In Life And Death (Private 18+, Shisu-Chan00 and Alichino)

[Shisu-Chan00]

Akira knew all too well that what he was saying was stupid. It made no sense to him why he wanted to be dinner to Shiro but of course that didn’t stop his mind from being well…human. Humans were so vulnerable and fragile that it only made sense that he himself would think something was wrong with him. Something wrong with his blood that made Shiro wish to drink from someone else. He spoke his piece letting Shiro know exactly how he felt about it all but even then it didn’t stop him from what he said next.

 

Akira’s eyes moved up slightly and peered up at him as he heard that Shiro will most likely choose someone else to drink from so he wouldn’t even have to worry about healing him. The small sentence sent a sting through his chest and he knew that something felt…strange there. It hurt his feelings to say the least and he knew it shouldn’t but that small flutter in his heart slowly died. Then again something in the back of his mind was almost…happy he hadn’t said he would drink from him. It was a weird mix between being wanted and being wanted in a completely different way. The fact that the vampire didn’t want to drink from him meant that he was something more to him than a meal. Akira didn’t know what just yet but entertaining the idea was nice enough as it was. It didn’t take back the feeling of wanting to heal him but it would have to do.

 

He wanted to say something, anything, but it seemed Shiro had dipped into one of his little moods. His eyes clouded over and his thoughts seemed to be occupying all of his time. Akira didn’t know what he was thinking about or even wondering about but his little human mind wished he did. His face was serious and yet sort of…excited? It was an odd mix of emotions playing on Shiro’s face and after a few moments of his silence he finally blinked away the fog in his eyes. This was when…Akira’s body decided to work on its own. The thought that his eyes being so cloudy could mean he was so…sad and lonely? He hugged him, without much thought and wanted nothing more than to make the horrible feelings slide away from him.

 

He could feel the rigid body under his chest and he was slightly hurt by it but after a moment he could feel Shiro relax slightly and arms sliding around his body. It wasn’t warm like a humans hug but it wasn’t cold either. Akira wanted to hide here, safe from the world under this vampires protection but instead he spoke. Apologizing for even getting so freaked about the previous actions of the vampire. Of course Shiro didn’t expect that and when he spoke Akira could feel the vibrations against his ear moving up the others chest as he spoke. He didn’t think he had to say anything back, it didn’t change the fact that he still felt bad for it.

 

His head nuzzled against the vampire slightly his breathing shallowing out as he started to relax there. Then again what he said next surprised him. His eyes snapped open and grew wide, his mouth parting in rebuttal to the statement but it didn’t matter. He felt gentle hands under his chin tilting his face up, their eyes meetings and their faces oh so close. He blinked a few times and looked down slightly, not knowing what to say.

 

“Shiro…?”

 

He asked softly his eyes roaming up to his one hand moving and gently rubbing his thumb over the inside of the others wrist as it held him.

 

“What do you mean…with me…?”

 

His lips quivered slightly in the emotion behind his words, his human nature unable to hide what he was feeling. He closed his eyes a moment then opened them again. What did this vampire mean by changing the pattern with him? Did that…have to do with the kiss? Have to do with the stuff that happened earlier. Was this vampire saying he liked him and was wanting to get to know him?

 

He peeked up at him a moment before making a last minute decision to decide for himself. He shifted onto his toes pushing their lips together in a hesitant and soft kiss. He pulled away almost as soon as he did it his eyes downcast.

 

“Is that why you did that? Because you want me to be something…more? More than even a friend would be?” He felt his fingers lightly tighten around the vampires wrist.

 

He couldn’t hide how he felt about it. As much as he wanted the other to eat him he knew he wouldn’t. Not now, not right now anyway. Less he cut himself on accident there would be no reason to. Would sex be hard? Their blood pumping faster and faster and his heart beating quickly? Would the smell of his scent be too much in his bedroom? Would Shiro bite him during it? Thoughts plagued his mind and it was apparent he was thinking. His eyebrows scrunched together in a cute line as he had concentration written all over his face. He wanted to figure it out, wanted to decide if it would be safe or not. Then again…when had he ever taken a risk in his life before?

[Alichino]

Shiro had hoped to see the adorable side of Akira after he had said all those things. He had hoped that he would blush in a way you couldn’t miss and after he had caught a glimpse of his true feelings, the human would look away in an attempt to hide it. That’s what Shiro had expected the other would react after he had heard what he had said. He waited for it. He kept his smile on and kept looking deep into his eyes as he waited for that face to become deep red. However, that never came. He was half right since Akira did look away, but that blush he had to do without. What came instead surprised him though. To feel a hand gently grabbing his wrist, at first Shiro thought Akira would pull it away, but instead he started rubbing the inside of it with his thumb. Then he asked a question that again the vampire thought to be obvious.

 

How could you possibly misinterpret I want to break the pattern thinking of humans as nothing more than meat starting with you? Shiro thought it was simply self explanatory , but apparently that wasn’t enough for this human. He wanted further explanations, but before Shiro could think of a good one. Before he could think how he should better phrase it Akira had apparently made a last minute decision. A decision that surprised the vampire more than anything. He had noticed his lip quivering before, but he wasn’t sure what that had meant before. He brushed it off at just nerves, trying to figuring out what Shiro had planned for him... He didn’t think it was a gust of emotions that he would soon act out on.

 

The kiss didn’t last. It was more like a peck on his lips than an actual kiss which did upset Shiro a bit. If you were going to kiss him then kiss him. That sensation did nothing but to leave the vampire wanting more and it was a cheap trick of seduction. Also hadn’t Akira previously stated that he wasn’t interested in kissing him if he was a walking corpse dripping in blood? Shiro should probably be happy that Akira was starting to accept him like this, but he couldn’t help that all those questions start coming forth, confusing the hell out of him. He probably wouldn’t have thought about all of this if the man had kissed him properly. Everyone was a critic and Shiro wanted to show Akira how it was done, but before he could do that, the man started to speak up again.

 

Shiro couldn’t help but to wish he had acted sooner and actually kissed him again before he could say anything since... the vampire had no idea what to answer to that. He knew what the answer to that question was, but he figured that the truth would not please the other in the slightest. Those eyes were full of expectations and that gentle rub with his thumb... How could Shiro possibly say no to this seductive behaviour... Also that peck he gave earlier... This new reaction intrigued the vampire and the lust began to show in his eyes again as he managed to find a way to answer his question.

 

“What would you do if that were true?”

 

He was genuinely curious about that question. Before when Akira had thought he had only kissed him out of spite he didn’t want to have anything to do with it... However, now when he thought he had other reasons for doing so... Was he suddenly OK with it? Was he OK with doing it with a dangerous stranger simply because he thought he might have some feelings for him? Oh, such an intruiging thought. This human was indeed interesting and like he before he amused him.

 

Just to test the boundaries again, Shiro stepped in closer, his other arm that wasn’t still around Akira’s face held him closer, pressing their lower bodies together. Confident he did have Akira’s attention without holding his chin up, he moved his hand over his cheek instead and started caressing it, having his fingertips play gently around his ear. Shiro began to slowly lean down towards the other, teasingly slow, but also gave Akira time to prepare for what was to come. The vampire’s eyes had embraced the seductiveness he felt inside, but also a little bit of that playful side of him. He wanted to show the human how you kiss a man. It wasn’t about a peck or a quick thing. It was about passion and a lot of lust...

 

However, just as their lips were about to meet for a third time that night, a small dripping sound stopped the vampire in his tracks. He hesitated for a moment, wanting to continue, but he knew that a more pressing matter needed to be attended to. He looked over at Akira and on his forehead lay a single drop of blood. A sigh landed on Shiro’s lips as he pulled away from the other. He picked up the drop of blood with one of his knuckles before it could slide any further.

 

“Perhaps we should attend to patching myself up before anything else happens.”

 

He said with a slight disappointed smile in his face before he licked up the blood from his knuckle. Shiro really should be careful. One drop could be the difference between a human and a vampire and he probably should warn Akira about that. However, he couldn’t help but to wonder that if Akira knew how to make another person a vampire... Would he beg for it? In Shiro’s current state it wasn’t too hard to come by a single drop of blood that could be the difference between mortal and immortality... Though, if Akira knew the price, would he still be so willing to become one? If he knew what it all meant... Shiro should probably warn him. He opened his mouth, but hesitated for a moment. He really was worried what Akira would do with the information, but if Shiro was planning on seeing him again, the human deserved to know. So here goes.

 

“Akira... Is... Is it OK if I stayed here over the day?”

 

Coward.

[Shisu-Chan00]

As much as Akira wanted to actually kiss the vampire nerves and fear welled up inside of him forcing him to pull back sooner than he thought. Then again seeing the shocked look on Shiro’s face meant it got what he wanted in the first place. It wasn’t really meant to be a kiss to take your breath away it was more of a kiss to prove a point. The question that left his lips seemed to through Shiro for a loop as well, his eyes peering up into that vampires face as if expecting him to make him something more than just food. Then again the question was answered with another question and Akira smiled softly tilting his head.

 

“That’s not saying yes or no to my question…”

 

He wanted a real answer not some question. Something like that deserved an answer. If this vampire was wanting to make him something romantic wouldn't that be something he needed to know? Akira sure thought so. He wanted to know if he was being kissed for the fun of it or if there was something meant there. Did vampires even have human emotions like love? Could they even feel it? Was Akira just an experiment to see if Shiro could feel it? Akira didn't like those thoughts running through his head. He iddn't want to be a guinee pig to someone else. He didn't have very many loves in his life and there sure haven't been any he wanted to get super physical with so being played by someone wasn't on his list. Shiro would have to tell him before this went any further if he meant for this to be something fun or something serious.

 

He felt Shiro take a step coser and silent panic filtered into his mind. Akira wanted to pull back, push from him but instead his muscles just got a little tense as his hips were pressed into Shiro’s. His mouth opened to say something but instead his eyes flicked up to Shiro’s getting lost there. He couldn’t find the words he was going to say in the first place. He felt the vampires hand roam from his cheek into his hairline at his ears. A light almost could have been whimper/hum left Akira as he felt the other get closer and closer but too slow for him. Akira let his eyes flutter closed as their lips were practically centimeters apart but the kiss he knew was coming didn’t.

 

Instead he felt a warm droplet of something on his forehead forcing his eyes to snap open in surprise. He blinked his eyes a few times moving his hand to brush at it but Shiro beat him to it. What came away was a deep red and Akira wanted to know where the blood was coming from. Shiro had no pressing wounds did he? Before it had just been the head wound that was worrying Akira but where had that deep red blood come from? Even though it was a drop of it it still meant that Shiro wasn't clotting, so he was still bleeding. Then again he was a vampire, could he really die from lack of blood? The thought in itself was sort of funny. Akira knew how to change this, how to make it better if Shiro would just let it happen. He wouldn't offer if he didn't think the vampire could control his hunger. Even if he couldn't...it was possible he could make it work still. Then again if he died he wouldn't ever know what life had in store for him. His thoughts quickly fell apart and he shook his head slightly.

 

He smiled a little and couldn’t help but laugh with a nod.

 

“Alright, you’re right. You’re a mess.”

 

He chuckled softly shaking his head a little and lightly wiggling out of Shiro’s grip. He peered over to the vampire in the middle of his living room and sighed. What time was it? How late had they been up? Thankfully it was the weekend now. It would be a miracle if he didn’t get called in. That reminded him he was still in his scrubs, he felt super unattractive now. He knew it was probably better so he didn’t get blood on his actual clothes but still. Kissing him in his scrubs, ew.

 

His mind was jarred from its thoughts when Shiro spoke up again. Akira blinked and turned slightly peering at the other.

 

“Ah…sure yea you can stay here. I should be here less they call me in for rounds.”

 

His smile faltered slightly.

 

“Is everything okay?”

 

He asked his eyes focusing on the other rather entently. Then again his mind was still thinking so his eyes ripped from the other and his fingers found their way to the base of his shirt pulling it over his head. His fingers tugged down the shit he had on under his scrubs and pulled the scrubs inside out so the blood wouldn’t get on anything. The shirt he was left wearing was a white cotton t-shirt, very simple and part of his uniform but it was better than the light blue scrubs. He wanted to change completely but knew that was probably not going to happen just yet.