Gosh! You cannot imagine the pain I went through to get this chapter out! T_T (tears of happiness seeing it finally posted)
Before I forget, I set up a facebook page where I will start posting all stuff I am writing and planning to write as well as sharing stories that I read and liked, etc… It would be a good way for me to let you know that I am alive in case I took too long to update.
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The page name is: fanfiction – bluesapphire24.
It is not much like the other chapters, but I hope you enjoy the read nonetheless XD
See ya later!
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Inside a lush forest on the border of the city, a group of people walked slowly, trekking through the narrow path. Many grumbled about the steep route they had to take to reach the hideout but never dared protesting aloud. After all, they have been running for so long to have that kind of will or energy, especially after seeing their kin slaughtered whenever they tried to walk into the light.
It was unfair for the youngsters to suffer the sins of their predecessors and shoulder their crimes, but the breakthrough they hoped for failed miserably and they found themselves back to square one.
At the front of the line, the old Kiryuu walked briskly in her Kimono, keeping her back straight despite her old age. Next to her walked the young girl with her mother behind her. On the other side walked a tall and bulky man acting as her bodyguard at times, knowing fully how capable she was without his assistance. His primary role was that of a consultant of course.
"Leader," He whispered, noticing that the young girl could hear him but paid it no mind.
"What?" She hissed, not bothering to look at him.
"Your people are getting restless."
"They will quiet down soon."
"I do not think that this will be as easy as before." He explained hesitantly.
"They have nothing to complain about. We acquired something valuable out of the ordeal, despite it being less than what we bargained for." She snapped, raising her voice at the beginning to warn whoever wished to contradict her words.
"However… Our plan."
"What? You think it failed?" She whispered with a mocking tone laced in her voice.
"It did not?" He blinked.
"Oh please…" She scoffed, "if nothing else, we are on our way to a certain victory. I never expected the wonderful surprise that welcomed me."
"I am afraid you lost me there." The man leaned a bit, as if to hear her better.
"It is because you are too blind to see." She mocked again, "The chosen one was already conceived and growing inside a powerful womb as we speak. Not only that, he will have his power at birth like any other Kiryuu…"
The young girl paled. She was quick to understand the reason for which she was told to mention the danger of using witchcraft while carrying a child despite talking to two males. The rumors are true!
The man all but halted at the incredulous announcement. They reached the clearing by which the dwelling resided. She took a seat on a polished rock while the others proceeded to place the heavy luggage inside.
She looked at her aghast and veiny hand, narrowing her eyes on it before her lips curled up in an unsettling smile. It has been two days since they left Cross city after the fall out. They moved around hotels and different locations in case Ichiru was bluffing about knowing about their secret dwelling. She had no intention of providing him with any grimoire as long as she could. Who is crazy enough to offer the hanging rope in the hand of the enemy?
"Leader? What do you mean by saying that it is already conceived?"
She remembered what she was about to explain, "Standing by my side, you are a fool not to have noticed the overprotectiveness they all displayed toward the tainted twin."
The man narrowed his eyes, not seeing the meaning of the words.
"For the chosen one to be conceived, a certain set of condition have to be present in its fated carrier. They have to be powerful of course, and descendant of certain bloodlines. However, purity is merely a hoax. As long as the right bloodlines merged in the favorable condition, it can be anyone. However, the determining factor is that only one carrier can exist at a time. If one is found, and impregnated on such a night, there will be no denying the fate dictated by the prophecy." She explained with confidence, looking up at the bright full moon shining above.
The eyes of the taller man widened, oblivious to the shuffling of the people around, "Are you saying that…"
"I suspected that he is the carrier based on the rumors saying that he has attributes of both genders, a unique and powerful specimen. However, Kiryuu Zero is a skeptical person who is hard to approach. That is the reason we had to lay with the devil in order to get on his good side. Too bad that sort of backfired on us." She shrugged.
"You mean to say that Ichiru was not your target?"
She shook her head, "That one was merely a tool towards a purpose. If Zero has one undeniable weakness, it would be his twin. They take after their parents with their blind care for their families. Having Ichiru back in the clan will force Zero to acknowledge us eventually. Having Ichiru sire a child would bind him and thus pull Zero to us naturally." She gave a vile smile at the devious idea
"How would that help? It would probably put us in more risk seeing what we are aiming to do to his child."
A glint of irritation shone in her eyes, "Hmmm? Well, we can always blame that on their natural enemies, two birds with one stone."
The man sighed, shivering from how morbid and heartless this woman can be.
A detail popped in his head, "How did you know that he conceived?"
She explained the conversation about the use of magic and noticed the reaction of Zero when she mentioned how powerful the child would be. "Moreover, a powerful hunter like that would not allow himself to grow so out of shape. Besides, it is hard to believe that a vampire that young would start developing a beer belly." She joked, reminding him of the loose clothing and the slight overweight on the hunter when he laid on the bed. "It is disgusting to see that even the pureblood is helping conceal the truth, like how he prevented her from placing the cushion under his midsection, and how he gazed at his abdomen while the ritual was performing, obviously monitoring the health of the unborn child."
She marveled in her thoughts aloud. "*sigh*, if only they were not that stubborn. Ichiru would have been the bridge to get to him. We would welcome him into our coven along with his child. Once the child's power manifest, in a couple of years, all that is left for me is to cut his chest open and devour his heart," she stared at the blue vein, "the transformation would be complete and revenge would not be a dream anymore. Nonetheless, our glory will be brought back with these two hands in due time."
The man shivered in horror and excitement all the same, "Is there a chance to still achieve this plan regardless?"
"Of course… We just need to keep pestering them." She laughed hysterically, "Luckily, we are not the only one out for blood."
The young girl clutched the bag she was holding, her face contorting in anger and frustration. She jolted when feeling a hand squeezing her trembling shoulder and glanced to see the worried face of her mother. They both abhorred their leader and her way of doing things. They both wanted nothing more than to be free of her, but she had too many loyal followers blinded by rage and revenge that they fail to see who could be their true savior.
Dipping in the dark magic was never a solution and the clan's history is the best proof of that. The seer, as they called the little girl who can predict the future, already saw the end of the old woman as soon as she started pursuing the twins. She did not bother telling her because she wanted her dead. However, she now started to wonder if she should have told her just so that she would give up trying to hurt the two men that the girl grew mysteriously fond of.
She lived with the clan for as long as she remembers, she could distinguish the auras easily thanks to her foreseeing eyes, that is why she felt blinded by the pure light emanating from the silver twins. After awakening, Ichiru's aura was pure gold, a soothing light that seems to cleanse your soul just by looking at it. Zero however, was that of a blinding light as if descending from the heavens to strike the darkness away. Never in her life did she expect to witness such a sight. Their auras were beguiling, imposing respect and reverence, auras of true leaders with caring hearts.
Her eyes drifted to the murky aura surrounding the old woman currently devising her next horrendous plan and sighed. Can someone just stop her!
The girl never thought that her prayer would be answered sooner than later.
The old Kiryuu moved again, standing to head for her sleeping quarter. She beckoned the young girl and her mother whose roles were catering to her personal needs.
The dwelling consisted of an imposing house built out of wood standing atop of a small hill and hidden by the large trees surrounding it. The women and the bodyguard were almost by the patio when a familiar humming sound reached their ears.
Every single person, outside the house and inside of it, froze and paled in pure terror at the ominous melody. Saying that they were familiar with it was an understatement.
It was the very trigger of the trauma that they will never shake off. Every time they believed they were finally reaching peace and quiet, it will come to shake that foundation and remind them that they were nothing but fugitives, chased by an enemy forever lurking in the shadows.
"I guess we made a little too much of an uproar…" The eyebrow of the leader twitched in irritation as the grip over a cane she held tightened.
"There is no time for counter measure! What shall we do?" The bodyguard started to panic, his head snapping in all direction expecting them to emerge out of nowhere.
"There is nothing to do but to fight of course," she stated flatly.
Years of experience in this mouse and cat chase taught them to move instinctively. Women and children scurried in a corner of the house, forming a protective circle in hope to remain alive. The strongest fighters surrounded the leader and the foot soldiers took the frontal line of the defense circle. Each of them cocked their weapon, eyes glowing golden and ready to launch.
Their heart rate soared when the air shimmered and the vile creatures they called enemies showed themselves.
There was merely nine of them, standing in a perfect line and keeping the exact same space between each other. They were barehanded, only animalistic claws adorning their slightly hairy hands. Hands that are the only part visible out of their whole bodies covered in their black attires. The hoods of their tops gave them a look of ghosts, as if there was no face to be seen. Only when they raise their head could their prey notice the mask they later realized was made of white metal covering their identity. A mask bearing the mark of their organization, Valley of Darkness. The body of a snake coiling and ending with the head of a dragon traced the white surface and sent terror in whoever came across it.
The one in the middle raised his head first, jolting the soldier close to him who looked like a little kid compared to his imposing build when he took a step closer.
"I believe that we paid our dues after the last massacre?" The grandmother spat, "Seeing you after so long makes me believe that you are only doing it for the pleasure of killing us now."
She received no answer. It was always the same, no answer was given, frustration builds up and her clansmen end up making the first move to attack. However, this time will be different, she will get to the bottom of it.
"The one hiring you died a long while ago. We acquired asylum and left no reason for anyone to come after us. I do not see who would employ a bunch of mercenaries to come after us again." She highly doubted that Ichiru would have any ties with them. No matter how large of an influence one gets in the underground network, this particular organization is the nastiest and the most elusive to pinpoint out of all of them. They only managed to catch the tail of the lizard and the repercussion taught them never ever to look for their lair.
The complete silence grated on their nerves. The hot blooded youngsters, fed up with these killers could not take it anymore. They trained days and nights for this moment, to kill them all, these dwellers, vampires and hunters all the same. They were filled with the rage of being constantly undermined when they were once the apex predators ruling everything.
Leader's commands be damned, they wanted to start their revenge, they were thirsty for blood and the little number of their enemy encouraged the adrenaline rush. The first launched on the one seemingly being the leader. The swing of his sword was dodged with a minimum swift movement, sending him tumbling down the dirt.
Another feisty wizard crossed his two hands and inhaled to breath out fire, intending to burn the unfazed man. His jaw slackened when he saw his fire twirling into a ball around the enemy and vanishing without leaving a scratch.
The sight alarmed their leader and she shouted at them to stop when realizing whom they were dealing with, but it was too late, the hot-blooded men lunged their attack and the remaining eight dwellers responded. The two leader stood in front of each other while their subordinates killed each other.
In the end, the eight masked dwellers joined the side of their leaders leaving heaps of bodies scattered at the feet of the Kiryuu head.
She issued an order for the women fighter to come out. Another wave made itself known and they prepared to attack but the leader of the masked enemy raised his hand, stopping his men.
"You asked for a reason." The muffled masculine voice was void of emotions.
"Yes." The old woman confirmed.
"You made a pact with the wrong person."
Her eyes widened at the realization. She never expected them to catch wind of it.
"What does it matter to you?" She scoffed.
"Everything." He stated flatly
"You will be standing in my way for too long then." She stated the obvious.
"As long as it takes."
"Well then, I guess I will have to finish what my men started." She growled, her muscle rippling from her hands up to her face as her eyes glowed fiercely before turning into narrow slits. Her mouth morphed into salivating beastly sight with growing canines and snarling nostrils, her hands grew claws, long and sharp and her back arched in a posture of predatory attack as her size increased twice.
The sight did not seem to faze the enemy as much as her own people, at least from what their body language could tell.
"Making a pact with the devil, tapping into the forbidden magic, to what end will you go for your foolish resolve." The mockery in his tone escaped no one. He slowly removed the gloves and surprised them by showing normal human hands, unlike the others.
"Shut UP!" She let out a beastly growl and lunged at him. He dodged her attack with ease and equal speed, never striking back.
Their dance from hell lasted too long for the spectator's liking. The seer, being out with the other could see her loss at the hand of this unknown man, barely keeping her lips from curling up into a delighted smile.
Her heart jumped at times when the nasty claws would catch some of the black fabric, but grew relieved when no blood was shed.
Minutes later, the hideous form of the Kiryuu leader was panting and growling from exhausting, glaring at the man who never broke a sweat through the whole ordeal.
Her eyes narrowed when she caught a tattoo under the tattered clothes.
Her beastly voice scratched at the ears when she talked, "So you are the one… The one they call the-"
Her words were cut off with a barrel against her head.
"I guess whoever called you was aware of my movement as well, wanting us to meet." Yagari Toga huffed while keeping his shot gun at the thing that made his nose crinkle in disgust.
"I cannot say that I am surprised." The masked man stated, "After all, we are not the one tasked with finishing this off." He shrugged.
"aaaah…" The one eyed hunter had a solemn look on his face…" ….Just like this barrel ended his life, it was destined to end the form of madness he warned me about." He explained while remembering the words written in the scroll that his master handed him before that fateful night. The men of the Kiryuus are hunters, predators and soldiers… Their women, however, are the leaders, masterminds, and puppeteer… Once the seed of madness reaches one, they are nothing but a rabid dog waiting to be put down.
At first, Yagari thought that his master referred to Sakura because of her dangerously high intellect and incredulously genius plans when it comes to fighting strategies. However, the second meeting with the grandmother made him realize that he had it all wrong. Pact and treaty be damned when this vile creature is threatening his beloved sons, he would gladly die if it meant to ensure that the twins and Kaito would not have to deal with these people ever again.
"You…" The beast snarled at him, glancing back to dispose of him despite the exhaustion.
*bang*
It was fast, brief and almost unreal, the way her body fell to the ground and dissolved in a disgustingly murky black substance absorbed by the soil.
Without wasting a moment, Toga pointed his gun to the masked man standing not far from him.
There was a moment of still silence. They were both assessing the situation from their own perspective.
"I am not interested in fighting you unless you intend to harm those I side with." Yagari declared his conditions.
"None of them is on my list." The masked dweller reassured.
"What about these." Yagari swiped the remaining men of the Kiryuu clan who held their weapons despite being gravely injured.
"I believe that you have no intention of getting in our way either." The masked man stated with a traces of mirth in his voice.
Toga huffed and tapped his gun over his own shoulder before turning on his heels. He left without saying any other word, a silent agreement to treat this as if it never happened. The one eyed hunter knew that there would be no one left to tell about the breach of contract he committed, but could not feel happy about it.
Indeed, the carnage was unsightly, the place turned in a butchery where only women and children were spared with the promise of never uttering a word about this in exchange of leaving some of the men barely alive. They were given a destination to reach in a matter of days if they wished to live and no one objected.
The seer, being one of the fighter needed to die. Her mother jumped between her and the leader who approached her.
"It is okay mother… He will not kill me." She stated confidently, looking at the warm aura emanating from the bloodied man. Mysterious as it was, she felt no hostility in him.
"What makes you so sure?" He asked.
She took few steps closer and reached out her hands as he leaned down to compensate their difference in height. Her delicate fingers held the mask and tugged at it after making sure that no one other than her mother was looking.
Their eyes met and both smiled at each other in acknowledgment, "Because you know what I am and because of that alone, you will never hurt me or my mother despite our allegiance." She gave him an innocent but mischievous look.
He gave her a breathy chuckle while patting her head and taking the mask back. "Dealing with seers can be cumbersome, but you are quite the interesting one, Aya…"
The girl startled and looked at him with wide eyes… Eyes that soon watered with unshed tear of happiness. She caught herself in time to prevent them from falling, looking away in embarrassment. How long has it been since anyone called her name? Hearing it now in that tender tone somehow reminded her of her kind-hearted father who left a little too soon. Even her mother did not have the habit to call her name at all. The clan only referred to her as the seer, and nothing else. She was starting to forget her given name with time.
She watched his broad back growing far away in the distance before shimmering away just like the way they appeared. She bowed slightly and uttered a choked 'thank you'.
Some of the Kiryuu clan were relieved, but most were panicked, enraged, grieving and the chaos was only beginning.
Aya looked around, her heart going to those who just lost a loved one. However she stiffened when someone emerged from the darkness of the lush forest, the moonlight and fire posts reflected his ethereal appearance and sent pure terror through the young girl's heart.
She simply muttered, "vampire" and all those around her looked in the direction her eyes fixated.
"My… My… My…" Icy eyes, untamed hair and immaculate appearance, "Such a heartwarming scene is more than what I expected as a welcome." He eyed the dead bodies, the injured and the wailing children.
"Did I ever express how deranging your perspective can be… Sir?" A light haired woman held a napkin to her nose while walking with him.
"You are not capable of seeing the beauty of this sight… a pity." He answered her, "Then again… You were a pet to these people for far too long…"
The sarcasm did not escape Lady Hanadagi. Her face twitched in irritation but kept her temper in check.
"What are you doing here, vampires?" A man stood, despite his dislocated shoulder and faced them with glowing golden eyes.
The sight did not faze the two vampires standing not far from him.
"Collecting a debt." He deadpanned, leaving confused stares at his trail.
Lady Hanadagi noticed how clueless they were and looked at the ice wielder, "I don't think she told anyone. This is why I wanted to intervene."
The blue eyed vampire hummed while rubbing his chin, "This is troubling… Why? Why did I have to associate with a dirt-bag from the clan of sinners knowing full well that nothing good would come out of it. Spoilsport!" He whined like a kid.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" The man seethed at being treated like a bug
"The head…" A chocked sound came from the bodyguard who was about to puff his last breathes, "made a pact… *cough* *cough* with him." he pointed his shaky finger to the male vampire, stunning every single one of his clan.
"What?" Aya's mother was shocked but her daughter was unfazed.
"And she did not bother seeing it through… Seriously~ gloating about her plan being a success and planning to win all she wanted when she did not do the basic thing that she had to so that I do not come and slit her throat, not like I had to sadly."
"It's a lie" a statement that would resume all the murmurs and protests around. With a bored face, the vampire fought the urge to pick his ears as a distraction.
"aaahhaan… After all that big talk about ridding me of a great threat and giving me the war and desperation that I wanted, she turns into a gross puddle and leaves whiny brats behind. Talk about troublesome! I am never doing anyone any favor anymore… Putting that bead burn my fingers so bad that I had the urge to kill that blondie instead of sparing him as a bait."
"Haaah?" One of the guy all but growled cocking his spear and lunging at the vampire "Don't underestimate us, bastard!"
If the dwellers of Darkness had the mercy of leaving a breath of life inside them, the two vampires did nothing but erase them from existence without exception to women and children.
Aya watched it happen in the blink of an eye, as if it was a nightmare she wished to awaken from. She startled and almost stumbled back when the female vampire appeared in front of her out of thin air. She swung her arm with the intention of slashing the little girl with her lengthening claws.
Aya closed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the pain to come, but nothing occurred.
She cracked on eye open to see the ice-wielder holding the raised arm of Lady Hanadagi. He nodded in direction of Aya's mother and the pureblood complied by changing preys.
"Mom!" the girl tried running to her mother whose knees gave out under her.
"Patience, little girl, patience." The eerie voice echoed near her ear as he held her still with his cold hands. She watched the pureblood grab her mother by the hair and crane her neck to have ample access for her aroused fangs.
"Please… no…" She whimpered, knowing full well how pointless it was.
"No?" He pondered, "Let's see… can u give something in return of such selfish request?"
"Anything…." She attempted
"Good girl!" He closed his mouth to her ear, "Now… How about telling me about this chosen one."
Aya froze… She was aware of bits of piece but did not know the whole story. What is worse was that whatever she would tell would put both Zero and Ichiru in danger. Something inside her refused to let that happen, she felt compelled to protect them from harm powerless as she was, without even knowing why she would go that far for someone she knew for such a brief time.
"Hmm? Guess I will have to look myself" He craned her head and hissed.
"Wait… you shouldn't!" She whispered in an alarmed tone, "I am of a pure lineage… my blood…" She was lying… Unlike other Kiryuus, her mother was nothing but a mere human without a drop of hunter blood running through her veins.
"Oh my! Are you worried about having me tamed?" The vampire's voice dripped with sarcasm.
"What?" Lady Hanadagi quirked a quizzical eyebrow.
The male sighed, "You, children of these days, are way too ignorant of our way of life." He shook his head in dismissal. "Now that I think about it, there was that other method." He pondered as he cupped the back of the small head with one large hand.
Aya's eyes widened as much as her mother's when she felt the pressure against her scalp, she let out a silent scream from the pain of feeling a forklike sensation squirming inside her head. Tears flowed freely through unblinking eyes and she could take no more.
Once done, she crumbled to the ground, barely holding on her consciousness.
"Interesting…" The vampire hummed in satisfaction as he opened his eyes lazily, "truly interesting…"
He grabbed the girl and pulled her up once again. This time, he had her facing him.
"You see… Ojou-chan… I hate to say the word… I truly do hate it but,… 'Old' vampires like us know more about this world than what you will ever learn if you survive."
Aya did not react, "pfff… How weak have these people become…"
"How about we get this over with? I am thirsty…" Lady Hanadagi was impatient.
"Make sure not to kill that one." He reminded her as she sank her fangs. She growled the acknowledgement.
"As I said, ojou-chan… Your blood is indeed nefarious for us… But you are underestimating us, the original vampire, if you think a half-breed like you can tame us." Recognition flashed through his eyes as they glowed red, making Aya realize her foolish attempt at deceiving him.
She saw the fangs elongating, white, long, thin and pointy, gleaming in the moonlight. She felt them sink deeply in her shoulder and the squelching sound faded away as the fog grew thicker inside her head.
Once done, the ice-wielder looked at her lifeless eyes and noticed her shallow breath. He heaved his disappointment, "Child, do you know why the first turned humans were powerful vampires compared to the common class nowadays?"
Lady Hanadagi rolled her eyes at being called 'child' when the vampire saying it detests being called anything with the meaning of 'old'.
"Do tell…" She played along.
"Because our venom is so powerful, it nearly killed all humans we ever bit. It can be instant or take days, but they end up dead anyways. The few that remained became strong enough to serve us. The common factor between them would have been their strong will and desire to live in addition to exceptional physique." He reminisced
"Oh really?" Lady Hanadagi actually came to appreciate the information, looking at the girl in his arm.
"No… this one will not survive." He answered her thoughts, "The only one who survived my bite was the one I took as a mate to start my own lineage in the far past."
"A lineage it was…" the female pureblood could not hold the sarcasm.
"Never mind that, you would want to hear the story…" He dismissed it in favor of his cheery mood.
"What is it?"
"The woman was strong willed, powerful and determined on taking me down." he saw realization flashing in her eyes, "Yes… a so called hunter… One of the first generations indeed." His gaze became forlorn, "She made me want to have her… So strong… So bright… So breakable."
The witnesses shuddered at the perverse tone.
He suddenly stopped and shrugged after swinging the girl to the ground again, "Boring is the fact that she turned into a broken doll soon after the birth of our first child, becoming a baby machine until they took her life without resisting."
He ordered her to take the girl along with her prey and follow him.
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Ichiru stood leaning against the sink, and glancing at the mirror of the bathroom. He slowly brought a hand up to gaze at it, as it started trembling…
He clutched it, willing it to stop. The trembling increased and his teeth clenched in frustration until a slightly colder hand covered his.
A breath of relief escaped his lips when he caught the reflection of his lover, just out of the shower with dripping hair looking at him through the glass.
"Good morning!" The vampire leaned to kiss a willing cheek that lingered in his touch as if to draw comfort from it.
Ichiru closed his eyes, not minding his pajama top getting wet from his lover's body. "I did not notice that you finished your shower." He huffed at how lost he was in his dark thoughts.
"I noticed." Hanabusa deadpanned as he unclenching the hands and held each one of them in one hand to flip them and examine. He winced when noticing the traces of nails digging into the flesh.
"I can't…" Ichiru tried retracting them but Hanabusa caged him with his body against the sink and gripped the hands. Their eyes met through the mirror again.
"Tell me…" Hanabusa had an idea about what was tormenting his lover but did not voice it.
"I can't… I don't want to…" He squeezed his eyes shut again.
"Ichiru… Look at me." Hanabusa's voice was commanding.
Amethyst orbs, haunted with worries rose again to look at his electric blue eyes.
"Tell. Me."
"You will hate me."
"I won't… In fact I can't" Hanabusa stated flatly.
"I hate myself." Ichiru slumped against the sink, clutching its edges and not daring to look up, "I always craved power that I did not have… I was envious of everyone around me… Acted the lowest to get even… I… not just killed my family…" He choked on his own words, "I whored myself to vampires…"
Hanabusa had to literally stifle a fit of giggles from erupting at the nonsensical statement, which made Ichiru raise his head and glower at him.
"Sorry… Sorry love… I know that we are being serioupffft… God! Please give me a moment…" he clutched his stomach and burst in laughter.
"What's so funny!" Ichiru bellowed, mortified by the way Hanabusa acted.
"but… Can't help it!" Hanabusa gasped the words while wiping tears of mirth from his eyes, "Whore?" he burst laughing again.
"Hana!"
"I told you never to use that hilarious word again because… pffft… if I did not know better… seeing that I am the one who took all your firsts practically… *chuckles* I would seriously have believed you." The vampire finally composed himself and stood by his brooding lover again, cupping the cheek of the face that looked away from him.
"You were not the first to bite and drink from me." Ichiru mumbled, touching a sore spot for Hanabusa.
Despite his fiery temper, the golden noble inhaled sharply and placed a tender kiss on a pale forehead after pushing the silver bangs away.
"In vampire society, that is called a fair trade. For human to dig for information, some of us coax them to give up some of their flesh blood as an exchange instead of money." He shut the soon protesting lips with the pad of his thumb, "You did not know that they would not do it if you refused, you were young, desperate and just lost the pillar of support you spent four years of your critical phase of life relying on." he did not mention Shizuka's name despite talking about her, "You wanted to make things right and become a better person, overcome your darkness."
"But I ended up sinking deeper, practically begging to get turned." Ichiru protested, not liking the victimizing that Hanabusa used to justify his actions.
"Ichiru… I know that you are changing the subject… This is not what was originally bothering you."
Amethyst eyes avoided his fervently, refusing to acknowledge the truth. Finding himself caged by Hanabusa's body again, Ichiru let out a frustrated sigh and tried to wrench the arm gipping the sink and standing in the way of his escape.
"Use that new power of yours to blow me away…" Hanabusa whispered, holding his position like steel.
Silver eyebrow twitched, letting him know that he hit the sore spot. Ichiru gritted his teeth in anger and hissed, "What of it…"
"Pardon…" Aido's eyes were trained on him constantly, as if examining every twitch of facial muscle.
"What good would come out of it…" Ichiru hissed, "I wanted power… for what…"His hold on Hanabusa's forearm grew painful, "I wanted to be useful… To protect… but first thing I did was snap the head of that woman…" He dug his fingers so hard that they would have drawn blood if they had claws, but Hanabusa clenched his jaw and did not utter a single protest… "Now… I have this rage inside me… waiting to rip and shatter the first thing that triggers it… And I am enjoying it… the thought of killing again… it's appealing…" He gave his golden-haired lover a pained expression, contradicting his own words.
Hanabusa pressed his lips tightly and inhaled, reluctant to make light of his lover's turmoil but really needing to voice his own…
Through strained voice, he uttered the words "First… Mind letting go?" He pointed to the arm Ichiru was clutching while twisting his body in a way to ease the pain, "I think I can't feel my arm anymore… The blood flow I mean…"
Ichiru blinked few time before realizing what Hanabusa meant. He let go immediately and caught a glimpse of the angry bruise that soon faded away. Hanabusa regretted standing clad in a towel instead of getting dressed just to have avoided that guilty expression on his lover's face.
Ichiru was about to storm out of the bathroom only to be yanked back by the collar of his wet shirt.
"Where do you think you are going, Kiryuu Ichiru!" Hanabusa stated with a haughty tone that would remind anyone of his high school self whenever he spoke to Zero or Yuki during their prefect's days.
Full name? Goddamnit!
Ichiru cursed internally knowing that he was in a lot of trouble now that Hanabusa flipped on his overly serious side, which did not happen so often; only when Ichiru turned too dark and cynical.
The silverette turned around to face his sentence, barely able to raise his gaze and look at the man standing with crossed arms in front of him.
"Mind reminding me of your name once again?" Hanabusa asked
"huh?" Ichiru gave him a dumb look.
"Answer!" An authoritarian voice made him flinch.
"Ichiru… Ichiru Kiryuu…" Ichiru answered reluctantly
"That is right, Kiryuu!" Hanabusa hissed the name with contempt on purpose
"so-" Ichiru wanted to challenge anything he had to say instinctively.
"The freaking clan that apparently used to rule the hunter society huh?" Hanabusa was much faster
"wh-"
"Some sicko family who endeavored in breeding the purest lineage of hunters."
"Oi!"
"Oh I forgot that they were not only that but had some mojo of witchcraft going on… What does that make them… Let us say overpowered hunters?" An air of mockery haunted the vampire's tone
"Are you making fun of me?" Ichiru was miffed at this point.
"How many times did I say the word?" Hanabusa's voice went back to dark and serious.
The confused Ichiru was lost again.
"How many times did I repeat the word 'hunter'?" Hanabusa reformulated his question.
Ichiru rolled his eyes in annoyance, "one too many…"
"Because that is what you are." Hanabusa poked his forehead painfully while talking, "Because that is what you were born as", he poked his chest this time making him tumble a step back, "Because you are a predator, ingrained here inside you… The instinct, the burning urge to find your prey and hunt it… To reach out until you have it in your grasp…" Hanabusa gripped his chin painfully making him look into his eyes, "Once you have it… You will want to watch as its life fades away… rewarding yourself with the kill to quench the beast roaring inside you…" he finally let go of the chin with a snap.
Ichiru rubbed the red mark the squeeze left behind and glared at his lover, "You are saying that I am a monster", he stated flatly as he watched Hanabusa wear a pair of flannel pants.
"That? Yes, you are… A freaky monster at that…" The vampire stated as a matter of fact that made Ichiru even more irritated before the second statement left him dumbfounded, "I am one too."
Hanabusa chuckled at the disturbed expression on Ichiru, "Because I lost count of how many times I wanted to devour you and keep you inside me forever because I worried other vampires may have their eyes on my prize." He stalked in predatory fashion… Ichiru started feeling a bit threatened for some reason.
"Why do think it is that I was able to wait patiently for you to be ready to go all the way while I was barely able to keep from mauling you the first few months we started dating? Somewhere inside, my beast roared as it narrowed on you as my prey… The prey I shall never allow anyone to take from me…"
Ichiru jolted when the wall greeted his back realizing that he was backing away as Hanabusa stalked towards him, "Monster? Yes I am… you wanted power… Well… What do you know? I have always craved it… Even if I have more than others, I would forever desire more… rage that makes one want to rip and shatter the first thing that triggers it… Try being in my place while you are helplessly writhing in pleasure under me, at my mercy…" Blue eyes merged red…
"Ha-… hana…" Ichiru's arms flailed against the wall where the vampire caged him, seriously starting to get scared.
"*Nani~" The threatening tone suddenly turned childish, dispelling the tense atmosphere that rose…
"What the fuck?" Ichiru's shoulder slumped when Hanabusa's eyes turned back to blue with a playful glint to them.
"Scared ya?..." A tongue out turned him royally pissed, not to mention the finger flicking his forehead before the bullying vampire jumped away and out of the bathroom.
"Hanabusa…" Ichiru growled as he grabbed any toiletry he could reach, throwing it in the direction of his lover… "IHATEYOUYOUMEANIE!"
"Hai! Hai! Hai! You love me too much to be able to express it… I know honey, I know…" Hanabusa pranced playfully, dodging every object thrown his way before spreading his arms wide open to catch the silverette that came jumping into his embrace with a harsh kiss following it.
"I love you, baka!" Ichiru mumbled with a light blush tinting his cheeks, "Sorry…" He hugged his golden-haired lover and squeezed his legs around his mid-section, reveling in the gentle hands rubbing his back.
"I apologize too… I had to be a bit harsh to show you that what you are going through is normal… We all have that scary phase that we have to go through… Hunter and vampires alike… I am always by your side and will help you adjust and control it instead of suppressing it, like we always did… Okay?" Hanabusa all but cooed lovingly at his constantly nodding lover.
It was a shame that he could not see the glistening amethyst orbs full of gratitude. There was too many reasons to list as to why Ichiru came to fall in love with this arrogant vampire, but the one he recalled now was the fact that Hanabusa, unlike any other person, never treated him as a fragile piece of crystal that could break any moment, he would worry and fuss but never turned overbearing. If Ichiru were to cross a line, Hanabusa would swiftly put him back in his place…. When he drowns in his dark thoughts, Hanabusa would counter it by the shock treatment of showing him what evil looks like through his own disguised nature as a vampire. He lost count of how many times his jaw dropped at his lover's antic, but never once felt anything but grateful for it.
"Your shirt is wet and getting cold on you…" Hanabusa's motherly tone made him snap out of his haze.
"It's fine… Its summer." Ichiru mumbled, wanting to stay longer in this position, as childish as it may sound.
"No." Hanabusa grounded, "The AC is on and you are quick to catch colds."
"grrr…" Ichiru finally unlocked his legs and allowed Hanabusa to put him down. Raising his hands like a child, he made his lover sigh as he tucked the hem of the shirt and pulled over his head.
There was a long pause with the shirt stuck to Ichiru's face before Hanabusa finally removed it. Ichiru noticed the confused look present currently on his lover's face as he looked at his side. Purple eyes travelled in the same direction to land on the object of confusion…
"Ichiru? When did that-"
"I have no idea…"
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Zero lounged in the TV room, watching one movie after another, bored to death.
He seemed to overdo it with the investigation to the point of practically living in Yagari's office that his mentor kicked his pregnant butt back to his home with a house arrest order. He also stripped him of every piece of investigation since they hit a dead end and chewed the existing evidence multiple times.
A bee sound suddenly stopped, making the hunter curse continuously while looking at the AC that was blowing on him along with the TV that turned black suddenly.
This can't be happening!
His worries subsided when the main power switch fixed back everything except for the AC. He groaned and removed his baggy shirt, leaving him in boxers and tank top to fight off the heat while finishing the movie.
Sleeping became a hassle because of his growing belly. He missed sleeping flat on his stomach so badly. Seeing that he closed his six months of pregnancy made it all the more obvious that he needed to rethink of upgrading his wardrobe and how difficult it is going to be to conceal his state.
I might as well turn into a shut in for the next three months! Huh… little one… wouldn't you like that?
A small flutter inside him brought a satisfied smile to his face. His unborn son have been communicating quiet frequently, but he was still waiting for that badass kick that Yuki promised him.
An advertising ban slid across the screen for the next movie to be aired caught Zero's attention as it reminded him of a certain memory.
He did not realize that he lost focus on the final scene as he drifted to the day Kaname took care of him during that time of the month for the first time in Cross's house. It was that movie that started airing and he did not get a chance to watch because of the overly comfortable embrace he found himself in.
Kaname had his revenge by forcing Zero into few other 'movie nights' where they would cuddle on Zero's couch. The hunter smiled unconsciously at how he realized that watching anything with the overly critical pureblood was a pain. The thriller turned into a dumb flick because Kaname kept predicting the scenarios or criticizing the stupidity of it. A romance turned into a case study where he wondered why the protagonist would go or say something that way when it is obvious that it would have the opposite result. A drama was the worst because it simply frustrated the realistic man and jugged all his norms, even the twisted ones.
Another fluttering sensation made Zero chuckle. His son seemed to be more active whenever he thought of his annoying father.
"He is quite the piece of work. Lucky for us, we can watch whatever we want in peace and quiet." He rubbed his half exposed belly and talked some more until interrupted.
The microwave signaled the ready pockets waiting for his lazy self to eat for breakfast.
On the way to the kitchen island, his computer blinked with the usual sound of the incoming IM call. He made the detour in time to answer it.
"Hey you!" The cheerful voice of the grey-eyed ethic teacher betrayed his heavily sleepy eyes.
Zero glanced at the time, "Did you sleep at all?"
"Too many things to do~" Gin whined.
"Seriously!" Zero internally envied him for he hated sitting around. He grabbed the collar of his top and started airing himself as he felt the fabric stick to his sweaty body.
"Is it that hot?" Gin wondered.
"The AC just broke!" Zero snapped as if it was Gin's fault, which made him chuckle.
"There is a number on the back of the remote that you can call." The older man reassured.
"Don't wanna." Zero sulked leaning back on his chair.
"hmm?..." Gin was barely keeping up the conversation.
"Why did you bother calling anyways?" Zero regretted the question knowing the sappy comeback, but the microwave saved him with a reminder beep. "Hold on!"
He stood and allowed Gin a view of the tight tank top that rose a bit above his waist thanks to the sitting position. The dark haired male furrowed his brows when he caught sight of something unfamiliar.
When the pregnant hunter came back, he voiced his question,
"Zero? Could you turn around and lift that shirt?" He asked politely.
"You are not taking a picture of my ass for jerk off material." Zero deadpanned as he munched on his pocket.
Gin had to literally wince from the crass comment, "I had no intention to and too tired to even attempt it. Now, turn around and do not show me your ass but the small of your back, if you please…"
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"Wow!" The vampire breathed out his amazement as he caressed the skin of his lover on his side, just above the waistband of his pants, "It looks as if it has been there since forever…"
Ichiru looked at the finger tracing his skin with a deepening frown, "Yeah… Can't help it!" he shrugged.
"I think I like it!" Hanabusa grinned childishly as he literally dropped on his knees for a closer look.
"uh oh~!" Ichiru's sudden sound surprised him and he looked up to see a cringing look on his silver lover, "If Zero has it too, there is going to be a storm blowing somewhere!"
"Ack!" Hanabusa barely hid his concern when understanding the predicament.
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"WHAT THE FREAKING FUCK IS THIS?" Zero's scream could be heard by the third neighbor of his block from how loud it was.
Gin did not know how to calm the magnified string of profanities spilling for the last five minutes ever since he pointed to the source of Zero's current foul mood.
He resigned himself to watch as the hunter twisted his body and arms with the small mirror in hand, attempting to see what was lodged in the small of his back. Gin was amused by the way his pregnant belly was protruding more since the hunter was not hunching his back to hide it like usual.
In the end, Zero grabbed his smartphone and clicked a picture to see and it did nothing but make the screaming an octave louder.
"WHERE THE FUCK DID THIS BLOODY FUCKING TATOO COME FROM!?" He screamed at the innocent device showing him a pair of wings conveniently inked in the small of his back.
"I thought you got it done recently without me knowing." Gin answered sheepishly.
"Why in the blazing hell would I do that?" Zero pulled at his bangs and gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Why make such a big deal out of it?" Gin tried to sooth him in vain, and he had to drop the last bomb to make him snap instead, "You already have two anyways. If nothing else, I find this one quite sexy, especially since it is placed between those dimples in the small of your back, could not imagine a better place-"
"Gin!" Zero had a low dark voice that would send shivers had Gin not gotten used to it. He still sweat dropped despite the distance separating them.
"Be thankful that you are not physically present right now." Zero hissed, venom dripping from his voice and eyes, "Count your blessing for not turning black and blue on this blasted day… I already have two, so you think that it is not a big deal?... I will tell you what exactly is wrong with this…" He pointed to the taming tattoo on his neck and then a thumb to his back, "I NEVER ASKED FOR ANY OF THESE AND NEVER WANTED ONE FUCKED UP TATOO IN THE FIRST PLACE!"
That marked the end of the conversation and the one of the computer that sustained Zero's wrath and became nothing but metal scrap against the opposite wall.
The hunter groaned when his phone rang.
"What?" He snapped
"Don't do anything rash." Gin was worried.
"I am going to Ichiru's place." Zero hung up knowing that the piece of information would put his mind at ease,
"It is probably because of something that the old hag did to me in the first place." He muttered, as he got dressed before grabbing his keys and leaving in a haste.
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Zero's fury subsided considerably when he found out that Ichiru fell in the same predicament, but he was still irritated because of the new mark.
Cross was helpful enough to point out that it could be the mark of the Kiryuu coven because he clearly remembers Takashi, their father, having a similar one just above his knee.
"By the way Zerorin…" Cross swooned looking at his grumpy adoptive son with wiggling fingers expressing his intention.
"Dare come closer and you won't have those digits anymore." Zero seethed at the idea of having anyone groping his bump at the moment.
"Awwwn~ but it is so nice and round… begging me to pat it…." Cross put a finger on a pouting lip, "How am I supposed to bond with my grandson with you blocking me every time?"
A tinge of guilt made Zero waver a bit, since he could not say 'you can bond when he is born' seeing that they would be miles away by then.
"Did he start moving?" Hanabusa asked, ever the worrywart physician monitoring his health like a hawk.
"uhm… A bit, yes-" Zero was about to explain but regretted his words when an overly excited Yuki jumped and placed both hands on his stomach rubbing and patting with her hair getting into his nose.
Kaien, never one to miss a chance, joined his daughter, cooing and rubbing to attempt getting a response.
On the couch, Zero felt stifled by the two hovering over him, blocking the bliss of the AC he strategically moved the piece of furniture to face.
A vein popped in temple and the foul mood came back tenfold.
"You guys… Fucking CUT IT OUT!" To their surprise, not only did the anger make the furniture rattle, but Yuki and Kaien were propelled into the wall, knocking the air out of their lungs for a moment.
There was a moment of still silence before Kaien rubbed his head and spoke, "Zerorin, you are not supposed to use magic while pregnant."
The remark reminded the others of the possible cause for they forgot that Zero's power awakened as well.
Zero himself was startled but soon composed himself and grumbled, "Don't annoy the hell out of me and I won't lose control like that. You know what she said, that my power stemmed from strong emotions."
A silent agreement was forged that day so that Zero's mood would be kept in equilibrium as much as possible with a promise of revenge after giving birth.
"Nii-san…" Ichiru wanted to tease one last time, "you know that unborn children can start hearing from the womb around the third trimester right?"
Zero gave him a confused look, "So what?"
Ichiru gave him a sheepish smile, "You should hold back on the cursing, I would not want the first word coming out of my nephew to be the 'f' word."
The remark earned him a nasty glower and a huff, but Zero's retort was swallowed with the knocking.
"Ichiru-kun… Hanabusa told me about your bath… You can use ours anytime you guys need as long as it does not turn into a victim as well." The honey haired noble vampire whispered to the blushing silver twin after handing some catalogues she got ready for the small party Ichiru was planning.
"Thanks." he stuttered and noticed Zero raising an eyebrow, mortified at the thought of his twin questioning him later.
"Oh Zero!" She squealed, making her way to the sitting silverette, "You popped quite nicely." Her hands were already rising in the position Zero hated the most and everyone paled at the prospective of another power blast.
Yuki intervened fast by cutting her way and grabbing her hand in a friendly fashion, "Ruka-san, remember that gathering I need to attend? I will probably need your help picking the outfit, I am such a klutz when it comes to those weird galas."
The noble woman was swept away by the once in a lifetime bright pureblood queen.
"Oh Zero you popped!" Zero started mimicking the feminine screech, "Oh you are so round! Oh you look so bubbly! I am f- pregnant for God's sake, not a balloon or a soda can" He glowered at no one before huffing and standing.
"Going somewhere?" Ichiru asked.
"Sleep… If I can." He snapped at him while slamming the door of the guest room close.
The younger twin sighed at his brother's antic and grabbed the duffel bag Zero left by the couch.
Hanabusa eyed it with a quizzical look.
Ichiru answered the question looming in blue eyes, "His A/C broke and staying with Cross is out of question, so I told him that he can crash here for few days."
Hanabusa nodded in agreement. He had no problem with having Zero over since they practically lived together for a couple of years in U.S and few months in Japan. If he had to admit, Hana would be expressing how ecstatic he was to have them three together even for few days.
Ichiru could read his lover like an open book, and smiled at the expression. He saw his guests off and went to join his brother.
I wonder when did these two start getting along so well…
The younger silverette pondered, remembering the headache they used to give him whenever they find themselves in the same room in the past. Little did he know that it was because they cared deeply for him each in their own way that they came to tolerate each other.
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"So~ What is the deal with the bathtub?" Zero asked, smirking when his brother's face was turning all shades of pink.
"Nothing." Ichiru grunted while taking the clothes from the bag into the drawer, sparing occasional glances to the way his brother tortured the pillows to get into a good position.
A sigh of helplessness escaped his lips and he opened the cupboard to pull a bigger and fluffier pillow. He climbed on the large bed and started tucking it along with the others in the position he figured Zero was seeking. Twins are amazing in the way they can sense each other's discomfort, and it applied more to the Kiryuu twins.
"Your back is getting sore more often lately." Ichiru remarked as he kneaded the tense knots while Zero snuggled the pillow he was hugging, moaning in relief.
"Lack of exercise." Zero pointed,
"You are not hitting the gym with a bump like that." Ichiru chuckled.
"mm… Gin already ordered for a couple of fitness machines to be delivered to the basement soon~ he said something about a coach to ease birth or sumthin." Zero was starting to drift off to sleep due to the comforting massage.
"Must be nice to have so much money to spare." Ichiru quipped, "Quiet the kept wife, aren't we."
The teasing earned him a side glare, "What part of me is 'kept'"
"Did you spend; purchase anything ever since you move in together?" Ichiru dared.
"Crap…" Zero's eyes widened. It was true that Gin took care of everything as if it was natural for him to do so. He was so subtle about it that Zero never noticed how pampered he was. He frowned when remembering the way he had his card conveniently ready to order the stuff they chose for the nursery as well.
"Told ya…" Ichiru was talking based on the rare visits where he noticed Gin making all the grocery shopping and stocking up the kitchen as well as bringing Zero's favorite snacks. He would be left flabbergasted if he knew to what extent the spoiling of his brother was going.
"By the way… I have not seen him around lately… Kuran…" Zero mumbled without looking at Ichiru, remembering another man who had similar spoiling tendency.
"hmm?" Ichiru hummed mischievously, "Missed him."
"Cut. it. out." Zero warned. He was not sure when or why Ichiru started pestering him about Kaname as if he wanted him to really feel that way about him, and it was really annoying the hunter.
"He had been visiting Ichijou-san often lately. I called Kaito yesterday and he was complaining about the 'bastard pureblood' was bringing work to ease his lover back into the routine." The younger twin laughed at the exasperated tone of the older hunter.
"He probably wants to take his mind off the traumatizing experience." Zero stated flatly, knowing how easy it is to drown in work to avoid unnecessary thoughts and how Kaname would do it whenever he is not in the mood to drown in liquor instead.
"You would know better." Ichiru grinned and earned a punch to the shoulder.
"Were you having a make out session in the bath and it turned disastrous?" Zero suddenly went back to the topic Ichiru avoided for a while.
"Stop it already…" Ichiru whined, muffling him with a pillow.
"What? I am worried about my brother-in-law for having too many repressed fantasies because of his prudish wife." Zero protested playfully, regretting it instantly when Ichiru froze.
"Ich?" he shifted to pull on the shirt of the sulking silverette.
"He told you?" Ichiru asked shyly.
Zero smacked himself internally, "No… It was a drunken slur from when you guys started going steady. He almost ended up with a hole between his eyes though, if he did not fall asleep, drooling on the table right after blurting all sort of outrageous things."
It was around the time Hanabusa was dealing with Zero's promiscuousness and the repercussions of it, leading to the noble flying back and forth whenever Zero notices a new health issue. The hunter had to wonder if he was doing it because of love for Ichiru or because of intense scientist's curiosity at times.
At some point, Hanabusa got himself drunk while Ichiru was attending his classes at business school, a curriculum he liked when subbing for Zero's classes during Keiichi's pregnancy.
"What outrageous things?" Ichiru was curious, but Zero kept quiet.
"Is it about how I cannot go any longer than one round?" Ichiru mumbled shyly the epitome of his embarrassment.
"Gosh! No! Look, I am so not interested in your sex life and that piece of information makes it officially gross for me…" Zero tried to stop, but Ichiru's expression made him hesitate.
"AAAgh! Goddam-" He glanced at his belly and swallowed the words. Sighing deeply, "He just talked about how apprehensive you were toward trying 'new stuff'."
"New stuff?" Ichiru blinked. The younger twin was oblivious to the effort his lover was making all these years to introduce him to fun stuff they could do in bed. It got to the point that Hanabusa reveled in the oblivion of his lover and the innocent soul he had, which made him give up the attempts, especially after the horrified face Ichiru gave about the bath sex and the reciting of all incidents that may happen after googling it.
"You know… Nurse, maid, cat cosplay… What was it again… Ugh, yeah… oil massage… Seriously, there is a limit to how perverted a guy like him can get…" Zero's face scrunched up, "But I guess you already went through them all, and spare me the detail of the love life. So~ did you destroy the tub or did he?"
Ichiru was miffed at the dismissal, "I did and for your information, it was because…" I was spent by the second round and he surprised me "Never mind! What is this maid and cat stuff again?"
Zero explicitly face palmed himself when he realized the hole he dug for himself. I seriously need to AVOID dirty talks with kids, Ichiru and Yuki…
After an uncomfortable explanation on how men can do cosplay, because Ichiru firmly believed that only women can pull them off, Zero finally had the room to himself.
His tired eyes drooped from lack of sleep but what greeted him was not the quiet slumber he hoped for
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He woke up in his apartment by the sound of the shower running. He groggily stood out of the bed, wearing only fresh boxers and stretching until the muscle of his flat stomach flexed to the limit. He shook his arm and pressed a knuckled on his back to ease the sore muscle from the intense 'workout' of last night.
Making his way to the bathroom, a smile crept on his lips as his intentions were making themselves clear with the opening of the shower's glass door.
He felt the heat coiling in his loins at the sight of a wet brown haired man currently pushing the bangs away from his sculpted face. Long eyelashes stuck to a prominent cheekbone as water trickled over closed eyes.
Amethyst eyes travelled further down to the toned chest and flexing biceps, muscles defined but not bulging in anyway. He licked his drying lips and stepped inside the cubicle.
"I thought the point of taking a shower before I leave was to remove any lingering scent that would give us away…" Kaname chuckled as Zero slid behind him and squirted some shower gel that he started gliding over the broad back of the pureblood.
"hmm… You can take that shower later…" Zero purred as he glided his hands on Kaname's sides before hooking them around his waist and teased his lower abdomen without reaching for the part that started begging for his attention once again.
He let out a breathy chuckle when Kaname grabbed the mischievous hands and turned around to lock them above Zero's head, pushing him against the glass wall. The chuckle turned into a moan as soon as lips locked and tongues danced for dominance.
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His eyes shot open and he cursed when feeling his hips bucking slightly against the pillow.
"What am I, a freaking mutt in heat?"
Zero threw the pillows and headed to the en-suite toilet for relief. He glanced at the unfinished work in it as he washed his hands afterwards.
Oh! that's why Ruka said that. They still did not finish installing all amenities around the place.
The silver hunter made a mental note to check if his brother was facing any kind of difficulties while keeping quiet from asking for his help.
In the living room, He found his twin on the carpet, with catalogues scattered all over the place and a notebook he was scribbling on.
"What are you doing?" Zero mumbled while heading to the fridge to grab a cooling drink, happy to find the blueberry juice he liked ever since the beginning of his pregnancy.
"You know… Last minute preps for that small party we have been postponing." Ichiru dismissed.
"Oh! Finally… You are going to sign those papers?" Zero chirped happily. If it was few years back, he would be blasting everything that moves at the idea of his brother taking the name of a vampire family, but now it feels like the natural thing to do.
Ichiru nodded, "I honestly do not think a reception is needed. All I wanted is a small family gathering and some silly chatter, but father-in-law is blowing it out of proportion… again…"
Zero sat on the armchair behind his twin and ruffled his hair, "He is just happy at the thought of you becoming his son for good, in name and all…"
Ichiru gave him a silly smile, exposing how happy he felt despite the grumbling.
"Where will it be?" Zero inquired.
"Oh… Thank god, they agreed to have it by the clearing on campus. I have always loved that place, and it is where… Uhm…" Ichiru did not know how to say it without having Zero tease him about it for a lifetime.
"Let me guess… That is where he made the grand confession?" The older twin drawled.
"Nii-san~" Ichiru bellowed, knowing how sappy that sounded.
"Whatever… When will it be? I hope you kept in mind Gin's return date, he will give me a migraine if he misses it." Zero was almost begging.
"When is it?" Ichiru asked curiously.
"The tenth." Zero deadpanned.
"Oh! I better make it on the ninth then…" Ichiru made it as if he was putting the reminder, earning a leg jamming his back painfully.
"Ichiru!" Zero roared.
"Kidding! Kidding! It's on the twelfth anyways, he has got plenty of time." The younger twin dismissed.
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Not much action here but more mysteries revealed and conspirators coming to light.
Hmm? The dwellers? Enemy/Allies/Neutral? What do you predict guys?
Next chapter is looking like it will be a mix of fun and darkness as well…
Still starting it so I cannot tell how it will turn out yet, but lets cross fingers that I do not get delayed like how it happened with this one T_T
HmHhhh See ya!
Reviews are always welcome by the way ;) Love ya
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I wrote a lemony one shot of the bathtub scene (IchiHana) check it out
s/12048765/1/Missing-lemon-of-Who-am-I-chapter-54
For those into dark stuff, I posted a new story name Domineren. It is KaZe but no romance or comfort, just plain hurt and abuse and twisted passion
s/12056937/1/DOMINEREN