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Eric hadn't been in the living room for more than a few minutes before he heard his name being called. He brought the other a pair of sweat pants and a shirt and handed them to him as well as boxers. He nodded lightly at the thank you and then left again sighing as he sat down on the couch. When he heard Kris again he blinked and looked up at him his voice sounding far away, "Yea...do whatever...I don't really care.." he said softly and stood taking his shirt off and throwing it in the laundry room. "You can sleep with me if you want...though it seems I'm nothing to you but I play thing..." he laughed softly and left the room turning on the shower as he sat on the counter.

 

He watched his feet as they bounced off the cabinets and he sighed softly closing his eyes as he leaned his head agisnt the mirror his mind racing. He hopped off the counter stumbling slightly as he caught his footing before he stepped into the shower. Boiling hot water seared his skin however he couldn't feel it, his skin was red and blistered by the time the hot water had finally finished and the water turned to cold and his body began to shiver. He was clean however he didnt move, tears were falling down his cheeks as his back was burned and red in an ugly mark down the whole thing. He started sobbing hard the sounds echoing on the tiles of the bathroom. He curled up in the bottom of the shower rocking himself as he tried to grasp what all had happened. Not only that but the pain from his back was finally catching up to him and the cold water ontop of the burns didnt help.

 

Finally when he was done crying or rather sobbing and only silent tears left his eyes out of pain he shut the water off and he got out gingerly taking a towel and drying off his legs and stomach. He winced and he cried out softly as he started to dry off his back although he couldn't get far, he sat down on the ground and he called out, "Kris...? Can you come help me.." he said loudly falling over onto his side his whole body shivering do to the cold water he had sat in. His whole shower seemed to have lasted a whole hour, he just hoped that Kris was still awake because if not he was going to have to sleep in the bathroom. He was too tired to move, his mind and body shocked so hard he couldn't think properly anymore. He just wanted to curl up and be safe in Kris's arms.

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"Tch...shut the fuck up..." He grumbles, now was not the time to play guilt games. As the other left to take a shower now, he collapses onto the couch, the cushions welcoming his tired body quite nicely, and he falls asleep, his mind blank, nothing but black and blank, as his body began to recuperate from the fight he'd been in hours earlier, as he'd saved Eric's butt. Quite literally. He snores softly, laying on his stomach, one of his arms falling off the edge of the couch, the other beneath his head as a make shift pillow. He was quite content laying there, no blankets, just his clothing, and would be able to sleep through the entire night.

 

But that wasn't going to happen. A loud crash wakes him from his sleep, and he groggily opens his eyes, a look of irritation crossing his features, his eyebrows pressing together, a frown forming on his lips. "What the fuck is going on NOW?!" He growls, hearing the sobs coming from the bathroom. Normally Kristopher never acted like this, but...he was grumpy when he was tired. VERY grumpy. He hears the voice calling for him, and he stumbles to his feet, rubbing his hand across his face as he makes his way to the bathroom, and pushes the door open. "What...do you need?" He mumbles. Ignoring the fact that Eric was naked. Without even waiting for a reply from the human, he grabs the towel and begins to dry the other's back, and then puts the pajamas on the other.

 

"Are we done here? I'm tired Eric..." He mumbles, yawning widely. Helping the other up, he half carries, half drags Eric to where his room was, and when he was sure the other was comfortable and stuff on his bed, he turns the light out. "Good night." He turns around, and retreats back to the couch, flinging himself onto it, and the moment his body hit the cushions, he was out light a light, and this time around, nothing would be able to wake him up. He was just too exhausted. Not even a jolt with electricity would wake him from his slumber. Things...just kept getting way too ridiculous for him. And tiring. And dramatic. Well, dramatic was okay...but the constant crying...he could do without.

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Eric looked up at Kris instantly regretting having asked for any help at all. He looked away and groaned softly in pain as the rough towel touched his back the tender skin aching. He stood with Kris and stumbled after him and winced as he was thrown onto his bed and he nodded lightly to the goodnight and he looked down pain running up and down his back. He rolled onto his stomach groaning softly as he laid on his stomach now.

 

He was able to close his eyes finally and start to doze off but only to be woken up by the images he had saw earlier that day. He looked over at the clock noticing only an hour and a half had passed by and it was a little past midnight. He wanted to get up, and go and curl up with Kris but knowing his reaction to earlier he wouldn't want that. He sighed softly and sat awake till dawn and the sun started to peak over the clouds. He heard his alarm clock go off at 6:00 a.m. and he goaned softly turning it off. His back was chapped and blistered over, read and ugly as it was he got out of bed wincing and tears sprang to his eyes as he walked to the kitchen.

 

He grabbed food and started making something for himself his back burning up and down it the whole time. Any small movement pulled the charred skin and made him wince. It reminded him of the burns he had when he was little but less severe. He knew they would be healed soon but it still hurt more than anything as of now. He finished eating quickly and walked to Kris before sitting next to him on the couch tapping his chest lightly, "Wake up Kris.." he said softly shaking him again. "I'm not going to school today...but you need to get up or you'll be late." he said again not wanting to wake him up and just get blasted with yelling and mean words in the morning.

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He slept all through the night, that same blackness in his mind, and somehow, as he was sleeping, he managed to move from laying on his stomach to being on his back, his arm still being used as a pillow, his shirt slipping up to expose his stomach. His other hand rested lightly on top of his abdomen, as he snores lightly, unaware that morning had come, his arm moving from behind of his head to over his face, resting to cover his eyes. Never before had he slept this hard, well...for a very long time anyways. It was just a while since he'd actually had to SLEEP.

 

When he feels someone poking him, he groans, not wanting to move. Then, a shoving sensation, and he just grumbles, and groans again, shoving the hand away. "Go away..." He mutters, before finally opening his eyes. He yawns, and slowly sits up, stretching his arms over his head. His eyes shift to Eric, then away again. "You ARE going to school. If I have to, you have to. But if you aren't going...then neither am I..." He grins sheepishly. "Sorry about last night. I didn't mean to get...pissed at you, or make it seem I was pissed. When I'm tired I get...grumpy..." He laughs softly. "How's your back? I noticed you accidentally burned it..."

 

Without even waiting for a reply like usual, he gently turns the other around, and lifts up the shirt, wincing at the sight that reached his eyes. "Do you want to put something on it? It looks painful..." He stands up, stretching again, still feeling guilty about what had gone on the other day, and night. If he was allowed to, he carefully puts some ointment on to the burns on Eric's back, before flopping onto his back on the couch. "I slept like a log...and I'm still tired...I might end up copying you Eric and not go to school..."

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Eric laughed softly, "I noticed..Its fine.." he said softly and then he instantly looked down. "I didnt do it on accident.." he said softly under his breath and then he winced as the shirt was pulled up and then put back down, "I don't care...let it hurt for all I care...I can't even feel it." he said softly and stood wincing lightly as his muscles moved under the skin. "If you aren't going to school then you may want to go home...I know that you wish nothing to be around me so it seems." he said softly looking at Kris before he walked to the laundry room and pulling out their clothes feeling his back become wet and he sighed.

 

"Your clothes are finished if you wish to wear them, or you can take he clothes I gave you wash them and then bring them back." he said coming back to the room and setting the folded clothes on the arm of the couch. "I don't care what you do...just...youre welcome to spend time with me today here at the house or you can go home or school do whatever." he said sleepily as he yawned his eyes heavy. He didnt get a wink of sleep, and he hoped Kris would pick the ladder, that he would stay with him today at least and they could talk about everything that had happened and taken place the night before.

 

He looked at the other male and smiled softly, "...too shy to look at my now? Scared I'm gonna catch you? Kris...can we talk about stuff..?" he asked softly walking toward the other male before his legs seemed to stop working. He collapsed onto the couch and sighed, "We may need to get something for my back after all...I'm getting black spots from the pain." he laughed softly and looked up at Kris. "Seems there will be no playing until I'm healed." he laughed again half-heartedly trying to make Kris laugh.

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Kristopher takes the clothing that was given to him, and just folds it, setting it to the side for now. He leans against the couch's armrest, and sighs, closing his eyes a bit. "I think I might take up your offer to stay here a bit longer. I don't want to go home again. Not yet anyways." He sighs, resting his head down on his arm now, closing his eyes all the way. "I'm still tired as fuck..." He grumbles, pulling his legs up underneath him, to get more comfortable. He wasn't about to doze off just yet, but he hadn't expected Eric to join him on the couch.

 

"Yeah...we can talk. What did you want to talk about?" He ignored the comments that had come before the question from Eric. Yes...he was actually afraid that Eric would indeed catch him. Just looking at the other male made Kristopher run through with regret. "So...what did you want to talk to me about? And I have some stuff, it's in my bag out in the car..." He gets up real quick, goes out to his car, taking his clothes with, and puts them in the seat as he pulls out some ointment from his bag, going back inside.

 

Sitting back down on the couch again, he motions for Eric to lift his shirt. "Here..." He puts the ointment onto Eric's skin, his touch gentle. Much gentler than it had been, that was for sure. "You need to stop getting yourself hurt..." He murmurs, making sure to put on a generous amount of ointment, then covering it with a wide bandage. When it was all finished and taken care of, he lets the shirt fall back over Eric's back, then returns to how he'd been sitting before leaving to go get the medicine. "Oh, and here..." He holds out some pain meds, and a bottle of water. "Now then...what exactly do you want to talk to me about...?" He had a slight hunch of what it might be, but didn't ask, instead he let Eric take the initiative to ask the questions and talk to him.

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Eric nodded lightly and smiled softly, "Alright...I don't mind if you stay here longer." he said softly and looked down. He listened and nodded as Kris left to go get medicine. He moved his shirt up wincing in pain while he was gone and sighed softly a shiver running through his body a the ointment was rubbed onto his skin. He winced here and there when Kris touched it but the numbing effect had started when he was finished so it didnt hurt so much when the bandage was wrapped around his chest and stomach.

 

Eric sighed softly and took the medicine looking over at Kris, "What..what happened..?" he asked softly looking up at the other male his eyes curious yet not a fried but there was an underline of worry. He hadn't known what had happened and last night he was in so much shock he couldn't even say his own name less where he lived. He looked at him, "As for hurting myself...I didnt know I had even done it till the water had gone freezing.." He chuckled softly before it died out and he sighed, "I'm sorry...it won't happen again.." he said softly leaning his head on Kris's shoulder fatigue gripping at him here and there and he just needed a moment to rest.

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"What...happened?" He mutters, repeating the question that was asked. Frowning a tiny bit, he tries to think of a good way to word his answer. Not wanting to lie, but not wanting to say anything too revealing either. And pulling off an answer like that was hard, even for someone as talented as Kristopher when it came to that sort of thing. "Um...Well, I'm protective of my friends. And...I saw you getting attacked so...I stepped in and kind of...helped. Get rid of them. And now you're here, they're there, and everything is just peachy, right?" He smiles, rubbing the back of his neck, sighing when the conversation changed.

 

"You really need to keep your word this time...it's kind of sad really, the many times you can get yourself hurt in one evening." He mutters this softly, sighing a bit when Eric leans his head against him, but decided that, for this time, he'd let it slide. Since he was tired as well. Leaning his head down, he dozes off, eventually falling asleep, his soft breathing mixed and mingled with a gentle snore every now and then. And, laying against his side, was Eric, keeping him nice and warm with his body heat. Kristopher didn't know why, but for some reason he was more exhausted than he has ever been before, as long as he could remember he'd never felt this tired.

 

And, as time usually flies when you're either having fun or sleeping really well, it was soon past afternoon, and they were still laying asleep on the couch, though in a bit more intimate position. Kristopher was pressed against the back of the couch, his legs spread out, and Eric was laying in front of him, their legs mingled together. Kristopher had a arm holding onto the other, to prevent him from falling off the couch. And, Kristopher's face was buried in the back of Eric's neck, his breath warm against the other's skin, softly caressing it with the air escaping from between his lips, which were parted slightly.

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Eric was too tired to say anything about the crappy lie Kris had told him about what had happened. Before he knew it he was dozing off and he didnt wake up until he felt a soft tickle on his neck, he roused awake slightly and moved just a little until he felt the arms around him and Kris's body against his own. A blush flooded his cheeks and he leaned back into him. He had missed this, physical contact with the other male. He yawned softly and shivered feeling the air once again. He noticed it as Kris's breathing, he had these cute little snores here and there which made Eric smile slightly. He looked at the clock seeing it was around 1;30 and he sighed.

 

They had slept the whole day away and Eric didnt care. He did however move sighlty trying to wake Kris, "Kris..?" he asked softly his body moving just a little to face him more. He rocked him slightly and let a soft laugh out, "Kris wake up..lets do something I'm bored.."he said softly but when he didnt wake up he just decided to sink back into his arms and take comfort in it. It hurt, a lot however it felt too good to tell Kris to stop or to move away from him. He looked down at the other male and sighed his hands running through his hair softly, he didnt know what to do with him. What he was supposed to ask, nor what he was. Kris had kept saying "what I am" which scared Eric however he was determined to figure out what it meant.

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At first he did not wake as Eric gentle tried to get him up, but after a moment or two, he slowly stirs, mumbling something under his breath, before opening his eyes, blinking a bit to clear the fuzziness away from his vision. Yawning widely, a sharp glint appears for a mere moment before disappearing behind his lips as he closed them again. "Mm...I feel much better now..." He nuzzles against the back of Eric's neck, still half asleep, but as lay there he woke up more and more. "So...what now?" Kristopher asks, not moving from where he was laying, with Eric laid against him.

 

"You choose...I don't care..." His eyes begin to close again, but he forces them open again. A loud noise comes from his stomach, making him blink in surprise. "Well...that's emarassing..." Unfortunately, he knew that was no regular 'I'm hungry' stomach growl. It had been some time since he'd had proper nourishment. And that fight last night was definitely taking it's toll on his body.

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Eric tilted his head and he turned in Kris's lap so he was straddling him and he sighed, "I don't know, seems you're hungry though! What would you like to eat?" he asked his fingers playing with Kris's hair as he sighed softly once again. "You haven't eaten in awhile...hm hehe you don't sleep either so I was shocked you decided to today." he leaned close and kissed the other male without thinking and he pulled away blushing dark. "I..I'm sorry I didnt mean to..." he said softly looking down.

 

He hoped he hadn't fucked up again, but he just looked back up at the other male, "Oh yea food, I'm not really hungry and I don't know what all food we have..but I mean I'm sure I could make you something!" he said smiling softly up at the other hoping to have lightened the mood some in which he seemed to have made awkward. He really wished that Kris wanted him...that he wanted to spend time with him doing what they had done the day before. Eric's body was itching for his touch and his lips wanted his. He really was inwardly beating himself up for wanting all of this because he was the only one who wanted it which made it hurt more.

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"Please...Eric, get off of me." His voice was soft, and the look in his eyes rather...sad, and filled with regret. He gently pushes the other off of his lap, trying to ignore ignore the kiss that he'd just received from the other. He stands up, and hugs the other for a moment. "I'm sorry. I just...don't want you ending up hurt okay?" Kissing Eric's cheek, he pulls away, a faint smile on his lips. "Give me a few weeks...then...if you still want...we can be together...Like that..." For now, that was the best he could offer.

 

"And anything for food is fine." He looks away, biting his lip for a moment, before sighing and speaking up again. "Don't get me wrong, I still want to spend time with you. I like you a lot, I really do. But...I'm sure if, when the time comes...and you see what I am, you won't want to be around me anymore." He rubs a hand along his arm, staring at the floor, trying not to look up to see the expression on Eric's face, which was probably disappointment and sadness, mixed with confusion.

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Eric nods lightly and gets off the other male his eyes staying on the ground before him. He hugged Kris back briefly before laughing softly, "yea..I got it.." he said softly and looked away before leaving to the kitchen keeping his hands busy to turn away from the fact they were shaking horribly. "Sandwhich alright?" he said softly as he started making it not waiting for an answer. "I don't think you'll hurt me..however I know that people who say they need time never come back.." he said softly as he heard the others words and his hands paused a moment.

 

"You don't know how I will react Kris...I saw what you did...and I'm still liking you as I was before...how much worse can you get than having the strength to murder three grown men?" he asked softly under his breath before his hands started moving around again. "You should tell me...instead of assuming I will completely leave you because of it." he said again and looked at Kris before looking away not wanted to get in trouble. "Its better than leading me on to believe you'll come back and let me be apart of your life when really you have no intention of it." he said coldly before walking to the dining room table both plates in hand as he sat them on the table he motioned to Kris.

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"What could be worse than murdering three grown men, you ask? Murdering them in cold blood and not giving a damn about what just happened, not giving a fuck that three lives had just been snuffed out like candles, that's what makes it worse! As for how MUCH worse...that was small compared to what I've done before!" Slamming his hands down on the table, the plates rattle loudly.

 

Kristopher glares up at Eric, his eyes flashing red for a mere moment, before returning to the blue he'd allowed them to stay as. He'd allowed Eric to say his part, before speaking up. "What if those men had families? Had wives and children waiting for them? They might have been bastards, but I stole the very thing that everyone should cherish! I stole their lives Eric, their LIVES! And even so, i enjoyed it. It was FUN! DEATH IS A GAME FOR ME! A BLOODY, FUCKING GAME!"

 

He moves forward, breathing deeply, calming himself, taking a step towards Eric, reaching out and grabbing a handful of the humans hair. "Quit pitying yourself. And stop doubting me. It's unbecoming, and to be honest...it's pissing me off. When I make a promise, I keep that promise. Got that? Bloody idiot." His hand moves from the other's hair to the back of Eric's neck, and moves even closer, his nail grazing across the skin.

 

"And truly...do you really wish to know?" He takes a deep breath, before leaning forward. "However... I'm not obligated to say..." He then gently kisses Eric, brushing his lips against the other's. "Why do you have to be so bloody tempting? It's ruining me, the urge to tear into you, and make you mine again..." He lowers his eyelids, so only a tiny sliver of his now deep crimson colored eyes could be seen, before kissing Eric again.

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Eric looked down and he winced lightly the voice coming out of Kris was hard and angry sounding. He watched as the plates clattered the food moving slightly and his hands started to shake in fear. He didnt know what he had said wrong but it seemed he had severely pissed Kris off. He flinched lightly as his hair was taken into the others hand and he gasped lightly looking up at the other male feeling helpless.

 

"I..I-I.." he didnt get to finish because Kris kissed him, on his own. He instantly moved toward Kris the hand that had moved up to pull on Kris's hand that was in his hair loosened and he groaned softly into the others mouth before he pulled away slightly swallowing before he spoke, "I..I wish to know..yes..I want to know what you're so scared to tell me..like the simple fact will make me want to leave you.." he said softly his hand reaching out and touched Kris's chest.

 

"I'm not scared of you nor did I mean to make you angry...that wasn't my intention at all...I'm just confused and worried about you and I..." he sighed softly and looked up at kris noticing the change in the others eyes. "A-are...are you okay? Whats wrong with your eyes?" he asked and moved his hands cupping Kris's face. "It looks like blood in it what happened?" he asked worry in his voice as it shook slightly.

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"Huh?" He frowns a bit when Eric cups his face, asking something about his eyes. Saying they looked as if blood was in them. "N-no! It's fine." He reaches an arm up, and rubs across his eyes, and in the process of what ye was doing, changes them back to the blue that the human was used to seeing. "You're right, something probably got in them..." Lowering his arm, he looks back at Eric, a small smile on his lips, as he leans forward again, about to kiss the other until a rumble from his stomach stops him.

 

Straightening up, he sighs. "Anyways...I'm not telling you. Who knows, maybe you'll find out in this class we share and take together." Picking up the sandwich from one if the plates, and takes a bite out of it, smiling at Eric as he swallows the food. "This tastes great." He finishes the rest of it, forcing himself to eat every bite, every now and then glancing at Eric, his eyes shifting to look at the other's neck. He then looks away, biting his lip gently. "Um, did you want me to stay again tonight? If so, I might be out um...for a bit later this evening. I have something I need to do."

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Eric sighed softly and let his hands drop to his sides before nodding lightly, "Oh yea food." he laughed softly and he sighed his mouth having wanted that last kiss to happen. He blushed lightly noticing the other looking at him and he played with his food sighing, "If you wish to spend another night you may, I won't kick you out. You kept me in your home for three days." he said softly and when the other male was finished he stood and he walked to Kris before he touched the others cheek.

 

"I'm worried about you...I don't know whats going on but...I hope youll be alright.." he said softly before slowly, very slowly leaning down and kissing the other softly on the lips. The touch was enough to ignite a fire in him that could only be tamed by Kris himself. He sighed softly before kissing him again his hands moving up to the others neck pulling lightly. "You drive me insane...you kiss me then you're cold to me then you kiss me again and I don't know what i'm supposed to think.." he laughed softly resting his head on Kris's shoulder just breathing kind of hard. "You confuse me...and make me want to throw up all in one go..." he said softly almost to a point one couldn't hear him.

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"Don't be worried, I'll be fine." He murmurs, kissing the other back. At the touch upon his neck he shivers, smiling into the kiss that followed the first. Kristopher could feel the longing resonating from Eric, making his own chest tighten and clench up. He chuckles a but at the comment that was made to him. "I've heard that before...but for some reason hearing it come from you...sounds a whole lot better." Reaching up, he wraps his arms lightly around Eric's waist. "But I beg of you, please don't throw up." Chuckling softly, he stands, his arms still at Eric's body.

 

"Anyways, thanks for letting me stay again. I appreciate it. Plus I'm pretty sure you don't want to be alone, right?" Leaning in, he kisses Eric, letting it linger, his lips brushing softly against the other's. Even though he'd eaten, Kristopher was still starving. And his body was taking it hard, as he felt fatigue wash over him, his control over himself faltering for just a moment, his eyes flashing red, before becoming blue again. Pain racks his head, and the nails upon his hands sharpen, and accidentaly slip on Eric's skin, cutting it. His senses were much sharper, and the scent of blood assails his nose. His mouth waters, and he backs away slowly. "S-sorry, I g-gotta...go!"

 

Turning away, he hurries from the room, fighting the urge to lick the blood on his nails. His eyes now remain red, and now they were slitted, like a cat's eyes, and he felt his teeth become sharper. "Damn it...!" He was trembling as he grabs the keys to his car, and pulls on his jacket, having a feeling it was going to be a rainy day. Heading to the front door, he reaches out, clasping the door knob, hoping Eric would be smart and not try to follow him.

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Eric blushed lightly the warmth on his lips making his cheeks pink, "Thank you...no I really don't want to be alone. So thank you...and it seems you don't want to leave me alone." he laughed softly kissing Kris again before he moved kind of to let the other male stand. "You sure you're okay..?" he asked softly looking up at him his eyes worried and he blushed his lips connecting with Kris's once more as he closed his eyes a moment.

 

He felt a sharp pain on his sides and he jumped lightly pulling back from Kris pain on his face but he didnt comment because Kris was already saying he needed to go. "W-wait um..when will you be back?" he asked his hands reaching out for the other before he sighed softly following him to the front door jumping when he yelled. Eric ran up to him and kissed him hard, not really letting his mind linger on the color of his friends eyes instead he kissed him hard. "Don't be stupid...come back soon..." he said softly before stepping away from Kris again and looked down waving. "I'm worried so be back home soon.." he laughed softly a blush on his cheeks. He turned and walked back to the living room knowing the other needed his time and he slumped down into the couch his back aching and he sighed softly, he hoped Kris would be back soon..he really hated being alone in this house.

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Pulling away from the kiss, he pushes Eric away. "I-I'll be back..." He mutters, rushing from the house, slamming the car door behind him as he gets in. Turning the ignition, his tires squealing loudly as he takes off, speeding away from the house. He had to get away. If he didn't, there was no telling what he might end up doing. For a few minutes, he just drives, before finding somewhere to park, the sun now beginning to set.

 

Getting out, Kristopher begins walking fast, trying to find someone, anyone, and after a while, he does. Without any warning, he attacks, feeding on the blood of the human, almost draining the young man dry. But at the last minute he pulls away, moving on. Three more times this happened, three more victims lay near dead where he'd attacked them, completely unaware of what had happened, the only thing they would remember were glowing red eyes.

 

It was nearing nine, almost ten at night, before he returned, blood splattered across his clothes, but he,d managed to wipe his face clean. Parking in front of the house, he could still see his victims faces. A student, no doubt a classmate. A young woman, a middle aged man, and a young girl, no older than ten years of age. Even though he hadn't killed them, he felt ashamed. Not in many, MANY years had he gorged like that. Getting out, he staggers to the front door, but doesn't go inside. Instead, he slumps on the front step, tears of guilt raining from his eyes. "Damn it...I'm such a monster..." He moans this to himself, burying his face into his hands. His appearance was that of complete and total misery.

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Eric sat alone on the couch his foot tapping as he waited all night for Kris to return. He didnt know what he was doing but he had to refrain from thinking to hard on it all because if he thought too hard he would start thinking about all the bad things that could happen to him. He stood and started pacing as the sun finally left the sky making his worry even worse. He heard the distant sound of a car pulling up and he got hopeful. However when no one came inside he walked to the front door and opened it slowly Kris's name on his lips in a soft whisper.

 

The sight before him was like the night before. He stepped back slightly before rushing to Kris hugging him, "Are you okay? Where did all of this blood come from!?" he was worried the other was hurt. He pulled back and he caressed the others cheek, "Are you hurt?" he asked looking into his eyes searching for the answer to all the blood and all the pain that was in Kris's eyes. He was crying, he looked down and sighed before he pulled Kris up from the stairs and hugged him around his waist with one arm walking him into the house. He shut the door quickly having seen his neighbor noseying about.

 

He didnt say a word as he walked Kris to the bathroom. He slowly sat him on the counter again saying nothing until he looked up at him, "I'm going to take off your clothes and start a bath for you. Is this okay?" he asked gently looking up into the others face as he patiently waited for him to be alright. He wanted to hug him and rock him as he wept but he knew that Kris was playing tough so he would let him. He leaned up and pecked his lips, the underline taste of copper on his mouth made him pull back slightly. "I'm not scared of you Kris...I don't know who's blood this is or what happened...but please let me help you get cleaned up and then we can talk or just relax if you wish." he said softly running a hand through his hair.

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He felt numb. Guilt and shame did that to people if they had enough in them. Kristopher had more than plenty. As the front door opens, and Eric comes outside, all he could do was slowly lower his head even more, and look away. As dead as he felt, the embrace Eric gave him made him feel even worse, the hand upon his cheek, the words of concern and the look of worry on the human's face made his insides clench. When asked if he was okay, he nods, not answering the question about where the blood had come from. The next question, if he was hurt, he shakes his head. He felt someone watching, and apparently so did Eric, because they go inside, Eric helping to support Kristopher as they walked to the bathroom.

 

Sitting down on the counter, he simply shrugs at Eric's question about taking the clothing off he was wearing, and starting a bath. Even as he sat there tears still rolled down his cheeks, though not a single sound one might make while weeping escaped him. When Eric kissed him slightly, he could barely feel the contact. Nodding again to Eric, he allows the other to remove his blood stained clothing from his body. "Relaxing...would b-be nice..." He didn't want to talk. Not at all. He was confused, after centuries of killing his prey, why was he suddenly regaining his humanity? Why did he feel guilt when he hunted? Crying after feeding was something he was no used to. After his first years as a vampire he'd felt like this but that was a long time ago.

 

Once his clothing was removed, he allows himself to be cleaned off, wincing as when his body began to relax, a wound on his stomach opens up, looking much like a stab wound from a pocket knife, blood dripping from it. His hand moves to cover it, and he sighs softly. Seems one of his victims had been armed... Closing his eyes, which had not completely changed back, though the cat like appearance was gone, his pupils now round, his left eye being red still while his right was blue. To be honest, he was terrified. He may have a look of tough as nails, but he was wearing it like a mask, hiding his fear. Right now, all he wanted was to be held, and to hold. Kristopher begins to tremble, unable to keep some of his frightened emotion hidden. "I...I'm so sorry..." He whispers, opening his eyes to look at Eric, his breathing shallow and quick. "I..." He looks away, his tears warm on his face. "I-I'm so scared... "

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Eric sighed softly as he began removing clothing from the others body. He didnt understand what was wrong with him but he could tell that he wasn't okay, he used the strength he did have to pick the other male up and carry him to the bath tub and he looked down completely defeated on how to help him. He looked up at Kris and his eyes turned soft and he leaned over and kissed his head, "I know you are..I know.."He stood and pulled off his shirt and he moved above the toilet and grabbed bandages after and sat them on the counter his eyes not leaving the other male.

 

"I'm going to clean you up then well get in bed and just relax..." he said softly and he moved his body close to Kris's his knees on the tile as his upper body was in the bath with Kris. He pulled his head against his chest and sighed his hands moving up and down his arm. "I'll get you cleaned up I promise..then we can figure out what happened..you can't keep me in the dark anymore Kris." he said gently as he began to clean off the dry blood all the while keeping Kris's head on his chest in the crook of his neck. He hummed gently to himself in a soothing voice as he rocked his body allowing for the comfort while he speedily cleaned the other.

 

Finally when he was finished he turned off the water and picked Kris up grabbing a towel as he sat the male on the counter. He smiled softly and sighed, "You worry me...trying to give me wrinkles when i'm only this young." he chuckled softly and shook his head trying to make the other male laugh, he wrapped the towel around him and moved the male so he could inspect the wound. "Ive never seen you hurt before.." he said softly and bragged the gauze and cleaned the wound protectively keeping on arm around the other male the entire time. He wrapped up his stomach and sighed softly, "Okay..thats all taken care of now lets go lay down." he said and picked him up smiling softly carrying him to his bed laying him down gently before sitting down next to him. "Do you wish to be alone? or do you want me to be here with you?" he asked gently his fingers pushing hair out of Kris's eyes.

 

He was worried about him but he didnt knw what had happened nor did he know how to help. He did notice the change in Kris's eyes, one was red and the other was the beautiful blue Eric had known to love. He didnt understand why but he wanted to protect him, to keep him safe. He pulled the other male to him not waiting for an answer and just held him close, his body shaking slightly in fear however he didnt speak of it nor did he shed a tear, he let Kris cry this time, he let him be held knowing he needed it more than anyone else. He didnt know why he was upset nor was he going to ask but he knew that when Kris was ready he would tell him everything that he needed to know.

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The whole time he was being taken care of, Kristopher was silent, not saying a single word, nor making the tiniest of noises. What Eric was doing reminded him of when he was younger, and how his mother would comfort him after he'd hunted, hugging and holding him close. Being there, to give him strength, when she, herself, wanted to cry from seeing her son in such pain and misery. After all, he hadn't asked for this life. It was given to him. Forced upon him the very day of his birth.

 

Kristopher noticed how gently Eric was treating him, the way he carefully moved him from place to place, using strength that Kristopher never thought Eric had. His body was now clean of blood, and his wound taken care of and wrapped, they move to the bedroom. He accepts the comfort of the bed he was placed upon, and looks up into Eric's eyes when his bangs had been pushed away. No, he didn't want to be alone. He wanted Eric to stay with him. He felt if Eric were to leave, he'd die from his guilt. However, he couldn't speak, couldn't say that he needed Eric there with him.

 

But it seemed his words of confirmation were not needed, as Eric pulled him into an embrace, and soon enough Kristopher wraps his arms around Eric in return, needing to hold onto the other, not wanting to let go. The tears continued to fall like rain, he couldn't get them to stop, so instead he just let them fall freely. His whole body trembled as he sobbed in Eric's arms, as if crying could help was away the terrible feelings he held inside, as if each tear were one bad emotion, thought, memory, falling from him and dropping away. If only it were that easy though.

 

It was quite some time before Kristopher calmed down and the tears stopped, and when they did he was exhausted. However, he does not fall asleep. Instead, he begins to talk. "I'm so sorry Eric. I've caused you such grief, and all you've given me was nothing but never ending compassion. Even so...I cannot tell you what happened. Maybe...if in time I...feel the moment is right...no, those are not the right words..." He pauses, tying to get his thoughts together. "Give me three days. If you're still with me, and haven't left my side, I'll tell you my secret. I'll tell you what I am. Three days is all I'm asking of you to wait."

 

He hadn't moved from where he'd been holding on to Eric, and his voice was low, but he was certain Eric was paying close attention to him, and could hear the things he was saying. Slowly he looks up, both red and blue eye shimmering softly, sparkling with tears. The red was slowly fading away, gradually returning to the color which he knew Eric loved so much. A mixture of blues, reminding one of the sky, brought down to earth to be combined with the ocean, a never ending array of different hues. "I promise I will tell you."

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Eric sighed softly and pulled the covers over them and he slipped his body close to Kris's. His own body rocked slightly as a gentle hand ran up and down his back keeping him comforted. He hummed softly to the other male his own fear causing his body to shake slightly here and there however he wouldn't speak on it. His own shivers and trembles were lost in that of Kris's, his own pain for the others pain seemed to fall unseen.

 

He kept Kris against him almost like a mother with their son however Eric held a different set of feelings for Kris and he hoped it showed some now that he was giving him time to be the weak one. Soon after Eric could hear the faint sound of the others breathing and he smiled softly kissing his head knowing he would be alright. He jumped lightly though not having expected hearing him speak, he listened carefully to that of which he had to say and the apology made Eric shake his head lightly.

 

"Kris..." he said softly when he finally was finished talking, Eric moved a hand up and moved it into Kris's hair behind his head pulling him close. He kissing him softly before he hugged him tightly to him but gentle all at the same time as if not to hurt him. "Alright...I will wait for you. As for the apology don't worry about me, I may look weak however I am actually very strong. Ive been through very much and I've come out alive every time. I care about you, a lot, thats why no matter what you've done Ive done nothing but be here for you." he said softly pulling away slightly catching the glimpse of the beautiful crimson red move out of his eyes. "You know...I think they are beautiful.." he chuckle softly and kissed his temple. "The red ones, and your blue ones, both are very stunning." he sighed softly and looked at Kris in the eyes. "Just know i'm not going anywhere, so if in three days you're hoping I'll leave you'll be sadly disappointed." he winked and pulled the other close to him.

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