tampered | log; ongoing

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When; May 2nd
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Hiou Shizuka [

madly_blooming] and Tohno Shiki [

concept_killer]
Summary; In which a lolita vampire will probably nibble on a teenage boy.
Log;

This 'City,' nameless and faceless, had been strangely accommodating, but Shizuka attributed this to her younger, fairer form. Then again, most places would have understandably been hesitant to house and accept a mysterious teenager, but as far as she had seen, this was not most places. Point in fact, the fountain was alcoholic, the apartment complexes had no apparent end, and magicians and vampires alike ran rampant.

And people volunteered to be food.

Definitely the sort of place Shizuka could get used to. Her stomach rumbled loudly and her teenage body had the good grace to blush, though she herself could find nothing shameful in her hunger besides the fact that she had allowed herself to go hungry in the first place. Even with all the magically adept and warrior types populating the streets, there had been just as many plain humans. However, it was too early in her stay to compromise herself by grabbing one and bleeding it dry.

She stopped outside building ten, tapping a finger to her chin as she contemplated its height and made a rough estimation of how many floors there were. That Tohno person - Shikan? - could be anywhere and she had yet to know him by scent.

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Shiki laid back on a bench outside the building. He literally had no idea what he was doing. He was constantly throwing himself on the line for people who wouldn't notice his own sacrifices. But maybe the girl today would see his resolve or maybe someone would notice.

Either way, he was going to have to restrain his instincts to kill this girl. So he laid there and waited. She caught his eye after a short while. Fighting off sleep, he raised his hand to get her attention.

"Hey!" he let out, letting the fatigue from his anemia drain into his voice.

She turned toward him and smiled. Already, her eyes were drawn to his neck, mapping out the complex intersections of capillaries and veins. Keeping to the shadows, Shizuka approached him. He wasn't so healthy as he'd appeared over the network, but at this point, being picky wasn't much of an option.

"Are you alright? You look tired." She cooed, dropping to her knees beside him. Without invitation, she smoothed the hair away from his forehead with cold hands.

His heart pounded in his chest. Not from being so close to someone who was cute. But from being so close to a vampire. One who was eying him up. Blood unconsciously rose to his face at her gentle touch, eliciting a small blush.

Thump Thump

Thump Thump

He could feel the heart beat in his head, almost like a pressure against his eyes. His eyes...

Shiki slowly sat up, pulled off his glasses, and put them in his coat pocket. If he was going to do this, he wanted to be prepared in case something did go wrong. His vision became cluttered with lines and dots, many of them carving over the girl. A part of him wanted to grab his knife and slice her into pieces but he resisted that, for a greater good.

"I'm fine. Just tired from running around all day. That can really wear a guy down."

There was a distinct change in his blood flow that she knew well and a look in his eyes she knew even better. Was that the reason for his invitation? The idea of having to kill him after her meal was highly unappealing; though his blood would not be the type she preferred, it would have to do before she could convince the Cross girl to give hers. She tilted her head, the universal sign of confusion in girls eleven to seventeen.

"If you say so...."

Again without invitation, she took a seat next to him - uncomfortably close - and took a deep inhale. Anemic. And not really that attractive, but more so without his glasses. She suppressed the urge to tear his head from his shoulders for being such a poor treat. Of course, her face expressed none of this.

"If this is not a good time for you, we could do this another day?"

The Nanaya blood inside him began to boil, it's rage building at her treating him like food.

"She's small. Take her, right here. After violating her, lop off her head. No. Cut her body into twenty pieces. Then we can bath in HER blood. Come on, she's right there. Do it Shiki. I'll even do it for you."

Those thoughts ran through his mind as he fought them off. He tilted his head towards her; his voice, body, and resolution being much stronger than previously. His eyes went from gray to a light blue.

"No, we'll do this now. But if you take too much blood, I'll kill you."

It would be her luck to get someone murderous. Where did they hide the submissive, impressionable, soft young men and women in this City? She pouted, acting as if she didn't notice the change and took his hand in hers, clutching it to her chest.

"I already told you, Tohno-san, I won't take more than I need, and I don't need much. I will be good, I promise."

With that she released his hand and scooted nearer, pressing herself against his side.

"May I?"

This situation, if taken out of context, seemed completely sexual. To the random passerby, if any, he wanted it to look that way. Better to be mislead that know what is actually happened.

He turned to her and put his hands on her shoulders, as if he was about to hug her. Looking deep into her eyes, he gave her the answer she was looking for.

"Go ahead."

She tucked her head beneath his chin, examining the fine musculature. He wasn't quite attractive, possibly murderous, and definitely unhealthy, but he was young and that pleased her. It had been a long time since she last fed on humans and even longer since she had last used the method she was using now. She had no intention of stealing what was left of the boy's sanity by turning him. At least not now.

The fingers of Shizuka's right hand elongated, nails growing and curving into talons. With the utmost delicacy, she made an incision at the crook of Shiki's neck and eagerly began to lap the blood that spilled forth, careful to avoid contact with the wound. Her right hand shrank to normal and immediately set forth teasing the cut to encourage more blood; thin, but edible.

[ooc: Uhh...okay, I was talking to Jazzi and we both decided that it would be safest if she just cut him and drank since her saliva's so potent that it would turn anyone into a vampire. Even people who came from a long line of hunters (like Zero).]

It wasn't physically painful in the slightest but to Shiki, it was maddening. He mentally fought back the urges that came along with the pain.

On the vampire's body, one spot sang out to him. Right below her right shoulder, three lines converged into a point. A point of death. Even though he couldn't directly see it, it was there. All he had to do was jab his thumb in there and it was all over.

"Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it."

Shiki was fully engorged with his own mental battle that he barely could spare the thought to make sure the vampire wasn't drinking too much.

Even with his distraction, Shizuka kept to her word and took only a pint. Really, that was all she needed. The taste was light, ancient, comparable to a flat champagne. Once finished, she cleaned the area with her tongue before taking his hand (was he going catatonic?) and placing it over his wound in an indication that he should apply pressure. Her fingers she cleaned as well.

The whole affair was very neat, if she was to say so herself. Unlike most vampires, she usually took care not to waste and spill. Her lips were just tinged the slightest pink, more so toward the seam, as if she'd been eating a candy. Even so, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Thank you so much for helping me, Tohno-san."

Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. This woman had his blood in her body and was using it to nourish herself. She should be dead, not living a life as a parasite. Damn her.

His hand roughly pressed down on his neck, to keep anymore blood from flowing. His other hand pulled out his glasses and put them back on, not wanting to risk a terrible migraine for keeping them off to long. The magic in the lenses removed the lines and dots from his vision, decreasing the pressure on his brains.

"You're welcome. It probably wasn't much but if it helps you hold over any worse urges, I'll feel like I've accomplished something."

He wore his disgust plain as day, though his words were civil. Then again, Shizuka knew hatred well enough to recognize it in anyone. She assumed the serene smile she wore so often and carressed his cheek, her touch so light it might not have been there at all. He was an interesting little boy; an unusual mix of contrasts that, did she not have a goal, she might have wanted for her own. Or maybe just for study. There was a certain magic about him that she had never experienced.

"You have. This was a very noble thing to do, Tohno-san. You trusted your blood to a creature you don't even know just to stop someone else from suffering. Very noble."

She stood, straightening her hair.

"I'm sure you're tired of me by now, so I will take my leave. But the next time I'm hungry, should I come to you?"

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