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

[Raychu]

Akito was becoming more and more self conscious every second he had waited after speaking. He felt so disappointed in himself for talking in a dirty way that Hotaru wanted him to. The newborns skin on fire from the heat that coursed through him. What he just said wasn't something he could easily take back, no, he could never take it back. He couldn't play it off as nothing, that wasn't his personality. Unlike Hotaru who could toy around with his words, Akito could not. He was always serious and uptight, any words that came from his mouth were the dead truth. He spoke the words of sin and want, but that wasn't the worst part. It wasn't the part he was letting his fragile innocence go so easily. It was the satisfaction he must be giving the other. He let everything crumble in front of the older vampire, gaining the other more control.

 

Akito mentally sighed in relief that the other finally got off of him. It was becoming tiring having to lay there. It was amusing that Hotaru would call his own room a holding cell, it downgraded the living space he roomed in. Akito stared at the cuffs the other had retrieved, studying the details. They didn't look as strong as the other set he had on, they seemed like they could snap at the weakest pulls he could manage. That was an advantage. He'd rather be sleeping than have any of his fantasies acted out, it didn't seem appealing. He wanted his desires to stay holed up in his mind, he didn't want them actually happening. That'd cause more embarrassment than he could handle. He reveled in the fact the cuffs would be looser, that means he wouldn't have his bruises being pushed against constantly. "I don't enjoy surpises, I just want to sleep," he mumbled. He was not excited to hear about the minor detail left out of the one sided promise they made. The newborn never truly agreed, he could still worm his way out of it if he didn't like it, hopefully.

 

Akito laid down on the bed, welcoming the soft plush of the blankets around him. He laid on his back like he was before, waiting for the other to cuff him. He really hoped the detail that wasn't mentioned wasn't going to take away from him sleeping. That's all he wanted, but since Hotaru knew that's what he wanted most he probably wasn't going to get it so easily. There was bound to be a twist to the sweet words spoken by the raven haired. He truly wouldn't make a promise without some sort of revenge in the mix, Akito wasn't that dumb. He may have been slightly naive most of the time, but he could figure out there was ulterior motives in the spoken promise. He was prepared for something to be thrown at him, but he really didn't want to deal with it either. This vampire was draining him of any energy or fight he had left. No wonder he was so willing to give in. He just didn't feel the need to try and fight every little thing like in the beginning.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Good boy," he gave Akito a few pats on his cheek, wrapping the chain around one of the posts, clicking his wrists in loose enough the metal wouldn't be digging in his skin at all. "There you go..." He was starting to think that he should only put him in the cuffs when he was asleep because it was a hassle to have to lead him to the bathroom and stuff like that, but... No! He shouldn't. That was too much freedom for this guy. "If you break the cuffs this time... Don't. Please. I'll get in trouble with my friend and he'll want to know how exactly it broke, I won't know what to say." He was just going on, Hotaru knew Akito wouldn't actually care, nor would he be thinking about this when he was pulling at them again and trying to get out. "Until I get the rope," he winked, getting up and crossing his arms, looking at the man in the bed, "But I'm not going to get some ordinary rope, I don't know where the hell to get that and it won't match my color choices for the house. Black. Or red... I'll decide later."

 

Hotaru sighed, "Right now, what do you think is going to happen? I didn't get to do anything with you all day and you even got to roam around without your guardian watching over you," He sat down on the side of the bed, leaning close to his face and rubbed the newborn's crotch. He spoke a lot quieter, dangerously close, "I said you can finally come in here, but I never said I'd leave you alone. You're still getting your fix of punishment, man. You're not getting off the hook, not even for a day." Hotaru already had his own fix, if you know what he means, with Yuu, so he wasn't going to be moving around too much. Just enough to get Akito stirred up before leaving him when it got good. With that in mind, he kissed the other man's lips slowly.

 

"Your words exactly were But you know, the deep throating does sound quite nice. But it's hard to imagine how it actually feels. But you could drink my cum, I would really like to see that," he lifted up the bottom of Aki's shirt to undo the button of his pants, pulling the zipped down too. When that was open, he slipped his hand into his pants, rubbing his underwear, "You don't say? I haven't seen your dick yet, so I'd like to see that on top of watching you squirm around from your first blow. And the best part is for me you can't hide your face either. I want to see every part of you when I suck your dick, Aki-chan."

[Raychu]

Akito lightly tugged at the cuffs, they were weaker than the other pair. He could easily break them with enough strength, but he'd try to refrain from doing so. He rolled his eyes at the comment about breaking them, it wasn't his fault that other stole them to restrain a vampire. Unlike the other pair these were just meant for sexual purposes. Rope, he was going to get rope. Akito shouldn't have even mentioned the damn thing. Rope really hurt, he's seen its caused injuries before. "You sure like to ramble today, I don't really care," he muttered. He was sure Hotaru knew that already, but the other didn't care either. It was obvious how much the other really cared at all, none. The raven haired was wasting his breath though when Akito really wasn't listening.

 

His eyes narrowed looking at Hotaru, scowling. All he wanted was to peacefully sleep, this wasn't going to be fun. He really didn't want to deal with the older vampire's games. His body was already out of control from thinking about his desires, this was making it worse for Akito but better for Hotaru. Akito was an open book with his emotions, the other was able to just feed off of that alone, but getting reactions out of him was much easier. Akito had no control over himself at all, not his body, not his emotions, not his thoughts. He let each thought invade his mind, refusing to push it out. "How cruel of you. I wasn't expecting much less though," he grumbled. Though he was hoping to be able to sleep, he knew that wasn't going to happen. He already predicted the ulterior motives of the promise so this wasn't very surprising as Hotaru might have hoped it been.

 

The newborn instinctively closed his eyes when kissed, it just felt natural to do. He slowly opened his eyes, furrowing his eyebrows when Hotaru decided to speak. "Don't recite the words I spoke, they're disgusting," he snapped. Hearing his fantasies being spoken out by someone else made them that much worse. Now he had to face what he said, which he really didn't want to do. "Ew, get your filthy hands out of my pants." He stared at where Hotaru slipped his hand, his face becoming hot once more. "I don't actually want that, it's just a desire. Don't act it out," his voice becoming full of worry. He didn't want to be touched by Hotaru, he knew he'd give in. He couldn't hide himself, he was at the mercy of the other once more. He could fight back but he was the one restrained, not Hotaru. Akito was the one who was vulnerable, at the ready of the vampire whenever.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru smiled and lightly nipped on Akito's lip, "Do you not know what the word desire means, Aki-chan? Desire is the strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen. So how exactly can you say you don't want it and its just a desire in the same sentence? You're head must be untwisted after having some rough days. Being hungry..." Hotaru looked down at his hand massaging in the newborn's pants, looking up at him again while biting his bottom lip, "being left rock hard yesterday and not being able to touch yourself... Let me touch it for you, Aki-chan." The way his face was already getting a burning red was getting him worked up slowly from the inside out, Hotaru wanting to see more than just him blushing and idly refusing his services. The people who refused anything like this from him never regretted it in the end. Well they might, but those were the instances where he took straight men and showed them the best time of their life. He fucked a Christian and made him question his spirituality and sexuality for weeks he bet.

 

The old vampire moved his head, licking his neck and kissing the wet areas, moaning as he pressed his lips on his skin, moving his hand in Akito's pants with more friction, pressing his other hand on his chest and rubbing one of his nipples through his shirt, "I know you want to see it. Me between your legs, giving your hard cock kisses just just like this, licking and sucking it... Ahh..." Hotaru suckled his neck, it was just under the collar he put around his neck. It really did look good on him. He never would doubt his intuition of what looks good on his dog and what doesn't. "Just tell me to do it, Aki-chan. Tell me you want me to do it and I will. I mean it... I'm not joking because I want to see what happens just as much as you do."

 

Making people curl their toes and grow red like a tomato... Hotaru was so happy he was born a vampire so he could live the rest of his life bending people's desires and turning people inside out with pleasure on different plains of the ways possible. Akito was a virgin, someone who didn't like to be touched, a guy who never would catch a break from his relentless teasing for... who knows how long! Forever if he could. Cruel and unusual punishment. That was what it was called, right?

[Raychu]

Akito felt his breathe quickening, his body wanting more of the touch. "Let me rephrase i-it then, I don't really want it. It was just an ideaahh," his words perfectly coming out until the end. "S-S-Stop touching me." Sure it sounded nice to finally get rid of the pent sexual tension he was feeling, but not with Hotaru. He'd rather masturbate than let himself get off by the other. The raven haired obviously just came back from having his fun, he was dirty. Disgusting. Akito didn't want any weird germs being spread to him. Not that he wanted the touching to happen anyway, even if Hotaru was clean. It was still an unwanted thing. The newborn would say it was for germs but it really was for the the fact he didn't want to give the older vampire anymore control than he already had. The brunette squirmed, pulling at the cuffs, the sensation overwhelming him.

 

He felt his cock twitch when he had one of his nipples played with. He didn't think he'd be sensitive to that kind of touch, wasn't that normally for girls? "Get your fuckaaahhh~... f-fucking filthy haaaands out of m-m-my pants. Haaahh," he spoke through moans. He couldn't stop them from coming out, it was like they just naturally did. His body was obviously reacting to everything Hotaru did. It was obvious he was contradicting himself with say how he didn't want it, his body was saying otherwise. His brain was saying the same as his body. He was curious to feel the wet mouth on his cock, but why did it have to be Hotaru. Why did he have to have his body start reacting to a guy, nonetheless. Why couldn't it have been a cute girl? Because he never was interested in them, that's why. Hotaru was special, he easily brought out the lust held in Akito. Lust was something the newborn never felt until now. He hated the touching, but he didn't hate Hotaru's touches. How annoying.

 

The newborn gave in, his body wasn't going to calm, at least he'd get some kind of relief out of this. "F-Fuck, just do it... mmmaahh," he breathed out. There was no point in trying to refuse, Hotaru wasn't going to give. He'd just keep teasing Akito until he gave eventually, why not just end the torture sooner. His mind was full of the pleasure that he was feeling, there was no point in trying to push it out. It was there, embedded in his mind. He never really cared for sexual acts until he met the vampire on top of him. He changed in such a short amount of time, impressive. He could commend Hotaru for doing that, if he wasn't trapped there as a forever prisoner. Or, he hoped it wasn't forever.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He grinned, nodding at the simple request, "Yes, okay, Aki-chaaan." Hotaru continued rubbing him for the time being, kissing the man another time just to make his mind number like he knew it would. When he parted their lips gain, he gave his nose a kiss too as he brought his hand out of Akito's increasingly tightening pants. It took both his hands to do so, but he pulled down the band of his pants and his underwear, grabbing the ex-hunter's length firmly in his hand, moving it up and down. Hotaru had to say, he had a pretty good dick in his hand. It made him just want to... Hotaru licked his lips, moving himself down, laying his chest on the bed and being in a nice position between Akito's legs. "What a nice, tasty looking thing," his red eyes looked up at the other man as he gave his length a gentle kiss on the tip, almost looking innocent while tapping it agai "Plump, ripe~ virgin... Can't wait to taste. Make sure to feed me lots of your cum, Aki-chan."

 

Filthy. He wasn't filthy. Hotaru would appreciate it more if he was referring to his sexual beauty as being that, because yes. In a way he was very filthy. As in his mind was dirty as hell and he liked using his body to do filthy, but pleasurable things with other people. Being called filthy as in literally being dirty? Nah, he could go without that. He hoped Akito didn't think of him as being dirty in that was for real... It didn't matter because in the end, he still acted like a huge whore but... He still wondered. He didn't, he couldn't, have any diseases, and he made sure that there wouldn't be any little Hotarus coming out of the chicks he banged, it wasn't like he was scum like that. The vampire just really liked having sex. There was nothing wrong with doing something animalistically natural to do. He embraced the inner desire and sought it out freely.

 

Hotaru closed his eyes and gave the head another kiss before opening his mouth and taking it inside, sucking the tip first before taking in more and more... Having a hard, hot dick in his mouth, having it against his tongue was satisfying to Hotaru, making him moan as he sucked again, dipping more into his mouth and sucking it once more. When he opened his eyes, he was ready to take in more of that marvelous blush, that face reluctant to receive his pleasure while thirsting for it at the same time. Hotaru took it out of his mouth completely next, stroking his dick with his hand and lolling his tongue over the slit at the head where he could taste his cum starting to leak out of, "Aahhh..." He moaned yet again before smiling and giggling, taking him into his mouth where he started to actually do it for real, eating up a good amount of his cock and bobbing up over and over again, his tongue lacing he bottom of the shaft and giving it more to feel when he took it in.

 

The more he was doing it, the more he was actually getting into it, forgetting that he wasn't supposed to be going all the way with his actions... There he was though, acting as if this was someone he met at the bar that he found out was a virgin. Aka, he was giving Akito the best he had. Hotaru could live forever, but he still had the misfortune of having a gag reflex, so when he took his dick in too much, he got chills and coughed, but he would keep doing it anyways until he actually managed to be swallowing almost all of his length in his throat. His confident eyes had tears in them from his reflex being abused and also by his own enjoyment.

[Raychu]

Akito hissed in pleasure at being completely exposed when he was touched. Shivers shot through him. The feeling of someone else's hands on his was amazing. Hotaru's hands were soft, it felt nice for the fingers to wrap around his length. His eyes narrowed at the words spoken. No matter how much pleasure he felt, Hotaru's talking ruined everything. He didn't like dirty talk, absolutely not. But he hated it when Hotaru spoke at all, his voice was annoying to the ears. Dirty talk only made it worse, but he always had to get his piece in. Akito wouldn't let it ruin his fun though, or he would try. At least with a blowjob Hotaru wasn't going to be able to run his mouth. That was a great change of pace.

 

The newborn jerked upward when the mouth came into contact with his aching cock. He only said wait, trying to get used to the feeling of the mouth, but he couldn't seem to form any words. "Haah~! Mmhaah," his moans getting louder. He listened to himself moan, his loud voice filling the quiet room. His face was becoming as hot as fire, ectasy dushing up to his head. He stared at Hotaru, watching every movement closely. His eyes filling with the lust he was disgusted by so much. When the other pulled off, he could see cum start to slowly flow out of the tip. That wasn't a very attractive thing to him, but watching Hotaru lick it was. Until he decided to do the cheesy moan, then the newborn lost interest in the scene. He didn't really care for any ring until he felt the mouth envelop his length once more.

 

"S-So goohhh~... aahh," Akito breathed out in one breath, the air being taken from him. His heart was beating against his chest so hard, his body going numb, only the feeling of pleasure was noticeable. His eyes never once removed from Hotaru as he started once again. When the older vampire coughed, Akito pursed his lips. Not very sexy, but he could deal with it. The other's eyes started to water, pushing the newborn over the edge. It excited him to see tears in Hotaru's eyes, even if they weren't because of things Akito did. "Fuck... F-Fuckaaahh." He pulled at the cuffs, his body tensing. This felt beyond worked up, Hotaru really knew what he was doing. Though it was to be expected of the sex crazed demon he was.

 

Akito was finding himself to be pushed over any sanity and logic he still had left. "S-Stop, e-enough," he managed to get out. The words were completely opposite of what he actually wanted, that was obvious. But he didn't want to become complete putty in the other's hands. He didn't want to be toyed around with anymore. He didn't even want to see the luxury of Hotaru drinking his cum, he wanted him to stop before he even got the chance. "No haah... mnaah, m-m-more. Ho-Hotahhhh." He shook his head violently to the sides, all his sensible thoughts being pushed out. This was becoming a problem, one he needed to fix before it became too much.

[Coffee-Tastic]

This wasn't something that could be helped in the 'sex crazed demon he was', but Akito wasn't the only one getting extremely high from this. Being told no more, hearing the man's moans of pleasure, hearing him say it was so good and hearing his name nearly be spoken with being cut off by a moan, it was really getting him turned on to the point where he couldn't just lay there anymore, moving his hips in order to rub his crotch on the bed like an animal in a desperate heat. He felt far to driven to stop and looking up at Akito, it might be clear that he was losing it in some regard as well. Being put into a state like this, being put in this situation by himself, being forced to be restrained by himself, it was embarrassing. Was he really too much of a slut to stop doing this? It felt like that.

 

Hotaru's eyes closed in the moment, sucking his cock harder with saliva moving down his chin from his nonstop, continuous motions of bobbing his head up and down, swallowing Akito's cock the best he could to get what he wanted. The shame of his desires made his pale cheeks turn pink for the first time, turning half of his body to the side to reach down and take out his own erection to pleasure himself too. It wasn't on his list for today to allow Akito to watch him masturbate, this situation being a fluke on his own accord, but here it was. The vampire moaned with a mouthful of dick, waiting.... Waiting for Akito to spill all he had in his mouth and swallow all of it down, to milk him dry too. If he was going to get it, he was going to drink up all this virgin had to offer.

 

He'd hate himself for this. He was treating this more than torture. He was handling this as if Akito was his own boy toy for his lusts and leisures. When did that happen?

 

... it happened when he tried to bite off more than he could chew. He couldn't stop from this. Akito being here was like teasing himself just as much as he was doing to the newborn. The thing worse about it was even if he realized this, he'd keep telling himself he'd do a better job next time. But he wouldn't. It was going to bite him hard in the ass, it sure was.

[Raychu]

Akito closed his eyes, laying his head back. He got tired of watching Hotaru, it was only turning him on more. All he could hear was the sounds of his moans and the wet sounds coming from the older vampire sucking him off. He wanted to continue to try and say no more, but Hotaru wasn't stopping. It felt a bit too amazing to have the tongue pressed against his cock, it was aching for release. Everything about this was amazing, better than something he could've imagined up. He wanted to run his fingers through the ravens hair, but he was restrained. Maybe this is what made it so torturous, he couldn't touch, just feel. He really wanted to touch the other, but he couldn't. Feeling it was nice, but being able to touch would make it a thousand times better, he was sure.

 

When he opened his eyes once more to look down at Hotaru. Seeing the other touching himself might have been the best scene yet. He was entranced by the scene before him. His moans seemed to get louder by the scene being displayed in front of him. "Mmnaah~... Hootaaru... haah," he called out the vampire's name once more. He didn't know what made him do such a thing. It just naturally rolled off his tongue. He was too in the moment to think about what he was actually thinking or saying, everything was about the wonderful feeling spreading through his body. He didn't find it shameful anymore to cry out, h found himself liking it a lot, his voice just couldn't be kept in. His body felt on fire, it felt tingly from everything he was feeling.

 

The newborn could feel something rising in him, it felt like it was going to come out. "Waahh... Wait," he tried to want the other. He honestly didn't like the thought of his cum being drinker as much as he thought he did. It sounded gross, not very appealing to the eye, it was definitely dirty. Though it probably suited Hotaru well he still didn't like the thought of it happening to him. It made him feel much more weird about the situation he was being put into. "Stoooh~... S-Stop it." His body felt spasm as he felt something spurting out of his lower area. He cried out at the pleasure, the ecstasy destroyed any common sense he seemed to have left. His breaths were short, the overwhelming pleasure took the life out of him. He was still trying to calm his breathe, but his body needed to be calmed first. He wanted to close his eyes, but he watched Hotaru closesly seeing if he actually drank the newborn's cum.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru already went past his original goal of just getting Akito worked up, he might as well go this far... Though he didn't decide that for himself, his mind was already lust clouded and he was going to do anyways. That was sugar coating it too, because he wanted it badly. As soon as he tasted his semen, he took a deep breath out of his nose as if he was relieved, swallowing every thing and sucking more to utter him out. There was a slight twitch in his brow, but not from discomfort, it was because he was trying to get off too, the flux of Aki's moaning was too sweet to his ears and he couldn't last any longer laying there being the only one left whithing from pleasure.

 

He made sure the taste of Akito was all gone from his mouth before he took his cock out of his mouth, a breathy moan coming out of his lips as his eyes opened and looked up at the newborn vampire's spent orgasm face, one of his own forming on his face, putting his head down on the other man's thigh. Stealing one's innocence was a more sexier than he thought... "Hah... Aahh... Mm!" Hotaru lowered his gaze then closed his eyes with his pleasure dripping off his mouth, getting to his orgasm as well. Hotaru didn't have anyone to drink up the leftovers of his release, so he knew he had to get up and clean it before it stained. But he was tired. He spent So much time Yuu with breaks only being for television, food or a shower, now this.

 

Keeping his head down there, he closed his mouth, taking air in and out through his nose to calm himself down. He didn't want to face what he did, betraying his own torture for his own desires. In his calming breaths, he groaned, his eyes opening towards the wall, "Oops." he mumbled, slowly looking towards akito with an expression not so happy or lusty anymore, "... Well you enjoyed that didn't you?" Coming down from that high, he was now angry. Not at Akito, But at himself.

[Raychu]

Akito watched the other swallow everything, it definitely was a turn on, though he wondered if it was tasted gross. He had heard many girls say that it was, but everyone had different tastes, perhaps that meant the flavor of semen as well. He felt the sensitive feeling in his lower half fade, feeling his breathe steady out. They became even and balanced. He felt so much pleasure from just a little thing, it showed Hotaru knew what he was doing. He probably had a lot of time to practice this. That's right, dirty mouth, it had touched others before. That thought alone could cause him to vomit, it truly was disgusting to think someone so impure had the first chance to suck him off. But he could be mad at only himself for letting Hotaru do what he did. He was given the option right in the beginning to refuse... or Hotaru seemed to have led on. Maybe it still would have turned out the same way even if Akito decided to refuse the act.

 

His eyes gazed intensely at watching the other reach his own orgasm. The face Hotaru gave was priceless, it was amazing. The newborn could probably get hard again just from the sight alone. No, that wasn't a good thing to even think about. He already got enough for the day, he didn't need anymore. He didn't want to get hard again just to be left in that state once more, it's painful. It's extremely painful to not be touched, which the older vampire wouldn't care about. Any form of torture was okay with the other, though the newborn detested each and every one of them. But the others face still was quite sexy, it was easy material for masturbation. Enough. Stop thinking about the face, it was only going to make the situation a lot worse than it was before.

 

"It was good... I guess," he spoke slowly. His throat seemed a bit scratchy from how loud he was, but it would be gone within a day. The words he spoke lied, Hotaru probably knew that. Akito didn't find the blowjob to just be good, it was amazing. For his first time at least, he didn't have much to compare it to, never really would either. But he downed what he actually felt. He enjoyed it, a lot. But he wouldn't admit that flat out, it was obvious he enjoyed it, the older vampire didn't even need to ask. The question seemed to be more rhetorical, now the newborn felt dumb for even answering it. His dark red eyes roamed over the ofher's new face. He wasn't happy, one bit, but that shouldn't be Akito's fault. He didn't do anything wrong for once, he just did as he was told. He didn't complain once, whatever Hotaru was mad about was on him.

 

"Hey, I can go to bed now right? I'm tired," he mumbled. His body felt exhausted, he couldn't tell if because it was his first time ever getting off like that, or if he was just strained from the entire day. He had a nice while of freedom before being restrained to the bed once more. At least he got his chance at the freedom while it lasted, he could've left, he didn't. He was only facing the consequences of the choice he took. "I really just want to sleep now." He shifted his arms, hearing the cuffs clang on the metal. They were loosened but it didn't make the position any better, it still wasn't comfortable, it made it quite hard to sleep in. Which he really wanted to do. They both had their fun, the newborn needed to the day to be over. He was quite upset with himself with what he let Hotaru do. He had only himself to blame for that.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru pursed his lips with a roll of his eyes, because he knew it was a lie to just simple call his blow job "good, I guess". Akito was just flustered from getting a blow like that for the first time. He didn't care about him trying to pass over the fact he was so skilled, and didn't say any kind of comment in returned. Picking up his head, he pulled up Akito's underwear over his dick for him, then the pants he was wearing, "Me too, Akito," he said back, sitting up once the newborn was clothed again, fixing up his underwear and pants as well. He wished he could just sleep here, in his bed, but he wouldn't. Not with him there, he didn't want him around while he slept and was possibly looking vulnerable, and possibly was vulnerable. Hotaru knew he did things in his sleep. Cry, growl, speak... He didn't want to be doing any of that around the person he was supposed to be treating like a dog. Supposed to.

 

"You can sleep, so g'night." Hotaru got off of his bed and took a tissue out of the box on his nightstand to clean up the mess he made on his sheets. There wasn't much to be said anymore, so he didn't say anything else. Akito probably appreciated that, which he didn't like, but that displeasure wasn't enough for him to talk and taunt him. The vampire tossed away the tissue, not giving his prisoner another look before leaving, turning off the lights before closing the door behind him. It was so hard for him to not think about this simple fact: he was doing a horrible job at giving revenge to the person who killed his family. Hotaru closed his eyes and took a deep, quiet breath. If he was going to get him good, he couldn't let himself fall victim to the same game he was doing with Akito. He didn't like to think of himself as weak to pleasure, but he was, it was clear by how quickly his torture session turned into getting that man off and masturbating to it too.

 

After a quick wash of his hands, his face and then brushing his teeth, he changed his clothes, enjoying the comfort of soft clothes against his skin at the end of an uneventful, but tiring day. On the sofa he lay, clicking on the television while eating a mouthful of a bag of puffed cheese popcorn from the store. He turned up the volume very high, hoping to bother Akito in some way, as for himself, he tortured himself with watching cable tv... But really, he wasn't going to sleep because he was too busy thinking of what to do yet again.

 

He wasn't going to kill Akito, he knew that much. What on earth would he do with a dead body in his house? Anyways, it was already established, he no longer could harm other people intentionally because he grew too soft over the many many years of existing. His form of punishment seemed okay enough except for the fact he had a hard time keeping his head leveled while he was giving Akito his sexual frustration. If that was his problem, he should then tire himself out more then, right? That sounded like a really stupid idea, it did more than anything else he might come up with, because he already did an exhausting amount today, but if he was too tired, it would work...

 

"Fuck that." He put his hand over his face. He wasn't going to put himself through that just to do things right. What he could do? He already had a plan of what he was going to do.

 

I'll Starve him... He thought while munching on more popcorn he stuffed in his mouth. He could tease him around a little, but he wouldn't do more than that. Letting that bastard starve, it'll drive him crazy. Then he'll really have fun.

 

He was too tired to smile, but he laid there on his stomach, soon falling asleep there on he sofa with the tv still blasting. There was crumbs all over his face and he didn't even lick the cheese off his fingers, his hand limp and falling off the side.

[Raychu]

Akito sighed in relief that he was finally able to just sleep peacefully, that's all he wanted the entire time. Having the blowjob was a nice treat but he would rather just have slept. Treat. He was slready feeding into this doggy play by considering that to be a treat. A nice one at that. Pretty soon he could feel himself be begging for a bone to be given. The thought alone killed him, he was doing an extremely poor job of trying to fight back, or so he would say. He had some sort of fight in him in the beginning, though what he just displayed so openly was not any sort of fight. He was giving in to everything Hotaru wanted or demanded, the other seemed to realize that just as much as he did. How was this torture? It didn't feel much like it, unless torture was supposed to feel overwhelming pleasure. He doubted that was the case though.

 

"Night," he muttered under his breath. His eyes instantly closed, being given permission to just sleep. He was sure they were both too tired, meaning Hotaru wouldn't have much in store left for the night. Akito would gladly take advantage of that, getting as much sleep as the other would let him. He doubted the raven haired was just going to let him do as he pleases all the time, something was going to change, he could just feel it. Though he couldn't say he was excited for another random change. Hotaru randomly changed his ways of torture all the time, the brunette was having a hard time keeping up with the quick changes of pace. He kept being thrown for a loop in each day, his patience was wearing thin. His body was wearing down, his exhaustion taking over him.

 

The light went off, he let himself sink into sleep, or so he tried to let himself. He was close to falling into a slumber when the loud television woke him from that peace. He grumbled, trying to tune out the annoying background noise. That did not work out so nicely for him, it only kept him up. He tried to make himself comfortable with the position he was being held in, but nothing could muffle the sounds of the television. Didn't this guy have neighbors? How did they not hear the ruckus the T.V. was making. His eye was twitching as the opened, staring at the dark walls around him. This was horrible, all he wanted was to sleep. Did he really need to beg just for a peaceful sleep? That he wouldn't do, it was pointless. It would be just one restless night, not a dozen. But a one could turn into a larger number real quick. He was trapped here for as long as Hotaru wanted him to be, he couldn't leave until then.

 

The night was long, so very long. Akito would have a catnap here and there, but the noise was too much for him to fall asleep to. He was relieved when the sun finally peered through a small crack in the blinds, shining a small fragment in the front of the room. He felt a need to wake up Hotaru out of spite, it would be like the time when he first woke up with the cuffs on. But he decided to play nice for awhile, it wouldn't take that much longer for the other to get up. Maybe an hour or so, probably more, it was unlikely it would be less. He could wait, he could be patient, he could be a good boy like Hotaru wanted him to be.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Zzz...." Still asleep three whole hours after Aki's hope of waking him up, Hotaru was still on the sofa with his arm fully numb and unusable by this point. He snored lightly, normally not snoring, though the position he was in made it impossible to be silent while having deep sleep. For a vampire, he could sleep a lot. The tv kept going, from the scheduled programs, to repeats, to the few antique garden gnome sale shows to back to more normal programs... Right now, a commercial was playing about pet food and a dog kept barking and barking... "Dog..." He frowned and barked loudly and angrily at the tv, still asleep in a way, "Shut up already!!"

 

His own voice scared him and his eyes opened with more awareness, "Oh shit... Haha..." He sat up, reaching for the remote with his cheesy fingers. It tuned off after pushing the power button, licking his lips to taste salty crumbs to his displeasure. Yuck. The first thing he did was clean up his face and hands, the water also served well to wake him up more. Today he had nothing to be doing for the day. Sunday was Sunday and he was going to enjoy himself today by himself. He wasn't going to go into that room at all. Not at all. Not even to go in his closet. He vowed on this, walking past his bedroom door without even looking at it.

 

He thought about it though. Akito probably liked the silence. He'd enjoy not having someone come in the room. For that, he smiled wide and went to his phone and plugged it into his stereo system, humming while putting on his music. It was loud and upbeat, swing music, which was his favorite kind of thing to listen to out of all of the generations. He moved some of his hair behind his ear, dancing around towards the kitchen to grab some grapes, "Hmmm, hmmm hmm~ yummy." Popping one in his mouth, he came towards his door and put his back on, tapping the back foot on the door to the rhythm of the song, "Good morning. Akito!" He had to be loud so his voice would be over the music, "Did you sleep well?! I dreamed about you Aki! You were on your back and you were begging me to scratch your belly! You were also furry and had a tail! The collar still looked good on you though, haha!" He ate another grape, his head back in leisure.

[Raychu]

Akito was being so patient, but the three hours were a long wait for him. He had waited all night so waiting more wasn't hard, it was just boring and cruel. It left him to his own thoughts, things he didn't want to think about. It was that or listening to what was going on, on the television. He chose his thoughts, he hated T.V. It was one of the worst things to exist in the century, something he just never got into. The newborn got to the point of pulling at the cuffs out of boredom. Not hard enough to break them, but he was seriously contemplating it. But that would be more out of retaliation because of how loud the other decided to make the his stupid cable. Though he felt obligated to keep them in top shape, not ruining them in anyway he could. It really didn't matter if he did ruin them, but he was going to try his damnedest to not do that one thing. It probably is extremely hard trying to explain what happened, or even make up an excuse. This shouldn't matter, he wasn't the one having to lie to his friend, he was the one restrained. He didn't care if the flimsy cuffs broke, even if he did it on purpose. That tempted him to do it more.

 

The other finally awoke, but the brunette snorted when he yelled at the dog on the commercial. What an idiot, he was getting aggravated over his own choices. It was nice to be put into a silent room once more, able to hear small noises. His ears still felt awkward, having been used to the loudness of the television. He closed his eyes, he was to tired from a sleepless night, he barely had any energy to even keep up with the day. A nap, a full day's rest, anything that let him sleep just for a bit sounded

wonderful. Once again when he was so close to falling asleep something loud had to blast through to wake him up. This was something he could deal with a lot more than a television, it was swing music. Though he preferred the blues a lot more, he could still fall asleep to this. It was soothing to his ears, at least he didn't feel like he was going deaf.

 

His hands clenched and unclenched into fists, ready to break the cuffs at any moment. He wanted to sleep, but Hotaru decided he wanted to ruin that for Akito himself. After patiently waiting all night, all he wanted was for other to return to his own slumber. He closed his eyes, ignoring the tapping on the door, at least it was in sync with the music. He let the music fill his ears, tuning out whatever Hotaru was saying. Sleep was was high over him, inviting him in so quickly. He was ready to break the cuffs and leave, a sleepless night could make one do crazy things. Sleepless nights made people in such a weird state of mind, he needed a proper sleep or the next minute he'd be hearing things that didn't existed. Perhaps Hotaru wasn't existing right now, maybe this was a dream, or a figment of his imagination that he was bringing into the real world. Or he wished, then the annoying banging on the door would cease, that was not the case. Hotaru was real, a real pain in the ass.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"I like cats a lot more than dogs though to be honest! Dogs require a lot of work and maintenance! You don't need to walk a cat outside twice a day or else they go bat shit hyper! But I have seen someone with a cat on a leash outside before and it was really cute! You're probably wondering," he turned around and opened the door

, the music flowing in the room and his loud voice projecting even louder with the door open, "Why don't I have a cat, right?! There's no animals allowed in the building first of all, and second I know I'll be outliving my pets and it'll break my heart to know it'll die someday! BECAUSE I WANT ALL MY PETS TO STAY WITH ME FOREVER!" Seeing Akito in bed looking tired and as if he got no sleep, which was awesome, it made him want to be louder and torture him some more. Hotaru didn't come in the room, going by his own vow still, but also annoying the hell out of the motherfucker.

 

Hotaru just woke up and even if he splashed water in his face, that didn't stop him from acting so strange in the morning. He spun around to the music and popped another grape in his mouth, "ID ASK IF YOUVE HAD ANY PETS BEFORE, BUT IT WOULD BE DOG INCEPTION IF YOU OWNED A DOG. YOU CANT OWN A DOG BECAUSE YOURE A DOG. ALSO. I OWN YOU, SO DIBS ALREADY GO TO ME." He moved out of sight, dancing and bumbling freely, humming the rhythm and even singing, his voice not being half bad at all. Still loud however. "She's been around for so long, I take her hand and lead her away with me, I don't want this night to end... But after the party is done, I'll take her hand.... And take her hooome with meeee!"

 

A Sunday morning and him being so loud... Poor neighbors. Though it would be hard to bear for anyone, Hotaru's loud volume continued to go on. When he was loud, louder than the soundproof walls could take, he always apologized to the people who lived around him... With money. For this, he might be giving his direct neighbors a thousand dollars. Anyone else who was bothered by the noise was given 500 bucks. When anyone asked where he got the money from, all he had to say was how he sold things from his long line of coins from his collection. Which was actually true. Nobody believed it, but this being Hotaru, they didn't want to hear any other excuse in fear of what it might really be. Hotaru wished that they had gotten a bank account with all of their money in it, from the dawn of time up until now, but it was too complicated to have one. If they did have a single account with all their money in it, it would be awfully suspicious. They wouldn't be seen as vampires, but probably as big time criminals. Hotaru lived rich most of his life and he missed it in a small way.

 

Living like this though, in an apartment with a job, was simple. Simple was easy to manage and Hotaru didn't like things to be complicated. He wasn't exactly the best person to trust when dealing with things that can get tangled up easily because of his personality and his special ability of being mindless sometimes.

[Raychu]

Akito took deep breaths when the other kept going on and on, trying to not flip out. He mumbled a small "shut up", knowing the other couldn't hear him over the deafening music that blasted through the whole apartment. He opened the door and the newborn huffed and puffed, becoming like a small child once more. He just needed to keep his sanity, he didn't to maintain calm. The other wouldn't have anything over him if he started shouting and screaming out of anger. He relaxed himself into the bed, biting his tongue. These were just words to get at him, Hotaru was just taking pointless jabs knowing the brunette reacted to it. Akito had control over his anger and emotions, this wasn't bothering him one bit. None of the words could harm him, they meant nothing. They were used for the purpose of agitating him, he knew this yet his blood was still boiling.

 

I am not his dog. The words ringing over and over in his head. He was not the puppy Hotaru claimed him to be, he only had control over him for the time being. But when was that time going to end? Never seemed like the proper word for when. It seemed like the raven haired wasn't going to give him up that easily, that would be too much trouble for both of them alike. Hotaru wanted revenge, Akito didn't want to go out into the streets unprepared, which he was. But there would be a time when he would be able to go out without fear of attacking any living human, or so he assumed. He just knew he couldn't let himself be holed up in this room forever, sooner or later the other would get bored, right? Even if he didn't, the brunette needed to leave at some point. He wasn't some animal for the other to call dibs on. He was against leaving before, but he wasn't sure he could remain sane with the other being around him all the time.

 

The red eyes closed once more, he could settle with the okay singing. At least he wasn't talking, that bugged him the most. Every word out of Hotaru's mouth seemed to cause him to react in some way, whether is was anger, or whether it was sexually. Those were the only two things he ever felt towards the other. Not another feeling ever was felt. He didn't feel sadness, or joy. He rarely even felt guilt now, like he did in the beginning. He said his piece, not out loud, but he did truly feel bad. Now, now he has no patience for feeling guilt. He can't even bring himself to try and feel it, it was obvious the raven haired vampire didn't want that pity party. Maybe he didn't even care if Akito felt any remorse for his actions, he just wanted the revenge for what the brunette did. That was apparent, and nothing else.

 

The newborn still couldn't fall asleep, so he gave in. He was going to have the longest day, having to deal with a sleepless night. If anything he could just try and cure his boredom by aggravating Hotaru. That didn't seem half bad, he had nothing else to do if he couldn't sleep. It wasn't a half bad idea, though he'd have to deal with the repercussions for his choices. That wouldn't be the worst one he's made though, and he's made a lot of bad ones, liking killing vampires for his family and religion. Speaking of religion, he hadn't prayed in awhile, though he saw no point in doing it anymore. It still might calm him down if he focuses on something else, what harm would come out of it?

 

Akito closed his eyes, prayers filling his mind, though it didn't seem as nice as it used to be. He felt a headache forming from trying too hard. That did nothing good for him but cause him more pain and irritation. What good came out of it? Nothing. He didn't calm down. It felt weird to even try. He still was all for his religion, but he kept constantly going against it. Not his fault completely, he was being tempted by the demon outside of the room.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru went around his house singing and eating grapes. He picked up the popcorn bag he left yesterday, put it back in his cabinet and slammed the small wooden door shut to make extra noise. He wasn't planning on doing this to Akito, but he liked to play music, so he thought Akito would enjoy it too. Cold, tasty grapes being chewed in his mouth, he smiled because he was enjoying himself, doing some exercise, and also annoying the hell out of Akito. He passed by the open door again with a cheery expression, "Akito, I wish you could dance with me! It takes two to swing, I'm so loneeeey," he kept smiling, doing a great job at hiding the torment he gave himself saying that last part.

 

He and his brother went to the best dances in New York when they were there in that era. He remembered their parents telling the, not to go because those parties were mostly illegal, and if they ever were caught, they'd cause problems. They'd go anyways and have the best night ever every night. He missed that. It had been a long time since he had that much fun with his brother and he wished they had shared a dance one more time before he was gone forever.

 

Hotaru took off away from sight again in a fluid motion, gulping down the feeling of forming tears in his eyes. He shook his head and just kept singing from the oldie song, "Paradise with you, I can't hear the world anymore," abandoning the grapes on the table, he ran his hand over the top of his head, getting all his hair to get out of his face, "Let's share the time we have and never, never ever grow ooold, honey. Paradise with you, oh honey~ Oh honey!"

 

This new song. Did this one have to be the one to randomly play? His mother claimed to hate these songs because she was into more classical music, more magnetic things... But he came home one day to see her baking, singing the one she said she disliked. He teased her nonstop with it until the old vampire accepted it. It was a nice song... "I'd love to watch the world pass by and keep ahold of your hand, oh honey, and show you the world, an amazing tour of two... It'll be paradise, oh honey, a paradise oh honey. Oh honey, oh .... Oh Dammit...." He tried. Hotaru always enjoyed these songs, except he enjoyed the, without thinking back to his family. Akito reopened wounds in his heart and he couldn't take any more of the sweet times he remembered with this music. Hotaru sat down in a chair and wiped his eyes, eating grapes and trying to think of something else besides his brother or his mother, damned if he was going to think of his dad too in all of this...

 

He find it fair how much easier his eyes watered and cried with Aki here. It would be impossible not to think back to them because of him. He didn't want it, he wanted Akito to hurt immensely, he wanted his family back, he didn't want to cry and he didn't want to be alone. Hotaru couldn't get any of that. Especially his family... Who was suffering more here, himself or Akito? The old vampire's cheeks were hot from starting to cry, but he still kept rubbing his eyes to keep them from openly falling down his face. It was frightening how quickly he went from dancing around the house loudly to sitting there, mopping his tears as they formed in his eyes. Anger and, mostly, sadness is what he felt. Why was he suffering when he was the one supposed to inflict it?

 

Frowning and clenching his fists, he picked his head up and lifted one of his wrists along with it. He wasn't doing enough was he? No. He wasn't. Hotaru closed his eyes and bit right into his wrist, his sharp fangs sinking into his flesh and making himself bleed. He felt it gushing over his lips, drops hitting the glass table before it spilled down over the see through surface. He groaned because it this time it wasn't so pleasurable for him. He was rough on his own skin, wanting Akito to smell every bit of it, for it to clog his nose and make him go nuts. If the cuffs broke and he came towards him, he could just beat the hell out of him this time until he passes out again. The handcuffs, he wasn't thinking about that anymore, he didn't care. Desiring blood: that was something he was aware that made Akito feel powerless and weak. It would make him suffer.

[Raychu]

Akito opened his eyes to see the passing figure by the door. He never could dance, though he never learned. He always had two left feet when it came to prancing around on his feet. The other wasn't bothering him as much as before, that was nice. He didn't have to deal with a worsening headache because the other was talking too much. The song seemed to ease the pounding that was coming from inside his head. As long as Hotaru wasn't talking, he was fine with everything. Sure he couldn't sleep but that was an issue to deal with later, he probably could force himself to sleep tonight. He tapped his hands against the post to the beat of the music, letting himself completely relax. This probably was the most he had felt at peace while being locked up, being kept from the outside world. Though that peacefulness seemed to change in an instant.

 

The cuffs broke as he yanked on them, smelling the sweet scent coming from the other room. He recognized it immediately, it was Hotaru's blood. Why now? Why did this have to happen now? He was so tired, it felt like fighting off the temptation to attack the other was almost impossible. He stood up, walking over to the bedroom door, slamming it closed. This was the best he could do to limit the smell as possible. He put his back against the door, sliding down, bringing his knees to his chest. This was so unfair, he had nothing that could stop him from storming out of the room to attack the other. His mind was becoming so full of the need to eat, it was becoming harder and harder to remind himself who he'd be biting into. He kept sniffing the air, the smell wasn't as strong as before, but he could still smell it. He tried to breathe through his mouth instead, but that made his mouth water imagining the taste of delicious blood once more. Nothing was getting himself under control.

 

Sometimes it's hard to wonder who's in the worst position. The killer, the one being killed, or the one on the neutral side of it all, watching from the sidelines. Each would have their own story to tell, their own feelings and emotions to express. The neutral and the killer would never see the sides the same as the other. Everyone saw the scene differently, you could fight about the details all day, but no one saw the scene truly. The killer might feel remorse, but the neutral might say the killer did it for fun. The neutral might say the killer was being as cruel as possible when the killer was actually being swift and quick. Each to themselves, that's how it felt between Akito and Hotaru. They saw their worlds differently, they saw each other in the worst lights, but it didn't matter. The newborn was getting so hung up on the details, he wouldn't actually accept his position in the world. He was at the mercy of everyone around him, so helpless and lost. He hated feeling that way, but it's how it was.

 

The newborn stood up, opening the door, peering out into the room, the strong scent hitting him if the face. His red eyes narrowing, seeing Hotaru out in the room with a bloody arm. The blood was coming out quite fast, dripping out of the self inflicted wound. His eyes looked over to the front door, he could leave. It would end up being with a huge fight with the other, but he still could. Who says he wouldn't come back? He was going to, but Hotaru said it himself, a dog needed to go for walks to keep from going bat shit hyper, his case was just a bit... different. He was going for a walk to clear his head, keep himself from going bat shit crazy. In the end it wouldn't be a good idea, it probably would just make the situation a lot worse. He walked over to where the other was sitting, sitting down on the floor in front of him. His peered up at the other, it was obvious he had been crying, though Akito didn't dare to ask why. He stared at the other's arm, wanting to sink his teeth into the wound that was created, he could if he wanted to, the ending results wouldn't turn out so well. But he was just going to sit there, pushing his desires out of his mind. Everything was okay, this was okay. He wasn't hungry enough to let the starvation take over him, he was fine.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He watched how his blood kept on and on coming, leaving a growing pool of dark red under him. The slam of the door obviously meant that Akito had gotten out and that was already expected, Yuu didn't have real handcuffs like he did and they wouldn't last long. His real ones didn't last long either. Closing the door wouldn't mask the smell of a vampires blood at all, so he sat there waiting for something else to happen. It wasn't long before Akito came out, but he did the strangest thing. He just sat there looking at him. Akito really did look like a dog like this.

 

Hotaru used his other hand and wiped blood off of his mouth, glaring down at the newborn with eyes that were not playful and were not masking the anger or pain any longer. He stared back for a little, but ended up facing away. The person who did all of this to him was at his feet like a patient dog. "What are you trying to do? Prove to me you can sit there and not give a damn about what's in front of you?" Suffer. He was supposed to make him suffer. Hotaru frowned and looked away, getting angrier and angrier just with Akito here in his presence. "You know what? Fuck you." He said in a growl and swiped his hand on the table, swiping and making his blood fly off in his direction, it getting on the other man's clothes and even on his face, but mostly on the floor. "Just fucking have it! You want it don't you?! If you're still to fucking proud of yourself, then go back to the room, just stop fucking looking at me!!" Akito could probably tell he had been crying, and that bothered him, but not as much as the rapidly growing agony in him. Hotaru put his elbows on the red stained table and covered his ears, wanting to dull the sound of music. The happy beats were attacking him on the inside, reminding him every second that he could never be truly happy ever in his life again. The person here was the cause of it too, but he just sat there and didn't do anything about it.

 

Covering his hears hadn't helped, he should have guessed. Paradise is right here, oh honey, just never leave my side, keep my hand in yours and I'll keep yours in mine as the world shall pass by, oh honey, won't you be mine forever? It hurt so badly, grabbing his hair and in doing so, covering his forehead and some of his hair in his own blood. "I'll kill you if you don't go back right now. I swear. I fucking swear to god, get away from me, Akito."

[Raychu]

Akito frowned, this was probably his fault in some way or another. He wouldn't be surprised if he had done something to upset the other yet again. He just sat there, staring at the other, a sympathetic look in his eyes. That seemed to have bothered the other a bit, but he didn't care. This was one of those moments he was able to feel extreme remorse for his actions seeing the other like this once more. He could feel his heart just hurt by staring at the other. Seeing one of the things in life he did wrong made him that much more at the mercy of the other. This truly proved how much of a monster he really was. He would look down on the vampires, considering them to be the monsters of the world, but he was just scared. They had feelings just like humans, they were deserving of so much better than given credit for. Akito got to see this first hand with Hotaru, the after affects of the drastic actions took by himself.

 

"Don't assume my feelings. I'm not trying to prove anything, perhaps I'm genuinely worried about you," he mumbled. He was scared to raise his voice, Hotaru was already on the edge as it was. He spoke out his feelings honestly for once, though he wasn't surprised by it. This situation was a lot more serious than the others that he was cornered in. When the blood hit his face, he took in a sharp breath. He wiped it off his face as best as he could, but the blood smeared. "I want it, but I don't need it. I'm not moving." He was going to sit there like a rock, not moving without force. He felt odd that he wanted to stay with the other so badly, though it was one of the kindest things he'd done since being cooped in the apartment. All he did was argue, fuss, and go against everything Hotaru did. He felt some need to make that up to the other now in this moment.

 

A loud sighed escaped his lips, as the other threatened him. "Then kill me, I don't care. I have no right to take away you giving me that punishment when you have the right," he spoke louder, shifting his eyes to the blood on the floor. "You can whip me, beat me, and kill me. I won't fight back, I deserve everything you give me, I know that much. I'm still not going to move, I'm staying right here. Do whatever you want." His eyes shifted to the bedroom door as he spoke in a much softer voice. "I'm not going back into that room, I'm here because I'm worried about you. I could have taken advantage of this situation and left. I could've tried to run, yet I'm here with you right now." He lifted his gaze back up to the vampire, worried about the next reaction that was going to come. Hotaru was lucky Akito decided to stay, he felt attached to the older vampire. He could've taken off the collar and bolted out the door, he could take off the collar right now. But he didn't, he didn't because it was what Hotaru gave him. He wore it to appease the other. He hated the damned thing, he really did, the older vampire didn't though. Everything he did was to appease the other, to make him somewhat happy. Akito gave up so much control for the other to take from him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru would have killed Akito from the start if he really was going to do it, he was just hoping he'd go away. So now all he was doing was further proving he was incapable of following the things he intended to do with him from the start. He couldn't kill him, he couldn't say anything to make him feel bad when they fought, he lost control of his desires yesterday and right now, he couldn't even defend himself from Akito and his words. He was making it hard to want to hurt him. From when he said how he was raised to carry out the tasks of a hunter to now, Hotaru couldn't fight against what the ex Hunter was saying. Akito could have left, but he didn't. He didn't take off the collar, the one thing he could of taken off far more easily than handcuffs, but he didn't. He could have just stayed in the room, but he was sitting right here, telling Hotaru he was at his mercy and how he was worried about him. What the fuck was all this about...

 

"You're mental... Or maybe a genius. I don't know..." He took a deep breath, his head hanging lower, "Trying to say things like that to make me softer on you... It fucking works. Fuck you. Saying those things to make it harder on me. I'm not a monster Akito. I hate you so much. More than anything on the planet since I was born and I will continue to hate you for the rest of my endless, lonely life... But not even I can kill you for that. I'm not a monster who can just do that and live my life without seeing blood on my hands. Not like you." He took another deep breath, his voice shriveling as he tried to not burst out crying, like a child, "How dare you say those things. You fucking made me like this. I don't like crying, Akito, but because of you I wake up crying some nights. I listen to this fucking music now and I hate it because it reminds me of my dead family, you fucking asshole."

 

Covering his ears was useless, so he put his hands to better use, covering his eyes. "You can't be worried about me after you're the one who killed them. I didn't say goodbye, you know... Because I didn't know I'd come back home to see them all dead on the fucking floor." Hotaru was slipping, his shoulders shaking as he felt his hands getting wet with tears, yelling, "Fucking stabbing me in the chest and wanting to kiss it to make it better. What the fuck is wrong with you?! I've never been alone in my life and they're gone, and I'm the only one of us left!! Don't you... Don't you fucking dare say you're worried!! F-fuck you!" He cried heavily, pushing himself out of the chair and going straight for his room. If Akito wasn't going make use of the space, then he would. The vampire could barely get himself to talk, but he kept on anyway, though his shouting was over, he mumbled tearily, "Fuck you... I'm alone... It's your fucking fault... It hurts..."

[Raychu]

Akito truly hated himself for what he had done. He wished Hotaru would just end it for them both. The raven haired man was so hurt by just having the brunette there, the newborn hated the pain he caused on someone. He was a worthless being in this world after all he's done. It was a surprise he wasn't even dead yet, everything he worked for before he turned was just orders being followed out. No matter how many excuses he gave, now matter how many times he tried to justify his actions, at the end of the day he was still a monster. No one else was the monster but him, he made his own choices in life, no one else did. His parents influenced him, but they never got a proper chance to brainwash him. He was capable of saying no, he he wanted to live in the perfect family illusion. He was jealous that the other had such a good relationship with his family, the newborn would've killed for that. The hunter took that away from the other though, just to keep living in wow thick that didn't exist and never would've, how pitiful.

 

"I don't like what I did, I can't stand knowing all the people I killed," he snapped. He didn't enjoy seeing the blood on his hands from the countless deaths he inflicted on many. He even killed a newborn baby once, it's innocent and pure face was all he could remember. He wasn't proud of himself at the end of the day. "I don't want you to be soft on me, I don't deserve that. I don't even deserve what I've gotten now." He began to fidget his hands in his lap, unsure of what to do. "I'm not surprised you hate me though, I'd hate me too." He was so desperate to show the other how sorry he was for what he did, but nothing ever seemed to get across. It was so sure to know the other held up a shield that wouldn't let that in, he was always on the defensive, Akito caused this. The newborn's mistakes jaded the boy so much, to the point of no return. The ex hunter was the reason for everything the other felt, the raging emotion of sadness. Akito was the problem in the world.

 

"I'm sorry Hotaru, I really am. That can't change what I did though, I can't change the past, I won't be able to mend what I did either. But I want you to know how truly sorry I am. It might mean nothing to you, which I understand, even so I won't stop trying to relay that," he spoke in serious tone. Everything he said was the one thing he didn't want to say at all, he didn't want to face it and apologize. He kept consign ways to wiggle out of being in the wrong, he was. He watched the other run off towards the room, deciding it was best not to follow. He laid on his back, letting himself just relax on he hard ground. He would once again wait for the other to return, though that might not happen for awhile. He didn't want to try and seem like he was trying to fix something that couldn't be fixed by a simple kiss and a bandaid, no, this was more than that. Who's fault was it again? Akito. Every drop of blood was on him, every tear was on him, every feeling of hatred should be pinned on him. He was the monster in all of this, no one else should pay for his sins.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He went into his room, closing it behind him and going to his bed, which finally he could have all to himself since the dog was out there now. He took his box of tissues and wiped his eyes, finally seeing the blood that was all over his face that came from his wrist, which was fully healed by the time he came to the room. Taking a bunch of tissues, he wiped all of them over his face and threw them all over in different directions in this frantic moment, growling and he grabbed one that landed on his hand, ripping it to shreds. A big, angry child was what he could be like when he was upset. Hotaru didn't handle his emotions we'll because he rarely ever felt anything besides happy, cheerful, horny, evil and sarcastic. And no situation he has ever been in was anything close to having his parents and brother dead. Nothing ever would, because that was the worst possible thing that could ever happen to him.

 

Crying was disgusting. Salty water coming out of your eyes while your snot uncontrollably drops out of your nose... Explaining what happens when someone cries is gross in itself. It wasn't pretty to him and he felt incredibly ugly when he did it, making him feel twice as worse than having a bad thing happen in the first place. Hotaru loved having attention and he wanted the direct opposite of that when he couldn't hide tears no longer. He wanted to be away from everyone when it happened, he wouldn't feel comfortable about it until he was sure nobody was around him to see and only when he stopped. He damned anyone who made him this way by... Doing absolutely nothing besides spout swear words over and over again.

 

In bed, he put his blanket over him and kept the box of tissues under the covers with him, using one and disposing of it by simply tossing it out to the floor... Like all times he cried, he grew tired quickly because it took so much out of him. It took TOO much out of him. Hotaru stopped sobbing and laid there with his eyes closed and head on the pillow, taking one breath after the other. Little be known to him, he was in the spot that Akito was in for the past three days. It wasn't his smell that was helping him relax and go to sleep. It possibly was because he accepted the apology deep inside. Very deep inside however.

 

Akito couldn't do anything else besides apologize, which he did, and take whatever punishment he got, which he openly accepted in front of him. Hotaru could either accept it in him completely, or deny the apology and go on to the cycle of trying to get the revenge that he sucked at doing, which ultimately would make him cry again like this. He didn't feel like he could accept it. He didn't think he could handle not accepting it... He didn't know what he was supposed to do, but to avoid every bit of thought that would go throughout his head, the vampire fell asleep. He fell asleep with Akito still out and about. If he left...? He didn't know either...

[Raychu]

Akito sat up, sighing. He wasn't tired anymore, that probably was due to the certain wake up call of smelling Hotaru's blood. Speaking of which he should clean up. It was gross to just leave it on the table and ground, at least he'd be doing something productive. He could worry about his clothes and face later. Standing up, he moved around the kitchen looking for cleaning supplies, not finding any he decided he would just substitute soap and water, it worked just as well. He got a paper towel wet, putting some soap and using that to mop up the blood. It took multiple repeats of the same action to get all of the blood up, it would've been faster with things like a rag, which he was clueless to the whereabouts. He used one paper towel to wipe up the wet mess he made, admiring his clean he had gotten the table and floor. It wasn't doing much for the other, but at least he did something at all. If this were any other time, he wouldn't have done anything.

 

Next was off to the bathroom to clean up his own face. It didn't take much effort to wash off the dried blood from his hands and face, thankful it didn't go in his hair. He wouldn't shower without permission from the other, which was going to wait awhile. Last was his shirt, but he couldn't change out of it, and he wouldn't go without it either. He could deal with the faint smell of blood until he was able to change into his own shirt. At least it wasn't enough to make him freak out like when Yuu had ended up being there at the wrong time. This felt like a small repeat with the broken handcuffs, which he felt no remorse for. He hated being restrained, he would deal with it as a punishment, but he still hated being kept in one place at all times. That might've been one of the reasons he even refused to go back to the room when told to do so. On the other hand, he truly was concerned for the other, even if he didn't really have a right to be.

 

The newborn sat on the couch, wondering what to do. It was boring to just wait for Hotaru, he could sleep the entire day, though he wouldn't do much without permission. He ran a thumb over one of the studs on the collar, pushing his thumb against the sharper end. He didn't try to inflict damage on himself, he was just trying to get a feel of the thing he was wearing. He still was t going to take it off, even when he had this kind of freedom to do so, he was already growing used to having the thing on anyway. He still hated being referred to as a dog, even if he constantly acted in that kind of way, it still hurt him to hear it. It didn't shatter the already shattered pride, he just didn't like seeing how he was actually acting for Hotaru. It made him feel much weaker than he actually was with the collar on.

 

The door opened to the outside, the newborn stepping out into the freedom of the world. He didn't close the door behind him, he wasn't going to run. It was exhausting, it had no point, and he was barefoot. He just wanted a bit of a breather from the same smelling apartment he's been cooped up in for some odd days, he was forgetting how long he had been in there, trapped from the outside world. He sniffed the air, the smell of humans was so prominent, he felt his stomach grumble. The thought of feeding didn't disgust as it usually would, it was just natural for vampires, he came to accept that. Thigh that was the reason he didn't want to leave either, he still didn't want to bite a human. It was easier to accept the fact than perform the action that you accepted. He stepped back in the apartment, closing the door gently behind him.

 

Akito was moving around the apartment sporadically, checking the positions of everything. He found the cleanifn supplies in a closet, but it was too late to use them now. He found his clothes washed, grabbing the clean shirt and exchanging it for the dirty one. He didn't see a need to ask permission to wear the clothes he bough himself, that was something he wouldn't bend on either. If he bought it, he was free to do with it as he pleased, no one could change that. Sooner or later, he got bored of aimlessly wandering around to find the location of things. He was back on the couch in no time, waiting patiently for Hotaru to return once more. It was extremely boring as it had been before, though it wasn't as bad as sleeping all day. When he slept for so long he had no energy left from being in such a relaxed state for so long, granted he could never move around to wake his body up either.

 

Thoughts began to wander as he started thinking about his own family. What wee they even doing at this very moment? Were they worried he suddenly disappeared without a word? He assumed not, they never showed such compassion in the past, he doubted they would start now. His ex roommate might have lied and told them he ran off to some foreign country, they wouldn't care for his existence then. It amazed him how he lived in an illusion for so many years, convincing himself they were truly happy. The illusion was cracked from the inside out, yet he ignored the truth that would seep through every now and then. He always pretended it was nothing. From what Hotaru had said, or from what Akito had gathered, the older vampire had a great relationship with his family. The newborn didn't feel envious of that, not even the slightest bit jealous. He just felt so bad he took away that relationship, something he shouldn't have done. No vampire deserved the hell he brought on them, especially not Hotaru.