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Looking around, Yuichiro sighed heavily. It had been a while since on the run from both vampires and humans. He was with his new family and most importantly finally with Mika. Being a vampire didn’t matter to him, it was still Mika. But as much as he knew how stubborn himself could be, he knew his best friend was just as stubborn when he wanted to be. This time, with his vampire lifestyle.
Mika needed human blood to survive, but he refuses to partake, only having once done it because he was on the near verge of death because of it. Yuichiro made the vampire promise to drink from him whenever needed, but it had been so long since the last that he knew Mika was resisting his urges again. Yuichiro pouted as he thought about it, imagining the suffering the boy was probably going through. He straightened his back, huffing his cheeks out and deciding he’d march up to him and force him to drink.
Shinoa in the distance watched as her friend made weird facial expressions, like Yuichiro was talking to someone when he indeed was not but was instead just boasting to himself. She sighed in a quite loving way. “That idiot.” She smiled at Yuichi. “What do you think he’s thinking of to look so full of himself this time?” The boy she addressed peered over to Yuichiro, who he watched shake his head with a confident smile. “You never know! Maybe scheming about vampires?” He giggled over to his friend, who smiled back in agreement. “Probably.”
Although not far off, they watched Yuichiro march off into their hideout in search of something, which was his own version of their vampire scheme.
“Mikaela?!” He yelled with cupped hands. “MIIKAAA.”
“You’re loud.” The blonde peered around the corner with an annoyed expression.
“And you’re in trouble!” Yuichiro marched over.
Mika pondered at him. “Trouble? For what, I’ve been in here all day..” He looked away, trying to avoid eye contact. Which was quickly returned when the other male walked beside him and forcely turned his head to his. “You know what Mister!” His hand let go, leaving Mika flustered as he watched him lift his sleeve up his left arm, gulping hard when he realized what this was about.
“You’ve been holding back, you promised you wouldn’t.” His angry tone turned softer, still stern but in a worried way. “I told you, drink from me whenever you need to- I know you’ll die without it.” Yuichiro’s face, even if always in some sort of angry contortion, looked soft and caring. Mika opened his lips to speak but snapped them shut when he couldn’t retaliate, looking away.
“MIka!” This time, the black haired male grabbed his arms, turning Mika to him. “Don’t just ignore me, okay? We’re family. I..” He gulped. “I care about you a lot. I don’t care what you are- Human, Vampire, Demon- it doesn’t matter, you’re my Mikaela and I want you to be healthy. Don’t reject drinking my blood just because you can’t accept yourself as this, because damn you, I accept you like this! Even if just for now.. Just.. I won’t let you die for something so dumb.” He let go, shoving his left arm in front of his mouth. “Drink.”
The Vampire was stunned, unable to speak. “Yui..” His cheeks flushed, lifting his hand slowly and gently lowering Yuichiro’s arm. “I.. I can’t… I won’t.” His sad expression turned more stern, trying to further his agenda of not doing this. Yuichiro pouted, shoving his arm back into Mika’s face with a startle. “Damn it, Mika! I don’t care if you can’t, I’ll just make you!”
They stared at each other for a while, both adamant on their stances. But Mika glanced down at Yui’s wrist, the light hint of blue veins popping out practically making his hungry self drool, before he could look away, the other caught his staring. “You know you want to.” Mika huffed, saying no non-verbally, but his eyes went back to Yui’s delicate wrist. Was it always this small? And the toned muscle that was starting to form.. The colorful veins that complimented Yuichiro’s beautiful skin. Mika’s lips slowly departed away from each other as his mind wandered, small fangs showing in his row of teeth. Yuichiro watched as his pupils dilated like an excited animal, making his cheeks flush.
Mikaela desperately tried to tell himself it was wrong, but his hunger was in the stages of beginning to drive him mad. Having gone a little too long without human blood seemed to be bringing some of the feral vampire out. He gulped hard before pouncing Yuichiro to the floor, startling him for a moment. Mika’s human senses went out the window as he quickly straddled Yuichiro and grabbed his exposed arm, turning his wrist to his mouth and sinking his fangs into the skin, heart racing as his tongue tasted the start of Yui’s blood leaking.
The black haired male adjusted his sitting, putting Mika into what felt like a cradling position, bringing him into a half-hug as his head rested near his neck, whispering close to his ear. “Drink your fill, don’t feel guilty.” Yuichiro internally punched back that uncomfortable feeling of Mika’s fangs, but after a short while the desperate sucking of Mika’s lips on his wrist started to turn sensitive, making his cheeks flare up as he attempts to dig his forehead into the blonde’s neck like he was trying to hide that fact from him. Mika gulped harshly with every suck of blood he made, sharp exhales coming out his nostrils every few seconds afterwards for his lack of air through his mouth. He felt as a hand brushed his hair, the desperation for blood toning down when something in Mika made him realize he was safe.
Stopping for a bit, he panted, watching small amounts of blood ooze out of the two fangs points. After catching some breath Mika went in for gentle suckling, his unknowingly tight grip on Yui’s arm loosening. Tears pooled in the corner of his eyes as his mind focused on the hand stroking and running through his hair, unable to stop them, wet streaks ran down his cheeks, slow and in small amounts. He hated with a passion what he’s become but, when he’s with Yui. It’s like the world stops, like no one will hurt him or his friend. And he never wants it to end.
Soon he had his fill, lips separating from Yui’s wrist. Almost forgetting Yuichiro was there when he spoke. “Are you absolutely sure you had enough?” After some silence the Vampire nodded, gently nuzzling into Yuichiro’s shoulder, another tear rolling down his cheek and staining the other’s clothes. He wanted to speak but he didn’t know what to say, he just wanted to stay like this, right in the other’s arms.
Yuichiro continued to lightly play with the ends of Mika’s hair, his other hand laying down by Mika’s back. He closed his eyes, his life had been full of such hatred and regret, that a moment like this feels like a dream, his heart is light and airy and his head has no worries. He too never wants this to end. Just him and Mika, no one else. That’s all he needs.
Hours later Shinoa and the others walk back into their shack, noticing very quickly the two that laid on the ground, sleeping soundly together. Yuichiro on the floor with Mikaela on top of him, an arm resting on his back and another on his head. Mikaela’s arms that were wrapped around the other’s shoulders. The group stared at the scene, and none had the heart to wake them up- after all they don’t think they’ve seen either this peaceful. Yuichi quickly grabbed a blanket, laying it softly on top of them before the squad walked off, ready to take their own naps.
The two shifted in their sleep in response to the blanket, but just to hold each other tighter.