Into the Night (FINAL CHAPTER)
Into the Night
Author : Pooobaihr
Beta: shullieq
Chapters: 10B (FINAL) / 10 + Epilogue
Pairings : Uruha/Kai (onesided), Kai/OFC, Ruki/Reita , Aoi/Uruha/Kai
Band: the GazettE,
Guests: Dir en grey, Aki (SID) , Tora (Alice Nine)
Genre : AU, Vampires, Horror?, Action (if you squint), smut, slight romance(well..if you squint), Drama
Rating : NC-17
Warnings : The game ends.... blood blood and more blood
Summary : Reita and Kai are sent undercover to find a serial killer.
Disclaimer : Eatz Ah Lieeya!!
Comments :Its been a really long wait. This is it! The final chapter! I can't believe its taking this long to finish it, but I am finally done! Remember there is an Epilogue that comes up in a couple days. It's already written out so no long waiting! :) COMMENTS = LOVE!
Yutaka’s adrenaline began to speed through his body. He quickly brought his attention to Akira, brows knotting together as he screamed through his cloth, struggling against his own confinements and ignoring the tinge of pain flowing through his shoulder. He knew the other wouldn't understand what he was saying, but he at least hoped that maybe something in his facial expression would relay his meaning. ‘Run! Don’t look back!’ He knew what was in store for the blond detective. When the blue eyed creature had returned to the home, he was anything but vague on the plans he had for the other. Yutaka would rather sacrifice himself than to have Akira fall with him.
Ruki laughed at the two cops, pulling back on Akira’s arms, forcing him to stumble backwards and fall down onto his left knee. He could sense both of their wills, pulling towards one another. Each wanting to save the other from their unfortunate end. He thought it was cute. Something you’d see out of a fairy tale movie. He eyed Yutaka, grinning at his desperate attempt to warn the other male. Tugging Akira close, eyes still glued on the other cop, he spoke in his ear, ”Your friend here has been chosen to become Uruha’s puppet. He’s taken a strong liking towards him - even gave him a new name. Isn't that right, Kai?” Yutaka squealed behind his cloth, trying to bring the anger he felt up to his eyes. Ruki only smirked back.
“What do you mean puppet? We’re human beings!! We eat, sleep and breath the same as you!” Akira growled, cutting his eyes at the other, jerking away from his touch.
“Precisely! You’ve heard the phrase, ‘You are what you eat’, haven't you?“ Ruki purred, chuckling a little as he pet Akira slowly across the top of his head. “You humans are nothing but a walking life force for us, though sometimes we may want to preserve you for a while. You know, have a little fun? We could care less what happens to you, so long as that precious, “ he stroked the side of the blond’s neck with a sharp nail, lowering his voice to almost a whisper, “precious blood doesn't go to waste.”
Just then, a door from the other side of the hall opened and with a blink of an eye, the two other suspects appeared, each with an arm linked around the other. Akira glared daggers as they strolled into the room though neither cared to glance his way. The one with highlights was wearing an over-sized white dress shirt that clearly didn’t belong to him. The sleeves were long and the cuffs, along with the buttons up to his navel, were undone. To his relief, the young man had on a pair of boxer briefs which were also white with a black rim. The other male, with much darker hair, gathered together in a ponytail, was shirtless and in a pair of navy, silk pajama pants. Their overall demeanor seemed exhausted, but it was short lived. The one in white didn't waste any time detaching himself from the other to move towards Yutaka. His eyes turned a bright amber hue as they peered through long strands of blond and light brown hair..
“Get the fuck away from him you sick fuck!” Akira barked, jerking himself towards the young Vampire as he gracefully sat down on Yutaka’s lap.
“He belongs to me,” Uruha replied in a soft, matter of fact, tone. He gave an uninterested glance towards Akira before he slid an arm around Yutaka’s shoulders, leaning his head against his forehead, “I can be as close to him as I damn well please.” He could feel Yutaka shudder then as his heart picked up pace. He touched the detective’s chest, feeling the muscle thunder under the warm skin. In a silent stare, he dared the young cop to move. To show even the slightest bit of resistance, just so he could prove to the both of them they no longer had a choice and that no matter what they tried, he and his friends would have their way. Yutaka’s chest heaved up and down as if he were hyperventilating, but he stayed put. Uruha smiled.
“You people are fucking demented!” Akira shouted.
“You have no idea,” Uruha cooed, pulling the gag down from Yutaka’s mouth, ignoring the whimpers as he planting a kiss on his lips. The soft pieces of flesh trembled under his own, sobs escaping out the sides. Deepening their kiss, Uruha forced his tongue inside. Yutaka gagged and began to cry.
Without thinking, Akira used every ounce of strength he had to push himself up. He figured that the only choice he had now was to wing it . There was no point in making any plans because Ruki would know before he actually did it and if the other two were anything like the midget (which he’d bet everything he owned they were) they’d know as well. He’d have to not only surprise them but himself also. He staggered back, forcing both himself and Ruki to crash into the wall behind them. By pure luck, Ruki had let go of his hands and he was free. But the taste of freedom only lasted a moment. Akira had lost his footing, stumbling down to the floor. He was quickly on his hands and knees, crawling towards his partner when the shirtless brunette appeared next to him suddenly, kicking him on his left side, sending him rolling across the floor. Akira grabbed at his sides, gasping for air. He could have sworn he heard something snap when the other’s foot collided into his ribs. The labored breathing and excruciating pain was all the proof he needed to know that his ribs had in fact been broken and had more than likely punctured the lung they once protected.
“Fucking humans..” Aoi growled, swiftly moving towards the cop, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and bringing him to eye level, “You fucking little piece of shit! I should rip your throat out!” Akira then spat in his face and Aoi threw him across the room like a rag doll.
Ruki didn't waste any time, moving too fast to be seen by the human eye, snagging the blond out of the air before he met his end with the wall. “This is my toy, Aoi,” he half joked, half scolded with blazing blue eyes, “Only person that’s going to kill him is me.... Uruha, you ready?” He kept his icy stare on his captive, giving him a sinister grin as he heard the younger vampire pull away from Yutaka, chuckling.
Akira’s mind was reeling as waves of dizziness pounded his skull. It was getting harder to breathe and harder to concentrate on what was going on. He helplessly hung in Ruki’s grasp like the toy they claimed him to be. Clenching his eyes shut, he willed away the awful sensations flooding his body. The pessimist in him took over completely as Ruki turned him towards the others, curling his arms around his lank body, pulling him against his small frame while taking a seat on the floor.
This was it. The end. Shadows flowed across his vision as his eyes tried to focus on the scene in front of him. He had no idea what to expect from the three demons. Maybe they were going to force him to watch them rip Yutaka apart. Taking each limb and creatively pulling it away from his fragile form. Or maybe they’d make him watch them disembowel him. One of Mika’s sharp kitchen knives would probably be used to slice right through the middle of Yutaka’s body and his innards would just dump out onto the floor. It was possible that they didn’t even need a knife. Maybe all it took was to shove their hand as hard as possible through the other. Akira shivered, stomach somersaulting as he jerked to the side when Ruki placed his chin on his shoulder.
“You’ve got a very interesting imagination,” Ruki purred, leaning his head against the other, “but you’re completely off base. How about you just watch and I’ll give you a little commentary.” When Akira didn’t respond, Ruki gave a nod to his companions.
Uruha ran his fingers through Yutaka’s hair, smiling softly as he looked into his teary, blood shot eyes. He then unbuttoned his shirt, letting the meaningless fabric fall to the floor. Leaning over, he feathered his lips against the shuddering flesh of Yutaka’s neck, trying his damnedest not to have a taste. Of course having a sample of the cop’s blood would do no harm to the plan he had set, but, Uruha knew that he’d become overwhelmed in his flavor and end up taking all of his blood instead of a few drops. Easing his tongue out, he slid it against the skin, relishing in the cop’s musky flavor.
“It’s so hard to keep from tasting you.” he muttered, gliding his hips up until his clothed, rock hard manhood rubbed against the exposed, limp one. “Do you feel me Kai?” he whispered, moving his lips to an ear, nibbling on the lobe as he began to rock his hips, “It’s real this time.”
Yutaka had no response. He wanted to scoot as far away from the amber eyed being as possible, but he couldn’t. He wished he could steal a glance at his partner in a silent plea for help, but he was too afraid to look his way. Maybe Uruha would get jealous and harm Akira. All that was left to do was beg. Beg to be released unharmed or at least alive and in one piece. Even if that meant they had to make some outlandish proposal. The idea itself was hard to grasp. It would mean he’d probably have to allow them to go free and lie to his boss and coworkers about what had happened. He’d lose his job and maybe even face some of his own charges, but he had to choose the better option.
“Please,” he muttered so low that he even wondered if he had actually spoken. The corners of his eyes burned as tears began to swell again. He could deal with being thrown in jail and spending years behind bars. At least with that, there was a date he’d be free. Death doesn’t have an option. “Just.. let me go.. I swear we’ll tell the boss that this was just some huge misunderstanding!” He watched Uruha as his head tipped, facial features full of lust and wonder.
“This has nothing to do with your job.” Uruha nipped the fullest part of Yutaka’s lips, shivering as drops of blood tingled against his tongue. He then glanced to Aoi, nodding for him to come and untie the cop from his chair. He rose to his feet, slowly tugging down his boxers, revealing himself completely, “I’ve wanted you since the day I saw you. There’s no getting out of it.”
Akira gasped as Uruha’s clothes hit the floor. Though his ribs were in bad shape, he still tried his best to get out of Ruki’s clutches. “You cant do this!!!” he shouted. Jumping and jerking, trying to get free, “He has a fiancé! He has a life that does NOT include you!”
Of all times Akira could use that brass talk, the current time was not it. Yutaka could feel the change in Uruha’s attitude at the mention of his fiancé. It was safe to say he didn’t approve of her. When he felt his bindings come loose, Yutaka had immediately thought to make a run for it, but his hopes were dashed when not even a second after the idea formed, he was hoisted to his feet and held firmly in place. A quick glance over his shoulder revealed a fox like grin from the brown eyed vampire, proving, once again, that they were screwed.
“If you think you’re trying to help Yutaka, Akira, You’re failing miserably. Uruha kun hates women and the fact that one stands in the way of what he desires, will only make this situation worse.” Ruki planted a kiss on the blond’s cheek, grinning as he saw Uruha wrap his arms around Yutaka’s hips and tug him close. “He may even decide to rip her head off her shoulders and keep it as a trophy.” He didn’t have to look at Akira to know he was beyond freaked out.
The idea of that dreaded woman’s head skewered on a tree branch was a tempting one. It made Uruha smile like a kid on Christmas morning. Maybe he would visit the woman and do just that. He slowly slid his fingers up Yutaka’s hip, waist and then finally shoulder. “She’ll forget about you, you know..” he breathed, dragging his nails around Yutaka’s shoulder and down his back, “but I’ll always remember.” He took a deep breath as Yutaka’s screams filled the room, soaking up the sounds, fueling his desires.
Taking a step back, Uruha laid down on the floor, smiling as Aoi moved Yutaka towards him. Yutaka was frantically trying to stop himself from being moved, but he was no match for Aoi’s strength. Using a sharp fingernail, Uruha sliced the palm of his hand, grimacing a bit at the small tinge of pain he felt before the crimson liquid began to flow past the wound. He then coated his hard cock with the fluid, but not to help ease himself into the other. Quite frankly Yutaka’s comfort was the last thing on his mind, it was simply a better way for him to get his blood inside of his body.
“Blood is something that’s very important to us, Akira. Much like humans, its what gives us life and if we lose too much of it; death. We feed on humans because it is the only thing that will keep us alive. Everything else is irrelevant.” Sliding a hand under the blond’s shirt, Ruki began to slowly stroke the skin there. The muscles underneath the soft layer flexed as Akira pulled away from his touch. Ruki chuckled, his hand quickly regaining its spot and sliding up his chest, “But in this situation, its the Vampire blood being used. Think of it as.... Yutaka being forced to make a contract with Uruha. Like he’s signing one of those pain in the ass 2 year contracts for a free cell phone.”
“What do you mean?” Akira growled, eyes still fixated on his pleading friend, “Are you going to turn him into what you are?”
“Exactly as I said. Yutaka is being forced to make a contract with Uruha. And no. He will not be one of us.” He pinched Akira’s nipple, moaning at the displeased groan leaving the other’s mouth, “When our blood is mixed with human blood, a war begins in the system. By nature, Vampire blood is to take over the body and change it into a new creature, but it cannot do that if there is already an occupant.
Think of it like this. When a virus is introduced into the body, all of the natural defenses kick into action and try to get rid of the intruder. Sometimes, the intruder is too strong and the body ends up taking on more damage, weakening it until the host, our friend there, dies. Now depending on how strong the body is, will determine how long it will take to break down.” Furrowing his brow at the mental questions Akira asked, Ruki lost all trace of amusement in his face, blue eyes gleaming, “He will die, Akira. Make no mistake about that. When, is the only question.”
Aoi licked his lips at the sight before him. Uruha rocked his hips as he stroked his length to completion. The aroma of that sweet blood, billowing through the quickly healing wound, danced up to his nose, lighting his brown eyes up in delight. His own length pushing against his silk pants as he came to a stop at Uruha’s feet. Yutaka continued to struggle, stiffening himself to keep from being forced to sit. Aoi sneered, sliding a hand down Yutaka’s torso, grabbing onto his exposed cock. “You can make this much easier if you cooperate, Kai chan. If I try and make you sit, you’ll break into huge pieces. Or is that something you’d prefer?” He stroked the limp flesh, sneer stretching into a grin as he listened to the thoughts streaming through Yutaka’s mind. Almost immediately the cop relaxed his muscles while another came alive.
Breathing heavily as his body temperature rose, Yutaka did as he was told and lowered down to his knees, straddling over Uruha’s hips. He heard what Ruki had said. He could either struggle and be mutilated, or give in and slowly die. Both options were complete bullshit but he really didn’t have a choice in the matter. He’d rather Akira see him humiliated than butchered. Akira hated gory murder scenes. Yutaka could feel the tip of Uruha’s cock, nudging at his entrance and on instinct jerked back towards Aoi.
“Kai chan~” the brunette scolded, clicking his tongue against his teeth as he moved Yutaka back into place..
“I just.... I ... I..” He was at a loss for words.
“Don’t be scared Kai,” Uruha set up, wrapping his arms around Kai’s torso, pulling him close enough to where his lips could reach his ear, “I promise you, after a while, you’ll love it.” He then captured Yutaka’s quivering lips with his own, deepening the kiss as he reached back to his length, guiding it to his hole.
Akira screamed for them to leave Yutaka alone. He struggled to pull Ruki’s hands away from his body, crying out in agony when the brunette tightened his grip around his chest. Through tear filled eyes, he saw the pale boy’s bloodied dick slide into a screaming Yutaka.
Uruha gasped as the detective’s warmth enveloped him, biting down onto his own tongue and sliding the bleeding muscle back into Yutaka’s open mouth, completely ignoring the objecting tongue inside, swallowing his cries. He indulged in the gagging sounds coming from his new lover as his finger tips smoothed over Yutaka’s back. He could feel the other’s muscles twitch and jerk; the body’s way of saying something was wrong. Uruha grinned through the kiss, nudging his hips up, pushing himself inside. The hole clenched around his member before trying to push him back out. Uruha moaned wantonly into Yutaka’s mouth, holding his waist tighter as he shoved himself in deeper.
An unbearable pain began to flood Yutaka’s body. He knew it wasn’t completely because of the intruding genital, that sensation stayed mainly below the waist. This overwhelming feeling burned through his whole body. Traveling through his veins, causing every muscle to go haywire and in the midst of all the chaos, bits and pieces of his memory slowly began to fade into oblivion. ‘NO!’ he mentally shouted, as the tiny person in his head scrambled to save those thoughts. It was a pointless feat. The memory of him learning how to ride a bike or his first date with Annie, couldn’t save him from what was happening to him now, but it was all he knew he could do. Every second that Uruha spent inside of him, a piece of himself disappeared. Little things that held no true meaning along with important information were becoming harder and harder to recall. He tried to tug himself back, but realized he couldn’t move, not by his own will at least.
Aoi slid his hands around to the front of Yutaka’s hips, grabbing hold of his cock and giving it a few firm strokes. He lowered his lips to his neck, kissing, sucking and nipping the skin there. He pressed himself against his backside, rolling his hips, feeling himself grow as he continued his actions. Taking a look out the corner of his eye, he returned the smirk his creator was giving him. He knew Ruki was loving the scene in front of him. He could see the hunger in his eyes.
“Oh, I forgot to mention one thing, “ Ruki said, digging his nails into the blond’s chest, he raked his nails over the soft, naturally defined skin, earning a pleasant scream from his toy. Removing his hand from under the shirt, he sucked the tips of his blood covered fingers, “When your friend dies, it won't be a normal death.” Akira looked at him, trembling with horrified eyes. Ruki chuckled, laying the cop flat on his back, straddling his hips and raising the shirt up to reveal his open wounds. “So good...” he whispered, snaking his tongue out from between his pale plump lips, sliding it across the 3 long, deep scars. As each savory droplet coated his tongue, Ruki rolled his hips, making sure to add the right amount of pressure onto Akira’s crotch.
Akira grunted, pain sliding through the nerves in his chest to his brain. He tried to use what little strength he had left to push the other off of him while raising his hips, but when Ruki stopped his teasing, it was as if a boulder sat on top of him; solid and unmoving. Another sharp pain coursed through his system as he felt Ruki’s tongue push through the meat of one of the scars, clearly searching for more blood. Arching his back, he howled in agony as teeth sank into his wounds and manicured nails dug into his sides, literally.
“When introduced into the body, the blood automatically takes over the nervous system. That is the first thing weakened, making it easier for Uruha to control him. After the blood has wreaked havoc and the body breaks down, the vampire blood will continue to animate his body. He’ll be what you call.... What is it...” Raising his head from Akira’s chest, he looked into those frightened brown orbs, well aware that his own blue eyes were shining bright with blood lust. He licked his lips, grabbing the top of Akira’s shirt and ripping it down the middle, “Zombie? Or something like that.”
Akira felt his eyes bulge. Any wider he was sure his eyeballs would roll from their sockets. It was already hard to accept the fact that these three were not the regular perps they picked up on a daily basis. But he had seen these three in action. Had seen what all they can do and was sure there was more that he hadn't seen yet. But Zombies? That’s a whole other level of ‘What the fuck!’ he wasn’t sure he wanted to even witness. Like it or not, it was happening to Yutaka already. He turned his head, feeling Ruki lean back down and attach himself to one of his wounds again. Akira tried to suppress the pain, but seeing Yutaka go through his own ordeal, unable to speak because a tongue was shoved down his throat, unable to fight because the two creatures subduing him had the strength of many men, not to mention the blood that was being put into his body had probably already began its raid on his system. It was enough to break Akira down completely. Giving in to his own torture, he hoped the pain would be enough to put him out; permanently.
Ruki glanced up, smiling as his burgundy colored tongue ran over his matching pair of lips, “Those disgusting things are an abomination. As soon as he reaches that point, Uruha would be long finished with him. He’ll rip his heart out and take his head.” He cackled as Akira began to wriggle and fight underneath him. Ruki grabbed both of his arms and raised them above his head, sliding his tongue up the cop’s chest, past his neck and to his cursing lips, “That’s the only way to kill us and them, ya know. But don’t worry, Reita kun... That is your new name, by the way. Uruha figured you’d need one.” He kissed them softly, “You won’t suffer the same fate as him,” Sliding his lips from the other pair to an ear while snaking his free hand down past the rim of the cop’s pants and boxers. Ruki cupped Akira’s genitals, giving them a firm squeeze, whispering, “I like my prey, alive and aware. There’s nothing like watching the unwilling fall apart because their body betrayed them.”
Across the room, removing himself from Yutaka’s lips, Uruha looked to Aoi, whom had already taken off his pants and was stroking himself with Yutaka leaned back against him, staring off in the distance, body trembling uncontrollably. Uruha moved forward, capturing the elder vampire’s lips with his own, allowing him to taste the blood he shared with his toy. The moan he heard leaving his lover’s throat sent a pleasurable chill down his spine. As their tongues danced, a strong desire swept through Uruha’s gut and their kiss became sloppy. He could feel Aoi’s lips turn up in a grin, deepening their kiss with an overflow of his own blood.
Yutaka felt his breathing hitch as his body began to accept what was being done. The burning sensation was starting to subside as the final pieces of what made Yutaka who he was, dimmed. At the edge of his psyche, he could feel Uruha tugging at him, coaxing him to relax and let the blood take over. “ It’s inevitable,” he heard him say, as Yutaka blinked his eyes, head lolling to the side when he was moved from a sitting position onto his back. He was now staring directly over to his partner, his best friend of 3 years. The edges of his sight began to darken as cold lips sucked at his nipples and two sets of hands caressed his skin. His manhood brushed against his abdomen, throbbing as an aching need awakened inside of him. ‘ That’s it,'' he heard somewhere deep inside his mind, ‘Feel me. Feel my need for you.’ Something told Yutaka to ignore those words. To fight the beautiful honey eyed man off and go to the man on the other side of the room. But as a pleasing sensation coursed through his body, that pleading voice ceased and the blond was no longer recognizable.
Tears rolled from Akira’s eyes as he turned his head towards Yutaka. “Yu!” he called out, coughing some as the taste of blood began to tickle his taste buds. Yutaka gave no kind of response. He only stared back at him, as if he were seeing straight through him. Shaking his head in denial, Akira called out again, enduring the pain that spread across his chest and ignoring the sensation happening in his pants. Though he could tell Yutaka was still alive, the fun loving brunette was no longer the guy he once knew. His eyes no longer held emotion and other than the sign of breathing, his body seemed almost stiff. Robotic.
“See that look...” Ruki said as he removed his hand from Akira’s not-so-soft dick and placed a finger under the blond’s chin, slowly turning him to where their eyes would meet, “It means he’s gone. Your friend is no more. You may as well consider him dead because there is no way to get him back.” With a somber nod, Ruki stood to his feet, still holding Akira’s hands in his own. He gave a glance towards his lovers, content that they were both enjoying themselves and that the threat of exposure was no more. All there was left to do now was to leave. They had spent more than enough time in this city and now that they have taken captives from law enforcement, their lives would only become more troublesome. Ruki loved excitement, but sticking around would bring more than he’d rather deal with. Not to mention, clean up would be a bitch. Turning towards the door, Ruki began to walk, effortlessly dragging Akira along with him.
Akira screamed in agony as his muscles moved in his body, spreading the pain like fire. “YUTAKA!!” He continuously shouted, as the image of his fallen friend grew further away until he was removed from the room completely. He soon felt a wetness on the back of his pants and regrettably turned his head to see they were passing Mika’s mangled body. Inhaling deeper than he ever knew he could, Akira let out a scream. With the last bit of his strength he wriggled about violently. The soles of his shoes slipping and sliding in thick, dark liquid. “HELP!!!!” he hollered.
“Ring around the rosie...“
Ruki didn’t care how loud Akira screamed or how much he thrashed around.
“A pocket full of posies...”
The game was done and now it was time to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
“Ashes...”
He opened the door to the second bedroom.
“Ashes...”
And pulled Akira inside.
“We all fall down.”
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A/N: I really hope you all enjoyed this fic. I know its taken me so many YEARS to complete it, but I have finally finished it as I promised. I hope it lived up to what you expected. I hope those of you that may be disappointed aren't too upset. An epilogue will appear in a couple days. I want everyone to get a chance to read this first and then I will post it. Anyways.. I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :D As always, let me know if there is something that seems to be missing.
Author : Pooobaihr
Beta: shullieq
Chapters: 10B (FINAL) / 10 + Epilogue
Pairings : Uruha/Kai (onesided), Kai/OFC, Ruki/Reita , Aoi/Uruha/Kai
Band: the GazettE,
Guests: Dir en grey, Aki (SID) , Tora (Alice Nine)
Genre : AU, Vampires, Horror?, Action (if you squint), smut, slight romance(well..if you squint), Drama
Rating : NC-17
Warnings : The game ends.... blood blood and more blood
Summary : Reita and Kai are sent undercover to find a serial killer.
Disclaimer : Eatz Ah Lieeya!!
Comments :Its been a really long wait. This is it! The final chapter! I can't believe its taking this long to finish it, but I am finally done! Remember there is an Epilogue that comes up in a couple days. It's already written out so no long waiting! :) COMMENTS = LOVE!
Yutaka’s adrenaline began to speed through his body. He quickly brought his attention to Akira, brows knotting together as he screamed through his cloth, struggling against his own confinements and ignoring the tinge of pain flowing through his shoulder. He knew the other wouldn't understand what he was saying, but he at least hoped that maybe something in his facial expression would relay his meaning. ‘Run! Don’t look back!’ He knew what was in store for the blond detective. When the blue eyed creature had returned to the home, he was anything but vague on the plans he had for the other. Yutaka would rather sacrifice himself than to have Akira fall with him.
Ruki laughed at the two cops, pulling back on Akira’s arms, forcing him to stumble backwards and fall down onto his left knee. He could sense both of their wills, pulling towards one another. Each wanting to save the other from their unfortunate end. He thought it was cute. Something you’d see out of a fairy tale movie. He eyed Yutaka, grinning at his desperate attempt to warn the other male. Tugging Akira close, eyes still glued on the other cop, he spoke in his ear, ”Your friend here has been chosen to become Uruha’s puppet. He’s taken a strong liking towards him - even gave him a new name. Isn't that right, Kai?” Yutaka squealed behind his cloth, trying to bring the anger he felt up to his eyes. Ruki only smirked back.
“What do you mean puppet? We’re human beings!! We eat, sleep and breath the same as you!” Akira growled, cutting his eyes at the other, jerking away from his touch.
“Precisely! You’ve heard the phrase, ‘You are what you eat’, haven't you?“ Ruki purred, chuckling a little as he pet Akira slowly across the top of his head. “You humans are nothing but a walking life force for us, though sometimes we may want to preserve you for a while. You know, have a little fun? We could care less what happens to you, so long as that precious, “ he stroked the side of the blond’s neck with a sharp nail, lowering his voice to almost a whisper, “precious blood doesn't go to waste.”
Just then, a door from the other side of the hall opened and with a blink of an eye, the two other suspects appeared, each with an arm linked around the other. Akira glared daggers as they strolled into the room though neither cared to glance his way. The one with highlights was wearing an over-sized white dress shirt that clearly didn’t belong to him. The sleeves were long and the cuffs, along with the buttons up to his navel, were undone. To his relief, the young man had on a pair of boxer briefs which were also white with a black rim. The other male, with much darker hair, gathered together in a ponytail, was shirtless and in a pair of navy, silk pajama pants. Their overall demeanor seemed exhausted, but it was short lived. The one in white didn't waste any time detaching himself from the other to move towards Yutaka. His eyes turned a bright amber hue as they peered through long strands of blond and light brown hair..
“Get the fuck away from him you sick fuck!” Akira barked, jerking himself towards the young Vampire as he gracefully sat down on Yutaka’s lap.
“He belongs to me,” Uruha replied in a soft, matter of fact, tone. He gave an uninterested glance towards Akira before he slid an arm around Yutaka’s shoulders, leaning his head against his forehead, “I can be as close to him as I damn well please.” He could feel Yutaka shudder then as his heart picked up pace. He touched the detective’s chest, feeling the muscle thunder under the warm skin. In a silent stare, he dared the young cop to move. To show even the slightest bit of resistance, just so he could prove to the both of them they no longer had a choice and that no matter what they tried, he and his friends would have their way. Yutaka’s chest heaved up and down as if he were hyperventilating, but he stayed put. Uruha smiled.
“You people are fucking demented!” Akira shouted.
“You have no idea,” Uruha cooed, pulling the gag down from Yutaka’s mouth, ignoring the whimpers as he planting a kiss on his lips. The soft pieces of flesh trembled under his own, sobs escaping out the sides. Deepening their kiss, Uruha forced his tongue inside. Yutaka gagged and began to cry.
Without thinking, Akira used every ounce of strength he had to push himself up. He figured that the only choice he had now was to wing it . There was no point in making any plans because Ruki would know before he actually did it and if the other two were anything like the midget (which he’d bet everything he owned they were) they’d know as well. He’d have to not only surprise them but himself also. He staggered back, forcing both himself and Ruki to crash into the wall behind them. By pure luck, Ruki had let go of his hands and he was free. But the taste of freedom only lasted a moment. Akira had lost his footing, stumbling down to the floor. He was quickly on his hands and knees, crawling towards his partner when the shirtless brunette appeared next to him suddenly, kicking him on his left side, sending him rolling across the floor. Akira grabbed at his sides, gasping for air. He could have sworn he heard something snap when the other’s foot collided into his ribs. The labored breathing and excruciating pain was all the proof he needed to know that his ribs had in fact been broken and had more than likely punctured the lung they once protected.
“Fucking humans..” Aoi growled, swiftly moving towards the cop, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and bringing him to eye level, “You fucking little piece of shit! I should rip your throat out!” Akira then spat in his face and Aoi threw him across the room like a rag doll.
Ruki didn't waste any time, moving too fast to be seen by the human eye, snagging the blond out of the air before he met his end with the wall. “This is my toy, Aoi,” he half joked, half scolded with blazing blue eyes, “Only person that’s going to kill him is me.... Uruha, you ready?” He kept his icy stare on his captive, giving him a sinister grin as he heard the younger vampire pull away from Yutaka, chuckling.
Akira’s mind was reeling as waves of dizziness pounded his skull. It was getting harder to breathe and harder to concentrate on what was going on. He helplessly hung in Ruki’s grasp like the toy they claimed him to be. Clenching his eyes shut, he willed away the awful sensations flooding his body. The pessimist in him took over completely as Ruki turned him towards the others, curling his arms around his lank body, pulling him against his small frame while taking a seat on the floor.
This was it. The end. Shadows flowed across his vision as his eyes tried to focus on the scene in front of him. He had no idea what to expect from the three demons. Maybe they were going to force him to watch them rip Yutaka apart. Taking each limb and creatively pulling it away from his fragile form. Or maybe they’d make him watch them disembowel him. One of Mika’s sharp kitchen knives would probably be used to slice right through the middle of Yutaka’s body and his innards would just dump out onto the floor. It was possible that they didn’t even need a knife. Maybe all it took was to shove their hand as hard as possible through the other. Akira shivered, stomach somersaulting as he jerked to the side when Ruki placed his chin on his shoulder.
“You’ve got a very interesting imagination,” Ruki purred, leaning his head against the other, “but you’re completely off base. How about you just watch and I’ll give you a little commentary.” When Akira didn’t respond, Ruki gave a nod to his companions.
Uruha ran his fingers through Yutaka’s hair, smiling softly as he looked into his teary, blood shot eyes. He then unbuttoned his shirt, letting the meaningless fabric fall to the floor. Leaning over, he feathered his lips against the shuddering flesh of Yutaka’s neck, trying his damnedest not to have a taste. Of course having a sample of the cop’s blood would do no harm to the plan he had set, but, Uruha knew that he’d become overwhelmed in his flavor and end up taking all of his blood instead of a few drops. Easing his tongue out, he slid it against the skin, relishing in the cop’s musky flavor.
“It’s so hard to keep from tasting you.” he muttered, gliding his hips up until his clothed, rock hard manhood rubbed against the exposed, limp one. “Do you feel me Kai?” he whispered, moving his lips to an ear, nibbling on the lobe as he began to rock his hips, “It’s real this time.”
Yutaka had no response. He wanted to scoot as far away from the amber eyed being as possible, but he couldn’t. He wished he could steal a glance at his partner in a silent plea for help, but he was too afraid to look his way. Maybe Uruha would get jealous and harm Akira. All that was left to do was beg. Beg to be released unharmed or at least alive and in one piece. Even if that meant they had to make some outlandish proposal. The idea itself was hard to grasp. It would mean he’d probably have to allow them to go free and lie to his boss and coworkers about what had happened. He’d lose his job and maybe even face some of his own charges, but he had to choose the better option.
“Please,” he muttered so low that he even wondered if he had actually spoken. The corners of his eyes burned as tears began to swell again. He could deal with being thrown in jail and spending years behind bars. At least with that, there was a date he’d be free. Death doesn’t have an option. “Just.. let me go.. I swear we’ll tell the boss that this was just some huge misunderstanding!” He watched Uruha as his head tipped, facial features full of lust and wonder.
“This has nothing to do with your job.” Uruha nipped the fullest part of Yutaka’s lips, shivering as drops of blood tingled against his tongue. He then glanced to Aoi, nodding for him to come and untie the cop from his chair. He rose to his feet, slowly tugging down his boxers, revealing himself completely, “I’ve wanted you since the day I saw you. There’s no getting out of it.”
Akira gasped as Uruha’s clothes hit the floor. Though his ribs were in bad shape, he still tried his best to get out of Ruki’s clutches. “You cant do this!!!” he shouted. Jumping and jerking, trying to get free, “He has a fiancé! He has a life that does NOT include you!”
Of all times Akira could use that brass talk, the current time was not it. Yutaka could feel the change in Uruha’s attitude at the mention of his fiancé. It was safe to say he didn’t approve of her. When he felt his bindings come loose, Yutaka had immediately thought to make a run for it, but his hopes were dashed when not even a second after the idea formed, he was hoisted to his feet and held firmly in place. A quick glance over his shoulder revealed a fox like grin from the brown eyed vampire, proving, once again, that they were screwed.
“If you think you’re trying to help Yutaka, Akira, You’re failing miserably. Uruha kun hates women and the fact that one stands in the way of what he desires, will only make this situation worse.” Ruki planted a kiss on the blond’s cheek, grinning as he saw Uruha wrap his arms around Yutaka’s hips and tug him close. “He may even decide to rip her head off her shoulders and keep it as a trophy.” He didn’t have to look at Akira to know he was beyond freaked out.
The idea of that dreaded woman’s head skewered on a tree branch was a tempting one. It made Uruha smile like a kid on Christmas morning. Maybe he would visit the woman and do just that. He slowly slid his fingers up Yutaka’s hip, waist and then finally shoulder. “She’ll forget about you, you know..” he breathed, dragging his nails around Yutaka’s shoulder and down his back, “but I’ll always remember.” He took a deep breath as Yutaka’s screams filled the room, soaking up the sounds, fueling his desires.
Taking a step back, Uruha laid down on the floor, smiling as Aoi moved Yutaka towards him. Yutaka was frantically trying to stop himself from being moved, but he was no match for Aoi’s strength. Using a sharp fingernail, Uruha sliced the palm of his hand, grimacing a bit at the small tinge of pain he felt before the crimson liquid began to flow past the wound. He then coated his hard cock with the fluid, but not to help ease himself into the other. Quite frankly Yutaka’s comfort was the last thing on his mind, it was simply a better way for him to get his blood inside of his body.
“Blood is something that’s very important to us, Akira. Much like humans, its what gives us life and if we lose too much of it; death. We feed on humans because it is the only thing that will keep us alive. Everything else is irrelevant.” Sliding a hand under the blond’s shirt, Ruki began to slowly stroke the skin there. The muscles underneath the soft layer flexed as Akira pulled away from his touch. Ruki chuckled, his hand quickly regaining its spot and sliding up his chest, “But in this situation, its the Vampire blood being used. Think of it as.... Yutaka being forced to make a contract with Uruha. Like he’s signing one of those pain in the ass 2 year contracts for a free cell phone.”
“What do you mean?” Akira growled, eyes still fixated on his pleading friend, “Are you going to turn him into what you are?”
“Exactly as I said. Yutaka is being forced to make a contract with Uruha. And no. He will not be one of us.” He pinched Akira’s nipple, moaning at the displeased groan leaving the other’s mouth, “When our blood is mixed with human blood, a war begins in the system. By nature, Vampire blood is to take over the body and change it into a new creature, but it cannot do that if there is already an occupant.
Think of it like this. When a virus is introduced into the body, all of the natural defenses kick into action and try to get rid of the intruder. Sometimes, the intruder is too strong and the body ends up taking on more damage, weakening it until the host, our friend there, dies. Now depending on how strong the body is, will determine how long it will take to break down.” Furrowing his brow at the mental questions Akira asked, Ruki lost all trace of amusement in his face, blue eyes gleaming, “He will die, Akira. Make no mistake about that. When, is the only question.”
Aoi licked his lips at the sight before him. Uruha rocked his hips as he stroked his length to completion. The aroma of that sweet blood, billowing through the quickly healing wound, danced up to his nose, lighting his brown eyes up in delight. His own length pushing against his silk pants as he came to a stop at Uruha’s feet. Yutaka continued to struggle, stiffening himself to keep from being forced to sit. Aoi sneered, sliding a hand down Yutaka’s torso, grabbing onto his exposed cock. “You can make this much easier if you cooperate, Kai chan. If I try and make you sit, you’ll break into huge pieces. Or is that something you’d prefer?” He stroked the limp flesh, sneer stretching into a grin as he listened to the thoughts streaming through Yutaka’s mind. Almost immediately the cop relaxed his muscles while another came alive.
Breathing heavily as his body temperature rose, Yutaka did as he was told and lowered down to his knees, straddling over Uruha’s hips. He heard what Ruki had said. He could either struggle and be mutilated, or give in and slowly die. Both options were complete bullshit but he really didn’t have a choice in the matter. He’d rather Akira see him humiliated than butchered. Akira hated gory murder scenes. Yutaka could feel the tip of Uruha’s cock, nudging at his entrance and on instinct jerked back towards Aoi.
“Kai chan~” the brunette scolded, clicking his tongue against his teeth as he moved Yutaka back into place..
“I just.... I ... I..” He was at a loss for words.
“Don’t be scared Kai,” Uruha set up, wrapping his arms around Kai’s torso, pulling him close enough to where his lips could reach his ear, “I promise you, after a while, you’ll love it.” He then captured Yutaka’s quivering lips with his own, deepening the kiss as he reached back to his length, guiding it to his hole.
Akira screamed for them to leave Yutaka alone. He struggled to pull Ruki’s hands away from his body, crying out in agony when the brunette tightened his grip around his chest. Through tear filled eyes, he saw the pale boy’s bloodied dick slide into a screaming Yutaka.
Uruha gasped as the detective’s warmth enveloped him, biting down onto his own tongue and sliding the bleeding muscle back into Yutaka’s open mouth, completely ignoring the objecting tongue inside, swallowing his cries. He indulged in the gagging sounds coming from his new lover as his finger tips smoothed over Yutaka’s back. He could feel the other’s muscles twitch and jerk; the body’s way of saying something was wrong. Uruha grinned through the kiss, nudging his hips up, pushing himself inside. The hole clenched around his member before trying to push him back out. Uruha moaned wantonly into Yutaka’s mouth, holding his waist tighter as he shoved himself in deeper.
An unbearable pain began to flood Yutaka’s body. He knew it wasn’t completely because of the intruding genital, that sensation stayed mainly below the waist. This overwhelming feeling burned through his whole body. Traveling through his veins, causing every muscle to go haywire and in the midst of all the chaos, bits and pieces of his memory slowly began to fade into oblivion. ‘NO!’ he mentally shouted, as the tiny person in his head scrambled to save those thoughts. It was a pointless feat. The memory of him learning how to ride a bike or his first date with Annie, couldn’t save him from what was happening to him now, but it was all he knew he could do. Every second that Uruha spent inside of him, a piece of himself disappeared. Little things that held no true meaning along with important information were becoming harder and harder to recall. He tried to tug himself back, but realized he couldn’t move, not by his own will at least.
Aoi slid his hands around to the front of Yutaka’s hips, grabbing hold of his cock and giving it a few firm strokes. He lowered his lips to his neck, kissing, sucking and nipping the skin there. He pressed himself against his backside, rolling his hips, feeling himself grow as he continued his actions. Taking a look out the corner of his eye, he returned the smirk his creator was giving him. He knew Ruki was loving the scene in front of him. He could see the hunger in his eyes.
“Oh, I forgot to mention one thing, “ Ruki said, digging his nails into the blond’s chest, he raked his nails over the soft, naturally defined skin, earning a pleasant scream from his toy. Removing his hand from under the shirt, he sucked the tips of his blood covered fingers, “When your friend dies, it won't be a normal death.” Akira looked at him, trembling with horrified eyes. Ruki chuckled, laying the cop flat on his back, straddling his hips and raising the shirt up to reveal his open wounds. “So good...” he whispered, snaking his tongue out from between his pale plump lips, sliding it across the 3 long, deep scars. As each savory droplet coated his tongue, Ruki rolled his hips, making sure to add the right amount of pressure onto Akira’s crotch.
Akira grunted, pain sliding through the nerves in his chest to his brain. He tried to use what little strength he had left to push the other off of him while raising his hips, but when Ruki stopped his teasing, it was as if a boulder sat on top of him; solid and unmoving. Another sharp pain coursed through his system as he felt Ruki’s tongue push through the meat of one of the scars, clearly searching for more blood. Arching his back, he howled in agony as teeth sank into his wounds and manicured nails dug into his sides, literally.
“When introduced into the body, the blood automatically takes over the nervous system. That is the first thing weakened, making it easier for Uruha to control him. After the blood has wreaked havoc and the body breaks down, the vampire blood will continue to animate his body. He’ll be what you call.... What is it...” Raising his head from Akira’s chest, he looked into those frightened brown orbs, well aware that his own blue eyes were shining bright with blood lust. He licked his lips, grabbing the top of Akira’s shirt and ripping it down the middle, “Zombie? Or something like that.”
Akira felt his eyes bulge. Any wider he was sure his eyeballs would roll from their sockets. It was already hard to accept the fact that these three were not the regular perps they picked up on a daily basis. But he had seen these three in action. Had seen what all they can do and was sure there was more that he hadn't seen yet. But Zombies? That’s a whole other level of ‘What the fuck!’ he wasn’t sure he wanted to even witness. Like it or not, it was happening to Yutaka already. He turned his head, feeling Ruki lean back down and attach himself to one of his wounds again. Akira tried to suppress the pain, but seeing Yutaka go through his own ordeal, unable to speak because a tongue was shoved down his throat, unable to fight because the two creatures subduing him had the strength of many men, not to mention the blood that was being put into his body had probably already began its raid on his system. It was enough to break Akira down completely. Giving in to his own torture, he hoped the pain would be enough to put him out; permanently.
Ruki glanced up, smiling as his burgundy colored tongue ran over his matching pair of lips, “Those disgusting things are an abomination. As soon as he reaches that point, Uruha would be long finished with him. He’ll rip his heart out and take his head.” He cackled as Akira began to wriggle and fight underneath him. Ruki grabbed both of his arms and raised them above his head, sliding his tongue up the cop’s chest, past his neck and to his cursing lips, “That’s the only way to kill us and them, ya know. But don’t worry, Reita kun... That is your new name, by the way. Uruha figured you’d need one.” He kissed them softly, “You won’t suffer the same fate as him,” Sliding his lips from the other pair to an ear while snaking his free hand down past the rim of the cop’s pants and boxers. Ruki cupped Akira’s genitals, giving them a firm squeeze, whispering, “I like my prey, alive and aware. There’s nothing like watching the unwilling fall apart because their body betrayed them.”
Across the room, removing himself from Yutaka’s lips, Uruha looked to Aoi, whom had already taken off his pants and was stroking himself with Yutaka leaned back against him, staring off in the distance, body trembling uncontrollably. Uruha moved forward, capturing the elder vampire’s lips with his own, allowing him to taste the blood he shared with his toy. The moan he heard leaving his lover’s throat sent a pleasurable chill down his spine. As their tongues danced, a strong desire swept through Uruha’s gut and their kiss became sloppy. He could feel Aoi’s lips turn up in a grin, deepening their kiss with an overflow of his own blood.
Yutaka felt his breathing hitch as his body began to accept what was being done. The burning sensation was starting to subside as the final pieces of what made Yutaka who he was, dimmed. At the edge of his psyche, he could feel Uruha tugging at him, coaxing him to relax and let the blood take over. “ It’s inevitable,” he heard him say, as Yutaka blinked his eyes, head lolling to the side when he was moved from a sitting position onto his back. He was now staring directly over to his partner, his best friend of 3 years. The edges of his sight began to darken as cold lips sucked at his nipples and two sets of hands caressed his skin. His manhood brushed against his abdomen, throbbing as an aching need awakened inside of him. ‘ That’s it,'' he heard somewhere deep inside his mind, ‘Feel me. Feel my need for you.’ Something told Yutaka to ignore those words. To fight the beautiful honey eyed man off and go to the man on the other side of the room. But as a pleasing sensation coursed through his body, that pleading voice ceased and the blond was no longer recognizable.
Tears rolled from Akira’s eyes as he turned his head towards Yutaka. “Yu!” he called out, coughing some as the taste of blood began to tickle his taste buds. Yutaka gave no kind of response. He only stared back at him, as if he were seeing straight through him. Shaking his head in denial, Akira called out again, enduring the pain that spread across his chest and ignoring the sensation happening in his pants. Though he could tell Yutaka was still alive, the fun loving brunette was no longer the guy he once knew. His eyes no longer held emotion and other than the sign of breathing, his body seemed almost stiff. Robotic.
“See that look...” Ruki said as he removed his hand from Akira’s not-so-soft dick and placed a finger under the blond’s chin, slowly turning him to where their eyes would meet, “It means he’s gone. Your friend is no more. You may as well consider him dead because there is no way to get him back.” With a somber nod, Ruki stood to his feet, still holding Akira’s hands in his own. He gave a glance towards his lovers, content that they were both enjoying themselves and that the threat of exposure was no more. All there was left to do now was to leave. They had spent more than enough time in this city and now that they have taken captives from law enforcement, their lives would only become more troublesome. Ruki loved excitement, but sticking around would bring more than he’d rather deal with. Not to mention, clean up would be a bitch. Turning towards the door, Ruki began to walk, effortlessly dragging Akira along with him.
Akira screamed in agony as his muscles moved in his body, spreading the pain like fire. “YUTAKA!!” He continuously shouted, as the image of his fallen friend grew further away until he was removed from the room completely. He soon felt a wetness on the back of his pants and regrettably turned his head to see they were passing Mika’s mangled body. Inhaling deeper than he ever knew he could, Akira let out a scream. With the last bit of his strength he wriggled about violently. The soles of his shoes slipping and sliding in thick, dark liquid. “HELP!!!!” he hollered.
“Ring around the rosie...“
Ruki didn’t care how loud Akira screamed or how much he thrashed around.
“A pocket full of posies...”
The game was done and now it was time to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
“Ashes...”
He opened the door to the second bedroom.
“Ashes...”
And pulled Akira inside.
“We all fall down.”
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A/N: I really hope you all enjoyed this fic. I know its taken me so many YEARS to complete it, but I have finally finished it as I promised. I hope it lived up to what you expected. I hope those of you that may be disappointed aren't too upset. An epilogue will appear in a couple days. I want everyone to get a chance to read this first and then I will post it. Anyways.. I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :D As always, let me know if there is something that seems to be missing.