Chapter 2~ Enjoy!

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Arthur awoke at dusk, the fading sun illuminating his red and gold room. He rolled onto his side, his four poster bed was ever so comfortable, he didn't want to move.

But he had to feed, last night was yet another disappointment. He would have to find an A rank at least! Nothing else would curb his cravings.

Hungry.

Yes, yes, yes. He got the message thank you very much!

Mmmm, he wondered if Herakles was up- it would save him from having to hunt and he liked the man's spicy blood. Doubtful, the Greek always slept late.

Arthur tumbled out of bed, reaching for the clothes on his dresser, a green blazer and white shirt and pants and a rose patterned, fingerless glove. He was tying his shoes when there was a commotion outside.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" he hissed, throwing the door open to find the Italian twins (surprisingly tanned for vampires) wrestling in the hallway.

"Oooh noo! Fratello we woke him up" Feliciano, the younger whined.

"Shut up bastard! This is all your fault!" Lovino snapped back.

Arthur raised his eyebrow and the two turned to look at him sheepishly.

"Neither of you woke me up, I've been up for a while now." explained Arthur and the twins relaxed slightly.

"Ve~~ Arturo where are you going?" asked Feliciano, clinging to his right arm. Arthur flinched, trying to pry him off- he was irritating his wound. He thought Lovino noticed when he attempted to help.

Nope, he was just jealous.

"Let go of him bastard!"

"Ve~~~ You're jeeeaaaallloooouuuusssss Lovi!"

"No I'm not! Get off him!"

"Don't be mean!"

"I am not!"

"Are too!"

"What the hell is going on out here?" demanded an female voice with a pretty Irish lilt.

All three of them turned to see an irritated Alana peering out of the green door next door to Arthur's.

"Ve~~~~ Alana-oneetan Lovi's being mean!"

"Cheh, I am not bastardo!"

Alana sniffed the air and frowned at Arthur concerned.

"You're bleeding- get back inside quickly!" said Alana in a hushed voice.

The twins froze, sniffing at the air then sharing guilt filled glances.

"Relax Alana, it's no big deal." replied Arthur uncomfortably, tugging is arm from Feliciano's slackened grip.

"Roderich's negotiating hunting territory- we can't have anyone downstairs catching your scent, if they haven't eaten in a while they wont be able to resist." she warned.

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"I'm not bleeding, besides your blood's sweet. Mine's bitter, sweet's nicer." Alana said decisively.

"Fine." sighed Arthur, looks like his hunger would have to wait.

Feed. NOW. HUNGRY!

Or not.

"I'm starving." mumbled Arthur, his pupils dilating and fangs tingling.

"Fine, just go out the back and hurry." she sighed.

"Done" he replied with a wink.

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Ivan sniffed the air, a delicious scent filled the air.

"Is there a problem?" asked Roderich, arching an eyebrow at the Russian's sudden disinterest.

"Da, there is a wonderful scent."

Arthur.

Roderich shrugged, returning to the negotiations as if nothing was happening- he was immune to Arthur's blood's control.

"Where is it coming from?" asked Ivan insistently.

"One of my tenants has injured themselves." replied the Austrian carefully.

"May I know his name?"

"Mr Braginsky my tenants prefer to keep off the radar so if you could please-"

"His name" repeated Ivan dangerously and Roderich swallowed, hoping Arthur would forgive him.

"...Arthur. He and his sister are both permanent residents. Now can we please get back to the negotiations?"

"Da"

Arthur, how... Interesting.

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Arthur sighed in relief as he sank his fangs into the dead vampire's neck. He'd been a rich criminal- he was doing the world a favour by getting rid of him.

His blood wasn't bad but he wanted something spicier.

Herakles or maybe Antonio, even though he was loath to ask the idiot Antonio had blood that was perfect for his tastes. Why was good blood so hard to find?

"Asa-San?"

Arthur flinched, looking very similar to a scared rabbit but relaxing when he saw it was only Kiku. He was the latest resident, moved in a month ago, he had worked at the palace for a while and was related to Wang.

"Oh Kiku you scared me." said Arthur. Then he realised Kiku had caught him feeding and panicked- he hated when people saw him feeding.

"Could you err wait for me elsewhere, I'm almost finished." Arthur almost pleaded.

"Hai, I came to check on your wound- I'll wait around the corner. I'm sorry for interrupting you, I didn't know you didn't like to be... seen." said Kiku delicately. Arthur winced and Kiku felt like bashing his head against the brick wall as soon as he was out of sight.

Ahh but Arthur was so cute when he was feeding, the way he relaxed and made sure not to spill a drop... He could tell the blood wasn't to his taste though, he looked so dissatisfied. He had heard from Francis that Arthur was incredibly picky, no humans and nothing lower than A rank.

It also showed he was strong enough to take down an A rank, he still didn't know Arthur's status. It seemed to be a taboo topic. Arthur was cute, petite figure and blonde hair- exactly his type! He was also kind and gentle, so sensitive and sweet but he had a dark side. Those fangs of his were sharp and Kiku wanted to fins out why.

"I'm done, shall we return to the manor?" asked Arthur, avoiding meeting Kiku's eyes.

"Hai" said Kiku gently, following at a socially acceptable distance.

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"Bloody hell!" hissed Arthur as Kiku removed some metal from the wound.

"Language!" chided Alana and Arthur sent her a glare but there was no real heat to it.

"You two seem close" mused Kiku, pouring some holy water into the wound and making Arthur bite down on his tongue to keep from screaming.

"We are, we don't have anyone else. At least, not anymore." Alana faltered, trailing off deep in thought. Kiku observed the two of them, they looked a lot alike but somehow were very different. Alana was soft but completely ruthless and Arthur was sarcastic yet merciful.

They got on really well! He wished he and Yao were like that.

"Ouch!" Arthur grimaced, the wound had been deeper than Kiku had originally thought so he had to stitch it shut.

"We've gathered quite the audience" said Alana mildly.

"It seems so" said Kiku, Arthur blushed furiously.

"Bloody bastards cant keep out of other people's business." he muttered darkly.

"Aye, ye want me to get rid of them?" asked Alana, stretching and grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"If you don't mind." he sighed.

"Not at all!" she slipped out of Kiku's sliding door.

"Wait for it..." Arthur said and Kiku chuckled softly as they heard a huge ruckus outside.

"I hope she doesn't kill anyone, it'll make your job harder" Arthur said smiling at him. Kiku blushed slightly.

"N-not at all, it's no trouble." replied Kiku hastily.

"Ah, here comes Roderich" Arthur said with a sadistic grin.

There was an unmanly yelp.

"...And that was Gilbert."

CRASH

"Antonio"

There was a high pitched cry.

"The twins," at this point Kiku was laughing so hard he had stitches.

Then, everything went eerily silent.

"They have their ears pressed to the door" he mouthed, moving from the bed and opening the door with his gloved hand.

Gloved hand. Kiku really wanted to know the story behind that one.

All the vampires came tumbling into Kiku's bedroom and Arthur started screaming at them for being idiots and letting out a stream of obscene words and phrases that sent them all running for the hills.

Arthur gave Kiku a satisfied smile, then a hug before marching out the room and back to his one down the hallway.

Kiku had found the perfect person to love.

Love.

God that had happened fast! He was usually a lot more cautious but Arthur was different, Arthur was special.

Arthur would be his.