Who: Kurogane, Fai D. Flowright.
When: Monday of Vampire Week, evening.
Where: Kurogane's room.
Summary: With roles reversed, Kurogane is now the one not eating. Fai, unhappy with his hypocracy, storms over for a little talk.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Swearing, much angst, and for goodness sake, it's vampire week, so blood. I don't even know why I
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"Why." he said after a moment, then drew in a breath to compose himself. "Why... are you being such an idiot?" His fists trembled where he held them forcefully at his sides.
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Which was absolutely useless, he admitted to himself, but at least it wouldn't make him feel like a puppet. He'd been grappling with that somewhere in the background from the very beginning, because yes, the "Doctor" did remind him of the bastard who had killed his mother, if only for the same sick fascination they had with controlling others for their own twisted pleasure; the thought of simply playing along made him sick.
"And anyway," he added, "this only lasts a week; you've easily gone without blood for that long, right?" Kurogane smirked and looked up at the mage, just daring him to argue.
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"It's not about choice." he said, glancing to the floor. "This time, it's about surviving with your sanity intact."
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“And it is not about survival, because this thing will be reversed in less than seven days.
“There is no choice in your case,” he bit back, eyes glaring, “because unless you get your magic back you’re stuck being a vampire for good. You have no choice, and you have to survive by drinking blood, and I’ll make sure you do that if I have to almost bleed myself to death each time, because that is important, that’s not a game, not something to be fooled around with and observed.
“But this week, this is nothing. And I will not go down that road just for a whim.”
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"Hypocrite." he uttered, and his face exploded into livid fury. He grabbed the front of the ninja's clothing bringing his face closer, his other arm raised and hand curled into a fist, trembling in place. "You disgusting hypocrite! How can you just sit there and say that?!" He yelled in Kurogane's face.
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He wanted the mage out, and he’d banked on the man’s common sense to avoid confrontation, to realise that Kurogane might not quite be in his right mind (though thankfully it wasn’t yet as bad as that), but the mage had to be a bigger fool than he had previously thought, or instead he wanted to vent his anger. Which was quite new, and something Kurogane would think about later, not now, with the man in his face and that damn neck ( ... )
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“You wanted to give up,” he answered as the thought came from nowhere, fully formed, “I didn’t want to let you; none of us did.” He would have liked to close his eyes and focus, drown out the pounding in his ears, but looking away would suggest he wanted to avoid the conversation, and that’s the last thing he wanted to do. So he kept staring at the mage, legs folded under him and his arms crossed, and willed this conversation over so he could get himself under control again.
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"I-..." he stuttered, but couldn't finish the sentence. He thought he'd buried this, the concern, thought it was over now, after they'd got back to Nihon. Clearly, it wasn't. He didn't know what to think about that.
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"You needed me to live. And I... I need you to live, Kurogane." he said, stepping closer to the bed. "If I promise to stop being so... restant, in future, will you stop being like this now?" He supposed this was somewhat of an unfair trade, since he would be doing it for the rest of his life and Kurogane would be only like this for a week, but he knew the kind of suffering this would lead to, and it was one thing to torment himself, and quite another to watch Kurogane do it.
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“What makes you think it’ll work?,” he smirked, enjoying himself. “There’re only six more days of this, and then we get back where we started - you having to drink just to live, me waiting for you to get to your senses. Six days go by awfully fast.”
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A rather mean idea occoured to the ex-wizard then. Unbidden, a smirk made it's way to his face. Abrubtly, he twisted on the bed and plopped himself into the ninja's lap, grinning devilishly. It had become somewhat of a battle of wills now, and Fai was determined to win.
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