Chapter 451: Pissed
It was already getting pretty dark, so we should probably take a bath, but I was having too much fun holding onto him that I didn’t want to do anything else. No matter what I asked him, he abided by my request without any complaints, and I couldn’t have been happier. I was so happy I could die. Giving so much of my blood was indeed worth it.
"How about a bath?" he suggested, and I thought about it a little. "What? You no longer enjoy taking baths with me? I’m sad to know that Ai."
"Nooooo!" I shouted and jumped out of his lap, pulling his hand. "Let’s go bathe, I love it. Especially with you!" I affirmed my intentions, and he chuckled a little. He is teasing me again! But then his little laugh is so cute, I can let him tease me every second of my life if this is what will always be his reaction. Mouuu, Kazu-kun is unfair for being so perfect.
We made our way to our room as we brought out a new change of clothes, and while Kazu-kun was bringing them all to the bathroom, I already made my way inside, taking off my clothes. I love taking warm baths. Outside of holding onto Kazu-kun or being under a blanket, it’s the only time I feel enveloped by so much warmth. I like the feeling. It isn’t that I hate how my current body temperature feels, but I will not deny the fact that feeling warm and cozy feels so much better.
I stood in front of the mirror, and my eyes fell on the scars. I tried my hardest not to think about them when I have something on, but I still cannot get the image out of my head. That man, that time, just thinking about it made my body shudder. When will I be able to escape that man’s clutches? I hate it, I hate it so much. I felt disgusted looking at myself, sullied by that man. How Kazu-kun can look at me no differently, I don’t understand.
"Hugging all by yourself?" I heard a voice behind me as two arms wrapped around me. He leaned his head against my shoulder, and his smell enveloped my body along with his warmth. What was I thinking about again? "You didn’t drink much of my blood these days."
"But didn’t I drink it already today?" I asked him and he nodded.
"Don’t tell me you have gotten bored with my blood," he asked, and I quickly shook my head. There was no way I could be bored with that. His blood tasted like sweet nectar, almost like the best honey, and I could drink it all day, every day. "Go on, drink it."
His words felt so intoxicating as I eyed his slender neck. I could feel the blood pumping in his veins, and my throat started to dry up. My body gravitated towards him, and my brain was unable to think of anything else. I need it. I need it now.
I turned around and dug fangs into his neck. The taste of his blood touched my tongue, and I felt almost dizzy with how good it tasted. No matter how much I drank of it, no amount of it felt enough. It was too good not to drink, and it was all for me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned against him as I slowly sucked out his blood. I felt something inside me urge me to drink faster, but I held it back. No matter how much you tell me, I will do it. He is mine, I will treasure and savour him till my last breath.
Feeling somewhat satisfied, I pulled away but didn’t let go of him. I wanted to stay close to him, as close as I could. I know he is hurting and fighting urges every day, and I want to do everything I can to support him. I can’t be away from him. He needs me.
"I love you," I whispered to him, and he hugged me tighter.
"I love you even more," he replied, and I looked at him, pouting.
"No, I love you more," I replied to him, and he chuckled a little and caressed his nose against mine.
"I love you more," he said, and I was so immersed in the sensation I almost just said yes, but I pulled back at the last moment. I know what he is doing. This is not fair.
"Kazu-kun, you meanie," I said, sulking.
"How am I mean?"
"Because you are so sly with your tactics," I said.
"Look who is talking," he said, holding me closer.
"And I love you more," I said, and he just nodded his head.
After that, we took our bath together and helped each other dry out as we changed into our nightwear. We got these cute matching ones, which I was so happy to have on. We looked like newlyweds, and I love the thought of it. I will marry this guy the moment we both turn eighteen. I am not going to wait to claim him as mine. It will be right on my birthday too. No discussions.
He then prepared a light dinner for both of us, which was just the leftover rice and the hamburger patties that we didn’t finish last night. In the meantime, the blood bags were delivered, and we placed them in the fridge. Once done with that, I helped him with the dishes, and we both jumped into bed. I felt quite exhausted by the day, but I can thank the morning for that, so I fell asleep right away, holding onto him. Nothing could beat this feeling. Being under the warm blanket, having him hold me, with the air conditioning slowly cooling the room at the same time. This is the ultimate way to put me to sleep in a second.
Though I wasn’t the happiest to dream.
It was back in that dark, cold place. The sound of the chains hitting the ground, my arms and legs feeling so heavy, my body feeling so limp and weak. I couldn’t make myself look in front of me because I knew whoever was there was the reason for all this suffering. I was too scared to even make eye contact with that person. His presence was just inches away from me, and I just closed my eyes, trying not to look at him, but I couldn’t shut them. My chains felt heavier as my body was dropped to the ground. I tried to move to get up, but I couldn’t. Then I heard it, that dreaded sound.
The sound of his footsteps.
They came closer. I wanted to scream, but no voice left my mouth. I wanted to run, but my body was too heavy to even crawl away. The steps go closer. I put every last bit of my strength into moving even a finger, but I was unable to. I started to shout for help, but my voice was only reflected back at me as it echoed. I was all alone, left in here with this person, and it terrified me. I don’t want this. Get me out of here, get me out, get me out, GET ME OUT, GET ME OUT PLEASE KAZU-KUN!
My eyes opened, and I stared as a glowing pair of mismatched eyes stared down at me. I could see his fangs almost protruding out of his mouth as he glared at me hungrily. It was not an easy sight to witness. I knew the person, but I had never felt so lost looking at him. This wasn’t how I remembered him. This wasn’t how he usually was.
He snarled at me, and my body stiffened up, and I started to feel suffocated. Command? Did he just use that on me? My body couldn’t move no matter how much I asked for it to. He grabbed his head in pain and growled at me again before he jumped out of the bed. He ran out of the room, and I wanted to give chase, but I was unable to move my body. I closed my eyes and put every last ounce of my strength into even moving a bit, and I felt my arms pull apart. Good, a little more and I will be free. This isn’t him, remember him the way he always is. Remember his soft, kind smile, remember how he would always talk to you. He won’t hurt you; he will hate himself if he does. Don’t be afraid of the one you love the most, please.
Finally, my body moved, and I fell off the bedside as I gasped for air. I looked at my shaking hands and clenched my heart. I need to steel myself for him. I could hear it, the sound of him hungrily drinking blood. I didn’t want to see him in that state.
"Ai-sama," Akira appeared in front of me, and as her eyes fell on me, she rushed to help me up. "Are you okay? What happened? That sound...is that Kazuki-sama..."
"He needs me," I said and slowly made my outside the bedroom. The sound of him growling quieted down.
I went near the kitchen to find the fridge door wide open. I slowly made my way towards it as I saw multiple bags of blood just scattered on the floor. Then I saw him, hunched over with the last bag of blood in his hands. Drinking slowly.
"Kazu-kun...?" I called out to him, making him slowly turn towards me, and the sight broke my heart. He lay on the floor, eyes void of any emotions. His mouth was sullied in blood, and he looked at me so vividly that it looked like he wasn’t even looking at me but just following the sound that called out for him. His eyes were glowing in the dark, and I couldn’t see any part of his human self in them.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I rushed towards him, dropping to my knees, holding him in my arms. I couldn’t look at his face right. I started to cry a little, but he held onto me too. What is happening to you, Kazu-kun? Was it a mistake to have your turn into a vampire? With what face will I be able to tell you about what just happened? Please forget this morning, every part of it. I beg of you.
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