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What did Kamui want? Well, the other's blood of course, but... he was too experienced a hunter to just come out and say that, even if it may be easier. This guy didn't seem to smart: just inviting a stranger into his place with no one else around to intervine, should something happen. Which it... would.

"Anything is fine, really. Something easy? Ready made? It doesn't matter," he said almost softly, watching the man with sharp eyes; sitting and crossing his legs properly.

Greed, too excited about having a guest to really notice that he wasn't human, was already in the fridge, fishing several entrees. Sliced deli meats, turkey, pasta primavera, baked scallops, and even some caesar salad were soon placed out.

"I love leftovers. Nothin' goes to waste in THIS temple."

He sliced tomatoes and tore up some lettuce, then began to make a BLT sandwich. He motioned to a cupboard over Kamui's head.

"Tequila and a few other alcohols are up there, if you want 'em."

For that last step he fixed up some raspberry Schnapps and set them on a tray with his sandwich and turkey meat.

"I'll lead the way to my room. It's one of the larger ones, so ya' can stretch out."

His room. How... subtle. Either way, Kamui quickly grabbed a nice bottle of tequila (yes, a bottle. He was going to need it, he figured, to deal with this one), a shot glass, and made a small sandwhich out of random things offered. It wasn't as if he wasn't able to down human food, vampires would't blend into society if they couldn't, but it couldn't sustain him at all. He needed blood.

"Nice room," he said, trying to sound interested, as he entered the other's room.

Greed sat at a small, black laquered coffee table, setting his tray down and taking a bit.

"So, what kinda' world do you come from, babe?"

The 'babe' thing was so going to get to him. Seriously. But he'd try his damnedest not to show it until he was fed. "I barely remember my home world," he instead chose to recline on the man's bed, not touching his 'food' as of yet. "The last one I visited, however, was a destroyed desert world. Only rained highly concentrated acid, was filled with dangerous mutated animals... that sort of thing." The vampire shrugged. Not like he'd spent much time outside in that place; often instead just sitting by the water Subaru was trapped in.

"And you?"

"Eh, typical place. Very rugged terrain. Not very advanced technology, like I've seen here. Alchemy is how most people get things accomplished, instead."

Greed is a very intense eater, as his nearly empty plate can attest to. He finished up the last bites and wiped his mouth of a napkin. He placed the tray outside the door and sat on the edge of the bed his much smaller friend had already found his way to.

"So, you still hungry or not?"

Might as well get things over with. First, though, Kamui took a good shot of Tequila; then made his way to the other with an evil smirk, crawling. "I am. Very. But in case you haven't noticed," he slightly extended a claw on his index finger, running it along the vein in the other's neck, "But in case you haven't noticed, I'm not exact human. Common food has no use to me." The claw made a slight cut; shallow, at least for now.

Greed didn't feel it, as he was too distracted by the faux-demure smile of his dinner guest. He placed a hand under Kamui's chin and tilted his head up to look at his face.

"Hmm...nice. Very nice, as a matter of fact. You have the most intriguing eyes. Almost inhuman, really. Kinda' like mine. That's my kinda' guy."

What was sad was Kamui was used to such a reaction, often finding people taken by him like this. Whatever. Sure, it pissed off his brother, but it made victims easier to work with. "Not human either, are you?" He licked his lips. "Your blood smells the same, though. Wonder if it tastes the same."

The scent of a good meal was making him dizzy, gathering some of the liquid with his finger and then licking it off, "Better, maybe." Now... should he go for the neck or wrist? The wrist was a little less painful; more impersonal, but... well, he wasn't in the mood to cause this man any less pain. It was easier to be violent and rough using the neck.

"Nope! Homunculus. We're like humans, but also not. Hard to explain all the gory details."

His eyes refocused at Kamui's last statement. His cheeks gained a red tinge and his shark's grin widened. He removed his vest and tossed it into a corner.

"You like to bite, huh? Kinky! I like it! Let's get this movin'!"

He left himself quite open.

And Kamui was going to conveniently ignore that last statement. How annoying. Stupid moronic human... or... whatever. "As you say."

Finally, he got on his knees and leaned in, licking over the vein, then biting down hard, one hand curling around the back of Greed's neck to steady it. The first rush of blood was nice and warm; delicious since he'd denied himself proper nutrition for so long.