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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End
  Relationship:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Character:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Additional Tags:
      Fluff, Humour, AU_where_everything_is_fine_in_the_end_and_mika's_allowed
      to_live_with_yuu, Angst, Eventual_Smut, Domestic_Fluff, basically_it's
      just_Mika_and_Yuu_living_in_a_house_together, with_their_pent_up_sexual
      hormones, Abandoned_Work_-_Unfinished_and_Discontinued
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-29 Completed: 2017-08-16 Chapters: 15/15 Words: 54574
****** Saving You ******
by seredemia
Summary
     The war's over and the world looks forward to a brighter future ahead
     of them. Mika and Yuu have survived the worst, but soon find that
     they still have one more challenge left to overcome.
     Living together.
Notes
     Okay, so this used to be a oneshot of Mika and Yuu cooking, but I
     wanted to write more of them just living together so... YEAH.
     Basically, this will be a series of oneshots that are all linked to
     each other.
     The plot is literally just Mika and Yuu living with each other after
     the ending, and it'll explore their relationship as it develops from
     them being a family into... well, we'll see...
***** Simple Chocolate Cake *****
Chapter Summary
     Mika learns the hard way that you should never let Yuu into the
     kitchen. Ever.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Mika likes to think that his instincts are precise. Whether human or vampire,
it's simply a natural trait you gain over the years if you've grown up with
Yuuichirou Hyakuya. And so when he suddenly feels a foreboding sense of doom
lurch itself into his stomach, he lets his feet propel him to the kitchen with
no hesitation whatsoever.
He just didn't expect to find Yuu carrying a bucket of water, standing in front
of a burning table.
“Y-Yuu-chan?” Mika's voice squeaks an octave higher as he watches his dear Yuu
waving the giant bucket around as if it were a sword. Yuu actually yells when
he brings the bucket down on the burning mess.
Thankfully, whatever god exists out there actually smiles on them today. The
fire dies and Mika can breathe again. Kind of.
“Ah!” Yuu spins around, still holding the bucket. A grin breaks through his
face, as if he hadn't just prevented their house from burning down two seconds
ago.
“Mika, what's up?”
What's up. Mika stares at him. Unable to find the words to say.
Yuu taps his feet against the floor. “Sorry about the table. I think we can
still use it though. Just not this side.”
Mika nods. It's all he can do, really. He makes his way towards Yuu, slowing
down with each step as he sees more of what their precious kitchen has become.
Somehow, Yuu has managed to spill flour all over the floor, smear chocolate
onto the chairs, destroy a dozen eggs, and last but certainly not least, set a
table on fire.
After a good minute or so, Mika finally finds his voice again.
“Are you trying to... cook?”
Cook seems like the word for it. Although, to be honest, Mika thinks the words
'destroy our house' seems more appropriate.
But he can never say that. Not to Yuu-chan. Not when he just notices that Yuu
is actually wearing an apron.
There are benefits to this, perhaps.
Yuu nods, setting the bucket down and pointing to a stack of papers. Mika makes
his way to them, picking the first page up and reading the title “SIMPLE
CHOCOLATE CAKE”.
The bolded capital letters intimidate him even more. It doesn't help that the
kitchen still smells of smoke and near death.
His eyes avert to the burnt side of the table. He's not sure if he wants to
ask.
Fortunately, Yuu notices his gaze and his cheeks flush a deep tint of red. He
scratches the back of his neck.
“Don't ask,” Yuu grumbles.
Mika doesn't really want to know, anyway.
He clears his throat.
“So, Yuu-chan,” he starts, trying very hard to find the right words. “Do you
want any... help?”
Mika will admit (to himself, not to Yuu-chan) that he's not an expert at
cooking. Having been turned into a vampire as a kid, he's never needed to
develop his cooking skills because well... because he doesn't eat. He can just
about remember how to cook curry. Probably. Maybe.
Nevertheless, as long as he's with Yuu, then that means there will be no more
burning of tables. Fingers crossed.
Yuu chews on his bottom lip. “Hmm... I guess you can. But let me do most of the
work.”
Mika frowns. “Why...?”
In an instant, Yuu's face contorts into the epitome of ice cold anger. He grips
the frilly apron; a sight Mika's not sure if he can take seriously, but tries
very hard to do so anyway.
“That stupid Guren said I was a useless piece of shit who couldn't even survive
by himself. I'll fucking show him.”
Silence descends on Mika before it clicks into place.
“You're baking a cake because of this?”
Yuu nods. “Once he tastes how good the cake is, he'll know that I'm not
useless.”
The determination in Yuu's eyes is too much for Mika to try and stop. He simply
readies himself for whatever might befall him today. Surely, Yuu's cooking will
not cause too much trouble.
But then he has a flashback to the burning table and Mika's instincts are
screaming at him to stop this madness before it ensues.
He watches Yuu gathering their ingredients again, a smile fixed on his face.
Mika ignores his instincts and joins Yuu.
 
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“Okay, Yuu-chan. It says here that you should heat the oven to one hundred and
eighty degrees Celsius...”
Mika's voice trails off when he sees the oven.
“Yuu-chan... That's two hundred and twenty degrees...”
“Yeah, I know. I just thought it would bake the cake quicker that way.”
“No, Yuu-chan, no.”
At least Mika knows how the table caught fire now.
 
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After making sure that the risk of another burning furniture is prevented, they
move onto greasing the cake tin with butter. No problems there so far. Mika's
tempted to get his hopes up but then sees the remaining steps they have to
follow in the recipe and he knows the worst is yet to come.
“Put all the ingredients into a bowl,” Mika reads out loud, handing the bowl to
Yuu.
He watches as Yuu combines butter, sugar, flour, cocoa, and baking powder into
it. So far, so good. Yuu reaches over for the eggs.
And smashes them against the side of the bowl so hard that Mika flinches.
He sees parts of the shell fall into the mixture.
“Ah, Yuu-chan—”
“It's okay, Guren can choke on it.”
Mika doesn't know what to say to that, so he just scratches his head, sighs,
and convinces himself that the well-being of the human lieutenant is none of
his concern.
But anyway, didn't Yuu-chan say that he wanted this cake to impress Guren?
Mika's not sure how choking the human will achieve that... but... it's not his
business. He's simply here to make sure Yuu-chan doesn't kill himself whilst
making this cake. That's all.
 
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When Mika tells Yuu he has to beat the ingredients into a large mixing bowl
with a wooden spoon, he doesn't actually mean that in a violent way.
That doesn't stop Yuu from nearly obliterating the bowl, along with the spoon,
though.
Amazingly, both items survive Yuu's onslaught.
“Okay, Mika, what's the next instruction?”
Mika sighs. “It says... wait. Come here.”
“Huh?”
Mika doesn't wait. He stands in front of Yuu and wipes his hand across his
face, getting rid of all the flour that has somehow stuck there. Almost
immediately, Yuu blushes, his eyes widening at the unexpected contact. Mika has
to look away, gulping down the painful temptation to admire the blood rushing
through Yuu's face.
He manages a smile. “You're such a messy cook, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu throws him a glare, but his face is still as red as ever. “Shut up.”
 
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Yuu manages to pour the mixture into the tin with no problems whatsoever. Mika
is almost proud.
The cake is placed into the oven for forty-five minutes. They don't really have
anything to do apart from wait in the kitchen, and Mika spends the majority of
it watching the oven with cautious eyes, hoping it doesn't burst into flames.
 
===============================================================================
                                        
“Hey, Mika. You still remember how to cook curry right?”
“I think... It's been a while. And Akane mostly cooked for us, remember?”
“I know, but I think I'll try cooking that next time. You should teach me.”
Mika nods and smiles at Yuu-chan, but inside he can feel the dawn of another
apocalypse descending upon them.
 
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When the cake is finished, Mika actually lets out a sigh of relief. Yuu
practically runs to the oven, gloves at the ready with a large grin dancing on
his face.
Picking the instructions up again, Mika reads out loud. “Let the cake sit in
the tin for five minutes, and then gently run a knife around the edge and turn
the cake over—”
“Ah, shit!”
The smell of blood hits him before he understands the situation.
His head snaps to Yuu's direction. Eyes trained onto the blood flowing down his
finger. Mika's body moves by itself.
In less than a second, he has Yuu's hand cradled in his grip and his tongue
darts out to lick the bleeding finger.
Mika hears Yuu take a deep breath and he looks up, makes contact with those
large, green eyes, and pauses, mentally asking if this is okay. Yuu doesn't
move.
But then, after two seconds, he nods.
Mika takes the finger into his mouth and lightly sucks. He's aware of how red
Yuu's face is from the corner of his eyes, but he soon pushes that to the back
of his mind as the taste of sweet blood bursts into his tongue. He doesn't
think he'll ever get used to the taste of Yuu-chan's blood. It's sweet, but
there's something else about it too. Something addicting. Something that only
Yuu-chan can give him. He likes how warm it makes him feel. It feels like home,
because it's Yuu-chan's blood and Yuu-chan is the closest thing to home that
Mika will ever have.
After the blood stops flowing, Mika licks the wound one last time before
pulling away. He smiles at Yuu, displaying his silent gratitude.
Yuu coughs and looks away, but Mika can see him smiling too.
 
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The icing, thankfully, is easy enough to make. Yuu has no problem with melting
butter and dark chocolate into a saucepan.
What does surprise Mika though, is the message he writes on the cake.
But of course, this is Yuu-chan after all, and so Mika quickly learns to accept
the fact that their cake now has the words “FUCK YOU GUREN” written across it.
 
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Yuu literally runs out of their house to give Guren the cake. Mika watches him
leave, smiling—only to have that same smile wiped off his face as soon as he
realises how much of a mess their kitchen now is.
He sighs, resigning himself to the fate of cleaning it.
Typical Yuu; leaving before he cleaned up his mess. Mika should have expected
this.
 
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Half an hour later, Yuu returns just as Mika's nearly done wiping the floor.
The vampire looks up, pushing his sleeves to his elbows and watching Yuu take a
seat by the table.
“Did he like it?” Mika asks, inwardly pondering if Guren is still alive or not.
“He said he'll eat it later. He was busy right now and he told me to piss off.”
That seems like something that would happen, Mika admits. Still, he can't say a
part of him isn't relieved that the human lieutenant is alive. For now.
He rises from the floor, taking a seat opposite Yuu.
“Hey, actually...” Yuu's words trail off into a mumble before he reaches into
his pocket and takes out a small lump of... something. It's covered in tissue
paper so Mika can't see.
But he can smell it. It's the cake.
Yuu opens it up, revealing a small, square piece of the chocolate cake they had
baked earlier.
“This part was fine. I made sure that it didn't have any egg shells or
anything! And it was cooked properly!”
There's another blush on his face, but Mika's not sure why this time.
Yuu carries on talking, but won't meet his eyes. “I was going to save it for
you... but then I remembered that vampires don't eat food... so I guess that
was a stupid idea, huh?”
Oh.
Something inside Mika swells. He looks at the tiny lump of chocolate cake and
it's odd how such a trivial thing can make him so happy. A smile spreads
through his face, the warmth reaching his cheeks and his chest until he swears
his vampire heart has started beating again.
All because of a damn cake.
He takes the cake from Yuu's hands.
“It's okay, Yuu-chan,” he says. “I can still try to eat it.”
Yuu blinks twice. “W-Wait, I don't want this killing you.”
“I won't die, Yuu-chan.”
Or at least Mika thinks so. He hopes.
Before any more doubts ruin this moment, Mika pops the whole thing into his
mouth and chews.
Maybe he should have taken a smaller bite at first.
All too aware of Yuu watching, Mika makes sure that his expression doesn't give
away the fact that the cake tastes like death in his mouth. He can't remember
the last time he's had solid food—was it always this lumpy? How do humans eat
with this texture in their mouths? He chews as fast as he can, chanting to
himself again and again that this is something from Yuu-chan.
Once the cake has been mushed enough to be swallowed all in one go, Mika can
finally breathe. He hasn't noticed that he's actually gripping the table so
hard that it started splintering.
Yuu's staring at those splinters with wide eyes right now.
His voice is nearly a whisper when he speaks. “Are you sure you should have
done that?”
Mika manages a feeble smile. He takes Yuu's hand from across the table and
strokes his knuckles with his thumb.
“It's okay. It wasn't so bad. I'm happy Yuu-chan saved it for me.”
The words come easily, but Mika's already planning to somehow regurgitate this
back up when Yuu's gone to sleep.
 
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The next day, Guren's no where to be seen. Mika hears his squad members
talking; it seems that the lieutenant has gotten food poisoning, for some
unknown reason.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Feel free to request any scenarios you want to happen and I'll see
     what I can do!
     Btw, in this fic, pretend that everyone's all happy and alive after
     the ending............. In canon, it doesn't look like that atm
     (*side eyes Guren*), but just let me be happy ok
***** Dancing Lessons *****
Chapter Summary
     Mika teaches Yuu how to dance, but somehow ends up having an
     existential crisis instead.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
 
After the cooking incident, Mika's surprised to find Guren alive and knocking
at their house at seven in the morning.
He grips the door, tempted to shut it but the human's face is telling him that
one of them is going to die if Mika so tempts his wrath. Still, Mika keeps it
half-closed, refusing to invite him in.
“Where's that brat?” Guren demands.
Brat. Mika's jaw clenches at that word.
“Yuu-chan is still asleep.”
“Then wake him up.”
“No.”
Guren sighs, running a hand through his dark hair and muttering something under
his breath. Mika's hearing tells him that it's not pleasant, but he pays it no
mind. Ninety percent of what comes out of this human's mouth is dirt anyway.
“Listen here, vampire kid, I don't have time for this. I'm in a rush and I need
to speak to your Yuu-chan, so I'd appreciate it if—”
“Oi, Mika. Who's there?”
Damn. Mika looks over his shoulder to find Yuu, still half asleep, craning his
neck to see who's behind the door.
Guren sticks his head in before Mika can stop him.
“Yuu, I need to talk to you.”
“Ugh, stupid Guren...” Yuu yawns, scratching his head before waving his hand
lazily. “Mika, let him in.”
Slowly, painfully, and very, very reluctantly, Mika lets Guren into their
house, making sure that he can clearly see the anger in his eyes as he walks
past. The human merely looks down at him and it's times like this that Mika
wishes he never drank Yuu-chan's blood. Life will be so much easier if he
doesn't permanently look like a teenager.
“What is it? What do you want?” Yuu asks Guren, folding his arms in an attempt
to probably look more intimidating. Mika just thinks it looks cute.
“Apart from strangling you after you gave me that fucking cake?”
Mika's eyes narrow, ready to save Yuu-chan's life.
“W-What?” Yuu flushes. “Was the cake that bad? B-But Mika said it was fine!”
Guren sends a scowl at Mika as soon as his name is uttered out. The vampire
pretends not to notice.
“Of course he'd say it was fine! You could kick a dog in front of him and he'd
still think it wasn't your fault!”
Yuu's still blushing but Mika notices that his fists are clenching right now,
as if tempted to punch something. He's not sure whether to stop this or not.
“Don't tell me you just came here to say that!” Yuu snaps.
Guren takes a long, deep breath and shakes his head.
“No, actually,” he says. “I came to tell you that there's a celebration ball
next weekend in order to celebrate the fact that we're all still alive after
the war.”
Yuu blinks. Mika raises his eyebrows.
“It wasn't my idea,” Guren defends himself. “Basically, the company wants
everyone to stop worrying about the war and focus on the future. They think
that a shitty posh party will help do that so they're forcing everyone to go.”
Mika doesn't exactly think that Guren is doing a successful job in advertising
it, but it still somehow works on Yuu. His eyes light up at the mention of a
'party' and dread instantly fills Mika's stomach.
This isn't going to end well.
 
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It's been an hour after Guren left their house and Mika's surprised at how much
the atmosphere around Yuu has elevated. He doesn't disapprove of it, but he has
to admit that it's making him a bit wary. Unlike Yuu, Mika's not looking
forward to this celebration.
A bunch of humans in one room together?
He's already thinking of an excuse not to go...
Mika sighs. He knows the war is over and that the humans aren't using Yuu-chan
anymore but old habits die hard. He can't easily let go of his feelings just
because everything is apparently safe and sound.
Besides, he's certain the humans won't want him there anyway. He is, after all,
still a vampire. Even though the Company has deemed him safe, it doesn't take a
genius to notice that most of them still don't trust him.
Well, it's not like Mika trusts them back anyway.
He looks at Yuu, who's currently reading a book on the floor, legs swinging in
the air without a care in the world.
“You seem happy about the celebration, Yuu-chan.”
Mika can't help it. He needs to talk about this.
Yuu sits up, setting the book aside and looking at him.
“Of course I am,” he grins. “Everything's moving forward, Mika. We can finally
start looking forward to the future instead of mourning the past.”
The future, huh? The happiness on Yuu's face does little to calm Mika. If
anything, he only feels his throat close up.
Mika forces a smile. “I see.”
Yuu tilts his head. “What's up?”
“Nothing, Yuu-chan. I was just curious.”
“Oh, okay.” Yuu goes back to his book, unaware of what his words have done to
Mika's head.
The future.
To him, the future is Yuu-chan growing older whilst he's stuck in this vampire
body.
“Yuu-chan.” Mika's made his way to Yuu's side before he even thinks about what
he's going to say next. He just knows that he needs to distract himself and
only Yuu-chan can do that.
He kneels by Yuu and rests his hand on his shoulder, leaning down until they're
just a breath apart from each other.
“M-Mika?”
This close, Mika can already see Yuu's face flushing at their proximity.
Actually, he swears he can hear Yuu's pulse speeding up as they continue to
stare at each other.
Mika yanks on his arm, pulling both of them to their feet.
“If you're going to the celebration, then you're going to need to learn to how
to dance!”
“E-Eh? Mika? No, I don't want to dance!”
It's easier to laugh when Yuu looks like his entire world is falling apart at
the mention of dancing. He doesn't know what's possessing him to do this now,
but it was the first thing he thought of. Anything to get his mind off things.
Mika squeezes Yuu's hand.
“No, no, Yuu-chan,” he practically sings. “This is a formal event. You're going
to have to dance with someone at one point!”
Yuu tries, and fails, to pull his hands free.
“N-No, you idiot! I don't want to! I won't do it!”
 
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“Mika, I fucking hate you so much.”
“Eh, Yuu-chan? You don't say that to your family...”
“Fuck off.”
Ten minutes later, Mika has somehow wrestled Yuu to centre of the living room
whilst the vinyl is playing some form of slow music that he's not sure where
they actually got from. Still, it gets the job done.
“I'm going to start by leading you, and then you have to copy me and lead me
afterwards, okay?”
Yuu glares him. (His green eyes look pretty when he's pissed off.)
Mika takes that as a yes.
He takes Yuu's hand and wraps his other arm around his waist. The noise that
Yuu squeaks out makes the vampire laugh and he pulls him closer until there's
practically no space between their bodies.
“W-What are you doing, you fucking—”
“This is how you're meant to hold your partner, Yuu-chan.”
His partner can't seem to hold his gaze and instead focuses them on the wall.
“Are you ready? I'm going to start leading you in a bit.”
Yuu pouts. “Whatever.”
That's probably the best answer he's going to get so Mika starts moving. He's
not the best dancer in the world, but he at least knows the basics of a waltz.
The vampire nobles always used to hold pointless celebrations too and it wasn't
as if he could easily refuse—not to Krul anyway.
Mika remembers hating them. At least it's proving useful now.
Yuu-chan's body is very warm. He can get used to this.
At first, he loses count of the amount of times Yuu tramples on his feet but he
keeps his mouth shut. After all, Yuu-chan is very impatient and Mika can sense
he's on the verge of lashing out if he so manages to say the wrong thing.
Still, it's kind of hard to lead when Yuu's as stiff as a lamppost.
“Yuu-chan, you have to loosen up and relax,” Mika says, as gently as he can.
Yuu narrows his eyes, finally looking at him. Or at least tries to. As soon as
their eyes meet, he averts them again and mutters something under his breath.
“What?” Mika frowns. “What is it? What's wrong?”
“N-Nothing...” he grumbles. “I-I'm just... getting the hang of it!”
He's lying, of course, but Mika drops it.
They try again. This time, Mika makes sure to go extra slow, whispering words
of encouragement into Yuu's ear with every step they make. Music fills their
home whilst the two teenagers circle the floor, ignoring the hustle of the town
outside as everyone gets ready to start the day. It's not long before Yuu gets
the hang of it, falling in beat to his steps until he's finally looking at him
with a smile that almost makes Mika stumble.
“Good job, Yuu-chan,” Mika says, returning the smile. He feels Yuu squeezing
his hand.
“Hey, I can just dance with you at the party, right? If it's like this, then
it's not so bad.”
Mika's smile falters.
Ah, he'd forgotten about that.
“Mika? What's up?” Yuu loosens his grip and leans back, studying his face. “You
okay?”
He shakes his head, pulling Yuu closer again. “It's nothing, Yuu-chan—”
“No. No.”
Yuu shoves his hands away and steps back.
Sighing, Mika lowers his hands and prepares to sugarcoat the answer he knows
he's going to have to reveal.
“You've been acting strange ever since Guren appeared. What's wrong?” Yuu asks.
The look on his face makes Mika hate himself even more. He shouldn't have made
it so obvious if it's only going to worry Yuu this much.
He almost says that it's nothing again, but stops himself before he makes that
mistake.
Mika sighs for the second time.
And a third time.
He would have made it a fourth time if Yuu didn't cough and glare at him with
the ferocity of a dozen suns.
“I... don't think I'll be going to the celebration, Yuu-chan.” He forces out
the words and wishes to whatever god there is out there that Yuu will not react
badly.
Yuu's eyes widen. “Wait, why?”
“It's just...” Mika's words trail off.
Why did he feel like this anyway?
Everything was okay now, wasn't it? Yuu's no longer in any danger. They were
finally reunited. They live together, for goodness sake! They were a family
again!
But why is he still scared of... well, of something?
Mika likes to think that he doesn't know what he's afraid of, but the image of
Yuu, an adult and moving on with his life without him, flashes across his mind.
Yuu walking away. Yuu not needing him anymore. Yuu forgetting about him. Yuu
being happy without him, replacing him with new friends, a new family, a new
future.
There's no denying it. He's stuck like this forever and sooner or later, Yuu
will move on and leave him behind.
Sooner or later.
Mika looks at Yuu straight in the eye and doesn't even have the strength to
fake a smile anymore.
“I'm just not ready, Yuu. I'm sorry.”
He looks away before he can see Yuu's expression. And if that isn't bad enough,
his body moves by itself until he realises he's walking away and locking
himself in his room without another word.
 
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Two days pass and Yuu doesn't bring up the subject at all. Doesn't bring up any
subject, actually, because both of them can't even look at each other without
it being awkward.
Mika knows it's not fair because it's not like Yuu knows what's going on inside
his head. Every time he thinks about forgetting it and pretending nothing
happened, he remembers Yuu's words.
Everything's moving forward, Mika.
And Mika moves backwards. He avoids Yuu. He stays in his room. He tries not to
listen to Yuu, pacing outside his door, waiting for him to come out.
Mika hates himself.
 
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Four days after The Incident, Mika wakes up to hear Yuu talking to someone.
There's music too; the same music that played when they were dancing.
For a second, Mika wonders if Yuu's dancing by himself.
He walks to the stairs, but his feet freeze when he hears a familiar voice.
“Yuu, that hurts! You're useless at leading!”
“Shinoa, we've only just started. Give me a break!”
The music dies in his ears and Mika stays rooted on that spot, eyes wide and
hands trembling.
He hears the human girl laughing. Yuu grumbles something. Probably blushing as
usual.
And Mika sinks down into the floor, hugging his knees to his chest as he
listens to them dancing downstairs. He can't bring himself to move, but every
second he spends in that spot only makes him feel worse until he's sure that
his eyes are beginning to sting. 
He stands up and rushes back to his room.
 
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That night, Mika goes downstairs to find a note on the table.
Gone to hang out with Shinoa and the others tonight. I'll be back later.
Yuu.
He doesn't know how long he spends staring at Yuu's handwriting, but he stays
there. Sinks on the chair and places the piece of paper in front of himself,
traces a finger through it, feeling the bumps of the letters.
He also doesn't know how long he imagines what Yuu's doing with his friends
right now.
They'll age with him, won't they? They can move on with him.
Mika swallows, hard, and pockets the note before burying his face into his
arms.
 
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There's a knock on his door.
Mika looks up from the book he's been trying to distract himself with.
“Yes?” he raises his voice, surprised that it doesn't crack from how rarely
he's spoken this week.
Slowly, Yuu peaks into his room. The vampire tenses. The air around them feels
like it's thinned. 
“I'm about to leave for the celebration thing,” Yuu says, looking at anywhere,
anything, but him.
“...Okay.”
“Right, I just thought... Well, I thought... Y-You might have changed your
mind.”
It's hard to breathe. Mika feels stupid for feeling like this.
Yuu takes his silence as an answer.
“I-I'll be back later! I'll see if I can get you something from the party.
Maybe some food—wait, no, you don't eat. Er, I don't know. I'll find
something—”
“It's okay, Yuu-chan,” Mika reassures, his eyes softening. “Just enjoy yourself
for me.”
Now, Yuu turns to him. He looks like he has something he wants to say, but only
nods and smiles at Mika.
“I'll be back later,” he says.
Mika smiles back. “I'll be waiting.”
 
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The house feels empty when Yuu-chan leaves. Emptier than usual because Mika
knows he's out there, being happy about moving on, whilst he's here.
He's stuck here. Stuck. Always stuck somewhere.
Mika hates himself for not going with Yuu.
Mika hates himself for not being able to age with Yuu.
Mika hates himself for having to survive on Yuu's blood.
Mika hates himself.
He sighs and shakes his head. He hates himself for complaining so much too.
Who'd have thought that turning into a vampire would make him so weak—
The door bursts open and Yuu walks into his room with a determined face.
Mika scrambles from his bed, nearly falling off.
“Y-Yuu-chan?” he splutters. “What are you doing here?”
“Ah, fuck it!” Yuu plops down on the bed beside him. “I'm not going!”
“What? No!” Mika tries to shove him off the bed. “I'm not letting you stay here
just for me!”
“No!” Yuu takes hold of Mika's shoulders and looks at him with burning eyes.
“There's no point if you're not there!”
Those words ring into Mika's ears.
“What's the point of celebrating stuff like moving on if you're not with me?
We're family!” Yuu shakes his shoulders. “I'm not going to move on without you.
From now on, we do things together.”
Together.
Mika's eyes widen. Fragments of this week flies across his mind but soon
disintegrate as he focuses on Yuu's face. Yuu. Here. Staying. He didn't even
expect it, didn't even hope for one second.
The word echoes in his mind until his vision begins to blur.Together. 
He blinks back the tears he's been holding in all week and fists his hands
around Yuu's shirt. Together. One word. One word and Mika feels like everything
he's worried about this week fades away, just for this little moment.
He lets out a small laugh. “Yeah, together.”
His arms are around Yuu-chan before he finishes his words. Yuu falters for a
second, and it's not long before Mika feels his arms circle around his waist.
The two of them embrace, not needing words or apologies for what happened this
week, but Mika does finally let out a few tears to escape him. They fall onto
Yuu's shirt, already forgotten when the vampire tightens his arms around the
only man he has left in this world.
When they pull apart, they're both grinning at each other.
Yuu's eyes sparkle. “Do you want to dance?”
Mika can't believe what he's hearing. “Now? You actually want to dance?”
“Yeah, why not? We can celebrate in our own way.”
He likes the idea of that so he nods and takes Yuu's hand. They make their way
to the middle of Mika's room.
And then pause.
“Oh, shit,” Yuu says. “We don't have music.”
Mika wraps an arm around Yuu's waist and beams at him. “We don't need it.”
And so, they dance. Yuu's steps are no longer clumsy and stiff, following Mika
with ease and a smile that's enough to convince the vampire his heart is able
to beat again. The lack of music only makes him focus on Yuu-chan even more; on
how thick his eyelashes are, on how he can feel his pulse in his hands, how
slim his waist feels, how nice it is to be this close to him.
Mika finds that he can't stop smiling.
“I'm sorry for this week, Mika,” Yuu's voice calls to him. “I-I should have
talked to you sooner.”
Mika shakes his head. “It's alright, Yuu-chan. Everything's alright.”
Yuu doesn't say anything else, but he leans closer so that their foreheads are
touching. It's a gesture they often used to do when they were younger, and
Mika's surprised at how much it makes him feel at peace, at home.
Mika closes his eyes and sighs happily, wishing this moment can last forever.
He doesn't know when they stop, or who stops first, but they eventually find
their way back to Mika's bed, sitting side by side.
Silence descends on them, but it's comfortable. Nice.
Mika doesn't know how long this feeling will last, and he's not naïve enough to
think that one little dance has sorted everything. Because Yuu's still a human
and he's still a vampire. Time is still flowing in different directions for
both of them.
But, for now, Mika takes Yuu's hand and ignores it. For now.
He nudges Yuu with his elbow, tempted to smirk.
“Yuu-chan's a quick learner after all,” he says. “It only took you a week to
dance like a princess.”
Yuu's face burns into the colour of deep red in less than a second. Before Mika
anticipates it, a pillow is slammed straight into his face.
“Shut. Up.” Yuu hisses before proceeding to mercilessly batter Mika with the
pillow.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     An anon from tumblr requested that they wanted Mika and Yuu dancing
     together............. I planned for this to be really cute, but I
     have no idea how the hell it turned so sad. Mika's narration is so
     wild it depresses me without even thinking about it. Wow.
     I'm guessing that even after they're both reunited and everything is
     sorted, Mika will still have a /lot/ of problems. I mean, the poor
     kid's been hating himself for years now. That's not going to change
     overnight, so I'm hoping to explore that more in future chapters~
***** Curry *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuu's ill and it's up to Mika to make him feel better again.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
For once, the house is silent, save for the noises that Mika makes as he
brushes the floor with his trusty broom. As usual, Yuu-chan makes up some
excuse when Mika brings up the fact that they have to clean the house today.
Again. For the third week in a row.
Mika sighs. Yuu's lucky that he doesn't mind cleaning... but Sunday is cleaning
day. They agreed that every Sunday, they would make sure that their house is
neater than Guren's hair. (Although, Mika thinks that's going too far because
that human fool literally tidies his hair up every two minutes.)
“I don't feel so good...” was Yuu-chan's excuse this time. He even made a show
of crawling up the stairs.“I think I need a lie down.”
Typical. Mika shakes his head and laughs under his breath. Yuu-chan's excuses
are getting more and more obvious these days.
Mika hums to himself as he makes sure the floor is pristine and spotless,
coming to like the sound of the broom as its bristles brush against the tiles.
When he's sure he's brushed every spot on the floor at least twelve times, he
finally looks up at the clock. Wow. Is it already six PM? Yuu-chan will
probably be getting hungry by now...
There's still some of last night's dinner in the fridge and Mika knows Yuu's
not a very fussy eater anyway. Besides, it's curry. Yuu would never say no to
curry.
“Yuu-chan!” Mika calls from the bottom of the stairs. “I'm going to heat up
your dinner! Come down!”
He doesn't wait for Yuu to reply and makes his way to the kitchen.
When they have dinner, it's only Yuu-chan eating—of course—but Mika still sits
opposite him so they can talk about their day. Mika only... eats during
weekdays even though Yuu insists that he can drink from him everyday if he
needs to.
“It's no big deal. It's not like you drink a lot in the first place,"  Yuu said
last time with a blush on his face. “Besides, you only drink from my arm, so
it's not too... b-bad.”
Mika didn't have the heart to tell him that that wasn't the point. He just
hates the fact that Yuu-chan has to be treated like livestock. It's bad enough
drinking from his wrist... Mika can't bring himself to drink from the neck.
Part of him childishly thinks that still doesn't make him an actual vampire.
Mika sighs. Sometimes, it feels like nothing has barely changed.
It's the same old, same old routine. Just because the war's over doesn't mean
everything is all okay. There's still some vampires out there who think that
coming back is a good idea, but Guren makes sure that the squads are ready to
take them out.
That includes Yuu-chan. Mika's against the idea of him being in danger again,
but Yuu made it specifically clear that he doesn't want to be 'babysat'. (His
words, not Mika's. Mika doesn't think he's babysitting Yuu... but whatever.)
Sometimes, Mika comes with him. Sometimes. It's hard when half the human
population still doesn't trust you though.
The sound of soft footsteps pull him away from his thoughts.
“Ah, Yuu-chan!” Mika sends a smile towards him, but stops as soon as he sees
what he looks like.
“Yuu-chan?” In an instant, Mika's by his side. “Are you alright? You look
pale.”
Yuu nods, pushing him away.
“I-I'll be fine,” he says, slowly walking to the table and taking a seat. “I
just... I just need some food.”
It's not very convincing, not when he looks like a walking corpse. Mika watches
as Yuu rests his head on the table, his shoulders trembling as if he's cold.
He's very far from looking 'fine', but he said all he needed was food... so
Mika swallows down his anxiety and rushes to heat up the curry.
If Yuu-chan is ill then Mika's going to have to buy some medicine... but that
would mean leaving him alone in the house. Mika grips the handle of the pot.
No. He can't do that. Not if he's ill.
But what other choice is there?
A little voice in the back of his mind tells him that he can always ask Yuu's
friends.
Mika clenches his jaw. No. He can take care of Yuu by himself. All by himself.
“M-Mika...” Yuu's groan pierces through him and Mika whirls around just in time
to see Yuu collapsing onto the floor.
“Yuu!” Mika abandons the curry and drops beside Yuu, gathering him into his
arms.
Oh god. He's as cold as ice. Oh god, no.
One second passes and Mika doesn't know what to do. Another second. He shakes
Yuu's limp body. Another second. Pushes his fingers against his neck. Feels his
pulse. It's still there. Mika shudders in relief. Three seconds pass. His
forehead is cold. Everything is cold. He's too pale.
Two seconds.
Mika places his arms under Yuu's legs and carries him. He nearly trips over as
he rushes to Yuu's bedroom.
Yuu's still unconscious when Mika sets him down on the bed. The only thing
stopping Mika from thinking he's dead is the slow rise and fall of his chest,
but it's not enough to calm the vampire down.
He doesn't know what to do. What's wrong? What's happening?
What if it's the virus?
His eyes widen. Time stops.
No. No. That was a lie the vampires made. That's not possible.
Mika doesn't know what to do. He can't think straight.
Trembling, he runs a hand through his hair and stops the temptation to pull on
them. He needs to get someone. Someone older. Someone who will know what's
wrong with Yuu.
Mika looks at Yuu for one last time before bolting out of the door. He has
enough sense to grab his cloak on the way out, making sure the armband is in
place to protect him from the sun—even though that's the last of his worries.
He has to find someone, anyone.
Guren? No. He's away on a mission at the moment.
Shinoa? Yoichi? Mitsuba? Kimizuki?
Mika's hands clench into fists. No, no, no. Not them. They won't be able to do
anything. What did they know?
He's not even thinking straight. He runs in random paths, hoping to bump into
someone he knows is responsible enough. Maybe someone from Guren's squad. The
humans avoid him, spotting his vampire cloak and recoiling back in instinct.
Mika doesn't have time to pay attention to them today.
The further he runs, the more he can't breathe. Yuu's still back at home, alone
and vulnerable. He has to hurry.
Mika rounds a corner and slams straight into a wall.
“Ow!” it says.
Not a wall.
He looks up and comes face to face with blue eyes, white hair. One of the
Hiiragis. That man who's always with Guren. Shinya.
“Eh, Mika?” Shinya rubs the arm that Mika collided with. “You nearly broke my
arm there.”
“Yuu's collapsed.” Mika blurts out the words. “Please help him!”
 
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Mika paces the room as Shinya checks over Yuu. Does it usually take this long
to check someone's blood pressure and temperature? What if there's something
wrong with Yuu?
No, No. No. Mika won't let that happen. He can't lose Yuu. Not now.
“Hmm...” Shinya rises, turning back to Mika.
“I-Is he okay?” Mika holds his breath. His hands can't stop shaking.
For a moment too long, Shinya hesitates. His eyes flicker between him and Yuu,
and it's enough to drive Mika insane. He's on the verge of snapping.
“You drink Yuu's blood, don't you?” Shinya asks.
Slowly, Mika nods.
“How often?”
Mika tries not to piece everything together but it's slowly starting to dawn on
him why Yuu's ill in the first place.
“Every weekday...” he mutters, hating himself for admitting it.
Shinya's sigh confirms everything.
“Give him a few days rest and he should be fine.” He has enough courtesy to
send Mika a smile. “But maybe take it slow with the blood drinking.”
The expression on Mika's face probably makes Shinya feel bad because it's not
long before the adult forces out a laugh and pats him lightly on the back.
“It's not your fault,” Shinya reassures. “Don't beat yourself up. Just take
care of him.”
 
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Mika stays by Yuu's side for the rest of the day, holding his hand and wishing
it wasn't so cold.
This is his fault.
He shouldn’t have drank so much of Yuu's blood. God, why didn't it occur to him
that drinking it five days in a row was a bad idea? What deluded him into
thinking that he didn't drink too much? If anything, Mika was stupid enough to
think he drank too little.
Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Yuu's hand twitches.
Mika's breath hitches. He leans closer just as Yuu's green eyes peek open.
“M-Mika?” he groans, his voice barely audible. “What... What happened?”
Relief floods into Mika's body as he acknowledges that Yuu is awake again. He
wants to embrace Yuu, but is terrified that he'll somehow hurt him, so he makes
do with squeezing his hands tighter.
“You collapsed in the kitchen so I brought you here to rest,” Mika tells him.
Yuu's eyelids droop, as if he's falling asleep again, but he blinks rapidly and
tries to sit up.
Mika stops him. “No, you need to rest.”
“I-I'm hungry...” Yuu's voice trails off as he slouches onto his bed again. He
sighs, running a hand across his face. “I feel like shit.”
You look like shit, Mika nearly says, but can't bring himself to.
Besides, it's a lie. Yuu-chan always looks nice. Just not as much when he looks
like he's on his death bed.
“I'll bring some food for you here.” Mika lets go of his hand. “Relax and wait
for me.”
                                        
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“Curry again?” Yuu says once he sees the bowl that Mika's holding.
Sitting down on the chair beside him, Mika frowns.
“Are you complaining? You love curry.”
Yuu shakes his head. “No, I don't mind. Alright, give it here.”
Mika doesn't. He has a better idea. He scoops up a spoonful of the curry and
lightly blows on it, ignoring the scent that wafts up his nose. There was a
time when he used to appreciate the smell, but too many years spent being a
vampire has put him off the meal he used to love.
He guides the spoon to Yuu's mouth.
Yuu narrows his eyes. “What are you doing?”
“I thought it was obvious.”
“Mika, I'm not a baby—mph!”
Mika tries not to laugh because the glare that Yuu's sending him now looks
deadlier than anything he's ever faced. But still. It's too cute seeing him
with the spoon in his mouth, his cheeks bright red from... anger? Or just a
blush? Mika never knows.
“You have to eat up so you'll feel better,” Mika says, pulling the spoon out
and beaming when Yuu actually chews. He scoops up another spoonful, surprised
when Yuu doesn't say anything else.
Yuu crosses his arms and glares at the wall. Typical. Mika can only smile
because even when he's ill, Yuu's still the same as always.
“You're lucky I like curry,” he grumbles. “Idiot.”
Idiot's just an endearing term for me, the vampire convinces himself. It has to
be true.
“Open up,” he says.
Even though he's scowling, Yuu complies and amazingly, his cheeks turn even
redder. At least it's starting to warm his face up... It's definitely an
improvement from before.
Mika watches him chew his food, secretly thinking it's adorable the way his
cheeks move. He'll never tell this to Yuu, of course, but he enjoys watching
him. A lot.
Being separated from Yuu-chan for four years meant that he missed a lot of
things. He never got to see Yuu grow up. He never witnessed how Yuu became the
person he is today. 
He tells himself that it's only natural that he'd observe Yuu so much. This is
normal. This doesn't mean anything.
Mika smiles bitterly. Right.
Anyway. If anything is true, then Mika knows he'd rather not see Yuu collapse
in front of him again. The vampire eyes him now, taking note that his skin
still looked a tad pale.
Sighing, Mika pushes aside his thoughts and scoops up more curry.
They speak no more as Yuu slowly, but surely, eats up his food. Over time, Yuu
begins to lean forward, eating the spoonfuls with more haste and eagerness.
Mika's glad he used a large bowl; at this rate, Yuu will probably ask for
seconds.
“Oh,” Mika pauses. He sets the bowl and spoon down onto his lap and leans
closer to Yuu.
Softly, he traces his thumb over the corner of Yuu's lips and wipes away the
curry that's been left there. If Yuu was red before, he's practically purple
now, but Mika is unable to pull his hand back. He strokes it over Yuu's bottom
lip, revelling at how soft it is. Smooth. His thumb brushes it back and forth,
feels the way Yuu starts to tremble underneath.
So soft.
He doesn't even realise he's leaning closer and that Yuu has stopped breathing.
Mika's lips part, his eyes focused on the way Yuu unconsciously licks his own.
Mika's other hand finds Yuu's shoulder and pulls him closer. Their noses bump.
He hears Yuu gasp. Mika grips tighter onto his shoulder and Yuu begins to close
his eyes. They're a breath apart—
The bowl crashes onto the floor.
Mika jerks away from Yuu.
Shit. Shit. What the fuck did he nearly do? One look at Yuu and it's obvious
that he's wondering the same as well. Shit. Fuck. Fuck everything. Mika
hurriedly looks away, cursing the fact that he feels his own cheeks heating up.
“I-I'll get these cleaned up,” he says, rushing to pick up the bowl and the
spoon.
Yuu nods, but he's looking down at his blanket, biting his lower lip.
Fuck. Stop looking at his damn lips.
Mika practically runs out of the room.
 
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Mika ferociously scrubs on the bowl until he's sure it's about to break it.
Fuck.
That wasn't meant to happen. He has no idea what possessed him to do that. All
he remembers is looking at Yuu's lips and then...
Ugh.
He can still feel his cheeks flushing. He also remembers that Yuu didn't pull
away. He remembers Yuu licking his lips and closing his eyes.
Did he...?
Mika drops the bowl into the sink and washes his hands. He's in no mood to
clean. The scene keeps replaying again and again in his head until he's tempted
to come back to Yuu's bedroom and finish what they started.
Shit. Just thinking about it is driving him mad.He finds himself sinking to the
floor and covering his face, trying to even out his breathing. But it's no use.
He's stuck in a frenzy where all he can think about is the feel of Yuu's bottom
lip under his thumb, Yuu's nose bumping against his. He imagines what would
have happened if the stupid bowl never fell.
Mika swallows.
How did this happen? They... They're meant to be a family, aren't they? That's
what Yuu's always called them. A family. Sure, they're not blood related and
all but... but this...
Mika's sure he's stopped thinking of Yuu as his family a long time ago. It just
never occurred to him that he thought of him as... this.
Maybe some part deep inside of him was aware all along. Maybe. Because he's
certain that you're not meant to get excited at the thought of kissing your
family and running your hands through his black hair and hear what he sounds
like when he's breathless and—
Shit.
Mika literally stands up and turns the tap on the sink so fast that he nearly
breaks it. He splashes cold water onto his face. For five minutes.
 
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When he returns to Yuu's room, Mika's both relieved and disappointed that he's
gone back to sleep. A soft smile tugs on his face. At least he looks peaceful
this time.
Mika lays a hand on his forehead and sighs in relief when he feels that his
temperature is no longer colder than a corpse. He has some colour back into his
skin too, but still not enough to make Mika forget that this was his fault in
the first place.
He's going to have to cut back on the blood. For Yuu-chan.
Quietly, so as to not wake Yuu, Mika settles on the seat beside him and takes
his hands into his own. Yuu sighs in his sleep, shuffling closer to him so that
his face nuzzles against Mika's arms. He's smiling, the black strands of his
hair resting around his pillow like some dark halo.
Mika feels warmer than he has ever felt in his entire life. He swallows and
brushes his hand through Yuu's hair.
He probably spends ten minutes there, brushing his fingers through the soft
locks and watching Yuu sleep, wondering what he's dreaming about, occasionally
studying his parted lips.
Family. Hmm.
Mika just knows that whatever Yuu is, whatever Yuu turns into, he will always
stay by his side. Because Yuu-chan is Yuu-chan and he's the closest thing to
home that Mika's ever had.
With that, the vampire leans into the slumbering boy and presses his lips
against his forehead, stays there for five seconds, and then pulls away.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     Animooweaboo on tumblr suggested this prompt! I swear to god all of
     the chapters I plan for this story never go according to plan... This
     one was meant to be kinda sad but that almost-kiss appeared out of
     nowhere and I couldn't just stop it. Oops.
     (I also dedicate this chapter to Giulia because I think about her
     every time I write as Mika. Ily boo xoxoxo)
     The next chapter is meant to tie in with this one, so I guess this
     can be a twoshot instead of a oneshot. I'm thinking of making the
     next chapter in Yuu's POV though. We'll see.
     Thank you for all the comments so far! It makes me happy to see that
     people are enjoying this story! If you have any ideas or prompts for
     future chapters, let me know in the comments!
***** Lust *****
Chapter Summary
     After nearly a month without blood, Mika finally loses control.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
There's something that's been bothering Yuu lately.
He'd like to think that life is pretty much as close to perfect as it'll
get—and he did think that on most days—but it's days like this where he wonders
if he's missing something. Something really obvious and he's probably going to
hate himself later for being so stupid and clueless. Buuuut, try as he might,
he can't figure out why the hell Mika is avoiding him like he's got the virus.
It's been, what? Three weeks? Probably three weeks since Yuu got ill and
fainted and... yeah. (He still hates the fact that he faints so easily. His
friends keep telling him he's so delicate and fuck, he hates that.) He had
fully recovered after a week passed and you'd think that Mika would be happy
with that... but no. The asshole's been avoiding him ever since then and
it's really starting to grate on Yuu's nerves.
Mika's always been the type to keep things to himself. Even before he got
turned into a vampire, he rarely revealed his problems or true feelings. It's
just the way he is and Yuu does try to respect the fact that some people want
their space but this is ridiculous. Mika hasn't fed from him in three
weeks—nearly four weeks now, actually. That's almost a month. A month!
That can't be healthy.
So, Yuu decides that today is the day. Mika's going to drink his blood, one way
or another. Yuu doesn't care how; he's desperate enough to actually imagine a
scenario of cutting his arm off and dangling the bloody limb in front of Mika's
eyes... but he's not going to do that. Yuu wants to keep all of his limbs,
thank you very much.
He barges into Mika's room, expecting to see the idiot lounging around his bed
whilst being surrounded by fifty books. As usual. But no. He finds Mika huddled
by the corner, hugging his knees and breathing hard.
“Mika!” Yuu rushes to his side. “Are you okay?”
Shit. Of course he isn't! Yuu curses himself for asking such a stupid question
when Mika's literally shaking with spasms. He links an arm around the blond's
shoulders, trying to help him up.
Tryingbeing the keyword. Yuu doesn't succeed because Mika shoves him away,
jumping back and nearly toppling over the nearby lamp on his desk.
“S-Stay back!” Mika hisses. His voice is hoarse, and Yuu flinches because it's
obvious he's in pain.
“You need blood,” he insists.
“No!”
Yuu clenches his fists. “Mika, stop it! You've been holding it back for nearly
a month! You need it now!”
Mika shakes his head. He starts to pace the room, back and forth, back and
forth, until Yuu gets anxious just by watching him. It's rare that he sees Mika
so worked up. Usually, he's the calmer one out of both of them, but Yuu guesses
that this is the bloodlust's fault.
Idiot Mika. Honestly. Trust him to do this to himself.
“Stupid...” Yuu grumbles as he rolls his sleeve up. “Oi, drink from me. Now.”
He walks to Mika's side, only to have his arm pushed away.
“N-No... It's nearly a month. I can... m-make it to a month!”
Yuu doesn't know what to say. He can only watch as Mika digs his fingers into
his arms, as if trying his best to restrain himself.
“Why are you doing this to yourself?” he demands. “Mika, you need the blood
now. You're a mess!”
“No! You don't understand—”
“What don't I understand?” Yuu's voice rises higher than he originally meant
for it to, but it's too late now. Mika's eyes have already widened, recognising
it as a challenge.
“You fainted last time, Yuu! Because of blood loss! Because I drank too much
from you!” Mika advances on him, but Yuu stands his ground. “Do you want me to
do that to you again? Do you want to be treated like livestock until you faint
for the second time?”
By this time, their voices are already trying outmatch each other in volume.
“Is that it then? You're starving yourself because of me?”
“Isn't that a good enough reason?”
Yuu can't help it. He pushes Mika away. Hard. The vampire stumbles back,
clearly shocked.
“Asshole! Stop choosing things for me just because you think I'm so fucking
weak! How do you think I feel, knowing that you're starving yourself just
because of me? Do you think that makes me happy? Is this another one of your
martyr plans to keep me safe? Mika, when the fuck are you going to realise that
I'm not that weak just because I'm a human?”
He doesn't even know why he's so angry, but he grabs Mika by his collar and
jerks him closer.
“I don't need you babying me, Mika! Now just fucking stop being so stubborn and
drink my blood before I force you to—”
Yuu barely even knows what happens next. One second he's yelling at Mika and
the next thing he knows, he's being slammed into a wall and—fuck.
He feels a sharp burning in his neck and it takes him a full five seconds to
realise that Mika's got his head down there. Three more seconds pass and it
dawns on him that there are fangs buried deep into his flesh and it's only when
he feels Mika slide his tongue over the wound does Yuu react. He gasps,
grabbing Mika's shoulder and instinctively tries to push him off.
Mika starts to suck. The room spins and Yuu doesn't know what's louder; the
sound of his heartbeat drumming in his ears or the moans that escape Mika as he
laps up his blood. Yuu doesn't think he's ever heard anything like
it—especially not from Mika—and he's not sure what to think, but he does know
that he shouldbe stopping this. He should.
But fuck. This felt different. This isn't the same as when Mika used to drink
from his wrist. This... This is different. He doesn't know how it starts, but
it's not long before Yuu's whimpering and bringing a trembling hand to rest on
Mika's head. He grips his blond curls, needing to hold onto something,
anything.
Somewhere in the haze, Yuu feels Mika's arm circling around his waist, pulling
him closer until their hips are touching. Yuu closes his eyes and brings up a
hand to his mouth, biting it. He muffles the moan that nearly escapes and hopes
that Mika is too preoccupied to notice just how much this is affecting him.
With each passing second, he struggles to ignore the way Mika's lips slide
against his neck, the way his tongue swirls around the wound, welcoming each
burst of blood with desperation. He struggles to ignore how Mika's knee has
pushed his legs apart, how it's now brushing against his crotch, harder and
harder until Yuu starts to wonder if the vampire is doing it on purpose.
He struggles to ignore the fact that he actually fucking likes this.
Fuck.
He repeats the word familyin the back of his mind. Family. Mika is family.
Mika. Is. Family. You are not meant to feel this from your family. Your family
should not—definitely should not—be making you feel good by rubbing his knee
against your dick.
Fuck.
Yuu cries out as Mika suddenly rocks his hips against him. Fuck. Family. Mika
is fam—
Mika rocks his hips again and it's enough for Yuu to start moaning, throwing
his head back against the wall. He loses all sense of his thoughts and the only
thing he can focus on is fuck, fucking hell, that feels so fucking good.
He doesn't even remember when Mika stops sucking his blood but amidst the
grinding and the blood loss, everything becomes a blurred mess afterwards. He
just knows that Mika's lips are suddenly on his and he can taste the blood and
a part of him should probably be disgusted at it but all Yuu can think of is
that Mika is kissing him. And he's kissing him back. Their lips slide against
each other, hard, desperate and clumsy, to the point where Yuu feels Mika's
fangs cut into his lip. He jolts as blood seeps out, but Mika just moans, grabs
his head, and shoves his tongue into Yuu's mouth.
It's hard to think. Yuu doesn't know if he wants to think. Yuu doesn't even
know if he can, so instead he holds onto Mika's shoulders and tries to keep up
when the vampire entwines their tongues together.
And then Mika pulls away so fast that Yuu nearly stumbles along with him.
Both of them stare at the other with wide eyes, panting with each painful, slow
second that passes. Yuu can't help but stare at the blood smeared across Mika's
lips and he feels his cheeks flushing when he remembers that those lips were on
his own a few seconds ago.
“Y-Yuu-chan... I-I didn't...” Mika's voice trails off. His shoulders begin to
shake and he looks away. “The blood—I-I lost control. I-I didn't mean t-to—!”
Yuu's about to speak, about to tell him it's okay when he notices that Mika is
shaking too much and there are tears glistening at the corner of his eyes. Oh,
Yuu thinks. Oh.
It's rare that Mika cries in front of him, but ever since he became a full
vampire, Yuu's noticed that Mika sometimes slips. He has moments where he tries
to keep up that stupid wall he's built around himself, but it's times like this
that he falters.
“Mika...” Yuu approaches him slowly, but the vampire flinches and takes a step
back.
“I-I'm sorry,” he says. “Out of everyone, I didn't want to l-lose control
with... w-with you! N-Not you—I'm s-so sorry—”
Yuu doesn't listen. He walks forward, grabs Mika by his shirt and pulls him
into a hug before he can even back away. And just as easily as that, Mika's
breath hitches and he sobs into Yuu's neck.
Yuu can only sigh.
He remembers all the times when Mika used to hide his tears with a smile. The
idiot always thought it worked on him, but Yuu wasn't stupid. He knew whenever
things bothered Mika, but as usual Mika was so goddamn stubborn and refused to
let anyone worry about him. And Yuu let it happen.
But now? Now it's different. It's different because Mika can barely smile these
days. It's different because when Yuu looks into his eyes, he doesn't see
bright blue forced happiness anymore—he sees red; full of despair and fear.
It's different because Mika's scared and ashamed of who he is and he forgets
that it was Yuu who forced him to drink his blood in the first place. It's
different because... fuck, everything is different and Yuu's still trying to
get used to it and it's hard to remember that Mika's not the same anymore.
But he's still Mika. No matter what Mika's turned into, no matter what happens,
Mika will always be Mika.
Yuu rubs circles on Mika's back and smiles when he feels the vampire's muscles
relax. His sobs subside now, sighing into Yuu's shirt. Neither of them move,
but Yuu doesn't loosen his embrace and nor does Mika raise his head. Yuu thinks
Mika's listening to his heartbeat and somehow, this makes him smile even more.
“It's okay,” he says, and means it.
“I'm sorry I drank so much last time,” Mika mumbles, his voice muffled by Yuu's
shirt.
“Stop being sorry, idiot. You didn't know.”
Yuu feels Mika's hands fist into his clothes.
“That doesn't excuse it,” Mika says. “I-I was terrified when you fainted. I
thought... I thought... I-I thought I was going to l-lose you again.”
The beating of Yuu's pulse drums in his ears. He lets Mika's words sink into
him before tightening his arms around the vampire, laying his cheek against his
blond curls and breathing in the familiar scent of apples. Yuu closes his eyes
and loses himself in it.
“I'm here,” he reassures. “I won't leave.”
Soft laughter escapes from under him.
“Thank you, Yuu-chan.”
“Eh? For what?”
Slowly, Mika raises his head. Their gazes meet and Yuu lets himself drown into
the red depths of Mika's eyes. He wonders if Mika hates his vampire eyes. He
has to admit that at first, the eyes unnerved him but it wasn't long before Yuu
realised that Mika is still Mika, even if he is a full vampire now.
Mika takes his hands and gives him a smile that sends Yuu's heart jolting.
“For everything.”
Yuu doesn't know what to say to that so he just nods, squeezing Mika's hands
and trying very hard not to blush when Mika squeezes them back. Unable to help
himself, he looks down at the vampire's lips. They're parted, and his fangs
peak out, still glistening with blood.
Yuu can't stop looking.
He actually hears Mika gulping.
“Do you regret it?” Mika asks.
“R-Regret what?”
Mika licks his lips.
“The kiss.”
He can't help but widen his eyes, looking away and mentally screaming a string
of curses when he feels his cheeks flushing.
Mika's still waiting for an answer.
Shit.
Yuu coughs.
“I-It... wasn't... horrible...”
“Don't worry, I won't do it again—”
“Eh?” Yuu frowns, averting his eyes back to the vampire. “I said it wasn't
horrible!”
Amusement dances into Mika's eyes and Yuu realises what he just said.
“Do you want me to kiss you again, Yuu-chan?”
“N-No! I don't want that! I-It's not like I liked it or anything, I just said
it wasn't h-horrible!” Yuu pushes Mika's hands away, mustering the biggest
glare possible in this situation. Fuck, he's probably blushing so much right
now. Why did he have to blush so easily?
Mika grabs his arm and pulls him closer again, a teasing smile already tugging
on his lips.
“W-W-What are you d-doing?” Yuu doesn't know if his heart is pounding that fast
because he's nervous or excited. He just knows that Mika's lips are thatclose
again and part of him feels like leaning much, much nearer.
Out of nowhere, Mika laughs.
“Sorry, Yuu-chan. You're cute when you're like this.”
“W-What? Cute? Mika, I-I'm going to punch you! Shut up!”
Mika laughs for the second time, and then swoops down to claim his lips again.
Maybe part of him expects it because Yuu doesn't even jump this time. He
trembles for two seconds, closes his eyes and nervously holds onto Mika's arms,
returning the kiss. This one is more gentle, soft, and he actually... really...
really... likes it. Mika's lips are softer than he ever expected them to be and
although he won't admit this out loud, he finds that he likes the way Mika
leads him through the kiss. He likes the feel of their lips sliding against
each other, the split moments when Mika's tongue peaks out and Yuu tries to
catch it. He likes hearing Mika's breaths mingle with his; how those very same
breaths soon turn into moans as their kiss deepens with each passing second.
It's not long before he feels Mika licking his bottom lip and Yuu opens his
mouth, his breath hitching when the vampire finds his tongue.
The soft kiss isn't soft anymore. Yuu's brain feels like it's shutting down.
Mika's surprisingly good at this and Yuu can't help but moan into his mouth,
gripping the vampire's arms tighter as if it's the only thing keeping him
upright.
Mika pulls away, leaning down to lick the path of dried blood on Yuu's neck.
Yuu squirms, opening his eyes and only having the vision of blond curls as the
vampire trails kisses down his collar.
Too soon, Mika stops. He steps away and looks at Yuu with an expression that
almost looks shy.
“Did I go too far?” he asks.
Yuu nearly screams NOT FAR ENOUGH, but refrains for the sake of his stubborn
pride.
“Y-You're an idiot,” is the only thing he can mutter. “I-I didn't... expect...
t-that.”
Mika's eyes soften. “I didn't expect you to kiss me back.”
“D-Don't say it out loud!” Yuu tries to cover his damn blush with a hand,
scowling at Mika when he throws his head back and laughs.
Oh, fuck. When Yuu looks at Mika, those red eyes are practically drowning in
delight.
“I couldn't control myself during our first kiss—”
“Stop saying that word—!”
“—so that's why I was a bit rough with you, Yuu-chan—”
“R-Rough?! Mika, s-stop—!”
“—but I was more controlled during this one and I just didn't expect you to
actually like it as well. When I heard you moan—”
Yuu shoves him away and stomps out of the room. He's still rushing to get away
when he hears Mika's stupid laugh and Yuu decides that now is the best time to
lock himself in his own bedroom and not come out for the next few days. Or a
few weeks. Months. Forever.
But even when he returns to his room, Yuu can't help but run his fingers along
his lips. His cheeks burn at the memory of Mika kissing him. Fuck. What the
fuck just happened? How the fuck did that happen?
Yuu sinks down onto the floor, laying his head back against the wall.
Mika... Mika kissed him.
Mika did more than just kissing, to be honest, Yuu's treacherous thoughts
remind him. Flashbacks of Mika... Mika... grinding against him return to his
mind. Fuck. Shinoa's teasing face flashes into his brain, along with her voice
screaming CHERRY BOY. Yuu groans, pulling at his own hair, knowing that he'd
never live this down if his friends ever found out.
You liked it though, Yuu thinks. And nearly punches himself for admitting it.
Shit.
Mika. Was. Family.
No. Mika is family. Is.
Yuu gulps. Mika... is... family.
His heart beats faster as he recalls Mika's tongue on his neck, lapping up his
blood... Mika's tongue licking his lips... Mika's tongue in his mouth... Mika's
tongue touching his tongue and...
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Yuu wants to scream. “Shit.”
His pulse won't slow down. And he feels warm. Hot. Too hot. This... This is...
What is this? Yuu's never felt anything like this before, but all he can think
about is Mika's lips, Mika's fangs, Mika's eyes, Mika's... everything, Mika
leaning closer and kissing him again—
Yuu lets his head fall into his palms.
What's going on? Isn't Mika supposed to be his family? Family don't do this
with each other, right? He knows what a family is. You care for your family,
you want to support them, you want to be with them, you want to make them
happy...
Mika's all of that.
But Yuu also wants Mika to kiss him again.
Fuck.
Chapter End Notes
     Imperceptible actually requested a prompt where Yuu takes care of a
     sick!Mika and I planned for this chapter to be really cute
     but......... well, it's hard not to do a bloodsucking scene without
     it getting a little too out of hand so... Sorry if it's not exactly
     how you wanted it, but I'm hoping the kisses make up for
     it.............. haha...
     As usual, feel free to request/suggest prompts! And thank you for all
     your comments so far!~
***** The Future? *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuu battles with his feelings whilst also trying to control his
     raging hormones for Mika. And Guren's an asshole.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Yuu has never felt so happy to see Guren in his entire life—okay, maybe not
happy happy because he's honestly on the verge of passing out right now, but
maybe relieved is a better word. The lieutenant looks down at him, taking his
sweet time, and then gives his usual, stupid smirk.
“Good job with those vampires. Looks like you barely made it in one piece,” he
says, casually waving a hand and turning back to face his desk. “You can go
now.”
Yuu sees red.
“Is that... it? You made me walk all the way here just to tell me that?”
Guren nods.
“Damn it, Guren! You said it was urgent! I was going to get my injuries patched
up first!” Yuu shakes his fist, and then remembers his arm is slashed open. Not
a good idea to move it.
He winces. Oh no. He hopes he won't pass out in Guren's office because knowing
the asshole, he'd just step over Yuu's unconscious body and do his paperwork
somewhere else. Yuu tightly wraps his cloak around the wound, hoping it's
enough to calm the bleeding for now.
Fuck. Mika's going to get pissed when he does the laundry this week.
Yuu realises that he's worrying about laundry instead of passing out due to
blood loss... His priorities amaze him sometimes, but, to be fair, Mika
stressing out about laundry is actually scary. Yuu remembers when he spilt
paint on Mika's white cloak and the vampire literally ranted for ten minutes
about how it was near impossible to wash that shit out.
“Can I go now?” Yuu snaps, glaring at the back of Guren's head.
“Wait. I've been meaning to ask you something.”
Yuu frowns, waiting for Guren to elaborate because he's not a damn mind reader
and he sure as hell hasn't got the patience to guess what's behind the adult's
mind.
Guren turns to face him again, leaning on his desk and tapping his feet on the
floor as if he's got all the time in the world and Yuu's currently not bleeding
out in the room. The only thing the black haired teenager can do is grind his
teeth together and try not to start screaming at the asshole in front of him.
Thankfully, Guren finally starts speaking.
“The vampire brat—”
“Mika—”
“Whatever. Yeah, him.” Guren waves a hand. “Do you know what you're going to do
with him?”
Yuu narrows his eyes.
“Do with him? What do you mean? We're living together.”
“I know. Everyone knows. That's cute and all, but what are you going to do
about the future?” Guren stands up straighter now and makes his way towards
Yuu. He flicks him on the forehead, lightly, but enough to send murderous
intents into the teenager's mind.
“He's a vampire. You're human. Do you expect him to stay by your side whilst
you grow old?”
The words suspend in Yuu's brain. He stays rooted on the spot, listening to
Guren's voice as if it's the only sound left in the world.
Guren just sighs, running a hand through his dark hair.
“I'm just saying that everything might be okay now, but things aren't always
going to be like this. You have to accept that.”
Yuu doesn't even know what to say to that. He can feel Guren's eyes fixed onto
him, waiting for a response, but all he does is stare at the floor and wonder
if it's true. Will Mika eventually leave him? They barely talk about the
future. Yuu doesn't really focus on it. Everyday, he wakes up, has breakfast
whilst Mika sits opposite him and talks about anything, everything, and then
they both do their own things. Usually, Mika stays in the house, reading,
cleaning, sometimes drawing.
It never occurred to Yuu that Mika would like to leave.
In the end, Guren only shakes his head. He sits back down on his desk, sorting
through all of his paperwork.
“You can go now,” is the only thing he says.
Yuu leaves without a word, his thoughts still circling around the possibility
that one day, Mika will leave him again.
 
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As Yuu enters their house, the first thing he sees is Mika sleeping on the
couch. There's a book on his chest, and Yuu gathers that the vampire fell
asleep whilst waiting for him. Typical.
Quietly, he pads his way to the slumbering blond and kneels by his side. He'll
never say this to Mika out loud (not unless he wants the idiot to brag about it
for the next few weeks), but Yuu thinks that he's kinda... pretty. Yuu likes
how long and curly his hair is; it makes him want to run his fingers through
the locks, but knowing Mika, he'd probably get all smug about it, so no thanks.
It only dawns on him now that he rarely sees Mika sleeping. They sleep in
different rooms, so it's not like he has any reason to go into Mika's room in
the middle of the night.
He looks really... nice... Yuu thinks as his eyes take in Mika's delicate
features. His blond eyelashes cast shadows onto his cheeks, and Yuu revels at
how thick they are. Huh. He's never noticed that before—but that's probably
because he has a hard time looking at Mika's eyes anyway. For some reason, Yuu
can't keep eye contact with him. It makes him... nervous?
Thank god Mika's asleep right now though. It's not everyday that Yuu gets a
chance to admire him like this.
I really want to touch his hair...
Mika wouldn't know anyway, right? And it's just hair... Yuu's always thought
Mika's hair looked really soft, so it's not really his fault if he wants to
touch it. If anything, it's Mika's damn fault for having really nice hair in
the first place.
Slowly, Yuu reaches out for Mika, holding his breath in case the blond has some
sort of weird vampire instinct that stops people from touching his hair whilst
he's unconscious. By some miracle, Mika doesn't stir when Yuu brushes his
fingers through the strands.
He gulps. It's softer than he remembers. The last time he touched Mika's hair
was... was when they... kissed...
Yuu blushes. That was two weeks ago. They haven't had the chance to talk about
it because the next day, Guren forced him to go on a mission.
He sighs, twirling Mika's hair around his finger. Why did they even kiss in the
first place..? It's not like they're together or anything... Besides, Mika
doesn't see him in that—
“Y-Yuu-chan?” Mika's eyes blink open.
Yuu jumps, snatching his hand back—or he would have if he didn't forget that
he's got a clump of Mika's hair twisted around his fingers. The vampire yelps
as his head is nearly torn off his neck and he loses his balance on the couch,
landing right on top of Yuu.
None of them move. Mika straddles Yuu, his hands on either side of his head
whilst the black haired teenager is blushing so hard he looks like his head is
about to explode. They're so close that their noses are touching and the only
thing Yuu can look at is Mika's eyes and he thinks Wow, Mika's red eyes are
actually pretty nice.
“Y-You're home...” Mika mutters, leaning back to give themselves some space to
breathe.
Yuu nods, but freezes when Mika's eyes widen. Before he knows it, Mika's
grabbed his arm and pried the cloak off it.
“You're hurt!” he says, cradling the injured arm into his hands.
Yuu tries to sit up, but is only pushed back down.
“Stay still,” Mika insists. “Let me just... clean up the blood.”
There isn't even a chance to ask what he means by that because Yuu soon
understands by the time Mika's started licking his arm. He stares, wide eyed,
as the vampire's tongue travels over the wound. Mika doesn't bite into the arm,
but his tongue laps up the blood that's still flowing. At first, it dawns on
Yuu that maybe letting Mika drink when he's already on the verge of passing out
due to his injuries isn't really a good idea, but he notices now that Mika's
only licking up the blood that's dried onto his arm.
It tickles, but Yuu's oddly fascinated by the sight of Mika doing this in front
of him. He should be used to this by now but honestly, can you really get used
to the sight of your closest friend drinking your own blood?
Yuu convinces himself that it's only because he needs something to hold onto,
but his other hand makes its way to Mika' hair. He strokes the blond curls
again, closing his eyes and sighing as he lets himself relax.
 
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It feels like a decade when he opens his eyes. Every muscle in his body feels
stiff and heavy, but Yuu forces himself to take in his surroundings. His room
blurs into view; the window beside his bed telling him that he's been
unconscious for far too long.
Groaning, he rubs his eyes and sits up. His knee bumps into something and he
raises his eyebrows when he realises it's Mika's head.
“Huh..?” the blond mumbles, also waking up from his nap. Mika smiles as soon as
their eyes meet and just that is enough to send Yuu's heart leaping. He tries
to smile back, but ends up looking away before he even does it. Damn. Why is he
so shy around Mika so suddenly?
“W-What happened?” Yuu asks. He remembers his injured arm, so he raises it and
sees that it's all bandaged up now.
“You must have been tired because you fell asleep. I tried to bandage up your
wounds as best as I could whilst you were unconscious. Are you feeling better
now?” Mika takes Yuu's arm, running a hand through the bandages. “Does it
hurt?”
Yuu shakes his head.
“No, it's okay. Thanks for that.”
Mika beams again. Fuck. He needs to stop doing that or else Yuu's going to end
up having a heart attack. What's wrong with him these days?
“I missed you, Yuu-chan,” Mika says, raising a hand to cup Yuu's cheek. The
only thing Yuu does is hold his breath, praying to the heavens that whatever
happens, he won't fucking blush.
Shakily, he nods, unable to find his own voice. Mika's hand may as well be
burning him and it only gets worse when his thumb begins to stroke Yuu's cheek.
Well, not worse because Yuu actually likes it. Probably. Maybe. Okay, a lot.
“How was the mission?”
Oh, shit. Mika's asking him a question which means he's going to have to talk.
Yuu's not sure if he can speak with Mika looking at him like that.
He clears his throat.
“U-Um... It was... okay. Y-You know, just the usual. Vampires being assholes
and um, yeah. We got rid of them though. So yeah.”
That went...well. Yuu doesn't even have to look at Mika's face to know that
he's amused by the lack of eloquence in that answer.
“I'm glad you're back. I was waiting for you.” Mika sits on the edge of his bed
now, lowering his hand and entwining it with Yuu's instead.
That should have made him happy, but Yuu only remembers what Guren told him.
Things aren't always going to be like this. You have to accept that.
His chest hurts at the idea that one day, he'll have to wake up and Mika won't
be there making breakfast for him anymore. He can't imagine living in this
house by himself, not greeted by the sight of Mika cleaning the floor, Mika
reading a book, Mika with a glint in his eyes as he teases him about something
that makes Yuu want to punch him in his pretty face.
Yuu squeezes Mika's hand. Tightly. And silently wishes that he can be selfish
and force Mika to stay with him.
“Are you okay, Yuu-chan?” Mika asks, frowning. “Is something bothering you?”
He wants to shake his head. He wants to tell Mika that it's okay. He wants to
forget what that stupid Guren said. But he can't, and he's suddenly moving and
before he knows it, he's lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Mika's neck
and buried his head into his chest.
“Y-Yuu-chan?” Mika pats him on the back, trying to lean away so he can see his
face. “What's wrong?”
“N-Nothing... Just wanted a hug...” Yuu mutters. He breathes in the scent on
Mika's shirt, instantly feeling at peace when he recognises the smell of
apples.
He hears Mika laugh softly before being enveloped into the vampire's embrace.
Yuu closes his eyes, pushing Guren's words to the back of his mind and allowing
himself to be happy about this. Stupid Guren and his stupid questions... Yuu
doesn't want to worry about the future yet. He's only just found Mika again and
he doesn't want to think about losing him, not when he's just starting to
feel... something for the vampire. Something.
That something blossoms in his chest when Mika pulls away from their embrace
and smiles down at him. They stare at each other, not saying a word, and Yuu
wants to look away because he feels his cheeks blushing. There's something
about Mika's expression that stops him from doing that. He notices that Mika's
leaned closer and closer until their noses are about to touch again.
“Can I kiss you again, Yuu-chan?” he asks, and Yuu nods without thinking about
it.
That something might as well have exploded in his stomach because all Yuu can
feel is a tingly feeling throughout his body. He raises his hands to Mika's
hair, clutching the strands when he leans down and kisses him.
Deep down, he knows that he doesn't see Mika as family anymore but stubbornness
won't let him address it yet. Maybe Yuu's scared of change, maybe he doesn't
want to think of Mika as something more because it's as Guren said; things
won't always be like this.
But Yuu pushes that to the back of his mind and focuses on the only thing that
matters now; Mika holding his waist and deepening their kiss, Mika parting his
lips with his tongue, moaning into Yuu's mouth, Mika slowly pushing him onto
the bed, pinning him down with his body and burying his hands into Yuu's hair.
That somethingis freaking out inside Yuu. He gasps when Mika nips at his bottom
lip, lightly sucking it when blood seeps out. All he feels is Mika's weight
above him, which, surprisingly, isn't uncomfortable. If anything, Yuu
experiences a rush through his body. He clutches Mika's back, clawing at the
back of his shirt.
Mika's lips travel down his jaw, down his neck, and down to his collar where he
sucks at the skin. It occurs to Yuu that maybe they shouldn't be doing this but
he can't bring himself to care, not when Mika's tongue is working wonders on
his neck.
“M-Mika...” he manages to utter out.
The vampire hums in response, nipping lightly on his flesh, but not enough to
break it.
Yuu grunts. “Y-You can bite me, you... know.”
Again, Mika hums. He swirls his tongue on one particular spot, enough to drive
Yuu insane, and then sinks his fangs deep into the skin. Yuu cries out loud,
still not used to the feeling of having his neck bitten. But shit,it felt good.
How fucked up is that? A year ago, he'd had hated having his blood sucked by a
vampire, and here he is moaning Mika's name now that he's doing it. Perhaps
this isn't healthy because he has to admit that it makes him light-headed and
tired, but the feel of Mika's lips on his neck is worth it.
Mika pulls away. He sits back, and Yuu has a clear view of the vampire above
him, his blond hair tousled from their kiss and his lips covered in crimson.
Yuu wonders if it's the loss of blood or just the high of the moment, but he
roughly pulls Mika by his shirt and licks the blood off his lips.
Heh. Mika actually stiffens. Yuu has enough strength to laugh.
It takes a short moment for the vampire to recover, and then he joins in with
the laughter too. He circles his arms around Yuu's waist and hefts him up,
laughing even more when the black haired teenager actually protests. In the
end, Mika's somehow wrestled Yuu to sit on his lap and he takes this
opportunity to be a pain in the ass, as usual.
“I love it when you blush, Yuu-chan,” Mika says, poking his cheek.
“Shut up.”
His only response is another laugh, but it doesn't annoy him. He's glad that
Mika's laughing more these days. Mika deserves to laugh more than anyone in
this world.
“Are you okay?” Mika asks after a while. “Did I drink too much?”
“No... I'm fine,” Yuu insists, and then a thought strikes him. He looks at
Mika, wondering how he'll react if he dares to voice his curiosity.
Mika, as usual, is as perceptive as ever. “What? What is it?”
Yuu can only fidget. “Um... How... H-How is it?”
“How is what?”
“T-The blood.”
“Huh?”
Ugh. Yuu looks away and forces himself to blurt the words out before he's
tempted to give up.
“W-What does my blood taste like? Is it... nice?”
Silence only follows. Shit. Was that a bad thing to ask a vampire who hates
being a vampire? Well, fuck. Maybe he didn't think this through. Yuu opens his
mouth to take back the question, but pauses when he sees a small smile tug on
Mika's lips.
“I don't... really have anyone else to compare it with, Yuu-chan,” Mika admits.
“I've only ever drank yours and Krul's blood.”
“O-Oh? Is there... a difference?” Yuu doesn't know why he's so curious about
this, but he's already asked the questions so he might as well carry on.
Besides, he's secretly hoping that Mika likes the taste of his blood... He
doesn't know why his approval matters so much.
Mika turns his gaze down.
“I... I don't want to scare you or anything...”
“Eh? Scare me? Wait, why?”
“Well... If I told you that I liked the taste of your blood, what would you
say?”
“Um... That's... nice?”
Mika bursts out laughing.
“So...” Yuu tilts his head, trying to catch Mika's gaze. “Do you, then? Like
it?”
Finally, Mika stares back and Yuu's shocked at the intensity of his eyes. Can
eyes look hungry? Because at this moment, Yuu feels as if Mika's about to push
him down on the bed again and devour his neck.
And part of him actually doesn't mind that.
Shut up, Yuu. Stop being so dirty. Stop it. Go to church.
He chants that in his head whilst waiting for Mika to speak again. It makes him
feel a bit better. A bit.
“I do. Probably a bit more than I should.” Mika eventually says, shrugging so
that it sounds more casual than the words make it. “Does that bother you?”
Yuu shakes his head.
Mika's smile is almost sad. “Sometimes I wonder if, one day, you'll wake up and
realise you're living with a vampire who's living off on your blood.”
For a split second, Yuu thinks he's joking, but the emptiness in the reds of
his eyes is nowhere near a joke. Mika's words sink into him.
He thinks I'll hate him like he hates himself.
Yuu's throat suddenly feels dry. Is Mika scared too? Does he worry about their
future as well?
“I already know you're a vampire,” Yuu says. His voice is quiet; he hopes Mika
can hear him. “I already knew all that. But that doesn't change the fact that
you're important to me.”
“Yuu-chan...”
“I-I mean it. Whatever you are, it doesn't change anything. It won't change
anything. I-I like being with you so... so I-I'm not... going anywhere.” Fuck.
Yuu can't look at him now. And he feels like he's said too much, so he stupidly
blurts out the next words. “I-It's no big deal! I mean... It's not like...
we're... doing... any...thing...”
His words trail off when he remembers he's practically sitting on Mika's lap
after making out with him on a bed ten minutes ago.
Yuu scratches the back of his neck.
Mika laughs under his breath.
“Thanks, Yuu-chan,” he says. “I feel the same way.”
Huh? What the fuck did he mean with that? Yuu didn't say anything about feeling
something! Did... Did he mean..? No, no.That's just over-thinking. Mika didn't
mean anything. Yuu needs to stop getting carried away... but Mika's voice just
then sounded so serious. He doesn't know what to make of it.
His silence only makes Mika laugh again.
“It's getting late now, Yuu-chan. I'm going to cook your dinner.”
“Wait, Mika—”
Mika silences him with a kiss. Yuu shuts up, not expecting it at all. What the
fuck? He can't just kiss him like that!
“Don't worry about it, Yuu-chan. We don't need to rush ourselves,” Mika says,
flashing him one last smile that makes his eyes dance. He disentangles himself
from Yuu, leaving his room without another word or glance.
Yuu watches him go.
As soon as he can no longer hear Mika's footsteps, Yuu buries his head into his
pillow and screams. What the fuck is even happening to him these days? Why is
he being like this with Mika? What's up with all the kisses and tongues? You
don't do that with family!
Groaning, Yuu bashes his head repeatedly into his pillow. What's going on..?
Why does his heart go insane whenever Mika looks at him?
Yuu thinks back to what just happened. Mika literally had him pinned down onto
the bed. That... That was...
Fuck. Yuu feels himself heating up. He suddenly needs a shower.
A really cold shower.
 
Chapter End Notes
     This wasn't really a prompt or request by anyone, I just randomly
     felt like I needed a whole chapter of Yuu being a clueless dork... I
     think I'll go back to Mika's POV in the next few chapters though. I
     miss writing as him...
     Thank you for all your comments on this fic so far! I appreciate each
     and every one of them~ If anyone has any requests or prompts, don't
     forget to add them in a comment and I'll see what I can do.
***** The Rival *****
Chapter Summary
     Mika continuously gets cockblocked by an enemy he never expected to
     face.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
It started out as a normal day. As usual, Mika stays in the house because he'd
rather not deal with the obvious attention he'll get even though Yuu-chan
insists again and again that everyone knows he's a 'good vampire'. It's not an
argument Yuu wins because Mika will always end it either by firmly saying No or
simply ignoring him until the black haired teenager calls him an idiot and
stomps out of the house.
See, a perfectly normal day.
It just starts to go downhill as soon as Yuu returns home at half six in the
afternoon, having spent all day possibly sulking outside because he knows
Mika's too stubborn to leave the house. Mika's already planned out the same
apology that usually works, but it's all lost when he sees Yuu carrying a tiny
bundle of brown fur in his arms.
“What is... that?” Mika asks, trying and failing to keep the distaste in his
voice at bay.
The bundle of fur yelps at him and jumps out of Yuu's arms. Mika jolts, already
on the brink of diving for his sword and stabbing this thing away, when it rubs
itself against his leg and he slowly realises what it is.
“I named him Mika,” Yuu says, the smile on his face so big that the vampire
swears he sees sparkles hovering around his figure.
“You named a dog after me.”
“Yeah!” Yuu is actually jumping. “I thought you'd like it! He's cute!”
Mika looks down at the animal currently trying to bite his trousers off. Cute's
not the word he'd describe it... but Yuu-chan seems to think that this is meant
to make him happy so Mika plasters on a painful smile. He stoops down,
literally yanking the puppy off his trousers and prepares to hand it back to
Yuu.
The puppy bites his finger. Hard.
“Fuck!” Mika drops the puppy, shaking his throbbing finger. It takes all of his
strength to stop the string of curses ready to spill out of his lips, so he
makes do with glaring at the creature instead.
“Mika, don't drop the puppy!” Yuu scowls at him, kneeling down and taking the
animal into his arms. “There, there. It's okay. Big Mika's an asshole, isn't
he?”
The vampire watches in horror as the puppy whimpers into Yuu-chan's embrace.
Yuu, unaware of this creature's obvious emotional manipulation, continues to
stroke it with an adoration akin to that of a mother and child.
It's at that moment that Mikaela Hyakuya realises that he will never rid
himself of his enemies. Forget that the majority of the vampires have given up,
forget that the humans are no longer using Yuu. Forget all that, because
standing there right in front of him is a new enemy that he never expected to
face.
A dog.
 
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Mika decides that he'll give this dog three chances. After three chances,
he'll... well, he hasn't thought that far ahead yet. But. Three chances. That's
it. The dog's lucky he's even giving it a chance in the first place, but Mika's
only doing this for Yuu-chan, of course, since he seems to be taken in by this
thing. The vampire doesn't understand why Yuu's so captivated by it; it's only
been less than a day and already, Yuu's started telling the dog that he loves
it.
Why? Why so suddenly? Mika's known Yuu ever since they were eight and he's
never said that to him... What does this dog have that Mika doesn't?
Ugh.
He's being ridiculous. He really needs to stop being so possessive.
But... still.
Mika glares at the pair on the sofa. Yuu's currently lying on his back,
giggling as the dog nuzzles his nose with a little yelp. It's been nearly an
hour and Mika would have thought that Yuu'd be bored by now. After all, Yuu-
chan's not known for his patience, and surely lying down with a dog on top of
you for nearly an hour would eventually get boring, right?
They didn't have animals back in the vampire city, and Mika was certainly too
preoccupied with other problems when he was turned into a vampire himself to
even think about wanting a pet. Life was bad enough worrying about the humans
and the vampires; he didn't need to add annoying puppies to the list of things
trying to steal Yuu-chan away from him.
“You're so cute, Mika!”
Mika's head snaps up, the bubbling emotion in his stomach instantly diminished
as soon as he sees Yuu squeezing the puppy to his chest with a smile bright
enough to turn the vampire into ashes. The dog barks, a sound that Mika
supposes is meant to be elated but right now, he just thinks the creature is
mocking him.
Not only has this dog stolen Yuu's attention away from him, but also his own
name.
Mika clenches his jaw and mentally deducts one chance away.
Two left.
 
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The next day, Mika wakes up in a better mood. He can hear Yuu humming from the
kitchen and it's enough to brighten up his day in mere seconds.
“Good morning, Yuu-chan,” Mika greets as soon as he's downstairs.
Yuu looks over his shoulder, in the middle of pouring cereal into his bowl, and
gives him a drowsy smile in return.
“Morning, Mika,” he says, turning back to his food.
Mika can't help it. He snakes his arms around Yuu-chan and nuzzles his neck,
smirking when he feels the teenager stiffen in an instant. It's adorable how
Yuu still gets flustered every time Mika shows physical affection. To be
honest, it's one of the reasons why Mika loves to do it—because Yuu's reaction
is just too cute. He loves seeing the blush on his cheeks, and it's even better
when Yuu tries to deny it with a stutter that proves otherwise.
“How did you sleep, Yuu-chan?” Mika asks, making sure that his breath hovers
above the human's ear.
Yuu's eyes widen.
“G-Good, I... I guess,” he mutters. “How... How about you?”
“Hmm, good too.” Mika's not even paying attention to his answer. He's breathing
in Yuu's scent of... hmm. It's hard to explain. Mika's always thought it
reminds him of life. Yuu-chan smells of grass or rain or just fresh air. Or
blood.
Yeah, he can definitely smell the blood.
Mika breathes in again, running the tip of his nose along the length of Yuu's
neck. He can practically hear the tempting call of his pulse.
“Do you... Do you want blood?” Yuu asks, turning around in his arms to face
him.
Shaking his head, Mika presses a light kiss to the column of Yuu's throat and
leans away. That's enough for now.
When he looks at Yuu's face again, he has to stop himself from laughing because
it's the same old expression; the crimson blush, the useless attempt of a
glare, the biting of his lips that only tempts Mika to kiss him instead.
Mika gives into that temptation. He captures Yuu's lips into his own, sighing
in content when, as usual, Yuu relaxes against him.
They haven't really established what their relationship is; suffice to say that
the most they've done are a few kisses here and there, and the occasional
cuddle on the sofa too. (Mika likes cuddling on the sofa a lot, but Yuu always
complains that it's uncomfortable because their damn sofa is so cheap and they
really ought to buy a new one. He also says that Mika's legs are too long and
Mika has to remind him that they're both pretty much the same height. Typical
Yuu-chan making an issue out of everything.)
He's not complaining. He can take things slow. For Yuu-chan.
But it's times like this that he rethinks on that 'taking things slow' decision
and takes matters into his own hands. Literally.
Mika grasps the back of Yuu's head and angles it so that he can kiss him
deeper. He hears Yuu's breathing quicken and takes it as his chance to slip his
tongue between the other's lips—
“Shit! Ow! What the—” Mika rips himself away from Yuu and shakes his burning
leg. Seething anger floods into him as he sees the goddamn puppy biting his
ankle, gazing up with innocent eyes.
“Oh, fuck!” Yuu kneels down and pries the creature off him. “No, no, Mika, you
don't bite people... It's okay, I know you didn't mean it... Big Mika isn't mad
at you...”
The vampire pinches the bridge of his nose. He doesn't know what's more
painful; his ankle, or having to watch Yuu stroking the puppy and talking to it
as if it can perfectly understand what he's saying.
Mika pushes aside the throbbing ache and stares at the creature straight in its
eyes.
Another chance lost.
One left.
 
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Later that evening, Mika's nap is rudely interrupted by Yuu kicking him not so
lightly on his leg. He groans, opening his eyes to the sight of Yuu-chan
scowling down at him.
“Oi, Mika. Move over. You've been napping on the sofa for hours. I want to lie
down,” Yuu says, the scowl on his face looking more adorable rather than
threatening.
Mika rolls his eyes. He was just in the middle of a nice nap... Any time, he'd
welcome the company, but fatigue wins over and he turns his back on Yuu,
completely content with the idea of going back to his sleep.
“Mika! I will pull you off myself! Go sleep in your room!”
The vampire closes his eyes, blocking out Yuu-chan's voice. Really, Yuu-chan
acts like he owns this sofa when it was actually Mika who had to buy it and
drag the thing to their house in the first place.
Of course, Yuu doesn't go down without a fight. It's not long until Mika feels
a hand grasp his shoulder and try to yank him off. He considers holding his
ground until Yuu gets sick of the differences between vampire and human
strength... but he gets a better idea.
Mika turns around, grabs the hand currently on his shoulder, and pulls. Hard.
Yuu's scream is loud enough to shatter his ear drums but it's worth it when he
falls right into the sofa. Before he can even think of moving, Mika encases him
into his arms and laughs down his ear.
“I think I'll stay here,” he teases. “It's comfier now.”
“Mika, you bastard! Get off me!” Yuu wriggles in his arms, completely unaware
of what he's actually rubbing himself against. Mika has to bite the inside of
his cheek to stifle his reaction.
“Nope,” he says, resting his chin on Yuu's shoulder. “I'm sleepy. Let me
sleep.”
“If you want to sleep, go to your room—”
Mika presses his lips against Yuu's skin. Heh. That shut him up. He continues
to pepper kisses along the shoulder, smiling when he hears Yuu breathing
harder. It's Yuu-chan's reactions that make all this so addicting. Mika never
expected to be so affected just by hearing someone moan and writhe against him.
It's safe to say that Mika's no longer sleepy. He deepens the kisses, grazing
his fangs against Yuu's skin, tempting himself further. Yuu moans, arching his
neck to give him more access and digging his fingers into the vampire's arms so
hard that it's enough to make Mika wince. Feeling more daring, Mika places open
mouthed kisses onto the expanse of Yuu's shoulder, swirling his tongue on that
same spot that Yuu always, always approves of. As expected, Yuu's breath
hitches and Mika watches as he closes his eyes tight, his mouth parted open in
silent gasps. 
Ah, shit. Yuu begins to move against him. Mika winces, all too aware of Yuu's
lower body rubbing against his groin. He wonders if Yuu's even aware of the
effects this is giving him down there, but he can't say he's complaining. He's
definitely not complaining. Mika grips Yuu by his waist and crushes him closer
until there's no space between their bodies.
“Mi—Mik—ah.” Yuu groans when Mika thrusts against him. Shit. He can't control
himself when he's like this. “Ah, Mika... W-What...”
Mika has enough sanity to stop for a moment.
“S-Sorry. I-I'll stop,” he grunts, even though it's the last thing he wants to
do.
Yuu grips his arm tighter and shakes his head.
“N-No... You... You can c-carry on.”
Mika doesn't need to be told twice. He holds Yuu's waist tightly, and starts to
grind themselves together. Unless you count their first kiss when Mika was half
deranged, they haven't gotten this far yet... It's not really every day Mika
wakes up and thinks Today, I'm going to rub my dick against Yuu-chan's ass, so
this is kind of a surprise to him.
Not that he minds it.
“S-Shit,” Yuu moans, his head falling back against Mika's shoulder. “B-Bite...
Bite me...”
Mika's fangs are buried into Yuu's neck before he can finish that sentence. Yuu
arches against his body, crying out the way he always does whenever Mika bites
him. Call him sadistic, but he loves it when Yuu makes that noise. It drives
him even more insane, so Mika sucks harder, letting Yuu-chan's blood take over
his senses.
He feels himself harden with each thrust, each drop of blood that coats his
mouth. In front of him, Yuu's moans grow louder until Mika suddenly wants to
drive him over the edge. The vampire reaches out in front of him, palming Yuu's
groin and earning a surprised cry from the black haired teenager.
Shit. He was hard too. Shit.
Mika stops sucking. He runs his tongue over the open pinpricks on Yuu's neck,
hoping to soothe the pain of the wound. Yuu sighs, his head lolling forward as
he takes deep breaths to try and calm himself down.
Not yet, Mika thinks, and rubs his palm over Yuu's bulge. Almost instantly, Yuu
shudders. His nails dig into Mika's arm, hard enough to scratch him.
“Fuck,” Yuu says and thrusts into Mika's hand, much to the vampire's surprise.
The blush on his cheeks is perfect and Mika's almost sad that Yuu's back is
facing him. He wishes he can clearly see his face right now.
Instead, he buries his face into Yuu's neck again and licks it. The taste of
blood and sweat spurs him on. Mika grinds against Yuu's ass whilst stroking his
length through his pants, faster and faster until the room is filled with their
moans, until all Mika can focus on is the heat of their bodies, the way his
name slides off Yuu-chan's lips, the way Yuu quivers against him. 
He's getting close. And he knows Yuu is too. He quickens his strokes, harder,
faster, and all but slamming into Yuu so much that he's surprised neither of
them have fallen off the sofa yet.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Yuu groans, grasping Mika's free hand. “Fuck, M-Mika,
I'm...”
“S-Same,” Mika manages to grunt out. He closes his eyes, lets himself drown in
this moment, focuses on the heat pooling in his gut...
And Yuu screams and sits up and the next thing Mika hears is that dog barking
away into the next century.
Mika opens his eyes. Yuu's not even on the sofa anymore! He's holding the damn
dog, walking into the kitchen as if the past few minutes didn't just happen.
“Y-Yuu-chan...?” Mika doesn't have the strength to stand up, let alone form a
coherent sentence, so he makes do with staring at Yuu's back in horror.
Yuu spares a look over his shoulder. He's still blushing. At least that's proof
enough that Mika hasn't just imagined everything that happened.
“S-Sorry, Mika. I think the puppy wants some food...” Yuu looks away, almost as
if he's about to say something else, but thinks against it and returns his
attention on the dog.
Fuck.
That's it.
The dog had one chance. One chance left. One chance and it chose the worst way
to get rid of that.
Mika grits his teeth, sending his deadliest scowl towards the creature's
direction before making his way to the bathroom for a very, very cold shower.
 
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Yuu-chan always leaves the house to visit his friends on Fridays, so Mika's
left alone with the puppy. He vaguely remembers Yuu telling him to feed it
lunch at one PM and to make sure it's cuddled enough or else the poor thing
might feel unloved.
It's two PM and Mika still hasn't touched the puppy.
Ha.
From across the room, he hears it whining. How weak. Just because it wasn't
getting attention, it feels the need to show its suffering. Mika narrows his
eyes. The puppy should be grateful it wasn't turned into a vampire against his
will and forced to live with them for over four years unlike some people. At
least he's also getting Yuu-chan's attention.
Too much attention, if you ask him.
Ugh. Mika knows he originally gave the puppy three chances and now it's all
gone but... what exactly can he do? It's not like he can just throw the thing
out because knowing Yuu-chan, he'd hunt it back down again andprobably stab
Mika straight in the face with his sword.
The puppy starts to bark.
Mika narrows his eyes at it. Yuu should have named this thing Feridinstead
because this puppy was annoying the living daylights out of him. In the end,
the vampire reluctantly gets up and dumps some dog food into a bowl. Anything
for some peace and quiet.
However, when he faces the dog to give it the food, Mika pauses. And stands
there. Looking down at this thing currently ruining his life.
He still doesn't know what possessed Yuu-chan to get a puppy in the first
place, but he does know that it's trying to do whatever it takes to ruin what
little ounce of happiness he's built up in his life. It must be stopped.
Mika clenches his jaw.
“Listen here,” he hisses at the animal. “I'm Yuu-chan's family. Not you.”
The puppy innocently tilts its head at him.
Deceit. Lies. Just an act.
“You're just like those humans... Pretending to be friendly... The friendliest
humans are the worst. I won't let a dog deceive Yuu-chan too,” Mika says,
poison coating his every word. He drops the bowl in front of the dog, not
caring that some of the food has spilled onto the floor.
The puppy whines. Mika can only snort.
“You'll never be Yuu-chan's family—”
“Eh, Mika...?”
Mika jumps, spinning around to come face to face with a very confused Yuu.
Silence descends on them.
Yuu's still got his hand on the front door, having only just walked in a few
seconds ago. He's staring at him with a look that can only be questioning his
sanity. Mika's not sure how to explain this situation. So he doesn't.
They just stare at each other.
The dog barks.
Yuu looks down, frowning at the bowl of food.
“It's two PM...” he mutters, then glares at Mika. “I thought I told you to feed
him at one PM!”
Mika sighs, giving up. He waves a hand, hoping it's enough as a reply, and
proceeds to make his way to his room so he can spend the rest of the day hating
his life.
 
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Some supernatural force must have possessed him to do this, but the next day,
Mika actually steps out of the house. Even Yuu's surprised.
What surprises Yuu more is when Mika returns, he's holding a small black kitten
with a frilly green collar.
Mika smiles at Yuu, who's currently petting his puppy. He flashes his fangs at
the two of them, feeling nothing but his own revenge brewing in the horizon.
“Mika... What... what are you doing?” Yuu asks, frowning at the kitten.
The vampire smirks, stroking the cat when it purrs into his arms.
“I named her Yuu,” he declares. “I thought you might like it.”
 
Chapter End Notes
     A few weeks ago, a friend and I made a headcanon of Yuu adopting a
     puppy and Mika hating it so........ here it is. Of course, it's near
     impossible for me to write Mikayuu fluff without it turning into a
     scene where Mika's sucking Yuu's blood and they're practically dry
     humping on any surface they can find so... Oops.
     As always, thank you for the comments and kudos! Hope you guys enjoy
     this chapter! ~
***** Uke and Seme *****
Chapter Summary
     In which Yuu is jealous of a cat, Yuu regrets asking Shinoa what an
     uke is, and Yuu tries and fails to deny the fact that he really wants
     Mika to touch him in a non-family way.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Yuu. Hates. Cats.
And no, it's not because Mika got that stupid kitten. Yuu doesn't care that all
Mika does these days is cuddle with that cat on the sofa, or spend hours
stroking its fur, talking to it like it's the best company he's ever had. Yuu
doesn't give a shit. Mika can go fuck himself.
Yuu just hates cats. He can't believe that out of all the pets Mika had to
pick, it had to be a cat. Was he doing this on purpose? Wasn't the dog enough
for them? Cats don't even do anything apart from scratch people and sleep, so
why the fuck is Mika paying more attention to it? You'd think that Yuu doesn't
exist with the way Mika was treating that stupid cat!
Ugh. Yuu doesn't care. Really. He doesn't. Not one bit.
It's not like he's jealous of an animal anyway... Why would he be jealous?
Mika's just his family...
Family...
Yuu's eyes flicker to the sofa. He remembers the last thing that happened on
that sofa...
Shit. That was just a one time thing! Yuu doesn't know what came over him when
that happened and he most certainly didn't enjoy the way Mika was touching him.
In fact, he can barely remember it. He's practically forgotten the feeling of
Mika's body crushed against his... Mika's breath ghosting across his ear...
Mika licking his neck... Mika touching him down there... Mika thrusting from
behind—
“Yuu-chan...? Yuu-chan!”
Yuu jumps, knocking over the glass of water beside him and letting out a string
of curses as it spills right onto his lap. Great. Fucking great. Trust him to
space out whilst they're having lunch and make a fool out of himself.
Mika just laughs, already standing up to grab a cloth from the counter.
“Yuu-chan, you're so clumsy,” he teases as he kneels down in front of Yuu.
“Shut the fuck—w-what are you doing?”
Yuu almost falls off the chair as Mika starts to dab at his thighs. His first
instinct is to kick the vampire away, but Mika sees it coming. He smirks,
wedging himself between Yuu's legs.
By this point, Yuu's thoughts are incoherent and the only thing he's able to do
is stare in horror as Mika continues to dry him off as if this is the most
casual thing in the world and Yuu's crotch isn't pressed against his chest.
It's nothing. I don't care. Just... look away and pretend this is nothing.
Wait. He doesn't even have to pretend because this is nothing! Yuuichirou
Hyakuya does not care about the fact that his best friend (Yes, best friend.
Just. A. Friend.) is scarily close to his groin and is currently dabbing at it
like he's cleaning a table instead.
God fucking damn it, Mika.
Yuu jolts when Mika pushes himself closer.
Fuck. He's doing this on purpose, isn't he?
“Yuu-chan, is there something wrong?” Mika says. His voice is innocent, but the
smile he has is tempting Yuu to punch him in the face.
“N-Nothing...” Yuu looks away. Why does he have to stutter so much? He can see
Mika smirking at this from the corner of his eyes. What a bastard.
He's leaning closer again. Yuu doesn't move—not because he wants Mika to get
closer! But only because he doesn't care! Yeah. He tells himself he doesn't
care as his heart pounds against his ribs and his eyelids close, knowing that
sooner or later, Mika will close the distance between their lips. Well... he
guesses that he'll let Mika kiss him again... It's no big deal anyway...
“Eh? Yuu-nyan? You want me to stroke you?” Mika giggles.
Yuu opens his eyes to the sight of Mika taking the kitten into his arms and
standing up without so much of a glance in his direction.
What. The. Fuck.
What the fuck?!
That fucking cat!Yuu seethes with anger as he watches Mika stroking the cat's
fur with a smile that's rarely seen on him. Yeah, Mika smiles at him a lot—but
not like that. Mika looks so gentle and... loving right now and Yuu can't
believe it's because of a cat and not him—not that he wants Mika to love him!
Because that would be stupid and ridiculous and completely unthinkable because
they're just family! Just. Family.
The kitten purrs, scaling up Mika's arms to rest on his shoulders. Again, Mika
giggles. Yuu wants to gag. He barely hears Mika giggle. Usually, the vampire
only laughs at him when he wants to be an annoying prick. Mika doesn't giggle.
Until that stupid cat happened.
Why did he have to name it Yuu anyway? Yuu doesn't know what's worse; the fact
that he's named after a female cat or that Mika insists on calling it Yuu-nyan.
Ugh. Disgusting.
He rolls his eyes at the pair and stands up.
“Yuu-chan, where are you going?” Mika asks, although he's still staring at his
kitten.
Yuu narrows his eyes at him. “I'm going to walk my dog.”
“Oh, okay. See you later!”
Is that all he's going to say? He's not even going to tell him to be safe or to
come back home quickly?
Yuu waits for a few seconds until it becomes clear that Mika's too busy shaking
the kitten's tiny paw instead of paying attention to him.
Fine. Fine!
“Yeah, well, don't wait for me because I'm going to take hours!” Yuu snaps.
“Maybe even the whole evening! So bye!”
 
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One hour later, Yuu wants to go home but for the sake of maintaining his pride,
he ambles around town and hopes to waste time for the next... five hours or so.
Crap. He hasn't thought this through. What the hell is he meant to do out here?
A tiny bark brings his attention below him. He looks down, sparing a smile at
Mika (the dog), whose tail is wagging faster than a leaf caught in a storm.
“What is it, boy?” he asks, leaning down. “Do you want to play?”
Mika barks. He'll take that as a yes.
At least this Mika will never piss him off.
It looks like he'll just have to play fetch with Mika until the sky is dark
enough for it to look like he's spent all day having fun without the other Mika
back at home. He's okay with that. Hmph.
“Yuu-san?”
Yuu turns around. Oh fuck. It's Shinoa. He'd have greeted her like any normal
person if it wasn't for that snarky smile she had on right now. Suspicious, he
looks around him, wondering what on earth she was smirking about.
"Yo, Shinoa," Yuu casually says. "What are you doing out here?"
“Oh, you know... Just walking around... How are things with Mika-san?” Shinoa
changes the subject, too quickly, if you ask him.
“Fine...” Yuu answers with little trust whatsoever. Why is she asking him this?
It's not any of her business.
The smile on her face grows larger.
“Really? Are you two getting... comfortable?”
Yuu's eyes widen. “W-What do you mean?”
“Is Mika-san treating you well?”
She giggles. Yuu notices that her eyes have travelled down his face and are now
resting on his neck. And stays there. For a while.
Looking down, he finally realises with utter horror why she was looking in the
first place.
The bite marks.
Yuu slaps a hand over them, which is pretty useless given the fact that
Shinoa's burst out into laughter by now.
“Are you still a cherry boy?” Shinoa teases. “Or has Mika-san taken more than
just your blood?”
Alarm bells ring in Yuu's mind. Mental images that he should not be imagining
flash in his brain and it's all it takes to make his face redder than a tomato.
Shinoa throws her head back and laughs for all the world to hear.
“Yuu-san is an uke! Why am I not surprised?”
She hugs her arms to herself and bobs on the spot, doing that annoying dance
that tempts Yuu to push her over. He could easily do it too, but then Shinoa
will just say he's picking on her because she's a midget.
“What the hell is an uke?” Yuu spits the word out like it's dirt. He swears it
sounds familiar... For the life of him, he can't remember where he's heard it
from though...
“Hahaha!” Shinoa actually facepalms. “How cute. You're so innocent, Yuu-san.”
“Shut up!”
She motions for him to come closer, and being the idiot he is, he actually
shuffles a step forward.
“If you were the uke, that would mean Mika-san is the more... dominant one.”
Shinoa raises an eyebrow at him.
“D-Dominant?”
She nods. Yuu can feel himself get hotter.
“Mika-san can be the seme then! Honestly, Yuu-san, do you not read BL manga?”
Yuu jumps back as if she has just slapped him across the face. Is that what she
was talking about? He should have known that Shinoa's mind was filled with
nothing but dirt!
“I don't read that sort of thing—!”
“I see. Is it because you're experiencing it now that you don't need to read
about it anymore—”
“Shinoa! Mika and I aren't like that!”
The purple haired midget tilts her head and Yuu wishes he can somehow get rid
of that almost permanent smile on her face.
“So, he hasn't kissed you or anything?”
Just the word kissis enough for Yuu to stiffen. Shinoa grins at him.
“How was it?” She leans closer, tapping her feet on the ground. “Actually, I've
been wondering about that... Mika-san has fangs... Does that mean both of you
will have to be careful? Or maybe Yuu-san likes getting bitten—”
“Fuck off!” Yuu screams at the top of his lungs. He doesn't like getting
bitten! He only tells Mika to bite him because... because Mika is a vampire! He
has to bite him! Yuu only lets him do it because it's what they have to do!
Holy fuck, who knew Shinoa could be so dirty? Then again, considering that she
did once advice him to go forth and procreate for the sake of the human race,
Yuu has to admit he shouldn't be surprised.
“Oooh, so do you like getting bitten or not? No wonder you have so many bite
marks on your neck. The cherry boy has guts!”
Yuu replies with his middle finger.
“I'm going,” he hisses. “Goodbye!”
Shinoa waves her hand. “Say hello to your boyfriend for me!”
“He is not my boyfriend!”
 
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Thanks to Shinoa, Yuu ends up returning to the house earlier than he wanted to.
Fuck Shinoa. Fuck Mika. Fuck Mika's cat. Fuck today.
He trudges into the living room, intent on going upstairs and sulking in his
room when he catches scent of food cooking in the kitchen. His hunger gets the
better of him and he follows the aroma to find Mika humming in front of the
cooker.
Oh, Yuu thinks as he takes in the sight of Mika with an apron on. Oh.
He even has his hair tied back... It looks nice...
Mika notices his presence and he turns to Yuu, his face instantly brightening
up once their eyes meet. Damn... Yuu can't stay mad when he smiles at him like
that... Especially if he's wearing an apron. How is it possible to stay mad at
someone wearing a frilly apron? It's just unthinkable.
Yuu smiles back, scratching the back of his head. Ah, fuck it. Why does he feel
so shy all of a sudden? This is Mika. There's no reason to be shy in front of
Mika.
“Yuu-chan, try this out.” Mika beckons him to come closer. Yuu wouldn't be able
to resist even if he wanted to. “I know you like spicy curry, but I thought I'd
try to make a different type of curry this time.”
A spoon hovers into view. 
Yuu opens his mouth without protest. He's not exactly going to say no to
curry...
It's kind of sweet. Having been used to the spices that Mika usually adds,
Yuu's taken aback by the mild taste. Still, it's nice. Considering that Mika
never tastes the food he cooks, the vampire's still pretty good at it—better
than Yuu could ever cook, anyway. (Yuu tries not to remember the last time he
attempted to cook. Needless to say, he lets Mika do the cooking in this house
 from now on.)
“It's nice,” he agrees. “What is it?”
Mika's smile makes his gut do somersaults.
“Ah, I'm glad!” the vampire says. “It's called chicken korma. I thought Yuu-
chan might like it.”
“Y-Yeah, I like it... It tastes sweet.” Yuu looks away, unable to keep eye
contact with Mika if he's going to look that cute—shit, did he just say cute?
He didn't mean that. Not at all.
“Good, good.” Mika nods, averting his eyes back to the pot. “I thought you said
you weren't going to be back before this evening though?”
Yuu freezes. “E-Er, well. I... T-The dog said he wanted to go home—”
“The dog said?”
“I-I mean no! He didn't say that! B-But I just got the feeling!”
Mika laughs. “Whatever you say, Yuu-chan.”
“Shut up...”
Yuu sends him a deadly glare before making his dramatic exit.
Or he would have if Mika didn't grab his arm. He tugs. Yuu loses his footing
and he doesn't know if he closes his eyes because he's expecting some sort of
painful impact or if he actually saw thiscoming, but he is aware that Mika's
lips are now on his. It's only a short kiss; hardly even a kiss at all, and
definitely no where near like the other ones they've shared in the past.
And yet it's still enough to make Yuu's heart palpitate.
Mika is the first to pull away.
“Welcome home, Yuu-chan,” he says.
Yuu blinks. It takes him longer than necessary to get a hold of his
surroundings.
“Y-Yeah... Thanks...”
They step away from each other. Everything feels like it's buzzing. His
thoughts are a mess and the only thing he can stare at is Mika's lips and he
thinks about how they're surprisingly soft and very, very nice.
Yuu rushes upstairs.
This is driving him insane.
 
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Even when the whole day is finished and they've said their goodnights, Yuu's
still plagued by constant thoughts of Mika. He lies on his bed, glaring at the
darkness blinding him. Stupid vampire. Yuu just wants to sleep! He doesn't want
to keep thinking about Mika!
He can't help it. He loses himself in memories of their kisses.
How did Mika get so good at kissing anyway...? Yuu wonders if he's kissed
anyone else before...
Ugh. That thought doesn't sit well with him. He doesn't like the idea of Mika
being with anyone else. At all.
It's not just kissing though...
Yuu remembers what happened on the sofa—or The Sofa Incident as he now likes to
call it in his brain.
What the fuck even happened that day? Seriously.
It felt good. He has to admit it felt really, really good, so much that he
can't bring himself to regret it. If anything, Yuu wishes he ignored the dog
and let Mika finish what they started.
He blushes at that thought.
Fuck.
The room suddenly feels too hot.
Yuu gulps. Okay. Calm down. Just... think of something else... Don't think
about Mika...
Don't think about Mika. Mika. Mika. Don't think about Mika...
Is Mika asleep now? Yuu imagines him lying down on his bed, his blond hair
falling about his face as he peacefully slumbers on. Yuu also imagines his long
eyelashes, those same eyelashes that tease him when the vampire stares with
half-lidded eyes.
Mika with half-lidded eyes may as well be dangerous. He always has that look
when he's about to kiss Yuu. It makes the black haired teenager feel like
Mika's about to pounce on him.
That train of thought makes Yuu freeze. Mika pouncing...
Mika above him, pinning him down with his legs and his hands on either side of
his face. Mika whispering his name. Yuu-chan. Yuu has never thought that the
way Mika says his name is anything special but now, it's making his heart beat
faster than anything else before. He breathes harder. It's too hot. Fuck.
He kicks his blanket off.
Mika. Mika. Mika.
Mika leaning closer. Mika smirking before he closes the distance between their
lips. Mika's hands ghosting down his side, around his waist, pulling him
against his body until there's no space between them. The feel of Mika against
him, waist to waist, legs tangled with each other as the vampire pulls away,
licks down his neck. Mika bitinghim.
“Fuck,” Yuu breathes. “Fuck. Fuck.”
He doesn't even register his pants tightening as he loses himself in his
fantasies.
Yuu licks his lips. His throat feels dry. Everything's too fucking hot.
Mika moaning as he drinks his blood, grinds against him, slowly at first,
harder as the seconds tick by. Harder. Yuu starts to feel himself grow harder.
Mika touching him down there. Like last time. Mika actually touched him down
there.
Yuu shudders. His hands travel down his pants without him even thinking about
it. All he knows is that he's closed his eyes and he's thinking about Mika.
Mika and his hands. Long, slender fingers touching him. There.
“Fuck,” Yuu says as he grips his length and starts to stroke. Fuck it.
He wonders if Mika will go slow or fast. He likes the idea of Mika starting off
slow. Mika asking if this is okay, making sure he's not uncomfortable. Yuu will
nod, blush, pretend it doesn't matter, but really, yes it feels good. Mika
tightening his grip around Yuu's cock, grinning, and then—fuck, he'll move and
Yuu will probably cry out loud just from the pleasure of it.
Faster.
Yuu pants as he strokes himself harder, faster.
Mika leaning down to his ear, asking him if it feels good, if he likes it, and
Yuu will pretend not to hear him because he's stubborn like that, even though
inside he's thinking yesyesyes. Keep going. Don't stop. Nearly there.
“Yes,” Yuu gasps. Heat builds up. He shakes.
Mika will kiss him down his jaw, down his neck, lick the blood that's already
dried there. He won't stop stroking him—in fact, he'll go faster because Mika's
a smug bastard like that. Yuu can't bring himself to hate it. He'll love it
when Mika touches him like this. Faster. Harder.
Mika will ask him to say his name.
“Say it, Yuu-chan,” he'll insist, squeezing his hands around Yuu's dick. 
Yuu gasps. Fuck.
He's close.
Say it.
“F-Fuck—ah.” It takes one last stroke for Yuu to lose it. He sees
stars—black—white—it doesn't matter. It's nothing he's felt before—and yet it's
everything in this moment. He's blinded, his every sense is overrode with
nothing but pleasure and all he can think about is MikaMikaMika.
“M-Mika,” he pants as he spills into his hand. Yuu's back arches, his other
hand clutches the bed sheets, and he chants the vampire's name again and again
until he's convinced he's right there.
Centuries probably pass before Yuu finally calms down. He lies on his bed,
still panting, still half-induced in his climax, when he realises what the fuck
he's just done.
He's just masturbated to Mika.
Yuu sits up so quickly that he nearly breaks his neck in the process. He looks
down and winces at the mess he's made. Fuck. Fuck.
He's actually just masturbated to Mika.
He lets that sink into him.
He just masturbated. To Mika.
“Oh, god,” Yuu says. “Oh my god.”
 
Chapter End Notes
     Yuu's growing up... I feel so proud :''''')
     You know, when I first started this story, I never thought that a cat
     and dog would be the reason why Mika and Yuu start lusting over each
     other's dongs, but I guess life has many surprises that way, huh.
     ANYWAY, hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as Yuu enjoyed himself
     in that last section...
***** Daisy Crowns *****
Chapter Summary
     Mika and Yuu spend a day together in the park and it might just be
     enough for a certain vampire to start falling head over heels for a
     certain human.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Mika heard.
Of course he heard. Honestly, Yuu-chan should remember that their rooms are
literally right next to each other and the walls in this house aren't that
thick... (He remembers when they got this house and Yuu-chan insisted that they
get a bigger one with lots of rooms and floors and two bathrooms. Poor Mika had
to convince him that they're only two teenagers with barely any money at all.
This house would do.)
With all the naps Mika takes during the day, the vampire finds it difficult to
get a good night's sleep during the evening because... well, because he's a
vampire. That doesn't stop him from trying to keep a human sleeping schedule
though; he's not going to sleep away the only time he has with Yuu-chan just
because his body hates the sunlight. So, he struggled to sleep last night, as
he always did. Nothing different there.
And then he heard.
At first, Mika thought Yuu was having a nightmare. He jumped out of his bed and
nearly tore down his own door to run to his side—and then he heard it. The
moaning. Or panting. Or both. It's hard to remember; everything was blur to him
at that point.
He just remembers standing by his door, his eyes wider than they had ever been,
wider than that time he first saw Yuu after four years of separation. He
remembers listening. Just listening. Trying, with all his self control, to stop
himself from barging into Yuu-chan's room.
Now that it's morning, Mika still doesn't know what to make of it. He's trying
to cook Yuu-chan's breakfast right now, although it's hard to do that when
you're preoccupied with what happened last night.
He hasn't thought much about their relationship. Part of him tries to avoid it
because he's scared that if he gets too far, Yuu-chan will just leave and...
then what's he going to do? What's the point in anything if Yuu isn't there?
If he's going to be honest, he likes this. He likes being with Yuu. He likes
being able to kiss him and hold his hand, make him blush, tease him, see how he
reacts. He likes it—no, he loves it.
Does that mean he loves Yuu?
Mika wouldn't be surprised if it did. Love's a weird thing and it's not
something he's grown up around, what with his parents and the whole vampire
thing, but he knows that he loved the Hyakuyas. He loved being with them. He
loves being with Yuu.
But, that's the thing.
The Hyakuyas. And Yuu. He feels differently about Yuu compared to the Hyakuyas.
Mika doesn't see Yuu as his family anymore... Is that love?
He sighs. Maybe. Maybe it is. Then what?
What is he supposed to do? Mika never thought this far ahead. He just assumed
he would rescue Yuu from the humans and go on from there... He never
anticipated overhearing Yuu masturbating in his room.
Did that mean Yuu-chan felt the same?
Oh, Mika thinks as his chest bubbles with an instant feeling of glee at that
thought. That... That would be nice... If Yuu-chan felt the same...
Mika finds himself smiling. That would be really nice...
He stirs Yuu's porridge, still smiling at thoughts of Yuu-chan reciprocating
his feelings. He knows he shouldn't get his hopes up because there's always the
difference between love and lust... but it's hard not to do that when Mika's
smile is already spreading into a grin as he thinks about it more and more.
Soft footsteps behind him tear Mika away from his thoughts. His breath catches
as he turns around to see Yuu, who freezes when their eyes connect.
Yuu's eyes widen.
“W-What is it?” he snaps. “What are you looking at?”
It takes all of Mika's strength to stop himself from laughing at Yuu's
paranoia.
“Nothing,” Mika mutters. He can't stop himself from smiling. “Good morning,
Yuu-chan.”
Yuu narrows his eyes at him before he sits down on the table.
“Did... Did you sleep well?” he asks, tapping on the bowl already set aside for
him.
Mika's smile widens. “Of course.”
“Oh... So... You weren't... awake or anything?”
The vampire smirks, unable to help himself.
“Yuu-chan, that would defeat the purpose of me sleeping in the first place.”
“Shut up! I was just making sure that you weren't awake!”
“Awake for what?”
It's amazing how quickly Yuu-chan can blush. He literally turns redder than a
tomato in one second. Mika's actually impressed.
“NOTHING!” Yuu slams his fist down onto the table. “I'm just asking! Shut up!”
Fuck. Mika loses his composure and accidentally snorts out loud.
“What the FUCK are you laughing at?”
The vampire tries and fails to hide his laughter by pretending to cough. It's
all lost when he makes the mistake of looking at Yuu's face and that's all
that's needed for Mika to burst out laughing. He has enough sense to turn the
cooker off before he accidentally burns the house down by not paying attention
to what he's cooking—but honestly, Yuu-chan is just too funny. The glare on his
face is too cute! He looks like an angry puppy.
So adorable, Mika thinks.
It's probably a good idea if Mika doesn't tell Yuu that he heard then. He loves
teasing him, and will usually take any opportunity to do so—just not this one.
Even Mika knows that teasing Yuu about this is wrong.
“Are you hungry?” he asks, changing the subject. “I made you some porridge.”
Ever so easily distracted, Yuu's face brightens up with an endearing beam. Mika
takes that as a yes.
“What are you doing today?” Mika asks, scooping some porridge into Yuu's bowl.
Like every other morning, he sits in front of Yuu and watches him as he eats.
It's times like this that the vampire wishes he can eat food without wanting to
regurgitate it back up again; he likes the idea of eating around the table with
Yuu.
“I'm gonna walk Mika in a bit. I might head down to the park afterwards too.
How about you? Are you doing anything special today?”
Not for the first time in his life, Mika inwardly curses the dog. Ever since
Yuu so lovingly accepted it into their house, he's been leaving more and more
in order to walk it. Ugh. Dogs are too much hassle, even more so when Yuu
adores the puppy and already considers it his best friend.
Mika shakes his head.
“Do you want to come with me?”
Yuu always asks that question. By now, Mika's surprised he still does. He knows
the answer will be the same.
This time though, Mika takes a second to look at Yuu, studies the way his green
eyes seem brighter in the morning, his cheek still red from resting it on the
pillow all night, his hair all over the place, tempting Mika to run a hand
through the dark locks and pull him closer. With the sunlight streaming from
the window and practically basking Yuu in a light that almost seems so heavenly
and cliché, Mika wonders if he's human again because he swears he can feel his
heart thrumming life into his pulse.
Maybe that's why, this time, he nods.
This time, he says “Okay, I'll come with you.”
The spoon Yuu's about to put into his mouth halts in mid-air. He stares at Mika
as if he has just grown a second head.
“Wait, what?” Yuu splutters, setting the spoon down.
“I said I'll come with you.”
“Oh. Wow. Okay...” Yuu nods, albeit a bit shakily. Mika rarely leaves the
house, let alone allow anyone to see them together, so he understands the
shock. He's shocked he's agreeing to this in the first place.
Mika tries to come up with a reason as to why he's doing this.
The reason is simple; it comes to him in a beat. An instant answer.
I want to spend more time with him, Mika thinks. His heart soars. I want to be
with him.
It's a good enough reason.
 
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As soon as they step out of the house, Mika's tempted to go back inside and
slam the door shut. He winces, covering his eyes in a useless attempt to block
out the sunlight. Out of all the days he chooses to go outside, it has to be
the day where it's ridiculously warm and sunny.
He contemplates pulling his hood up but decides against it. It's bad enough
that he can only go out in the sun because of the armband on his vampire cloak;
people are probably already weary enough of seeing him wear it. It will only be
worse if he hides his face with the hood. Nothing's more intimidating than a
faceless vampire in a town brimming with humans after all.
Then again, it's only seven in the morning. There's hardly anybody out here
yet. Maybe luck's on Mika's side for once.
“Let's go,” he says, smiling at Yuu-chan, who's having a bit of a hard time
holding onto the dog's leash.
“Good. I don't think Mika can wait any longer.” Yuu laughs as if the dog's
excitement is actually cute. Mika just sighs.
Side by side, they walk along the street; Yuu humming a tune Mika's certain
he's making up on the spot, and Mika just watching him because what else is
there to do? His eyes travel down Yuu's figure, taking in how lovely his skin
looks in the sun and how his hair has various tones of brown out here.
Mika finds himself relaxing. This is nice.
“Mika, what's your favourite colour?” Yuu suddenly asks.
“That's a bit of a random question.”
“Well, it occurred to me that you've never told me before.”
Out of all the things Mika's never told him before, Yuu focuses on his
favourite colour. Typical Yuu-chan.
“Green,” Mika answers without thinking.
“Really? I didn't expect that.”
The vampire smiles, catching Yuu's gaze from the corner of his eyes.
“Your eyes,” he says. “I like green because they remind me of your eyes.”
That stops Yuu from walking. The dog whines as the leash holds him back, but
Yuu doesn't pay attention to it.
“Oh, um.” Yuu scratches the back of his head. “Thanks. I-I like your eyes too.”
Too cute,Mika muses. Too, too cute.
“Do you mean my blue eyes or my vampire eyes?”
He probably meant his blue eyes. One of the things that Mika hates after
becoming a full vampire (well, actually, he hates everything to do with it
but... never mind) is that it turned his eyes red. As if he needed any more
reason to frighten people away...
“Both...” Yuu mumbles. “You look nice with both...”
Mika raises an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Yeah. I mean... It doesn't really change anything for me. I'll still like you
even if you aren't a vampire or anything.”
I'll still like you.
Mika's heard of the phrase butterflies in your stomach before but he's never
fully understood until now. His stomach lurches—in a good way. He can feel the
butterflies. Too much. He kind of feels like floating into the heavens and
smiling at everything.
“Thank you,” is all Mika can say because he's sure if he says anything more,
he'll just make a fool out of himself.
 
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Mika can't remember the last time he's made a daisy crown. Back when they were
children, they were pretty much stuck inside the Vampire City and there
certainly wasn't any parks or greenery in that place. He makes one now, half
focusing on the daisies and half watching Yuu-chan play fetch with his puppy.
Thankfully, there's no one but them in the park. (It's not really a park...
More like, a random grassy area the humans found and decided to plant a few
trees and flowers in it to make it look more appealing than it really wasn't.
Nevertheless, it's a good attempt considering that half the country still looks
like shit after the war anyway.) Mika wonders how long it'll take for this
place to be filled with humans. He hopes they can leave before that happens.
“What are you doing?”
Mika looks up as Yuu sits cross legged in front of him, his puppy following and
lying down onto his lap. The soft breeze plays with his hair, swaying the black
locks to and fro, to and fro until Mika's tempted to run his hands through them
himself.
“I'm making a daisy crown.” He holds it up to Yuu, who takes it from his hands
and frowns at it like he's never even seen a daisy before in his entire
existence.
“You put it on your head,” Mika says. He gently takes the daisy crown from
Yuu's hands and drops it onto his head.
Ah... There goes the butterflies again...
“You look pretty,” Mika blurts out.
Yuu jumps, red washing over his face. Fuck. Mika thinks the daisy crown is
nothelping because Yuu-chan looks even cuter now that he's blushing... He
remembers when Ferid called Yuu a princess and Mika hates himself for actually
agreeing with that piece of trash. The daisy crown makes Yuu-chan look like a
princess from some fairy tale too good for this world.
“Yeah, well...” Yuu gulps, dragging the daisy crown off and surprising Mika by
putting it on him. “You look... nice too.”
Mika giggles.
Butterflies. Butterflies everywhere.
“It goes well with your blond hair... You should wear it.” Yuu grins, his
cheeks still glowing with that blush that Mika loves so much.
“I can make another one for you,” Mika suggests.
“Um... Can you teach me how to make one? I want to make one.”
The vampire nods. Yuu's green eyes fill with excitement and he shuffles closer,
watching as Mika gathers daisies into his hands.
Nearly an hour is spent trying to teach Yuu-chan how to connect the daisies
together. It's not an easy job considering that Yuu has the patience of a
newborn child, but it's worth it because it's Yuu-chan and Mika will do
anything for Yuu-chan after all.
 
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“That one looks like a bunny.”
“What kind of bunnies have you seen? I think it looks like a pair of scissors.”
“That's not as cute though...”
Yuu sighs, leaning up on his elbow to look down at Mika. They're both lying on
the grass now, debating what each cloud looks like and Yuu-chan being Yuu-chan
just won't cooperate.
“Look. Those are the blades.” Yuu points at the top part of the cloud.
“I think those look like the ears.”
“Tch. Whatever. How about that one?”
“Which one?”
Yuu points towards the left. “That one.”
“Hmm...” Mika's not sure... He narrows his eyes at the cloud, ignoring that
fact that staring up at the sky when it's so sunny is probably not a good idea
if you're a vampire. “I think it looks like a ninja.”
“A what?”
“A ninja. You know, those people dressed all in black and they have—”
“I know what a ninja is!” Yuu snaps. “But why a ninja?”
Mika shrugs. “What about you? What does it look like to you?”
“Um... I guess it looks like a flower to me...”
“A flower.”
“Yeah.”
Confused, Mika stares at the cloud. He can't see any flowers at all. Just what
on earth goes on in Yuu-chan's mind?
 
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The day's been perfect so far but it's not long before humans start to pile
into the park and notice Mika's presence. No matter how hard he tries, it's
hard to ignore their disdain when they realise he's a vampire. He can
practically smell the fear in the air.
What's worse is that they've seen him with Yuu.
“Isn't that the kid that Lieutenant Colonel Guren looked after? Why's he with a
vampire?”
“That poor boy must be terrified.”
“I thought they were living together. How disgusting.”
“The vampire probably forced him to live with him. There's no such thing as a
good vampire, no matter what they're saying these days.”
“It's probably the kid's fault for trusting that vampire in the first place
anyway.”
That was the last straw. Mika can take the comments about himself—but not the
ones about Yuu. He grinds his teeth together. Not Yuu. Anyone but him. The
humans can hate him; it's fine. Mika doesn't care about himself. But not Yuu.
He's innocent in all this. He didn't deserve to be dragged down just because
he's seen with a filthy vampire.
“Ignore them,” Yuu tells him. “Don't listen to them, Mika.”
Too late. Mika rises, yanking the hood up to cover his face.
“Mika—”
“I'm going home. I'll see you later.”
“No!” Yuu grabs his wrist before he can walk away. The vampire sighs, hating
the fact that those humans are watching their every move. If Yuu talked to him
more... If Yuu even showed that he cared... Those humans would hate him. Mika
can't do that to him.
“Yuu, leave me alone,” he hisses, snatching his arm away.
The look of hurt flashing through Yuu's eyes pierces deeper than any sword.
Mika gulps. And looks away. He has to go. He has to leave.
“I'm not leaving you alone.”
That's the last thing Mika hears before he feels two hands grab his face, pull
him closer, and Yuu's suddenly kissing him. Right there in that park, in front
of a dozen humans who murmur and gasp in disgust as soon as their lips meet.
Mika jolts, his first instinct to push Yuu away, until the black haired
teenager wraps his arms around his neck and deepens their kiss.
Butterflies. Too many butterflies.
When Yuu pulls away, his face is the only thing Mika can focus on. He forgets
that there's humans judging them, he forgets that they're in the middle of the
park, he forgets that the dog is yapping away in the background, he forgets
everything because the only thing that matters is this amazing boy in front of
him.
Mika laughs because it feels right and he's happy.
“I don't care what anyone thinks about you,” Yuu says, his voice barely above a
whisper. “I-I like you the way you are... So... Ignore them.”
Mika almost blurts out three words that he knows are probably too soon to tell
Yuu.
He'll wait. He can wait. For Yuu-chan.
“You're perfect,” he says, and means it. “You... You make me so happy.”
“You deserve to be happy too, you know.” Yuu's eyes soften so that Mika drowns
into nothing but green.
He'll be honest that those words catch him off guard. He's never thought of it
like that... For now, Mika can only dip his head and smile. He kisses Yuu
again, loving how right it feels to do that, how both of them just fit against
each other; almost the same height, Yuu's arms around his neck, his own arms
encircling Yuu's waist, pressed against each other and ignoring everything
else. It feels right.
It is right.
“Let's go home,” Yuu tells him.
They pull away, hands still entwined with each others as they walk past the
shocked humans and make their way back home with the puppy skipping right by
their side.
Mika feels the sun on the back of his neck and, for once, he welcomes it
because Yuu-chan's presence is much warmer, much better, much more important.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     So. Much. Fluff. I. Nearly. Died. Writing. This.
     Okay, so, I am pretty sure someone requested a prompt where Mika
     spends a day with Yuu and that the humans in town judge them for
     being together, so here's my take on that. (I'm sorry, I can't
     remember who requested it pls don't hate me)
     Btw, THANK YOU SOOO MUCH for the comments and kudos??? I never
     expected this story to get so much when I first started it so wow
     THANK YOU. I'm glad everyone's enjoying the Mikayuu so far ^^ Don't
     forget that if you have a prompt you want to suggest, feel free to
     drop me a comment or ask on my tumblr (I'm lunafreyas on tumblr)~
***** Yours *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuu and Mika finally establish what in the world their relationship
     is after a hormone induced moment.
Chapter Notes
     Since you guys asked for smut....................................
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Yuu can't wait to go home. With another mission done and dusted, he and the
squad trudge their way back to town, all but grumbling under their breaths
about how much they hate their lives.
Of course, it's not meant at all. Life is well and good now that the majority
of the vampires have fucked off. It's only when a handful of those bloodsuckers
think they can reclaim a town or gather their precious livestock that Yuu and
his squad, along with other squads, have to sort it out.
At least this mission wasn't so bad. They only had to take down two vampires
who were starved to begin with. No big deal.
“I'm hungry...” Yuu hears Mitsuba complaining.
Too preoccupied with other thoughts, Yuu can only watch his friends from the
corner of his eyes, not bothering to properly join in with their conversation.
I wonder what Mika did today... He probably just cuddled that damn cat. Tch.
His mind catapults back to what happened before he left for his mission. It was
just meant to be an innocent farewell... but...
“Okay, be safe, Yuu-chan,” Mika says, hugging him so tight that Yuu's convinced
he won't let go. Part of him wishes he wouldn't... He'd rather stay here with
Mika than go chase up these damn vampires.
When they eventually part, the vampire keeps a hand resting on his cheek,
caressing it with his thumb. Yuu's certain Mika canfeel the warmth of his
blush.
“I'll see you later,” Yuu promises.
“Hopefully with no casualties.”
It's said as a joke, and he would have mistaken it for one had Yuu not detected
the hint of worry in Mika's voice. His heart swells at the idea of the vampire
worrying about him, butterflies fluttering in his gut and surrendering his
thoughts until Yuu can't help but lean in and place a light kiss on Mika's
cheek.
“S-See you,” he says, flashing Mika a shaky grin before he turns away to fetch
his sword.
That's all forgotten when Mika grabs his hand, kisses him on his lips, buries
his hands into his hair and crushes their bodies together.
It's safe to say that Shinoa was nothappy when Yuu finally arrived for their
mission—fifteen minutes late, sporting a bite mark and a hickey he forgot to
cover.
Yuu raises a hand to his neck, brushing his fingers against the two pinpricks
marked onto his skin. It still stung—they always did for a couple of days—but
he can't bring himself to care or chide Mika for it.
“Yuu-san's daydreaming about his boyfriend again...”
Shinoa's voice drags him away from his thoughts, bringing him back into a harsh
reality where he finds the entire squad staring at him with curious eyes. Yuu
snatches his hand away from his neck, hoping to god above that his cape covers
the marks this time.
“He's not my boyfriend!” he snaps, glaring at Shinoa.
“That's not what it looked like when you two were in the park last week...”
His head whirls to Mitsuba's direction.
“Wait, did you see that?”
“No, but I heard about it. I think the entire town knows that you two kissed in
that park—”
Kimizuki splutters. “Wait, they what?”
“Apart from Kimizuki,” Mitsuba adds, giggling as Kimizuki's eyes boggle at Yuu.
Yuu, on the other hand, wants the ground to swallow him up.
That kiss was a spur of the moment thing! He got so pissed off after hearing
what those idiots said to Mika that he didn't really have time to think about
the consequences of kissing a vampire in the middle of a public place...
He doesn't regret it—won't regret it either. It made Mika happy. That's what
matters, right?
“Do you like him, Yuu-kun?” Yoichi asks in a voice too innocent for Yuu to tell
him to shut up.
Yuu scratches the back of his head.
“I-I don't know... I'm just...”
He sighs, trying to find the words to explain it.
What is Mika to him anyway? Ever since he can remember, Mika's been family—but
what the fuck did he know about family back then when his own parents abused
him? Yuu just thought family was someone you spent time with, someone who made
you happy... It never occurred to him that maybe, just maybe, his feelings for
Mika were more complex than that.
“I was too used to the idea of him being my family to realise that it...
changed,” he admits, unable to look at any of them in the eye.
“Have you two been doing... non-family things?” Shinoa asks.
Yuu blushes faster than he can come up with an answer.
“I just got the most disturbing mental images,” Kimizuki groans. “Please don't
answer that.”
“He doesn't need to answer it—he's already got hickeys on his neck—”
“SHINOA!” Yuu wants to die. Or hit her with his sword. Or both.
“What's a hickey?”
Everyone slowly turns to Yoichi, who stares at them with large, unblinking
eyes. Really, why the hell did Shinoa tease Yuu about being a cherry boy when
it's so obvious that Yoichi is the ultimate cherry boy here? Why did Yuu have
to suffer—
Yuu screams as Shinoa grabs hold of his arms and Mitsuba yanks down his collar.
“There!” Mitsuba points at his neck, laughing down his ear.
Many swear words are yelled to the sky as Yuu struggles against the girls.
Shinoa, however, turns to Yoichi and speaks casually, taking no notice of Yuu's
urge to throw her over his shoulder. (He can do that to Mika, but not Shinoa.
He'd feel bad for doing it to a girl—especially one as tiny as her.)
“Yoichi-san, a hickey is when someone, preferably a lover, sucks the skin hard
enough to—”
“Shinoa, I swear to fucking god, I'm going to kill—”
“—it's meant to feel really good so no wonder Yuu-san has so many of them—”
“Oh, fucking god, Shinoa, please shut up. I don't want to imagine Yuu getting
sucked off by Mika—”
“Kimizuki-san, I don't think Yuu-san has gotten that far with Mika-san yet...”
“That's notwhat I meant!” Kimizuki turns so pink that it puts his hair to
shame. “Can we stop talking about this? The last thing I want on my mind is
Mika giving Yuu a—”
“Stop imagining it then!” Yuu flails his arms against Shinoa, who finally lets
go of him now that her and Mitsuba have succeeded in ruining his life. “No
one's asking you to imagine it!”
Kimizuki advances on him, glasses glinting with anger, tempting Yuu to punch
him across that annoying face.
“It's hard not imagine it when it's being said so clearly!”
Yuu clenches his fists. “That's not my fault! They're the ones who won't shut
up!”
He jabs his finger at Mitsuba and Shinoa's direction and the two girls giggle
in unison.
“You're the one who's actually doing what they're saying!”
“N-No!” Yuu shakes his head, desperate for all of them to shut up. “Mika's only
grinded—”
“Oh my god,” Mitsuba shrieks, her cheeks flaming red in a millisecond.
Shinoa all but throws her head back and laughs so loud that it actually echoes.
Kimizuki groans in disgust, holding his head in defeat and staggering back as
if he has just been shot. Yoichi can only blink at all of them, perhaps too
terrified to even ask what in the world is going on.
All the while, Yuu begs for the ground to swallow him up and end his suffering.
Once it dawns on him that whatever heavenly force out there that exists is not
helping him in his time of need, Yuu whirls around and stomps away, ignoring
the sound of his friends (NOT friends. Not anymore!) laughing behind his back.
 
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Yuu doesn't realise that it's nearly midnight by the time he returns home. He's
immediately greeted by the sight of the dog and the cat sleeping on the floor,
oddly close considering that the last time Yuu saw those two interacting, he
and Mika had to pry them away in case one of them killed the other. (It was a
mess. He ended up with a scratch across his cheek thanks to that damn cat. Mika
only laughed and told him that the kitten was too cute to have done it on
purpose.)
Whatever. It's probably better if they got along instead anyway... even if the
cat is a pain in the ass.
Mika's nowhere to be seen. Yuu tries to ignore the feeling of disappointment
that blankets him.
He's probably asleep... I'll have to talk to him tomorrow...
Sighing, he makes his way upstairs, feeling rather dejected at the fact that he
barely saw Mika today. Then again, he's lucky that this mission only took one
day to finish... Other missions have taken him a week...
For some reason, Yuu's been craving Mika's company a lot more these days.
They've been living with each other for months, but even then, he's finding
that it's not enough recently. If he can, he'd like it if he spent every minute
of the day by Mika's side...
Yuu stops that train of thought because it's kind of creepy. He shakes his
head, making his way to the bathroom for a much needed shower.
He's almost tempted to sit down on the floor when he turns on the shower. God,
he's so tired. Today's been such a long day—made even longer because of
Shinoa's usual teasing. Ugh. Sometimes, Yuu doesn't even know why he considers
her one of his closest friends. She only exists to make fun of him...
Yuu closes his eyes, letting the water soak through his hair and calm his
aching muscles. Why is everyone so bothered about him and Mika anyway? Why
can't they mind their own business? He wishes they'd stop asking so many
questions because... well... because...
Because Yuu barely even knows how to answer them.
What are his feelings for Mika? What does he want exactly?
The only thing that Yuu knows is that he likes kissing Mika... He likes what
Mika makes his body feel—but he's scared of what comes along with that; the
whole feelings thing. What even is that? How do you go from being a family
to... this?
What the fuck even is this?
Yuu groans. He did not take a shower in order to question the philosophy of his
relationship with Mika.
He steps out of the shower and gets changed into his pyjamas, already eager to
fall asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow. The only thing he can think of
is that as soon as he wakes up tomorrow, he'll smell Mika cooking breakfast and
then they can spend the whole day together. Yuu smiles. That sounds nice.
Leaving the bathroom, he takes the towel with him to dry his hair. Sleeping
with wet hair is one of his pet hates, but it's unavoidable since he'd rather
do that than sleep with vampire blood all over him, thank you very much.
“Yuu-chan!”
Yuu jumps, almost dropping the towel when he sees Mika leaning on his bedroom
door. The vampire grins once their eyes meet, and in less than three strides,
he's in front of Yuu, pulling him into a warm embrace.
The first thought that Yuu gets is that he's glad he doesn't have to wait until
tomorrow to see the vampire, and the second is that he's more than glad to be
in Mika's arms again. He relaxes, wrapping his own arms around Mika's waist and
burying his nose into his shoulder. The scent of apples envelops his senses,
reminding him that he's home and Mika's here and he's ridiculously happy.
Mika pulls away, the smile he gives sends Yuu's heart pounding against his
ribs—even more so when he dips down for a kiss.
They've gotten used to this now; the whole kissing thing. Not a day goes by
where they don't at least do it once (they usually kiss four times in an
average day—and yes, Yuu counts). Yuu knows that this is something that
couplesdo, but he hasn't really thought much about what that means for him and
Mika. Does that mean they're a couple?
His heart flutters at this.
He grips onto Mika's shirt when the vampire deepens the kiss, coaxing his mouth
open with his tongue. It's sloppy, clumsy, and at the back of Yuu's brain, he
registers that wow, that's a lot of saliva, but it's good—nice, even.
That's an understatement. Yuu's writhing in Mika's arms in less than ten
seconds, moaning whenever their tongues found each other. He's never kissed
anyone apart from Mika before; he wonders if every kiss is like this... Not
that he's planning on kissing anyone else. Yuu can't imagine being like this
with anyone that isn't Mika.
Mika is Mika. Everything about the kiss is him, from the way his fangs brush
Yuu's bottom lip, grazing—but not enough to draw blood, to the way he angles
Yuu's head just enough to lead them, emptying his mind of all else but this
moment entirely.
Mika pulls away, flushed cheeks and panting as he lays their foreheads against
each other. Yuu tries to ignore the string of saliva that's still connecting
them, but awkwardly karate chops it away before Mika can even dare to tease
him. The vampire laughs, killing the mood.
Yuu glares. “Shut up, you asshole.”
Of course, Mika doesn't shut up. He's still laughing as he slowly pushes Yuu to
the bed. Yuu's not sure whether to be pissed off or turned on. It's a strange
mixture of emotions, but the latter eventually wins when the back of his knees
hit against the bed.
“How was the mission?” Mika asks casually, as if he's not pushing Yuu down and
crawling over him.
Yuu gulps, trying to find his voice. The only thing he can focus on is the way
Mika's blond hair sways before him, his eyes half lidded and heavy with need,
that stupid smirk tugging one side of his lips up...
“Fine,” Yuu breathes. “It... It was fine.”
Mika's smile widens as he pushes Yuu's legs apart with his knee.
“That's good. I missed you.”
It's surprising he can still focus on what Mika's saying, especially when the
vampire begins to run his hands up and down his chest, bunching the material of
his shirt so that it hitches up his stomach.
“I... I was only gone... f-for a day,” Yuu says, his gaze fixed onto the hand
currently brushing against his bare stomach. Mika's fingers may as well be
burning him; it's as if he's leaving imprints wherever he touches, rendering
Yuu's thoughts useless against the heat of this moment.
“But I still missed you...”
Fingers inch under his shirt. Yuu pants. This is new. They haven't done this
before. The feeling of Mika's hand is foreign against his abs. Everything
stills. Yuu can only hear the sound of his heavy breaths, the rush of his
pulse.
“What... What are you doing?” he blurts out.
Mika stops, looking at him glassy eyes.
“Do you want me to stop?”
No. Don't stop.
What are they doing? Yuu tries his best to grab some common sense, stop and
thinkfor a moment. This is new. All of this is new to him.
But it's nice.
He can't deny that he likes this.
Fuck common sense, he thinks. Fuck it all.
“Don't stop,” Yuu urges. “Don't you dare stop.”
Just like that, Mika grins, fangs and all, and pulls his shirt above his head.
Yuu shrugs it off, his heart hammering as he watches Mika hurtle it across the
room.
They kiss, hard, heavy; it's the type of kiss that clashes teeth against each
other, Mika's fang catching his bottom lip, blood seeping into their mouths,
dripping down Yuu's chin. For a second, it hurts. Mika sucks at the wound like
a starved vampire, or maybe he is—but he just fed on Yuu this morning so—
Yuu's thoughts dissolve when Mika starts to rub his knee against his groin. He
breathes through clenched teeth, fisting his hands into the vampire's shirt.
Time slows when Mika's tongue trails the bloody path down Yuu's chin, past his
jaw, all the way to the junction where his neck meets his shoulder. The
pinpricks from this morning are still there, still sensitive and stinging when
Mika swirls his tongue over it. He doesn't bite, only presses two light kisses
onto the swollen skin and leans back enough to look at Yuu.
His eyes look hungry.
“You can bite me,” Yuu says without thinking. “If you want.”
At those words, the blond's eyes soften. He smiles, lightly shakes his head and
kisses Yuu on the forehead.
“I'm alright,” he says, then hovers his mouth beside Yuu's ear, breathes down
his neck. “For now.”
His voice is husky, sending shivers down Yuu's spine. The shivers turn into
shudders as soon as Yuu feels teeth nipping on his earlobe.
“Fuck,” he swears, jolting when Mika takes the earlobe into his mouth and
lightly sucks.
Who'd have thought he'd be so sensitive there? Yuu squirms underneath the
blond, gasping as Mika licks up the shell of his ear slowly—too slowly.
“M-Mika...” Yuu groans, digging his fingers into Mika's shoulders.
“What is it?” Mika asks too innocently. At a different time, Yuu would have
smacked him across the head. He's lucky Yuu's too busy clawing at Mika's shirt,
trying to pull it off.
“This,” Yuu urges impatiently. “Take this off.”
Even under the near-darkness of the room, Yuu sees a faint blush spread through
Mika's cheeks. He takes a moment to snicker at this. Good to know that Mika's
not as cool as he thinks he is... It feels nice to see Mika blushing because of
him instead of it being the other way around all the time.
Still, the vampire complies, pulling his shirt above his head and...
Shit.
Yuu's eyes widen.
They've been living together for months and it only dawns on Yuu that he's
never seen Mika shirtless. Hell, the last time he's seen him without a top was
when they were still back in the vampire city. He remembers accidentally
walking in on Mika having a bath and screaming his little head off, waking up
the entire orphanage.
It's safe to say Mika's changed from that little boy sitting in the bathtub.
Yuu gulps. It doesn't help. His throat is still dry.
The first thing he notices is that Mika's skin is pale, almost like moonlight,
smooth and milky, tempting him to lean closer and run his lips over the
pronounced collarbones. Yuu drinks in the sight of his slender muscles, the
lines on his abs, the light trail of blond hair disappearing down into his
pants...
“Yuu-chan, you're making me blush.”
Fuck. Yuu forces his eyes back to Mika's face, whose expression is nothing
short of amusement. He feels his own face heating up. Fuck. Mika's got that
stupid look again; that look that means he's going to be teasing him about this
for the next month or so.
That becomes the last of his worries once Mika dips down, capturing his lips in
a slow, languid kiss that makes Yuu forget about everything. The vampire
presses their bodies together, chest against chest, legs tangled against legs.
Yuu can also feel something hard pressing against his thighs. It takes him less
than a second to realise what it is, and as soon as he does, Mika's taken
advantage of the distraction and pinned his hands above his head.
“M-Mika?” he yelps, trying to sit up.
“Let me try something,” Mika says, his voice soft. “Tell me to stop if you're
not comfortable.”
Try... what? Yuu's heart pounds at the possibilities. He nods anyway, unable to
deny the shot of adrenaline now flowing through his body.
Almost painfully slow, the blond's other hand snakes down his body. Yuu's
stopped breathing by the time Mika's passed the waistband of his trousers,
averting his eyes back to him and silently asking for permission.
Yuu shakily nods. His heart stammers.
Mika pulls his pants down, freeing his erection and grasping hold of it before
Yuu can even react.
“Shit,” Yuu jumps. Mika's hand stops his arms from moving, so the only thing he
can do is dig his feet into the blankets, moaning as the vampire tightens the
grip around his length.
“Is this okay?” Mika asks, his voice strained as he watches Yuu's reaction.
Yes. Yesyesyes.
Not trusting his voice, Yuu nods.
“Good,” Mika says, and then starts to stroke his dick.
Yuu thinks he must be seeing stars. This isn't anything like he'd imagined it
would be. Mika's hands are soft, but his strokes are hard, quick. It doesn't
take long for Yuu to struggle against his grip, thrusting into his hand and
moaning a string of incomprehensible words into the darkness. He closes his
eyes, crying out loud as Mika quickens his pace, pumping him harder until his
name is ripped from his lips. Heat envelops every nerve in Yuu's body, sweat-
drops beading down his forehead as he tries to meet Mika's strokes. He's
desperate to hold onto something; Mika's shoulders, the bed,
blankets—anything—but the blond's grip on his hands is too strong. 
“M-Mika... Mika,” Yuu moans, desperate, his voice sounding more like a sob. He
tries to twist his hands away, only for Mika's grip to tighten, refusing to let
go.
The urge to scream nearly takes over him. He's close—he knows he is and Mika
the fucking idiot knows as well—but it's not enough.
“Faster. H-Hurry,” Yuu begs, past the point of caring by now. "M-Mika—for
fuck sake—"
“Not yet. Not yet.”
Yuu curses when he feels Mika's hand leaving him. His eyes snap open, just in
time to see the vampire unzipping his own pants and pressing their dicks
together.
“W-What—” Yuu chokes on a groan as Mika encases both of their lengths together,
his hand shaking as he starts to stroke. “F-Fuck. Mika—oh...”
“Y-Yuu-chan, I... ahh...” Mika arches into him, squeezing harder, tries to
increase his pace, but Yuu can see him struggling against the haze of his own
pleasure.
“Keep going,” Yuu urges, thrusting to meet his strokes. Everything's hot. He
can barely keep up with what's going on. All he knows is that Mika's dick is
hot and hard against his own, and fuck, it felt amazing.
Mika rests his head on his shoulder and nods, gripping harder, running a thumb
over the sensitive slit on Yuu's cockhead. A dozen more swear words escape
Yuu's lips as Mika spreads the cum that's already started leaking. He watches
with aroused fascination as the vampire does the same for himself.
And then he pumps again. His hands now wet and sticky with their juices, Mika
strokes them, hard, fast, faster with each moan that he chokes out of Yuu. It
felt like nothing he even thought to imagine. MikaMikaMika is screamed into his
brain and the feel of their bodies hot and sweating against each other engraves
itself into Yuu's brain, overriding all of his senses. Struggling against the
grip that Mika still has on his own hands, Yuu can only thrash as heat pools
into his gut, coaxing him closer to his climax.
“M-Mika... Please—a-argh!”
His words are cut off as pain shoots through his neck, spreads across his
shoulder and burns his head close to unconsciousness. Yuu blinks, craning his
head to see Mika sucking his blood, lapping at it as if he's a starving animal.
Finally, Mika lets go of his hands. Yuu holds onto his back, digging his nails
into the skin like it's the only thing keeping him sane.
He's finding it hard to think. Pain and pleasure lace into each other; a
strange combination that Yuu's always secretly liked. He moans as he feels
everything closing in on him, listens to the sound of Mika sucking him harder,
stroking him harder, breathing harder—everything is hard and hot, and—
That's all it takes to send Yuu over the edge. He comes, screams Mika's name as
loud as his throat allows, and spills all over his stomach. Haze envelops him,
he's panting, clawing at Mika's back, vaguely listening to the sound of the
vampire groaning above him. And then Mika pulls his fangs away, buries his head
into Yuu's neck and spasms against his body.
“Y-Yuu—ah, f-fuck!”
Mika's voice is the only thing he hears as he feels hot liquid jetting against
his legs. The vampire collapses onto him, enveloping Yuu with his weight and
warmth as he pants beside his ear.
The remain like that for a while; panting in unison, Yuu staring up at the
ceiling, shuddering under Mika's weight whilst the blond tries to regain
himself. After a span of forever, Mika finally rolls off, lying down beside him
and softly laughing as soon as he catches his breath once more.
“Wow,” Mika says. His voice is heavy, laced with fatigue and disbelief.
“Y-Yeah,” Yuu agrees. Yeah. Wow.
The room is filled with Mika's lovely laugh. It's the best reward Yuu never
expected, blossoming a giddy feeling straight into his heart. Smiling, he rests
his head on Mika's shoulder and sighs into the air.
What do you say after this? What can Yuu say?
He wants to say something, but what the fuck do you even talk about after
you've rubbed your dick with someone? Thanks for that, Mika. That was really
nice. We should do it again some time. Yeah.
Yuu resists the urge to smirk.
Gently, Mika runs a hand through Yuu's hair, twirling the sweat dampened locks
around his finger.
“I just had a shower,” Yuu blurts out. “Now I'm all sticky again.”
The vampire laughs.
“You're going to need to shower again then, Yuu-chan.”
“Whose fucking fault is that?”
Yuu pushes himself up onto his elbows, glaring down at Mika—or at least trying
to, anyway. It's hard to do that when Mika looks so tired and Yuu finds that he
really appreciates seeing the vampire with swollen lips and tousled hair.
“I need a shower too,” Mika says, smiling sweetly. “We can take one together.”
Yuu's eyes widen.
That's no big deal, right? It's not like he hasn't seen Mika's dick by now.
After all, they're lying naked right next to each other at this very moment.
That's... no... big... deal...
“S-Sure,” Yuu mutters. “That's... That's a good idea.”
What the fuck are they doing...
Don't get him wrong—Yuu's not complaining. He's really not. But even he's aware
that this is something you don't do with your family.
“Mika, can I ask you something?” Yuu forces himself to speak. He can't keep
avoiding this, especially not after what they just did. This is going to drive
him insane.
“Of course. What is it?”
Here it goes.
“What are we?”
Mika blinks, remaining silent. He waits for Yuu to elaborate.
Silence.
“W-What do you mean?” the blond asks, pushing himself up with his elbow.
Ugh. Yuu averts his eyes away. The pattern of the blanket suddenly looks
interesting; green stripes against a white background. Nice. He's always liked
the colour green...
“Yuu.”
Reluctantly, Yuu looks back up. Mika's eyes are serious. There's no way he can
back out now.
He sighs.
“I-I mean... What are we doing?” He motions at both of them. “T-This... This
isn't something that family do.”
“Is that what I am to you?” Mika's voice betrays no emotion, and yet Yuu sees
the strain in his crimson eyes.
“No! I don't...” Yuu groans, scratching his head. Fuck. He's not good at this
at all. “I... I like you. I just... I'm not used to this. I've always thought
of you as my family... I'm not sure what to call you now.”
Slowly, softly, Mika's hand strokes his cheek, a smile spreading onto his lips
once again. Relief wells into Yuu's chest. He doesn't know why he worries so
much when he talks to Mika. Practically all the time, Mika's an easy person to
talk to. There's no one else Yuu's more comfortable with.
“I like you too,” Mika says. “A lot.”
Yuu blushes. His heart sings. The world rejoices.
“Oh. Um, thanks.”
Mika laughs. “Does this make you my boyfriend now?”
Boyfriend...
Weird. That word sounds so odd to him. Boyfriend...
Yuu can't help but frown. “It sounds weird.”
“Weird? How come?”
He shrugs. “I don't know. I feel like I should be calling you something else.”
“Like what?”
That's the problem... Yuu's not certain. Maybe he's just not used to the word
boyfriend? It's certainly a step up from brother, that's for sure.
“I don't know,” Yuu sighs for the second time. “You're Mika. You've always been
Mika... but...”
Mika frowns. “But...?”
The answer comes to him. It's so easy, so obvious that it feels like that
missing piece in an annoying jigsaw puzzle. Yuu grins at the vampire, ignoring
the blush spreading through his face as he forces himself to say the next words
out loud.
“My Mika,” he beams. “You're my Mika.”
Immediately, the blond flushes, matching Yuu's blush as the two teenagers smile
shyly at each other.
“Your Mika...” Mika nods, grabs both of Yuu's hands and nods some more. “And
you're my Yuu.”
“I'm yours.” Yuu doesn't think it's possible for him to blush anymore, but at
least saying these words out loud is causing his heart to swell into new levels
of happiness.
Mika smirks.
“Yuurs. Yuurs. Like Y-U-U—”
“Are you seriously making a pun at this time?”
Yuu tries to pull his hand away, half tempted to smack Mika across the face for
ruining such a nice moment. Fucking idiot never changes even after you label
him as your boyfriend. Asshole.
“Sorry, Yuu-chan. It was a perfect moment.”
“You're such an asshole.”
Mika leans into him, kissing the tip of his nose. His eyes dance with
happiness, drowning Yuu with him because if Mika's happy, then that's all that
matters.
“You like it,” Mika teases. “You like me.”
For once, Yuu can't argue with that.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     I wasn't going to write smut for this chapter... It was literally
     going to be an angsty chapter this week, but since several people
     have been requesting for smut now, I decided to finally cave in and
     do it. So yeah. Congratulations to those unholy readers for being the
     reason this story turns rated E. I hope you guys enjoyed the smut~
***** Strawberry Scented Shampoo *****
Chapter Summary
     Mika's not sure if it was a good or bad idea to share a shower with
     Yuu-chan tonight.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Mika almost doesn't want to leave the bed. It's not everyday he can cuddle next
to Yuu-chan straight after having one of the best orgasms in his entire life.
That thought makes him blush. He still hasn't processed everything properly in
his head—not that he knows where to start exactly. His brains flutters between
Yuu-chan's voice saying You're my Mika and Yuu-chan's face, flushed, sweating,
panting as they're tangled in each other's limbs. Not even Mika's imagination
prepared himself for the actual reality of the moment. It was all too good, too
real, for him to ever grasp such a feeling with his mind alone. Nothing
compares to actually hearing Yuu moaning his name, clawing at his back,
shuddering as they came together...
Aaand Mika should stop thinking about that before he finds himself getting hard
again. He's not going to pass up on a second time—that's for sure—but even he
knows when to call it a day. Besides, they have other things to do.
He looks down at Yuu, sighing happily when he finds the raven haired boy
resting his head on his shoulder with a small smile playing on his lips. Eyes
closed, peaceful breaths, dark eyelashes feathering his rose-tinted cheeks; a
sight that Mika wants to stare at forever if life was that easy.
He wishes they can be like this forever, but he knows that time is never on his
side.
“Yuu-chan.” Mika pokes Yuu on his shoulder, shoving away his depressing
thoughts for now. His looming future of eternal solitude can wait. He doesn't
want to ruin this moment. “Yuu-chan, don't fall asleep just yet. We have to
take a shower, remember?”
Groaning, Yuu raises his head and glances at him with sleepy eyes. His hair's a
mess, sticking up in all sorts of places.
So cute.Yuu-chan was just so, so cute. Mika's tempted to forget about the
shower and spend the entire night cuddling and basking in icky happiness.
Only, he's not exactly willing to sleep with all this... mess. It's bad enough
that he's this close to stripping Yuu's bed and changing it with clean sheets.
Considering that it's almost one PM, Yuu-chan probably won't appreciate that,
so Mika tries his best to subdue his habits. Still, first thing in the morning
tomorrow is definitely laundry. There's no way Yuu-chan will sleep more than
one night with filthy sheets like this.
“I thought you were joking...” Yuu mutters, his cheeks reddening even more.
“You're serious about showering together?”
Mika raises his eyebrows. “Are you getting shy?”
It's impossible to keep the grin off his face, even more so when Yuu glares at
him instantly. Typical Yuu-chan.
“No, fuck off,” he snaps, quickly sitting up. “Let's go.”
Mika blinks. Yuu's still scowling, most likely waiting for him to respond.
“Wait, now?”
“Yeah, you said so, didn't you? Idiot.”
That would have been more impressive to hear if Yuu wasn't currently as red as
a tomato and now avoiding his gaze. At the very least, he's not stuttering,
which in itself is an achievement for him.
“Alright,” Mika shrugs casually, although he's mentally screaming. He sits up
and leans into Yuu, breathes in the smell of strawberry scented shampoo, sex
and sweat. In one swift movement, he rises, gathering Yuu into his arms,
carrying him like he did way back in Shinjuku and making his way for the
bathroom.
“What the fuck, Mika!” Yuu wriggles, yelling so loud that Mika wishes he didn't
have sensitive hearing. “M-Mika! Put me down, you asshole!”
Mika laughs, kicking the bathroom door open.
“Y-You're walking around n-naked!” Yuu squeaks the last word out, earning
another laugh from the vampire. It's even better because he's forcing himself
to focus on the ceiling instead, making it very obvious that he's trying not to
look.
“We're about to have a shower, Yuu-chan. There's no point if we put on
clothes...”
“Y-Yeah, but still! And put me down!”
Mika complies, setting Yuu gently back to his feet before he gets punched in
the face. Now that they're in a well-lit room, the vampire has full view of
Yuu-chan's body and it's taking all of his self-control to stop himself from
checking him out.
Well. It's not like he can avoid looking at him though... Yuu's right there...
The first thing he notices is the blood coating Yuu's neck, surrounding the
grotesque bite mark now marring his skin. There's marks too; harsh red marks on
his wrists where Mika had earlier held him down. Guilt spreads through the
vampire's chest, turning everything ugly in a simple second, reminding him that
his happiness is a double-edged blade.
“Hey.” Yuu lays a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, stop that.”
Mika forces a smile onto his face. “Stop what?”
Yuu's grip softens on Mika's shoulder, all the while stepping forward and
drowning him with worried eyes. Too easily, the vampire loses himself into the
green depths.
“That,” Yuu says. “You've got that look in your eyes. You're blaming yourself
again.”
Oh dear. Yuu-chan's too perceptive for his own good. Or maybe he just knows him
so well.
The only thing Mika does is shrug. There's no point denying it because he does
blame himself to very deplorable degree. Not even Yuu-chan can be ignorant of
that. Rather than dwell any further on this, Mika lays his hands on Yuu's
shoulders and pushes him to the shower. Yuu stumbles, as expected, a soft gasp
escaping his lips when his back hits the glass door. Up this close, he can see
Yuu's pupils dilating as Mika leans closer to him.
“Let's get cleaned up, Yuu-chan,” Mika says, pushing the door open and
stumbling into the shower with Yuu.
His response is a tiny squeak, Yuu grasping tighter onto his arms when he
nearly slips. This is a perfect opportunity for Mika to wrap his arms around
him, so he wastes no time in doing that, ignoring Yuu's angry (cute) yelp. Mika
fumbles to turn the shower on, as well as avoid the fists now battering against
his chest.
“Mika, can you let go—ARGH! Fuck, that's cold!”
Yuu jumps when water spurts out of the shower-head, drenching both of them. It
would have been funny if he hadn't slipped. As hilarious as it is to see Yuu-
chan slipping straight onto his ass, it's not as good when he literally takes
Mika down with him. They land on the wet floor, a tangled heap of mess and
angry grumbles as the two teenagers struggle to get back up again.
“Are you sure we should be doing this?” Yuu snaps, pushing Mika away once they
rise, bruises and all. “That hurt!”
“Maybe if you weren't such a clumsy ass, then we wouldn't have slipped in the
first place, Yuu-chan—”
“Shut the fuck up!”
Shivering, Yuu wraps his arms around himself. The water continues to rain on
them and it dawns on Mika now that he still hasn't adjusted the temperature. As
a vampire, he's not as affected when it comes to things like this. Poor Yuu-
chan is just there, shivering away into the next dimension whilst Mika's taking
his sweet time to warm up the water.
Oops.
He hurries to adjust the taps, sighing in relief when they're no longer soaking
in Arctic conditions.
“Is that better?” Mika asks, smiling sheepishly. “It's warm now, see?”
Yuu rolls his eyes, pouting that same pissed off pout he always does when he's
on the verge of punching Mika. It's worth the risk; Yuu-chan looks adorable
right now. His hair, usually sticking up in all sorts of directions, is now
flattened against his face. Droplets of water rolls down his cheeks, down his
neck, collarbones, further and further where Mika's sure Yuu will freak out if
he catches him staring. He keeps his eyes up, fixed on Yuu's face, and admires
the way his fair skin contrasts against his raven hair.
Mika's been praised countless times for his European features; blond hair, blue
eyes was apparently considered a beautiful combination by most people. Not to
Mika though. He'll always think that Yuu-chan's green eyes, fair skin and black
hair beats all of that. Everything about Yuu is a contrast; dark hair and light
skin, loud voice and soft heart, human and yet, so, so perfect.
“Stop staring...” Yuu mutters, looking down. 
Mika smiles, taking his hand and pulling him closer. He runs his fingers
through Yuu's hair, pushing the wet locks away from his face and staring into
his eyes.
“Shampoo,” Mika says before he's tempted to say something cheesy. “Where's your
shampoo?”
Yuu points behind him. “There. By your head.”
As he turns to get it, Yuu grabs his wrist and stops him.
“Um... I... L-Let me do you.”
Mika blinks. Did he just hear that correctly?
“D-Do me?”
Biting his lip, Yuu nods. “Yeah...”
“You... want to do me?”
The vampire tries with all his might to keep his voice neutral. Surely, Yuu-
chan's not aware of what his words can mean in a different context, but he
can't help but mentally laugh at this situation.
“I didn't know Yuu-chan wanted to get into the shower for that,” Mika smirks.
“I must admit this is a bit sudden, but if you insist...”
“What the fuck are you going on about?”
“Since you want to do meso badly...”
Snaking his arms around Yuu, Mika's grin widens. Realisation slowly dawns into
Yuu's eyes as he stiffens, but doesn't pull away when Mika peppers kisses on
his shoulder. One, two, three kisses on the collarbones and Yuu's breath
shudders, gulping loudly, trembling against him.
“Oi...” Yuu breathes. “We're meant to be showering... Stop that.”
Although his voice holds no ground to it, Mika complies anyway. He grabs the
shampoo bottle, handing it to Yuu.
“Alright, Yuu-chan. Do me.”
“Shut. Up.”
Mika laughs, loud and clear. “Hey, you said you wanted to—”
“I'm going to fucking put shampoo in your eyes, just you wait.”
Not willing to face the wrath of Yuu-chan and his trusty shampoo bottle, Mika
pretends to zip up his mouth. His lips twitch, desperate to grin when Yuu
literally trembles with anger as he flips open the lid of the shampoo bottle
and all but crushes it into his hands.
Yuu yanks on Mika's hair, lathering it. Or at least that's what Mika hopes he's
trying to do. If anything, it looks like he's about to bash his head against
the wall.
“Ouch!” Mika winces, pouting. “Be gentle, Yuu-chan. I'm delicate—”
“Delicate, my ass! Shut up and stay still!”
“My, my... Yuu-chan's so aggressive—”
Yuu grabs the shower-head and sprays it right into Mika's face. The vampire
splutters, choking against the torrent of water that he catches into his mouth.
“Yuu-chan!”
Still coughing, Mika closes his eyes and tackles him blindly. All he hears is
Yuu screaming out every swear word that exists as their bodies collide
and—crash.
Once again, they end up on the floor with Mika sprawled on top of Yuu and both
teenagers wincing at their aching limbs. As nice as it is to be on top of him,
Mika doesn't appreciate hitting his elbow onto the hard tiles. Even as a
vampire, that hurts.
“Fuck this!” Yuu yells, trying to push him off. This time, Mika doesn't budge.
“Mika, move!”
“Nope. You still haven't rinsed my hair, Yuu-chan.”
“Let me stand up first!”
Mika pretends to flinch. “Yuu-chan, hurry. I think I have shampoo in my
eyes...”
He hears Yuu muttering something under his breath, but soon forgets about it as
he picks up the shower-head once again and starts rinsing his hair. Tingles run
down Mika's spine when Yuu runs his fingers through his hair and massages his
scalp. He stiffens.
“Is... Is that okay?” Yuu asks, voice barely audible through the water.
Mika closes his eyes and hums his approval. It feels nice... He leans closer as
Yuu continues, pushing his hair back off his forehead.
It's odd how this feels almost natural. They've literally only started dating
today and yet, all this feels so normal. So real. Like they should have been
doing this earlier. Like it's always meant to happen.
(Mika nearly stops himself from thinking of the word dating. The word just
seems so petty and small compared to what he feels for Yuu-chan. With Yuu-chan,
it's as if everything's connected, meant to happen—like one of those cliché
soulmate things that you hear about when you're kids. He never cared for
them... But with Yuu-chan, he can see it. He can definitely see it.)
Every nerve in his body sparks when Yuu starts to stroke his ears.
Mika whimpers, not expecting it at all, and unconsciously dips closer to Yuu
before he can stop himself.
“I always forget your ears are pointed...” Yuu mutters, seemingly unaware of
how he's affecting the vampire. He continues to play with his ears, running a
finger across the outer shell much to Mika's horror (pleasure, pleasure,
pleasure).
“Y-Yeah...” Mika gulps. “I... I hate them.”
Innocent as ever, Yuu tilts his head. “Why?”
“I don't know... I-I guess it's because they just look so... inhuman? It's easy
to forget my red eyes because that's just a colour... but the ears are actually
a different shape. They stick out more.”
Yuu frowns. “You hide them with your hair anyway.”
“That's exactly why.”
“Oh.”
Yuu pauses for a bit, pulling his hand away as if he's worried he's done
something wrong, and then, much to Mika's surprise, he twirls a wet lock of
blond hair around his finger and tucks it behind the pointed ear.
“You look nice when you tuck it behind your ears though—n-not that you don't
look nice normally!” Yuu averts his eyes away, covering his face in an attempt
to hide his blush.
Mika's probably blushing himself... He feels warm all over.
“R-Really?” he stutters. His hand moves up to tuck his hair behind his ears
although Yuu's already done it. “You... You really think so?”
“Yeah... You... Y-You look really... n-nice...”
Mika blushes even more. He never thought the word nicecould mean so much to
him, but hey, if it's coming from Yuu-chan then of course it would.
“Hey.” Yuu pokes him on his shoulder. “Stay still, okay?”
He may as well have been cemented there. Mika freezes, eyes widening when Yuu
leans closer. At first, Mika thinks he's going to kiss him. He closes his eyes,
expecting lips to touch his—and then jolts when he feels something wet touch
his ear.
“Y-Yuu-chan!” Mika opens his eyes. He doesn't think he's ever blushed so much
in his entire life as soon as he realises that Yuu is actually licking his
earlobe.
“You did this to me... so...” Yuu-chan's voice down his ear is nervous and
husky. It makes him shiver, and that's definitely not because they're currently
sprawled in the shower.
He thinks he's melting. He must be melting. Mika squirms when he feels Yuu lick
his ear, from the earlobe to the pointed tip, nipping slightly with his teeth.
For once in his life, Mika's thankful for his vampire ears. Very thankful.
And then Yuu pulls away, spluttering and wiping his mouth with the back of his
hand.
“I think I just swallowed some shampoo,” he blanches, still spitting. “Remind
me not to do that when we're in the shower.”
That's all it takes for Mika to throw his head back and laugh. He doesn't think
he's ever felt so happy and light before in his entire life and it's all thanks
to this dork in front of him. No longer able to help himself, Mika grabs Yuu's
face and kisses him.
“SHAMPOO!” Yuu yells, pushing him away. “You're covered in shampoo! I can taste
it!”
Mika smirks. “Maybe you need some shampoo now as well, huh?”
And so, Mika squeezes some into his hand and wrestles Yuu to the floor, pinning
him down whilst every death threat is spewed at him. Still, it's worth it.
So worth it.
 
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One hour and a dozen more bruises later, Mika and Yuu finally drop back down on
the bed, fully dressed and smelling of strawberry scented shampoo. It's safe to
say that Yuu-chan's probably in no rush to ever share a shower with him any
time soon, but Mika still thinks it was worth it. Anything to see Yuu-chan
being flustered, after all.
They're about to settle back down into the blanket when Mika suddenly remembers
the state of the bed.
“No, wait.” He grabs Yuu's hand. “Your sheets are dirty.”
Yuu blinks. “Huh? What do you mean?”
Mika looks at him as if he's grown another head. “Have you forgotten what we
did on that bed?”
All it takes is for Yuu to blush in order to answer that question. The vampire
snickers, shaking his head to himself.
“Sleep with me,” Mika tells him.
Yuu narrows his eyes.
“Is this another 'do me' thing? Because if it is—”
“No, you idiot. I meant sleep. On my bed. Since yours is all... dirty.”
“Wait. Where are you going to sleep?”
“On... my bed... too?”
Yuu scratches his head. “With me on it?”
Honestly, Yuu-chan can be so slow sometimes. It's taking all of Mika's strength
to stop himself from grabbing his shoulders and shaking some sense into him.
“Yes... Unless you don't want to—”
“NO! I don't mind!” Yuu splutters. “But I have to warn you that I move a lot
when I sleep...”
“I know, Yuu-chan. Remember, we used to sleep together back in the orphanage?”
Recollection dawns on Yuu's face. He laughs under his breath, green eyes
dancing ever so prettily.
“I think I'm worse now—but don't say I didn't warn you.”
“I think I can handle it, Yuu-chan,” Mika retorts, rolling his eyes. He's dealt
with far worse things in life, after all. Surely, Yuu-chan's sleeping habits
won't even join that Listof ThingsConvincing Mika that Life Hates Him.
 
 
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Come three hours and Mika's still awake, staring at the ceiling with all the
regret he has in the world. He ends up with a foot on his face and Yuu-chan's
snores threatening to destroy his eardrums.
Never again, he thinks as he pushes Yuu's foot away from him. Never. Again.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     A lot of people wanted the shower scene written so here you go! Of
     course, Mika and Yuu are two dorks who probably end up hurting
     themselves instead of being cute and lovey dovey in the shower
     so..... yeah. They're A Mess. I like to think that Mikayuu are both
     equally shy and awkward with each other, so they'll tend to have
     moments where they're both stuttering and blushing because... come
     on... they're teenagers with hormones. It's too cute to pass up on
     awkward scenes.
     People have also been asking how long I plan for this story to be...
     I'm aiming for at least over twenty chapters depending on how long I
     can keep this up. I think I have a general idea of how to end this
     story anyway, so we'll see.
***** Us *****
Chapter Summary
     After a horrible argument with Mika, Yuu's determined to somehow make
     it up to him. So determined that he's willing to listen to Shinoa's
     advice.
Chapter Notes
     6,512 words. I was so tempted to cut this in half but I guessed that
     people would want the smut, sooooooooo....... Yeah. Enjoy :)))
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It's weird to think that one month has passed and nothing has barely changed.
Well, Yuu says nothing for simplicity's sake. There have been changes, really
good changes that he's glad have happened. For one, a month of being lovey-
dovey(That's what Mika calls it. Let's get lovey-dovey, Yuu-chan. Shut up,
Mika.) with Mika means that he's gotten used to all the romantic shit the
vampire likes to throw at him. Ha! No more blushing Yuu, that's for certain.
Well, not as much anyway.
Besides, Shinoa's advice with the whole relationships thing was complete and
utter bullshit anyway. Uke and seme? Why the fuck did Yuu listen to her in the
first place? It was nothing like that! If anything, him being in a relationship
with Mika was basically the same as before... only with kissing and... other
stuff.
Despite all that, there's still one thing that Mika refuses to do.
Go outside.
Ugh. It's not even about their relationship anymore—it's just Mika being a
stubborn asshole and refusing to trust anyone else but him. They've been living
together for almost half a year now and Yuu can count the amount of times
Mika's gone outside using one hand. Literally. One. Hand.
The whole town even knows they're together now—no thanks to Shinoa and her huge
mouth. Yuu rolls his eyes at the memory, secretly still holding a grudge for
Shinoa's inability to keep her mouth shut.
“I'm... I'm with Mika now,” Yuu blurts out one day.
His friends slowly turn to look at him one by one. He doesn't blame them for
the initial confusion on their faces. Prior to him randomly saying that out
loud, they were all pestering Kimizuki to dye his hair a different colour aside
from pink.
“What's this got to do with you wanting me to dye my hair green?” Kimizuki
asks, his voice still annoyed. “And no, I'm not doing it.”
“No! It's got nothing to do with that! I don't give a shit about your hair—”
“Then why the fuck have you been annoying me about it for the past fifteen
minutes!”
“Listen, shut up!” Yuu shakes his fist, wishing to drive it into that idiot's
face. “I'm trying to tell you all that I'm with Mika!”
“We know, stupid Yuu.” Mitsuba rolls her eyes. “You've been living with him
for—”
“NO! I meant as intogether!”
“Oh, forgive us for not knowing the difference between together andtogether...”
Kimizuki the eternal asshole says with dripping sarcasm.
Yuu's literally vibrating with anger.
Shinoa interrupts them with her usual laugh. She smirks at Yuu, her eyes
glinting an evil aura that he's all too aware of.
Oh shit.
“I think Yuu-san means that he's finally stopped seeing Mika-san as his
family,” Shinoa says, grinning. “He's in luuurve!”
“SHUT UP—”
“Oh. That.” Mitsuba shrugs, returning her attention to the book she was reading
before. Her casualness throws Yuu off guard—hell,everyone'scasualness does.
Kimizuki just sighs and turns to Yoichi instead, who starts a conversation with
him about what his favourite food is. Shinoa adjusts the ribbon in her hair, no
longer smirking at him like she wants to ruin his life.
“What?” Yuu blinks. “Why... Why aren't you guys reacting?”
Shinoa sighs. “It was so obvious. Even Lieutenant Colonel Guren was starting to
get hints, so we had to tell him too.”
“YOU DID WHAT?”
Yuu lurches from his seat, lunging for Shinoa. Laughter fills the air as she
literally skips out of the way, ducking behind Yoichi who looks lost and a
little freaked out.
“We just wanted to see how long it would take you to tell us yourself!” she
says, peeking out from behind Yoichi.
“Who else knows?!”
The silence that follows makes Yuu freeze with horror. He notices that all of
his friends are now avoiding his eyes, looking more interested at the floor or
the ceiling.
Yuu grinds his teeth together. “Who. Else. Knows.”
No one answers.
He narrows his eyes at Yoichi, who immediately flinches as if he has been hit.
“Yoichi.”
“Y-Yuu-kun, I—”
“TELL ME—”
Kimizuki groans, rising from his seat to stomp towards Yuu's direction. By
instinct, Yuu's learnt to square up his shoulders and clench his fists whenever
the pink asshole does this.
“Everyone knows, alright?” Kimizuki tells him. “Shinoa blurted it out in front
of the squad leaders.”
A soft giggle sounds from Shinoa's direction.
Yuu sees red.
“SHINOA, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
Sighing, Yuu shakes himself out of that memory before he starts regretting his
decision to keep Shinoa alive. Anyway. He's getting sidetracked. The point is
that thanks to Shinoa, the entire town knows he's with Mika. Obviously, the
initial reaction to that wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't something Yuu cared
about. He was happy, Mika was happy; that's all that matters, right?
BUT. What also matters is that Mika stops being such a stubborn piece of shit
and just leave the house already! It's starting to worry Yuu; the fact that
Mika refuses to trust anyone but him. He knows the vampire still sees every
human as a threat and that mostly everyone in this town trusts little of him in
return.
Yuu just wishes that Mika will understand that maybe, just maybe, if he leaves
the house and actually make effort to trust the humans, then perhaps things
will be easier. Perhaps he'll be happier.
Mika keeps insisting that all he needs is him to be happy.
It should flatter him, it really should, but all Yuu can think of is that Mika
should find happiness in other things. He should be happy because of himself.
And so, after arguing with his mentality over this, Yuu finds himself in front
of Sayuri's newly opened café. Earlier this week, he heard that his former
teacher had now opened a small café in the middle of town and was currently
looking for people who wanted a job. It seemed like a perfect idea at the time.
Mika was good at cleaning and cooking; this job was made for him.
Yuu takes a deep breath before entering. As soon as he steps in, the smell of
coffee hits him. He breathes it in, sighing deeply and convincing himself that
this is going to help Mika. Yes, Mika would want to kill him after finding out,
but it's still going to help. He'll accept it.
Eventually.
The first thing he notices is that Guren's there with Shinya. Just that alone
nearly makes Yuu spin around and leave the café.
“Yuu?”
Fuck. Too late. Guren's seen him.
Do it for Mika. Do it for Mika. Even though Mika probably doesn't want you to
do this. At all.
Not helping. His brain is not helping.
Well, it's too late to turn back now anyway. Yuu walks forward, amazed he can
look at Guren straight in the eyes considering how nervous he is.
“Is something wrong?” Shinya asks, his voice softer than Guren's entire
presence. Yuu decides to focus on him instead; at least he looks more
welcoming.
“Uh, I was looking for Sayuri... for the job thing...”
At this, Guren puts down his mug of coffee and frowns at him. Hard.
“You're looking for a job?” he asks, his voice so incredulous that Yuu's
offended.
“Not me, stupid Guren!” Yuu snaps. “I-I was thinking that maybe Mika would be
good for this job.”
It's a good thing Guren's not drinking his coffee anymore because he chokes on
air as soon as Mika's name leaves Yuu's mouth.
“The vampire kid? Mika? Working? Here?” Guren snorts. He picks up his cup and
starts drinking again.
It takes all of Yuu's strength not to smash the cup against his face.
“Hmm... I think it's a nice idea,” Shinya says, smiling gently. Just like that,
Yuu's body is filled with shining, bright hope. “I don't think Sayuri would
mind either. She's been saying that she needs help running this place.”
Guren shakes his head. “Pfft, but the vampire? Can you imagine him serving
drinks here? Serving humans?”
In the back of his head, Yuu imagines Mika wearing a frilly black apron whilst
serving him a cup of tea.
Nice.
“I think we should give him a chance,” Shinya says, shrugging when Guren looks
at him like he's insane.
“Give who a chance?”
All three of them look up to find Sayuri returning behind the counter, carrying
a tray of cupcakes that makes Yuu's mouth water. He's going to have to buy a
few of those before he leaves. Maybe it's a good idea to give some to Mika as a
peace offering too—oh, wait, shit. Mika doesn't eat food. Never mind.
“Yuu wants you to consider employing his vampire boyfriend into your café,”
Guren tells her.
Sayuri places the cupcakes down, tilting her head in thought for a moment.
“Mika-kun? Is he willing to work here?”
Yuu nods as fast as he can. “Er, yeah! He's really good at cooking and
cleaning! It's all he does at home, so he'll be perfect for this job!”
“Are you sure that's not because youcan't cook or clean so he's always the one
stuck doing—”
“Shut up, stupid Guren. No one asked you.” Yuu narrows his eyes at the older
man. It would be much easier if Guren and Shinya weren't here—okay, maybe
Shinya can stay since he wasn't doing anything but watch them with amused eyes.
“Be nice, Guren,” Shinya says, sighing. Even though his words sound
exasperated, there's a soft smile on his face that makes Yuu want to roll his
eyes.
“Shut up, Shinya,” Guren retorts back, scowling even more when the only
response he gets is Shinya's laugh.
Sayuri interrupts them with a gentle but nervous laugh of her own.
“If Mika-kun wants the job then he's welcome to come here and try it out. I
won't say no to more help. Tell him he can drop by next Monday.”
Yuu wants to hug her, however he's not sure if she'll appreciate a random
embrace from a former student so he makes do with sending her a gigantic grin.
“Great! I'll be sure to tell him that!”
Now, if only Mika won't freak out as much as Yuu dreads he will...
 
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As soon as Yuu enters the house, he knows within the space of two seconds that
Mika's cooking as per usual. It brings a smile to his face; Mika cooking is
something he's gotten so used to over these past few months that Yuu thinks it
would be wrong if the sight didn't greet him whenever he returned home. He's
always impressed that despite being a vampire, the meals that Mika cooks are
actually edible—and not just edible, but really, really good. How he manages to
do that without tasting anything is a mystery; even more so considering that
the last time Yuu tried to cook, he ended up food poisoning Guren with a cake.
He deserved it though.
Yuu makes his way to the kitchen, smiling wider as he listens to Mika humming
to himself whilst he cooks. Hearing his footsteps, the vampire turns around and
beams, fangs peeking out from his lips.
Isn't it weird how, just a year ago, the sight of a vampire's fangs would have
angered Yuu? Now, he thinks it's kind of cute on Mika. Then again, Mika can
make anything look good. He could be wearing a plastic bag and he'd still look
as handsome as ever...
“Did you miss me?” Yuu says as he walks towards him.
Mika laughs, gentle and soft. “I always do.”
More laughter spills from their lips. Yuu doesn't even know why he's laughing,
but just the sight of Mika makes him all warm and giddy and, to be frank, kinda
disgusting because everything feels so cliché and typical.
Oh well. He wouldn't change it for the world.
He tugs on Mika's hand, pulls the vampire closer and places a soft kiss on his
lips.
“What are you cooking?” he asks. “It smells nice.”
Mika lifts the lid of the pot. The strong waft of tomatoes hits Yuu before he
even looks over Mika's shoulder. Sure enough, it's pasta bubbling in the pot,
the colour of red so stark and bright that Yuu wonders just how many tomatoes
Mika's added into the sauce.
“Now go,” Mika says, poking him in the ribs. “You're distracting me.”
Obedient as ever, Yuu stays on the spot. He still hasn't told Mika that he's
kindlygiven him a job and he's not exactly sure how the fuck he's meant to
bring it up without Mika freaking out on him.
Maybe it's a good idea to tell him after dinner. He has a feeling Mika will
refuse to serve him food if he's pissed off enough.
Although... Yuu doesn't think he can eat at this rate anyway. Just hiding it
from Mika now is enough to make him feel anxious.
Sighing, he wraps his arms around his boyfriend and rests his chin on his
shoulder, breathing in the light scent of apple scented body wash and the pasta
being cooked. Not really a good combination but it's still comforting to Yuu.
“Yuu-chan...” Mika sighs too, the smile on his face betraying his apparent
exasperation.
Maybe if Yuu makes out with him then Mika would be so turned on that he
wouldn't care once he finds out that he's got a job with the humans.
It's a pretty plausible plan.
He hopes.
Yuu grabs Mika's face and brings their lips together. It catches the vampire by
surprise, his gasp muffled as Yuu pushes his tongue into Mika's mouth and
deepens the kiss before he can even think of pushing away. Thankfully, it's not
long until Mika relaxes into it, his pasta long forgotten and the two teenagers
all too caught up to care about the possibility of their house burning down.
“Yuu-chan...” Mika whines when their lips part for air. He leans in again,
desperate to continue but Yuu looks into his eyes and says the first thing his
brain grasps.
“You have a job now.”
Mika pauses. And stares at him.
Yuu screams internally.
“Excuse me?” Mika says, leaning back to take a good look at his face. “I have a
what?”
Shit. Shit shit shit SHIT SHIT.
“A-A job... Erm, at Sayuri's café. Congratulations!”
Fuck.
Yuu watches in horror as Mika's face slowly morphs from confusion to
realisation. And then those red eyes narrow at him and Yuu knows that his
lifespan is going to be cut in half because of this upcoming conversation.
“What have you done?” Mika asks, his voice laced with steel.
Fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK.
“Just... Just decided to... h-help you out!” Yuu forces a laugh that dies as
soon as he catches Mika's deadpan glare. “I, er, thought that... you would...
be good at the job. I mean, you're really good at cooking and cleaning—”
“So you thought that applying me for a job behind my back was a good idea?”
Oh shit. Mika's raising his voice. And he's turned around and switched the
cooker off. Fuck. Gulping, Yuu tries not to fidget on the spot, racking his
brain for a good enough argument that will miraculously convince the vampire
that this is a good idea. It is a good idea, Mika just needs to stop being so
stubborn.
“If I told you, you wouldn't have listened to me anyway!” Yuu retorts, raising
his voice as well. “You would have just refused!”
Mika groans, running a hand through his blond curls. It's something he always
does when he's stressed or angry.
“Don't you think I have the right to refuse? You still shouldn't have done this
behind my back!”
“I was trying to help!” Yuu cries, throwing his hands into the air. “You can't
just stay in the house forever, Mika. The war ended over half a year ago and
you're still refusing to move on—”
“Move on? Move on?” Something flashes in Mika's red eyes. Something that tells
Yuu he's probably chosen the wrong words. “That's easy for you to say! You're
human, Yuu! No one stares at you when you walk outside! No one thinks you're a
filthy monster who doesn't deserve to live in peace with the—”
“You know that's not true!” Yuu interrupts. It's taking all of his strength not
to grab Mika by his shoulders and shake some sense into him. “Who gives a shit
what anyone thinks? Why are you letting them control your life? You can't hide
inside the house forever, Mika! Stop running away!”
A harsh laugh escapes Mika's lips. It's unlike any of his other laughs in the
past and it's in these rare times that Yuu realises just how much Mika's
changed.
“And what? Do you think that me serving tea and coffee to all those humans is
going to make everything better?” The vampire smirks, but his eyes are cold and
bitter. “Don't be so naïve.”
Yuu grits his teeth. Naïve. Naïve.He knows that, yes, he can be reckless and
idealistic—maybe even too much at times, but the fact that Mika's going so far
to belittle them as being naïve actually fucking hurts.
“Being naïve is fucking better than being too scared to leave the house just
because of some humans who don't even matter.”
As soon as those words leave his mouth, Mika's eyes widen, his lips parting in
shock. For a second, Yuu's ashamed to admit that he feels a sense of
accomplishment before it eventually turns into regret. He wants to apologize,
tell Mika that he let his anger get away with him, but the vampire's already
taken a step back.
“I'm a vampire. A full vampire. I've stopped ageing. I don't eat. I rely on you
for blood. My body doesn't move on. I'm scared of moving on when everything and
everyone is just going to leave me behind! And yes, it matters to me because
every time I see the humans living their lives peacefully, I'm reminded that I
can never have that. I'm reminded that even though I try to be happy and ignore
everything, the fact still stands that I'm a filthy bloodsucker.” Mika looks
away, his shoulders shaking. Whether it's from anger or to stop himself from
crying, Yuu's not sure. “I suppose you wouldn't understand. You're human after
all.”
He sighs. And turns around, walking away.
Yuu's heart lurches. He grabs onto Mika's hand, a thousand apologies hanging
off his tongue.
Mika snatches his hand away and glares at him. His crimson eyes dig into Yuu,
filled with raw anger and hurt.
“Leave me alone, Yuu.”
The intensity of his glare stops Yuu from moving. He stays on the spot,
watching as Mika leaves without another glance or word.
He's still on the same spot by the time he hears Mika slamming his bedroom door
close.
Minutes tick away and Yuu replays their argument in his head, hating himself
more and more for being so selfish. He shouldn't have said those things,
especially knowing that the future is a sensitive topic for Mika. Ugh! Stupid!
Yuu groans, stressfully running a hand through his dark hair. He'll give Mika
some space for a few days. And then he'll find a way to make it up to him.
Somehow.
 
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One week later and Mika's still giving him the silent treatment, so much so
that Yuu's desperate enough to stoop to the lowest of the low. He can't believe
he's actually doing this but then again, what else can he do? He's pretty much
clueless when it comes to How to Cheer Up your Vampire Boyfriend After Pissing
Him Off and the only person he can think of getting help from is... is...
Well.
“Shinoa, please help me,” Yuu begs, not caring anymore. “He won't talk to me at
all! I don't think he's even looked at me either! I don't know how to make it
up to him!”
The purple haired girl looks at him with exaggerated pity and rolls her eyes.
She sighs, taking her sweet time in nibbling on her cupcake whilst Yuu waits
for her response with wavering faith. He's lucky she even bothered to meet him
out here... although it's not like he gave her much of a choice. He doesn't
think it's easy to ignore someone when they knock on your door at eight in the
morning, demanding that you help them.
And so, here they are at Sayuri's café; Shinoa with a collection of cupcakes
she made Yuu pay for (as compensation for dragging her out of the house so
early) and Yuu with the slow, sneaking thought that he probably should have
asked for help from someone else.
“Have you tried making it up to him yet?” Shinoa asks once she's finished her
blueberry cupcake.
Yuu winces. “I'm not sure how to... Every time I look at him, he just seems so
angry and I'm worried I'll end up saying something worse. You know how I am.”
Nodding, Shinoa lets out a smirk.
“True. You're useless with words.”
He ignores that.
“Luckily, I'm an amazing friend and I know just the right thing to get Mika-san
to forgive you!”
She winks at him. If that didn't send a bolt of panic through him, then her
rummaging through her bag afterwards certainly did.
Shinoa slams a handful of magazines onto the table with a resounding thud,
grabbing the attention of nearby customers. Yuu wants to shrink and die, but
decides to focus his attention on the magazines instead.
Wait.
Those aren't magazines.
His eyes widen as he takes in shiny covers of pretty anime boys looking into
each other's eyes or holding hands or, in some cases, making out. The words
YAOIand R18 are printed all over the covers, flashing in his brain like an
alarm trying to wake him from this living nightmare.
Yuu jerks back, nearly knocking over his cup of tea.
“What the FUCK, Shinoa!” he yells out. “BL MANGA?”
Shinoa brings finger to her lips and motions behind him. Dread fills Yuu's
veins as he realises that they're still in public and screaming the words BL
MANGA with people around to witness it is probably a very, very bad idea.
He shrinks into his chair, feeling his ears burn.
“Anywaaaay,” Shinoa sings out, giggling behind her hand. She opens one of the
manga and shows a very explicit page of two boys doing... stuff.
“This!” she says, brown eyes filled with a determination Yuu's frightened of.
“This is how you get Mika-san to forgive you.”
Yuu stares at her. She's actually serious. She has actually come into a café
with him, a bag full of BL manga slung around her shoulders and is now
proposing that fornication is something that will somehow make Mika forgive
him.
Yuu stands up.
“Bye, I'm leaving—”
“Oh, but Yuu-san... Don't you want to make Mika-san feel good?”
Yuu freezes on the spot. His brain betrays him by flashing images of Mika's
blushing face; a sight that he doesn't see enough if you ask him.
“Don't you think that it's time you stopped being a cherry boy and—”
In less than a second, Yuu's sat back down on the chair and grabbed the nearest
manga he can reach.
“Alright,” he says, looking at her straight in the eyes. “What do you suggest I
should do?”
 
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Later in the evening, Yuu returns to the sight of his puppy rushing for him,
barking excitedly and jumping on the spot. He smiles. At least this Mika is
pleased to see him. Gently, he picks the puppy up into his arms and strokes its
head, laughing when he gets licked across the face.
The house is quiet, as it has been for the past week or so. He's no longer
greeted by the sight of Mika cooking or waiting for him.
Sighing, Yuu places his puppy down and nods to himself. He's going to change
that though. Tonight, Mika's going to forgive him. He thinks.
He hopes.
His eyes trail upstairs. Mika's probably in his room as usual, huh? Usually,
Yuu would be cursing at that fact, but this time it's actually a good thing
he's there. That just makes things easier.
He makes his way upstairs, his pulse growing louder with each step he takes.
Mika's bedroom door looms on the other side of the corridor, reminding him that
this can either go really well or terribly bad... He's just praying that Mika's
going to cooperate because fuck, thinking about what he's going to do is making
him nervous.
Yuu can't believe he's actually going to go along with this but...
He'd be lying if he didn't say he was excited too.
So, with that in mind, he strides over to Mika's room and pushes his door open
without another thought. The first thing he sees is Mika sitting on his bed,
stroking his cat whilst reading a book Yuu's sure he's already finished three
times. He resists the urge to glare at the kitten, although still feels bitter
that the cat's been with Mika more this week than he has.
Hmph.
His eyes meet Mika's, who sits up straighter and raises an eyebrow at him,
waiting. Fuck. Yuu's pulse quickens as the silence stretches on and it dawns on
him that Mika's not going to say anything so he's going to have to start things
off.
Fuck. All of the confidence he's built up is slowly crumbling away. He's this
close to bolting out of the room, but he reminds himself that this is his fault
in the first place. At the very least, he has to try something.
What does he say though?
Panicking, Yuu forgets saying anything and rushes forward. Fuck it. Fuck words.
He'll just go straight into it.
“Yuu—”
Mika's cut off as Yuu climbs onto the bed and pushes him down, covering his
lips with his mouth. The kitten hisses at them, jumping out of Mika's arms just
in time and scurrying out of the room. Good. Yuu didn't really feel like doing
this in front of the cat anyway. Underneath him, Mika squirms, clawing at his
shirt either as a way to push him off or pull him closer. It's hard to tell,
but Yuu doesn't stop anyway. He pushes himself closer so that every line of
their bodies are touching and Mika's soon panting into the kiss, returning it
with just as much excitement as he had hoped. He feels Mika's lips parting; Yuu
takes that as an invitation to let his tongue inside, grazing the vampire's
fangs, enough to make him shudder but not enough to draw blood.
He pulls away, still leaning against Mika's forehead.
“I'm sorry,” Yuu blurts out, his voice hardly working with him. “I-I'll make it
up to you. Now.”
Mika blinks. “What?”
Yuu doesn't bother answering. He kisses Mika again, sliding their lips together
desperately, because he needs to be forgiven, because he's missed Mika and
because he likes the sound of the vampire panting underneath him.
His hands find Mika's shirt, unbuttoning it as fast as he can with trembling
fingers. He tugs on it, fumbling; Mika rushes to sit up, helping him pull the
shirt off whilst still locked into their kiss. In the back of his mind, Yuu's
relieved that Mika's cooperating and not pushing him away like he had expected.
It seems they both want similar things after all.
He eases Mika back down onto the bed, running his hands up and down the hard
planes of his stomach. The vampire hums in approval, pulling away from their
kiss to take in some air, his shuddering breaths turning Yuu on more than he
had expected.
“Yuu-chan...” Mika moans, gulping and licking his lips. “I-I missed you...”
Just like that, Yuu's heart blossoms and thumps painfully hard against his
ribs. He smiles, relieved beyond words, and kisses Mika on his forehead, tastes
the light tang of sweat already there.
“I missed you too. So, so much, Mika...” Yuu kisses him again, smiling against
Mika's lips. “I shouldn't have said all those things. I'm sorry—”
Mika shakes his head. “No, I overreacted. You were just trying to help.”
“So... you're not mad at me anymore?”
The smile that Mika gives him is tender. “How can I be after what you just
did?”
Ah.
Yuu leans back, trying his best not to let out a shitty grin.
“I'm not done yet, you know,” he mutters.
Mika frowns. “Done with what?”
This time, Yuu lets out a smirk. He dips closer, grazing his lips against
Mika's and grins when the vampire's eyes widen.
“You'll see,” he says and closes the gap between their lips again.
He's not sure who moans first, whether it's Mika or him or both of them, but
Yuu pulls away to trail kisses down his boyfriend's neck, tastes the sweat and
lust beading on his skin, listens to the way his name is shuddered out.
“Y-Yuu-chan... Yes...” Mika cranes his neck and digs his fingers into Yuu's
shoulders.
Pale, milky skin glistens before him; Yuu kisses it again, and then decides
that he should probably stop kissing so much and actually do some of the things
that Shinoa's damn BL manga showed.
Touch the dick. Touch the dick touch the dick TOUCH THE DICK.
Yuu's hand grabs it. Below him, Mika cries out, nearly jumping off the bed and
taking Yuu with him. Luckily, Yuu's pinned him down with his legs but it's
taking all of his mental strength not to roll off the bed, crawl into a corner
and think about what he just did.
Idiot! You fucking punched it! IDIOT.
Okay.
Start again.
Gently, Yuu rubs his palm over the bulge, studying Mika's face when his lips
slowly part, fangs glistening as he pants with each stroke. His cheeks are
flushed pink, eyes tightly closed and chest heaving with large breaths.
Yuu gulps. Fuck. He doesn't think he's ever seen Mika like this—at least not
because it was him doing the... stuff instead of it being the other way around.
Yeah, he really needs to do this more often because the sight of Mika's face
right now... It's definitely something he can get used to.
Yuu's lips tug into a smile as he unzips Mika's jeans and pulls out his cock,
earning another strangled cry from the vampire.
“Y-Yuu-chan!” Mika gasps. “F-Fuck...”
Right. Faced with a dick (and a very hard one at that), Yuu's first thought is
How the fuck did Shinoa convince me into doing this? and the second and much,
much more important thought is a simple question he's perhaps always pondered
about at the back of his mind but never thought about bringing into reality.
Until now.
Just how far can he bring Mika... What will he look like...?
Yuu licks his lips. He teases a finger over the leaking slit, watching as the
vampire reacts instantly.
“Y-Yes... Yuu-chan, p-please...” Mika begs, thrusting into his hand. The sight
of that alone almost drives Yuu over the edge. He feels himself harden
painfully, tight against his own jeans.
“Alright,” Yuu says, amazed he can speak. “If you say so...”
He wraps his hand around Mika's dick and strokes it, slowly at first and then
faster as his boyfriend's moans grow louder and louder with each movement. The
vampire's voice is a messy string of Yes and Yuu-chan,spurring Yuu on to
quicken his pace, now using both his hands to pump Mika until he's screaming
for him to hurry, go faster, harder. Tempting, yes, but Yuu keeps his pace as
it is, inclined to watch Mika's face contort into need and want, raw lust
burning into his red eyes.
“Yuu-chan, please!” Mika whines, his head falling back against the pillows.
“Wait a second,” Yuu insists.
“I-I can't... You're driving me insane.”
Yuu grins, ignores the way his own cheeks flush at Mika's words.
“Good. It's about damn time,” he says.
Not willing to wait any longer, Yuu pulls himself down, running his fingers
across Mika's sides as he brings his face straight in front of his groin. He
grabs Mika's dick again, breathes over it, listens to the vampire gasping as
realisation dawns on him.
“Wait, are you—?”
“Yeah,” Yuu says, refusing to look up in case he betrays himself by blushing
like the idiot he is. “Now shut up.”
He doesn't give Mika time to say anything else. Yuu darts his tongue out,
licking the tip of his length. The taste of salt and sweat coats his tongue;
it's not really something Yuu cares about at this moment, not when Mika's voice
cracks and one of his hands bury themselves into Yuu's hair, pushing his head
down slightly.
“O-Oh... Y-Yes, Yuu-chan,” Mika moans, gripping his hair tighter. The way he
moans out his name is something Yuu can definitely stand to hear more; he loves
it, it's addicting, makes him feel damn good for being able to do this to his
boyfriend—Mika, Mika the idiot who's usually so composed and calm.
Mika, who was now a writhing mess below him, begging him for more, sweat
dripping down his forehead, mouth parted open as his pants reverberate around
the room, his legs trembling against Yuu's shoulders.
Not one to keep his boyfriend waiting any longer, Yuu takes Mika into his mouth
as far as he can. Part of him thinks that maybe he should have taken it easy,
inch by inch, but he wanted Mika to feel good—he didn't want it easy.
He wants to drive his boyfriend mad.
So, Yuu bobs his head down until he feels the urge to gag, hears Mika scream
out and pull on his hair, hard, but the pain urges him forward. His hands grip
the remaining length that he's unable to cover with his mouth and he sucks,
strokes at the same time, sucks harder, strokes more, all the while listening
to Mika lose himself below him.
“A-Ah! F-Fuck!” Mika chokes, thrusting into his mouth. Yuu gags, the tip of
Mika's dick hitting the back of his throat. Tears prickle at the corner of his
eyes but he doesn't stop; instead bobbing his head more vigorously, twisting
his hands around the girth in unison. He soon gets the hang of it, soon
understands that Mika lovesit when he sucks harder, hallows his cheeks around
his dick.
Shaking, Yuu digs his own hand into his pants, freeing his erection. It's
almost painful, but he knows now's not the time to focus on himself.
Still doesn't stop him from stroking his own length, moaning around Mika and
shuddering against his body.
“Y-Yuu-chan, please, I-I'm so close...” Mika begs, his trembling hand pushing
down on his boyfriend's head. Yuu nods, teeth grazing against Mika's sensitive
skin so that the vampire hisses, arching his back.
He hums, likes the way his lips vibrate against the veins of Mika's dick, loves
the way Mika grips harder on his hair, digs his fingers down his scalp. Time to
finish it, Yuu thinks, and groans as he takes more of Mika in, nudging the back
of his throat with the tip. He sucks harder, as hard as Mika wants, and strokes
himself with equal fervour. Mika thrusts, twitching under him, telling Yuu that
he's a second close, so, so close. The room echoes with Mika's cries and Yuu
choking as he tries to take as much as he can, just enough to finally send his
boyfriend over the edge.
Mika thrashes, back arching off the bed, every limb of his body trembling at
his nearing climax.
“Yes! Hn, j-just like that! Yes! Ah, ah, Y-Yuu—I'm g-going to—” Mika's words
are cut off with a throaty moan. He jerks, thrusts one more time and releases
into Yuu's mouth.
Hot liquid jets into his throat. Yuu swallows, his eyes never leaving Mika's.
This is a sight he never wants to forget.
Sweat glistened and red-faced, his blond hair a tousled mess, swollen lips,
saliva dripping down his chin; he never thought he'd see Mika like this but
damn.
Yuu pulls away, wipes off the cum dripping down his chin. He's still hard,
painfully so, but he keeps his eyes on Mika's panting face and begins to stroke
himself again.
Tiredly, Mika tries to heft himself up with his elbows, watching him with half-
lidded eyes. It's the heat of the moment, the desperation for climax, Yuu
thinks as he pumps himself harder, letting Mika watch him.
He moans, swaying forward, closes his eyes when he feels the heat pooling in
his gut.
“M-Mika...” he whines, remembers that said person is literally in front of him,
watching him touch himself.
That thought spikes excitement through him. He can hear Mika's ragged breaths
amidst his own pleasure, a background noise that spurs him on rather than
embarrass him. He quickens his pace, moans louder just for Mika to hear. He
wants Mika to hear, he wants Mika to watch. And yes, he's probably going to be
horrified at this the next morning but Yuu doesn't give a shit as he feels his
brain cloud over with each stroke he gives himself.  
"Ah, M-Mika... Ahh," he whines, his cheeks hot, everything in this room
burning hot.
Yuu gasps, thrusts three more times into his hand and comes. Ropes of cum
splatter against his hand and Mika's thighs. He screams out Mika's name and the
room spins for a moment, a century. Yuu falls forward, twitches against the
vampire's body, breathes hard, and sighs when he feels arms encircle around his
weakened state.
“You're amazing,” Mika whispers into his ear.
Yuu has enough strength to smirk.
“I know,” he says, falling asleep straight away.
 
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When he wakes up, he's surprised to find Mika leaning over him, that same,
tender smile he's missed now returning to greet him in the morning. Yuu groans,
rubbing his eyes and returning it in his own drowsy way.
“Good morning,” he yawns.
“Certainly a very good morning,” Mika says, the grin on his face so sweet that
Yuu wonders if he's still dreaming.
“Hmm...” Yuu rolls over in the bed, burying his head into the pillows even
more. As cute as Mika is, he'd really prefer it if he got more sleep. Probably
for the entire day if life would let him.
He hears his boyfriend laughing and then feels the light patting of a hand on
his shoulder.
“I'll leave you to sleep then,” the vampire says. “Get your rest, you did... a
lot last night.”
“Shut up!” Yuu cries into his pillow. “You liked it.”
“I did. I really did.”
Thank god his face is currently buried into the bed because he refuses to let
Mika see him blushing now.
“I just thought I'd tell you that I thought about the job... and I think I'll
do it.”
That's enough to wake Yuu up. He sits up, a bit too quickly, and wobbles on the
spot as his surroundings spin around him for a moment.
“Wait, what?” he asks, blinking rapidly. “Seriously?”
Nodding, Mika brings a hand to stroke Yuu's cheek, his eyes showing a
gentleness that makes the raven haired boy all gooey inside.
“For you,” he says. “I'll do it for you.”
Yuu frowns. “No. Do it for yourself. You need to be happy too.”
That gentleness wavers for a moment, replaced with a hesitation that tells Yuu
everything. Sighing, he touches the hand currently on his cheek, caresses
Mika's knuckles until his eyes soften again.
“Or us,” Yuu proposes. “Do it for us.”
Just like that, Mika's lips stretch into a smile.
“I like that,” he agrees. “For us.”
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     As huge as this chapter is, I had WAAAAY too much fun writing this.
     Especially the part with Yuu and Shinoa.
     So, this chapter is basically a result of several people asking for
     Yuu dominating more rather than Mika always doing it. It was so fun
     writing Yuu's thoughts throughout this chapter, so thanks to the
     people who requested it!
     Next chapter, we'll finally get Mika interacting with Shinoa's squad!
     BTW has anyone read the spoilers for chapter 35 yet..... If so, TALK
     MIKAYUU TO ME
***** A New Family *****
Chapter Summary
     Mika's forced to spend the entire day with Yuu's friends, much to his
     horror and reluctance.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Mika doesn't know how it's ended up like this and how on earth he can possibly
explain this situation to Yuu. Surely, being caught with a knife at hand and
pointing it unmistakeably in Shinoa's direction is not a good thing to walk
into, especially if Yuu is the said witness in all this.
And so, Mika stays rooted on the spot, knife still in grasp and guiltily
looking at the horror slowly descending on Yuu's face.
He can only utter one thing and hope that it's enough to stop his boyfriend
from freaking out and summoning Asuramaru.
Mika gulps.
“This isn't what it looks like.”
 
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                              Three Hours Earlier
 
As much as he hates to admit it, working at the café isn't actually as bad as
Mika initially thought it would be. He supposes it's lucky that out of all the
jobs Yuu-chan could have forced him into, he chose a relatively peaceful one.
It also helps that Mika's fond of cleaning. At least when he's cleaning, he
doesn't have to pay too much attention to the humans gawking at him whilst they
sip their cup of tea.
Sayuri originally tried asking Mika to serve at the counter, but after scaring
a dozen customers away with his deadpan glare and monotone voice demanding
whether they want tea or coffee, she decided that Mika ought to stick to
cleaning for now. Until he works on his social skills anyway.
Like that's ever going to happen.
Luckily, Sayuri is patient and miraculously forgiving, not even bothered that
Mika's often the reason why customers would avoid the café.
Mika's not sure if he should be grateful at her generosity or irritated at this
obvious show of pity.
Nevertheless, at least it pays. The money's the only reason he's sticking to
this job.
Still... there are downsides to this job. Especially now. With Sayuri still
taking missions alongside Guren's squad, there are times when she has to leave
the café in Mika's hands. That usually means a whole day of the vampire trying
to serve the customers without scaring them away (and also failing very badly
at those attempts). Normally, he'd force himself through the ordeal with no
complaints, but this time... This time, Sayuri just hadto disappear on him on
the day before Yuu-chan's birthday.
Mika was hoping to spend a few days with Yuu, not just for his birthday but
also because they hardly saw each other now, what with his new job and all.
He sighs. No point complaining about it. He'll just have to make up for it on
the actual day... If he had any idea what to do for it.
As if right on cue, the bells ring to signal the arrival of a new customer.
Mika pushes his thoughts to the back of his mind and forces a smile onto his
face.
Only for it to disappear as soon as he realises who the customers are.
“Hello, Mika-san,” Shinoa greets, waving and beaming at him as if they're
lifelong friends.
Mika winces. It would have been awkward enough if it was just Shinoa here—but
no, it was all of them.
Yoichi stares at him like he's expecting something drastic to happen any
minute, whilst Kimizuki remains by his side, glaring at Mika—or perhaps that's
his usual expression, it's hard to tell. Meanwhile, Mitsuba's tapping her chin,
looking more interested in their display of cupcakes than the obvious tension
hanging in the air.
Yuu isn't with them... Hmm. That's either good or bad. Good because that means
Mika won't have to worry about upsetting Yuu if he somehow said something wrong
to his friends.
Bad because now he's stuck all alone with those said friends.
Mika takes a deep breath.
“What would you like to order?” he says, hoping that his voice doesn't betray
any of his emotions.
Shinoa waves a hand, easily dismissing him much to Mika's surprise. He resists
the urge to narrow his eyes or glare at them. Not just for formality's sake,
but also for the fact that he's currently wearing a frilly apron. No amount of
glares will look dangerous enough if he's got a damn apron on.
“We wanted to talk to you about Yuu-san's birthday tomorrow,” Shinoa explains,
still smiling. “Are you planning on doing anything?”
Mika did have something in mind, although it isn't really appropriate to share
with anyone—especially Yuu's friends.
He fidgets with his sleeves.
“No, I—”
Shinoa claps her hands together and winks at him.
“That's great then! We want to do a surprise for him so we thought you'd like
to help us with it.”
No. No. Mika's not sure how in the world she thought that he'd ever agree to
this but no—
“Yuu-san would really appreciate it if his boyfriend got along with his
friends, don't you think? He's always talking about how he wants us to see how
nice you really are...”
Damn it. Damn it all.
Defeated, Mika looks at Yuu's friends and realises that they're all staring at
him, waiting for his answer with held breaths. He doesn't necessarily have a
problem with Yuu's new family, but the fact that his first impressions of them
were nothing but hatred and disgust makes it rather hard to simply throw that
away and pretend to be best friends all of a sudden.
Sadly, Shinoa has a point. He's all too aware that nothing will make Yuu
happier than seeing him get along with his new friends...
Mika sighs.
“What do you have in mind?”
That's when Mitsuba, Shinoa and Yoichi all high five each other at once and
Kimizuki groans like his life is over.
“Pay up, Kimizuki!” Mitsuba laughs, holding her hand up. “I told you that
betting against three people was a bad idea.”
“I didn't think he'd actually agree!” Kimizuki snaps. He takes his wallet out
and all but rips it open. “I thought he hated us...”
Yoichi pats him lightly on the shoulder. “Mika-kun isn't that bad. He'll do
anything to make Yuu-kun happy.”
Bemused, Mika watches as the four of them exchange money. They actually betted
on the possibility of him helping them. Incredible.
“Anyway,” Shinoa giggles, returning to the matter at hand. “We thought you'd
like to help us buy some things for Yuu-san.”
Mika frowns. “When?”
“Now.”
“I'm still working. I'll be closing the café at—”
“There's no one here,” Mitsuba says, as if Mika didn't already know that the
café is as empty as a graveyard. “No one will notice if you leave earlier
today. Besides, Sayuri won't know.”
She's right, but it wasn't even one PM yet! Regardless, it's not like the café
will get a sudden influx of customers. Mika's convinced that the humans refuse
to visit this place when Sayuri isn't around. Not that he cares. It's easier
this way anyway.
Nevertheless, Mika's conscience is telling him that taking advantage of
Sayuri's disappearance is not very professional.
And then he remembers that this is for Yuu-chan's birthday and of course Yuu-
chan should be of the utmost importance.
Mika sighs for what seems like the umpteenth time today. He unties his apron
and ignores how Yuu's friends grin at each other.
“Okay, I'll go with all of you.”
This is going to be a long day.
 
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Mika expected it to be awkward, but nothing prepared him for this. He still has
to get used to actually being out of the house and suddenly strolling into town
with Shinoa's squad is definitely a step too soon. It takes all of his mental
strength to block out everyone staring at them with wide eyes, and even more to
ignore the shocked whispers that inevitably follow.
“So... Mika-san...”
Shinoa's voice pulls him away from his anxiety. Mika glances down at her, only
noticing now just how tiny this girl is. No wonder Yuu's always calling her a
midget.
“How did you like Yuu-san's surprise a few weeks ago?”
Mika almost stops walking.
“Surprise?”
She snickers. “Oh, you know... I don't think it's something to be discussed in
public.”
What...
Wait.
Wait.
“Who'd have thought BL manga would inspire Yuu-san to do that to you, eh?”
Oh god.
Mika turns away. Oh god. Oh god, no. Yuu-chan did not share that with his
friends... For the love of god—no.
“You should thank me, you know! If it weren't for me, Yuu-san would have never
thought of it!”
Oh, that's even worse. Mika wants to disappear. The thought of Yuu talking
about thatwith Shinoa of all people...
Good lord, someone please end this. They've only just walked into town and
Mika's already regretting his decision in helping Yuu's friends.
“What's going on?” Yoichi asks, sensing the distress on Mika's face.
The vampire looks away. He detests how red his cheeks are turning and it's not
helping that Shinoa's still smirking away like this is the funniest thing she's
ever witnessed.
“Oh, nothing,” she sings out. “I'm just teasing Mika-san.”
 
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After a painful stroll around town, they finally decide on a shop to browse
through. Yuu's friends go their own separate ways in an attempt to find
something amazing to give to him. Mika, being the sociable person that he
obviously is, ambles around the shop by himself, not knowing exactly why he
agreed to this in the first place.
He doesn't want to just buy something for Yuu. What do you give your boyfriend
for his birthday in order to tell him just how much he means to you?
Ugh. He's completely stumped.
Something light taps him on his shoulder. Too preoccupied with his brooding,
Mika didn't notice that Shinoa has managed to sneak up behind him.
“Does Yuu-san like cake?”
Shinoa's question brings horrid flashbacks to the time when Mika was forced to
watch Yuu nearly burn their kitchen down in an attempt to bake something. He
shudders. That's definitely a memory he wishes he can forget.
“Yes,” Mika answers, still distraught. “He likes chocolate cake.”
She nods, her face determined, and then stands on her tip-toes to reach for the
box of chocolate icing placed on the highest shelf.
Mika watches in silence as the purple haired girl struggles. She can't even
reach the third shelf, let alone the highest one. The temptation to laugh
nearly escapes him when she begins to literally jump on the spot, her fingers
grazing the shelf but still proving futile.
This carries on for at least a whole minute until Mika realises that he should
probably try and help her, lest he wants her to either spend the entire day
jumping on the spot or knocking the shelf down and possibly killing herself in
the process.
The latter image is morbidly amusing, he has to admit, but he doesn't think
Yuu-chan will appreciate it very much.
“Do you... Do you need some help?” Mika asks, although inclined to leave it and
watch her struggle for a few more minutes. He can definitely understand why Yuu
gets such a kick out of teasing her about her height.
Shinoa whirls to glare at him. Her brown eyes burn with the intensity of a
hundred suns and if Mika wasn't so good at reserving his emotions, he would
have definitely flinched at this obvious show of hatred.
He guesses that her height is a sensitive topic then.
Slowly, he reaches around her to grab the box of chocolate icing. He hands it
to her without another word, not wishing to invoke her wrath in the middle of a
shop of all places. He has no qualms about upsetting Yuu's friends, but there's
no point causing drama about it in public. Knowing his luck, the humans will
exaggerate everything and word will reach Yuu that he tried to kill his
precious friends in the middle of town. Definitely not something your boyfriend
should have to hear a day before his birthday.
“Thanks,” Shinoa mutters, her voice far from thankful at all.
Mika hides his smirk with a cough.
 
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He finds the blonde girl snickering to herself in a corner.
At first, Mika planned on walking past and ignoring whatever it was that
Mitsuba was laughing at, but after hearing her mutter 'This would look so good
on Yuu', he can't help but be curious.
She jumps as soon as she hears him approaching.
“Oh, it's you,” she says, her shoulders relaxing.
Odd. Yuu's friends are strangely welcoming when it comes to him and he hates to
admit that it's something he can't bring himself to dislike. Just that small
realisation that Mitsuba would rather relax instead of cower in fear because of
his presence is uplifting. Compared to the other humans, it's nice to be
treated like a person instead of a death machine.
He won't admit this out loud though.
“Look at this,” Mitsuba says, pointing in front of her.
Mika looks. Instantly, a smile tugs on his lips as soon as he understands why
exactly it would be perfect on Yuu.
A collection of plastic birthday tiaras hang on the shelf. All of them are
glittery and downright tacky, adorning the title of BIRTHDAY PRINCESSin bright
pink letters.
Mitsuba grins at him. Mika can't help but smile back.
“He'll hate it,” he tells her.
If possible, her grin widens even more. “Good.”
She dumps a tiara on her shopping basket, looking all too pleased with herself.
Dropping the smile, Mika eyes the blonde girl and wonders if she'll answer the
question that's been hanging on his tongue for a while.
“Um... Actually, I've been meaning to ask... Where is Yuu-chan today?”
It's been bothering him ever since Shinoa's squad decided to drag him out of
the café. He could have sworn that Yuu told him he was spending all day with
his friends, so where was he? Why hadn't they seen him at all?
Mitsuba laughs to herself.
“Shinoa managed to convince the General to distract Yuu for the entire day.”
“The General?”
“Yeah, Shinya. Yuu's stuck giving him and Guren a report on vampire activity.”
Oh dear. That doesn't sound fun. No doubt Yuu's hating every second of it.
“Once he sees our surprise, he'll thank us for it!”
Mika's eyes avert down to the birthday tiara in her shopping basket.
Somehow, he doubts that.
 
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Yoichi loiters in the same spot for almost ten minutes.
Mika watches him, unmoving and staring at a box as if mental thought alone is
enough to move it for him. There's no one around; everyone else has dispersed
in the shop to find a gift to buy for Yuu. Mika has yet to find something that
will catch his attention, thus decides to see what it is that's caught Yoichi's
sight.
“Hello, Mika-kun,” Yoichi greets as soon as he sees him. “Is there something
wrong?”
The vampire shakes his head.
Now, he can see what Yoichi's been staring at.
It's a camera. Or at least that's what he thinks it is. Technology is scarce
nowadays; after all, it's not like they can salvage every mobile phone and
camera after an apocalypse and vampire invasion. Now that the war is over, the
humans have been trying to focus their experiments on other things such as
recreating all of the inventions they initially thought they had lost. It's a
slow process that Mika doesn't really care for, but Yuu's been hoping that
they'll eventually bring back games consoles or whatever it was that people
back in the 2000s used to play on.
“I was thinking that maybe we could all take a picture together and frame it
for Yuu-kun,” Yoichi explains, “so he'll always have a reminder that his family
is here for him no matter what happens.”
Mika's eyes widen.
Family. There's that word again.
If you're Yuu-kun's family, then you're our family too!
Didn't Yoichi say that to him a while back?
Perhaps if you told him this a year ago, Mika would have laughed at your face
and walked away without another word. Perhaps. But now? Now, he hates how he
feels a little warm at the thought of belonging somewhere, that underlying
desire to accept and be accepted back tempting him to take whatever it was that
Yuu's friends have been offering him.
But there's also the guilt. After all, Mika's spent countless months hating
them, convincing himself that they're nothing but filthy humans using Yuu.
He's not sure if he deserves the friendship they're offering.
He forces a smile on his face.
“That's a nice idea,” he says. “Yuu-chan will like that.”
The large smile that Yoichi gives in return feels like needles on his skin.
 
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An hour later, they leave the shop with Mika still unsuccessful in finding a
suitable gift. He trudges behind the group, racking his brains for
something—anything to give to him. Nothing strikes his inspiration; nothing
close enough to convey how much Yuu means to him anyway.
And yes, that sounds really cliché and cheesy, but Mika doesn't want to just
give him any old gift... He wants it to mean something.
But what the hell could that be?
Mika sighs. He looks up, feeling more incompetent when he sees that all of
Yuu's friends are carrying bags full of gifts for him. Great. Even Yuu's
friends are doing a better job of this than he is.
Although... He notices that the pink haired guy isn't carrying anything. Is he
having troubles buying something for Yuu too?
Kimizuki notices him staring. They look at each other for a while, silent and
emotionless, both reluctant to start a conversation but also reluctant to just
leave it at this awkward staring competition.
In the end, the human relents.
He sighs.
“I'm teaching Yuu how to drive for his birthday.”
Mika blinks. Yuu driving? A car?
He can't help but wince. If Yuu can't even cook, then god forbid his abilities
in steering a vehicle... Mika only hopes he won't kill someone.
Kimizuki mirrors his expression.
“I'll try to make sure he won't kill anyone, don't worry,” he reassures, but
winces as soon as those words leave him.
Yeah, Mika is definitely worrying.
“I didn't know Yuu-chan could drive...” he mutters, still in shock. Yuu never
mentioned it to him before.
Kimizuki's lip curls.
“He can't. The last time he tried to drive, he crashed into a lamppost and
nearly ran me over.”
“Oh.”
Mika's not even surprised. Horrified? Yes. But not surprised. He expected this.
“He's been pestering me to teach him how to drive for months and I've been
trying to avoid it until he dropped the whole birthday thing.” Kimizuki rolls
his eyes, and then raises his voice in a really bad attempt to mimic Yuu.
“Kimizuki, it's my birthday soon so you can't say no this time!”
Mika nods very slowly, judging both Yuu's desperation to drive and Kimizuki's
very bad attempt of impersonating him. Yuu's voice isn't even high at all;
Kimizuki's impersonation is just plain insulting.
“Well, er, good luck,” Mika tells him with no confidence in his tone. “I tried
to help him cook once and he set our table on fire.”
Kimizuki literally pales.
“Are you serious?”
Mika nods gravely.
Horror dawns on Kimizuki's face. He looks like he's just heard the dawn of the
apocalypse. Mika can't blame him. There's no saving him if he's stuck in a car
with an over-enthusiastic Yuu.
“Fuck,” is all Kimizuki says, but it's enough. It's definitely enough.
 
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Mika regrets his entire life.
You'd think that after the ordeal he had with Yuu and his cooking, he'd have
learnt his lesson. You'd think.
But no. When Shinoa turned to him with the sweetest smile known to man and
asked ever so innocently if they could pretty please bake the cake in his
house...
Well, Mika now knows that he's an idiot for ever agreeing to it.
He watches with no faith in humanity left as Shinoa and Mitsuba attempt to
quell a fire they had miraculously caused in under two minutes. Mika has no
idea how it happened; he only went upstairs for a short moment and then
returned to the sight of their kitchen in flames. It's like deju vu all over
again—only there are four humans freaking out instead of just Yuu this time.
That makes it worse.
As luck would have it, their house is spared from another risk of being burnt
down. Shinoa presents the cake in all its glory, steaming with smoke and burnt
to a crisp. She slams it down on the table and Mika winces at the loud echo of
a thudthat resonates throughout the entire kitchen. A cake shouldn't make that
much sound. A cake should definitely not make that much sound unless it was
filled with rocks or something.
All of them huddle around it.
“It's black,” Kimizuki comments. “It's literally black.”
Mitsuba glares at him. “It won't be black after we coat it in chocolate icing!”
Mika picks up a stray fork and pokes the cake. Or he would have if the cake
wasn't rock hard. He taps on it, wincing when the fork is unable to pierce
through the cake at all.
This isn't a cake. It's cement.
“Are you sure you want to feed this to Yuu-chan?” he slowly says. If Yuu eats
this on his birthday, then Mika's convinced he won't be celebrating another one
ever again. That thing looks like it can kill someone.
Shinoa laughs. “Mika-san, stop worrying. I'm sure if we cut the cake in half,
it'll look much better on the inside!”
She points to Yoichi. “Yoichi-san, hand me that knife over there!”
Yoichi looks around, confused. “Which one?”
“The butcher knife.”
The... butcher knife?
Mika gawks when Shinoa brandishes the gigantic knife and literally starts to
hammer it down onto the cake. Everyone stares in sheer horror as the cake
refuses to relent and the room is filled with sounds of the knife slowly
denting against this losing battle.
It's times like this that Mika accepts humanity as a formidable foe.
He sighs, pushing aside everyone else to lay a hand on Shinoa's shoulder.
“Give it here. I'll do it.”
And so, that's when Yuu walks in. As soon as Mika grasps the knife tightly in
his hand, Yuu chooses the perfect moment to barge into their house and scream
at the scene unfolding in front of him.
“This isn't what it looks like,” Mika blurts out, slamming the knife back down
onto the table.
Yuu stares at him. Unmoving.
Panicking, Mika exchanges looks with Yuu's friends. They all return it with
panicked glances of their own, doing little to calm the mental alarms being
released into his brain.
Shinoa nervously laughs.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” she screams out, waving the burnt cake in the air.
Yuu blinks.
“My birthday is tomorrow.”
She waves him off. “Pfft. Close enough.”
Slowly, Yuu makes his way over to them, still looking sceptical and confused.
Mika notices that his hair is messier than usual and he would have ran his
hands and tidied it himself if it weren't for the fact that Shinoa and the
others are still here.
“What's going on here?” Yuu asks, narrowing his eyes at Mika.
Oh shit. How does he even begin to explain what happened today?
Before he can even get a word in, Shinoa jumps to his side and clings onto his
arm. Mika jolts, not expecting it at all—and it seems he's not the only one
shocked. Yuu does a double take, even more so when his other friends join in on
huddling around the vampire.
“Mika-san wanted to hold a surprise for you, so he asked us if we wanted to
help!” Shinoa explains, clinging tighter onto Mika's arm. “Isn't he sweet?”
Yuu's jaw drops. He stares at them, lost for words, and it would have been
funny if Mika wasn't as clueless as he is.
“R-Really?” he utters out. “Mika, you actually did that?”
“U-Uh...” Mika winces when the grip around his arm tightens. He can see
Shinoa's grin from the corner of his eyes. “Y-Yes! Uh, yeah, I did.”
Yuu's eyes soften. He smiles—one of those gentle smiles he always gives Mika
before they go to sleep, or as soon as they wake up. It's the smile that Mika
first sees in the morning and the last thing he'll remember before he sleeps.
It's the smile that fuels his days now.
Mika loves that smile.
“Aaw, guys...” Yuu shakes his head, laughing to himself. “Fuck, I don't know
what to say...”
Mitsuba pops her head up and beckons him over.
“Just shut up and hug us!” she yells.
Everyone laughs. Even Mika lets out a smile as Yuu shrugs and launches into
them.
When Mika woke up today, he didn't think he'd be spending the entire day with
Yuu's friends. And if he did think about it, he'd have probably stayed in bed
and tried his best to avoid such a thing.
But now, squished in between all of them and drowning in sounds of their
laughter, Mika has to admit that this... this isn't too bad. This is actually
quite nice.
He relaxes, letting out a genuine smile that feels light and spreads an odd,
but welcomed, feeling of happiness within him.
Yuu's the first to pull away.
“Okay, but who's going to clean up all this mess?” he asks, gesturing to the
dump that is now their kitchen.
Kimizuki shrugs, pushing his glasses up his nose.
“I reckon you should do it because you ruined your own surprise, idiot.”
Shinoa nods. “I agree.”
“Same, stupid Yuu needs to learn how to clean anyway.”
“Yuu-kun's seventeen now! He needs to take responsibility!”
Just like that, the joy on Yuu's face is replaced with burning anger. He
clenches his fists, green eyes filled with nothing but the flames of his wrath.
Mika laughs softly.
“We're all tired from planning your surprise... The least you can do is clean
up for us, Yuu-chan.”
Betrayal flashes across Yuu's face.
“Mika, you asshole—”
“Now, now, that's not a very nice thing to say to your precious boyfriend, Yuu-
san...” Sighing, Shinoa slumps beside Mika and fakes a yawn. “After everything
we did for you today... He's so ungrateful, isn't he, Mika-san? Do you have to
put up with this all the time?”
It's hard to stop the grin from spreading across his face, especially when Yuu
looks like he's just realised what a truly bad idea it was to let Mika spend
time with his friends.
Mika sighs dramatically.
“Sadly, yes... Yuu-chan's such hard work sometimes...”
“I bet he is! And he's such a loser! Did I tell you about the time when Yuu-san
blanked out in class and accidentally called Sayuri-san his mummy—”
“SHINOA!”
“Or the time when Yuu asked Guren what lube was!”
“MITSUBA—NO!”
“I think it was even worse when he made Guren-san explain why lube was needed—”
“Yoichi, you didn't even know either! Shut up—”
“Pfft, that's nothing! Remember when he blurted out that he likes grinding
against—”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP, KIMIZUKI!”
Mika bursts out laughing. The vampire clutches onto his stomach, no longer able
to keep it inside because Yuu-chan's face is too priceless. He doesn't think
he's ever seen Yuu so worked up before and that's not even the best thing about
it! Everything his friends are revealing is so typical and yet unrealistically
hilarious. It's too much. How is anyone supposed to keep themselves composed
after hearing all that?
“I hate you all,” Yuu mutters, folding his arms. He turns away, glaring at the
nearest wall with that adorable pout that he always did when he was pissed off.
Mika knows better. Even though he's scowling, he can see the gentleness hidden
behind his eyes. Deep inside, Yuu's happy that he's finally decided to relax
around his friends.
And deep inside, Mika's happy about that as well.
He looks around him, taking in the sight of Yuu's family smiling at him.
There's no disgust or fear behind their smiles, nothing that reminds him that
he's a filthy vampire that doesn't deserve this. There's just... a welcome. A
welcome into a new chapter in his life where maybe, just maybe, he can finally
move on and accept a new family.
Maybe.
For now, Mika ducks his head and smiles.
This isn't so bad.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry for the late update!!! I had to take a little break from
     writing because of my elbow, but it's a bit better now so I forced
     myself to write up this chapter. I know a lot of people have been
     asking for a chapter where Mika interacts with Shinoa's squad, so I
     hope this was okay!
***** Yuu's Birthday *****
Chapter Summary
     It's Yuu's birthday and Mika tries very hard not to worry about the
     future.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Today is the day Mika has both been dreading and anticipating. Today is the day
he selfishly wished will never arrive but for the sake of trying to ignore
that, he made plans for it to be... well, a better day, at least. Today is the
day he can't avoid no matter what because this is important for Yuu—so, so, so
important.
Today is Yuu's seventeenth birthday.
Today is the day Yuu moves one year into his life and Mika's still stuck in the
body of a sixteen year old.
He tries to convince himself that it's only one year. Just one year.It's not
like there's any difference; Yuu's still a few centimetres shorter, Yuu's still
the same idiot who cares about him, Yuu's not changing. Not now. Not yet. No
need to get ahead of himself because, surely, it'll get worse once Yuu turns
thirty or something.
Alright, that thought does little to comfort him. If anything, it's made him
feel worse, which is something Mika does not want to feel at all, especially
today of all days.
This is Yuu's birthday. He can't spend it being selfish and miserable. He has
to be happy for Yuu's sake.
He repeats this into his head as he works on Yuu's birthday cake, choosing to
focus on ensuring the icing looks perfect rather than dwell on his miserable
life. After yesterday's disaster of Shinoa's cake (if you can even call it a
cake), Mika took it upon himself to do this job. Honestly, can anyone in this
place even bake anything or are they all just as bad as Yuu-chan? Granted, at
least Yuu's cake was somewhat edible (poisonous, yes, but at least you could
bite it).
Shinoa's cooking skills just mutilated food into cement.
Mika shudders. Best not to think about that.
He's just in the middle of icing out Yuu's name when he hears soft footsteps
approaching from behind him. It's definitely not Yuu; Kimizuki's currently
stuck with the ordeal of trying to teach him how to drive for his birthday. Not
only does this equal a very excited and enthusiastic Yuu, it also means that
Mika and the others are able to actually prepare a party for the birthday boy
without any interruptions. It's not a surprise party anymore, no, but it's
something at least.
Everyone else is decorating the house for the party, although Yuu specifically
told them not to bother and if he saw a single princess themed decoration, he's
going to personally destroy it with his own sword.
Suffice to say that his threat fell on deaf ears and Mika and Yuu's house is
now covered top to bottom in pink. Fit for a princess,Shinoa had declared with
a terrifying glint in her eyes.
Mika shudders at the mental image of Yuu going berserk later. It's going to
happen, one way or another.
“Do you need any help, Mika-kun?”
Only one person comes into mind when he hears that. Yoichi. That human has a
habit of addressing others as such. Mika-kun, Yuu-kun... It's odd. Mika is
still not used to being addressed as a person rather than a vampire, a monster,
filthy bloodsucker—there's a whole list to choose from. For four years, the
only people who addressed him by his name were the other vampires, and truth be
told, Mika would rather they didn't.
It's just... strange. Four years of being a vampire and he's been alienated by
the use of his own name. Another thing vampirism has taken away from him.
Mika sighs and turns around to face the human. He really needs to stop the
depressing thoughts. He refuses to let this ruin Yuu's birthday.
“I'm almost done, so I should be alright,” Mika tells Yoichi, who smiles and
nods in response. He pauses for a bit, wondering what he should say, if he
should start a conversation or simply turn back to his cake. “Thank you for,
um, offering.”
That should be enough...
Yoichi stays there, staring up at him with large, green eyes. They're nothing
like Yuu's though; Yoichi's eyes are olive green, calmer, softer. Mika's never
noticed before.
“Is there... Is there something that you need?” Mika asks. He's not sure what
he should do. Should he go back to icing the cake and pretend that Yoichi isn't
there? Or does he try to make small talk?
“Oh, no, I don't need anything!” Yoichi's smile turns bashful as he scratches
the back of his head. “I was wondering though... Is everything okay, Mika-kun?”
Mika frowns. He wipes his hands on his apron, turning his full attention
towards the human. There's a fair distance between them and Mika's not sure if
he'd prefer it if Yoichi was closer or not. It's rather awkward talking to him
when he's across the room...
“Yes. Why are you asking?”
That came out more hostile than he planned for it to be. Mika bites his tongue,
hoping that Yoichi would not be offended.
Luckily, all Yoichi does is nod, no signs of being offended at all.
“I noticed that you seemed a bit down today and I wanted to make sure if there
was anything I could do? I can just help around the kitchen if you want!”
Huh. Words fail to form in Mika's mind. Huh. Yoichi never struck him as someone
who was perceptive... He always regarded this human as being quiet and
meek—although, looking at him now, Mika must admit he should probably change
his opinion about that. Yoichi was able to hold him down and scream that he's
part of their family in the middle of the battlefield. His first impressions
pretty much went straight out the window after a stunt like that.
Mika looks back at the cake. Yoichi's offer is a little bit too late; he's
pretty much done with it. However...
“I made too much,” Mika says, pointing towards a plate with a part of the cake
he had cut away. “If you don't mind, could you taste it and see if it's
alright?”
He doesn't even have to wait a second for Yoichi to nod eagerly, having already
closed the distance between them in order to stare at the cake with expecting
eyes. Somehow, this puts a smile on Mika's face. He brings a forkful of the
cake towards the human, gently guiding it into his mouth.
Yoichi chews. Mika watches.
It doesn't take long for the human's eyes to widen. He beams, holding a thumbs
up, and Mika lets another smile flicker across his face.
“It's really good! Yuu-kun will love it!” Yoichi says. His eyes tell no lies;
in fact, he's staring at the rest of the cake. Mika considers giving him the
rest of the extra piece.
“Thank you,” Mika sighs in relief. “I'm going to add some strawberries on top
of the icing. Yuu-chan's always liked strawberry cake.”
“Good idea! Is there anything else I can do?”
The way Yoichi looks at him tells Mika that he's not asking to help just for a
cake alone. This human's too perceptive. Mika feels like those large green eyes
can see through his cool façade and it takes all of his self control not to
look away.
“There's no need. I appreciate your concern,” Mika insists, keeping his gaze
straight and unbreakable. “Thank you, though—”
And that's when they hear a loud crash from outside.
Mika and Yoichi must have spent at least a lifetime staring at each other in
horror before the sounds of screaming begins.
“WHAT THE FUCK, YUU? I told you to reverse, not go forward!”
“It was a mistake, okay? My hand slipped!”
Oh god. Mika and Yoichi waste no more time in sprinting to the front door. By
the time they arrive, Shinoa and Mitsuba are already there, staring at the
scene in front of them with so much horror you'd think the vampires returned to
start another war.
Mika doesn't blame them. As soon as he sees the wreckage of the car in front of
their house, he swears the sinking dread in his gut is sharp enough to cut him.
Fuck. Yuu-chan ran over the flowers he planted last week. For fuck sake.
“Nice driving, Yuu-san.” Shinoa's quip sounds empty and half-hearted. She looks
far too shocked to put any effort into teasing Yuu this time.
Yuu doesn't say anything, only sends her a glare as he stumbles out of the car
and walks towards the house. Behind him, Kimizuki shakes his head at the
wreckage and follows him shortly after.
Are they just going to leave the mangled car outside their house?
Seems like it.
Mika sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose and averting his eyes away. At this
rate, he's tempted to use his vampire strength to chuck the car into the
distance, but refrains from doing so in case it scares Yuu's friends off.
“Hey, you alright?”
Yuu appears in front of him before he realises. His hair's a mess as usual;
there's no saving him from bed hair but the grin he has on his face chases away
every depressing thought in Mika's head. The vampire finds himself grinning
back—
Then Yuu leans in, gives him a kiss on the cheek and Mika jolts in surprise.
Having realised what he just did in front of his friends, Yuu stumbles back,
stuttering an excuse that he didn't mean to do that, especially in front of
everyone—and, for god's sake, can Shinoa stop laughing at them?
“Aaw, how cute,” she says, grinning at both Yuu and Mika.
To make things worse, Mika feels his own cheeks flushing. Fuck. Here he is, so-
called feared vampire and monster, blushing at Yuu's public display of
affection.
Beside Shinoa, Mitsuba folds her arms and raises one eyebrow at Yuu, who was
blushing ten times worse than Mika—but then again, this is Yuu-chan after all
so that's not really a surprise.
Mitsuba purses her lips. “Disgusting.”
“Micchan, have you never kissed anyone before?” Shinoa giggles, throwing an arm
around her blonde friend. “It's okay, you can try it on me!”
If Yuu's blush was strong, then Mitsuba's is practically enough to send her
head exploding. Mika looks away, still hearing Shinoa exaggerating kissing
noises whilst Mitsuba tries (and fails) to pry her off.
“How did the driving go?” Mika asks Yuu once his own blush has receded.
Kimizuki walks in between them. The murderous aura he emits is enough of an
answer.
“He ran over that bench in the park. Twice.”
That bench... Mika narrows his eyes at Kimizuki, trying to remember what is so
important about this bench. The last time he went to the park, Yuu-chan pulled
that stunt off with the public kiss.
That was nice.
“That bench... That bench with the plaque dedicated to the people who died
during the war...?” Mika slowly says, dreading their response because god
forbid if Yuu-chan actually destroyed something as important as that...
Kimizuki's face turns grimmer than a graveyard. Yuu flinches as if Mika has
just slapped him across the face.
Well, he has his answer now.
Oh dear.
Yuu lets out a chuckle that sounds more like child sobbing. The silence for the
lost bench is heavy in the air, interrupted only by Yuu's growl as Kimizuki
flicks him right in the middle of his forehead.
“Nice. I like what you've done with the place.” Kimizuki whistles, his face
relaxing with amusement as he looks around the decorations in the house.
Mika takes a moment to look around it now as well. All jokes aside, the
decorations are very impressive. Their own house looks like a palace instead,
fit with sparkles and fluffy pink... stuff that Mika's not sure what to call
but they're pink and fluffy and he supposes that's what matters the most.
Shinoa even went through the courtesy of hanging up fairy lights around the
ceiling, lighting up the dull room with a pink glow.
He doesn't think he's ever seen anything so pink before in his entire life.
Sadly, Yuu does not seem to appreciate this. At all.
He looks at Shinoa, eyes burning a green flame and snarls out a simple sentence
filled with so much hatred and grief that Mika almost pats him on the back in
pity.
“Why must you do this to me?”
Mitsuba chuckles. “To be fair, it was Yoichi's idea to put the fairy lights
up.”
All eyes snap to Yoichi, who merely scratches his cheek and chuckles under his
breath. To anyone passing by, it may look innocent, harmless even, but Mika
knows that is the face of someone who willingly suggested putting fairy lights
up even after Yuu threatened to kill them if they so dared to think of doing
such a thing. That is the face of someone who fears nothing.
Mika lays a hand on Yuu's shoulder as a futile attempt to stop his need for
bloodshed.
“Yuu-chan, I made you cake,” he says, and surely enough, Yuu's head snaps to
his direction at the brief mention of cake.
“Really? Where?”
In less than a millisecond, Yuu's face morphs from the epitome of doom to an
expression of sheer delight and excitement. He practically bounces on the heels
of his feet, the grin on his face shining brighter than the godforsaken fairy
lights littered about their house.
He's so adorable, Mika thinks and resists the urge to kiss Yuu right on that
spot. Best save that for when Shinoa and the others aren't staring at them.
“In the kitchen. I still need to finish the icing and add some—”
Shinoa claps her hands.
“That's great!” she says, winking at Mika. Clueless as to what to do, the
vampire can only stare at her blankly. “We'll all grab Yuu-san's presents
whilst you prepare his cake for him. And then we can all sing happy birthday to
the birthday boy...”
She trails off with a smirk. Something tells Mika that the presents aren't
going to be anything Yuu expects them to be.
He spares a glance at Yuu, who's now trying to look over Mika's shoulder in
order to scrutinise his cake.
Mika sighs.
“Don't touch the cake yet!” he warns as Yuu rushes ahead of him, probably
ignoring every word of that sentence. Typical Yuu-chan.Mika groans, running
after his over-enthusiastic boyfriend and arriving just in time to see Yuu
poking a finger straight into the cake.
“Yuu-chan!”
Mika jumps in to slap Yuu's hand away.
“Mika, come on! Just one taste!” Yuu grabs at his shoulder and shakes it, very
much the picture of a small child begging their mother for food. Geez.
“Nope, no. I still need to finish the icing and add strawberries—”
“Strawberries?”
Oh, god. Yuu's voice actually squeaked high enough for Mika to wince.
“Yes, strawberries. Now, back away and let me do it. Go, go. Shoo.”
As expected, Yuu-chan doesn't shoo. No, he stays where he is and raises an
eyebrow at Mika. There's a smirk playing on his lips—of course, there's a smirk
playing on his lips. Why did Mika even assume that Yuu would listen to him?
This is Yuu-chan, after all. Yuu-chan didn't listen to anyone.
Yuu doesn't let go of his shoulder. Instead, he snakes his arms around Mika's
neck and lightly bumps their foreheads together.
“I feel like I haven't seen you in a while...”
“Yuu-chan, we live together—”
“Yeah, I know that, idiot, but you're always at work... and now you're too busy
planning stuff for my birthday.”
Now it's Mika's turn to raise an eyebrow. He relents, wrapping his own arms
around his boyfriend's waist and internally praying that none of Yuu's friends
walk in on this.
“Would you rather I didn't do this?” Mika asks, half-joking and half-not. In
all honesty, even he's still surprised he's interacting with Shinoa and the
others. It's... better than he expected it to be but that doesn't mean that
he's one hundred percent comfortable with everything. Mika's convinced he's
going to ruin something sooner or later.
Sooner or later.
“No, no! I'm actually really touched you're doing this for me...” Yuu's face
softens into one of those rare smiles he gives; that type of smile that makes
his green eyes glaze over. Up this close, Mika sees the little pigments of
mint, forest green—all sorts of green—and gets lost in them.
Typically, Yuu has to ruin the mood by thinking he can easily lower his arm and
sneak a hand towards the cake. Forget vampire vision, Yuu must think that
Mika's blind to convince himself that the blond is not aware of his hand slowly
grabbing the cake behind them.
Mika rolls his eyes. “Yuu-chan, I can see you—”
Yuu silences him with a kiss. For a brief second, Mika thinks THE CAKE and then
Yuu coaxes his lips open and slips his tongue inside.
And well, it's safe to say that after that, Mika thinks Fuck the cake and
eagerly returns the kiss. He feels the smile on Yuu's lips, whether he's just
smiling because they're kissing (who wouldn't smile at that?) or whether it's
because he's convinced that Mika's fallen for this cheap trick of his. It
doesn't really matter, not when Yuu pushes Mika against the counter and runs a
hand through his curls, stroking the vampire's hair just the way he likes it.
Mika hums into their kiss, running his tongue across Yuu's teeth, the inside of
his cheek, and shudders when Yuu bites his bottom lip—
“When I said prepare the cake, I didn't mean this...”
Yuu jumps away from Mika so fast that he almost trips over his own feet. The
two of them look up to find Yuu's friends huddled around the kitchen, carrying
a handful of gifts and each adorning their own blushes—aside from Shinoa. She's
grinning at them with a smile that literally brings fear into Mika's bones. He
didn't think that was actually possible for him; it seems that the Hiiragi girl
is truly a force to be reckoned with.
Mika coughs and spins around. The cake. Focus on the cake. He still hasn't
finished the damn cake because Yuu-chan had to be a stubborn idiot who's also
good at kissing...
Trying veryhard to ignore his own blush, Mika hurries to finish icing the cake,
dumping a bunch of strawberries onto the icing and stabbing seventeen candles
on top. He planned to be neat, however that's out of the window now that he's
too busy still thinking about that kiss and he can hear every word Shinoa's
teasing Yuu about right behind him.
In order to save his boyfriend from the torment of being teased on his own
birthday, Mika turns around and presents his cake, all in its white and pink
glory with oversized strawberries sticking out on the top. Yuu doesn't even
comment on the pink icing; he simply laughs out loud and practically bobs to
Mika's side, staring at his cake as if it's the answer to all his prayers.
Mika doesn't think he's ever seen Yuu look so happy before.
“Are we going to have to sing happy birthday?” Kimizuki asks. Mika only notices
now that his hair fits the theme of all the pink around them. Good for him.
“Don't look so down, Kimizuki-san. At least Yuu-san won't be singing as well.
We don't need to hear him—”
Yuu shakes his fist. “SHINOA!”
“Okay, okay, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...”
As soon as Shinoa starts to sing, Yoichi joins in, followed by a reluctant
Mitsuba and an even more reluctant Kimizuki. Their harmony is, to say the
least, painful to listen to (especially so with vampire hearing). However, one
look at Yuu's face and it's enough to tell anyone that this is all he wanted
for his birthday; to spend the day with the people he cared about.
Mika doesn't know what sets him off. Maybe he looked at Yuu's friends and
thought Wow, they look happy. Or maybe he looked at Yuu and realised that it's
his birthday and this will happen every year. Next year, maybe they'll gather
around like this again and Yuu will be one year older—everyone in this room
will be one year older. Everyone will sing and smile, and Mika will be there,
staring at all of them with the same face, same age, same everything because
nothing, absolutely nothing, is ever going to change for him.
He can't bring himself to join in with the singing. Instead, Mika grips the
cake tin tighter and tries his best to push his thoughts away.
It doesn't matter. He doesn't matter. Not now. What matters is that Yuu-chan is
happy with his friends.
Friends that will grow old with him.
Mika struggles to swallow the lump in his throat.
“Hey? Hey, Mika?”
He looks up into Yuu's eyes, filled his concern and curiosity.
“What's up?” Yuu asks, stroking Mika's shoulder. “You were spacing out for a
minute there.”
Mika licks his lips, glancing away and plastering a fake smile onto his face.
“It's nothing, Yuu-chan. Happy birthday.”
Before Yuu can ask any more questions, Mika pushes the cake towards him,
nodding at the seventeen candles burning with tiny flames. They reflect onto
Yuu's eyes; amber on green, and Mika watches as he takes a deep breath and
blows out each little flame until there's nothing but the remnants of smoke.
Mika's still looking at the smoke by the time Yuu turns around and his friends
cheer for him.
 
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“Can you believe that Guren actually had the nerve to give me lube for my
birthday? Who does that? I bet you he only did it to remind me of that time I
asked him what it was! He's never going to let me live that down—Mika, are you
even listening?”
Mika looks up from the book he wasn't even reading and spares a smile at Yuu.
It's now eleven PM; the party's long over and Mika swears that Yuu's been
ranting about lube for the past half an hour. He hasn't been really paying
attention. He's too busy thinking about the same thing over and over again.
It's odd how one day can change everything. Yuu's only been seventeen for
approximately twenty three hours and Mika's already scrutinising his height
just in case he suddenly has a growth-spurt. Not to say that Mika would like
Yuu any less if he suddenly became taller but...
It'll just be a physical reminder that he's slowly getting left behind. Forget
their heights. One day, Yuu's going to be an adult. One day, Yuu's going to
look at Mika and see nothing but a child and he's going to want to leave.
Mika hates himself for thinking about this. Yuu-chan's reminded him time and
time again that he's never going to leave. He's trying so hard to believe it.
So hard.
It's just... you never know. Time changes everything. No amount of promises can
save him from that.
The bed dips down. Mika snaps out of his thoughts, watching as Yuu rolls over
to his side and props himself up onto his elbows. Frowning, he pokes Mika on
the cheek.
“Hey, what's up with you? You've had that look on your face for the whole day.”
Mika swats his finger away. “What look?”
“That I'm-worrying-about-something-but-I'm-not-going-to-tell-Yuu look.”
“You're right. I'm not going to tell you.”
“Mika.”
Mature as ever, Yuu groans and rolls on top of Mika. Quite literally. Mika
grunts when he feels Yuu's weight on top, the tip of their noses touching in a
way that would usually be romantic—if Yuu wasn't glaring down at him.
“What. Is. It.”
“Nope.”
Mika turns his face away—or he tries to, at least. It's a bit hard to do that
when your boyfriend grabs your cheeks and starts pulling at them so hard that
Mika's convinced he's going to have his face ripped apart.
“Tell me, come on! It's my birthday!” Yuu pinches his cheeks harder, that usual
pout now making an appearance.
Mika was going to try and refuse again, but of coursehis brain had to think
Yuu-chan looks cute.
And that thought turns into How long until he'll stop looking at me like that?
The vampire sighs. It's as if Yuu senses the weariness behind it. He lets go of
Mika's cheeks and leans back, not saying anything despite the fact that it's so
obvious he has a million questions running through his head.
“Sorry, Yuu-chan. Just ignore me. I'm being silly.”
“No, you're not. Something's bothering you. Tell me.”
“No, Yuu-chan, I—”
Yuu grabs Mika's head again, stares at him straight in the eyes and scowls so
hard that the vampire can't avoid his gaze.
“Tell me or else I'm going to start worrying too. I'll cry!”
Oh, for goodness sake... Mika hates it when Yuu threatens to make himself cry.
He groans, tempted to roll his eyes but refrains for the sake of not
aggravating Yuu even more. He'd rather they didn't start arguing on his
birthday.
“It's... It's... It's just me worrying about the same things as usual, Yuu-
chan.”
That doesn't seem to clarify anything for Yuu at all. If anything, he looks
even more confused.
“The future. I'm worried about the future.”
Still no reaction. Yuu just blinks.
“Yuu. You're not going to be a teenager forever! I am! One day, you're going to
be an adult and you're going to look at me and wonder why you're still—”
He should have seen it coming. No way would Yuu let him finish a sentence when
he's like this. Mika's words are muffled as Yuu presses his lips against his,
silencing him with a kiss. He could have fought back, he could have pulled away
and ranted some more, but there's a part of Mika that crumbles at this gesture
of comfort. Yuu's kiss is soft and gentle, giving him plenty of time and chance
to pull away in case he really wants to.
Mika doesn't pull away. He grips onto Yuu's shoulders and returns the kiss,
deepens it so that Yuu can feel, taste, the fear he's trying to hide.
When they part, Mika can't bring himself to look at Yuu in the eyes.
“Mika, I'm not going anywhere,” he hears Yuu saying. “I'm staying with you.”
If only Mika can bring himself to believe that.
No.
It's not like he doesn't want to believe it. It's more that he can't bring
himself to be so selfish. Believing it means wanting to condone Yuu into a life
of staying with him. What they have right now is amazing, wonderful, impossible
to put into words, but who's to say that Yuu won't want to look for...
something else in the future? Mika can't expect a grown adult to stay with his
teenage vampire boyfriend for the rest of his life.
“Oi, Mika. Look at me.”
Reluctantly, Mika glances back up at Yuu. He stares at his eyes and wonders how
many years they'll have together.
Everything suddenly feels so short-lived.
Yuu leans in. Their foreheads touch; that gesture they used to do as kids
before they went to sleep, huddled together in each other's blankets and still
shivering in their tiny house. It's always calmed Mika, reminded him that no
matter what happens, Yuu-chan's there by his side.
When he got turned into a vampire, his nights were cold and empty without Yuu.
And now? Now, they're warm again.
But for how long?
“I'm staying with you for a reason. I'm staying with you because...” Yuu stops,
glancing away to nibble on his bottom lip. “Because... Because... I...”
“It's alright, Yuu-chan. You don't need to comfort me. I'm fine—”
“I'm staying with you because I-I love you!”
What.
Wait, what?
Mika's eyes widen. Did he just hear that correctly? He stares at the blush now
covering the entirety of Yuu's face and repeats that sentence into his head,
making sure that he processes it properly for it to be real and not a figment
of his imagination.
“Say it again,” he blurts out, feeling his own cheeks flush.
Yuu looks like he's about to hit him.
“No, back off—”
“Yuu-chan, please...”
Sighing, Yuu regards him for a few seconds. If it dragged on for longer, Mika
would have been tempted to fidget under his gaze, eager to hear Yuu say those
three words again just in case he really did imagine it.
“I. Love. You. There, I said it—”
Mika grabs onto Yuu's shirt and all but crushes him into the tightest embrace
he's ever had. He buries his face into Yuu's shoulder, breathes in his scent of
strawberries and sighs in relief because it's amazing how three simple words
can bring him so much comfort. It's not a permanent fix, not at all, but for
now Mika allows himself to focus on the happiness those words bring instead of
the future waiting for him.
He presses a light kiss on Yuu's neck, against the pulse that thrums fast and
loud, and leans back to give his boyfriend a smile that feels genuine and light
for once.
“I love you too,” Mika says, and he means it. “I love you, Yuu-chan.”
As expected of Yuu, he looks away, his cheeks and ears a flaming red. Despite
this, Mika notices how his lips quirk up, trying to resist a smile and yet
still failing.
Typical Yuu-chan.
And Mika wouldn't have him any other way.
“Listen... We don't know what'll happen in the future, okay?” Yuu grabs Mika's
hand, staring down as he entwines their fingers together. “I mean... I spent
four years thinking you were dead and now we're dating. I-I would have never
seen that coming, right?”
Slowly, Mika nods. That was always a nice surprise, if he has to admit.
“So there's no point worrying about the future. Why don't we just... focus on
us? On the time we have together now?”
Easier said than done... Yuu-chan isn't a vampire—
“Mika.” Yuu squeezes his hand, forcing Mika's thoughts to a halt. “I know what
you're thinking but come on... Can we at least try to think about what really
matters? Isn't it more important to focus on what we have now than worry about
a future we know nothing about?”
It's in Mika's nature to worry. Ever since he was a kid, Mika's made sure he
was ready to tackle every problem, every obstacle with his own plans and
solutions—all of the sake of family, for Yuu-chan.
But this is one problem he can't fix and it's driving him insane just thinking
about it.
Yuu's right though. No matter how stubborn Mika may be, he has to admit that
the more he worries about the future, the more time he's wasting considering
that he could just spend it focusing on how Yuu's still on top on him right
now.
That's certainly a better thing to dwell on.
Finally, he lets out a chuckle and shakes his head, allowing Yuu some victory
over this little matter. For now.
“You're right,” he admits.
Yuu grins. “I'm always right.”
Speaking of wasting time... Mika decides that they've wasted enough of that
talking when there's a perfectly comfortable bed beneath them. He buries his
hands into Yuu's hair, stroking his fingers through the dark locks and smiling
when his boyfriend leans into his touch. It's incredible how Mika can spend
days fretting over the same thing, depressing himself more and more with
thoughts that do little to soothe his conscience, and here is Yuu literally
taking a few words to cheer him up again in a matter of seconds.
He's not sure what to say in a moment like this, so Mika does the only thing he
can think of. He leans in and kisses Yuu, thoughts of the future now long gone
from his mind and instead thinking how incredibly lucky he is to have this man
fall in love with him too.
 
Chapter End Notes
     I was gonna write smut for this chapter but I wasn't really in the
     mood to write it... and I wanted to keep the fluff/comfort atmosphere
     so... yeah. Have all the fluff instead. Maybe I'll write smut next
     time...
     Anyway, I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to update my stories
     next (both this and IRH). I'm having a few personal problems atm and
     it's getting increasingly hard for me to focus on writing with them
     going on so I might take a little break. I'll see how I feel in the
     coming weeks... I just need a small break, nothing too long. I think.
     Feel free to send me a message on my blog if you have any questions
     though! Thank you for all the comments, kudos and support so far, all
     of you are too sweet to me ;__;
***** Mika's Discovery *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuu's convinced his life is over after Mika comes across the hidden
     box of BL manga that Shinoa lent him.
Chapter Notes
     NSFW warnings up ahead! Since people were asking for smut
     ^___________________^
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Mika likes living with Yuu—don't get him wrong—but it's times like this that he
wishes Yuu isn't such a slob. Seriously. Is it too much to ask for that Yuu-
chan tidied the house every now and then? There's trash everywhere—and are
those his socks on the dining table? Who the hell leaves socks on the table
where they ate food? Well, in his case, it'll only be Yuu eating the food
because Mika himself can't eat them... but still.Where are Yuu-chan's etiquette
and manners?
Mika curses the humans who raised Yuu up. They clearly didn't teach him the
valuable lesson of cleaning up after your own mess. He continues to grumble to
himself as he picks up the socks and tosses it into the laundry basket.
Typical. If Yuu-chan insists on calling these humans his family then why can't
his family teach him how to live in the house like a civilised normal person
instead of treating it like a pigsty?
He's still grumbling to himself by the time he feels something fluffy crawl
between his feet. His frown immediately turns into a smile as soon as he sees a
cat purring by his ankle, lightly clawing at his shoes.
“What's wrong, Yuu-nyan?” Mika says, stooping down to pick the fluffy kitten
up. “Are you hungry?”
The kitten meows in his arms, wriggling like the cute little bundle of fur she
is. In an instant, all of Mika's irritation dissolves away and he has a very
strong urge to throw the kitten up into the air and rejoice its adorable state.
Yuu-nyan continues to wriggle in his arms to the point where Mika frowns and
settles her down again. Hmm, maybe she's not in the mood to be held today—which
is strange because she's always in the mood for that. In fact, it amuses Mika
that the cat is more affectionate than the guy he named her after. Most of the
time, Yuu-chan will only grumble and tell him not to be so cheesy if Mika ever
wanted a random cuddle. Typical.
The kitten meows again, but this time turns around and sprints off. Mika has to
take a second to blink in surprise before he decides to follow her. Maybe she
found something upstairs... With his luck, it'll probably be more of Yuu's
mess. God knows what his room's like.
Mika shudders at that thought. Come to think of it, he hasn't tidied Yuu's room
up yet... He's not sure if he even wants to take a look. He's starting to think
that maybe the only way to get Yuu to tidy up is to give him a long lecture as
soon as he gets home. Honestly, sometimes it feels like he's not living with
his boyfriend but with Lacus instead—shit, wait, maybe he shouldn't compare
Yuu-chan to Lacus. Even Yuu-chan isn't that bad. Those two just need a good
lesson in handling their own mess. Mika still has awful flashbacks of how
Lacus' room looked like in the Vampire City. You have these silly rumours that
vampires are all graceful and deadly but it's obvious the people spreading them
have never come across Lacus before.
Huh... Speaking of which, Mika wonders how he's doing these days. After the
war, the other vampires either surrendered or fled the country. Who knows where
they all were now.
Not that he cares. Mika's never cared for the vampires before. He's not going
to start now.
He shakes them out of his mind, throwing himself back to the task of chasing
after Yuu-nyan.
“Hey, wait up!” Mika calls after the kitten, who, of course, did not listen to
him. He follows it to Yuu's room, trying his hardest to ignore the mess inside
it for his own state of mind.
That gigantic pile of laundry by the corner is really unsettling though.
Especially the smell coming from it.
It takes all of his self control to walk past it, making his way towards the
kitten instead. That's Yuu's mess to clean up. There is no way Mika's going to
haul a gigantic pile of used clothes down the stairs, considering that the pile
is literally almost taller than him.
He turns away from the traumatising sight and searches for his kitten instead.
For some reason, she's clawing at a box underneath Yuu's desk...
Mika helps her pull it out, his frown deepening when he's caught off guard by
how heavy this box is. What on earth could Yuu-chan be keeping in this thing?
Rocks?
“Why do you want to look in this, huh?” Mika asks his cat. He reaches over to
stroke her black fur, smiling when she continues clawing at the box and
completely disregards his affection.
He guesses he can look in it. Yuu-chan doesn't come back until a few more hours
and he'll never know that Mika was looking through his stuff. Besides, Mika's
pretty sure Yuu's done his fair share of looking through his stuff before. Last
week, Mika caught Yuu trying on his vampire boots, albeit not successfully
because as soon as Yuu noticed he was being watched, he tripped over and went
flying across the room.
Serves him right for snooping through Mika's clothes.
Although, Mika has to admit the boots did look nice on Yuu... Maybe he'll let
Yuu wear them more often.
Anyway, he's getting sidetracked. Mika shakes his head to himself and opens the
box—
Holy shit.
“What the hell?” Mika gasps, his eyes widening at numerous pictures of eloping
male couples.
He's not even sure where to look first. There was so many of them! What was
this? Manga? They certainly looked like manga drawings but... Mika's pretty
sure that the average manga doesn't normally have covers of two boys making
out. He's not sure. They didn't have the luxury of reading manga or watching
anime back when they were kids, and he was probably too young to even be able
to look at them anyway.
Once he's gotten over his shock, Mika slowly picks up one of them. He flicks
through the pages with a straight face, taking in all of the... provocative
scenes as calmly as he can.
Wow. This is some pretty hardcore stuff.
He's really not sure what to think at this point. Did Yuu-chan read these? And
where the hell did he get these from anyway? He doubts they sell this sort of
thing around town.
Mika looks at his cat. Yuu-nyan tilts her head, softly pawing at a page of some
guy getting his dick sucked off.
“Uh... Don't look at that,” Mika says, pulling the manga away from her. “You're
too young for this. No porn for you until you're at least three years old.”
Or spayed, he adds as an afterthought. There's no way he's letting his little
Yuu-nyan populate this town with kittens of her own.
Overprotective fatherly instincts aside, Mika makes himself comfortable on the
floor and flicks through the various BL manga. There's tons of them in this
box. Mika certainly hopes that Yuu hasn't used their money to buy all this
filth. Here he is working most days at the café and Yuu-chan's using his
allowance to buy these.
He'd be angry if he wasn't so confused.
Although... Mika would be lying if he wasn’t feeling other things.
Hmm. He looks at the clock. Yuu-chan doesn't get back until a few more hours...
Oh well. More time to read these then.
 
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As soon as Yuu returns home, he almost collapses on the spot. Holy crap, is he
glad to be back home. Their missions these days aren't as dangerous as they
used to be when the war was still going on but they're still a pain in the ass
anyway, especially when all he wants to do is go home, take a bath, and pass
out for the rest of the night.
He expected to come home to Mika cooking dinner—he always does—but this time,
all he's greeted with is a discarded broom on the floor and the house just as
messy as it was this morning. That's odd. Usually, Mika would have cleaned
their house by now. It's all he does when he's not at work.
“Mika?” Yuu calls, waiting for the vampire to respond. “You in here?”
No answer. Weird... Is he out?
Mika? Out? Out of the house?That's something Yuu would like to see. Even after
he got the job at the café, it'll still take a miracle to get Mika to willingly
leave the house.
Nevertheless, there's still no answer. Maybe Mika's taking a nap or something.
He rushes up the stairs, eager to get changed and spend the rest of the night
being a lazy fuck. First, he'd need a bath though... Kimizuki, being the idiot
that he is, “accidentally” tripped over and pushed Yuu into a puddle not long
ago. And yes, note the use of inverted commas because Yuu highly doubts that
was an accident. Asshole.
Whatever. He'll just have to repay Kimizuki back next time.
He kicks open his bedroom door, grinning at the thought of jumping into a nice,
warm bath, when he sees Mika lounging on the floor with that damn cat on his
stomach.
“Mika? What the hell are you doing in my room?” Yuu demands. He's about to run
to the vampire when he sees something that makes his entire body freeze with
absolute horror.
That BL manga box. That fucking collection that Shinoa lent him.
Mika. Is. Reading. The. BL. Manga. Box.
Yuu has to stop himself from fainting on the spot.
“Hello, Yuu-chan,” Mika says with the most innocent smile known to man. He
props himself on his shoulders, waving casually at his gawking boyfriend. “Nice
collection you have here. I think I like the one about the prince and his
knight the best—”
“S-SHUT UP!”Yuu shrieks.
He dives forward, reaching for the box. At the last minute, Mika laughs and
lifts it away from him, tutting under his breath as if Yuu isn't looking at him
with murderous intent. Fuck. He never even thought of the possibility that Mika
would find these! Fuck! His life is over! Mika will never let him live this
down!
“Look, look! Look at this part!” Mika points at a page of—FUCK.Yuu looks away,
his cheeks burning to the point where he's convinced he's about to pass out.
“They're doing it in a ball celebrating the prince's engagement! This is some
scandalous stuff, Yuu-chan. They're doing it behind a tree!There are other
people in the garden but the prince is saying he wants to be with his loyal
knight—!”
“I said shut up! They're not mine! Shinoa lent them to me!”
“Oh? You haven't read them?” Mika curls his lip, flicking through more pages.
“But you're missing out! I almost cried at the part where the prince found out
he was betrothed to someone else—”
Yuu pushes Mika's arm away. What the fuck is going on. Honestly. All he wanted
was a bath and here was Mika gushing over a BL manga. That manga he's reading
isn't even good anyway! Yuu flicked through it a few nights ago and it's filled
with cliché drama and weird sexual positions. He's not even sure if half of
those positions are physically possible... N-Not that he's read it! He was just
flicking through it to check them out! It doesn't count as reading!
“Wait a second...” Mika mumbles, putting the manga down. “Why would Shinoa lend
you these?”
Yuu's eyes widen. Shinoa lent him those with the intention that he would try
some of them out with Mika... but there's no fucking way that Yuu's going to
admit that. No way. No. Way. Mika will make his life hell with endless teasing
if he ever found out.
“Er... She... She needed to hide them... because... Kureto... almost... found
them last time! And, uh, you know how Kureto is. He'd probably burn the box
along with Shinoa's body so... yeah. I'm holding onto them. For Shinoa.”
That seems believable enough.
Mika slowly nods. It doesn't matter whether Yuu's lie was revolutionary or not
because Mika's got that smirk on his face. That smirk that tells Yuu he hasn’t
believed it at all. Great. Just great.
If all else fails, make an escape for it. That was one of the important rules
that Shinoa's always harping on about. Maybe it's time to put it to good use.
“Whatever. I'm going to take a bath! Can you leave my room now?” Yuu glares,
raising an eyebrow at both Mika and his silly cat.
Speaking of that feline, it's tilting its head at him right now. Is that meant
to look cute? Is it mocking him? Does the cat know the reason why he's got this
box of BL manga?
Yuu narrows his eyes at the cat. Fuck that thing.
Mika, on the other hand, doesn't leave. He's still flicking through that
fucking manga.
Gritting his teeth, Yuu reaches over to snatch the thing away from him—but
Mika's quicker. The vampire laughs under his breath, flipping them over as if
Yuu's weight is nothing but a feather to him.
Why does it feel like this happens on a daily basis...
Yuu scowls up. It's hard to focus on staying mad when Mika does things like
this...He blushes at the sight of his boyfriend leaning over him, his long
blond locks tickling his nose, his red eyes filled with nothing but amusement,
and that smirk. Fuck that smirk—why does it look so hot? Yuu's half-tempted to
grab Mika and just make out with him... until Mika looks away and starts to
flicker through the fucking manga again.
The asshole is lucky that he's got his vampire strength. Yuu's this close into
unleashing his seraph mode just so he can rip apart that box of BL manga. He
should have known keeping them would spell trouble.
“Yuu-chan, you should learn a thing or two from this prince,” Mika rambles on.
He points to a particular panel where the prince looks like he's have a very
intense orgasm. Either that or he's dying. It's hard to tell the difference.
“Fuck off, Mika,” Yuu grumbles, averting his eyes away.
“No, no, Yuu-chan,” Mika says, still jabbing his finger at the prince's face.
“You're meant to say A-Ahh, Mika, I'm going to die! You're driving me insane!”
Yuu splutters. He forgets all else and grabs Mika's arm, pulling it closer and
frowning at the page in front of him. What the fuck? The prince is actually
saying that? Yuu scrutinises the page, flying jizz and all, complete with the
prince's orgasming face and lolling tongue.
Is that shit meant to look attractive or what? Nobody orgasms like that!
Not that Yuu would know... but rest assured he would never stick out his tongue
like that. And why is the idiot prince saying he's going to die anyway? It's an
orgasm, not a fucking murder!
“What the fuck is that?” Yuu blanches, letting go of Mika. Thankfully, his
boyfriend finally gets off him, sitting back but still reading through the
manga like it's the most interesting thing in the world.
“Don't you like it? Wow, you're hard to please...” Mika throws the manga aside
with a dejected sigh. “There's other ones here though... I saw this one with A/
B/O...”
A... B... what now? Yuu leans closer, just in time as Mika fishes out a thick
manga with a guy wearing a dress on the cover.
“What's... A/B/O?” Yuu finally asks. He may as well get it out of the way
because it looks like Mika's too engrossed in the manga to bother explaining
himself.
“It stands for alpha, beta, and omega... I think it's a prominent theme in some
BL stories... I didn't know about it until today either but this manga has
loads of it.”
Mika spreads the book open, showing Yuu two pages of a dude on his hands and
knees and...
Yuu blinks. And frowns. Wait... What the hell?
“Why is his butt wet?”
It's a very innocent question, and luckily Mika doesn't even laugh. In fact, he
taps his chin and purses his lips, as if in serious thought.
“I think that guy's an omega... and from what I've gathered, omega males have
lubricating butts.”
In all the years that Yuu has known Mikaela Hyakuya, he doesn't think he's ever
expected him to say the words lubricating and butts in the same sentence. He's
not sure what he's more shocked at; the fact that those words came out of
Mika's mouth or the fact that a butt is lubricating—what the fuck?
It only sinks into him now what that means.
“How do butts lubricate?” Yuu's voice raises at the last word.
He would have laughed if the image of a lubricating butt wasn't so ingrained
into his mind. Who the hell comes up with this stuff anyway?
“I don't know... Maybe some people think it's more convenient since... you
know. They don't have to spend money on lube and stuff.” Mika shrugs,
completely unperturbed by the idea of a lubricating ass. “Anyway, the alpha
males do cool stuff too though.”
Cool stuff? Yuu's almost terrified to ask.
“Look, Yuu-chan.” Mika points to a... well, he points to a dick, to put it
lightly. Yuu stares at the dick, wondering if that's anatomically possible
since he doesn't think he's ever seen a dick as big as that before. How does
the guy even walk...
“Alpha males are able to knot with their partners during sex, making both males
unable to part until they are—”
“Stop, please stop.” Yuu covers his ears, closing his eyes and desperately
kicking the image out of his head.
“So, basically, knotting is like that thing that dogs do when they're—”
“LALALALA, I CAN'T HEAR YOU! LALALA!”
Yuu scrambles to his feet, still screaming LALALA at the top of his lungs.
Forget about his bath. He doesn't want to stay in this house any longer if
Mika's going to just look through those books all night. The idiot's laughing
right now, probably amused at Yuu's reaction—but fuck him. Yuu throws one last
glare at Mika and leaves the room, making sure to slam the door as hard as
possible.
As luck would have it, he remembers that he needs to walk his dog anyway. He'd
take walking the dog over Mika reading manga about males fucking like dogs any
time.
 
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By the time Yuu reaches the park, he can't be bothered to move any more. Yuu's
still too tired from his mission to properly walk Mika today... Mika the dog,
that is. He really shouldn't have named the puppy after Mika; it gets confusing
when you're calling out to your boyfriend and next thing you know, you have a
dog lunging at you. Or vice versa.
“Sorry, boy,” Yuu says as he sits down on the bench. “I'm too tired today. Feel
free to go around and do your business.”
The puppy seems to take this literally, seeing as the next thing he does is run
to the nearest tree and wee against it.
That's nice.
At least he's learning to not wee on their carpet instead. The last time he did
that, Mika looked like he was about to summon his sword and stab the nearest
thing he could find. That guy takes cleaning waaaay too seriously.
He makes himself comfortable on the bench. Knowing Mika, he's still probably
reading those manga... Yuu's gonna have to give that box back to Shinoa before
Mika gets any funny ideas from it.
“Oi, brat, what are you doing here?”
Yuu groans at that voice. As if Mika wasn't annoying enough. Now he has to deal
with Guren. He looks up, not even surprised to find the adult glancing down at
him as if he's nothing but a tiny ant.
For once, Guren's not wearing his uniform. He's actually wearing casual
clothes. It never occurred to Yuu that the adult would actually own other
pieces of clothing apart from the JIDA uniform. Huh. You learn something new
everyday.
“I'm waiting for Mika,” Yuu says. He glances back at his dog, chuckling under
his breath when it was still busy doing his business against that tree.
Guren frowns. He's looking around the park as well.
“What's he doing out here?”
“Taking a piss.”
Yuu's tempted to roll his eyes. What else are dogs meant to do in parks? Apart
from play fetch, but Yuu's too busy to even move right now, let alone chuck a
branch into the distance.
“He's pissing? What the fuck?”
Why the hell is he reacting like a dog pissing against a tree is a crime? Is he
one of those people who gets offended at that sort of thing? Yuu vaguely
remembers that Guren prefers cats over dogs but that can't be it...
And that's when it occurs to him that he named his dog Mika and Guren doesn't
know that.
Oh.
Oh.
Yuu resists the overwhelming urge to burst out laughing. Holy shit, so Guren
actually thinks that Mika the vampire is pissing in the park right now?
Oh god. Oops.
He's just about to correct Guren when he remembers why he's out here in the
first place. That's right. Mika the idiot was being his normal idiot self so
Yuu had to go out and calm down in the park—when it's actually fucking freezing
outside and he's still very much in need of a bath.
And so, like the sensible seventeen year old teenager that he is, Yuu decides
to let Guren think what he wants.
“Yeah, I think it's a vampire thing,” Yuu says, shrugging casually to himself.
“I was surprised too but Mika admitted that blood lust isn't the only thing
that vampires get. They also do these weird things like knotting and—”
“Knotting?” Guren looks at him like he's lost his mind.
Keep it together. Don't laugh. Fucking don't laugh.
Yuu bites the inside of his cheek and nods quickly.
“Yeah, uh... and some vampires have lubricating butts... That's what Mika says
anyway—not every vampire has them. I think it depends on, um, their status
or... how... how strong they are.”
He's not sure what the fuck he's saying or if Guren will even listen to him,
but this is an opportunity he can't miss out on. Serves Mika right for reading
all those weird A/B/C manga or whatever the fuck they're called.
“Kid, stop playing around. I've been at this job for years and I've never heard
of shit like that.” Guren groans, running a hand through his hair.
“I'm not! Mika said it himself. Go ask him if you want.”
They both stare at each other. Intently. For a very long time. Yuu's surprised
that Guren hasn't whacked him yet; he's getting ready to dodge any kicks or
fists flying across his way any moment. Guren was never one for his patience
after all.
“Hm. Alright. Where is the vampire brat anyway?”
Yuu pretends to look around. As expected, there are no signs of Mika or
vampires anywhere in the park, but his puppy has finally stopped taking a piss
and is now bouncing his way back to him.
“Huh... Looks like he went home,” Yuu says, shrugging to himself. “Maybe he
finished doing his business.”
Guren narrows his eyes. Yuu can tell his fists are shaking and he's possibly
seconds away from having his ass kicked back to his house. In order to prevent
bodily harm, Yuu stumbles out of the bench, grabbing his dog's leash and
backing the hell away from the angrily vibrating adult. Guren's no fun to joke
around with. Guren's no fun at all. Period.
He doesn't wait for Guren to say anything else. Yuu tugs on his dog's leash and
runs back home. It doesn't even take more than a minute until the laughter he's
been holding in escapes him. Ha! This was almost worth getting out of the house
for.
He's certain Guren won't believe him though. He's not that gullible. Yeah, he
let his ex girlfriend possess his body and almost killed half the squads but
there's a limit to how much a man can fuck up his common sense, surely....
Yuu shrugs. He's had this fun. He might as well go home and pray that Mika's
stopped reading the BL manga by now.
 
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The next day, Yuu's thankful that he can laze around. It's one of the few days
where he hasn't got a mission or training to be doing, so a day's worth of
being lazy is completely in order. He's alone in the house; Mika's got his
shift at the café and all, but that's not really a bad thing since he left him
some food in case he got hungry.
Although he can be a pain in the ass, Mika's sweet enough to know that Yuu gets
hungry easily. He even made him curry. How sweet is that? Mika knows how much
Yuu likes his curry.
He spends the entire day either taking naps or playing with his puppy. There's
nothing much else to do in this house; he and Mika decided long ago that maybe
they ought to get a TV or whatever they call it now. Maybe if they save up
enough money, they can get one with a large enough screen and all of them could
watch it together like a family...
Yuu smiles at that idea. That should be nice.
He's still smiling at the idea of watching TV like a normal family when Mika
gets back home from work. Yuu sits up, ready to welcome him home with a peck on
the cheek, but the expression on Mika's face stops him.
“What's up?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Not sure... I just had the weirdest conversation with Guren...”
Oh. Oh shit.
“Ah, really?” Yuu hides his smirk with a cough. “W-What did he say...?”
Completely unaware of Yuu struggling not to laugh, Mika scratches his head and
frowns even more.
“He lectured me about my manners and told me that urinating in public was
disgusting... I was honestly too confused to even say anything. Vampires don't
even eat—why the hell would I be urinating in public?”
Yuu coughs some more. His eyes avert to his puppy, who's very innocently
rolling around on the floor like he hasn't played a part in sabotaging Mika's
perfect boy image at all.
“Beats me,” Yuu says. “I wouldn't listen to Guren if I were you. He got
possessed by his ex girlfriend after all. You can't trust anything he says.”
Chapter End Notes
     YOU GUYS WANTED SMUT YOU NEVER SPECIFIED WHAT TYPE SO HAVE SOME CRACK
     INSTEAD BYE *RUNS AWAY*
     I tried I REALLY tried to write smut but idk wHY I ended up making
     this kind of crack instead... I will write full on smut for this
     fic.... one day... Today is not that day.
     ANYWAY, thank you so so sO MUCH for everyone who's commented and
     given kudos to this fic! I'm so thankful for all the support you guys
     give me for all my fics <3 I'm sorry for my lack of updates these
     days, uni is just getting so stressful and it's hard to find time to
     write something decent... I refuse to abandon my fics though and I'm
     hoping that I'll be able to get back into a nice rhythm of updates
     once my schedule calms down a bit.
     As always, all of your comments mean a lot to me~ If you want to talk
     or contact me, I'm free on tumblr or twitter!
     Btw, I'm running out of prompts to come up for this fic, so if you
     have anything you want to see get written in here then feel free to
     request something and I'll see if I can work on it.
***** Discontinued. *****
Hello y'all. This is probably expected since I haven't updated any of my fics
for well over a year but, yes, I'm going to discontinue this as well as my
other ongoing fics for this fandom. I just wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone
who supported/commented/liked my writing; you guys have been so kind and I
just?? I'm still wow at the amount of attention my stuff got. I never wrote
fics before this; I usually just wrote my own thing but never got involved with
a lot of fandoms, so it was really nice to have so many people say nice things
about my writing.
Thank you for taking the time to support me and I am very very sorry I couldn't
finish my things. If I'm going to be truthful, it's simply because I'm not as
invested in mikayuu/gureshin or the owasera fandom in general as much as I used
to be. I struggle to write about things I'm not passionate about and I know
that if I were to force myself to write another chapter for my fics, it won't
be as good and I'll just hate it.
Thank you to everyone who still wrote comments during this past year. Just know
that I read every single one of them even though I don't reply. All of you are
so sweet and I really do wish I can bring myself to write again for this fandom
because I feel like I should at least repay all of you guys dfjkfggf
Anyway, goodbye for now. It was fun writing for this fandom and I've met a lot
of good friends because of it. Thank you guys <3
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