Blooded - Oneshot - ReitaxRuki
Blooded
Oneshot
Rating: PG13 - NC17
Warnings: MxM relationship, strong language
Pairings: ReitaxRuki
Genre: AU, Supernatural, Fantasy, Smut, Humor, Mystery
Summary: It was tradition. Dressing up as a woman and luring men to their demise.
Comments: It’s the month of Halloween! So, every Friday, I will try my absolute best and post something Halloween-y. Demons, Werewolves, Vampires, etc; we’ll see where my muses take me XD
This should have been up several hours ago, but, well… I had been distracted by the boyfriend quite a lot for a Friday and that was kind of weird for me. He usually works the entire day and he had a day off. To say the least, it threw me off completely lOl
Anyways, enjoy! ♥♥♥
Songs Inspiration: Alesana - Seduction
Taking a deep breath and a step back from the full length mirror, he glowered at his reflection. A slow growl working its way up from his chest and into his throat; he was going to murder someone. Namely, he was going to murder his friends that dragged him to this damned Halloween store to get a last minute costume.
There wasn’t much of a choice to be made with the very small selection of costumes left over; what with all the good ones already have been taken. Turning around to take a look at the back, a pathetic whine left him and he thumped his head against the changing room. What in God’s name had possessed him to agree to this?
“All of you come out on the count of three; one, two, three.”
Another pathetic whine left him and he pouted. There was no way in hell he was leaving this damned changing room, not with all those people out there. It was bad enough that his pride was taking a hit, but, damn it, no one else outside the people he knew should have to see this.
“Ruki,” he heard Uruha shout, knocking on the door firmly. “Open up; c’mon, seriously open up.”
“I’m not coming out,” he snapped, still staring at his reflection in horror.
“Get your scrawny ass out here,” another of his friends hissed, “now!”
“Fuck you,” the brunette hissed back.
“C’mon,” Uruha sighed with annoyance, “it’s tradition, now, get out here.”
With a resigned groan, he gave his hair a quick touchup and proceeded to unlock the dressing room door. Slowly stepping out of the cubicle, he looked at his two friends with a pout, “I look like a ridiculous, cheap knock off transvestite.”
“Quit your whining,” another rolled his eyes. Going up to Ruki and fixing the costume just a bit, he smiled widely, “like Uruha said, its tradition. We all had to go through this.”
“Fuck you Shou,” Ruki bared his teeth at the other. Shoving the hands off of him, he looked to the honey blonde, “this is a fucking stupid tradition.”
Uruha huffed at the other’s attitude. Going up to Ruki and fixing the blood red corset and then, the red hood framing the face of the younger. Smiling as he dug into his bag, procuring a small maroon tube of lipstick. Taking the brunette’s face firmly and began to apply the bit of makeup with little resistance.
“There,” his smile widened, “you look great Ruki.”
Taking a quick glance down at his wardrobe, he raised a brow, “I’m a man in a little fucking red riding hood costume and you’re saying I look great? Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“Ruki, seriously,” Uruha sighed, stuffing the tube back into his bag, “You look great.”
“Guess it’s better than,” the brunette motioned towards Shou with a sly smirk, “A flapper girl with a little obvious sumt’n, sumt’n.”
“Screw you,” the ginger head flipped off the other.
Taking a handful of the fabric and lifting it, he pouted, “Can’t believe you guys made me shave.”
The other two rolled their eyes at the persistent whining from their friend. Choosing to ignore it and going straight for the cash register, letting the person ring them up quickly so they could leave. The honey blonde flirting with the person and Ruki gave a roll of his eyes; apparently the guy not realizing Uruha was a guy.
“So,” Ruki huffed, swinging the basket. Smiling at the two in defeat, “What does tradition say we do now?”
Shou and Uruha looked to one another with huge grins, “we meet our dates.”
On the other side of town a bleach blonde man was currently splayed over the back of the couch, face planted in the cushions. He had been listening to the constant whining of his roommate about the choice of costumes and as he listened to the constant whine. At the moment, he was currently mocking the other man with white tube sock pulled over his hand. He had been doing this and listening to the constant bitching for half an hour.
With a growl, he shoved himself up off the couch, yelling, “Fucking Christ Tora! Shut the fuck up! If you don’t fucking hurry, we’ll be late. Get your ass out here and quit being such a fucking woman!”
“Fuck you Reita!”
A moment later, a door was opened and slammed shut a moment later, a tall dark haired man come towards the front of the apartment, dressed in a bright yellow chicken suit. Immediately, the blonde gave a snort and then burst into laughter. Clutching his stomach and leaning back over the couch, laughter muffled by the cushions.
“Remind me why the fuck do I have to wear this shit,” Tora grumbled, going to the kitchen table and picking up the chicken head. Turning to his still laughing roommate, he huffed, “and why do you got to be the Vampire?”
Straightening up from the couch, Reita continued to laugh, “Because I’m fucking awesome, that’s why; and also, because you suck ass at bank eight.”
“You’re an ass, y’know that.”
Extending a hand with contained laughter, he shrugged, “pay up man.”
Grumbling to himself, Tora reached inside the costume in search for his wallet. All the while, making sure he emphasized his roommates name loudly, along with a few other choice words. Taking a few bills from his wallet, he tossed it at Reita and resituated the costume.
“Fucker,” Reita snorted, picking up the bills. Stuffing the money into his own costume pocket, he snickered, “alright, you got your time to choke the chicken, so, let’s go.”
“I repeat,” the other growled, strangling the costume head between his hands. “You are an asshole.”
“Jesus, dude, can’t you wait until I’m at least out of the room before you start choking-” barely ducking beneath the chicken head that came his way, he gave another loud laugh. Grabbing the fake fangs and a black matte gladiator mask on his way out; putting in the teeth and tying the mask around his head.
Heaving a deep sigh, Ruki stared at his two friends who had found some poor souls as their dates for the party. While the brunette, well he, was still currently without a date. Rolling his eyes, he took a look around the large crowd of adults that were beginning to fill the streets and children were beginning to head back to their appropriate homes.
Biting his lip, he said over his shoulder, “y’know what, I’m going to go off alone.”
Pulling away from his date, Uruha grimaced, “are you sure, Ruki? I’m sure that there are a few extra guys at the party. We can-”
“No, its okay,” he smiled, twirling the basket. Putting on his best sultry gaze and school girl pose, he winked, “I’m little fucking red riding hood, I think I can lure any big bad wolf to my cabin.”
Laughing out loudly, the honey blonde nodded, “alright, if you run into any trouble, call me.”
“I’ll be fine,” Ruki shook his head. Taking a step back as Uruha and Shou, along with their ‘dates’ climbed into the van; the brunette leaned against the door, “don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“I’m serious,” Uruha frowned, “you get into any kind of trouble call me.”
“You’re starting to sound like mom,” he snickered.
“Ouch,” the other pouted, getting into the van and looking back at the other, “remember to be yourself.”
“But, play hard to get!” Shou yelled over the shoulder of Uruha.
“Bye,” Ruk drawled.
Before the other could get a word out, he slammed the door shut and gave a small wave to the two men as the vehicle drove away. Turning around and one more glance around the every growing crowd of adults, he slipped through the throng of people. Swinging the basket as he went, giving a teasing smile when he passed someone.
Finding his way to an open space, with a DJ and lots of dancing; he bit his lip. This was perfect place to find someone he could take to the party with him. As much as he didn’t care for the party, it was wanted of him to take someone along.
Making his way around the edge of the dancing people, Ruki found himself next to a table with beer and other assortments of drinks. Taking a bottle from a man dressed as a werewolf, he locked eyes and as he brought the bottle to his lips, the tip of his tongue flicked out over the opening. Immediate lust glazed in those eyes and Ruki turned away with a roll of his shoulder.
As soon as he turned away, little red riding hood gave a roll of his eyes. Nope, that was a little too easy.
Setting the beer off to the side, he continued his way down the street. Hazel eyes taking in the eccentric dressed people, as well as the drunk and unbelievable amount of sexual PDA.
“I swear to God Tora, if you don’t fucking stop, I’m going to cock shot you and make you cry like a little girl.”
Right away, Ruki’s attention was caught by the threat. A man in black hood, a Victorian style costume and a black mask, walking alongside an idiot in a chicken suit passed right in front of him. A smile curling on the corner of his lip as he took in the costume of the slightly shorter; he was dressed as a Vampire.
The two entered a heavily crowded bar.
“Perfect,” Ruki purred softly.
Entering the establishment after the two men, the brunette watched the two continue to bicker, smiling as the faux Vampire smacked the other. Oh yes, he liked this man very much.
Putting his hood down, he turned and ordered two beers. Biting his lip as took them and seductively walked towards the two. Setting the bottles down on the table to get both of their attentions, even though Ruki’s was solely on the faux Vampire, he smiled.
“Hey there,” flipping some of his hair over his shoulder, he smiled at the masked man, “care for another one?”
The Vampire looked the brunette up and down. Snorting softly, he sat back in his chair with a tilt of his head, “That’s quite the costume choice; you lose a bet?””
Taking a slow drink from the bottle, he shrugged innocently, “You could say that.”
“You make a fucking sexy ass riding hood there man,” the man in the chicken suit added, taking off the head. Running a hand through his mussed black hair, he leaned against the table, “I’m Tora. You came to the right table if you’re looking for a good time.”
Making a face at the bad pick up line, Ruki shook his head, “Not interested.”
Biting on his plump bottom painted red lip, his gaze swayed over the masked man. He had a very nice muscular build, strong angular jaw. There was even a bit of bleached blonde hair peeking out from beneath the black cloak.
Leaning onto the edge of table, he had a bit of a stare down with the other, smile widening when he saw him shake his head. This man was intriguing indeed.
“So,” Ruki drawled softly, gaze still glued on the man, “are you looking for good time?”
“I am definitely looking for a good time,” Tora butted in, trying to catch the brunette’s attention.
Rolling his eyes at the others attempts, the blonde removed the hood and pulled the mask off. Setting it down, he laughed, “Since when haven’t you been able to take a hint, Tora?”
“Oh fuck off, Reita,” the brightly dressed man sneered. Snatching the beer up and taking a long swing, “I saw little red riding hood first.”
“Yeah, sure,” he shook his head and stood up. Digging into his pants pocket, procuring a lighter and a pack of cigarettes, “Have at it; I’m going for a smoke.”
Setting down the bottle, Ruki straightened up, “mind if I tag along.”
“Wha- Hey,” Tora frowned.
Not saying a word, Reita made his way out of the bar, the brunette right on his heels. Going around the side into the alley, he lit up the end of the cigarette. Inhaling the nicotine deeply, he exhaled slowly and looked at the man in front of him. The other still hadn’t taken his eyes off him and it was beginning to irritate the blonde a bit.
Looking down at his boots, he tried to ignore the intense gaze. Taking another long drag, he glanced up and the man was still staring. Grimacing, he blew a stream of smoke, “what do you want?”
“Isn’t obvious?” Ruki asked in a teasing tone.
Taking a few steps towards the faux Vampire, he ran a finger down the chest of the other. Lashes fluttering as he looked up into dark eyes and he continued to drag his finger downward. Momentarily pausing along the top of the blonde’s pants, gently teasing; finally, the finger continued until it was drawing circles along the bulge.
Pushing the hand away, the blonde laughed awkwardly, “dude, yeah, you look… good as a chick? But… c’mon man, we both know what’s under that skirt.”
“It’s not like anyone else is gonna know,” the brunette purred persuasively. Giving another flutter of lashes, he pushed the other back against the wall and cupped Reita between the legs, “it’ll be our little secret. I mean, can you honestly tell me that you hadn’t been the least bit curious?”
Reita’s Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. Inhaling sharply as the hand palmed him, firmly and teasingly rubbing just right; it arousing him. Pressing tighter against the wall, in an effort to get away, a barely audible groan left him when the heel pressed the head of his cock just right.
“Oh, shit,” he gasped as Ruki continued to tease his dick through his costume. Shoving at the shorter body, he tried to get his wits about him, “dude, seriously.”
“C’mon,” Ruki whispered against quivering lips, eyes flashing with wickedness. Pressing a chaste kiss to the strong jaw, he moaned low, “Think of how hot and tight I am. Think of how fucking good it’ll feel to fuck my tight ass.”
Head hitting the wall behind him, the blonde groaned a little louder, hips instinctively flexing into the hand of the brunette, “oh, fuck.”
Teeth scraped along the throat, moaning whorishly, “my mouth all over your dick; sucking you so good.”
“Fuck, yes,” the words soft and breathy.
Humming in victory, the young brunette tiptoed and with his tongue, licked his way up the neck. A pleasured sound left him as he tasted the faux Vampire. Pressing the heel of his hand even harder against the cock, he nibbled on a patch of skin while his other hand began to work on getting the taller out of his pants.
He fumbled with the belt for a moment, grinning when he got it undone; it taking but a quick minute as he unzipped it and yanked down the clothing. Gasping as suddenly, his and the blonde’s positions were switched and he was now pinned against the wall, the cigarette Reita had been smoking long dropped and forgotten.
Giving the man a cheeky smile as his skirt was hiked up. Ruki snickered softly. “Did we have a change of heart?”
“Shut up,” Reita growled.
Moaning, he bit down on his lip in invitation, “oh baby, talk dirty to me.”
As those dark brown eyes looked into his, the brunette smiled. Those dark fawn eyes were completely blown and filled with hunger. That was one thing he loved about his abilities. Ruki loved how humans were persuaded beneath his natural Vampiric lure.
It made the hunts that so much better and a lot more fun when the prey resist, much like this one. His seduction always worked with a look, but, there are times the strong minded need a touch or two before they fell to their knees. Reita though, he needed more than a look and a few touches; the man had to be persuaded with a few erotic words before giving in.
Slowly wrapping his arms around the neck of the faux Vampire, he leaned in, licking the shell of a pierced ear. Teasing the bit of flesh with small flicks of his tongue, he keened softly, “Fuck me hard. Fuck me until I’m screaming.”
Yes, he should be waiting; Ruki was supposed to be leading this blonde to the party, but, the smell and the taste of the man. There was no way he could last and he had to have him now. Fuck the traditions of becoming part of the nest; he had to have Reita now.
Crying out as the other thrust into him, he gasped out sharply. The brunette was so lost in his musings; he hadn’t realized that the man had prepped him, because there was only an uncomfortable bit of pain radiating throughout his lower back. How had he not realized or noticed that the blonde had been prepping him?
“Oh God,” he keened at the first thrust.
Head falling back as his body was bestowed with waves after waves of pleasure. Ankles locking around the body moving into him with eagerness, eyes fluttered open, revealing soft blue irises. Ruki’s lips parted with a sharp cry, fangs gleaming beneath the incandescent light of the half moon overhead. A small delighted smile playing on his lips while gazing up at the moon with half lidded eyes.
Keening with the rougher thrusts, Ruki buried his face into Reita’s neck. Inhaling the masculine cologne, licking and nibbling at the soft skin of the mortal; his fangs began to ache. How is fangs ached to penetrate that smooth tan skin and have a taste of that hot red blood.
“Shit,” he breathed out softly. Arms tightened around the neck, squeezing his eyes shut as his nerves were just assaulted with brutal snap of hips.
“Fuck,” a groan fell past the blondes lips. Biting down on skin of the brunette’s neck and sucking on it roughly, he pulled away. Mumbled words falling past wet lips, “so fucking tight, fuck- So tight; fuck you feel good.”
Whimpering as he felt that familiar build of promised ecstasy, Ruki panted out softly, “oh, fuck harder.”
Shivering as a large callused hand smoothed down his leg, caressing his newly shaven legs. The brunette had to admit, the feel of having freshly shaved legs, the best damned feeling in the fucking world. It made his skin even more sensitive to touches.
A scream tore away from Ruki as his prostate was hit.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped out through the haze of pleasure. Pressing his lips back against the pierced ear, moaning only for the blonde, “just like that; fuck me just like that.”
Moans, whimpers and whines continued into long strings as the other gave him what he wanted.
Irises flashing an even brighter blue and before he could stop himself, Ruki latched onto the neck of Reita. Fangs breaking skin and he was coming hard as the first drops of thick blood hit his tongue. A loud muffled whine left him as he began to drink the liquid pouring into his mouth; the faux Vampire completely unaware of what was happening. The man continued to thrust into his body with wild abandonment.
Yanking away with a gasp, the brunette threw his head back; every fiber of his body buzzing with the newly acquired blood.
Head falling to a shoulder, Reita quickened his pace with fast, jerky motions. Finding the right pressure on his cock with the tight convulsing body and his vision when white; spilling his seed deep inside the body with a deep groan. Having been more focused on his release, he hadn’t taken notice to the amount of blood spilling from the bite on his neck.
Body relaxing heavily against the brunette, he tried to get his breathing under control. The sex, it had been fast and downright dirty. Never had the blonde had sex out in public, where just anyone could walk out on him. There was a first time for everything though and Reita could cross this off his list of first times.
Taking one last deep breath, the blonde eased the other back down on his feet. Pulling away and just staring blankly at the man before him. It feeling like a thick heavy veil was being lifted and realization dawned on him. He had just had sex with a man in the alley.
Reita had gone from being positive that he was straight as a fucking’s stripper pole to, having just fucked a random guy up the ass in a little red hiding hoods costume.
Blinking out of his shocked stupor, he quickly pulled up his pants. Blushing brightly from the base of his neck to his ears with the brunette grinning, Reita’s tried to find words to explain the situation. But, the truth was, he couldn’t explain the situation. All in a quick second, he had lost all judgment and willingly fucked a fucking man in woman’s costume.
Outright laughing at the flustered appearance, Ruki licked up the last bit of blood on his lips. A feigned looked of hurt, “I thought we were having fun.”
“Fuck you,” the taller hissed.
Head tilted to the side with a teasing, now hazel eyes flashed, “Didn’t we just finish up with that?”
Running both hands through his hair, Reita backed away. The blonde couldn’t get control of his body the entire time, but, it wasn’t like he didn’t enjoy himself. The other good grace was he was doing the fucking and not the other way around.
Giving a soft breathy laugh, the brunette stepped up to the man, lightly touching the other and bit his lip as those eyes dilated just slightly. Gaze falling on the blood covering the right of Reita’s neck; the glistening red calling to him. There was a part of him that wanted to suck the last bit of life from the blonde, another part though; another part of him couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“Get the fuck off me!”
Ruki blinked in shock for a moment and then, smiled. Now that had been very interesting.
Crossing arms over his chest, he cocked a hip, murmuring more to himself, “I’ll have to keep you.”
“You’ve got some real fucking problems,” Reita bristled at the comment.
Not the least bit bothered by the display of anger, the brunette held out his hand, watching as a look of shock and fear washed over. Sighing when his cell suddenly rang, ruining the atmosphere he just had going on. Giving a pleasant smile to the immobile body of the man, he bent over and searched through the forgotten basket.
Glancing at the caller ID, he rolled his eyes as he answered, “what do you want Uru?”
“Where the hell are you? Do you need help? Do I have to-”
“I’m fine,” he hissed into the phone. Giving the blonde a quick glance and turned away, “Look, I’m on my way. I found a ‘date’ and will be there in fifteen minutes or so; okay?”
There was a sigh of relief, “Okay, I’ll see you in fifteen.”
Ending the call, Ruki stared at the wall for a moment. Lifting his basket off the ground, he again faced the man, “sorry. Now, where were we… oh yes. As of right now, mortal; think of yourself as my own personal cow.”
Grinning so that his lips stretched enough to show off his fangs, he nearly cackled as the eyes of Reita widened. Licking his lips, he swung the basket as he took light airy steps up to the man. A hand played along the black collar.
“You run and I’ll find you,” he informed Reita in a whisper. Fingers caressing a bit of skin, he looked up, all seriousness gone, “and I’ll advise that you not to run. It’ll only piss me off if you try to run.”
Suddenly feeling like his body was released from a heavy fog; Reita quickly stumbled back against the opposite wall. The brunette’s eyes were now a catlike gold color and he never felt this freaked out in his entire life.
“I’m supposed to share,” Ruki pursed his lips with thought before he smiled, “But, I ‘m going to keep you for myself.”
“The fuck you will,” Reita found his voice.
“You see,” the Vampire laughed, pointing at the blonde, “that’s why I like you; you’re so defiant. Even when you know you’re outmatched.”
Taking a look up at the moon, noting its current position; he was running late. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, he turned his attention back to the warm body. Ignoring the way that Reita jerked away, only for his body to become immediately immobile and unable to fight back, Ruki kissed him passionately. Cupping the face tenderly as he got one last taste of the man for the night; moving his mouth sensually against the warm lips.
Pulling away, he hummed, “remember, I’ll find you if you try running.”
One quick press of lips and a blink of his eyes, the brunette before Reita was gone. His entire body fell to the ground in shock. His heart was pounding so loud that he could hear it in his ears and feel like it was just about to burst from his chest. Never had he felt scared shitless.
The man was so fucking scared, he couldn’t get back to his feet. Reita could just sit there on the ground.
“Hey,” Ruki greeted Tora with his best smile, “you still looking for a good time?”
The man tilted his head with a frown, “what about Reita?”
Feigning a small look of hurt, he smiled, “he’s not as fun as he let on; so, how about it?”
“Fuck yes,” the dressed man stood up. Downing the last bit of his beer, he went around the table and then stopped, “I probably should let my friend Reita know that I’m-”
“It’s okay,” Ruki purred softly. Taking the hand of the taller with a smile, “he’s a big boy. I’m sure he can take care of himself.”
Grinning on the inside as he saw those dark eyes dilate, he bit his lip seductively. It worked on the weak bastard as he gave a nod of his head, murmuring a soft agreement. The brunette pulled the man out of the bar and into the park and then, the connecting woods. Journeying through the darkness until he saw the brightly lit bonfire and a wicked smile appeared.
Shoving the man forward when they came to a clearing, he looked at Uruha with an innocent smile.
“You’re late,” the honey blonde snapped.
“Sorry,” he apologized with a shrug, “it took longer than I thought.”
Shaking his head with a laugh, he grinned, showing off his own pair of fangs, “alright then, let’s get this party started.”
Eyes blinking open, he groaned. Squeezing them shut for a minute and again, he tried to open them only it hurt because of the light and how dry they felt. His entire cranium was pounding like a herd of stampeding elephants; on top of that, he was pretty sure his breath could be used in chemical warfare. All in all, he felt like complete and total shit.
Giving a loud cough to clear his throat of phlegm, Reita slowly sat up and blearily looked around. Squinting slightly, it dawned on him as he took in the sight of his apartment bedroom. Slowly, he looked down and he was still wearing his costume
The blonde slowly deduced that he had somehow managed to find his way back to the apartment without getting laid. Then there was a flash of dark hair and an alluring voice; or did he get laid? Reita couldn’t really remember shit from last night. How much had he had to drink?
A few minutes longer of sitting in a daze, he stood up and shrugged out of his costume. Leaving the bits of clothes on the floor, he found a pair of boxers, slipped them on and walked out into the quite apartment. Slamming a fist against the shut door of Tora’s bedroom and continued his way to the bathroom.
Relieving his bladder of the previous night’s alcohol, he dug through the cabinet for ibuprofen. Reita left the bathroom to head to the kitchen to get the coffee pot brewing a strong, much needed concoction to clear his head.
Going through the motions like any morning, he turned on the TV in search of something to watch. He flipped through the channels, finding nothing of much interest; he stopped on a channel with the day’s current news. Turning back towards the counter, he drowsily watched the machine finish the last seconds of brewing.
Getting a cup for himself and his roommate, he went back down the hallway. Taking both handles of the mugs into a hand, turned the knob and pushed the door open. Stopping dead in the doorway as he found the still neatly made bed of Tora’s empty.
A step back, he looked down the hallway; the bathroom door was wide open. A look back in the bedroom, he called out, “Tora?”
There was no immediate answer.
“Tora,” he called out much louder.
Walking back to the front, he looked towards their balcony, thinking the man was out there smoking, but, nobody. Turning around slowly, he frowned. This wasn’t like Tora to just, be gone.
Setting both mugs down on the coffee table, he caught the announcement of the news channel top story. As if not believing what he had just heard, he grabbed the remote, turning it up.
“Early this morning, a jogger had come upon the grisly scene in the woods near the campus park. All bodies had been drained of blood and even dismembered in what appears as a ritual. The bodies of the victims recovered have been identified; although, police officials with not disclose their identities until all family members have been informed. Officials believe that it is the works of a cult and ask the public to take caution-”
A wave of cold fear washed up in Reita as he drowned the rest of the report.
Freezing when there was a knock on the apartment door. Hands balling into fists, he let his head drop and all he could think was, let it be the neighbor asking for milk. Another firm knock the blonde took a deep breath and went to answer.
Standing rigidly in front of the door, hand hovering over the handle with fear; flinching as there was another knock and he turned it. Pulling the door open and slowly peeking around the wood, his stomach dropped. There were four men standing in the hallway; one was in a dark grey suit and the other three wearing the police uniforms.
“Akira Suzuki?” the man in the suit questioned solemnly.
Unable to trust his voice he nodded and held the door wider. The sound of the TV caught the man’s attention and there was a slight wince in his expression. That doubled the blonde’s worst fears and he took a step back.
“I’m Detective Yuu Shiroyama,” he introduced himself. Then swallowing nervously, he questioned carefully, “Are you the brother of Shinji Amano?”
Clearing his throat, Reita nodded, “his… step brother.”
“I need you to come down to the station,” the man declared quietly.
~*~*~
Sighing, Ruki leaned back against the wall. The sun was beginning to set and he was getting anxious to get out of there. It apparently didn’t go unnoticed by Uruha, whom came up to him, cocking a brow and just staring.
Growling, he snapped at the other, “what?”
“What’s up with you?”
“I just want to get out of here,” he replied softly.
“Are you that hungry for animal blood?” the taller tilted his head in questioning.
“Yeah,” Ruki nodded.
In truth though, he wasn’t. In fact, now that he had a taste of Reita’s blood, there was no way he could drink from another living thing. In a way, it just wouldn’t feel right to drink from another when he’s had a taste of blood so pure. Hunting for human two times a year wasn’t going to be enough for him anymore; no amount of animal blood was going to satisfy this appetite either.
Biting his lip, he looked at the honey blonde, “I think I’ll go off on my own tonight.”
Frowning, Uruha gazed at the other skeptically. Wanting to make a comment about the other never wanting to go off on his own, but, he bit his tongue. Feigning a smile with a nod of his head, he stared after the younger Vampire as he walked away.
~*~*~
Slumped in the seat of the bus, he gazed blankly out at the passing scenery. Reita had felt dead inside when he left the station. What he felt when he stood in that room; there to identify his brother’s body, he wouldn’t wish that on anyone.
He felt so out of sorts there. All the other families waiting to identify loved ones and there was him; he and Tora were all each other had.
Glancing down at his watch, he sighed. Reita had gotten a ticket for a night bus back to his hometown to arrange his brother’s funeral. It was going to be a long drive, but, it was enough time to let him sort through the shock of the day.
Although, the blonde hadn’t realized how big of a mistake he had made as he settled in his seat to get some sleep.
Slamming a lamp against the wall with a snarl, bright blue eyes searched over surfaces. The blonde was gone.
Taking a deep breath with another snarl, he rolled his neck. The Vampire had warned the man about running and now, well now, he was going to make the man pay. Going to the balcony, he jumped over the railing, landing gracefully five stories down.
The Vampire was going to find his pet one way or another.
Oneshot
Rating: PG13 - NC17
Warnings: MxM relationship, strong language
Pairings: ReitaxRuki
Genre: AU, Supernatural, Fantasy, Smut, Humor, Mystery
Summary: It was tradition. Dressing up as a woman and luring men to their demise.
Comments: It’s the month of Halloween! So, every Friday, I will try my absolute best and post something Halloween-y. Demons, Werewolves, Vampires, etc; we’ll see where my muses take me XD
This should have been up several hours ago, but, well… I had been distracted by the boyfriend quite a lot for a Friday and that was kind of weird for me. He usually works the entire day and he had a day off. To say the least, it threw me off completely lOl
Anyways, enjoy! ♥♥♥
Songs Inspiration: Alesana - Seduction
Taking a deep breath and a step back from the full length mirror, he glowered at his reflection. A slow growl working its way up from his chest and into his throat; he was going to murder someone. Namely, he was going to murder his friends that dragged him to this damned Halloween store to get a last minute costume.
There wasn’t much of a choice to be made with the very small selection of costumes left over; what with all the good ones already have been taken. Turning around to take a look at the back, a pathetic whine left him and he thumped his head against the changing room. What in God’s name had possessed him to agree to this?
“All of you come out on the count of three; one, two, three.”
Another pathetic whine left him and he pouted. There was no way in hell he was leaving this damned changing room, not with all those people out there. It was bad enough that his pride was taking a hit, but, damn it, no one else outside the people he knew should have to see this.
“Ruki,” he heard Uruha shout, knocking on the door firmly. “Open up; c’mon, seriously open up.”
“I’m not coming out,” he snapped, still staring at his reflection in horror.
“Get your scrawny ass out here,” another of his friends hissed, “now!”
“Fuck you,” the brunette hissed back.
“C’mon,” Uruha sighed with annoyance, “it’s tradition, now, get out here.”
With a resigned groan, he gave his hair a quick touchup and proceeded to unlock the dressing room door. Slowly stepping out of the cubicle, he looked at his two friends with a pout, “I look like a ridiculous, cheap knock off transvestite.”
“Quit your whining,” another rolled his eyes. Going up to Ruki and fixing the costume just a bit, he smiled widely, “like Uruha said, its tradition. We all had to go through this.”
“Fuck you Shou,” Ruki bared his teeth at the other. Shoving the hands off of him, he looked to the honey blonde, “this is a fucking stupid tradition.”
Uruha huffed at the other’s attitude. Going up to Ruki and fixing the blood red corset and then, the red hood framing the face of the younger. Smiling as he dug into his bag, procuring a small maroon tube of lipstick. Taking the brunette’s face firmly and began to apply the bit of makeup with little resistance.
“There,” his smile widened, “you look great Ruki.”
Taking a quick glance down at his wardrobe, he raised a brow, “I’m a man in a little fucking red riding hood costume and you’re saying I look great? Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“Ruki, seriously,” Uruha sighed, stuffing the tube back into his bag, “You look great.”
“Guess it’s better than,” the brunette motioned towards Shou with a sly smirk, “A flapper girl with a little obvious sumt’n, sumt’n.”
“Screw you,” the ginger head flipped off the other.
Taking a handful of the fabric and lifting it, he pouted, “Can’t believe you guys made me shave.”
The other two rolled their eyes at the persistent whining from their friend. Choosing to ignore it and going straight for the cash register, letting the person ring them up quickly so they could leave. The honey blonde flirting with the person and Ruki gave a roll of his eyes; apparently the guy not realizing Uruha was a guy.
“So,” Ruki huffed, swinging the basket. Smiling at the two in defeat, “What does tradition say we do now?”
Shou and Uruha looked to one another with huge grins, “we meet our dates.”
On the other side of town a bleach blonde man was currently splayed over the back of the couch, face planted in the cushions. He had been listening to the constant whining of his roommate about the choice of costumes and as he listened to the constant whine. At the moment, he was currently mocking the other man with white tube sock pulled over his hand. He had been doing this and listening to the constant bitching for half an hour.
With a growl, he shoved himself up off the couch, yelling, “Fucking Christ Tora! Shut the fuck up! If you don’t fucking hurry, we’ll be late. Get your ass out here and quit being such a fucking woman!”
“Fuck you Reita!”
A moment later, a door was opened and slammed shut a moment later, a tall dark haired man come towards the front of the apartment, dressed in a bright yellow chicken suit. Immediately, the blonde gave a snort and then burst into laughter. Clutching his stomach and leaning back over the couch, laughter muffled by the cushions.
“Remind me why the fuck do I have to wear this shit,” Tora grumbled, going to the kitchen table and picking up the chicken head. Turning to his still laughing roommate, he huffed, “and why do you got to be the Vampire?”
Straightening up from the couch, Reita continued to laugh, “Because I’m fucking awesome, that’s why; and also, because you suck ass at bank eight.”
“You’re an ass, y’know that.”
Extending a hand with contained laughter, he shrugged, “pay up man.”
Grumbling to himself, Tora reached inside the costume in search for his wallet. All the while, making sure he emphasized his roommates name loudly, along with a few other choice words. Taking a few bills from his wallet, he tossed it at Reita and resituated the costume.
“Fucker,” Reita snorted, picking up the bills. Stuffing the money into his own costume pocket, he snickered, “alright, you got your time to choke the chicken, so, let’s go.”
“I repeat,” the other growled, strangling the costume head between his hands. “You are an asshole.”
“Jesus, dude, can’t you wait until I’m at least out of the room before you start choking-” barely ducking beneath the chicken head that came his way, he gave another loud laugh. Grabbing the fake fangs and a black matte gladiator mask on his way out; putting in the teeth and tying the mask around his head.
Heaving a deep sigh, Ruki stared at his two friends who had found some poor souls as their dates for the party. While the brunette, well he, was still currently without a date. Rolling his eyes, he took a look around the large crowd of adults that were beginning to fill the streets and children were beginning to head back to their appropriate homes.
Biting his lip, he said over his shoulder, “y’know what, I’m going to go off alone.”
Pulling away from his date, Uruha grimaced, “are you sure, Ruki? I’m sure that there are a few extra guys at the party. We can-”
“No, its okay,” he smiled, twirling the basket. Putting on his best sultry gaze and school girl pose, he winked, “I’m little fucking red riding hood, I think I can lure any big bad wolf to my cabin.”
Laughing out loudly, the honey blonde nodded, “alright, if you run into any trouble, call me.”
“I’ll be fine,” Ruki shook his head. Taking a step back as Uruha and Shou, along with their ‘dates’ climbed into the van; the brunette leaned against the door, “don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“I’m serious,” Uruha frowned, “you get into any kind of trouble call me.”
“You’re starting to sound like mom,” he snickered.
“Ouch,” the other pouted, getting into the van and looking back at the other, “remember to be yourself.”
“But, play hard to get!” Shou yelled over the shoulder of Uruha.
“Bye,” Ruk drawled.
Before the other could get a word out, he slammed the door shut and gave a small wave to the two men as the vehicle drove away. Turning around and one more glance around the every growing crowd of adults, he slipped through the throng of people. Swinging the basket as he went, giving a teasing smile when he passed someone.
Finding his way to an open space, with a DJ and lots of dancing; he bit his lip. This was perfect place to find someone he could take to the party with him. As much as he didn’t care for the party, it was wanted of him to take someone along.
Making his way around the edge of the dancing people, Ruki found himself next to a table with beer and other assortments of drinks. Taking a bottle from a man dressed as a werewolf, he locked eyes and as he brought the bottle to his lips, the tip of his tongue flicked out over the opening. Immediate lust glazed in those eyes and Ruki turned away with a roll of his shoulder.
As soon as he turned away, little red riding hood gave a roll of his eyes. Nope, that was a little too easy.
Setting the beer off to the side, he continued his way down the street. Hazel eyes taking in the eccentric dressed people, as well as the drunk and unbelievable amount of sexual PDA.
“I swear to God Tora, if you don’t fucking stop, I’m going to cock shot you and make you cry like a little girl.”
Right away, Ruki’s attention was caught by the threat. A man in black hood, a Victorian style costume and a black mask, walking alongside an idiot in a chicken suit passed right in front of him. A smile curling on the corner of his lip as he took in the costume of the slightly shorter; he was dressed as a Vampire.
The two entered a heavily crowded bar.
“Perfect,” Ruki purred softly.
Entering the establishment after the two men, the brunette watched the two continue to bicker, smiling as the faux Vampire smacked the other. Oh yes, he liked this man very much.
Putting his hood down, he turned and ordered two beers. Biting his lip as took them and seductively walked towards the two. Setting the bottles down on the table to get both of their attentions, even though Ruki’s was solely on the faux Vampire, he smiled.
“Hey there,” flipping some of his hair over his shoulder, he smiled at the masked man, “care for another one?”
The Vampire looked the brunette up and down. Snorting softly, he sat back in his chair with a tilt of his head, “That’s quite the costume choice; you lose a bet?””
Taking a slow drink from the bottle, he shrugged innocently, “You could say that.”
“You make a fucking sexy ass riding hood there man,” the man in the chicken suit added, taking off the head. Running a hand through his mussed black hair, he leaned against the table, “I’m Tora. You came to the right table if you’re looking for a good time.”
Making a face at the bad pick up line, Ruki shook his head, “Not interested.”
Biting on his plump bottom painted red lip, his gaze swayed over the masked man. He had a very nice muscular build, strong angular jaw. There was even a bit of bleached blonde hair peeking out from beneath the black cloak.
Leaning onto the edge of table, he had a bit of a stare down with the other, smile widening when he saw him shake his head. This man was intriguing indeed.
“So,” Ruki drawled softly, gaze still glued on the man, “are you looking for good time?”
“I am definitely looking for a good time,” Tora butted in, trying to catch the brunette’s attention.
Rolling his eyes at the others attempts, the blonde removed the hood and pulled the mask off. Setting it down, he laughed, “Since when haven’t you been able to take a hint, Tora?”
“Oh fuck off, Reita,” the brightly dressed man sneered. Snatching the beer up and taking a long swing, “I saw little red riding hood first.”
“Yeah, sure,” he shook his head and stood up. Digging into his pants pocket, procuring a lighter and a pack of cigarettes, “Have at it; I’m going for a smoke.”
Setting down the bottle, Ruki straightened up, “mind if I tag along.”
“Wha- Hey,” Tora frowned.
Not saying a word, Reita made his way out of the bar, the brunette right on his heels. Going around the side into the alley, he lit up the end of the cigarette. Inhaling the nicotine deeply, he exhaled slowly and looked at the man in front of him. The other still hadn’t taken his eyes off him and it was beginning to irritate the blonde a bit.
Looking down at his boots, he tried to ignore the intense gaze. Taking another long drag, he glanced up and the man was still staring. Grimacing, he blew a stream of smoke, “what do you want?”
“Isn’t obvious?” Ruki asked in a teasing tone.
Taking a few steps towards the faux Vampire, he ran a finger down the chest of the other. Lashes fluttering as he looked up into dark eyes and he continued to drag his finger downward. Momentarily pausing along the top of the blonde’s pants, gently teasing; finally, the finger continued until it was drawing circles along the bulge.
Pushing the hand away, the blonde laughed awkwardly, “dude, yeah, you look… good as a chick? But… c’mon man, we both know what’s under that skirt.”
“It’s not like anyone else is gonna know,” the brunette purred persuasively. Giving another flutter of lashes, he pushed the other back against the wall and cupped Reita between the legs, “it’ll be our little secret. I mean, can you honestly tell me that you hadn’t been the least bit curious?”
Reita’s Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. Inhaling sharply as the hand palmed him, firmly and teasingly rubbing just right; it arousing him. Pressing tighter against the wall, in an effort to get away, a barely audible groan left him when the heel pressed the head of his cock just right.
“Oh, shit,” he gasped as Ruki continued to tease his dick through his costume. Shoving at the shorter body, he tried to get his wits about him, “dude, seriously.”
“C’mon,” Ruki whispered against quivering lips, eyes flashing with wickedness. Pressing a chaste kiss to the strong jaw, he moaned low, “Think of how hot and tight I am. Think of how fucking good it’ll feel to fuck my tight ass.”
Head hitting the wall behind him, the blonde groaned a little louder, hips instinctively flexing into the hand of the brunette, “oh, fuck.”
Teeth scraped along the throat, moaning whorishly, “my mouth all over your dick; sucking you so good.”
“Fuck, yes,” the words soft and breathy.
Humming in victory, the young brunette tiptoed and with his tongue, licked his way up the neck. A pleasured sound left him as he tasted the faux Vampire. Pressing the heel of his hand even harder against the cock, he nibbled on a patch of skin while his other hand began to work on getting the taller out of his pants.
He fumbled with the belt for a moment, grinning when he got it undone; it taking but a quick minute as he unzipped it and yanked down the clothing. Gasping as suddenly, his and the blonde’s positions were switched and he was now pinned against the wall, the cigarette Reita had been smoking long dropped and forgotten.
Giving the man a cheeky smile as his skirt was hiked up. Ruki snickered softly. “Did we have a change of heart?”
“Shut up,” Reita growled.
Moaning, he bit down on his lip in invitation, “oh baby, talk dirty to me.”
As those dark brown eyes looked into his, the brunette smiled. Those dark fawn eyes were completely blown and filled with hunger. That was one thing he loved about his abilities. Ruki loved how humans were persuaded beneath his natural Vampiric lure.
It made the hunts that so much better and a lot more fun when the prey resist, much like this one. His seduction always worked with a look, but, there are times the strong minded need a touch or two before they fell to their knees. Reita though, he needed more than a look and a few touches; the man had to be persuaded with a few erotic words before giving in.
Slowly wrapping his arms around the neck of the faux Vampire, he leaned in, licking the shell of a pierced ear. Teasing the bit of flesh with small flicks of his tongue, he keened softly, “Fuck me hard. Fuck me until I’m screaming.”
Yes, he should be waiting; Ruki was supposed to be leading this blonde to the party, but, the smell and the taste of the man. There was no way he could last and he had to have him now. Fuck the traditions of becoming part of the nest; he had to have Reita now.
Crying out as the other thrust into him, he gasped out sharply. The brunette was so lost in his musings; he hadn’t realized that the man had prepped him, because there was only an uncomfortable bit of pain radiating throughout his lower back. How had he not realized or noticed that the blonde had been prepping him?
“Oh God,” he keened at the first thrust.
Head falling back as his body was bestowed with waves after waves of pleasure. Ankles locking around the body moving into him with eagerness, eyes fluttered open, revealing soft blue irises. Ruki’s lips parted with a sharp cry, fangs gleaming beneath the incandescent light of the half moon overhead. A small delighted smile playing on his lips while gazing up at the moon with half lidded eyes.
Keening with the rougher thrusts, Ruki buried his face into Reita’s neck. Inhaling the masculine cologne, licking and nibbling at the soft skin of the mortal; his fangs began to ache. How is fangs ached to penetrate that smooth tan skin and have a taste of that hot red blood.
“Shit,” he breathed out softly. Arms tightened around the neck, squeezing his eyes shut as his nerves were just assaulted with brutal snap of hips.
“Fuck,” a groan fell past the blondes lips. Biting down on skin of the brunette’s neck and sucking on it roughly, he pulled away. Mumbled words falling past wet lips, “so fucking tight, fuck- So tight; fuck you feel good.”
Whimpering as he felt that familiar build of promised ecstasy, Ruki panted out softly, “oh, fuck harder.”
Shivering as a large callused hand smoothed down his leg, caressing his newly shaven legs. The brunette had to admit, the feel of having freshly shaved legs, the best damned feeling in the fucking world. It made his skin even more sensitive to touches.
A scream tore away from Ruki as his prostate was hit.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped out through the haze of pleasure. Pressing his lips back against the pierced ear, moaning only for the blonde, “just like that; fuck me just like that.”
Moans, whimpers and whines continued into long strings as the other gave him what he wanted.
Irises flashing an even brighter blue and before he could stop himself, Ruki latched onto the neck of Reita. Fangs breaking skin and he was coming hard as the first drops of thick blood hit his tongue. A loud muffled whine left him as he began to drink the liquid pouring into his mouth; the faux Vampire completely unaware of what was happening. The man continued to thrust into his body with wild abandonment.
Yanking away with a gasp, the brunette threw his head back; every fiber of his body buzzing with the newly acquired blood.
Head falling to a shoulder, Reita quickened his pace with fast, jerky motions. Finding the right pressure on his cock with the tight convulsing body and his vision when white; spilling his seed deep inside the body with a deep groan. Having been more focused on his release, he hadn’t taken notice to the amount of blood spilling from the bite on his neck.
Body relaxing heavily against the brunette, he tried to get his breathing under control. The sex, it had been fast and downright dirty. Never had the blonde had sex out in public, where just anyone could walk out on him. There was a first time for everything though and Reita could cross this off his list of first times.
Taking one last deep breath, the blonde eased the other back down on his feet. Pulling away and just staring blankly at the man before him. It feeling like a thick heavy veil was being lifted and realization dawned on him. He had just had sex with a man in the alley.
Reita had gone from being positive that he was straight as a fucking’s stripper pole to, having just fucked a random guy up the ass in a little red hiding hoods costume.
Blinking out of his shocked stupor, he quickly pulled up his pants. Blushing brightly from the base of his neck to his ears with the brunette grinning, Reita’s tried to find words to explain the situation. But, the truth was, he couldn’t explain the situation. All in a quick second, he had lost all judgment and willingly fucked a fucking man in woman’s costume.
Outright laughing at the flustered appearance, Ruki licked up the last bit of blood on his lips. A feigned looked of hurt, “I thought we were having fun.”
“Fuck you,” the taller hissed.
Head tilted to the side with a teasing, now hazel eyes flashed, “Didn’t we just finish up with that?”
Running both hands through his hair, Reita backed away. The blonde couldn’t get control of his body the entire time, but, it wasn’t like he didn’t enjoy himself. The other good grace was he was doing the fucking and not the other way around.
Giving a soft breathy laugh, the brunette stepped up to the man, lightly touching the other and bit his lip as those eyes dilated just slightly. Gaze falling on the blood covering the right of Reita’s neck; the glistening red calling to him. There was a part of him that wanted to suck the last bit of life from the blonde, another part though; another part of him couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“Get the fuck off me!”
Ruki blinked in shock for a moment and then, smiled. Now that had been very interesting.
Crossing arms over his chest, he cocked a hip, murmuring more to himself, “I’ll have to keep you.”
“You’ve got some real fucking problems,” Reita bristled at the comment.
Not the least bit bothered by the display of anger, the brunette held out his hand, watching as a look of shock and fear washed over. Sighing when his cell suddenly rang, ruining the atmosphere he just had going on. Giving a pleasant smile to the immobile body of the man, he bent over and searched through the forgotten basket.
Glancing at the caller ID, he rolled his eyes as he answered, “what do you want Uru?”
“Where the hell are you? Do you need help? Do I have to-”
“I’m fine,” he hissed into the phone. Giving the blonde a quick glance and turned away, “Look, I’m on my way. I found a ‘date’ and will be there in fifteen minutes or so; okay?”
There was a sigh of relief, “Okay, I’ll see you in fifteen.”
Ending the call, Ruki stared at the wall for a moment. Lifting his basket off the ground, he again faced the man, “sorry. Now, where were we… oh yes. As of right now, mortal; think of yourself as my own personal cow.”
Grinning so that his lips stretched enough to show off his fangs, he nearly cackled as the eyes of Reita widened. Licking his lips, he swung the basket as he took light airy steps up to the man. A hand played along the black collar.
“You run and I’ll find you,” he informed Reita in a whisper. Fingers caressing a bit of skin, he looked up, all seriousness gone, “and I’ll advise that you not to run. It’ll only piss me off if you try to run.”
Suddenly feeling like his body was released from a heavy fog; Reita quickly stumbled back against the opposite wall. The brunette’s eyes were now a catlike gold color and he never felt this freaked out in his entire life.
“I’m supposed to share,” Ruki pursed his lips with thought before he smiled, “But, I ‘m going to keep you for myself.”
“The fuck you will,” Reita found his voice.
“You see,” the Vampire laughed, pointing at the blonde, “that’s why I like you; you’re so defiant. Even when you know you’re outmatched.”
Taking a look up at the moon, noting its current position; he was running late. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, he turned his attention back to the warm body. Ignoring the way that Reita jerked away, only for his body to become immediately immobile and unable to fight back, Ruki kissed him passionately. Cupping the face tenderly as he got one last taste of the man for the night; moving his mouth sensually against the warm lips.
Pulling away, he hummed, “remember, I’ll find you if you try running.”
One quick press of lips and a blink of his eyes, the brunette before Reita was gone. His entire body fell to the ground in shock. His heart was pounding so loud that he could hear it in his ears and feel like it was just about to burst from his chest. Never had he felt scared shitless.
The man was so fucking scared, he couldn’t get back to his feet. Reita could just sit there on the ground.
“Hey,” Ruki greeted Tora with his best smile, “you still looking for a good time?”
The man tilted his head with a frown, “what about Reita?”
Feigning a small look of hurt, he smiled, “he’s not as fun as he let on; so, how about it?”
“Fuck yes,” the dressed man stood up. Downing the last bit of his beer, he went around the table and then stopped, “I probably should let my friend Reita know that I’m-”
“It’s okay,” Ruki purred softly. Taking the hand of the taller with a smile, “he’s a big boy. I’m sure he can take care of himself.”
Grinning on the inside as he saw those dark eyes dilate, he bit his lip seductively. It worked on the weak bastard as he gave a nod of his head, murmuring a soft agreement. The brunette pulled the man out of the bar and into the park and then, the connecting woods. Journeying through the darkness until he saw the brightly lit bonfire and a wicked smile appeared.
Shoving the man forward when they came to a clearing, he looked at Uruha with an innocent smile.
“You’re late,” the honey blonde snapped.
“Sorry,” he apologized with a shrug, “it took longer than I thought.”
Shaking his head with a laugh, he grinned, showing off his own pair of fangs, “alright then, let’s get this party started.”
Eyes blinking open, he groaned. Squeezing them shut for a minute and again, he tried to open them only it hurt because of the light and how dry they felt. His entire cranium was pounding like a herd of stampeding elephants; on top of that, he was pretty sure his breath could be used in chemical warfare. All in all, he felt like complete and total shit.
Giving a loud cough to clear his throat of phlegm, Reita slowly sat up and blearily looked around. Squinting slightly, it dawned on him as he took in the sight of his apartment bedroom. Slowly, he looked down and he was still wearing his costume
The blonde slowly deduced that he had somehow managed to find his way back to the apartment without getting laid. Then there was a flash of dark hair and an alluring voice; or did he get laid? Reita couldn’t really remember shit from last night. How much had he had to drink?
A few minutes longer of sitting in a daze, he stood up and shrugged out of his costume. Leaving the bits of clothes on the floor, he found a pair of boxers, slipped them on and walked out into the quite apartment. Slamming a fist against the shut door of Tora’s bedroom and continued his way to the bathroom.
Relieving his bladder of the previous night’s alcohol, he dug through the cabinet for ibuprofen. Reita left the bathroom to head to the kitchen to get the coffee pot brewing a strong, much needed concoction to clear his head.
Going through the motions like any morning, he turned on the TV in search of something to watch. He flipped through the channels, finding nothing of much interest; he stopped on a channel with the day’s current news. Turning back towards the counter, he drowsily watched the machine finish the last seconds of brewing.
Getting a cup for himself and his roommate, he went back down the hallway. Taking both handles of the mugs into a hand, turned the knob and pushed the door open. Stopping dead in the doorway as he found the still neatly made bed of Tora’s empty.
A step back, he looked down the hallway; the bathroom door was wide open. A look back in the bedroom, he called out, “Tora?”
There was no immediate answer.
“Tora,” he called out much louder.
Walking back to the front, he looked towards their balcony, thinking the man was out there smoking, but, nobody. Turning around slowly, he frowned. This wasn’t like Tora to just, be gone.
Setting both mugs down on the coffee table, he caught the announcement of the news channel top story. As if not believing what he had just heard, he grabbed the remote, turning it up.
“Early this morning, a jogger had come upon the grisly scene in the woods near the campus park. All bodies had been drained of blood and even dismembered in what appears as a ritual. The bodies of the victims recovered have been identified; although, police officials with not disclose their identities until all family members have been informed. Officials believe that it is the works of a cult and ask the public to take caution-”
A wave of cold fear washed up in Reita as he drowned the rest of the report.
Freezing when there was a knock on the apartment door. Hands balling into fists, he let his head drop and all he could think was, let it be the neighbor asking for milk. Another firm knock the blonde took a deep breath and went to answer.
Standing rigidly in front of the door, hand hovering over the handle with fear; flinching as there was another knock and he turned it. Pulling the door open and slowly peeking around the wood, his stomach dropped. There were four men standing in the hallway; one was in a dark grey suit and the other three wearing the police uniforms.
“Akira Suzuki?” the man in the suit questioned solemnly.
Unable to trust his voice he nodded and held the door wider. The sound of the TV caught the man’s attention and there was a slight wince in his expression. That doubled the blonde’s worst fears and he took a step back.
“I’m Detective Yuu Shiroyama,” he introduced himself. Then swallowing nervously, he questioned carefully, “Are you the brother of Shinji Amano?”
Clearing his throat, Reita nodded, “his… step brother.”
“I need you to come down to the station,” the man declared quietly.
~*~*~
Sighing, Ruki leaned back against the wall. The sun was beginning to set and he was getting anxious to get out of there. It apparently didn’t go unnoticed by Uruha, whom came up to him, cocking a brow and just staring.
Growling, he snapped at the other, “what?”
“What’s up with you?”
“I just want to get out of here,” he replied softly.
“Are you that hungry for animal blood?” the taller tilted his head in questioning.
“Yeah,” Ruki nodded.
In truth though, he wasn’t. In fact, now that he had a taste of Reita’s blood, there was no way he could drink from another living thing. In a way, it just wouldn’t feel right to drink from another when he’s had a taste of blood so pure. Hunting for human two times a year wasn’t going to be enough for him anymore; no amount of animal blood was going to satisfy this appetite either.
Biting his lip, he looked at the honey blonde, “I think I’ll go off on my own tonight.”
Frowning, Uruha gazed at the other skeptically. Wanting to make a comment about the other never wanting to go off on his own, but, he bit his tongue. Feigning a smile with a nod of his head, he stared after the younger Vampire as he walked away.
~*~*~
Slumped in the seat of the bus, he gazed blankly out at the passing scenery. Reita had felt dead inside when he left the station. What he felt when he stood in that room; there to identify his brother’s body, he wouldn’t wish that on anyone.
He felt so out of sorts there. All the other families waiting to identify loved ones and there was him; he and Tora were all each other had.
Glancing down at his watch, he sighed. Reita had gotten a ticket for a night bus back to his hometown to arrange his brother’s funeral. It was going to be a long drive, but, it was enough time to let him sort through the shock of the day.
Although, the blonde hadn’t realized how big of a mistake he had made as he settled in his seat to get some sleep.
Slamming a lamp against the wall with a snarl, bright blue eyes searched over surfaces. The blonde was gone.
Taking a deep breath with another snarl, he rolled his neck. The Vampire had warned the man about running and now, well now, he was going to make the man pay. Going to the balcony, he jumped over the railing, landing gracefully five stories down.
The Vampire was going to find his pet one way or another.