Title: Suriru
Rating: pg-13
Pairing: T&T, Kinki kids, multiple het pairings
Fandoms: JUMP, JANE, Kinki Kids, T&T, NEWS, Ya3
Suriru fic background Suriru prologue Suriru ch.1 Suriru ch.2 Suriru ch.3 Suriru ch.4 Suriru ch.5 Suriru ch.6 Suriru ch.7 Suriru ch.8 Suriru ch.9 Suriru ch.10 Suriru ch.11 Suriru ch.12 Suriru ch.13a Suriru ch.13b Suriru ch.14a Suriru ch.14b Suriru ch.15a Suriru ch.15b Suriru ch.16 Massu ignored the nauseating smell of food as he searched the restaurant. He tuned out the heartbeats and the loud clamor of leaking thoughts of the humans in that enclosed space.
Rory walked in, the atmosphere felt different from the last time she was here. The smells and noise assaulted her senses, she also sensed someone who felt familiar. She searched them out with her eyes and her mind, she froze as she realized who was in the McDonalds with her, NEWS’ moodmaker, who was sitting as far away from the other customers, “Massu…what…why…” she was confused, why would he be here? It must be a hallucination caused by her attack.
Massu moved quickly but silently, he was beside her in half a second only she could have seen him move. “Because you called to me…you invaded my dreams…” he cupped her face, “Besides, there is something special about you…I want to be the one to teach you how to embrace this gift…”
Her heartbeat quickened just a little but one could barely hear it over the noise, it was slower then the drumming heartbeats of the others and the chorus of so many voices was nearly over powering. She didn’t remember it ever being this loud before.
Massu reached out for her mind, “Let me help…” he helped her tune out the noise: the heartbeats the leaking thoughts.
Rory blinked, blissful silence, “Thank you…”
Massu took her hand and squeezed it as he bent to kiss her smooth, cool cheek, “Come with me…”
Rory blinked, he’d always been her favorite Johnny but how could she just follow him? He couldn’t possible be real…
“I’m real you sent for me…you need me…I’m a part of you…can’t you feel it…”
She felt the coolness of his skin, the faint beat of his heart and very faintly his love. She’d never felt anything like it. “I’ll come…”
Massu led her out to his rental car, “Our plane leaves tomorrow night…stay with me. You don’t need to take anything with you…I’ll take care of everything…”
She trusted him instinctively, “I’ll stay with you…”
They drove hand clasped, he told her many things…about vampires…about himself…all silently…communicating soul to soul…
He was just in time as the door to their hotel room closed her first craving for blood emerged.
Rory smelled blood, hungered for it…
Massu took her hand pulling her close, “don’t fight it…it’s who you are…trust me…” he led her to the bed, he kissed her neck and rocked he;, he was torn should he introduce her to all of the pleasures of being a vampire or just give her his blood? She was only half and she was scared…
Rory clung to him, “what is happening to me…”
“You’ve started to thirst…” one hand lingered near her breast and the other on her hip, “I can teach you everything or I can let you just drink…”
Rory felt the coolness of his hands and wanted more… “Teach me…”
Massu pulled off her shirt and kissed her, “So beautiful…” her black bra contrasting with the whiteness of her skin, he felt her nipples harden beneath his hands. He kneaded them listening to her…
Rory moaned, this had to be a dream but it felt so real…
Massu peeled away the last of her clothes, “You look the same as you did in my dream…”
Rory cried out louder as he entered her, the cool friction of them moving together.
Massu came quickly; he’d been craving this since he’d seen her in his dream and felt her touch. He gasped, “Bite me…drink now…”
Rory cradled him in her arms, her fangs extending and piercing his vein. Cool ashy blood filled her mouth…the scent…the taste filled her senses. This is what she had been hungering for.
Massu placed a hand over her heart, “no more…that is enough…”
Rory pulled away, “I’ve never tasted anything like it…”
Massu smirked, “The blood of a full-blood vampire…it’s strong…few can handle its bite. Others can’t handle the pure sweetness of a human’s blood…” he rubbed her back, “You can claim my blood anytime…you are my soulmate…”
Rory turned a mix of pink and white, “that’s sweet…”
“It’s true…we’re connected…special…you called to me…I came…”