I Found You And Now You're in Trouble. (Coffee-Tastic and Raychu)[R18]

[Raychu]

Akito stopped banging his head on the frame when Hotaru came in. He gave the vampire a quick glance, immediately looking away. He couldn't bear to look at him. He tuned out what Hotaru had said, only hearing jumbled up words. He didn't register what the older vampire was saying, he didn't want to hear his voice. How could I kill them without remorse? How evil can I be? Die. Die. He was finally able to see some of what he did from another perspective and it was ripping him apart mentally. He kept bringing himself down over and over again, not knowing how to stop. He thought being a vampire hunter was right, so why is it wrong all of a sudden? Is it because he's a vampire now? A worthless, unwanted vampire.

 

He started to feel a pulse come from the spot where he repeatedly hit his against against. He winced, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand. He looked down into his lap, frowning. He didn't want to acknowledge Hotaru, he ignored him. He didn't want to deal with the pain that came from looking at him. The image of him crying continued to pop up in his brain. He felt dirty from the sweat, it made him feel gross, but he ignored it. He just wanted to leave but was that even an option anymore? Probably not. He wished Hotaru had never found him, he wished he never saved his life. He'd rather be dead at the moment.

 

Akito hated how he felt like he was betraying his family by feeling sympathetic for the vampires. Why did he still want to hold onto the imaginary relationship he had with them? He could already see the disapproval on their faces now. Yet he still held on to nothing. His family was dysfunctional, but he never cared. He always looked past it, until now. He's looking at how full of lies they were, how bad their intentions in life were. Kill or be killed, what a bunch of bullshit. You can go through life without having to do any of that. They were just scared of the fact they were low on the food chain. They didn't like feeling like food for something stronger than them. That's why they killed, that's why he killed. But it's too late to go back and change that now.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru changed his clothes to just another simple shirt, except it wasn't so low cut for his own reasons, and he also got into a pair of pajama pants. If Akito wasn't a hunter, he'd change in front of him. If it was some random person there, he wouldn't care either. He's lived too long to ever be self conscious of his body or self conscious of who was around for that matter. Now, warm and properly clothed to do nothing but stay home, he looked at the man. Hotaru didn't want to hear his voice yesterday, but being ignored, he didn't like that either. He wanted him to beg for forgiveness and cry... That wouldn't happen though. Akito would probably tell him to just kill him, because if he was going to be doing any begging and crying, it would have been when he was choking him on the bed. He wondered how much he understood that he was incredibly fucked up and was a murderer. No matter what, however, a hunter would never be able to sympathize with knowing someone for so long as Hotaru did, just to be killed because of something they couldn't change.

 

With his eyes still on the man on his bed, he leaned himself on his dresser, looking at the wall to try and figure out what to say or what to do himself. He should have thought about it longer before coming into the room. "Akito." he finally said his name after a minute, coming closer to him and grabbing his head to face him, "You're not in the position to be turning your head from me and ignoring me. I don't think you get that." Letting go, he sat down, staring at him with a cold, disgusted gaze with his voice projecting a fake composure, because the longer he looked at Akito himself, the more angrier and sadder he felt. But he wasn't going to advert his eyes. He was the stronger one.

 

"Tell me, hunter. How many people did you slay?" he spoke, the uneasiness of him unable to stop himself from his heart beating faster, "How many mothers and father have you killed? How many children did you take lives from just because of what they are? Or... you never really thought about it right? Well. I suppose a monster like you wouldn't ever know how it feels to come home to a bloodbath of your only family." His last line made him take a short, brief pause, "So...Tell me, Akito. How angry were you when you were turned? And how much pain did you go through trying not to give into what you are now?"

 

Truly the one who turned him into a vampire had the best plan. Torture the newborn vampire with vampiric desires... Starvation wasn't actually something Hotaru should have been so relaxed about when it came to Akito, before knowing who he was of course. A vampire that starves are having their insides slowly deteriorate with the lack of lifeforce and substinance, causing the brain to lust after blood so hungrily. Making the brain go crazy. He had to applaud the hunter for not taking a big bite out of a person, but he wasn't going to last long in Hotaru's special care.

[Raychu]

Akito kept his gaze in his lap until the older vampire forcefully grabbed his head, turning it towards him. The newborn winced as his sore spot was touched roughly. You're not in the position to be turning your head from me and ignoring me. I don't think you get that. He got that he was in no position, but he didn't care. He was too caught up in his own thoughts to even notice the world around him. He locked his eyes with Hotaru's for a minute before adverting his gaze to another wall. He felt ashamed when he looked at the older vampire, ashamed of himself, ashamed of how evil he was. All his life he turned a blind eye and now he's being forced to think about all the sins he's committed in his lifetime.

 

When Hotaru finally let go of his head, he stared at the wall in front of him. He didn't care if he seemed weak, because he was. He was too weak to say no to his parents, too weak to stand up for himself. How many mothers and father have you killed? How many children did you take lives from just because of what they are? Or... you never really thought about it right? That wasn't true, he didn't remember faces but he remembered each time he killed. He has killed eighty-seven vampires in his lifetime. Every time he brushed it off as nothing, each time becoming more fit for the title of a vampire hunter. He made himself strong to the crimes he committed, he used them to his advantage to make himself look good. Hotaru was right, he wouldn't know the pain of coming home to see his family dead in their own pools of blood. But he wasn't completely at fault, he saw vampires attack humans for no reason, just for the fun of it. They abused the power they had over humans. He witnessed that when his dad almost died from getting attacked, he just stood idly by watching the vampire attempt to sink his teeth into his old man. The vampire wasn't hungry, he was blood thirsty, killing for sport. They displayed just as much hostility as humans did.

 

So...Tell me, Akito. How angry were you when you were turned? And how much pain did you go through trying not to give into what you are now? He pursed his lips, contemplating how he should answer, one wrong word could get him beaten black and blue. He didn't want to die, but if that's what Hotaru chose to do with him he'd gladly let it happen. "I went through hell dealing with it, but for a lot more reasons than you think. I had my reasons to kill just as you vampires have your reason to eat. It's a natural instinct, especially when it comes to the predator eating prey situation. The prey is going to attempt to protect itself from harm," he spoke in a neutral tone. He didn't care if he sounded rude, it was the truth. It was what he believed and if the other vampire didn't, so be it.

 

Akito finally brought himself to look at Hotaru. He frowned when looking at the face. All he could see were the images of the previous night. The face Hotaru made haunted him. He didn't want to see that ghostly pale face again, he didn't want to witness the tears. That was his moment of realization and it was torturing him. He'd take any punishment over being made to realize he was the fool in life. He was the show everyone watched. He was the puppet on the strings letting everyone control him and he hated knowing that. He rather would of made himself believe he was his own person than be made to realized how used he was in life. But he was forced to open his eyes to his actions, wasn't that the best way to torture someone who never wanted to I so the truth. He just wanted to be unconscious to the world around him, only looking at the positives in from of him, but there were no more. His life was turned upside down in an instant, by the creature he despised the most.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru couldn't lie in this. Some vampires deserved to be killed. But only in the same sense he believes that crazy, mass murderers should be killed if they're caught. But is all of society like that? Do some vampires struggle with their hunger? Yes... Should they die for it? No. His brother, Hina, was like that. He controlled himself well for the most part, but in certain situations, he really was on the brink of it. They're parents drank from each other and sadly, his brother couldn't be apart of it. It was unethical for the child to drink from the parents, or from siblings. It was the same matter of incest~ it's not recommended and its looked down on. His brother got blood from an outside source that sent it to him to drink. Sometimes that wasn't enough. It was not the same as drinking fresh human blood at all, which made his desire show from time to time. Hotaru was sure that they'd be able to feed in the same way, but his sibling wasn't as social and he wasn't confident that he would be able to keep his cool in the same way.

 

Hina could have very well become one of those vampires that hunted humans for the sake of quenching his desires, but he was strong. He didn't want to become like that because once he did that, he'd never be able to live with them. He'd attract a hunter and his parents wouldn't even allow him back if he was like that since their beliefs would be too different. He never thought about it, but it might have been Hina's behavior that led a hunter to their home. He really didn't want to ask any questions about that day. Hotaru didn't want any bad feelings coming back to him and he didn't want to get upset if Akito didn't remember that night. He probably didn't. But if that were the case, him being the one who attracted Akito, he still didn't feel like death was what should have happened. Hina didn't deserve it, his parents didn't deserve it and most certainly Hotaru didn't deserve the pain that came with their deaths.

 

"There's a difference between defending yourself and killing whoever you find out is a vampire." He squinted his eyes, "You don't know how it is to live. This world has changed and there's not many places one can go without having people around. It's difficult for lots of vampires to live." Hotaru was social and attractive, with many many friends. A vampire who was reclusive in nature was more likely to struggle living. "With our existence being bound to blood, the very thing that flows through all humans around us, you try and see how easy it is to keep your own leash tight... Actually you know how it is. You almost starved to death." He came closer and put his hand on Akito's cheek, sliding his thumb over his lips, "If I wasn't a vampire... If I was a human that went in that ally to help you, what do you think would have happened? Alone in a dark ally. Starving. A human there for the taking... Holding you close enough for you to just... Take a bite... You would have done it. You would have done it and sucked me dry. And then you'd kill yourself because you're a coward that can't accept you need something gross to survive."

[Raychu]

Hotaru had a point that there was a difference, but he wasn't looking at it from the human point of view. There was no difference. If you were a vampire you deserved to die, dangerous or not. It's how life was in this day and age, even before then. Being a vampire was just wrong in the eyes of a human. They felt empowered when they hunted and struck down the demons, that's how Akito learned it anyway. When striking down a vampire you're supposed to feel confident and courageous but all Akito ever felt was empty or sickened. Killing a vampire was the same thing as murdering a human, but nobody looked at it like that. Nobody ever would, it was the way of life. Life was becoming harder and harder for both humans and vampires alike. Each race evolving more, trying to outdo the predator in life.

 

Akito grabbed Hotaru's hand, yanking it away from his face, mumbling, "Don't touch me." If it were yesterday before Hotaru flipped out, he might've thrived on the touch, but now he's reverted back to the thought of unclean disgusting hands. He wasn't sure how he managed to keep from feeding but he did. He didn't attack out of hunger, he didn't want to bite anyone. Maybe he was letting his family values keep control of his hunger. He was constantly reminding himself that they would hate him if he did it. If that were the case they finally did something right by teaching him that biting a human is the most disgraceful thing you can do in his household. Though his parents never thought he'd actually become a vampire, they were just lecturing him on not biting his kids at his school when they picked fights with him.

 

"How do you know? You act like you know me inside and out, but I controlled myself better than purebred vampires! Don't you dare try to say what I would've done!" he snapped, glaring at him. Hotaru had a right to be angry with him for killing his family, but he had no right to act like a knew a damn thing about Akito. Had he ever met him before? No. Did he know how hard it was to grow up in his family? No. Did he know how much pain he went through to gain the self control he has today? No. He knew nothing about Akito's life. He had no idea if Akito would've sunk his teeth into a human or not, and the newborn vampire was confident he wouldn't have done so. He'll accept the fact he's a coward, he already knew he was. But he won't accept the side view of himself and his actions. No one had a right to do that anymore.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru's blood was boiling in the deep, dark pits of his heart. He didn't care if Akito wouldn't have actually done it or not, he still doubted his claim however, the fact that remained in him was that this vampire deserved to suffer for what he did to his family. He didn't care about what Akito lost when he turned into a vampire either. He rejoiced imagining Akito's pain for becoming the thing he was supposed to kill. It gave him pleasurable chills wanting to see him broken down and begging for blood. Its what he deserves. Its what he deserves.

 

Akito's glare and his look of disgust... it was seriously pissing him off. No matter what he lost, it would never be the same as the loss he had in the death of his family. Hotaru was so angry, he was loosing his grasp on his emotions again. Last night being mostly sadness, now being rage. It was even worse that he brought up purebreds, because it was as if he was directing that statement at Hina. The purebred who struggled day and night trying to live of of something that was just out of reach of being enough. Hotaru clenched his fist, lowering his head while givng a deadly glare, "Oh, so you're actually better than us now? You killed purebreds and you think youre something hot and better than us? You don't know what you would have done, bastard."

 

He shoved his finger on Akito's chest, getting close to his face, "You're at the bottom of the barrel just like the rest of the new ones. If you saw yourself a you are now, your hunter-ass would have killed you. It doesn't matter if you wouldn't have done it. Nothing matters. Nobody cares. Youre a vampire now. Youre not human anymore. Nothing in this," he shoved his chest, "Nothing in there is human anymore. Youre not better than anyone else because you can do something like starve yourself. Weak. Pathetic. Isn't is so much different being on the opposite side now?" God he really really wanted to kill him. Hotaru always had to tell himself his soul would be in a worse place if he stayed here rather than going to hell.

[Raychu]

Akito was angry. He had never been this angry in his entire life. Hotaru was brining out this rage that he nver had. Sure, he got irritated and annoyed, but never this angry. He didn't know why but he still felt a need to defend himself. He didn't care what kind of position he was in under Hotaru. Akito felt like he was barely holding on to any common sense to prevent anymore of this pointless argument. He was holding onto it by a singular string. He wouldn't let go of it until it snapped. Until he snapped mentally, unleashing a wrath that he held from bottling it all up.

 

Akito gave a low growl listening to Hotaru. It seemed he was just as on the brink and Akito was. "I never said I was better than a purebred, I just simply stated the fact I controlled myself a lot better when being starved. Something hot? Are you fucking serious? I never felt empowered like that," he was raising his voice. He couldn't stand listening to the other vampire anymore. The string was about to fall apart on him. You don't know what you would have done, bastard. Hotaru had stated. "I will agree with you on that, I don't know whether I would've bit you or not if you were human, but you don't know either. If I can't predict what I would've done neither can you. You can say all you want that you've seen vampires like me before, but everyone's different." He ignored the bastard comment, he wouldn't dwell on such a trivial word. He already used his day worth of vulgarity anyhow.

 

Akito's string snapped the moment Hotaru shoved his finger into the newborn's chest and got in his face, then proceeded to shove his chest. That was it, that was fucking it. He bared his teeth, snarling. He used his free hand to shove Hotaru's face away from his, slapping him slightly in the process, hoping it brought the older vampire pain. "I just said don't fucking touch me, are you deaf? Or is it because one of my hands are cuffed to the bed you think you're suddenly hot shit and have some mysterious right to do whatever you want to me? Wrong. It's not like I'm feeling hopeless to just give into you, begging to be saved, begging for unneeded forgiveness." he snapped, his pitch getting higher from the anger washing over him.

 

Akito knew he wasn't a human anymore in the eyes of a vampire hunter. He already knew what would come out of it. He wasn't stupid, he was one of them before. "You think I lack any intelligence to know that. You act like I don't see myself as a vampire but still a human. Well I don't. I know that we would kill any vampire even if it wasn't losing a threat to our existence. You just don't know how we were raised. You can fault me all you want but I'm just going off what I've been taught, I was never taught it was wrong to the vampire race. I'm not better than anyone, which I didn't mean to insinuate I was. I was just stating a fact from things I've seen before. It's like you're trying to hurt me by constantly reminding me I'm not human. Sure it still is a hellish fact for me, but it doesn't exactly make me cry. I'm more upset over other things that came from it. You don't know me, stop talking like you even have a clue about who I am."

[Coffee-Tastic]

No, that slap hand't hurt at all. What did hurt the ancient vampire was how he wasn't getting anything through to hurt Akito. The thing was that Akito was probably right... He didn't know him. Hotaru didn't think it mattered to know him or not, because all hunters were the same. They didn't show mercy, they killed his family and all of them had blood on their hands in one way or another. Why would it matter if he knew Akito or not? For starters, he listened to him say how he was taught this way. Hotaru's head was heated up, but he couldn't be that arrogantly blind to how people raised to think a certain way didn't mean it was their fault for the wrongs they did because of that. You can't blame a wolf for being raised to hunt. You can't blame anything that way. Hotaru couldn't blame Akito that way. It's just that he needed to be angry at him for something. His whole family was dead at his hands. There can't be no one to blame. At the same time, he couldn't keep saying I don't care whenever the brunet brought up valid points.

 

"Sorry." he said, clearly not very sorry, "Its just you left a horrible first impression on me. You know. Leaving my house with everyone I loved slaughtered in it. Sorry, I couldn't help but think of you as a bad person... Haha... Ha!" Hotaru felt like he couldn't do anything with his words anymore. He got up from where he sat, going under his bed to get something that wasn't his special toys. It was a small, black suitcase. Taking it out and putting it down at the end of the bed, he unzipped it and pushed open the top, laughing a lot harder, but only to cover the feeling of defeat in his heart with slight insanity, "Oh boy I feel like I'm going to kill you! I'm going just just leave you here while I take a break from your newborn stench, that okay?" He might not be able to get him with words, but he'll make him break in the most obvious of ways. His desire.

 

"You can stay on the bed, you know? Ha! Its really soft, is it not? Its great for my sleep over buddies. It sure is a shame we can't exactly share a bed like good friends... I'm just going to stay at my friend's house for a week or two. You'll be good right?" Keeping a blood thirsty newborn trapped in his bed for that long definitely was a great form of torture. Akito wasn't exactly strong enough to break himself out of real handcuffs and a steel bed frame, so Hotaru wouldn't be too stressful about him running away, and the longer he stayed there, the more weak he'd be. The more hungry he'd be... The vampire wished he could push ahead time and see how Aki-chan was doing two weeks from now.

 

Hotaru took his clothes and merrily tossed them in his suitcase, the wide smile on his face showing how he sort of snapped in a way as well. Akito probably would be glad to have him away for a while, but this newborn has experienced starvation already. He wouldn't be all to excited to start feeling the hunger pains again, nor the unquenchable lust for ravaging a hot skinned neck. Hotaru was glad he still had this up his sleeve...

[Raychu]

Akito watched every move Hotaru made, studying his reactions to the situation. He frowned as the older vampire started to laugh showing he had mentally snapped. "You make it sound as if I enjoyed killing your family, but I didn't. Not one bit. It was a horrible thing to do," he said in a spiteful voice. He couldn't bring himself to apologize to the other, he never did really apologize for anything in his life, especially when it came to his job. He only apologized to his parents for not completely the task swiftly just to appease them. He could try and hint that he was sorry for what he did but with his attitude it was quite hard to find him to be genuinely be sorry. He didn't care if the vampire hated him, he had every right to, but he couldn't completely blame him for the teachings he followed. It was similar to faith, you follow it all the way even if other people think what you are saying is wrong. He was taught vampires were bad, he was meant to believe it and he did. He could've at anytime stopped believing such a lie but he didn't, he wanted to keep the beliefs of the family.

 

Akito watched the raven hair grab a suitcase, pulling it on the bed. He started to laugh even more, making the newborn feel extremely uncomfortable. "How pleasant of you," he mumbled. Listening to the boy say he was going to leave irked him. What was he supposed to do for the days? Just lie in the bed and wait? He knew he couldn't complain about the situation, it'd give the older vampire some sort of satisfaction. He didn't want to give him anymore power than he already had. He yanked at the cuff in irritation, trying to keep his mouth shut from exploding once more on the vampire in front of him. He'd rather not stay in the bed, it stunk of the vampire in front of him. He hated the smell more and more. Each passing second he wished he wasn't found, he wished he didn't let himself be pulled to his doom. He was wishing for a miracle that wouldn't happen and he knew it, but it didn't hurt to try and wish with all your might right?

 

"I'd rather not stay on your bed, it isn't as soft as you say it is," he growled. He needed to get away from the smell, he knew what would happen if he got hungry being around it. Akito knew he hadn't fed enough from the vampire, he knew if the vampire left for that long he'd go back into starvation once more. He wasn't happy to be going back into a weaker state close to death, but he was prepared for the pain it would bring. But now that he fed on a something he didn't know how much control he/d have when the boy came back. He might snap and beg for the sweet blood he tasted once, wanting more. He'd give into the vampire and let him have complete control. But he couldn't let himself give in, he didn't want to be in that kind of situation. He couldn't stand the thought of being so weak he was begging for something he hated.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"You're really cute if you think that I care..." He gave Akito a fake sad pout, "I think you're just saying that because you're grumpy I can move around willingly and you only have a hand you can use... At least you can use that to masturbate with when you start liking my smell, am I right? Haha!" What had he been trying to do before exactly? Trying to make Akito suffer with his words? Trying to make him feel bad by guilting him? The strong look in his eyes should have told him from the start that he couldn't get to him like that.

 

Akito looked annoyed when he got closer to him in the blanket. He didn't like how Hotaru wooed him into his neck to drink his blood either. All he had to do was be himself and that might be enough torture for this ex hunter. The lightbulb above his head went off when he went into his favorite drawer and pulled out two handfuls of anal beads and small vibrators, tossing them in his beg with a strange kind of bliss. Hotaru already told himself he wasn't a good torturer. He couldn't make good arguments either, he wasn't like that. Touchy? He was touchy. Sexual? He just stuffed his bag with toys, so yeah. A teaser? That might as well be his middle name. Teasing was his game and he should have been playing it from the beginning instead of almost putting himself in a permanent bad mood for the day.

 

"... You do masturbate right?" He asked, zipping up his bag and giving the newborn a smirk, "Just think of something really nice. I wouldn't even mind if you decided to use me as material. I have a pair of panties I wore somewhere, you want me to keep that close by?" The care and tenderness in his voice going over these things was weird and he knew Akito wouldn't like it. That's exactly why he was doing it! "Or are the sheets enough? I don't know. I just know that if you stain my sheets with your spunk, you're sucking it out of the fabric."

[Raychu]

Akito bared his teeth at the comment that Hotaru had made about him masturbating to the insufferable stench the vampire's sheets had. He wouldn't dare touch himself over some smell, to him it was implausible. He was growing tired of the comments the vampire continued to make, but he wouldn't calm himself like he should've done. He just let the vampire continue to get a rise out of him in every way possible. He was practically feeding into what the vampire had wanted from him, but he couldn't stop. He couldn't bottle his feelings like normal, he just kept letting them flow out of him like a harsh river. It irritated him he couldn't hold control over his emotions but it irritated him more that he was doing it in front of Hotaru.

 

Akito coughed at seeing the sex toys be thrown into the bag. How sex crazed could one person be? He didn't care to know the answer, he was scared to even find out. But Akito wasn't surprised Hotaru had pulled them out of the drawer, the previous day he did start grinding on a random stranger, himself to be exact. Akito rolled his dark red eyes, closing them. He started to calm himself down by letting himself zone out. He could still hear the shuffling coming from the room, he just didn't respond to it. He let himself just drown into a sleep sort of state. He didn't have to acknowledge Hotaru, he could just stick to himself imagining he was in a better place. The silence of the room made it easier for him to calm down, not having to hear the annoying voice of the the other.

 

Akito's eyes shot open once more as he spoke too soon. He once more was letting he vampire get a rise out of him but he didn't care, he was tired of these childish comments. "I couldn't dream of masturbating to the thought of you, it makes me soft just thinking about it!" his spiteful tone returning once more. He had masturbated once or twice before when he was a kid, feeling left out that other kids did it but he did not. He stopped because it never appealed to him, he never saw a reason for it, that or he didn't have time to even try to do it. But he didn't care to answer the question, he was too focused on the fact the vampire continued to tease him in such a vulgar manner. Hotaru knew it would get on the newborn's nerves and Akito just continued to give in. "I don't think I'd have a chance to suck it out before you did it yourself."

[Coffee-Tastic]

He was absolutely right about doing this to him. Hotaru was feeding from the rouse, getting more and more fat with satisfaction. All he had to do was 'enjoy' himself in his presence. The moment Akito came inside, he felt like they'd be opposites. Especially with his face looking so stern and angry. So cute... He really wanted to see him when things got heated on his end. Tasting his blood, which was quality pureblood nectar, there was no way he'd be able to not strike off as a madman.

 

Akito was totally pissed, and he was glad that instead trying to come back at him with reason and blame, he could just continue his taunts and just say what he'd normally say. Hotaru was very quick with his tongue when it came to giving sass and saying weird things, he was praised for his cleverness in his group of friends because on top of everyone wanting to sleep with him, he always made people laugh or feel delightfully uncomfortable. In Akito's case, he was just making him feel plain spiteful.

 

"Wha-? Haha!" Hotaru laughed at the other vampire's retaliation. It was actually pretty funny. He could only wonder where he got the idea that he was kind of a cum slut... Not from the fact he was on top of him yesterday, and certainly not from the amount of toys he just put in his suitcase... "No, I like to milk it out myself. Fresh and warm... But since you suggested it, does that mean you'd want to see me trying so desperately to taste your cum? You've got some shameless kinks, Aki-chan. I can definitely get on that. I got on it yesterday and got it so hard..." He purred, going around to get two things for his guest. He still couldn't believe he was about to have sex wig this guy... He was lucky he realized who it was before they went any further.

 

Hotaru grabbed a pump bottle of personal lotion and a tissue box, throwing it on his bed, "There ya go buddy," he even opened up his bag for a moment and tossed down a pair of his underwear too, "That's a bonus for your troubles. I can only imagine how desperate you'll become with me being gone for so long." In that, he actually meant that Akito would be desperate for his blood. Potato potata, tomato tomata. Hotaru put the suitcase strap over his arm and gave a quick goodbye salute, "anything you want to say to me before I go to my friends house? The one who lives just ten minutes away?"

 

... Sure he could leave, but after realizing that Aki wouldn't be able to go anywhere, he didn't think he should really leave. He couldn't have the guy making nasty messes on his bed... But he could make Akito think he was really gone for a little bit at least.

[Raychu]

Akito frowned when the vampire brought up the night before. He found that to extenuating circumstances, he was still feeling rushed from drinking the blood, he didn't actually like, did he? He definitely did not, everything was just happening in the heat of the moment. He was so glad they stopped when they did, though he would've rather been in a different situation, he wasn't going to complain about it. Just making him think about actually following through with what they were doing made him want to go it. He couldn't bear to think of them actually following through. He just hoped there wouldn't be a situation like that one again. He wouldn't know how to stop it or what to do.

 

Akito mentally cringed when Hotaru put his underwear on the bed as well as two other things of supplies for masturbation. "That's unsanitary, gross," he mumbled. In a futile attempt to retaliate in a rebellious way he used his hands to push off the bottle and tissues, letting it hit the ground with a loud thump. He pinched the underwear between in thumb and index finger, dropping on the ground. He repeatedly wiped his hand on his pants in disgust from touching the things. "I won't be needing those, especially not with your nasty panties," he coughed out. His fingers felt so dirty, but he let it go, trying to focus his mind on the other things.

 

Akito watched Hotaru pull his bag over his shoulder, preparing to leave. He gave a goodbye salute causing the newborn to roll his eyes. How stupid. Anything you want to say to me before I go to my friends house? The one who lives just ten minutes away? Akito contemplated saying some rude but he decided against it, it'd probably just make the other laugh some more. "Not really, have a good day," he said in a calm down. Hope I never see you again, he thought to himself. He'd rather be stuck in this in this place alone for eternity dying than have to deal with Hotaru another day. He personally didn't care if the vampire left or not, he just wanted him out of the room so Akito could have a peaceful nap.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Dirty and nasty? Gross? He took pride in all of his things, especially his panties. Akito didn't know what he was talking about... Hotaru didn't need anyone to tell him that this man was a virgin, he could tell just from what he's seen already. He didn't like to be touched, that was the biggest thing. The other part was the fact that Akito looked like a fun killer, no girl or guy would want that... He was only on him yesterday because as long as someone looked good, that was enough. Great. Now he was secretly admitting this piece of shit was attractive.

 

"Why thank you, Aki-chan. Enjoy your second round of starvation," smiling he went on out of his bedroom, closing the door right behind him. He just had to lock him up there on his bed... There wasn't anywhere else could have put him, but he loved his bed. Hotaru loved to sleep on it and fondle his pillows and hold whoever was next to him for the night. Now he had to stay on the couch. Well whatever. That was the price for having a prisoner in his big comfy bed.

 

Hotaru dropped his suitcase on the sofa since he wasn't going to be sleeping over anywhere, though he did go to put some shoes on since he can go to his friends house for breakfast then come back. Breakfast meaning actual food. It wasn't nutritious for him in any way shape or form, but he had tastebuds that were still fully functional. He liked some good waffles every now and then just like anyone else. On top of that, he wanted to be around someone else.

 

None of his friend were close to him, they were all just cool people that he spent time with to make him not die from solitude. The only comfort they brought to him was their presence. He couldn't allow himself to feel bad or look distraught in front of them, and in that time being, he could just push his feelings to the side, because he didn't want to deal with any of that. He didn't want to be reminded that the person in his house was a hunter and he didn't want to be reminded that his family was gone and couldn't come back.

[Raychu]

Akito didn't react to the starvation comment like he normally would've. He kept getting upset over trivial words. He shoudove been stronger than a simple insult, but he wasn't. He was letting it get him so angry over nothing. Those words were nothing to him, but he let them be something. It was like riding on a roller coaster of mixed feelings. One minute he's going up and staying calm the next he's dropping control and getting so irritated. He was acting like a child not getting their way. One second their happy but when you say no they completely flip out. He hated how weak he was showing himself to be. He was letting another vampire control his feelings for him, getting the rise out of him he didn't want to give.

 

Akito closed his eyes, letting sleep wash over him. He was exhausted from the conversation... argument they just had. He could t get through to Hotaru that he was sorry, but he didn't care anymore. The vampire would resent him no matter what. It was obvious that a simple apology was meaningless. I'm sorry I brutally murdered your family, letting you see the horrors of my job. The apology for such a cruel act was like speaking in a mocking tone. Whether you meant it or not was not the problem, it was whether you committed it or not.

 

Akito dreamed of his family, he dreamed his father was proud of him, but it was a lie. He was proud the boy followed orders without question. It was like he was shackled in the endless loop of lies, manipulation, and hate. His dream turned dark, his dad trying to kill him for becoming a vampire. This isn't what he deserves for being a vampire, he's still their son inside and out. He didn't deserve hate for a simple change in himself. He was still the boy they showed love and affection to, no, manipulation and hate towards. They used him, he was programmable at that age. They had complete power over him, but now he couldn't be changed, it was too late for them.

 

Akito's eyes shot open, looking around the room. The room was much darker then before, showing it was nighttime already. He hated being here, he was remembering things he didn't want to. He was seeing things that weren't real. He felt like he was being taken over by sorrow and guilt, letting it be his everything. He was lost in the dark memories he held. He needed to escape but the hold on his mind was too strong for him. He was stuck in the pit of darkness held in his mind.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Being free, unlike Akito, Hotaru felt a lot more calm. With a breakfast of exactly what he wanted, which was waffles, and coffee on the side as well, his stress was hidden away from him for good. For now. He watched television with his happily unemployed friend, had some beers to make the mood even lighter and to give the sene that it was the weekend. Too bad it wasn't the weekend. Too bad Aki would still be there when he came back home. Too bad...

 

He had returned back home quietly when it was around noon to check on his prisoner, only to take a tiny peek in the room to see the guy was asleep. Hotaru shrugged his shoulders and went to his bag in order to change into his required attire for work, which was black pants, a white shirt and a dark red vest. It wasn't too formal, but it was also not too informal. It worked out since he was a bartender, one that often liked to drink on the job by the end of the night. He paid for the drinks he had, so it wasn't stealing, but he had to make sure that he wasn't seen around by the manager, who was the only one with a stick up his ass in the entire establishment. He already had two strikes. One for making out with a girl with a questionable ID by mistake and the second one was for being seen taking shots with a customer who didn't believe he could down six of them without hesitation.

 

At work, he always had a few fiends who came to stop by, today being an exception because it was Friday and they were probably off somewhere else, expecting him to go there right after his shift ended. Or it was because tonight felt three times as cold than yesterday because of the wild chill. If it was him, he'd choose to just stay home. Hotaru didn't want to go back home, but he didn't want to freeze his ass off outside anymore than he had to. His final decision was the reason when he got his coat on and wrapped himself up with his scarf, he went in the direction of home, slightly drunk and slightly depressed. Home sweet home. Hotaru wished that he had more people to talk to today, not just his friends. His need to hide away the pain wasn't satisfied as much as it could have.

 

Coming back home, the vampire rubbed his hands for warmth and pushed himself back gently on the door to close it behind him. He breathed his last breath under the scarf before pulling it off and setting it in its rightful place in the closet by the door with his coat and shoes. It was funny how his apartment looked the same. It hadn't changed visually after all. One thing though. It didn't feel too comfortable anymore knowing who was in his prized and only bedroom. Like with a lot of things he didn't want to deal with, he avoided them and he wanted to avoid Akito all the same. Yet, after putting on his pajamas and folding up his clothes back into the suitcase, which wasn't going to be used since he couldn't leave Akito alone for that long, he came to his room, only putting his head in to see if he was awake.

 

"Sleep good?" He asked, seeing that his eyes were no longer closed, joking with only half of his full smile, "You slept for two entire weeks, isn't that amazing? Haha..." Hotaru didn't want to willingly go inside the room because he wasn't even supposed to be here on his own claim of taking a 'vacation', but he came inside anyways, crossing his arms, "Just a question. Does someone need a potty break? If you do, I'll take you to my washroom..."

 

On second thought... He might have to go there anyways... This was man who has been on the streets for who knows how long. Him sitting laying in his room all day really did manage to stink up his room. Hotaru muttering under his breath, "Someone also needs a thorough bath..."

[Raychu]

Akito rolled over on his arm, sighing loudly. He didn't want to deal with Hotaru but he needed a bath, he felt so dirty. "Yeah, I guess that'd be a good idea," he mumbled. He hated to agree but the other was right, he smelled horrible from being in his sweaty clothes to so long. But he wouldn't ask to borrow clothes, he probably wouldn't fit them anyway. He had a more broad build than Hotaru, he clothes would feel tight. He yawned, questioning if he was actually asleep that long. There was no way, he knew he couldn't sleep that long. "Good lie, you almost had me. Did your trip end early? How would you even know if I sleep for two weeks if you were supposed to be gone?" he spoke in a quiet voice. He was too tired to try and put up a fight, but he'd damn well try.

 

Akito's eyes were half closed, still extremely drowsy. He turned more, putting his nose too close to the sheets. He inhaled Hotaru's scent, the sweet smell clogging up his nose. His eyes opened all the way, shifting onto his back again. "Gross," he muttered. The smell itself was not gross but it was too strong to smell all of it at once. He was already starting to feel slightly hungry, but not enough to send him into overdrive. A good bath and then he'd go straight back to bed. He else interaction with the boy, the happier he would. The more he slept, the less he'd have to deal with hunger pains. It was beneficial for him to just sleep.

 

Akito sat up, pulling at the cuff on his bound wrist trying to get comfortable. He was happy with the idea of being able to clean himself of the dirt that collected on him. But it dawned on him, would Hotaru be in the bathroom with him? He couldn't handle that, it'd kill his pride. "Question is, would you have to hang out in the bathroom with me?" he coughed out. Perhaps he could convince the boy not to be in there if he was planning on it. If there was something he could be cuffed to then he couldn't run, right? Why wasn't he trying to run anyway? He wanted out, but he wasn't even trying. Did he just give up on the idea of freedom? He was just accepting a fair punishment given to him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru rolled his eyes when he heard the comment about him sleeping and him being away for that long. If this was five hundred years ago, he wouldn't be so cocky. He'd be in a real dungeon and he wouldn't be so nice as to let him use his bathroom. Or be on his bed. Or have the luxury of being able to get to inhale his scent whenever he pleased! Hotarus smell wasn't gross. Aki was so rude... He ignored the mutter too though. He knew that newborn liked it, but was in denile.

 

He could no longer ignore his words when a viable question came out of the man's mouth. In response, he stuck out his tongue in childish disgust and shook his head, "I might have been interested in that yesterday, but no thanks... I'm going to uncuff you and let you do everything in there by yourself. I'm going to take all of your clothes so I can wash them as soon as you get in, but I'm going to lock you in so you don't run away like a coward while I'm doing that." Hotaru went to his dresser, opening a small jewelry box that was inside. The key to the cuff was in there and he picked it right up with his high class hands. High class because he has really soft hands and he never let them get too dry. He mosturizes.

 

"If you have any objections, you're a retard because those condition I think are pretty damn good..." He smiled at himself for keeping a good control of the situation, "And I think you already know that you can't run away. I'm stronger than you and faster." With a wink, he reached behind Akito and to release his wrist. He imagined that as soon as a few seconds roll by, Aki was going to spring up and attempt to run away. As much as he wanted to let him do that just to prove how futile any attempt for escape was, Hotaru just wanted to get this over with and he didn't want a fuss. He still felt half frozen from being outside and all he wished to do was lay down.

[Raychu]

Akito mentally sighed in relief that Hotaru was not going to be in there. He didn't even mind the fact he'd be locked in, he just wanted a nice bath. He mumbled a small "thanks", nodding his head. He was glad to have his clothes washed, getting rid of the sweat and dirt on them. They were the main reason he smelled so bad, they collected the stench. "I'm not going to run, there's no point in trying," he snapped. Running was becoming a touchy subject since he was so caught in between running and not. He didn't want to stay cuffed to a bed, but he didn't want to be out there attacking humans. It was a lose, lose situation. What was he supposed to choose? Starvation by a vampire or starvation because of himself? Either way he was starving. Here he at least had some sort of heat, he could keep his hygiene up, it was a better deal. Though he hated to admit it, it was the truth.

 

Akito rubbed his wrist when the cuff was removed. It was sore from being held in the metal so long, there was even slight bruising from his constantly banging his wrists against the rough metal. He didn't take this as a chance to run, he was just glad to have mobility with his hand once again. He stood up from the bed, stretching his arms upward. It felt nice to be able to move once more instead of being confined to a bed. "So where's your bathroom?" his voice soft and calm. He was tired of trying to fight with the other vampire, he needed a break from the migraines that came from it. He rubbed his eyes like a small child when just being woken up, trying to keep himself from falling over with exhaustion. He was sure he'd fall asleep in the bath, but it wouldn't bother him.

 

Akito opened his mouth to say something but he quickly closed his mouth deciding against it. He didn't want to make anymore conversation than he really needed to. Each time one of them said something it turned into some sort of argument. Though he was interested in knowing if there was another place he could cuffed to than the bed. He hated having to inhale Hotaru's scent snd he was sure the other didn't enjoy having to sleep on the couch. It would work in both of their favors if he were to move Akito but he doubted he could even if he wanted to. Akito would just have to deal with the mouth watering smell.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"I'll show you exactly where it is," he said, only taking a moment to set the cuffs on the side for latter, keeping the small key into his pocket for when the man was done, "I'm gonna give you like an hour," the older vampire giggled and gave Akito a little push while passing him to lead him, "Only because you probably have a lot of nasty sweaty grime all over you, it could take forever to get it all out." Hotaru had been too excited from having a new play buddy to care about any of what he just said. When he was in the moment, his standards for cleanliness were basically at none. Having blood into the equation made it in the negatives actually...

 

At the bathroom door, he left it open for Akito and came in to tell him where everything was, accidentally showing more hospitality than he needed to, "Towels are there, there's a wash cloth there you can use too. He pulled back the shower curtain and pointed to he nozzles, "Left is hot, right it cold... Shampoo is there, conditioner, soap, body wash, loofa, skin cleanser..." He coughed and crossed his arms, stopping himself from being a good host, "Anyways..." His mischievous smirk coming back to his face, he went to the door and leaned on it, "I need your clothes so you know. Strip for me. Put something saucy in it for me too, won't you?"

 

He would be giving him full privacy in the bath and such, but he couldn't just let him get off the hook completely. Hotaru knew that asking him for that in such a way would give him some level of discomfort. That and he wouldn't mind simply getting a look at him naked because why not? He was curious. He didn't exactly care or anything... The Curiosity of just knowing was different from the kind of curiosity that meant checking him out. But it was possible he wanted both, the second one being a reason Hotaru wouldn't admit to himself for only because of who this person happened to be.

[Raychu]

Akito frowned when he only got an hour in the shower, he wanted much more than that but he could make do. He was lucky the other vampire was even willing that long. He just needed to get clean, that was it. Maybe a little time for relaxation but he could do without it need be, he'll just sleep off the stress and tension once more. He tensed when Hotaru touched him but luckily it was only a small push, he didn't have to deal with being touched for too long. He followed behind to the bathroom, looking around as he walked in. It was suprisingly organized like the rest of the house, he had to give credit to the vampire for being so organized and clean, he didn't expect such a nice looking place. It reminded him of his old apartment, making him pout. He missed it, but he couldn't go back. It was too close to many vampire hunters, he'd be dead in seconds.

 

Akito rolled his eyes, removing his shirt and throwing it at Hotaru's face, by luck it got caught on his head. "I'd rather not do anything that would please you in such a way," his tone a bit more irritated than before. He kicked off his shoes, pulling off his socks, and his pants. He hesitated pulling off his underwear, his cheeks turning red form embarrassment. No one had ever seen him completely bare. He would walk around shirtless but nothing else, it was too weird for him. But it felt even worse doing it in front of the other vampire. He quickly pulled off his underwear, getting in the shower, closing the curtain. He wasn't out long enough to really be seen, lucky he was so quick to move. He felt so uncomfortable just taking his shirt off in front of the vampire, everything he did seemed to just make it worse for himself.

 

Akito turned the water to a bit past lukewarm, letting the water hit him instantly. He waited for the raven haired to leave, listening closely for the sound of the locking of a door. He wanted his peaceful time in the shower now, not wanting anymore interaction for a bit. He shower was more important than pointless arguments constantly happening. Feeling the water running down his back was wonderful. He could feel the grime just washing off instantly. It was a nice feeling that he hadn't had in forever. He leaned his head back letting the water run through his hair, pushing it back. This was something he missed the most when being out on the streets.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru pulled the shirt off his head, having a catlike smile on his face watching him take off his clothes and upon seeing his blush, it only widened. A grown man getting embarrassed for undressing in front of someone else... How childish of him. Hotaru could undress and strip in front of anyone in the world, sauciness included in that bundle. Only someone like him would be proud of having the shameless ability to do that. Living for such a long time, he stopped giving fucks to things here and there~

 

"Booo," he pouted when he wasn't granted a good view of Akito's package, taking the rest of the clothes he took off into his arms and making his leave. When he closed the door he reached to lock the door, but stopped when he realized that bathrooms didn't have locks on the outside, "... Um... Ha!" He went to dump the clothes in the cleared kitchen sink, then ran off to get one of the chairs from the dining table. He never did this before because he's never had to lock anyone in a room with no lock before, but he saw this in movies all the time, so it was sure to work! Too bad. When he came back to the door, he realized that the chair was too long for it to work. "Aw shoot..." He sighed and just decided to take the chair back and to start cleaning the clothes. What was Akito going to do? Leave and run out of the house naked and wet in the middle of a rough winter?

 

Hotaru gave a Ha! at the thought of him blushing and making a run for it, but anyways, Akito didn't seem like he was going to run away. Which he found disappointing... And confusing too. Why was he not putting up any kind of fight by now? He was only going to get weaker, his best chance at getting away was now, yet he was complying and it was like he was accepting this. Hotaru got the cleaner and started off with his shirt, his hyper and immature attitude fading into silence and a blank face. He probably is staying here because he won't be doing any better if he was outside. The guy has me washing his clothes while taking a shower after all... But Akito was his opposite. It looked like it was killing him to be around him for long periods of time, he probably would rather be dead than be around him, even if he was being kept in a decent place. He couldn't be accepting this right? He couldn't actually be feeling sorry enough to go through this right? Probably not.

 

It was a bit past an hour, Hotaru not noticing the time as he was making sure to be thorough in cleaning his clothes, until he point they smelled like his own laundry. Then he put it over the chairs to dry for now, and after that, he went to his room to look for dry clothes that would fit him. He played around with guys enough to get their clothes, knowing there was probably a big shirt, sweater or something like that around. Hotaru was right, finding a long sleeve shirt, soft pants and a pair of underwear. He didn't think Akito had to ask why he had underwear that wasn't his own knowing the kind of person that he was. He better not complain either because he could be wearing his smaller underwear or his own, which was still soggy. Hotaru came back to the door and knocked on it before entering in on his own, "You're time's up, Aki-chan~ I've got your new change of clothes."

[Raychu]

Akito almost laughed when Hotaru decided to boo him, what did he expect? He listened closely, hearing the door close but he didn't hear a click for the clock. Wasn't he supposed to be getting locked in here? After awhile he heard a thump on the door and a quiet "aw... shoot", that probably meant with the lock was broken or there was no lock. He could escape if he wanted to, he had a chance. He decided not to take it, it was pointless to run when naked. It was still pointless to run at all. Warm bed, warm shower, warm house, it seemed like heaven. He could really care less if he began to starve, he deserved it, he knew that much. No matter how much he fought the boy about it, he felt terrible about killing his entire family. He felt so much remorse for his actions, but he couldn't say that. He didn't want Hotaru to think twice about punishing him for his sins. He needed someone to do it, the other was just kind of convenient in that way.

 

Akito scrubbed himself down well, making sure he get every inch of dirt and sweat off of his body. The body wash smelling quite sweet like the fragrance the other gave off. He didn't like it as much on himself but he'd deal, it wasn't too bad of a smell, just quite strong. He ran his fingers through his hair, letting the water trickle down his body. It's like he could just feel the dirt lifting off of his skin. It made him feel so wonderful. He enjoyed the rest of the time in the shower just letting the water hit him. It was a soothing feeling, maybe if he felt relaxed he could have somewhat of a civil conversation with Hotaru, but he doubted that since he was so short tempered with everything that was said. Why did he get so mad over nothing? He knew it was nothing, but did his mind? Of course it did, so why did he get so angry? He'd love to know the answer to that question.

 

Amigo got out and grabbed a towel quickly rubbing his hair with it to get most of the water out. He heard he knock on the door as he wrapped it around his waist, making sure it was secure and propped up. "I... You can come in," he said quietly. He ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to push it back. He didn't care when his chest was completely exposed, it was more so when it was other things. He was about to make a snide comment but he decided it was ridiculous to act that way towards some hospitality the vampire was showing. But he really did hope that the spare clothes he got were clean or he'd be very upset. He knew how Hotaru would've got them so he hoped he washed them before giving them to him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Taking a deep breath of steam and shower fragrance, Hotaru smiled and handed over the clothes, "Go back to the room and get dressed, I promise I won't look, so don't be a baby." He took Akito's arm and dragged him to his bedroom again without waiting for him to say anything about it. He didn't have the right to complain about anything, as he mentioned before... "Im gonna change the sheets too so.. That's something I suppose." Closing the door behind them, he went right for the bed and tabbed the end, pulling it and somewhat dragging the pillows with it too. He wanted the sheets to smell clean and he fresh... He had a spare blanket that was exactly the same as this one in his closet. It was necessary if the sheets got too dirty after certain special, fun activities.

 

He was being too nice, he knew came to that while washing his prisoners clothes in his sink as if if he was a caretaker. He would still keep Akito on the bed, he still didn't know where else to put him otherwise that was more conventions and far away from the front door, but he knew how to restrict more of his freedom and he knew what to do that would be considered very mean to Akito in his position in two ways that he won't appreciate. It'll remind the newborn of his purpose for being here for sure. It also made up for he first time he tried doing it. Drinking his blood.

 

He was sure that it wouldn't hurt this time. They were aware of each other now, so there was no need to get a reaction out of drinking his blood again. Thinking about it, it was awfully cruel of Aki to not get a reaction when he drank from him. That meant that killing his family had such little to do with him that it slipped by. Hotaru, on the other hand, didn't... But he wasn't surprised of this. Akito already made it clear that he didn't even recall the details of that night because he hunted so many vampires already.

[Raychu]

Akito held the towel up around his waist, trying to keep the clothes in the same hand. He let himself be dragged without fighting back, it wasn't something worth getting angry over. Once the door was closed he let the towel drop, putting on the clothes that was given to him. The pants were a bit tight around the wait but he'd just deal until he got his clothes back. He pulled at the long sleeves, frowning. He never looked good in long sleeves, they make him look scrawnier than he was. He was grateful he even had clothes to put on instead of being bare in front of Hotaru. Though it still was bothering him if the clothes were washed or not. He hated the thought of wearing unclean clothes from another man's body. It made his stomach feel queasy, he didn't have a fear of germs or anything like that, he did however have a thing for cleanliness. He could brush it off like it was nothing if he really wanted to, which he just had to do with these clothes.

 

Akito felt a bit weird with how much hospitality Hotaru was showing towards him. It didn't sit right with him knowing why he was stuck here. He shifted his feet a bit as he watched the other redress the bed. He needed to figure out why the vampire was being so nice, was it because he would be nice but then hit Akito hard with some sort of punishment? That probably was he case. Akito just needed to be prepared for a sudden attack of some sort. He brushed his hair back nervously, unsure of what to do or say. The fight seemed to just be washed out of him in the shower so if he tried he might be able to have a civil conversation.

 

Akito pulled up the shirt sleeve, looking at the wrist that had been cuffed, the red ring faded for the most part. The bruises would make it sensitive feeling the metal on them once more. He wasn't too excited to be restrained again, but he knew he had to be. He sighed mentally. How much longer until he died? A few more weeks, maybe longer? He didn't want to be imprisoned that long. What if Hotaru didn't even let him die, what if he kept him alive but on the verge of death. The idea sounded cruel, but not really cruel enough to bother Akito. He'd just accept whatever was given to him as punishment.