A/N: The very last chapter. Wow. . . we made it to the last one!
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Yuuri groaned and rolled over in bed. His arm draped over to the empty spot next to him in bed. It was empty. He woke up and stared at the spot where Victor had fell asleep, but he wasn't there anymore.
He raised himself into a sitting position and wiped the sleep from his eyes. Was it just a dream? Yuuri was sure that Victor had fallen asleep next to him.
"Victor?" Yuuri put on his glasses and took a look around. He wasn't anywhere in the suite.
He rolled out of bed and went to the kitchen. As usual, there was a pit of coffee brewed for Yuuri, but this time there was a little note left on the counter. "After breakfast, meet me in my office."
Yuuri poured a mug of the coffee as he read the note. "I wonder what Victor wants?" he asked himself, the took a sip of the bitter drink.
That morning he ate breakfast in the suite. The complete silence was awkward for Yuuri. Just last night there were triple the number of vampires than usual going at each other, and now everything was so peaceful.
Yuuri cracked open the old window that creaked on its way up. He breathed in the little fresh air brought into the room
A gardener was planting fresh flowers in the backyard below Yuuri. It was almost like none of that ever happened as the castle returned to their old routines.
He looked up, saw Yuuri, and waved at him with a bright smile. Yuuri waved back and finished off his coffee.
Yuuri made his way down the stairs and to the master's office. Victor was looking down at something when he came in. He noticed Yuuri, looked up, and gave him a smile. But it looked sad. "Good morning." his voice was just as depressed.
"Morning." Yuuri walked a little more into the room.
Victor held up the object he was looking at. It was a small frame. "Besides the castle, all I have left of Yakov is this painting." He turned it around so Yuuri could so the picture in the frame. The men in the painting was slightly stout, bald at the top, but the grey hair that he had went just past his shoulders. Next to him stood a face very recognizable to Yuuri. It was Victor. The only real difference between him in the picture and him in real life was his hair. The man's hair used to be so long it ran down his back.
"Was that you and Yakov?" Yuuri asked. Victor nodded. "You looked so happy in that picture. It's unlike what I've seen you as."
"It's depressing, I know. . ." Victor gave one more look at the framed painting and placed it back down on his desk. "So many years, and I never felt like I have when I was Yakov. You were the only thing."
"Is that what you wanted?"
Victor stood. "Not quite." he approached Yuuri and loosely placed a hand on the small of Yuuri's back.
They leave the room, walk down the hall, go through the exit into the West Wing. It was a quiet walk down the West Hall and into the foyer in the South Hall. Yuri, Phichit, Chris, and Georgi were waiting for them.
When Yuuri saw his friends and looked up at his husband in confusion. "Victor-"
"They're here to say their goodbyes."
Yuuri furrowed his brow. "Whay? Goodbyes? What do you mean by 'goodbyes?'"
Victor was so close to Yuuri there was no space between them to slip a paper clip in the middle. "Because I'm letting you go." he murmured, his face inches away from Yuuri's.
Yuuri's eyes seemingly doubled in size. "G-Go?. . . a-a-as in go home?"
Victor lifted Yuuri's hand and kissed his ring finger. They never actually exchanged rings at their wedding so this was probably his way of explaining that they are getting a quote-unquote divorce.
"I don't understand. . ." Yuuri removed his hand from Victor. "What do you mean?"
"I will never be happy if you're not happy." Victor told him. "So I'm letting you go home."
Yuuri looked back at everyone waiting. They all gave him a small smile. He started crying. This time there was mixed feelings to his tears. Yuuri was unsure if it was because he was excited to go home or because he was truly going to miss this clan. He didn't dwell on his watery eyes as he hugged Phichit, Chris, and Georgi. They all said goodbye and wished him luck in the future. Yuuri went in to hug Yuri but the young vampire stopped him.
"I told you, I don't do hugs and. . . I'm not saying goodbye just yet." Yuri said. "I will be helping you get back home."
Otabek came running down the stairs from the West Wing. Everyone's eyes followed him as he made his way across the foyer and towards Yuuri. "I just heard the news. You're really leaving?"
"Yeah. . . sorry." Yuuri hugged Otabek.
"So I just get here and suddenly the human has to leave?"
Victor rested hand on the new arrival's shoulder. "I'm letting him go. At least he will be happy, and after last night, safer."
Yuri took Yuuri's arm. "Don't worry, Yuuri will come in visit." there was a slight bitter sound to his voice. Yuuri assumed he was still warming up to the ex rival. "But we have to get going."
Yuuri stepped out of his bodyguard's grasp and went back to Victor. He pulled the master into a kiss. Even though his motives were not the best, Yuuri had feelings for him. In whatever way that was, Yuuri still didn't know, but he wanted to kiss Victor this time, and just like at their wedding, he didn't want Victor's lips to leave his. Yuuri had to stand on his toes a little to reach his mouth and as Victor leaned into him Yuuri wrapped his arms around the master's neck.
Time seemed to have stopped as their lips remained locked. Neither one of them wanted to pull away. It wasn't until Yuri pulled them apart that they caught their breath.
"We need to get going." he told Yuuri. "It'll be a long journey."
Yuuri's eyes lingered on Victor's as he was guided to the exit by his bodyguard. He waved goodbye to the residents, but the only wave back that Yuuri noticed was Victor's. Everyone else said their final goodbyes with a fake smile, but Victor was the only one who didn't try to look happy for his departure. The door closed on Yuuri's vision so he was forced to look ahead and let Yuri lead the way.
Their trek took far longer than either had wanted it to. For Yuuri, it was because he had to walk all the way, which took about five hours. For the other party, it was because how often they had to stop for the mortal to rest.
Finally, they reached the end of the woods and into a small town setting. The sun had already started to set when they reach civilization. Yuri handed Yuuri some money that was in his pocket. "This is all the farther I'm going." he pointed to their left. "There's a bus stop just a few blocks away from here. If you take the bus it'll only be about five minutes before you get home." he instructed Yuuri.
Yuuri couldn't hold it in any longer. He gave Yuri a hug. The vampire accepted Yuuri's gesture of affection. "Thank you." Yuuri murmured to him, digging his nails into the soft fabric of Yuri's shirt. "It was a pleasure meeting you."
Yuri patted the man's back. "Yeah, yeah. But you better hurry before you miss your bus."
Yuuri pulled away and gave one final bow before running in the direction that Yuri pointed towards. Yuri gave a smile at the man before retreating back into the forest.
Yuuri was able to catch the bus back to the Nishigori residence. Yuuri stepped off the bus and took a look up at the home he hadn't seen in months. He approached the doorstep and brought a fist up to the door. Before he could knock at it the door opened with Yuuko standing on the other side. Tears streamed down her face and she screamed as she took Yuuri into a big bear hug.
"Where have you been? What happened to you? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you? TAKESHI, AXEL, LUTZ, LOOP! YUURI'S HOME!"
The other members of the family ran out to see that Yuuri had indeed returned home. They all cheered and gave Yuuri a hug. Even Takeshi had tears in his eyes. They really worried over his disappearance. They told him that they had the cops in search of him and they were starting to give up, but they were still out everyday looking for him and even put up missing posters. Yuuri noticed the missing posters they were talking about littering their coffee table.
Yuuri settled back into the home. The Nishigori family were up his ass constantly, waiting on the returned man on hand and foot. Yuuri barely talked about his disappearance, but they hadn't really asked again. They were just too caught up in his return to care.
Yuri still came back into to town. As Yuuri's bodyguard, Victor still had him go out and check on Yuuri. The vampire worried over the mortal, but Yuri never protested. He would circle around the house after dark in his black cloak so he would go virtually unnoticed. When he was sure Yuuri was safe and okay, he would lift up the hood on his cloak and disappear back into the night.
But Yuri wasn't the only one watching over the house and the mortal the had spent a few months with the vampires. . .
E/N: As you have probably noticed this is not the end. This is only part one of a series I've started. There will be so much more to Blood Lust so keep an eye out for the next part.