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      Explicit
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      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
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      M/M
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      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End
  Relationship:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Character:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Ichinose_Guren, Hiiragi_Shinoa,
      Sanguu_Mitsuba, Saotome_Yoichi, Kimizuki_Shihou, Ferid_Bathory, Krul
      Tepes, Kureto_Hiiragi
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      Slave, BDSM, Alternate_Universe_-_Modern_Setting, demon_weapons, Yaoi,
      Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Blow_Jobs, Shower_Sex, things_get_pretty_dirty,
      Comfort/Angst, Implied/Referenced_Rape/Non-con, Friends_to_Lovers,
      Shameless_Smut, Car_Sex, Wall_Sex, both_characters_bottom_and_top, Forced
      Orgasm, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, cock_teasing, Exhibitionism, Rough_Sex,
      Falling_In_Love, Gentle_Sex, Angst_and_Fluff_and_Smut, hardcore_cuddles,
      Dreams_and_Nightmares, Slow_Burn, Spanking, Whipping, Past_Incest, Past
      Child_Abuse
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      Published: 2016-04-08 Updated: 2018-01-29 Chapters: 24/? Words: 94320
****** Somebody to Lean On ******
by TrashPanda
Summary
     Yuichiro needs a partner to help him with vampire hunting. His only
     option is to seek out somebody in the slave auctions. He comes upon a
     discounted slave, as beautiful as he is unwanted, and Yuu claims him
     for himself. Little did he know, this slave would change everything
     he ever knew about him himself, and in the process Yuu discovers he
     cannot live without this man, now that he has him in his life.
Notes
     First fanfic. So if you want me to continue, let me know? Or just
     leave some encouragement? IDK. I've been reading a lot of slave AU's,
     and I'm a huuuge fan of MIKAYUU. So this happened. If you want more,
     leave a comment, and I'll update as fast as I can.
     <3
***** Impulse Purchase *****
Yuu made his way to the main gallery of the auction house, bypassing the people
in tuxedos and gowns sipping champagne, as if this was a banquet and not a
slave auction. Yuu stuffed his hands into the pockets of his worn jeans,
ignoring the stares he was receiving from other people-yeah, yeah, I get it, I
don't belong here. Fuck you too.
 
He stopped by a posting in a large frame that outlined the kind of slaves being
sold for this year's auction, but he was only here for one kind of slave; A
fighter. One who preferably knew how to swing a sword, and loyal enough not to
swing it at him.A partner to have his back, especially in his line of work.
A bell chimed over the loud speaker then, and a woman announced that the
auction was about to begin. The patrons filled into the room one by one,
receiving a card with a number on it before taking a seat facing a large stage.
As the auction began, Yuu's eyes widened at the obscene amount of money these
slaves were going for. Not to mention that they paraded these people one by one
onto the stage, as naked as the day they were born.
After about an hour of people bidding for various kinds of house slaves, labor
slaves, and pleasure slaves, they moved onto the fighters. “$1400?!” Yuu
scoffed at the opening price for the first slave. “That’s insane!”
The patrons surrounding him all gave him a dirty look. Yuu felt himself
deflate. Well shit...I have only $500 to spend…
He’d never bought a slave before, had never thought he’d had to. But good
warriors were hard to come by. And he couldn’t simply accept resumes for being
a vampire hunter. Being a vampire slayer wasn’t exactly something to expose to
the public either. Slayers were discrete in their line of work, and Yuu needed
a partner to help him. Especially for his upcoming job…
“I suppose I could look...elsewhere…” Yuu mumbled to himself. His next job was
in a week, and these slave auctions only came around once a month. If he
couldn’t find a slave today, he’d be going to the job alone. And likely be
thoroughly fucked.
He was part of an entire unit, which consisted of two women, and two other men.
The two women were partners, a team, Mitsuba and Shinoa, who both specialized
in close combat with Mitsuba being the heavy hitter.
The two other men on his team, Kimizuki and Yoichi, were partners as well, with
Yoichi being a sniper, and Kimizuki head of research for their unit.
They rarely ever teamed up as one unit. There were cases all over Japan, and
each individual team was assigned their job by Guren, according to the severity
of it.
Yuu would have thought Guren had it out for him, not giving him a job in
months. But the work he’d been passing out for the other two teams were bitch
work anyway; Rescuing orphaned kids whose families were victims of vamp
attacks, or ‘bug hunting’ for the Four Horsemen of John. But still. Any work
was better than nothing! And his funds were running low.
So Guren’s ultimatum was, ‘Find yourself a partner, and I’ll give you the
assignment.’ Yuu didn’t have time to comb the streets for potential vamp hunter
material. Buying a slave who was obedient, trained and strong, was his best
option.
So now, here he was. And he couldn’t even fucking afford it.
Yuu was about to give up and just leave, before the auctioneer mentioned
something about the next option being a "discounted slave".
Yuu was about to walk away. He’d heard things about these discount slave tents.
The slaves inside were usually in bad condition. Missing teeth or limbs.
Mentally impaired, violent or dangerous. None would be of use to him…Yet, he
found his feet carrying him inside anyway. Usually, Yuu wouldn't even entertain
the idea of a discount slave. They were usually disfigured, reeked of piss or
sex and had a violent history with their masters. Those slaves weer usually
bought for cheap, punishing labor for factory owners, used as field hands, or
basically used for public humiliation as entertainment. Yuu wasn't about to
purchase some violent slave with a missing arm.
He got up, winding his way through the rows as seats, when he stopped in his
tracks, spotting a flash of gold out of the corner of his eye. He turned
towards the odd flash of color on stage, seeing a young man. He was bound with
his hands behind his back, on his knees a gag in his mouth, and he was
completely naked like the others. And a lot dirtier looking. He sat so still,
Yuu would have thought he was a statue. He appeared to have all of his limbs,
his skin, albeit stained in dirt and sweat, looked clean of infections or
sores, and he had a thick head of blonde hair, which was dirty as well, but
didn’t look like it was about to fall out. He was thin, very thin, but he could
plainly see the slave's muscles flex and ripple under his skin as he tensed
when the auctioneer began the bidding at a scant $700.
Yuu was shocked, when no a single person raised their number.
 
“Hey.” Yuu greeted an older man who was sitting in the aisle seat next to where
Yuu was standing. The man blew a puff of smoke from his cigar as he turned to
Yuu, raising a brow in annoyance.
Yuu pointed at the slave knelt on the stage. “So...what’s up with this one?”
The man puffed out a cloud of cigar smoke in Yuu’s face. "Bloodslave." He
answered, curling his lip in disgust.
As if that explained everything. Yuu didn't understand. The guy looked healthy
enough. “Ok, but why?” Yuu looked over the slave again. Aside from being almost
borderline anorexic looking, he appeared fit and healthy. “He got a weird
disease or something?” The blonde looked up at him then. Blue eyes blinking in
the low light, and Yuu’s breath caught in his throat. He’d never seen such a
bright blue color before. The slave was attractive, he’d give him that.
"All the slaves sold at these auctions are screened, so no." The man grunted
out. "But he's been sullied by those creatures. He no longer holds value."
Blood Slaves were seen as sullied, and very few people had ever seen one. Few
people were aware of vampires in this world, but even fewer had encountered a
vampire and lived to tell the tale. Once a human was bitten by a vampire, they
were considered outcasts, and slaves who were bitten were often executed in
fear of them being turned into vampires.
Which Yuu thought as stupid. Human’s didn’t turn into vampires by being bitten.
You’d have a higher chance of turning if the human had bitten the vampire.
Yuu didn’t give a shit whether this man had been a blood slave or not--Ok that
was a lie. He did care, but for an entirely different reason. Yuu hunted
vampires, and this slave had obviously been in close contact with them for a
time. Perfect!He could be a useful source of inside information, and Yuu wanted
him.
"I'll give you $500!" Yuu shouted out, holding up his number card. Every eye
turned to look at him then, the room fell silent. Yuu could feel his face
heating up.
The auctioneer scoffed. "I believe the opening bid was $700, kid. This isn't a
flea market where you can haggle. Take your business elsewhere."
Yuu felt like he'd been slapped, he was so embarrassed. But he pressed on. "Is
anybody else going to bid?" Yuu looked around the room and the sea of wealthy
patrons. "Anyone at all?" When the room continued to remain silent, Yuu turned
back to the auctioneer. "Well? It seems I'm the only buyer. At least his
previous owner will make something off of this one."
After a few moments of silence, the auctioneer announced "Sold!"
 
Yuu was brought to a large room where the people who had bid were supposed to
pick up their new slaves and sign some paperwork. Yuu knelt in front of the
slave, grasping his chin to get the blonde to meet his eyes. “Hey.” Yuu
prompted. The slave looked at him. “Can you fight?”
The slave’s brows knitted at the question, then he gave a hesitant nod.
“Know how to use a weapon?”
He shrugged.
Yuu took that as a yes. “Do you have his files?” Yuu asked the man who was
supposedly the slave's handler, or "slaver", as he continued inspecting the
blonde.
“There’s very little in his file, unfortunately. Though...I’m obligated to tell
you, that this slave has a history of violence…”
“Violence, huh?” Yuu mumbled as he checked the slave's back. There were scars
there as well, from what looked like a whip. His eyes traveled lower, before
his realized he was staring at the blonde’s ass. Yuu’s eyes shot up to the
slaver, who gave him a knowing smirk. “He ever kill an owner?”
“Naw. No murder records of any of his five previous owners. Unless he’s killed
other slaves. But those wouldn’t be in his file.”
Yuu gave the slaver a skeptical look, then looked back down at the slave’s
face. Blue eyes met his own, and for a moment, Yuu stared at the slave,
consideringly..."His previous owner? Was he the one that made him a
bloodslave?"
"His last owner before you was human, as far as I know. Bought him for
entertainment I believe. But he couldn't own up to the task. Nobody wants a
blood slave for long anyway."
So this slave was supposedly violent, but he might have inside information
about vampires. His body would be in good shape once he was fed properly for a
while. As long as the slave didn’t slit his throat in his sleep, Yuu supposed
he might be able to make this work. He didn’t really have another option, and
this slave was the best deal he’d come across.
"So if nobody wants him, why put him up for auction? What's my $500 going to
get me?"
The slaver crossed his arms over his chest. “It's worth a sot, to at least make
money off of him from people like you who are desperate for help. And It gets
you the slave, his uniform, and the mute collar--”
“Mute collar?” Yuu’s eyes narrowed on the slave.
“It keeps him silent. Slaves are not supposed to speak.” The slaver gave Yuu a
sceptical look.
Yuu turned back to the slaver, his eyes determined. “Keep the collar.”
The slaver shook his head. “Trust me, kid. I can clearly tell you’ve never
owned a slave. You’ll want that mute collar--”
“And I’m telling you, that I don't. I don't need him to be mute. Keep it. I
know those must be worth well over $200. So your boss shouldn’t be too
disappointed if he’s getting $500 out of me, plus the cost of his collar.”
The slaver was silent for a while, eyeing Yuu with an indignant glare. Then he
sighed. “Alright...you have a deal. As long as I can get out of this place
already."
Yuu grinned from ear to ear as he signed the ownership paperwork and handed
over the cash.
“Alright, he’s all yours.” The slaver undid the blonde’s bindings, removed the
gag and unlocked his collar. Once He’d stuffed everything into a bag and handed
Yuu the slave’s file and a bag containing his "Uniform" , he said “Pleasure
doin’ business with you!” And skipped off out of the tent.
Yuu was left now with the blonde, who was still kneeling and rubbing his chafed
wrists. Yuu sighed. The poor man was still naked. Yuu’s eyes flitted to the
blonde’s groin of their own volition, blanching when he saw that the blonde’s
cock was pierced--He shot his eyes back up to his face, then the blonde smirked
at him.
“Uh...um--clothes! Let’s...get you into these clothes…” He felt his face heat
up with embarrassment. He’s just a slave. Yuu told himself. He’s my slave, I
shouldn’t be embarrassed for looking at him! Even though his ears burned, he
tried to shake it off.
They finally left signing room, and went into main lobby. Yuu inhaled deeply,
then looked around the foyer in search for some kind of changing room. Yuu felt
uncomfortable having this tall, skinny, and admittedly attractive and
completely naked blonde man following him around. Some people gawked, but most
ignored them. It wasn’t completelyuncommon to have a naked slave around at
these things, but it still made Yuu uncomfortable. And he wanted his new
potential partner to have some semblance of modesty.
Finding a washroom, he handed the duffle bag of clothes to the slave, and
pointed him in the direction of the washroom and told him to get dressed. But
the blonde simply opened the bag and slid the tight white pants up his legs and
fastened them, them buttoned up the black shirt over his torso within seconds.
Yuu looked around himself awkwardly as the slave took out thigh high black
leather boots, slipping them on and buttoning the gold buttons over his
legs. Once he was done, he stood there and stared at Yuu silently.
Yuu blinked at him. Well I suppose that was faster anyway.He scrutinized the
slave, taking in the sleek, admittedly sensual manner of his uniform. What the
hell kind of slave wears something like that?!Yuu cleared his throat, realizing
he'd been staring too long. "Uh-um...are you hungry?" They left the building
together, walking down a long street lined with food stalls and restaurants.
The slave just looked at him silently as they walked, his expression seemed
surprised by Yuu’s question.
“Ya know? Food?” Yuu stopped walking and made a motion like he was biting into
an invisible sandwich.
The blonde stared blankly.
“Fuck...you aren’t deafare you?!” He briefly berated himself for not asking
more questions to the sellers.
But after a moment, the blonde shook his head. Then signed something to him.
Sign language?!Yuu didn’t speak sign language. “Look, you can talk, ya know.
You don’t have a mute collar anymore. I need you to talk if we’re going to be
working together.”
The blonde just cocked his head at him, still not speaking.
Yuu let out an exasperated sound. “Okay, look, just…” He handed over the
remaining money he had to the slave “go get yourself whatever you wanna eat.
I’ll just wait here at this bench until you come back. Yeah? Go on now.”
The blonde looked from the money in his hand, then back up at Yuu, then glanced
behind himself at the food stalls. Yuu gave him a soft smile, nodding in
assertion.
The blonde turned on his heel, wandering off into the crowds of people.
 
 
***
 
Yuu waited for over 20 minutes for the blonde to come back. He knew the risk he
had taken by giving the slave some money and telling him to go get his own
food. But Yuu supposed that if his new slave was a runner, he might as well
find out sooner rather than later when he was balls to the wall in a vampire
battle.
The sun had began to go down, and Yuu was about to give up hope that the blonde
was going to return, until he saw his tall form sauntering back to him with a
bag in his hand.
Yuu’s amount of relief surprised himself,  and he smiled widely when the blonde
stood before him once again and awaited his next order. “Ready to go see your
new home?” Yuu asked.
The blonde nodded and followed him Yuu’s small truck parked a few blocks down.
The truck stuttered on the first two tries while getting it to start, but when
it roared to life, Yuu patted the dashboard fondly.
“And off we go!” Yuu said merrily.
 
 
***
 
 
Yuu’s home was small, but it was his.He’d always grown up sharing a space with
the other orphans, then shared a dorm room with Kimizuki in his younger years
in college. But he was well into his 20’s now, and his first home purchase was
a triumphant feat in his way of thinking. To finally have some independance.
Although, he was lonely a lot of the time.
He rarely got to see his friends, his fellow vamp hunters, since those monsters
had been getting more and more bold and created more and more work for them
all. Each team lived together for safety reasons. But Yuu suspected that was
partly by personal choice as well. Being on the road together for so long, in
constant danger and saving each other’s lives...did things to people. Made them
grow connected to one another. Because often times, one person wouldn’t even be
alive without the other.
Yuu wouldn’t admit out loud that he was envious of his other teammates
relationships, but he certainly craved companionship. And wanted somebody to,
at the very least, keep him from dying. Or at least try to.
Yuu didn’t think forming relationships with a partner was a wise course of
action. People died too frequently in this line of work. And god forbid if they
actually held romantic feelings for their teammate? It would ruin them. Yuu
thought it was stupid. But who was he to dictate other people’s lives?
Especially when he’d just purchased a slave, and was now fiddling with his keys
to unlock his front door and about to let him in. Into his space. His life. His
work. His entire world. And he was supposed to trust this discount slave?
Yuu took a deep breath, and opened the door. “So...this is me!” He laughed
nervously, taking inventory of the blonde’s expression.
The blonde remained as stoney and stoic as ever.
“Yeah…” He surveyed his own small two bedroom house. It was kind of a mess, he
supposed. But he had a working stove and oven, a TV and a couch, and hot water
in his only bathroom which he was to now share with the blonde. And at least
there were proper beds in the two bedrooms he had.
“Sooo, I know it’s notmuch . But it's...um…” Yuu sighed “not much…”  He took
the bag of food the blonde had purchased and placed it in the kitchen and began
putting the things he had bought away. Which mostly consisted of vegetables and
some fruit. Seriously? This guy needs to learn what real food is. Maybe I’ll
make some curry--
His thoughts were cut off when he heard a thump. He turned towards the sound to
see the slave on his knees on the floor, eyes cast down and fingers laced
behind his head.
“Umm…” Yuu went to stand before him. “You ok?”
The blonde hunched over, bowed before Yuu’s feet, his palms now flat on the
floor and his forehead resting on his knuckles.
“Hey, hey! Stop that! You don’t have to do...whateverthis is. Get up already!”
The blonde sat back up, but remained on his knees. He stared up at Yuu with
wide azure eyes, then he averted his gaze again and began unbuttoning his
shirt.
“Whoa-whoa! Dude! Chill!” Yuu stayed his hands. “Why are you getting
undressed?! Are the clothes scratchy?”
The blonde gave him a confused look, then dropped his gaze to the front of
Yuu’s pants. His hands shot out to fumble with Yuu’s belt buckle.
“AH! Stop! Stop it.” Yuu drew his hips back out of the blonde’s reach, then
knelt down on the floor with him. “Oi...I think there’s been a misunderstanding
here.” Yuu began. “I didn't purchase you for...that.”
The slave looked conflicted. Eyes darting this way and that, as if determining
his role in Yuu’s household. He looked stricken when he finally met Yuu’s eyes
again.
“Oh jeez…” Yuu pinched his brow. “Um...how about a shower? Just you , shower!”
He emphasized when the slave gave him an expectant look. “While you’re doing
that, I’ll get us some dinner cooked. Ok?” Yuu stood again. When the blonde
still didn’t move, Yuu gave him a shooing gesture. “Go ahead. It’s the door at
the end of the hall that has that stupid ‘ If you sprinkle while you tinkle’
sign on it.
The slave hesitantly rose to his feet. With another unsure look at his new
master, he finally retreated down the hall to fulfill his orders.
Yuu ran a hand through his hair once the blonde had left the room. This is
going to be harder than I thought...
***** Talk to Me *****
Chapter Notes
     OMG you guys are so amazingly awesome and sweet with all of the
     comments and Kudos you gave me!
     It seriously helps my muse, so thank you for that! <3
     Hope you like this second chapter. It's Mika's POV :3
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The blonde was confused by his new master’s request at first. Until he entered
the small bathroom and got one good look at himself--
Holy hell, he was filthy! No wonder the man didn’t wanna fuck him yet. He
wouldn’t even want to fuck  himself  in this state.
He stared at the tub. Then the showerhead above. Then the knobs. He wasn’t sure
how to get this shower started, but if he was ordered to clean himself, he’d
try. He twisted the two far knobs, but no water ran so he shut them off. He
twisted the middle knob, but still, nothing.
He looked at it, perplexed. Did he master have no money for running water? How
was h supposed to get clean? He looked at the sink, then turned the handle and
the water ran hot and cold from the faucet. Maybe he was intended to clean
himself  this way?
He sighed, then began splashing water over his face. He looked over at the hand
towel, afraid to use it. He hadn’t received permission to use any towels or
soaps, and he didn’t want to overstep his boundaries on his first night.
There was a knock at the door suddenly, and he startled.  Shit...was I not
supposed to use the sink? Was I not supposed to have the door closed!?  He
wondered then why his owner hadn’t simply walked in. Why was he even knocking
to begin with? In his own home?
He looked down at the dirt splattered in the sink and panicked. Desperately
trying to wash away the mud he had made in it from washing his face, but it
still appeared dingy.
He briefly closed his eyes at the second knock on the door. He knew he was
going to be punished, he may as well see what kind of punishment this new owner
was capable of.
He opened the door fully, seeing his master standing in the doorway. “I figured
you might need some towels and stuff!” The black haired man smiled at him,
making the blonde feek uneasy. He started sinking to his knees, anticipating
his punishment for dirtying his possessions.
“Good thing I caught ya before you got in the shower!” The raven haired said.
Then noticed the slave starting to kneel. “Oh god, please, stop the kneeling
thing!”
The blonde rose again, and his master set the towels on the toilet lid. Then
looked at the sink. The blonde swallowed nervously.
“Having trouble with the shower?” His master asked. Not even daunted by the
condition of his sink, his master brushed past him into the bathroom. “Sorry,
the shower is a little tricky.” He worked the knobs until the water came
streaming from the shower head. “It’s the middle knob first, then the left for
hot water, then the right to cool it off. I advise you to remember the right
knob. If you just turn on the left, you’ll be scalded. And that’s no fun…”
The room started filling up with steam, making the air seem almost sultry.
“By the way, I haven't told you my name yet. And since you’re about to get
naked in my house and all, maybe I should introduce myself.” He grasped the
blonde’s hand, shaking it up and down with a firm grip. “I’m Yuichiro. But
please, for the sake of time, just call me Yuu. Ok?” He released his hand.
The slave nodded.  Yuu...easy enough to remember.
Yuu looked at him expectantly. “So? You gonna tell me your name too?”
The blonde looked around, searching for a way to tell him. The mirror had began
to fog up, so he wrote it there. ‘MIKA’.
“Mika, huh?” Yuu smiled. “Kinda girly, but it suits you!”
Mika stifled the urge to roll his eyes.  Never heard that one before.  When Yuu
continued to stand there, Mika took that as a hint, and began undressing
himself again, figuring Yuu wanted to watch him bathe. It wouldn’t be the first
time--
“Oh shit! Sorry! I’ll just leave you to it!” Yuu left the bathroom in a rush
and closed the door on his way out.
Mika blinked at the closed door. Perplexed. This was all so strange to him. His
new owner said he hadn’t bought him for  that.  That being sex. But the way Yuu
kept looking at his body, clearly stated otherwise. Then Yuu would blush like a
virgin, and retreat when Mika tried to give him what he thought he wanted. His
new owner was odd, to say the least. And he kept wanting Mika to speak. Which
was even more odd. Owners never wanted their slaves to speak. And Mika hadn’t
spoken to a master in over 5 years. He would have thought his voice was gone
forever, but sometimes he’d whisper to himself, just to make sure it was still
there.
With a sigh, Mika finished undressing, folded his clothes and set the on top of
the toilet tank and stepped under the spray of the shower. It was pleasantly
hot, and eased some of the tension in his shoulders. He leaned his head back,
letting the water wash away the days of dirt and grit that had settled in his
hair. It tickled the tops of his shoulders, making Mika realize how long it had
grown. His previous master had stopped cutting it two weeks prior to him being
brought to the slave market. No longer wanting to take care of him.
Mika couldn’t say he was surprised, but he was disappointed. He’d always been a
good and obedient slave, until he had snapped, and stepped out of line with his
previous owner…
For the last 10 years, he’d been trained and conditioned into the role he was
to play. He’d wanted to please his masters and satisfy their every need.
Whether it be for food, cleanliness, music, or sex.
Yuu had asked if he could fight and hold a weapon. He had been trained to fight
by his first owner, but that was 10 years ago. The first time he’d been sold,
was by his own parents. They hadn’t wanted him anymore, and so when he was
barely 13, his father had taken him to a stranger’s house, and had sold him for
a high price. He’d been young, strong, responsible, and virginal. And Mika took
orders well and fulfilled them completely. His first owner had wanted to train
Mika to be a fighter for the fighting pits. He could have made a lot of money
off of him, if he’d ever sent Mika into the rings. The master was kind, and
only beat or whipped him when Mika screwed up. Unlike his previous owner. But
when Mika had started growing into manhood, and hadn’t grown bulky or hardened
enough looking for fighting, instead keeping his lean form and soft features,
the master had thought another line of work would suit him better.
So at 16, Mika was sold again. This time, to a woman who saw Mika as an
excellent candidate to be a house slave. She hosted lavish parties for wealthy
businessmen and women, and it was Mika’s job to entertain them. He’d been
taught to play music on a violin, serve food and drinks and assist the other
slaves in the household in cleaning and running errands.
Then, his role had started to change when one night, his master had spoken to
him about one of the women at a party wanted to pay her for some of Mika’s time
‘In private.’  That had been the night Mika had lost his virginity. His last
thread of innocence.
It was nice, he supposed. The woman was older and experienced, and was patient
as she eased him into the motions with soft words and touches. It wasn’t the
fireworks and angels singing kind of experience he’d always expected for his
first time, but it had certainly felt good. And he had no qualms with
entertaining her again whenever she’d attend another of his master’s parties.
Once he’d had his first, his master deemed him fit to entertain other guests in
the same fashion. And being the obedient slave he was, Mika complied. He
enjoyed having sex with most of the women, and some of them were young and
beautiful and kind. Others were more into roleplaying, had wanted to tie Mika
up and punish him before they fucked him. Those sessions hadn’t turned him on,
since punishment was something he’d been conditioned into when he’d done
something wrong. But when he started having sex, his master had trained him
into taking attentions and staying hard throughout any kind of session. There
were a few times when Mika hadn’t been able to stay hard or orgasm, whether it
be from fatigue, physical pain, or he simply didn’t find the woman attractive.
Which was unacceptable. He was expected to perform under any condition.
So once he had been trained into performing and finishing in the end, his
master thought he was ready for other kinds of sex.
The men payed much more money to fuck him than the women did. But the first
time Mika had entered the bedroom and saw a large man waiting for him, his cock
fat and heavy in his hand as he stroked it while beckoning Mika to come closer,
he’d panicked. Mika fled from the room, and fell to his master’s feet and
begged her not to make him do that. But she wouldn’t listen, and thought his
groveling was shameful.
In the end, she’d made Mika go back to that room anyway. The man had fucked him
hard, it hurt. And even though he’d played his part and orgasmed at the end
like he was trained to do, Mika had cried for the rest of the night. Curled up
in a little ball in the slave quarters he shared with 7 other slaves. Some
tried to comfort him, and he was grateful for their attention. Had clung to
them like a lifeline and sobbed until he’d finally fallen asleep. But when the
master had met with him the next day, she was angry at his behavior, and had
punished him accordingly.
Several months went by after that, and Mika had become used to having sex with
both women and men. Sometimes the men were even easier to please than the
women. A few of them just wanted to simply watch him stroke off as they stroked
themselves, others only wanted Mika to suck them off. He’d become particularly
skilled at that, and often times the men would even tip him for the blowjob.
When the master learned of how desireable and skilled Mika had become in that
department, she decided his skills would be best suited for another line of
work. So she’d sold him off for an incredibly high price. For more money she
could have made off of Mika on her own in a year.
And thus, began his life as a pleasure slave. Some of the masters were more
harsh than others, but they all had properly trained him in different sexual
acts, the proper ways to kneel and taught him to be silent even when being
punished.
He was sold off a couple more times after the patrons had become bored with him
and desired new product. Being sold to a new owner always worried Mika. But
nothing was a harrowing as his time spent with the vampires. The person he’d
been sold to was a human. But Mika didn’t know that the human who had bought
him was blood slave himself, posing as a wealthy patron for the vampires.
Yet, upon entering the large mansion he was to reside in, Mika instantly knew.
All of the windows had been blackened, allowing zero light inside. And the
place had a faint coppery smell that hung over it.
The vampires hadn’t beat him, but they continuously fed off of his body. They’d
force him to orgasm and lap up his spend, drink his blood, made him engage in
orgies with the other blood slaves as they bit him and drank him and fucked
him. Often times he’d pass out from blood loss or exhaustion, only to wake up
to a fresh hell when he was covered in crimson or had been ordered to bury
another blood slave who had died in the night from being drained. Mika was sure
he would die in that place, would share the same fate as the other blood slaves
before him.
But he hadn’t. He’d survived long enough for the vampires to tire of him, and
had sent him off to be sold yet again, this time to a powerful man with hate
behind his dark eyes. His situation at that place was similar to his first
master. The man would have parties and he was expected to entertain them.
Though...his masters particular brand of ‘entertainment’ was much, much more
sadistic…
***
Mika shook away the memory, resolved not to think on his past anymore. He was
away from those terrible places now, and that’s all that mattered. He wasn’t
sure how much this situation bettered than his previous ones, but his new owner
seemed to be friendly. Of course...they  all  had seemed like nice people, in
the beginning…
Mika eyed the shampoo in the shower. He still hadn’t been told he was allowed
to use it, but he hadn’t been given his own. Clearly, this was Yuu’s own
personal soap. And Mika was afraid of using it when it didn’t belong to him.
He’d always been given his own toiletries to use. Toothbrush, toothpaste,
shampoo and conditioner and bodywash. All of high quality to keep him looking
groomed and smelling fragrant and clean for guests. But Yuu’s soap was some 2-
in-1 shampoo, and it smelled generic. And his bodywash was a simple bar of
soap, which had been clearly used on Yuu’s own body.
Deciding that his new master would probably want him to actually be clean when
he stepped out of this shower, Mika tentatively picked up the shampoo and
squirted a palmful of the ‘ Ocean Breeze’  scented substance into his hand and
lathered his hair. He used his fingers to comb it through, trying his best to
free it from the knots and tangles, watching the dirt and grime from it circle
down the drain.
He rinsed his hair, then lathered it again, letting it sit this time as he
grabbed the bar of soap and began washing his body. He gingerly probed a soapy
finger in his entrance, wincing from the twinge of pain. He was still sore from
his previous master’s ‘Farewell Gift’. Mika hoped that if Yuu  did  want to be
pleasured this evening, he could appease him by using his mouth and buy himself
more time to heal. Either way though, if Yuu wanted to fuck him, then he’d make
sure he was clean and ready for him.
He continued to wash between his legs, then lathered a hand to stroke the soap
over his length. He felt himself harden on instinct from the touch, and scowled
down at his traitorous dick like it had personally insulted him. “Stop it!” He
whispered harshly at his cock, giving it a hard smack. The slight pain made the
erection go back down.
He just finished rinsing himself of all the soap when another knock at the door
sounded.  Oh shit! Did he hear me speak? Was I taking too long?!  Considering
his new master’s living arrangement and lack of expense with his possessions,
maybe his owner was angry with him for using too much water and costing him
more money?!
Mika frantically shut off the water and smoothed his hair out of his face.
Wrapping a towel around himself, he opened the door. Still finding it odd that
his master had given him the courtesy of knocking.
Yuu was standing at the door with a smile. “Hey Mika! Enjoy your shower?”
Was that sarcasm? Mika couldn’t tell. Was that a hint that he had taken too
long? Mika slumped and bowed his head. He felt terrible. He was causing his
master trouble on the first night. He didn’t want to be sold again. He’d
already been brought so low. If Yuu sold him now, he’d likely end up at the
slave camps.
Yuu placed a hand on his shoulder, causing Mika to slightly flinch.  Stupid!
Just take your punishment!  He rarely ever flinched from his masters.
“Hey? What’s wrong? You ok Mika?”
Mika raised his head again, parting his lips in surprise when he saw real
concern in Yuu’s eyes. His master really did have such beautiful eyes...they
looked so kind. He never wanted to see those eyes look at him with anger--
Yuu’s eyes slowly took in Mika’s naked chest as water dripped from his blonde
hair and slid from his collarbone down to the V of his pelvis. Yuu’s eyes
followed those droplets of water until it disappeared beneath the towel around
Mika’s waist.
Then Yuu retracted his hand as if Mika’s skin had burned him. The blonde gave
him a wry smile, and dropped his towel to the floor, leaning against the
doorframe and giving him his best lustful expression.
Mika could have sworn that Yuu’s face turned every shade of red.
“Uh...um...oh! Here!” Yuu bent to pick up a pile of clothes next to his feet,
then shoved them into Mika’s arms while keeping his eyes clamped tightly shut.
“You can sleep in this tonight! I made us some food so come eat when you’re
dressed! Okay-bye!” Yuu said in a rush, then all but ran back down the hall.
Mika stared after him, puzzled. His master was acting as if he’d never seen a
naked man before. Maybe he hadn’t? Maybe his master didn’t know that he had
purchased a pleasure slave. His file said as much. It even had a list of all
his skill sets.
Well...he’d likely read it tonight. Then maybe he’d finally understand, and
Mika would be able to fulfill his duties.
After getting dressed in sweatpants that were a couple inches too short on him
and a t-shirt which was stretched tight over his broad shoulders, he felt lost
for a moment on what to do about his other clothing and the towel. So he folded
the towel as well, and scrubbed the sink clean. He eyed the toothbrush, then
ran his tongue over his teeth. The metal from his tongue peircing scraped
against them, and felt gritty. He hadn’t been given the chance to brush his
teeth in a couple of days, and it felt gross.
Feeling like he was doing something very wrong, he opened the medicine cabinet
above the sink. There were two extra packaged toothbrushes inside, along with
an array of band aids, bandages, rubbing alcohol, unopened bars of soap,
toothpaste, condoms, and deodorant. Curious, he grabbed the box of condoms,
seeing that it had been opened and there were a few packets missing inside. So
his master  wasn’t  the only virgin left on the planet.  Good to know.  He put
it back in it’s place, then grabbed the deodorant, opening it to take a whiff.
It smelled nice, and he had the notion that he wouldn’t mind having his master
fuck him if he got to inhale this spicey scent from the man’s skin.
Afraid of getting caught snooping, he put it back then plucked up one of the
extra toothbrushes. He peeked out of the bathroom door. Yuu wasn’t coming back
yet, maybe he could use it before he was caught.
Mika had always been taught to be fastidious, to keep himself clean and always
ready for a client. Being dirty gave him anxiety, and he felt like he’d be
failing in his duties if he didn’t have proper hygiene. So he opened the
toothbrush packet, and squirted a dollop of toothpaste onto it before
vigorously scrubbing his teeth and mouth. He’d have to show his master what he
had done afterwards, and take his punishment accordingly. But he’d worry about
that later.
Once he was done, he gathered all of his things, along with the stolen
toothbrush, then steeled himself as he padded down the hall to where his master
might be. He expected Mika to eat, and a wondrous smell wafted from the
direction of the kitchen.
Yuu was sitting at the small square dining table, laptop opened in front of him
as he seemed deep in concentration while he read something and simultaneously
ate his food. The food looked strange to Mika, something that looked like
carrots and potatoes and meat in a gravy sort of substance over rice. Another
plate of food lay in wait at the other end of the table.
He tensed when Yuu looked up from the computer at him. “Hey!” He greeted, then
pointed to the other untouched plate of food. “Thats for you. Hope you like
curry. If it’s cold, just pop it in the microwave for a minute…”
He trailed off when Mika dropped to his knees next to where Yuu was sitting,
holding out the pile of clothing and the towel with the stolen toothbrush
perched atop it.
“Umm…” Yuu blinked at him. “Set those in the laundry room, I guess? And you can
keep the toothbrush in the bathroom ya know. I promise I won't prank you or
scrub the toilet with it.” Yuu’s expression seemed amused. And Mika felt relief
wash over him at the fact that Yuu wasn’t looking at him with anger or
betrayal. Stealing a toothbrush was wrong of him, but maybe his master had
intended on him using it anyway. But still, he couldn’t help but feel like he
had betrayed the man’s trust.
Mika did as he was told, and put the items in the indicated places. Then
returned to Yuu’s side, keeping his head bowed. Yuu gave him a confused look
again. “Now what?” Yuu asked.
Still feeling like it wasn’t his right, nor his place to speak aloud, he signed
‘SORRY! SORRY!’ Over and over. He didn’t want to screw up, didn’t want his new
master to regret buying him. And he felt like he was already fucking up.
“Hey, stop! Stop, I don’t know what you’re trying to say, ok?” Yuu took a deep
breath. “Look, we need to have a serious talk here for a sec. I don’t know any
sign language. And I already told that slaver guy that I don’t need you to be
mute. I need you to speak! So?” Yuu looked at him expectantly. “Are you even
able  to talk?”
Mika swallowed nervously, then nodded yes in answer.
“Ok, so why won’t you?”
Mika looked stricken, eyes darting around the room for some other way to
communicate. Having the freedom to speak after all of these years wasn’t
something he could just simply adapt to in a matter of hours.
Yuu rose to his feet, making Mika duck his head in anticipation for Yuu to
strike him. But when he opened his eyes again, Yuu was holding out his
cellphone in the notepad app, prompting him to type out his words.
Mika took the phone with careful hands, as if he was holding some priceless
jewel, and wrote ‘Not my place’.
“Not my place?” Yuu asked. “What do you mean?”
‘Slaves don't speak. I haven't spoken in 5 years.’ That was only partially
true. Mika  had  spoken out of turn to his previous owner. Had... lashed out...
Which was part of the reason he’d been sold, and had received such a harsh
punishment…
“Mika? You listening?” Yuu asked.
Shit... He’d spaced out! He didn’t hear what his master had said to him!
“I said, I’m not like those other owners you’ve had. I don’t know what your job
with them used to be, but with me, we’re going to be caught up in some
dangerous situations. And communication is something that we seriously need to
establish.” Yuu ran a hand through his hair. “Look, I really need you to help
me out here or I’m screwed. I’ll tell you more about it tomorrow, but we have
about a week until we have a job to do. And I need you to start talking by
then, ok? Or else...this isn’t gonna work…”
Mika flinched, folding in on himself. He felt like he might cry, and he shook
with the effort to keep his composure. But it was hard. He’d been through a lot
in the past few days, he was so tired, so worn down and stressed out. He knew,
as a slave, that he was disposable. And could be replaced so easily. But he
didn’t want to be a disappointment right off the bat. He wanted to be useful,
even if it was only for a short time. Mika’s breath hitched, and he nodded in
understanding before typing out, ‘I’m sorry, master. I will try my best.’
Yuu gave him a sympathetic look. “Hey, I’m sorry. Don’t be sad! Come on, relax.
I won’t get rid of you, understand? I’ll just have to find you a different kind
of job if this doesn’t work. But I really need you to help me Mika. So thank
you for willing to try.” He placed a hand on Mika’s shoulder. “You don’t have
to say anything tonight, if that makes you feel better. Let’s just eat and go
to bed, ok?”
Mika nodded again, though he was still unsure how sincere Yuu’s words were.
Other masters had said similar things. Had promised him a comfortable life or
told him they’d always keep him. But the truth was, slaves rarely ever stayed
with a master for their lifetimes. Especially a pleasure slave.
But he resigned himself to his fate. Even though speaking would surely bring
about more reasons for Yuu to want to get rid of him, he’d comply to his
master’s wishes. He’d been told in the past that Mika had a sassy mouth, and
often came off as sarcastic or disrespectful. But he’d do his damndest to keep
his thoughts to himself and be obedient. And hopefully, he’d be able to show
his master how useful he was with his mouth in  other ways,  rather than
speaking.
Chapter End Notes
     Who wants to take a guess of who Mika's previous owners were? ;3
***** Wake me up *****
Chapter Notes
     OMG the feedback has been so awesome that as a thank you for all of
     your loveliness, I decided to upload this today! :) Also I had some
     time today to get it finished. So here you are! Idk I will be able to
     get chapter 4 out by the end of this week. Let's see how this chapter
     fares ;)
     (Psst...there's some smut in this one...)
     Hopefully it's not complete rubbish. But I tried!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Yuu could have sworn that his new slave was going to be the death of him.
Seriously, what’s up with this guy getting naked all the time?!  Not like Yuu
hadn’t had his fair share of drunken exibitionism, but this was blatant sexual
invitation that Yuu honestly had no idea what the fuck to do with.
Yuu supposed that he should probably read through Mika’s file, but decided he’d
do it later. He finally got Mika to stop with the sign language thing he was
doing, and got him to agree he’d actually use his voice to talk to him.
Eventually…
Now Mika was sitting on the floor with his back against a wall in Yuu’s line of
sight and shoveling the curry in his face like he was starving. And he very
likely was. He was about to protest having Mika sit on the floor, but decided
that if the slave felt more comfortable on the floor, then who was he to nay
say?
 
Guren had sent him an email containing the dossier for his next mission. Two
vampire males have been terrorizing a small fishing village. Yuu knew he could
likely handle two vampires on his own, as long as they weren’t nobles. But the
truth of the matter was, if he was killed in battle with them, who would know
what happened to his body? That was the risk of flying solo. You didn’t have a
buddy to carry your limp and lifeless body out of the fray for a proper burial.
Or prevent the vampires from turning you.
He looked over at Mika, who was scraping the last bits of rice from his plate.
He said he could fight. Yuu would have to see for himself tomorrow if he’d been
lying or not. He really hoped he could. This mission shouldn’t be too
difficult. A good introduction into what Yuu expected of Mika, and a chance for
the blonde to decide for himself if he wanted to continue staying with him or
not. Not many people would want to live the kind of life Yuu did, and he’d
never force somebody to. But he also didn’t want to die this week, especially
when he’d just paid off his truck!
It would take about two days of driving to reach the village, three if they
stopped somewhere for the night to sleep. Then they’d spend the next two days
scoping out the town, asking the villagers or victims of the attacks questions
about where the vamps were holed up.
Vamps were bold, but they weren’t stupid. They wouldn’t be wandering the
streets or out in public if they were feeding off of townsfolk. They likely had
a nest somewhere nearby the town, and only came out to drink their fill, and
then go back into hiding. But they couldn’t simply waltz into that down with
their proverbial guns blazing. They had to be discreet, and hopefully lure the
vampires out of their hiding places.
Yuu mapped out the quickest route to the village and potential motels to stay
at along the way, entering the addresses into his GPS and storing it for later.
Tomorrow, they’d get a move on, and Yuu would test Mika’s skills and see if
he’d be able to hold his own. If he couldn't, well...at least he could probably
carry the bags or something.
“Oi, Mika? Come here for a sec.”  Mika rose instantly upon request, then moved
the Yuu’s side and knelt before him. Yuu rolled his eyes at the damned
kneeling, but didn’t bother to comment. He was too tired to argue. Instead, he
sat down on the floor next to Mika and put his laptop in front of them for Mika
to see what he wanted to show him.
“So, I know it’s all kind of sudden, but here’s the deal; We’re going to be
taking a trip up to this fishing village.” He pointed out the location on
google maps. “We gotta leave pretty early tomorrow morning, but we will stop on
the way to get you some new clothes and such. I don’t know if you’ve noticed,
but I’m not exactly rollin’ in dough. So Goodwill clothes would have to do for
now.” Yuu sighed. “Too bad you’re so tall, or I could have lent you mine.” He
pointed out the sweatpants and how short they were on Mika’s long legs. “But
high waters aren’t exactly practical for this line of work.”
Mika flushed, like he was embarrassed, then he held out his palms, a question
in his blue eyes.
Yuu caught on, realizing Mika wished to “speak”. He handed over his phone
again. Watching as Mika slowly typed out his words, then handed the phone back.
‘I am very grateful for anything you give me, master.’
Yuu snorted at Mika’s formality. “You’re such a dork.” He murmured to the
blonde.
Mika blinked at Yuu’s amusement, clearly not understanding what was so funny.
“Anyway,” Yuu continued “before I go dragging you across the country, how do
you feel about killing some fangs?”
Mika’s eyes widened at Yuu’s question.
“I know you used to be a blood slave or whatever. And since you’ve spent some
time with them, I was kind of hoping you can give me some information about
what their lair is like. Also, you’d be getting revenge for being their slave
for however long you were with them. So, whadaya say?” He asked without looking
at the blonde as he typed up a short email to Guren.
The blonde had a far away look in his eyes when Yuu looked back up at his face
from the laptop. They looked almost glazed over, a dark shadow forming over his
expression.
“Oi? Mika?”
No answer, he just continued to stare into nothing.
“Uh...Mika, you with me?” He placed a hand on his shoulder, and the blonde
seemed startled for a moment. Then he seemed to become angry with himself, and
bowed his head low.
Yuu slid him the phone again so it was in his line of sight, just in case he
had something on his mind he wished to express. He waited for a couple of
minutes, just watching as Mika’s breathing calmed down. He felt terrible, he
must have spooked the blonde. Yuu knew how terrifying the vampires could be.
And this man had been their victim. He knew he was asking a lot, by requesting
a former blood slave to assist him in vampire hunting, but Yuu figured he
needed to get this out of the way sooner. Needed to know if Mika would bail.
Finally, Mika began typing on the phone again with hesitant fingers. ‘Anything
you ask of me I will do for you.’
Yuu read it then handed it back, “Yeah, but...is this something that you’ll be
able to do, after what you’ve been through?”
Mika just simply handed the phone back, the same sentence remaining.
Whelp...that was that then. “Alrighty! Great! Then let’s get some sleep. We
gotta be up at the asscrack of dawn if we’re gonna get a decent amount of road
behind us!”
Yuu put the dishes away, and threw some laundry in the dryer, all with Mika
following him around the house like a shadow. Yuu would have been annoyed by it
if it were anybody else, but the blonde’s constant presence was somehow
welcoming. Yuu tried to shake him a couple a times, pivoting on his heel and
abruptly changing direction, or rounding corners fast and tightly. And
surprisingly, he’d never bumped into Mika once. No matter how close to his hip
the blonde was, he somehow remained out of his way. Yuu smiled to himself.
This might work out pretty great!
After he was done fucking with his new partner while he simultaneously cleaned
up and got things ready for the drive in the morning, Yuu showed Mika to the
spare room. “This is you.” He pointed to another closed door. “That’s me. You
already know where the bathroom is. And for the love of god, Mika, please don't
wake me up asking permission to use it! If you have to take a piss, just go in
there and piss. Ok?”
Mika nodded, and Yuu smiled fondly. “However, if there’s an issue or you have a
serious question or concern, then you can come get me. Ok? I’ll keep my door
unlocked…” He trailed off, narrowing his eyes at the blonde suspiciously.
“You’re...not gonna try and kill me in my sleep, are you?”
Mika’s blonde brows drew together, and he shook his head furiously.
“Ok, good!” Yuu’s smile returned. “Well, goodnight Mika!” Then he retreated
into his room and shut the door.
 
 
***
 
Mika swallowed nervously, then went to his own assigned room. He kept the door
opened, allowing the hallway light to flood in. He hated the darkness.
Even though Yuu had put fresh bedding over the mattress, the room still had a
faint musty smell hanging in the air, indicating its lack of use.
The bed looked large and almost daunting. Mika had never slept alone in a bed
as big as this. He’d never slept alone, period. He usually always slept curled
up on futons or pallets in the slave’s quarters, cuddled up close to all of the
other slaves, like hamsters.
A common misconception about pleasure slaves, was that they usually became
distant and less receptive and uncomfortable with people touching them. But the
truth was, almost every other pleasure slave he’d known, including himself,
craved physical contact. The  innocent  kind, like resting your head on
someone's shoulder, holding their hand, petting their hair or lightly rubbing
their sore backs and shoulders.
It was when the hands became more insistent...more  demanding  and roamed in
ways over his skin with the intent to take pleasure from his body instead of
gifting comfort, that Mika’s mind shut down. He tuned out. The lights were on
but nobody was home. He’d learned to feel only the physical pleasure to be able
to reach completion and satisfy the patron, but he was emotionless. He didn’t
feel desire, closeness or any emotional connection to his sexual partners.
But he  did  feel kinship with the other slaves. He felt sorrow at their
passing, amusement at something funny, but never  joy . Maybe some resemblance
of happiness at times, but never that pure joy that could make somebody’s face
ache from how much they’d smile or the giddy butterflies in your stomach
because something or somebody just makes you so fucking happy that it feels
like your body can’t contain it all inside. The kind of joy the bred love in
someone’s heart.
He’d never known those kinds of feelings, but what Mika  did  feel was  want.
Not want like a sexual desire kind of want, but want for  something . Like
right now, he wanted somebody to be next to him as he slept. Which he tried to
suppress. Slaves were never supposed to  want  anything. They’d take what they
were given, and were grateful for it. Mika’s wants had gotten him in trouble
many times, when he had voiced them. Being mute certainly helped keep those
feelings bottled up inside, but to his shame, he still experienced them.
He sighed, knowing there was no helping it. He wouldn’t dare bother his master
while he was trying to rest, no matter how much Mika wanted to go into his room
and curl up on the floor next to him. So he opted for wrapping a blanket around
himself and lay on the floor as he looked out the bedroom door while keeping
his master’s own closed door in sight. Knowing he was just beyond that barrier,
and the fact that Mika was able to see it, gave him some comfort. And he
eventually allowed himself to fall asleep.
 
***
 
Yuu felt tense, slightly nervous as he tossed and turned in his bed. He
couldn’t seem to get comfortable and his mind kept playing back his
interactions with the  sex-on-legs,  blonde slave he now had in his home.
His thoughts kept returning to how Mika looked when he’d opened the door to the
bathroom once he’d been showered and cleaned off. The blonde had been
attractive before, even when he was filthy. But cleaned up with his wet golden
hair clinging to his chiseled face, and water dripping down his equally
chiseled body…
Yuu turned to his back, letting his mind dwell on the sight. He hadn’t realized
he was trailing a hand over his own chest, as if he was mapping out the trails
those little droplets of water had made down Mika’s torso, and etching it into
his own skin.
Then Mika had dropped his towel, giving Yuu a full, and shocking view. Seeing
him naked in the slaver tent was one thing, seeing him naked in all his pale
skinned, smooth, and admittedly brow raising glory--
Yuu’s own shaft twitched at the memory of the slaves large pierced cock, which
for whatever reason looked semi-hard, and it nearly startled him. Yuu rubbed
the heel of his palm against it, groaning in frustration.
He wasn’t a virgin by any means. This line a work made for many occasions where
he’d saved a woman’s life, and she’d practically throw herself at him in
gratitude. Some may call it wrong, him taking advantage of a woman who was
afraid and had just been rescued from vampires. But this job didn’t allow for
him to have a normal relationship. They could be used as leverage against him.
And he simply just didn’t have  time  for normal 25 year old man shit like
dating or finding somebody to settle down with. He was a vampire hunter. And
when he was lonely, or reeling from a close call with death, he’d drown himself
in liquor at a random bar, then bury himself in a woman whose name he never
recalled the next day. Then he was off on another mission, or traveling to
another part of Japan again where more potential for death and violence and
blood awaited him.
And throughout all this time, even before he’d become a vamp slayer, he’d never
been attracted to another man. He couldn’t even remember the last time the
sight of  anyone  had gotten his blood hot. He’d just wound up having sex
without preamble or yearning or lustful thoughts making him nervous or giddy.
Sex was just an outlet for his frustration, or a temporary solution for his
loneliness. No fuss, no muss, no strings attached.
And now here he was, lying here fantasizing about this slave, who seemed just
as keen on fucking him. Which Yuu would  never  do. For one, he vowed long ago
to never sleep with a teammate. Second, he didn’t even swing that way! And
third, Mika would definitely let Yuu fuck him, because it’s likely that his
past owners had taken advantage of him because Mika had to do whatever he was
told. Which was  wrong . Yuu wasn’t lying when he said he didn’t buy Mika for
sex. He wouldn’t consider himself the most moral person, but he was resolved to
keep his dick in his pants around the slave...
Yet, his cock didn’t seem to really care about all of that, as it still
remained painfully hard. “God dammit…” He cursed under his breath after a few
minutes of laying there and willing his dick to just chill the fuck out. He was
never going to get to sleep with this stupid erection.
He angrily pulled down his boxers to free himself from it’s confines, sighing
in exasperation before spitting into his hand and grasping his firm length. He
gave a wary look at his bedroom door, as if Mika knew what he was doing and was
going to open the door any second and catch him.
He shook away the irrational thought, then began furiously stroking himself as
he tried to think about the last woman he’d fucked. She was pretty, with dark
hair and dark eyes that contrasted well with her pale skin. Not as pale as
Mika’s. Mika’s was like alabaster, and looked so soft, despite the scars on his
neck and back. Yuu wondered what it would taste like…
He blinked when he realized he was fantasizing about him again. So he tried to
train his mind back on the girl. But he kept seeing flashes of blonde hair and
wide set blue eyes gazing up at him as he’d sink to his knees, looking at him
expectantly. Awaiting Yuu’s every command--
His balls tightened as the fantasy played on, and he bit his lip to keep from
groaning too loudly as his cum shot all over his stomach and chest, toes
curling and back arching from the intensity of it.
He lay there panting for a moment, the blissful afterglow of his orgasm slowly
fading into shame when he realized what he’d done.
He’d just stroked off to thoughts of his vulnerable, blonde slave. And had come
hard  from it.
Yuu cleaned himself off with his discarded t-shirt, then pulled his blankets
over himself as if they could hide him from his own self hatred.
“Stupid…” He whispered to himself. “You’re so fucking stupid.” Promising to
never let himself do that again, he squeezed his eyes shut to force himself to
sleep. And prayed that the guilt wouldn’t be evident on his face in the
morning.
 
***
 
Yuu had told Mika that he expected him to be up at, as Yuu had colorfully
deemed ‘ The Asscrack of Dawn ’, so  that’s precisely when Mika awoke. The sun
was just breaking over the horizon when Mika opened his eyes. He listened for a
moment for any sounds indicating that Yuu was already awake.
He wasn’t. And Mika breathed in relief.
His body had been conditioned to wake upon command, and he was used to being up
early to dress himself and prepare his master’s breakfast or clean rooms which
had been used the previous evening by other pleasure slaves. The only mornings
he was ever allowed to sleep in, was when he had serviced a client that
evening. But seeing as Yuu hadn’t invited him to his room throughout the night,
or even left any indication that he needed to be serviced, it was now Mika’s
duty to make sure his master woke to a proper meal.
He folded the blanket he’d been wrapped in and placed it onto the unused bed.
Then silently padded down the hall to the bathroom to relieve himself before
hastily showering and brushing his teeth. He padded back to the bedroom, and
dressed in the clothes Yuu had given him to wear today. The jeans were still a
bit too short, and looked weird on him. So he rolled the cuffs to show off his
taut calves, then smoothed on the t-shirt Yuu had let him use. It had some band
name on the front that Mika had never heard of, then shrugged on the red hoodie
and zipped it up, realizing how cold Yuu kept his home.
He checked himself out in the mirror. He’d certainly looked  better  before.
But he supposed this would have to do. He was grateful for the clothing,
especially since they personally belonged to his master. Which Mika thought of
as such an honor to be able to wear them. He placed the collar of the shirt
over his nose, inhaling the scent.
It smelled spicy and earthy, just like his master. It smelled like Yuu. Not
like fancy colognes or oils. Just...natural. And he liked it. He liked being
surrounded with this scent. He sighed, almost happily.  Content  might be more
accurate. Then he went to the kitchen and opened the fridge to peruse its
contents to make his master breakfast.
He wasn’t sure what the man usually ate in the morning, but there were eggs in
the fridge, as well as leftover rice and that delicious curry stuff Yuu had
made them from last night.
Mika gathered what he needed once he decided on a dish to make, then went in
search for the pots and pans.
 
Mika placed the curry rice omelet in the oven to keep in warm since Yuu wasn’t
awake yet, then cleaned the kitchen and put everything away. Mika glanced at
the clock on the microwave. It was 6:32.
Mika decided to wait by kneeling next to Yuu’s bedroom door, palms flat against
his knees. And waited...and waited…
At 7:01, Mika began to wonder if his master was alright. He waited another five
minutes, then decided to check on him. His master  had  told him he could come
in if there were any concerns. And right now, he was concerned.
Yuu was still sleeping soundly, blankets punched up at his feet and exposing
his bare chest. His master’s body was certainly nice. His chest was firm, his
arms muscled and his stomach taught and chiseled with abs. He looked strong,
healthy, and that dark trail of hair leading from his navel down to the area
concealed by his boxers drew Mika’s attention. Yuu was hard from his morning
wood, and it tempted Mika to take a peek. To touch it and feel if it was as
firm as the rest of his body looked…
But then he noticed the t-shirt on the floor by his feet. The black material
was crusted over with remnants of his master’s seed…
Mika felt a pang. And a slight jolt of panic.
Yuu had said he hadn’t purchased him for acts of sex, yet the evidence of his
need for release was glaring at him from the floor. Was Yuu angry with him? Did
he not want him because he didn’t speak?
Mika wanted to please his master. This was his  job!  If Yuu needed release,
then Mika should be the one assisting him so he wouldn’t have to do it on his
own. This was what he  did.  His purpose. And Mika would rather die, than live
without a purpose! He just had to show his master how good he could make him
feel. How useful he could be. Then Yuu would understand! Then Yuu would know
that Mika was a good slave and would pleasure him whenever he needed it.
Resolved, he crawled up onto the bed and carefully slipped Yuu’s boxers down
his muscular legs. He clicked his tongue ring against his teeth as he admired
Yuu’s shaft. It was smooth and thick, his balls laden and heavy…
He knelt between Yuu’s legs, softly cupping his master’s testicles with one
hand, while his other rested against Yuu’s hip to keep him still incase he
bucked awake. Firmly, Mika flattened his tongue against the base of Yuu’s
shaft, wiggling it back and forth against his sack, then licked from the base
to the tip and swirled his pierced tongue over the crown.
Yuu’s breath hitched, and he hardened further.
Mika repeated the action, this time closing his lips over the head and giving
it a light suck before pushing to ball of his tongue ring into Yuu’s slit.
His master groaned, and Mika drew him deeper into his mouth, swirling his
tongue on the way down and suckling as his pulled upwards.
Yuu’s breathing grew harder, and he began rocking his hips up into the warm wet
feeling stroking and twirling and sucking his dick off--Yuu blinked his eyes
open “M-Mika!” He gasped, looking down at him. “What the hell are you--haaah…”
His head fell back against the pillow as he fisted the sheets in his fingers.
Holy fuck...what a way to wake up!
Mika smirked, and shoved Yuu’s cock down his throat, humming softly. The
vibrations made Yuu buck his hips involuntarily.
“Mika...Mika...oh god…” he breathed.
Mika sucked him harder when he tasted precum, rolling Yuu’s balls in his palm
as he worked his other hand in tandem with his mouth, his drool slicking his
master’s shaft and allowing Mika’s hand and lips to glide smoothly up and down.
Yuu’s legs shook as he neared his climax. Each groan and moan that left his
lips was sharp and breathy, and music to Mika’s ears. He liked his master’s
sounds of pleasure, and wanted to wring more from him. It was a sign that he
was doing well. That he was making his master happy.
“Oh fuck--I’m gonna--Mika...Mika!” He thread his fingers into Mika’s hair and
thrust his shaft in between those perfect lips. Yuu had no fucking idea what
Mika was doing with his tongue, but it felt incredible and his spine tingled as
the heat pooling and coiling in his groin became tighter and tighter. “Mnn--so
close!” He warned. But Mika didn’t pull away, he only took him deeper and-
- fuck does he even have a gag reflex?!  Apparently not because Mika’s nose was
pressed against his pelvis as his throat worked to swallow Yuu’s dick-- “Fuck
yeah, Mika!” His vision went white as he shot his spend down Mika’s throat.
Coming harder than he had last night...coming harder than he had in  forever ,
actually. The after shudders rolled on and on and the blonde continued to
suckle at his pulsating flesh, until Yuu became too sensitive and tried to
scooch away from his perfect mouth.
Mika grinned at him, a genuine smile. He seemed pleased with himself.
Yuu stared in open astonishment as he tried to catch his breath. Mika’s lips
were red and glistened with saliva and cum. His hair was disheveled from Yuu’s
fingers gripping them as he’d fucked his mouth. He was beautiful, and he was
smiling and god dammit Yuu wanted to kiss him that very moment--
“Good morning…” Mika spoke. It was barely a whisper, throaty and soft, but he
spoke.
Yuu’s look of astonishment melted into a broad smile. The kind of smile that
made his eyes squint and elicited a short giggle noise from his chest.
Mika’s voice was such a sweet sound, and Yuu instantly loved it. Wanted to hear
more of it. Wanted more of a lot of things from Mika that he knew he couldn’t
have. But he enjoyed the moment and the high he felt from the happiness that
Mika had wrung from him via awesome blowjob and a simple greeting.
His thoughts might have been cheesy, even borderline chick-flick in his
temporary europhoria. But he didn’t care right now. He knew progress when he
saw it. And he decided that he was happier about hearing Mika’s voice, than he
was about receiving morning head. The notion might be ridiculous to some, but
to Yuu is was undeniable truth. Though, getting head was a close second.
“Good morning to you too, Mika!”
Chapter End Notes
     Holy shit! Writing smut is so embarrassing!
     *Runs and hides*
     I can't even...
***** Fight Me *****
Chapter Notes
     Wows...I was having a hard time with this one!
     I'm still not entirely sure in which direction I'm wanting to steer
     their relationship, but It's getting there.
     Thank you all for the comments last chapter! I was so embarrassed by
     the smut. But hey, if you like it, then that's awesome! I'll try
     harder for the next chap ;)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Morning head  and  breakfast?!” Yuu exclaimed. “Ha! You just might make the
best wifey ever!”
Yuu didn’t notice Mika blanch and turn red at his joke as he set down and cut
his omelet in half, inhaling the scent.
Mika sat on the floor with his palms on his knees, waiting for Yuu to finish
eating--
“Oi...where’s yours?!” Yuu asked before he took a bite.
Mika’s eyes widened before he looked back at the ground.
“And will you please, just sit at the table with me? I don’t like it when
you’re on the floor all the time…”
Mika complied and stood. Then Yuu gestured towards the sole empty seat on the
table with him. “Common, have a seat.”
Mika did as he was told, though he shifted uncomfortably and kept his head down
and gaze averted.
Yuu then slid the other half of the omelet over to Mika.
The blonde snapped his eyes up to him, shaking his head.
“You gotta eat, Mika. You’re too damn skinny! If a vamp tried to grab you, you
might snap in half like a twig.”
Mika flushed, feeling very self conscious. He knew he’d lost a lot of weight.
His last owner had wanted him to be thin and lean. But during the last two
weeks before he was sold, they hadn’t fed him much. And he’d gotten even
thinner. He still retained his muscle and physique, but he could feel his
ribcage under his fingers.
Mika stood to retrieve a couple pieces of fruit from the fridge. If his master
wanted him to eat, then he would. But he wasn’t about to eat the food he made
for Yuu.
He sat back down and pushed Yuu’s breakfast back across the table for him, and
began peeling an orange for himself.
Yuu sighed. “Well at least you’re eating. But you’re missing out! This omelet
you made it really good.”
 
 
Mika sat silently and waited until Yuu was finished showering. His master had
closed the door, so Mika took that as a hint that he didn’t want company.
When Yuu came out of the bathroom in only a towel though, Mika couldn’t help
but stare in open admiration. And he almost smiled when Yuu’s entire body
blushed under the blonde’s hungry gawking. He backed toward the bedroom door
warily, as if Mika was gonna pounce, and quickly closed the door.
The blonde just blinked at him, lips quirking in amusement. If Mika hadn’t
known better, he’d think his new master was a virgin with how shy he was
acting.
Mika knew he’d been bold by waking him up the way he had. But that look of
bewilderment on Yuu’s handsome face had been priceless. Yuu’s entire response
had excited Mika to the point where he actually wanted his voice to be heard by
this man, and he wanted to give him more. Wanted his master to smile at him
like that every day--
Stop it Mika...you know what happens when you start wanting things!
 
***
 
With a large packed duffle bag in the back seat of the truck, they headed east
for several hours. The morning was cold and a frost had seemed to settle over
the truck and showed no signs of melting any time soon. They reached the edge
of the city before the highway stretched on through a mountain plain and
stopped at a store.
“Common Mika.” Yuu hopped out of the truck, Mika following close behind.
Yuu checked his account. He had emailed Guren last night, informing him he
would be leaving in the morning to take the job, and needed at least half of
the money for it upfront to get his new teammate gear. The man grumbled, but
transferred the first half of the $2500 bounty to Yuu’s account. “Ha! Fuck
yeah, we’re rich!” Yuu beamed and showed Mika the receipt of his account
balance. He didn't wait for Mika’s reaction, just grabbed his arm and pulled
him into the store.
Rich?  Mika had seen rich. And that certainly wasn’t it. But at least Yuu
seemed happy about it. Maybe that was a lot of money for the man.
Yuu dragged Mika through aisles while pushing a cart, telling the slave to pick
out things he wanted.
Mika looked lost, staring blankly at the varieties of shampoo. He didn’t know
what he wanted. He’d always simply been given the essentials.
“What’s wrong?” Yuu asked. “Trust me, motel shampoo is shit. You’re gonna want
your own.” Mika looked like he wanted to shrink into the hoodie and disappear.
Why was he freaking out?
“I…” Mika started “I don’t know which…”
It was the second time Mika had spoken, and Yuu just stood there for a moment,
hearing him but not processing words. “Huh?”
Mika looked back at him, worry on his face. “I don't choose things...” If only
Yuu knew had deeply that statement ran.
“Well, you do now!” Yuu smiled. “Here, smell this one!” He picked up the same
brand that Yuu had in his own shower, just in a different artificial scent.
Mika’s nose wrinkled at the smell. Yuu laughed and put it back. “Ok, how about
this one?”
They went through a couple more brands and scents before Mika decided on one he
liked. Then the blonde grabbed a different bottle in the same brand and scent.
“What's that?” Yuu asked.
Mika held the bottle out to show him.
“Conditioner? What’s that for?”
Mika’s lips quirked at his cluelessness. Then he ran his hand through his hair,
showing how tangled it still was. “Makes it soft.”
Yuu snorted. “Ok, goldilocks. I’ll get you conditioner.” He tossed it in the
cart.
Clothing was something that Yuu decided he should probably pick out for him,
since the slave seemed to be drawn more towards... unconventional  types of
clothing. He left Mika to pick out his own underwear because there was no way
in hell he was gonna pick out another man’s boxers or whatever for him! He
tossed a few shirts, both long and short sleeved in the cart that were a size
bigger than Yuu’s own shirts, and some jeans for him to try on.
Then he picked out a black canvas jacket that was similar to Yuu’s own, only he
got one for Mika that had a high necked collar so the slave could conceal his
bite scars. Yuu didn’t care if he had been a blood slave, but he noticed other
people in the store looking at the blonde with disgust. And Mika became
increasingly uncomfortable each time he noticed somebody staring at him with
abhorrence.
Mika came striding towards him from the underwear aisle with his hood over his
head and his eyes cast downward. Two girls were snickering and pointing at the
blonde from behind him down the aisle. Yuu’s temper flared. “Hey!” He yelled to
them.
Mika’s eyes widened, and he shook his head at Yuu, pleading for him not to make
a scene.
The girls startled and looked at Yuu. “You gotta fucking problem?” He brushed
past Mika and thundered over to the two girls who were glaring at him now.

“We saw his neck.” One girl said. “How could you bring your slave out in
public? He’s sullied! He could be dangerous!”
Yuu gave her a menacing smile, lowering his voice. “The only thing dangerous
about him, is the fact that if you bitches have the nerve to fuck with him,
then you’ll have to deal with  me. ” Yuu didn’t have his sword on him, but the
demon connected to it was also connected to his body. He could call upon it’s
power at will. He wasn’t planning on fighting these girls, but he  did  want to
scare them a little.
One of his eyes turned a deep red, piercing and unholy. They gasped, and when
Yuu winked, it turned back to it’s normal green.
“Oh god...you’re a freak!”
Yuu smirked at them. “Yep. Now fuck off.”
Thankfully they did. They were likely going to report him, and Guren was going
to have to do some damage control. But whatever. It wouldn’t be the first time
Yuu had used his power to scare people off. “Let’s go Mika.” He led the baffled
blonde to the dressing room to change into his new clothing. Handing him a pair
of thick soled work boots that wouldn’t get slippery if he had to run through
blood or any other slick substance.
Mika looked good when he came out of the dressing room fully dressed and with
his new jacket buttoned high around his neck. Yuu smiled at him, trying to
lighten the blonde’s tension that seemed to have settled in his shoulders.
“Well don’t you look all  butch?”
Mika’s brows knitted in confusion, not catching his meaning.
“Pfft. Okay let’s buy this stuff and get out of here.”
 
***
 
They were back on the road again. Yuu blared his music and sang along to the
lyrics. Mika thought that his master would be a good singer, if he’d stop
wailing out the song.
He looked over at Yuu again for the umpteenth time. He could hardly believe
what had happened back at the store. True, those girls had been whispering to
each other about him, wondering if he was going to steal and commenting on his
scars. He put the hood on to conceal them, hoping they would just leave him
alone. When they started coming closer he fled, unsure of what his master would
say about him being harassed. And surprisingly, Yuu had defended him.
Threatened  them, even. None of his masters had ever protected him so fiercely
before. The memory of it gave him shivers. Something had happened, something
that had made those girls look at his master with terror in their eyes. He
couldn’t see Yuu’s face, but Mika had felt a change in the air, just for a
moment. Something menacing.
His master wasn’t normal...and he was unsure whether or not staying with him
was a good idea. Whatever he’d unleashed on those girls, he could easily
unleash on Mika. It made him uneasy. Yet, Yuu would smile at him with such a
friendly expression, compliment him, buy him new clothes and conditioner and a
duffle bag to put his new belongings in. Yuu was so friendly, and it seemed so
natural. He didn’t have to force a smile or try to be nice, he seemed so kind
that Mika was inadvertently drawn to him. Regardless of the fact that Yuu had
something about him that could make people afraid.
Yuu looked over at him when he felt Mika’s stare. The blonde turned away
abruptly, kicking himself for being so rude. “Um...t-thank you, master. For the
clothing, a-and...what you did when those girls…” Mika trailed off. God, how he
hated speaking! He always felt like he was going to say the wrong thing, or
come off as rude. He peeked over at Yuu again. He wasn’t looking at him
anymore. Wasn’t saying anything. He looked deep in thought.
Yuu turned down the music and took an exit off the highway that looked like it
led to a deserted rest stop amongst the trees. Mika’s hackles rose, his hair
stood on end. Fear suffused him.
Yuu parked and got out, moving to the truck bed to open a large lockbox he said
contained gear.
Mika tentatively got out of the truck, standing behind it and waiting for Yuu
to instruct him to do something--
Yuu pulled out a sheathed sword, and Mika’s heart leapt in his throat. His
knees met the ground so quickly that it sent pain shooting up his legs.  Did he
bring me out here to kill me?!  His breathing grew erratic as he bent forward
in anticipation. If he was going to die, he was thankful that the one to swing
his killing blow was Yuu and not---
“Mika? What are you doing?”
Mika looked back up at Yuu’s puzzled face. He was holding a sword in each hand
now, and blinking down at the blonde.
“For fucks sake Mika, what’s the matter  now?”
“I…” Mika’s eyes darted, trying to find the right words that wouldn’t anger his
master. “I just...anticipated an execution…”
“Execu--WHAT?! Fucking hell, Mika! Would you get up already? You’re freaking me
out!”
Mika stood again on wobbly legs. Feeling like he was about to start crying. He
knew he was flailing all over the place when it came to his new master. But the
man wasn’t setting rules or boundaries. He wasn’t giving orders. Wasn’t
punishing him for doing wrong. He didn’t have a role to play with Yuu. Didn’t
know what to do with himself. Didn’t have a purpose…
“I’m sorry.” Mika whispered. “Please, punish me for my offense…”
Yuu placed a hand on his shoulder, he looked worried. “Hey, I’m not going to
punish you! I’m not gonna hit you or whip you or whatever else those others had
done!”
Mika couldn’t help it. He felt so lost, so frustrated. His throat felt like it
was constricting as hot tears began to gather in his eyes. “Master please!” His
voice was louder this time, pleading. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to be
doing...how am I supposed to know your rules? My duties? I can’t be useful to
you if you won't let me do my job--”
“Mika--”
“I’m a slave. Have been one since I was a child. I’ve grown up knowing
discipline, structure, and routine. Please, master, just tell me--”
“Mika!”
The blonde gasped, realizing he’d just had an outburst. And now Yuu sounded
angry.  Good, maybe now I’ll finally be punished--
Yuu tossed him one of the sheathed swords. Mika caught it reflexively.
Yuu unsheathed his own sword. It was a Katana, but it was unlike anything Mika
had ever seen. The onyx metal gleamed in the sunlight, and half of the sword
looked to be made of emerald. It matched his master’s eyes, and it appeared to
be almost glowing. Mika blinked a few times, thinking it was just a trick of
the light. But the green glow the sword emanated didn’t fade.
Yuu gave him a knowing smile. “What I’m about to show you might seem...strange.
I guess strange is an understatement. But I know you felt it when we were in
the store earlier. You’ve been tense ever since. So I figured, I owe you an
explanation…” Strange looking marks began to appear over Yuu’s cheek, his eyes
began turning red.
Just like the vampires... Mika took a step back, clutching the sword in his own
hand tighter.  Not again!  He thought.  I’ll kill myself before being forced to
be a slave to vampires again!
“This is my demon, Asuramaru.” An inky black shadow grew behind Yuu. Like fog
or smoke, but more dense, as if it were substantial. It seemed to be growing,
seemed like it would consume Yuu, then come for him after. It was terrifying.
“This is a demon that I made a contract with. He’s connected to this weapon,
and to my soul. This is the only way I’m able kill vampires.” Yuu sheathed the
sword, and the black smoke vanished into the scabbard. “ This  is your role
here with me, Mika. What I need you for. I’m a hunter, and I’m connected to a
demon. Every hunter in my unit is connected to a demon through these weapons.
They’re called  cursed weapons.  And it’s the only way to take out the
vampires. I need a teammate. I don’t need you to kneel and grovel. I need you
to forget everything you’ve been taught to do and how to act before you became
mine. I need you to join in this fight with me. But first,” Yuu grinned “I need
to see if you can injure me.”
Mika blanched, taking another step back. Was this a joke? A game? Was he trying
to make an excuse to kill him? Mika shook his head, no. He didn’t want to try
to hurt his master. He wasn’t a vampire, which was a relief. But he wasn’t sure
being connected to a  demon  was much better.
“I’m serious Mika.” Yuu’s voice sure sounded serious. “If you don’t have the
courage, or the wherewithal to fight  me,  then you won't stand a chance
defending yourself against the vampires. This is what I bought you for. To
fight with me, and have my back so I don't die like an idiot for being crept up
on. So If you don't think you can do this…” Yuu pointed to the benches at the
rest stop. “A bus will be here to pick up travelers in a couple of hours. You
can get on that bus, with the clothes in your duffel and the money I put in
there. You won’t hear from me again. I won't bother you or come after you. But
if you want to stay with me, and help me…” Yuu held his arms out to the side.
“Then fight me.”
Mika’s mind was racing. He was serious. He’d really do it! He would leave Mika
here, and pretty much give him the option to run away. But where would he go?
Mika had no family. No friends. Nobody would want him, especially after seeing
his scars. He supposed he could try to find work, live like a normal person.
Except for the fact that he was imprinted with a slave code. Any public records
would show his history, and if he was suspected to be a runaway, he’d be
returned to his owner, or sent to the slave camps if his owner didn’t want him.
He looked at Yuu. Really looked at him. This man was offering something that
Mika had never deigned to even dream of. A chance to prove his worth. To become
something other than a hole for men to fuck or a dick for him to fuck women
with. Yuu wanted him as his teammate. He was going to actually put his life in
Mika’s hands, like Mika’s life was in Yuu’s, and trust him not to let a mutual
enemy get the drop on them. And Mika was almost put to his knees with the
weight of the responsibility he was being offered. The honor. If his master
went off alone, the vampires could kill him. Even with that terrifying demon
connected to him, if Yuu was caught unaware, he could be killed in an instant.
Mika knew all too well how strong those vampires were. And Mika realized then,
that he didn’t want this man to die. He was good, and kind. And he began to
believe, that this Yuuichiro person might actually care about his wellbeing…
Mika unsheathed the sword Yuu had given to him, turning it this way and that.
His reflection shined on the metal. There was no magic or demonic feeling
emanating from the blade like it had from Yuu’s, but the blade was honed and
sharp and he noticed how much his hand shook as he held onto it.
“That was my very first sword I earned. It doesn’t have any mystical
properties, but it means alot to me.”
Mika looked at Yuu’s smiling face, and felt something shift in his chest.
Something like...certitude. There was no going back now. He raised the sword in
front of him, grasping it in both fists. “I wish to stay with you.”
“Even after knowing what I am? Even knowing I’m tied to a demon?”
“Yes...master.” Mika replied softly.
“Yuu.” he said. “Call me Yuu.”
A smile played on Mika’s lips. “Yuu-chan…”
Yuu squinted at him in response to the nickname. “Um...no.” But his expression
showed no signs of any real annoyance. “Now, come at me bro!”
With a yell of all the combined feelings inside of him; anger, fear, confusion,
reverence, Mika lunged towards Yuu. Somehow, he knew that there was no possible
way he could land a hit on the man. His thoughts were correct. Yuu sidestepped
him easily, giving Mika a hard pat on the back when he seemed to suddenly just
appear right behind the blonde.
“You’re a bit slow.” Yuu said. “Try again.”
He did. Again and again, Yuu dodged. Casually, almost arrogantly. He didn’t
even bother to take his hands out of his pockets most of the time.
“Your stance needs improvement, but I can tell you’ve wielded a sword before.”
Yuu commented when Mika paused to take a breather.
His blonde hair was sticking to the back of his neck with sweat. His biceps
ached from swinging the sword so quickly and constantly. Most of the exercise
he used to do consisted of sex and yoga. His body wasn’t honed for battle
anymore. But he liked the way his muscles ached. It was so unlike anything he’d
had the chance to experience in a long time. “I was trained for the fighting
pits when I was 13.” Mika said.
“Seriously?!” Yuu’s eyes widened. “You’ve been fighting that long?”
Mika shook his head. “No. I was sold for different uses when I got older.
Unfortunately for them, I wasn’t tall or muscular enough.”
“So...what did you do after you were done being a fighter?”
Mika gave him a wry smile, sticking out his tongue and wiggling it, his tongue
piercing glinting. “Take a guess.” He said.
“Oh…” Yuu’s eyes widened even more in realization. “OH!” He coughed in his
fist, stifling a shy grin. “Well...that explains a lot!”
Mika chuckled, feeling himself blush.
“Well...I guess it’s time to get back in the saddle then.” Yuu drew his sword
once again. “Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on ya.”
 
***
 
Mika’s wrists ached from Yuu’s blocking as they’d sparred for over an hour. He
promised to teach Mika some new moves once they reached their stop for the
night.
Oh I can teach you some moves of my own Yuu-chan… Then nearly choked at his own
thoughts.  Oh god, what’s wrong with me?  Yuu didn’t even want that from him.
So he may as well stop thinking that way. But he honestly couldn’t help it.
That’s all he’d been doing for all these years. He couldn’t help but think
about Yuu in a sexual way. Especially not after this morning when he’d had a
taste of the man. It was a strange feeling that Mika hadn’t ever experienced.
He didn’t necessarily crave sex with Yuu, but he did crave affection. And he
wanted a chance to make Yuu feel good again.
They sped down the deserted highway, and with each hour that passed, and each
mile they left behind them, he felt more and more free, even while he was still
this man’s slave. And everything about it felt right. He was grateful for Yuu.
Grateful for this second chance he was being given to become something else. To
become  somebody  else.
“Thanks, Mika.” Yuu said. “I know this isn’t going to be easy for you. But…” He
patted Mika’s leg, sending little shivers up his spine. “I’m glad you’re
stickin’ with me.”
Chapter End Notes
     Sooo...yeah! Demon weapons are still a thing in this fic :)
***** Defend Me *****
Chapter Notes
     Sorry about the delay! I intended to update faster, but I got super
     busy with work and whatnot. But I hope you enjoy this chap! We're
     digging a little more into Yuu's past, and why he joined JIDA (The
     vamp slayers), as well as some relationship progression.
     Thank you for reading! You're all so seriously awesome. I cant
     believe how many comments and Kudos this has gotten. Seriously. Thank
     you! :)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
They reached a small mountain town around 11pm. It was one of those towns where
you would suspect all the townsfolk to be either super friendly, or all related
to each other and territorial. Luckily, this town had a motel, and Yuu was glad
he had planned to stop at this town ahead of time because his head was pounding
from the constant driving. But first, before sleep, he needed food. And a
fucking drink.
"Well...It looks like the only thing open this late is that bar." Yuu pointed
out. "Maybe they at least have some shitty bar food we can scarf down with some
drinks before we hit the sack. Yeah?"
Mika shrugged. The idea of what Yuu called “Shitty Bar Food” honestly didn't
seem very appetizing. But it had to be better than the snacks and junk food
from the gas stations he'd been forced to nibble on throughout the entire day.
"Ok." He finally said. If that's what Yuu wanted, Mika wouldn't dare argue.
There were a few cars in the parking lot, and the atmosphere of the bar was run
down and smokey. Peanut shells also littered the floor. Mika immediately wanted
to leave. This was so  not  his element--
But Yuu was already taking a seat at one of the barstools, and some of the
other patrons were beginning to stare at him. With a swallow, he walked over to
stand beside Yuu. He would have knelt on the floor like he was supposed to do,
but the ground seemed kind of sticky and tacky under the soles of his boots.
Who the hell knew what's been on this floor...
Yuu looked at him. "Aren't you gonna sit?"
Mika shoot his head. It was never ok for a slave to sit as an equal to their
master in public. He shouldn't even have done it in Yuu's household, but at
least Yuu was the only one who knew. In a public place it was especially bad.
In some high end places, it was even seen as against regulation and grounds for
being kicked out of the establishment. Mika didn't want Yuu to be kicked out
before he had a chance to eat.
"Why not?" Yuu asked.
Mika leaned in close to whisper in his ear. "Slaves don't sit with their
masters. You could get kicked out, its law."
Yuu raised a brow at him. "Do I seem like the kind of person who cares about
laws? Sit Mika. You're making me anxious."
Mika's head was already pounding, and he felt so exasperated with Yuu’s
constant contempt for the rules that came with owning a slave. But he was given
a command, so he had to follow it. He sat next to Yuu in the rickety barstool.
Feeling very guilty, like he was doing something very wrong. And in Mika's
mentality, he was. Yuu however, seemed pleased with himself. Mika sighed,
keeping his head down.
"You boys got some ID?" The bartender asked. Yuu held out his thumb to be
scanned. The bartender scanned him, then quirked his brow when Yuu's ID came up
on the screen in his hand. Scans revealed a person's date of birth, height and
weight, eye and hair color, and their status as either a civilian, a slave, or
a government official. Yuu's profile read government official. Though, the
scans never revealed which branch. Being a 'Vampire Hunter' wasn't exactly
something you'd want any random person at every single seedy bar to know about.
Even government workers for the FBI or CIA remained secretive for a reason.
JIDA, the branch Yuu worked for, was no exception.
Then the man held out the device to scan Mika. The blonde gaped at him, then at
Yuu who was still fucking smiling at him! With hesitation, Mika held out his
thumb to be scanned. The bartenders brows drew together, then he looked from
the ID, to Mika, then to Yuu and back to the ID.  Shit...  Mika thought.  Here
we go...
"The bartender pocketed the device. "What'll boys be havin'?"
"Two beers to start. Go any food in this place? We've been on the road for over
15 hours and we're starved!"
The bartender set two bottles of beer on the bartop. “Kitchen closed a few
minutes ago. But I’ll see what they can whip up for ya.”
Yuu gave the man one of his big eye squinting smiles. “Thanks!” Then he took a
swig of his beer and turned to Mika. “Told ya it’d be fine.”
Mika blinked at his master. “What was that?” He asked.
“What was what?”
“ That.  With your ID. And with mine. He-” Mika lowered his voice. “He knows
what I am...how come--”
“Maybe it's because I’m a badass!” Yuu replied
Mika gave him the look that statement deserved.
“Okay, okay. Well, here’s the thing.” Yuu shimmied the stool closer to Mika
until their knees touched, and lowered his own voice to a whisper. “So, my ID
reads I work for the government. But it doesn’t say which branch. For all they
know I could be FBI. And little places like this are great to stop and get food
or drinks at, because odds are, they’ve dealt with their fair share of
criminals or suspicious folk. They don't wanna cause trouble, because
government workers in other branches could shut em down. Therefor…” Yuu took
another swig of his beer. “They aren’t gonna ask questions about the hot slave
sitting with me. They figure you must be here for a reason, and they aren’t
going to kick me out over something as dumb as you sitting with me.”
Mika processed this for a moment. So his new master worked for some government
branch.  A government branch that kills vampires?  He supposed it made sense.
It was like he was a soldier or something. Or an assassin. Mika didn’t know
much outside of his own little world he’d lived in. And it was fascinating to
know that there were people out there regulating the vampires and had authority
over others, even on such a minute scale. Demon weapons, vamp slaying, special
clearance and actually being able to sit at his master’s side in a public place
without being ordered to kneel or sit in an assigned slave sitting area? It
baffled him. And made him feel high. He’d even been given alcohol! He’d never
had the stuff before.
Mika took a swig of his own beer--and immediately choked on the foam. He
swallowed several times to keep it down and keep from puking it up.
Yuu patted his back. “Jeez Mika! You ok?”
Through his coughing fit, Mika couldn’t help but smile, almost laughing at how
ridiculous he probably looked, as well as how free he felt. Once the coughing
fit subsided, he gave Yuu a thumbs up. “I’m ok…”
Yuu laughed. “Fucking hell. Can’t handle a beer?”
Mika shook his head, finally catching his breath and clearing his throat.
“Never drank before.” He told Yuu.
“Seriously?” You blanched. “Never?”
Mika shook his head in response.
“Wow. And people call  me  a cherry boy.”
Mika looked at him, puzzled. “Who calls you that?”
“You’ll meet her soon.” Yuu waved away the question.
So there was a woman in Yuu’s life. And Mika felt a pang something that might
have been akin to jealousy. He refused to sulk over it though.  Of course  Yuu
would have a girlfriend, or even a wife. He was a fairly young, healthy, and
attractive man. Maybe she was in the same line of work, and had to remain
seperated from her for long periods in time? He couldn’t imagine how  civilian
girlfriend would react to the whole demon thing…
Though...his living arrangements suggested he didn’t have a woman. It was
strange.
Mika took another swig of beer. It was smoother this time.
 
 
***
 
 
The “food” that the bartender was able to scrounge up for himself and Mika,
consisted of stale nachos with cheese melted over it, and a plate of hot wings
and some fries. Yuu didn’t mind shitty bar food, it was a fair portion of his
diet. Mika on the other hand…?
“Try one!” Yuu goaded, handing the blonde one of the super spicey wings. Mika
took it, then nibbled it between his soft lips. Yuu couldn’t help but stare.
His eyes were just too damn blue. His pale cheeks becoming flushed from the
alcohol. And--
Mika choked again. “Seriously? You don’t do spicy food either?”
Mika shook his head.
“Ok, then here, have some fries and nachos.”
Mika chugged his beer, then ate several fries to cool down the burning. Yuu
snickered. “Such a wimp.”
“Can't exactly be fucked with an upset stomach. Bad for business.”
Yuu nearly spit out his beer, then turned to gape at Mika. His face burning
hot. “What the shit Mika? Who  says  things like that?!”
Mika smiled at him. “Does talks of sex make you uncomfortable,  master ?”
The way Mika breathed the word ‘master’, made blood rush straight to Yuu’s
groin. He cleared his throat. “N-no! Of course not! I just...you’re finally
talking to me. And I guess I wasn’t expecting you to be so...lewd?”
“Lewd? Hmm…” Mika appeared to be considering this for a moment. Or thinking of
something else he could say that might make Yuu blush again.
Then a man came up to Yuu and patted him on the shoulder to get his attention.
Yuu turned to him with a raised brow. “Can I help you?”
“How much?” The man asked.
“Excuse me?”
“For some time with your slave. How much?”
Mika seemed to fold in on himself, fisting his hands into the his pants above
his knees. This has happened more times than he could count. His previous
masters often took him out to sell him to wealthy people who could afford the
price of sex with him.
“Why would you think he’s even a slave?” Yuu narrowed his eyes on the man. “Let
alone  that kind  of slave?”
The man chuckled, his upper lip disappearing behind his mustache as he cracked
a yellow toothed grin. “I know a slave when I see one. Used to live in the city
before. He’s far too pretty to be anything else, especially with him followin’
you like a little puppy--”
“That’s enough.” Yuu interrupted. “I don’t care what you think. And your
assumptions are incorrect. He’s not for sale. His time belongs to himself.”
Mika was stunned for a moment. He didn’t necessarily think you would actually
sell him to the man. But he had gotten so used to the notion and so involved in
his role that it came natural to Mika to not discount anything or expect
anything less.
The man leaned against the bar. “Tch. Ya know, it’s stuck up city folk like you
that make me glad I don’t live there anymore.”
“And thank fuck for that.” Yuu rolled his eyes.
“But you’re on my turf now, kid. Anyone ever teach you to show respect when in
another man’s town?”
“Anyone ever teach you to use a goddamn toothbrush?”
The man snarled. “Snot nose little shit-!” He reared back to swing a fist at
Yuu.
Yuu was about to reach up and grab the man’s wrist to stop him. His was a big
bastard, and likely packed a lot of heat behind that punch. Unless Yuu let his
demon possess him, he’d be taking it square in the nose-
Then he felt himself being pulled backwards off of the barstool. With a spin,
he landed on his feet with Mika standing in front of him, taking the full force
of the man’s punch straight in the side of his face.
“Mika!” Yuu pulled the blonde closer, cupping his face to asses the damage.
Mika blinked several times. Likely trying to clear his vision of the stars he
was seeing. “What the hell were you  thinking?!  Stupid!”
The bartender came over then. “Erol!” He had a bat in his hand and he was
pointing it at the man. “This is the third time this month you’ve assaulted
somebody. You want me to sick the sheriff on you this time?!”
The man looked stunned that the blonde slave had acted so quickly. Had chosen
to take the hit. And it pissed him off even more. “These fuckers don't belong
here-”
“Erol, this is your last warning. Now get out, before I call your wife and tell
her exactly what your intentions were with this young man.” The bartender
threatened.
Erol looked terrified for a moment, then drunkenly scurried his way to the
exit.
“Do you have any ice?” Yuu asked the bartender.
He nodded and went to retrieve some.
“Mika…” He ran a thumb over the blonde’s cheek. Luckily that punch didn’t cut
his face, but a bruise was starting to form there.
Mika winced at the touch.
“That’s gonna hurt like a bitch in the morning. That was stupid, ya know that?
I could have easily deflected his punches Mika. You shouldn’t have done that!”
“Sorry…” Mika wouldn’t look him in the eyes.
“Stop apologizing!”
“...sorry.” Mika said again.
Yuu made an irriated sound, then took the bag of ice from the bartender,
handing it to Mika for him to place on his face. “Thanks for your help.” Yuu
told the bartender. “What’s your name?”
“Narumi.” He held out his hand for Yuu to shake. “And don’t mention
it...Seriously. Don't. This place has a bad enough rep as it is.”
“How about that motel? That have a bad rep too?” Yuu asked him.
Narumi shrugged. “It’s kind of a drifter's place. But the doors are sturdy and
the locks work. You should be safe there.”
“Thanks.” Yuu dropped a few bills on the bartop, tipping the man generously. “I
appreciate that.”
Narumi nodded, and Yuu and Mika decided it was time to leave. They’ve had
enough drama and bullshit for the day.
 
 
***
 
“I’m sorry…” Mika mumbled when they got into their hotel room.
Yuu set down his bag and looked back at Mika in the doorway, head down and
looking so pitifully forlorn that Yuu wanted to shake him. Or kiss him.
Anything to wipe the look of self hatred from his beautiful face.
“I cause you nothing but trouble everywhere we go...I wish I could change what
I am. Be more worthy of you, master. I--”
Yuu dropped his bag and strode over to him. He’d had enough. Cupping Mika’s
face, he pressed their lips together.
Mika froze, didn’t close his eyes, didn’t kiss back. Just stood there, stunned.
He’d been kissed before, but never with the intention Yuu had in mind. Other
kisses were always hungry and demanding, intended to heighten the man or
woman’s arousal and enhance the experience they bought from Mika. But Yuu’s
kiss was different. The man didn’t press for more. Didn’t touch him other
places. It was a simple meeting of lips, derived from Yuu’s affection and care
for the blonde and meant to show him comfort. To show him that Mika meant
something to him. Which in Mika’s mind seemed illogical. He’d only known his
master for a couple of days. Why the hell should he care about how Mika felt
about himself?
Yuu pulled away. “Stop it.” He demanded. “You think I can’t cause trouble on my
own? Trust me, I’ve made plenty of enemies without your company. Dealing with
assholes who get the wrong idea about you is easy. Speaking of which…” Yuu
brushed a thumb over the darkening bruise of the blonde’s cheek. “Don’t ever
take a punch for me again. I’m the one who goaded that jerk into getting pissed
off.”
Mika looked thoughtful for a moment, then said “But it’s my job to protect
you.”

“It’s your job to help me. With the vampires.” Yuu smiled at him, with a
mixture of both both amusement and exasperation. “I’m possessed by a demon,
remember? I can handle that guy easily. And I heal faster than a normal human.”
Mika looked away, finding it hard to keep eye contact with Yuu.
“Mika.”
He met Yuu’s eyes again. The stare felt too intense. Like Yuu was looking into
his very soul.
“Don’t place yourself in the line of fire again. Ok? We work together with the
vampires. You help keep me alive, but don't place yourself in the way of a
swinging blade. Odds are I’ll survive it. You wont. And I need you to be able
to drag my ass out of a fight if I’m injured.”
“But--”
“No buts. You want me to give you orders? Then that’s my order. Don’t die on
me. Deal?”
Mika nodded. Of course he would sacrifice his own life to save his master. But
Yuu didn’t need to know that extent of his defiance.
“Let's go to bed.” Yuu released Mika’s face from his palms. “Gotta get to the
next town before sundown tomorrow.”
.
Mika showered after Yuu was already done. He lay in bed awake as he waited. For
some reason, it didn’t feel right to fall asleep while the blonde was still up.
Maybe it was instinctual that he remain alert in case something happened to his
teammate, but Yuu suspected the real reason was because he had acted so out of
character and had abruptly kissed the blonde.
This is dangerous.  Yuu told himself. He knew how these things worked. He got
close to someone and started caring too much, then he would lose them. That was
just his luck. He’d already lost the one person he loved most in the world. He
didn’t know if he could handle losing more people in his life…
Mika came out of the bathroom, shirtless and in the sweatpants Yuu had gotten
him to sleep or lounge around in as he towel dried his hair. “Have I disturbed
you?” Mika asked when Yuu kept staring.
Yuu’s thoughts went blank for a moment at the sight of him. It just wasn’t
fair. Mika was probably one of the most attractive people he’d ever
encountered. And it was also unfair how much his body responded to him,
seemingly of its own autonomy.  Oh yeah, Mika had asked him something!  “No!
No...I was just...thinking of shit.”
Mika cocked his head in question, but when Yuu didn’t elaborate, the blonde
folded the towel he was using for his hair and crawled into his own bed. He lay
on his side facing Yuu as he did the same. They stared at each other for a few
moments before Yuu leaned over to turn the light off. “Get some sleep.
Goodnight Mika.”
The blonde didn’t respond, just rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling.
.
It was about a half an hour later when Yuu remained awake, sensing that Mika
hadn’t fallen asleep yet. “Mika?” Yuu said softly in the darkness.
“Yes, master?” His voice seemed strained.
“You ok? Can’t sleep?”
He heard some shifting around before Mika cleared his throat and spoke again.
“I’m ok.” His voice wavered again. “I apologize if I disturbed you.”
What was disturbing, was the fact that the blonde sounded afraid of something.
But what? Yuu didn’t sense any danger. Was Mika afraid of  him?  Of the fact
that Yuu was connected to a demon? “Mika, don’t lie to me. If you have
concerns, don’t be afraid to voice them. Is it what I am that bothers you?”
“No, master.”
“Then what’s the matter?”
Mika sighed, sounded a little irritated. “I just…” Mika’s voice became softer,
almost meek. “I don’t like the dark…”
Yuu couldn’t see the blonde, but he swore he could  hear  him blushing. Yuu
suppressed a bemused guffaw. “Wait, seriously? You’re scared of the dark?” When
Mika didn’t answer, Yuu rolled over to turn on the bedside lamp. Mika had his
face buried in the pillow, and he peeked up from it when Yuu turned the light
on. As Yuu would have guessed, the blonde’s face was red with embarrassment.
“Master, please don't disrupt your sleep for my sake. I’ll be fine.”
Yuu wasn’t buying that. He quickly got up and turned on the bathroom light,
then returned to his own bed and shut the lamp off next to him. “Better?” It
wasn’t pitch black anymore, and the light from the bathroom washed over the bed
Mika was sleeping in.
Mika nodded, looking ashamed of himself.

 “Don’t sweat it.” Yuu said reassuringly. “We all have our own fears.” Yuu
supposed Mika’s fears were a bit more rational than his own. “Sleep tight.”
The blonde fell into a fitful sleep shortly after. Yuu watched over him until
his breathing grew deep and even, taking in his features, committing them to
memory.  Yep...definitely dangerous.
Chapter End Notes
     Anyone wanna guess who died in Yuu's past to inspire him to join
     JIDA? :3 obviously it's not a canon answer since Mika is here with
     Yuu. But it's a similar situation.
***** Obey Me *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Just like their first morning, Mika was up and dressed and waiting before Yuu
even woke up. Unlike last time though, Mika didn’t use his mouth on his dick as
an alarm clock. And Yuu wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
“Did you even sleep?” Yuu asked the blonde sitting cross legged on the bed and
staring at seemingly nothing. He looked at him when he spoke.
“I did. I’m sorry, I wasn’t able to find you breakfast.”
“We’ll get something on the road.” Yuu yawn-talked. “Let’s get this damn
mission underway.”
***
Mika was silent for most of the drive, except for the occasional yes or no
answer to the questions Yuu would ask him. He felt odd. Mika didn’t know what
was happening. Yuu had kissed him, and he liked it.That was new…
But now he felt awkward, unsure how to ask for more. It was strange how
something so innocent as a kiss, could make him feel so many different
emotions.
No time to get caught up in my own head. Mika told himself. Yuu needed him to
be focused.
They arrived at a larger town around 9pm. Which Yuu deemed as good timing.
Supposedly, this was the town that the vampires were reported being seen. After
asking around, they had informed Yuu and Mika that the vampires frequented the
only club in town to find someone to feed from.
Mika felt a knot in the pit of his gut. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for
this. Yuu had filled him in on their plan during the drive, but doing something
in theory was one thing. Actually being able to wield a sword and protect his
master was quite another. If he failed…
“Mika?”
The blonde snapped back to reality.
Yuu raised a brow at him. “You ready?”
Mika nodded, reciting the plan in his head. Enter the club ’s alleyway with the
swords in about 10 minutes. If a vampire is spotted, stab through to neck to
incapacitate it with my own sword, but allow Yuu to take the kill shot. Under
no circumstance am I to draw Yuu’s demon weapon.
Yuu reached into the backseat and retrieved a bottle of whisky. He took a light
sip of it, then dabbed some of the liquid onto his fingers and flicked it over
himself. “If I smell and act drunk, it makes me an easy target. Odds are the
vampires will hunt down a drunk over somebody sober any day.” He popped his
knuckles, reaching for the door handle. “Wish me luck?”
Mika swallowed. “You sure this is a good idea?”
“Should be a cakewalk. Just don’t ditch me! I’m trusting you.”
Mika’s heart pounded in his ears as he watched Yuu head into the bar. If he had
to offer his blood and his body to the vampires to save Yuu, then he would.
There was no way he would ditch his master. Not after the care Yuu had been
showing him. He knew that nobody else was act so caring to him ever again.
 
 
***
 
 
Yuu pretended to drunkenly belly up to the bar of the night club. The lights
were dizzying as the flashed in sync with the music. The space was just now
starting to become crowded. A vampire could blend easily with the crowd. He
knew at least one of them were here. He could sense it.
“Tequila~” Yuu slurred to the bartender, who just rolled his eyes at Yuu and
placed the shot in front of him. Yuu swigged it down, making a show of coughing
and gagging like a lightweight and giving a woop. He’s played this game before.
He knew how to lure them out. A couple of shots didn’t affect Yuu, all thanks
to his demon, it took a lot of alcohol to make him intoxicated. But the
vampires didn’t know that.
“Hey there.” Someone said to Yuu as he approached the bar next to him. “Come
here often?”
Yuu turned to look at him. The man was young looking, and had bright purple
dyed hair. A light flashed over his face for a moment, revealing his eyes. They
looked dark, but Yuu’s keen sight was able to see the light ring around the
iris. Contact lenses… That was a good indication that this man was hiding his
red eyes. Along with that, his skin was pale. Almost otherworldly looking, and
he smiled at Yuu with closed lips.
Only one way to know for sure. Yuu slammed down the shotglass a bit too hard,
successfully breaking off a part of it and cutting his thumb. The man’s eyes
locked on the sudden welling of crimson.  Just as I thought.
“Oopsie! Haha! I guess I’m stronger than I thought!” Yuu licked away his own
blood, eyeing the vampire with bedroom eyes. “And to answer your question, I
don’t come here often. I’m just looking for a good time tonight…”
The vampire sidled up closer to him, gently grasping Yuu’s hand, nostrils
flaring.
Yuu just continued to stare suggestively, coming off as easy pickings. He knew
that vampires didn’t have a sexual preference. They rarely had sex with
civilians, preferring to feed and take from their blood slaves. But rogue
vampires who weren’t part of a clan, like this one likely was, would take what
they could get. In all the times Yuu had used himself as bait, the vampires
never tried to sleep with him. They just wanted his blood. He couldn’t imagine
how awful it would be to be fed from andfucked by these monsters.
His mind flashed to Mika briefly, wondering what the blonde would likely think
of all of this.
“I can show you a good time.” The vampire said, pulling Yuu closer. The
vampire’s body felt cold when pressed against his own, and Yuu had to stifle a
disgusted shiver.
The hunter smiled crookedly. “Then let's go somewhere a little more...private?”
Keeping the vampire’s hand in his own, he wound his way through the crowd
towards the exit to the alleyway where Mika was supposed to show up. Yuu
glanced down at his watch, noticing that he would have to stall for at least 3
minutes before his backup came. Shit this vampire can drain me in that amount
of time... Yuu slowed his pace, but the vampire pressed against Yuu’s back,
urging him forward.
Once they were outside, Yuu turned to try to say something to the vampire to
buy him some time, but before Yuu could even blink, he had been pinned to the
wall.
“You’re quite the slut, aren’t you?” The vampire pinned his arms above his head
with one hand, and used his other to unzip Yuu’s jacket and expose his neck for
more access. “You sure are a delicious looking thing…”
Yuu feigned bewilderment. “What are ya doing?! D-don't you want to take me home
with you?” He lightly struggled against his hold, knowing he could let his
demon possess him fully to overpower the vampire if things went south too
quickly. But vampires always relished their victim’s struggles. They enjoyed
seeing the fear in a human’s eyes. And Yuu could tell that this vampire was
enjoying Yuu’s fake attempts to get free.
“You smell so good...I can’t wait to taste you.”
“W-wait! Please!” Yuu mewled pathetically, writhing against the soon to be very
dead vampire--
Shit...The vampire bit his neck. Unfortunately, this one was too eager to stall
for very long. He must have been starving for a couple of days. His fangs
pierced his skin with an audible snap, accompanied with the disgusting fullness
of being drank from. It wasn’t the first time he had been bitten, but it was
something Yuu always felt so dirty and used up from afterwards. It was
necessary for this mission though. The vampire’s guard would be down while he
was feeding, allowing Mika to stab him.
And the vampire drank deeply from his neck, making his body feel increasingly
weak. Yuu steeled himself, deciding it was time to let his demon possess him
partially to heal him before he blacked out.
The vampire drew back, noticing the change in Yuu’s scent, bewildered for a
moment at the demonic aura Yuu emitted. “You…” He snarled. “You’re a fucking
hunter--”
“Yuu-chan!” Mika ran up like a flash, drawing his sword in one fluid motion and
stabbing the vampire right through the side of his neck. The blonde wanted to
twist the blade, wanted to wrench the vampire's head from it’s body. He dares
to drink from my master!
“Don't kill him!” Yuu commanded, grasping the vampire by the collar as he
gurgled blood around the blade stuck in his neck.
“But, master--”
“Do as I say!” Yuu’s voice was deeper, rougher. His eyes red and those strange
markings painted his face again.
Mika did as he was told, and removed the blade from the vampire, all while
baring his teeth at the monster, tensing to strike it down should it make
another move.
With strength that left the blonde stunned, Yuu picked the vampire up by the
throat and slammed him up against the wall with one hand, fingers digging into
the wounds. “Where’s your partner?” Yuu demanded in a gravelly tone.
The vampire growled at him. “Tch...y-you think I’ll tell--AHH!”
Yuu dug his fingers deeper into vampires wounds. “I’ll find him either way.
Save me some time, and I’ll give you a quick death. Otherwise, I’ll chain you
down out in the sun and let it slowly burn you to ash. Your choice, vampire.”
The vampire scrabbled against Yuu’s hold, nails digging into the flesh of the
man’s wrist, but Yuu ignored the pain, keeping his stoic red gaze on the leech
at his mercy.
“I-I don’t know…” The vamp gasped. “W-we sep-separated...two days ago! You
filthy humans--hunting him!-”
“You know where he is.” Yuu cut him off. “I can see it in your eyes.” He
squeezed his throat harder to get a better grip, since his hand had now become
slippery from being coated in the vampire’s blood. “Where was your next
location for hunting?”
The vampire was beginning to cave in, realizing he couldn’t take on two
slayers, especially one who was obviously demonic. And especially not when he
was still weak from not feeding enough. Even from drinking Yuu’s blood, he’d
have to drink several more humans to the quick before he was at full strength
again. “Nagoya--” The vampire gasped out. “Our next destination was Nagoya! Now
please! J-just let me--”
Yuu tossed him to the ground, leaving the vampire sprawling and choking on his
own blood as he held his bruised neck and glared at the two hunters. “Mika, my
sword.” Yuu deadpanned.
“Please master, let me kill him. You’re injured--”
“Mika--”
The blonde looked at Yuu’s stoic profile, noticing how pale he had become. “I
want to. I want to kill this monster--”
“Mika!” Yuu turned to him. “Give me my sword. Thats an order.”
Mika gasped at the sudden cold sternness in his master’s tone. With a shaky
hand, he handed Yuu the demon weapon.
Yuu unsheathed it smoothly, his face a mask of indifference as he strode up to
the wide eyed vampire, stabbing him directly in the heart. The vampire turned
to ash. Leaving only clothing behind. Yuu sheathed his sword once more, letting
the demon go dormant again as his eyes returned to green and the markings
faded. He wobbled on his feet, nearly falling over until Mika caught him.
“Master! Are you ok?!”
Yuu nodded, seeming very sleepy. “Let’s find a place to stay. Can you drive?”
Mika swallowed. He’d never driven before, but he’d watched Yuu during all the
hours spent on the road, and it seemed easy enough. “I will try for you,
master…”
 
 
***
 
 
Thank fuck that Yuu’s truck wasn’t a stick shift, or else Mika wouldn’t have
been able to manage. But he eventually got them to a motel in the outskirts of
the city, one that didn’t ask questions about a slave purchasing a room, or
about the blood on his clothes from Yuu’s bloodied hand clinging to his
shoulder to keep himself standing.
Yuu stumbled into the hotel room, catching himself on the dresser before
falling to his knees. “Yuu-chan! Are you ok?!”
“Yeah…” Yuu breathed. “Just...bloodloss. I’ll be ok. Will you bring in our
gear?”
“Yes!” Mika scurried from the room the retrieve their duffle bags from the
truck. Once he got back inside, Yuu was in the bathroom trying to wash the
blood from his hands.
“Yuu...allow me to assist you?”
Yuu sighed wearily, like he was angry. And Mika’s heart jumped to his throat.
He’d been disobedient, he’d argued with his master. And the blonde wanted to be
punished. Wanted Yuu to whip him, hit him. Anything but this exasperated and
silent brooding.
“Please, master?”
Yuu sat down on the toilet lid, dropping his head in his hands. “First aid kit,
in my duffle. Bring it in here.”
Mika hurried to fulfill his command, retrieving the kit quickly and kneeling
before Yuu as he opened it. “I’m sorry I disobeyed…” Mika said softly,
retrieving gauze and rubbing alcohol and anything else he might need for
cleaning the bite mark and nail marks on Yuu’s skin.
“Shut up. It’s fine Mika.”
The blonde got a stricken look on his face. “I argued with you. I should have
just listened without question. I--”
“Enough, Mika.” Yuu interrupted, then sighed again. Looking very tired.
Mika clamped his lips shut, not wanting to anger his master any more than he
already had. He silently dabbed an alcohol soaked cotton round onto Yuu’s
wounds on his wrist, then to his neck, wincing in remembrance of his own pain
from being pierced by those fangs…
“I didn’t want you to have to go through that.” Yuu whispered.
Mika stood to toss the bloodied cotton into the trash. “What do you mean?”
“Killing somebody.” Yuu replied. “I just...I didn’t want you to deal with the
guilt. Killing...it--it changes people.”
Mika’s lips drew into a grim line. The blonde wanted revenge, wanted those
creatures who had used and fed from his body destroyed. “It would have made me
happy to kill them, master.”
“No, it wouldn’t have.” Yuu argued. “Maybe temporary satisfaction. But
not...happiness…”
Mika had to suppress a sound of indignance and he bent down to retrieve a
bandage and ointment to rub into the bite marks before standing to bend over
Yuu and tend to him again.
Yuu steadied himself from falling off of the toilet by placing a hand on the
blonde’s waist, thumb pressing against the midriff at Mika’s hip as he bent
over and the shirt stretched tight over his back. Yuu looked up at him dazedly,
silently observing that look of determination on his handsome face.
“Mika…” Yuu began. “Once you touch that darkness, it doesn’t go away. You only
get deeper and deeper, and it doesn’t end.” He circled his thumb over the
smooth skin at Mika’s hip, subconsciously moving it closer to the center of his
stomach. “I already know how my life is going to end. And it’s either being
impaled on a sword or meeting the end of a barrel of a gun. I just have to ask
myself everyday, is today going to be the day? Will it be that sword? Thatgun?”
Yuu released a shaky breath. “You don't want that Mika...I don't want you to
have to go through that.”
The blonde was silent for long moments, contemplating. Then he met Yuu’s eyes
with his own steely gaze. “The darkness has already touched me, master. I’ve
killed those monsters thousands of times in my own mind. And the only reason I
survived being their blood slave, was because I sacrificed other slaves to
their fangs, just so I could live to see another day. Just in the hopes that
someday I could escape, and eventually get the chance to kill the vampire who
owned me. If only I could remember his name...” Mika looked away, feeling
ashamed at his admittance. “I buried those other slaves myself, after the
vampires drained them. And they were drained because of me. I’d pierce their
skin and coax the vampires into drinking their blood instead of mine. So you
see, I may not have killed by swinging a sword or firing a gun, but I’ve killed
in other ways. For worse reasons than you’ve killed, master.” Mika finished
bandaging Yuu’s neck, then continued to stand there silently as Yuu scrutinized
him.
He removed his hand from Mika’s skin, vaguely stunned. He hadn’t expected that.
Hadn’t thought that the blonde was capable of such a thing. And now, he wasn’t
sure how much he could trust the man. “How do I know you won't sacrifice meto
them?” Yuu asked. “If it came down to it, if it was either you or me, how can I
know that you won't toss me to the wolves?”
“You don't.” Mika said. “Same reason that I don't know if you won't do the same
to me.”
Yuu ran his hand through his black tangled hair. It’s so hard to trust anybody
in this job… He thought. When he first joined JIDA, he didn’t trust a soul. He
hated his squad members, hated his friend Kimizuki for not being there when he
needed him and not being there to protect…
His thoughts trailed off. Because Yuu knew it wasn’t Kimizuki’s fault the one
person he’d loved died. It was his own. And the man had tried to pull Yuu from
the pit of despair he had buried himself in, enrolling them in college, sharing
a dorm. Trying to move on. But Yuu couldn’t move on, and when the opportunity
arose to join JIDA and get revenge for her death, Kimizuki had followed. The
other man had also lost a loved one to the vampires.
Could he honestly blame Mika for his actions? No. He had done what he had to in
order to survive. The blonde had been dealt a shitty hand of cards, and he’d
bet his chips accordingly. But now, Yuu had to wonder what else had happened in
this slave’s past? He figured it was time to finally read his files.
Yuu stood. I’ll be right back. He left to motel room to go out to his truck.
 
 
***
 
 
Mika stood very still, afraid to move or else he’d fall apart. He’d ruined
everything, he was sure of it. Yuu would never trust him now. Wouldn’t want him
anymore…
His legs gave out and he dropped to his knees, yanking at his hair. He knew
what Yuu had gone to do. He was making a call to have him taken away. The
agency would come retrieve him, Yuu would file a report, and then Mika would be
sent off to the camps, where he would be beaten and worked until he died. It
was no less than he deserved.
The blonde didn’t know what had compelled him to tell Yuu his darkest secret.
But something about his master made Mika feel bare, exposed. And the more time
he spent with Yuu, the more he felt compelled to tell him his truths. Even to
his own demise.
Yuu asked him if Mika would sacrifice his master in order to save his own life.
And the truth was, he wouldn’t. The slaves he had sacrificed meant nothing to
him, and would have been just as quick to kill Mika to save their own skin. A
slave’s life was far less valuable than a civilian’s.
But Yuu? Yuu had purpose. Yuu was good, despite being connected to a demon. And
Mika would be happy to sacrifice himself to save his master. In comparison,
Mika was nothing. Yuu had people who cared about him, a family, friends and
people who depended on him to stay alive and complete his job. Yuu’s death
would be tragic. Mika’s would be just one among many others. He wished he could
tell that to Yuu, make him believe him. But words only meant so much, when the
person saying them couldn’t be trusted.
 
 
***
 
 
What Yuu had read in Mika’s file made his blood run cold. The blonde wasn’t
lying when he said the he had been a slave since childhood. At the young age of
just 13, he was sold to an owner named Tenrii, who bought young boys to be
trained for the fighting pits. There was a picture of Mika as a boy associated
with the file. It looked like a school photo of him with wide, bright eyes and
a small smile playing on his lips. So innocent looking, not yet weathered by
the strain of life. And the person who had sold Mika to Tenrii, was none other
than Mika’s own father.
The second owner, Aoi, had purchased Mika as a house slave. But by the pictures
in his profile under that owner, showed that they had used Mika for more than
simple cooking and cleaning. The photos showed closeup details of his body
modifications. His tongue piercing, and apparently, Mika had had more cock
piercings than the one he currently sported. He used to have a ladder going all
the way down his shaft, but for whatever reason, those were removed. And he
used to have his nipples pierced as well.
He set those pictures away, moving onto the next several owners he’d had.
Raising his brows at the price on the sales receipts. Mika had been sold for
thousands of dollars. And after each owner, the pictures of his face grew more
and more stoic and impassive, there was no more light in those blue eyes…
Then he got to the last two owners. The one before his previous owner had
purchased Mika for $30,000. There was no name of the owner, but after that one
he was sold again for a lower price of $15,000 to Kureto Hiiragi. Yuu wondered
if there was a relation to his squad member Shinoa.
The pictures of Mika after Kureto had owned him were even worse. There were
scars littering his back, the bite scars on his neck, shoulders and wrists were
photographed several times, with a large red stamp that said “Sullied” and
“Blood Slave” all over his paperwork. He looked almost sickly and pale. Eyes
completely dead…
Yuu wanted to tear those photos apart. No wonder Mika had wanted to kill those
vampires. They’d devalued him for other owners. If Yuu hadn’t come along, he
suspected that Mika wouldn’t still be alive today. And this Kureto bastard?
Mika didn’t have any whipping scars before that particular asshole had owned
him.
Yuu called Guren. “Yo.” He said when Guren quickly answered.
“What’s up? Did you run into trouble with the hunt?”
“One vamp is down. The other is suspected to be holed up in Nagoya. But that’s
not why I’m calling.” Yuu replied.
“Oh? What’s the issue then?”
Yuu pulled up Mika’s files. “I need your help with a little bit of digging.
About the slave I purchased a couple of days ago.”
He heard Guren sigh over the phone. “Look, Yuu. If it’s not working out, then
just call the authorities and have him picked up--”
“No, it’s not like that.” Yuu cut in. “He used to be a blood slave, but of
course it’s not going to show the vamp’s name in his profile. But his previous
owner was Kureto Hiiragi. He might know something about who sold him. We find
out who sold him to Kureto, it might lead us to the vampires.”
“And what makes you so motivated to find your slave’s vampire owners?”
Yuu rolled his eyes, not wanting to indulge the man in his interests. “I’ll
explain later, ok? Just shoot me a text if you find out anything.”
 
 
***
 
 
Yuu returned an hour later. He expected Mika to have gone to bed already, but
the blonde was waiting for him. Kneeling on the floor once more, his head down
and shoulders slumped.
“Mika.”
The slave met his eyes, his own were bloodshot from crying. “I’m sorry master.
I’m not worthy of your trust or your kindness. I understand that you want to be
rid of me. I regret what I’ve done in the past. But I wanted you to know the
truth! The reason why I’m so eager to help you kill them…”
Yuu remained silent, hearing out what the slave needed to say.
“I know what I did was wrong. But those slaves meant nothing to me. They’ve
attempted to kill me as well, and so that’s why I did what I had to--” Mika’s
breath hitched. “But you have been so kind to me. You’re my master, and I
pledge my life to you. I know you may not believe me, but I’d let those
vampires take me before I let them take you. I swear it…”
When Yuu still didn’t speak, Mika dropped his head again. Knowing he had fucked
up, knowing that this was his last day with Yuu.
“I believe you.” Yuu said.
Mika’s eyes snapped up to his master’s.
“I don't know if I have to capacity to fully trust another person completely.
But I trust it when you say that you did what you had to. If I were in your
position, I likely would have done the same. So that’s why…” Yuu held out his
hand for Mika to take it, urging him to stand. “We’re going to find the vamps
who made you a blood slave. And we’re going to kill them all.”
Mika blinked at him. “We?”
Yuu smiled. “Yep. But you can't exactly slay vampires with a normal sword.
Which means, we need to get you a contract with a demon weapon.”
Chapter End Notes
     So yeah! Mika's going to be getting a demon weapon. I'm hoping to fit
     that scene into the next chapter. Amongst some other things ;)
     Hope you enjoyed this new chapter! Feel free to comment if you did :
     ) They really help me out!
     Thank you for reading <3
***** Hold Me *****
Chapter Summary
     A shorter chapter than usual, of some MikaYuu interactions :)
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
During the two days that it took Yuu and Mika to drive to Nagoya, they began
developing a bit of a routine: Sharing sips of coffee, passing each other the
newspaper in the morning to read for more leads on vamp attacks, finishing one
another’s sentences. Along with a sudden closeness that had stemmed from the
air being cleared and secrets shared between them.
There were things that Yuu wasn’t ready to reveal about his past, and he knew
that Mika would never ask. But knowing so much more about the blonde than he
had initially expected, made him feel like perhaps Yuu could be more than just
a master and a teammate. Maybe he could actually be his friend.
Though, Yuu questioned what kind of friend he truly was to Mika. Because he
knew that the way he looked at the blonde wasn’t normal. Even his behavior
towards him was pushing the boundaries between friends and lovers.
He certainly didn’t try to touch his friends as much as possible, brush his
fingers against their hand or arm or back. Didn’t stare at them in fascination
when the sun played over the lighter strands of hair, or how certain colors
brought out deeper facets of the other’s eye color. And he certainly didn’t
become hard from thinking about how the other would feel pressed tightly
against him, or twitch in his jeans whenever they strode out of the bathroom in
nothing but a towel.
Nope. He’d never felt anything of the sort whenever another male was around.
Except for Mika. And it mounted more and more with each hour they spent with
each other.
.
It was their first night in Nagoya, and they had spent the entire day when they
had arrived interrogating the civilians who might have seen the vampire.
Apparently, this vampire was way more allusive than the last. They had no
chance of taking him down tonight. So they got a hotel room and decided to
scope out the town in the morning with a less fatigued mind.
Yuu emerged from the bathroom freshly showered and dressed for bed. Mika was
lying in the separate bed in the room with the covers low on his hips and his
shirtless chest bare as he lay stretched on his back as he watched TV.
Yuu stood there for a moment, just staring on him. When Mika felt Yuu’s gaze on
him, he met his eyes and smiled softly. Almost...knowingly. Then he lifted the
edge of the covers, inviting Yuu into the bed with him.
Yuu swallowed, feeling nervous and giddy, his face felt hot. He wanted to crawl
under the covers with the blonde so badly. Wanted to touch him, even though he
knew he shouldn't. He knew better than to engage in activities with a teammate.
But his feet were carrying him to Mika’s bed anyway, and he climbed in next to
him.
They lay facing each other for several minutes. Yuu, just taking in the
blonde’s features, and Mika gauging his master’s reactions.
Mika scooted closer, feeling the heat from Yuu’s body radiating off of him.
Yuu accepted the invitation, placing a warm calloused hand on Mika’s naked
waist above his sweatpants, circling his thumb there, then moving it lower
until his hand brushed across the expanse of his taut, flat stomach. Yuu
circled his navel, before dipping his thumb into it briefly. Yuu groaned. Since
when had a person’s navel seemed so erotic?
Mika sighed in contentment, briefly closing his eyes at the feeling of Yuu’s
hand on him. Mika loved to cuddle up close to someone and he had been craving
the contact for days. Each brush of Yuu’s hand or arm against his skin had made
his blood alight with a need for more.
“Mika…” Yuu breathed.
And Mika noticed that he had been stroking his master’s flank in return.
Although Yuu wasn’t shirtless, the heat from his body was like a furnace. Yuu
scooted even closer until their chests were touching, and Yuu leaned in to
gently caress the blonde’s lips with his own.
Mika hummed against his mouth in approval. He enjoyed being kissed. It was rare
that he ever got to be kissed by anyone. Nobody had ever been interested in
this kind of shared intimacy with him.
Yuu deepened the kiss, pressing against him more insistently and parted his
lips to dab his tongue against Mika’s mouth, silently asking him to open up for
him.
Mika did, willingly opening his mouth to allow Yuu’s tongue inside. His master
tongued the piercing, and it seemed to make the man grow more excited, because
Yuu’s erection was now pressing against his hip. Mika rubbed a hand over Yuu’s
back, pulling him closer and swinging a leg over Yuu’s hip, his own cock
responding on instinct and he rocked his hips to give his master some friction.
Yuu groaned into Mika’s mouth, pressing his hardening dick more firmly against
Mika’s own length and fuck why did this feel so damn good? He could already
feel precum leaking from his slit. Then he jerked when Mika reached between
them and cupped Yuu firmly. “Oh god... Mika… ” Yuu keened. “W-what are you
doingto me?” He’d never thought he would feel this way about another man. But
something about the blonde made everything inside him respond.
Mika’s hard as fuck dick felthuge against his own, and Yuu felt a sudden sense
of apprehension about how it would feel up his ass, accompanied by a warmth
pooling in his gut with excitement. He wasn’t necessarily keen on shoving a big
cock up his ass, but he was pretty keen on the idea of burying his own into
this blonde’s lithe, toned body. Although he’d never fucked a man before, he
didn’t see any issues with having sex with Mika. Not when the blonde was being
was willing and receptive. He liked him, desired him. There was no denying that
no matter how hard he tried.
Yuu grasped Mika’s cock in return, stroking his thick length softly, unsure of
what to do with another man’s prick, so he just figured he would do whatever
felt good on himself. He thumbed the piercing on the blonde’s dick, and Yuu
thought about what it would feel like to have that in his mouth.
Mika’s heavy breathing slowed, and he became very still, even as he continued
rolling his pierced tongue inside of Yuu’s mouth, tasting and suckling and
nipping so fucking sensually that Yuu thought he could come in his pajamas.
But the stillness of Mika’s body gave him pause...He was no longer rocking or
thrusting against him. Wasn’t stroking his large soft hand along his flank. He
was still. Too still…
Yuu pulled back, taking a good look at Mika’s face. His blue eyes were blank,
listless. He looked like he wasn’t even present in their current situation. And
it made Yuu freak out a little. “Mika?” He asked. “Are you ok?”
Mika blinked a few times, and the light returned to his eyes as he smiled and
leaned in to kiss Yuu again. That was odd… Yuu thought. But decided that maybe
it was just because the blonde was tired. He began stroking Mika again, this
time the blonde responding a little bit more, rolling his hips into the touch.
But something didn't feel right. It felt... practiced. Routined, no passion was
involved in the movements, and Yuu pulled back again to see that Mika’s eyes
had taken on that deadened look again. “Hey, you with me?”
Mika seemed to be inwardly shaking himself. Then he leaned in for another kiss.
Yuu pressed against his chest, wanting to observe his face. “What was that?”
Mika blinked at him. “What do you mean?”
“ That thingyou were doing...like...the lights were on, but nobody was home
thing. Why are you doing that?”
Mika chewed on his lower lip. He’d been doing that since he had started his job
as a pleasure slave. Though, nobody had ever called him out on it. He decided
that honesty was the best way to go. “It’s like...mediation. For when I have
sex. So I can...get through it…”
Yuu blanched, and felt an unexpected pang. Get through it? “Do you...not want
tohave sex?”
Mika remained silent. Looking anywhere but at Yuu’s face. After long moments,
Mika finally shook his head. “No...I-I don't.”
“Then...then why this?”Yuu was confused, and scooted a few inches away. “Why
insinuate it so much?”
Mika sighed. “That’s what I’ve been used to doing. I-I’ve been trained to
respond to this. But…”
Yuu could see the hurt on Mika’s face, the self loathing and the guilt.
“Hey...Mika. It’s ok.” He sat up. “If you don’t want me to touch you or
anything, then I won't. Ok? I’ll never force you to do something like that-”
“No! Mast-”
“Yuu.”
“Y-Yuu...I-I like your touches, and I like your kisses. It’s just…” Mika curled
in on himself, suddenly feeling very exposed and vulnerable. “When it comes to
sex...I mean...I’ve always distanced my mind from it. Because I’ve never
actually done it with somebody I really wanted to. I didn’t mean to do it with
you, but, it’s kind of...automatic.”
Yuu sighed. “Don’t worry about it Mika. Seriously. I’m sorry I touched you.
Look, I’m confused too. I’ve never actually...well...I never even thought that
I’d want to do it with a guy. But...I don't know. With you it’s different. And
I’m sorry I tried to pressure you.”
“Master, I want to make you feel good. I want to-”
“Mika please, Stop calling me master. My name is Yuu. Ok? And also…” Oh god,
how was he going to say this? “I...want you to feel good too.” Which wasn’t
normal for Yuichiro. He’d always been a selfish lover. Only caring about his
own pleasure. It was only a happy coincidence that the woman beneath him had
also gotten off, unless she had been faking it. But Yuu couldn’t find it within
himself to care. Get in, get off, get out. That was what he did during sex. But
with Mika, he found that he wanted the blonde to feel pleasure with him. He...
caredabout him. At least, that was what he thought these emotions meant.
Mika looked stricken, anguished almost. And Yuu wanted to hold him close and
make that look go away. But he wasn’t going to push his boundaries. Instead, he
asked. “So...why do you get...um...hard?”
Mika looked up at him with glossy eyes. Looking for all the world like he was
wanting to disappear. “It's like, a trained reaction.” He admitted. “I’ve been
trained to react the physical stimuli…”
“O-Oh…” Yuu felt as if he’d been punched. He swiftly moved out from under the
covers and to his own bed. “Well...I won't do it again. I swear-”
“Yuu-chan, wait!” Mika went after him, knocking Yuu onto his back to his own
bed. “That’s not what I meant.” Then he looked horrified that he had
practically tackled his own master. “Oh god, I’m so sorry!” He tried to move to
get off of him, but Yuu wrapped his arms around him into a hug.
“Mika…” Yuu continued. “I can't help myself, but I feel things for you. Dark
things. Things I wanna do to you. Things I want you to do to me. I’m not going
to lie to you Mika. I wanna fuck you into next week. I want you so badly it
hurts. But...I’ll never touch you. I swear. Because I’ll never make you do
something you don't want in return.”
“But…” Mika trailed off, getting that stricken look on his face again.
“But what?” Yuu asked.
“I…” Mika rolled onto his back, throwing an arm over his face.
“What?”
“This is all so new to me…” Mika confessed. “I’m not allowed to...wantthings.
Not allowed to choose my own partners.”
“You can do whatever you want.” Yuu told him. “You’re not my slave, you hear
me? You’re my partner.”
Mika sat up, a wild look in his eyes. “You don't want me anymore? I swear, I’ll
give you the ride of your life! Just please don't send me off to--”
“Will you shut up?” Yuu interrupted. “That’s not what I meant!” He sighed as he
sat up, shoulders slumping. “I’m setting you free, ok? I mean, I know I can’t
do that legally at the moment. But I don’t want you as my slave anymore. I just
want you as my partner. But you have a choice. You can choose not to be with
me. You don’t deserve to be enslaved. You deserve freedom. And I’m offering you
that. I can get your ID changed, make you a civilian. Then you can go anywhere
and do anything you like--”
Mika looked like he was about to cry. “You don't want me…”
“Shut up!” Yuu cupped Mika’s face. “You have noidea, how much I want you! In
more ways than one. But I can't live with myself by holding you under my thumb.
I’m doing this, because I care about you. Understand? And no hurt feelings if
you decide against the demon contract and vampire slaying. You can live a
normal life. Be safe. As soon as we meet up with Guren, you can make your
choice. But in the meantime...maybe it’s best that we don't be so...intimate.”
Mika contemplated this. “So, you think you know what I want?” His tone was
slightly vindictive. “Then I'll tell you.” He raised his face to meet Yuu’s,
cupping his master’s in his hands and touching foreheads together. “I love it
when you touch my face, my skin, when you kiss me. I’m not used to wanting
things, or getting what I want. So please, Yuu-chan…” He closed his eyes.
“Don’t deny me that. I might not want sex, because sex has always been
pressured onto me, it’s always been my job. But...being held and sleeping next
to somebody? I crave it, Yuu. I just...I want somebody to hold, and hold me in
return. Somebody to lean on.”
Mika’s words were so soft, that it struck straight to Yuu’s heart. His needs,
his desires had nothing to do with lust. And Yuu realized that the blonde
craved affection above all else, because he had never been showed such a thing.
Sold by his parents as a child, trained to be a fighter, trained to be a whore.
He’d never actually received the affectionate embrace a lover might bestow, or
the loving touch of a parent or reassuring gesture of a friend. All he knew was
what he’d been trained to know.
And Yuu had never given anybody that kind of affection. But he felt compelled
to give that to Mika, for the first time in his life.
Yuu kissed him again, completely out of the blue, and without any intention for
something more. Just a simple meeting of the lips, even though Yuu’s loins
stirred for more. But he wouldn’t take from Mika. Wouldn’t indulge in his lust
over the blonde. “Ok, Mika. I’ll give you what you need.” Yuu said against his
lips
Mika sighed in contentment, kissing him back with a passion that made Yuu’s
cock rise once again, but Yuu didn’t act on it. Just kissed him and held him
without rolling his hips or touching Mika anywhere that would be considered
overly insistent.
“Yuu-chan?” Mika breathed. And he felt Yuu’s cock twitch. But his master didn’t
press further.
“Hmm?” Yuu hummed.
“C-can I...um...sleep with you?”
Yuu blanched.
“In your bed with you, I mean.”
“Oh!” Yuu caught the meaning. “Oh. Yeah...I think that’ll be ok.”
.
They cuddled up together, with Mika as little spoon and feeling so comfortably
warm and content with Yuu’s body pressed against his.
Yuu’s erection remained prominent throughout the entire night, but Mika
couldn’t be angry about it. And he actually felt a satisfying thrill at the
fact that his master wanted him yet remained respectful in the sense that he
refused to act upon his own needs.
This made Mika wonder. Did Yuu care about him that much? Most men would be hell
bent on sticking their prick in the first willing hole that came around. And
Mika was willing. He’d been trained to be willing. But he wasn’t exactly ready.
And he wasn’t sure he’d everbeen ready.
Sex placed weird emotion into a person’s mind. It could make you think you
loved somebody, even if you really didn't. It could make a person violent. Make
someone feel powerful. Make them vulnerable. Insecure. There were so many
factors that played into it. And Mika had experienced them all--
He nearly gasped at the realization. The reason he didn’t want Yuu to fuck him.
I think I love him.Which was absurd. He’d known him for little over a week.
There was no possible way.
He tried to reason it was just lust, but Mika didn’t experience lust. It wasn’t
stockholm, because Yuu had told him multiple times that Mika was free to choose
for himself.
So why had that thought flitted into his subconscious?
He suddenly felt afraid. He didn’t know how to place this emotion. Didn’t even
know if it was true.
But the closer he got to Yuu, and the more time he spent with him, made him
almost positive that if Yuu had truly set him free, he couldn’t bear to leave
him.
Chapter End Notes
     If you haven't noticed by now, this is a bit of a slow burn kinda
     thing ;)
     I just had to add some MikaYuu love in here! But no smut. Sorry! Smut
     will come soon though. I promise. In the meantime, enjoy some fluffy
     angst!
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     and inspire and help me build the story.
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Chapter Summary
     Some vamp slaying action and sexual tension
Chapter Notes
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For once, Yuu woke before Mika. The blonde was still in his bed with him,
curled up with one leg over Yuu’s and an arm thrown over his chest. Yuu smiled
against his mop of golden hair, inhaling his scent. Vanilla, huh?His fancy
shampoo and conditioner apparently, along with another scent that was purely
Mika…
Yuu stiffened, realizing that this was the first time he’s ever slept with
somebody. Not sex-slept with. Like actually slept. In the same bed. All night.
And he felt incredibly well rested and relaxed. Huh...weird...He just might
have to sleep next to Mika more often.
Then he realized that he was still painfully hard from last night. The more his
mind roused from its sleepy haze, the more he felt his balls ache for some
release. Sighing in annoyance, he extricated Mika’s limbs from himself and
padded to the bathroom, intending to relieve the pressure in the shower.
His skin felt sensitive under the spray of the shower. Like, hypersensitive.Yuu
took his cock in his hand, shuddering from the friction he immediately began
creating with long measured strokes. It’d been days since he’d came last, and
he popped an annoyingly random boner rather frequently during those days. It
was like he was 14 all over again.
He blamed Mika. Though, he couldn’t necessarily feel angry about that. The guy
was just so fucking eager to please, easy to be around, so trusting. It was
almost scary, how much Mika trusted him, how much he wanted to be around him.
But Yuu ate it up, and relished in the man’s need for touches and hugs and
closeness.
Though...not too much closeness. He wanted to touch Mika so badly last night.
Wanted to feel his thick shaft in his hands and against his own dick. He’d
never seen the man fully hard, and was curious now about what it looked like.
Yuu stroked himself faster, recalling how large it had felt, and images he
never thought he would imagine for himself flashed through his mind. He never
thought he’d be so open to the prospect of feeling a dick up his ass. But,
there it was. Now he was thinking about it, and it was making him throb.
“Mmn--” The moan escaped before he could catch himself, and he froze, terrified
for a moment and eyed the door. Shit...Did Mika hear him? He felt his face heat
up with the embarrassing notion that Mika knew he was jacking off in the
shower--
“Yuu-chan?” Mika said as he knocked on the door. “Are you ok?”
Yuu’s eyes widened. God dammit! He knows!“Uh-um…” He cleared his throat. “I’m
fine, Mika.”
There was a long pause, then he asked “You sure? You don't need a hand in
there…?”
Yuu knocked his head against the tile wall of the shower. Oh, I’d love a hand
Mika…He thought about saying, but instead called out “Be out in a minute!” He
could swear he heard Mika chuckling on the other side of the door. And
concluded that the blonde was likely going to be the death of him.
.
When Mika woke up, realizing he was alone in the bed, he felt a sudden surge of
disappointment, then shame that he hadn’t woken up before his master. Not my
master though...not really, not anymore.He wasn’t sure how he felt about that
thought. But he felt almost like he was being abandoned.
Then he heard the shower, and the heavy breathing of Yuu through the paper thin
walls of the cheap motel. He lay in bed for a few moments, just listening. Then
he’d heard a moan--
Mika shot up out of bed, partially concerned, but another part of him knew that
kind of moan anywhere. And a spike of unexpected arousal shot through him at
the prospect of Yuu actually touching himself. Because of last night?
Almost the entire night, Yuu’s cock had been hard and pressing against his
back, and the few times Mika had shifted throughout the night, it had rubbed
against his ass. And for some reason, it hadn’t filled him with the familiar
need to make his mind leave his body. No...he’d actually rocked his hips back
into it, wanted to feel the hot thickness between his cheeks. He had fallen
asleep like that, perfectly content and strangely aroused.
Now, Yuu must have been feeling it too this morning. Mika knew how to turn it
off easily enough. But considering how hard up Yuu had been and how needily
he’d ground his shaft against him, Mika wasn’t surprised that the man needed
release. Only problem was, Mika wanted to give it to him. “Yuu-chan?” Mika
asked as he’d knocked on the door. “Are you ok?” He knew he was probably more
than ok.
There was silence for a while, before Yuu protested and said “I’m fine! Be out
in a minute!”
The embarrassment in Yuu’s tone made Mika chuckle. Yuu was a grown man, older
than Mika was, and still he was shy about such things. Things Mika found
perfectly natural and wanted to take part in. Wanted to be the one to make Yuu
squirm and writhe and come hard in his mouth or in his hand…
Mika decided to go sit on the bed and wait. Feeling vaguely disappointed that
he couldn't be the one to make Yuu orgasm. And even more strange, he felt
himself hardening at the prospect of Yuu touching him. Which never happened
with anyone. He’d touched and got others off many times, without his shaft even
twitching in reaction. And now, simply thinking about it was making him hard.
He lay back on the bed, closing his eyes. And for the first time, let his own
hand wander south, under his waistband to his own shaft. His mind seized on the
images of Yuu from the time he had sucked him off. How golden his skin was. How
the little dark hairs on the man’s arms had raised from his goosebumps from the
cold air and the mingled stimuli. How his chiseled abs had flexed and his back
bowed as his face twisted in pleasurable agony right before he’d shot his seed
in his mouth. His taste, slightly salty, and musky with a hint of sweetness…
His dick was fully hard now when he took himself in hand, and he realized he
didn’t quite know how to go about this. He’d jerked off in front of others
before, methodically, solely for their viewing pleasure, but he hadn’t done it
to pleasure himself. Taking his own pleasure, simply wasn’t done for a pleasure
slave. And he’d never had the inclination to. Until now. And now he was
thinking about Yuu stroking off in the shower, and in the forefront of his
mind, he was hoping that in some way, they could come together, even when in
separate areas--
The door to the bathroom swung open, and Mika literally fell off the bed in
shock and surprise. When had the water shut off?!He hadn’t heard it, too caught
up in his own reminiscence.
Mika thought that Yuu might have gotten a glimpse of what he had been doing,
and Yuu’s face reddened. Or maybe he was still embarrassedhimselfat having
being caught.
“Umm…” Yuu started. “So...that wasn’t...what you think it was.”
Mika was panting, still slightly bewildered by his own actions and that fact
that Yuu had almost caught him in the act. “Ok.” He breathed.
“Ok…” Yuu cleared his throat. “Well...we better get going then!”
 
 
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The sexual tension between the two inside of the truck was so thick, you could
cut it with a knife. They kept glancing at each other. Both were hard up.
Neither of them had had the chance to finish what they’d started this morning.
And Yuu swore that if his balls had ached anymore than they already had, he’d
contemplate cutting them off. ‘Cause fuckwhy did he have to be so fucking
attracted to this guy?!
First things first though, because he certainly had never put his dick first,
they had a job to do.
.
After asking around the city, they found out that the vampire they were hunting
had killed at least two people every day since he had shown up here about two
weeks ago. Unlike the vampire in the last town, who had killed a handful and
left most alive, this vampire was more vicious. And judging by his feeding
habits, a lot stronger.                    
“Alright.” Yuu started. “Odds are, he’s gotta be hiding out in one of the
abandoned buildings in the outskirts of town, or maybe a shack. We should check
them all during the daylight, while he’s stuck inside and unable to run out in
the sun.” Yuu handed Mika his sword, before strapping his own onto the belt
around his hips. “Let’s go.”
Yuu got a few yards away before he noticed that Mika wasn’t following. He
turned back around, seeing the blonde looking like he was thinking hard about
something, brows knit together and eyes narrowed as they seemed to be searching
the ground for some kind of answer.
“Mika?”
He looked up at Yuu again. “I don't think he’d be somewhere like that.” Mika
said.
“Oh yeah?” This was the first time Mika actually shared his opinion about this
whole hunting thing.
“Umm…” He shifted uncomfortably. “I don’t wanna doubt you or anything. But...I
think we should check out the hotels. The nice ones.”
Yuu blinked at him. “And why is that?”
Well you see...from what I’ve gathered from the other people, this vampire
hasn’t been seen. He’s killed all of his victims, so nobody knows what he looks
like. They just know it's a vamp attack. And since nobody had actually
witnessed him, there’s no reason for him to be hiding out in shacks or empty
buildings.”
After a pause, Yuu motioned for him to continue. “Vampires a incredibly
fastidious, even though they’re vile creatures. And even rogue vampires like
him and his former friend have a large accumulation of wealth. They enjoy nice
things, fancy things. That’s why I think he’d be staying in one of the hotels.”
Yuu contemplated this for a moment. His words made sense, and the blonde
hadspent time in close quarters with them. Yuu had a feeling that he knew what
he was talking about. “Alright.”
Mika looked surprised. “Y-you agree?”
“Well I don't disagree.Sounds pretty legit to me!” Yuu began striding back
towards the truck so they could drive back into the heart of the city. “Let's
get a move on.”
Mika could hardly believe Yuu had decided to trust his hunch so easily. He
prayed he was right about this.
.
Yuu had never been a swanky hotel kind of guy. The places he was used to
staying in while out on missions were...questionable, at best. Many of them
were pay-by-the-hour kinds of places with suspicious stains in the carpets and
even more suspicious tenants. So trying to get into one of these hotels was
proving difficult. Even after he’d flashed his ID and they knew he was a
government worker, they still refused to hand over the list of guests staying
in the rooms. And they couldn’t simply bust in and start swinging swords. They
needed information. They needed to do research. Fucking pain in the ass
vampire...
At the third hotel, and after another failed attempt to gain any information,
Yuu stomped back to the truck where Mika was waiting, slamming the door shut
after plopping himself in the driver seat. “Well that was another bust!” He
sighed heavily. “I guess we’ll just have to do something else to draw him out.
We gotta wait till tomorrow now though. Dammit…”
Mika felt like this was all his fault. It was his idea to check the hotels. But
they wouldn’t even let Yuu past the lobby…
Then he had a thought. “Be right back.” Mika handed Yuu his sword and climbed
out of the car, removing the jacket and tossing it inside the truck’s cab,
leaving him in only his tight black t-shirt and jeans. He played with his hair
for a minute, making it look artfully disheveled and made sure the strands were
covering his neck, then pinched his cheeks to give them the appearance of
blushing.
“Um...Mika? What are you doing?”
Mika smiled at him. “Helping.”
“Wha-but-Mika-!” But the blonde was already headed into the hotel. Well,
sauntered was more like it. His shoulders back confidently and he slightly
swayed his hips as he walked. What the hell?
.
“Can I help you sir?” The lady at the front desk asked when Mika strode in. He
didn’t miss the fact that she was checking him out. Good. This might work.
“I hope you can.” Mika said in a voice dripping with innuendo. “I’m meeting a
client.” He told her casually. “But my master sent me out to this job after I
had just finished up with the previous one, and I can’t for the life of me
remember the name of the hotel I was supposed to meet him at.”
The lady blinked at him. “C-client?”
Mika held his thumb out for his ID to be scanned. His profile reading his slave
status. The woman blushed when she saw it and Mika winked at her. “Oh! Oh
thatkind of client!” She giggled, then turned to her computer. “Do you know
what room he’s staying in?”
“I haven’t been told sweetheart. But I doknow that he has been staying here on
business for about two weeks. Maybe you can help me find him that way? I’d
recognize his name if I saw it. But I can’t remember off the top of my head.
It’s been a long day…” He gave her his best rueful expression, looking sheepish
and adorably embarrassed.
Her blush deepened, likely picturing the hot blonde plowing her as her lips
twitched into a shy smile. It wasn’t often that people simply had encounters
with pleasure slaves. They had reputations for being amazing in bed, and those
who couldn’t afford a night with one sometimes became giddy with the
opportunity to simply talkto one. And Mika was good at making women squirm.
He openly eye-fucked her as she looked up room numbers and guest names, making
sure she noticed it. In his mind, he didn’t find the woman attractive
whatsoever. But he’d learned to train his face into an expression of open
interest and lustful intentions, even when he felt nothing of the sort.
Now putty in Mika’s hands, she turned to him again and showed him the computer
screen. “So, there are two guests who have been here for about a week. One is
named Hotaka Ando. And the other is Rokuro Ishido.”
Only here for a week. And both names are Japanese. No dice. Vampires were
foreigners in their origin. They usually wouldn’t have a Japanese name. And
they didn’t turn humans often. That being said, it was alsoentirely possible
that the vampire was using an Alias. Most wouldn’t bother, but Mika had to be
sure. He memorized the names, then said “Sorry, neither of those are my
client.” He let out an exaggerated sigh. “My master will be so angry if I’m
late for our meeting…” He made his face look stricken and afraid.
The woman bought it, and took pity on him. “Awe, well I don’t want you to get
punished! Tell you what. Let me call a couple of hotels, and ask around for
anybody who has checked in a couple weeks ago. Yeah?”
He gave her his most dazzling smile, pulling her hand up to his lips to give it
a kiss. “You’re an angel. Thank you!”
She practically swooned under his attentions.
.
Nearly 20 minutes later, Mika returned to the truck, just when Yuu was about to
burst into the hotel and come looking for him. “What the hell Mika?! I thought
something happened! What were you doing?”
Mika reached into the glove compartment and took out a napkin and a pen,
quickly jotting down all the names of the possible culprits before he could
forget them. Once he was done, he handed the napkin to Yuu. “I got ourselves
some suspects.”
Yuu blanched. “You what?!How?”
Mika smirked at him. “Your slave has ways of making people talk…”
“You’re not my slaveMika.” Yuu rolled his eyes before looking over the names.
There were 10 of them, but Mika had circled one. “Rene Shimu?” he asked.
Mika nodded. “Shimu in the western language is Simm. It’s a foreigner name. And
vampires are usually of European or Eurasian descent. At least, the ones I’ve
met were. And since vampires rarely like to turn other humans, I can’t see the
vampire being Japanese. Rene Simm might be our guy.”
Yuu was lost for words. Not only had Mika taken initiative and had somehow
gotten them a lead, he was smart enough and knowledgeable enough to know the
vampire lineage and able to decipher the names into one that fit a vampire’s
origin. “Mika! You’re amazing!”
The blonde felt himself flush from the praise, ecstatic to see how happy he had
made Yuu.
“Alright then.” Yuu started up the truck. “We have about an hour of daylight
left the gank this bastard. Where’s he staying at?”
 
 
***
 
 
Mika pulled the same card at the hotel their potential vampire was staying at,
making Yuu quirk a brow at him once they were in the elevator on their way up
to the penthouse with Yuu being deemed Mika’s handler.Which Yuu tried to resist
scoffing in outrage about.
The elevator opened to the hallway leading to the penthouse door. “Ok, you wait
here while I go kick in the door. I’ll give the signal if he’s the vamp so you
can rush in and be my backup-”
“Yuu.” Mika interrupted. “Please. Let me do this. I’ll try to distract him, use
myself as bait like you did with the last. Then swoop in and take his head
before he kills me.”
“Mika, no! I can’t let you do that! What if he...you know...tries other things
besides biting you?!” They were both speaking in harsh whispers.
“I’m used to it, Yuu-chan.” Mika gave him a soft smile. “I’ll be ok. I know you
won't let me die.”
What bothered Yuu, was the fact that he couldn’t guarantee that. He might die
if the vampire was strong enough to drink him dry in seconds. And there was no
possible way for the blonde to heal himself while being fed from like Yuu was
able to. And the fact that Mika would receive more bite scars, and have more
people touching his body--
“My answer is no, Mika!”
Yuu’s face was pale, and Mika wondered what had him so spooked. “Alright...as
you wish…” Mika said quietly.
Yuu strapped his sword to his hip again, and quietly walked down the hall
without another word. Leaving Mika looking worried and waiting for his command
by the elevator. Yuu felt bad about rejecting Mika’s idea. The blonde had been
so incredibly helpful on this hunt. But he didn’t want to risk losing him so
early on. Yuu was the only one who would have a fighting chance in one-on-one
combat with the bloodsuckers. Sending a vulnerable human like Mika into the
fray simply wasn’t an option.
When Yuu reached the door, he summoned his demon into his body, giving him
strength, and kicked down the door and drew his sword in one fluid motion--
The room was empty. The shutters were all closed up tight, but he could still
see little streams of sunlight peeking through. The vampire wouldn’t be
outside. So where was he? He would have thought that they had made an error in
their choice, but Yuu’s advanced sense of smell picked up the metallic tang of
blood in the room.
He moved further inside, stepping lightly and ready to spring into action at
the drop of a hat. There were stacks of newspapers in the room, and the
mattress had been pulled off the bed frame so that it was laying on the floor.
Vampires preferred sleeping close to the ground. This was clearly a vampire
den. But there was no vampire to be found. He reigned his demon in, calling out
for Mika to come to him.
The blonde stood in the doorway a few moment later, sword sheathed and eyes
hurriedly scanning the room’s contents. “Where is he?” He asked.
Yuu sheathed his sword. “Dunno…” He examined the newspapers, seeing that a lot
of them dated back months before, and several had clippings missing from them.
Weird...He wandered around the room, trying to find clues as to where the leech
could be.
He opened a closet door, blinking at what he saw. The newpaper clippings were
pinned up to the wall. All containing pictures of vampire’s victims, reports
and articles about vampire attacks.
Rene had been doing his homework. Keeping track of other vampire’s whereabouts,
and taking note of whether or not he was being tracked down by hunters, or if
they suspected where he was. The vampire was smart. Yuu’d give him that. He
took his phone out to take a couple of pictures. Some of the information was
useful, and could possibly give him more leads for missions. He’d have to email
this to Guren once they were in a safer place.
“Alright Mika, let's get out of here. We’ll send this info to headquarters and
search for him tomorr--” Yuu froze, eyes widened in horror at the sight before
him.
“You filthy humans are causing me trouble, you know that?” The vampire sneered.
He had Mika’s back against his chest, one hand around his throat and the other
holding Mika’s sword arm firmly so Mika had no chance of swinging his weapon.
“Drop your demon sword, human. Or I’ll crush his neck.”
Yuu grit his teeth, but he complied, dropping it to the ground with a loud
clang. His heart was thumping almost painfully against his ribcage, adrenaline
spiking to astronomical levels. “Just let him go, vampire. This is between you
and me.”
“No, it’s not. Because, you see, you and your bitch here killed my partner .
Murdered him in a dirty alleyway. Maybe I’ll kill yourpartner in front of you,
see how you like it.” He squeezed Mika’s windpipe threateningly, causing the
blonde to let out a strangled gasp.
Yuu glared, eyes a little wild as his chest heaved with breaths. Oh god I don’t
want to lose him!
The vampire nosed at Mika’s neck, scenting him, then ran a tongue over his
skin. “Or maybe I’ll just drink him to death instead. I can see he’s already
used to being a bloodletting whore.” He tongued one of Mika’s scars, his stoic
looking face and uncanny red eyes fixed on Yuu. His hair, black as pitch,
brushing up against the blonde’s tense shoulder.
Mika’s eyes went blank, lifeless. The expression the blonde wore when he was
trying to mentally escape. He was resigned, accepting his fate.
Yuu lost it. In the heartbeat of time it took for the vampire to widen his jaw
and press his fangs against Mika’s pale skin, Yuu summoned his demon. “Asura-
canon!” Swords fanned out behind him instantly, and with a raise of his arm,
they all flew towards the vampire. The swords completely avoided Mika, flying
around his head and limbs in a flash and causing the vampire the fly back
against the wall, pinned there through his chest, arms, legs and neck with the
multiple swords.
By time Mika’s knees hit the floor and he choked in a labored breath, Yuu was
upon the vampire, demon sword in hand with the blade planted into the vampire’s
chest. He twisted the sword, not yet activating the curse. “Who were you in
allegiance with?!” Yuu demanded through clenched teeth.
When the vampire didn’t answer, he twisted the sword and sank it deeper.
“Answer me you filthy leech! Which clan were you with before you went rogue?”
“Go to hell, human!” The vampire spat.
“Oh I plan to…” Yuu grinned maliciously. “But first, I’ll torture you, nice and
slow until you talk. Once I’m finished with you, you’ll beg for the sun to
destroy you.”
The way Yuu said those words, made Mika shiver. Not with fear, but with an
awareness of the raw power Yuu possessed. He had been so fast, he was still
reeling from what had just happened. He’d moved like a blur, impaling the
vampire on his sword before Mika could even blink. Yuu was so filled with hate
towards these creatures, that Mika could practically taste it. And he found
himself wondering what had caused so much scorn in the man. Either way, his
strength and power was heady. Mika stood, walking over slowly to stand beside
Yuu. He could feel the demonic forces rolling off of him, and he nearly
shuddered again.
“Were you with Sanguinem?” Mika asked the vampire.
His stony visage cracked. It was barely noticeable, but Yuu’s enhanced vision
in his demonic form caught it. “Your eyes say that you were.” Yuu smiled.
Mika paled. He didn’t know what his vampire master’s name was, but he knew the
name Sanguinem. It was the vampire faction’s name he’d been sold to, from what
the other blood slaves had told him. And thisvampire had once been with them.
“What was his name? The name of your former leader?” Yuu asked again.
The vampire chuckled, the movement causing blood to trickle from his pinned
limbs and chest. “Even if I didtell you, you’d never be able to kill him. He’s
nearly deathless. Has lived for hundreds of years. You can torture me all you
like, but I’ll never breathe his name.”
.
And the vampire had been true to his word. Because after another 20 minutes of
cutting his skin with the activated curse, and nearly gutting him until his
intestines spilled out from him like eels, the vampire didn’t talk.
Mika stood silently by. Relishing in the pain that his master was bringing this
monster. When the vampire finally fell unconscious, Yuu decided that he was
done, and relieved the vampire of it’s head. He crumbled to ash.
Yuu turned to Mika with wild eyes, breathing hard as he reigned in the demon
and sheathed his sword.
Mika stared back, bewildered and not a little bit awed by the viciousness the
man had meted out. He found his own breathing shallow as he stared into those
wide emerald eyes. He should have been afraid. But he wasn’t. He looked at Yuu
as if he was an avenging angel. Hisavenging angel...
In an instant they were upon each other, crushing their lips together and
tangling their fingers in each other’s hair. Amidst the blood and the gore and
the stench of vampire ashes. But neither of them cared. Both of their hearts
were racing from the close call, and the thrill of having offed another of
those monsters, of having completed their mission together.
Yuu pulled away first, breathing out a pent up sigh and touching his forehead
to Mika’s. “Fuck...I thought you were a gonner.”
Mika smiled. “I knew you wouldn’t let that happen.” he whispered.
Yuu took a step back to look at Mika’s face fully. “So, Sanguinem?”
Mika nodded, and Yuu grinned that bright heartfelt smile that made his eyes
squint. “If there’s a god out there somewhere, remind me to thank him for
letting me find you. I couldn’t ask for a better partner.”
At Yuu’s words, something inside of Mika shifted, locking into place.
Unbreakable and immovable, and he couldn’t help himself from taking Yuu’s mouth
with his own again.
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Yuu and Mika rode the elevator back down to the lobby, not bothering to stuff
their swords back into the duffle they had used to get the weapons past the
lobby.
Once the doors to the elevator opened and they both stepped out, several of the
hotel staff gaped along with some of the guests. Yuu wasn’t surprised. There
was blood splattered on him and he was sweaty and dirty. Oh, and they were
carrying swords.
“What in God’s name--?!” A man, clearly the hotel manager, came stomping over
to them with all the air of a man who would try everything to make Yuu and
Mika’s life a living hell. “What is the meaning of this?! You can't have--have
weapons! And is that  blood ?!”
“Chill the fuck out.” Yuu said tiredly, as if the man was a child having a
tantrum. “You might want to go take a look at your penthouse. Because, what you
were unaware of, is that you had a vampire infestation.” Yuu kept his voice
low, making sure none of the civilian passersby could hear him.
The hotel manager blanched. “V-vampires?  Here?!”
“Yep. Don’t worry, we took care of it. You can send your supposed  security
guards  to check on it if you need proof.”
The man looked sceptical, unsure whether or not to believe Yuu. “We’ll just see
about that!”
.
Yuu tried not to think about the fact that he’d kissed his partner again. Well,
they’d kissed each other, actually. And Mika had kissed him once more before
they had left the penthouse to alert the hotel management of the mess in the
room. His skin was still humming from their contact, though he tried not to
show it in his face as he took care of business. Though, the heat of Mika’s
body as he stood so close to him made it hard from Yuu to concentrate.
His mind kept wandering into the fact that they were going to be sharing rooms
again tonight, until they reached Guren’s place where there was enough room for
them to sleep separate. He was keenly aware of how often Mika was glancing at
him with heated looks, and cursed his own dick to hell and back for twitching
in anticipation.  Nothings going to happen!  Yuu told himself.  We’re just
going to go to sleep.
Nevermind how hot Mika was when they’d kissed. How sweet his mouth was and the
way their tongues rolled and licked against one another in perfect sync. Or how
the blonde had shyly sucked his bottom lip and breathed in Yuu’s exhales like
he was breathing in his soul and  fuck  Mika knew how to kiss…
“Yuu.” Mika prompted Yuu out of his thoughts, nodding towards the hotel manager
coming towards them again. Apparently the hotel’s security was finished looking
at the vampire den.
And judging by the rueful expression the manager had, Yuu might be able to use
this situation to their benefit.
“I umm…” The manager shook his head. “I can’t believe vampires are in the city.
In  my  hotel. I just...I wanted to thank you.” The man extended his hand to
Yuu, and Yuu took it firmly, shaking hands. “Both of you.” He then extended his
hand to Mika, and the blonde blinked at him. Not sure what to do with a
handshake. He didn’t receive handshakes, let alone gratitude. But he mimicked
Yuu’s actions.
“Well that was the only vampire in the city. I’m sure you heard about the many
attacks happening here. But the problem’s taken care of now. He we hear
anything else happening, we’ll be sure to drop in again.”
The manager nodded. “Thank you. If...there’s anything we can do to repay you…”
Yuu smiled wide. “Oh, I think there’s something you can do for us!”
.
“Holy shit, you should see that bathroom Mika! I was almost afraid to touch
anything!”
“I  did  see it, Yuu-chan.” Mika smiled. “I showered before you, remember?”
“Yeah, but you didn’t even comment on it!” When Yuu said he wasn’t the swanky
hotel kind of guy, it didn’t mean that if he was offered one night for free in
one, along with complimentary food and drink during their stay, then Yuu could
learn to like the accommodations.
Now that all the blood and sh was washed from them both, they decided to head
down to the hotel restaurant and bar to take advantage of the free food and
drinks.
Mika put on a collared shirt, first of all to keep the scars hidden and also
seeing it appropriate to dress nicer for a nice restaurant.
Seeing the blonde all cleaned up and dressed up, kind of made this feel like a
date.  Shut up brain, this isn’t a date!  Yuu scolded himself.  We’re just
going to eat!  Though, wasn’t that what you did on a date?
His face heated again, thinking about this morning, he could have sworn he
caught a glimpse of Mika touching himself. Then their was that heated kiss
between them. Not to mention their first morning together when the blonde had
woken him up with a blowjob. And he hadn’t even had the chance to get off yet.
His pent up desires were screwing with his thoughts. He didn’t know how he was
going to get through the rest of the night. Not with Mika in such close
proximity.
.
The host at the hotel restaurant looked Mika and Yuu up and down with an air of
indifference, clearly displeased by the two men and convinced they didn’t
belong there.
Yuu held up the complimentary meal card, and the host blanched. “Uh...right
this way.” He led them to a table next to a large window that overlooked the
city below.
The restaurant was at the very top floor of the hotel’s building, and had an
amazing view. The atmosphere was modern, and softly lit, with fancy little
centerpieces on each table and crisp white linens. Definitely one of the nicest
places Yuu had ever eaten at.
He looked over the menu, eyes bugging at the prices of each dish. Thank fuck
they didn’t have to pay.
Then he looked at Mika. His shoulders had taken on that tense posture again,
likely thinking he didn’t belong. Or afraid of sitting with Yuu as an equal.
But he didn’t try to protest or kneel on the floor. The blonde eyed their
surroundings wearily. Wondering if the other people in the restaurant knew he
was a slave.
He sure didn’t look like a slave. His collared button up was high on his neck,
and fit his lean form perfectly. The soft lighting cast that blonde hair into a
halo. He actually looked like he belonged here more than Yuu did in his dingy
t-shirts and jeans. Only difference was, Yuu didn’t give a shit how he looked
to others.
“Yuu?” Mika asked when he caught Yuu staring. “Am I doing doing wrong?”
Yuu blinked at him. “Huh? No! No...I just...I was thinking how much you looked
like you fit in. In here.”
Mika gaped, then looked around, then seemed to be taking inventory of himself.
He didn’t see it.
“Oh come on, Mika. You gotta know you’re hot. And you look nice all dressed up.
Have you been around places like this before?”
Mika’s face turned a bit pink at Yuu’s compliment. But grew uncomfortable at
the mentioning of his past. “I, uh...yeah. I’ve been to places like this
before. Not as a guest though...obviously.”
“Oh! Right...sorry.”
Mika smiled. “It’s ok. I know what you meant. The places i’d stayed or went to
when I...had a client...were always upscale like this. I guess that’s why I
don’t seem so impressed by it or anything. But I like seeing you get excited
over it. Makes me feel like it’s my first time in a place like this too.”
Yuu’s eyes dropped back to the menu, feeling guilty about dredging up past
memories for the blonde. “Well...I’ve stayed at nice places before. It’s rare
though. Only when Guren was taking our squad on a group mission, he’d get us
rooms at nicer places than where we’ve stayed.”
“I don’t mind where we’ve been staying, Yuu. It makes me feel actually kind
of...normal…”
The waiter came around then, a bottle of champagne in hand and two flutes.
“Compliments of the hotel!” He said cheerily, popping open the bottle and
setting it on the table for them, informing them he’ll return to take their
orders shortly.
Yuu inspected the bottle. “What the hell is this?”
“Uh...that’s champagne, Yuu-chan.” His lips quirked at Yuu’s ignorance.
“Is it alcohol?”
Mika chuckled. “Yes.” He expertly poured a glass for Yuu, careful not to make
it bubble and foam too much, before setting the bottle back down.
Yuu took a sip. “Wow! That’s more fizzy than I expected!” He chugged it,
holding the glass out for seconds.
“Um...it’s meant to be sipped. Slowly. It get’s you drunk pretty quickly.”
Yuu snorted. “It takes a lot for me to get drunk, Mika. Curse of the demon.”
Mika poured another glass for him, then at Yuu’s insistence, poured one for
himself. Mika took a sip from it, relishing the refreshing taste. He’d seen
this champagne before, knew how expensive it was, though he never got to taste
any. He smiled, realizing how different his life was now compared to before.
And for once, he actually felt happy.
“You like it.” It wasn’t a question. Yuu couldn’t help but smile at the look on
Mika’s face.
“Always wanted to try it.”
“Well, then we’ll order another!”
.
So apparently, demanding bottles of champagne that cost over $500 was frowned
upon, and they tried to convince Yuu to order something else. So instead, Yuu
ordered top-shelf cocktails. For both him and Mika. As well as the most
expensive things on the menu. If he was being a dick just for taking advantage
of the hotel’s services, he didn’t care. His partner had almost died today,
they’d just offed a vampire, so he felt like a little celebration was in order.
And he had to admit, he wanted to see Mika let loose a little.
But the blonde was a light weight. Two glasses of champagne and one Mojito
later, Mika was loosening up, becoming more bold with his statements and more
easy to laugh at Yuu’s stupid jokes.
They paused for a few moments in their banter to look over dessert and order
it. Then Mika looked contemplative for a moment, swirling the mint leaves in
his drink as Yuu sipped his rum and coke.
“Can I ask you something, Yuu?” The alcohol was making words slip past his lips
more easily.
And with Yuu on his fifth drink, he was open to questions and giving honest
answers, finally starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. “Sure! Whatever
you wanna ask!”
Mika swirled his drink a couple more times before mustering up the remains of
his courage to ask what he wanted to. “You seem to really hate the vampires.
How you took such joy in hurting the leech, it seemed almost...personal. So I
was wondering...why? Have you lost someone to them?” When he looked back up at
Yuu, the man was pale.
Yuu took a long sip of his drink, sighing heavily when he drained it and
motioned the waiter over for another.
“Yuu, I’m sorry!” Mika suddenly felt retched. “It’s none of my business!
Please, forgive me for asking!”
“It’s ok Mika. I made you talk about your past, so I guess it’s only right to
talk about my own…”
He was silent again until his drink returned. It seemed to be his liquid
courage. After another long sip, he placed the drink down, but didn’t meet
Mika’s eyes as he said “I had a daughter, once.” He voice was so quiet, that
Mika could barely hear him.
But he did, and Mika’s blood ran cold. He figured the best option was to stay
silent, in case Yuu wanted to talk more.
After long moments, he did. “I was only sixteen, when she was born. Akane was
her name…” Another long sip. “I didn’t know her mother very well. She was some
random girl I slept with and was stupid enough to knock up. She was into drugs
and was always in trouble. Not much better than me at that age, since I ran
with a bad crowd. But...after she had Akane, she didn’t want the
responsibility. And I didn’t trust her to try to find the kid a proper home.
So, I took care of her. Funny thing is, I still lived in the orphanage at the
time. So if a more suitable parent came along and wanted her, I didn’t have
much to offer to be allowed to keep her.”
Yuu finished his drink, ordering yet another. This was obviously a sore
subject.
“The director of the orphanage was a huge help. She watched after my daughter
while I went to school and work, I tried to save up money to be able to go and
live on my own, just me and Akane. But...things happen.” When Yuu’s second
drink arrived, he downed it in nearly one shot.
Mika wanted to stop him from drinking so much, but he didn’t want to interrupt
the story.
“She was only one year old, when she died. Do you know how long it takes for a
vampire to drain an infant?” He snapped his fingers. “Just like  that!  It
literally takes a  second!"   Yuu stated angrily.  " I was just a kid myself at
the time, and there was nothing I could do, other than watch it happen…” He ran
his hand through his hair, tugging on the strands in frustration.
When Yuu was silent again for a while, Mika found it a safe time to speak
again. “Yuu...I--”
“Don't, Mika. Don't say you’re sorry. A lot of people apologized for the death
of my child. But it’s ridiculous. It’s not your fault, or anyone else's. It’s
mine, for not protecting her. But now, I have the chance to prevent that from
happening to other people…”
“So that's why you joined the vampire extermination unit? For your daughter?”
Yuu shrugged. “Hey, I tried a normal life. Went to college, worked odd jobs
here and there. But to be honest, killing bloodsuckers is the only thing I was
able to focus on. And when I started trying to hunt them down on my own, JIDA
approached me, offering me a deal. I make a contract with their demon weapons,
and I will have the abilities I need to slaughter the vampires. And I excelled
at it. I’m good at it. And ever since, I’ve been searching for the bastard who
killed my daughter. I refuse to die until I do.”
Mika hadn’t expected that, and wasn’t so sure what to do with that information.
The fact that Yuu had had a child in his past, and nearly ten years later was
still trying to avenge her death, must mean that he had loved her very
much...Mika was thoughtful for a moment, before asking “This vampire...the one
who--who killed Akane...what did he look like?”
Yuu scratched his head, seemingly shaking himself out of his dark thoughts.
“The usual, pale skin, red eyes, but he had like,  really  long silver hair.
Smug fucking bastard he was…”
Mika’s eyes widened. And Yuu questioned his expression. “What? Too much
information?”
“No...I think I know who killed her. He sounds like the same vampire who made
me his blood slave…”
They stared at one another for a minute. Realization dawning on Yuu. “Holy
shit…”
“Yeah…”
“And now, we know where he’s at!” Yuu exclaimed.
“...Yeah”
“MIKA!” Yuu stood, swayed drunkenly, then slammed his hands down on the
tabletop in excitement. “This is the best clue I’ve gotten on his whereabouts
in years!”
Mika looked around the restaurant, embarrassed that Yuu was making a scene.
 “Come on, I gotta make a phone call!” Yuu pulled Mika out of the restaurant,
and towards the elevator to go back down to their hotel room.
Once back in the room, Yuu stumbled to the dresser the grab his phone, dialing
Guren. “Oi!” He exclaimed when Guren picked up. “I have a lead!”
“For fuck’s sake Yuu! It's 11pm! Are you drunk?” Guren scolded.
“Yes. Shut up and listen. Have you found anything on Mika’s previous owner and
who he bought he from?”
Guren sighed. “Not yet, Yuu. We don’t even know which vampire faction to
investigate. Let alone if your little slave was there or not-”
“Shut up with that slave shit. And I have a lead. Check out Sanguninimeme?--
Sangimena--”
“Sanguinem.” Mika corrected.
“Yeah! Sanguinem! Dig into that faction. Mika’s vampire master...he might be
the same as the one who…” Yuu trailed off, but he didn’t need to finish his
sentence for Guren to catch the gist. He knew all about Yuu’s loss.
“I’ll get digging right away. Where are you now? Will you be here soon?”
Yuu bit his lip, looking over at the blonde sitting so obediently on the other
bed in their room. “We’ll be there tomorrow…” He looked away again and hung up.
Without another thought he drew Mika into his arms. He felt drunk and
vulnerable and raw from bringing up his loss after so many years. But Mika
hugged him so perfectly, that he felt like crying. Yuu tried be be strong, and
he managed to keep his tears from spilling. But finally finding out that his
child’s murderer was actually within reach, and knowing their clan name-
“Mika...thank you.”
Mika went stiff. “I-I didn’t do anything, Yuu. I just got in the way. I got
myself in danger when-”
“Shut up.” Yuu whispered. He drew back to look at the blonde’s face.  Fuck it.
He kissed him again. Delving all the pain he felt from his past, the memories,
the loss and confusion, and the thrill of knowing where to look and who to look
for into the kiss. Mika had brought him his daughter’s murderer, with just his
words. Soon, he would learn a name, and he had this man to thank for it. For
years, he had tortured and questioned vampires. But without knowing clan names,
he didn’t know where to start looking. Now he did, and with the weight of the
death of his child being slowly lifted off his shoulders, Yuu wanted Mika’s
attentions.
He lay back on his bed, pulling Mika atop him until the blonde straddled his
hips. Mika was clearly buzzed, and began undressing under Yuu’s wandering
hands. Before he knew it, the blonde was naked. Completely naked, and pressing
himself against Yuu.
Yuu’s breathing grew erratic, and he shimmied between Mika’s legs, taking off
his own shirt and pants first before resting his hands on Mika’s hips. And holy
fuck the blonde’s his dick so fucking nice looking. Mika’s size was
intimidating, to say the least. Yuu was man enough to admit that the blonde was
hung, and though they might have been the same size in length, Mika’s girth was
quite a bit thicker. And that piercing just added to the intimidation.
But Mika’s body made him hard as stone. Those lithe muscles and pale
skin...He’d put on a little more weight since he’d been with Yuu. But he still
appeared mouthwateringly taut and muscular, despite him being so thin.
Still in his boxers, he rolled his hips up to meet the blonde’s hard dick with
his own. Both of them began rubbing together in smooth slow motions as Yuu took
the blonde’s mouth. The friction was so nice, he wanted more. Yuu wanted to
come so badly he shuddered with each thrust he made against Mika’s cock.
“Y-Yuu-chan…” Mika breathed out, unable to fully catch his breath from the
pleasure. Mika had never been one to initiate sex, but at the moment, he didn’t
care. He wanted it. Wanted Yuu to take what he needed from him. He grabbed Yuu
by the wrist, pulling his hand to his fully erect shaft, and groaned at the
contact of his calloused palm around his cock. His master immediately began
stroking, and Mika didn’t tune it out. He wanted to feel it. Wanted to feel
everything. “You can fuck me, Yuu. If you want to.”
Yuu slowed his ministrations. “W-what?”
“If you want to fuck me, I’d be fine with it.”
Yuu stared at him, the blonde’s dick still in his hand, then he released it as
if it’d burned him. “Mika, no! I-I can't...we’ve been drinking and you don’t
want that and I...I--” Yuu wanted him, how could he not? But he didn't want him
when he was still technically a slave. He wanted him as a free man. He wanted
him as an equal and as somebody who shared some form of mutual feelings.
“Yuu…” Mika’s head felt light and he swayed from the alcohol, the effects of it
making him feel more bold. Yuu turned him on, there was no denying that. But
for some reason, the man was protesting against fucking him.  Thats a first.
Then Mika thought, maybe he was a bit rusty in his seduction skills. Then he
remembered, he’d told him he didn’t want to be touched the other day. “Please…”
He brought Yuu’s palm to his aching cock again. “You can touch me, Yuu-chan. I
want you to. And I want to touch you too.”
“But…” Yuu protested, even as he grasped Mika’s shaft. “But you said not
to...and you totally black out! I don't want that, Mika. I want you with me.
But I don’t wanna force you…”
He trailed off as Mika started stroking Yuu’s length through his boxers.
“Aren't you curious, Yuu-chan? What it feels like?”
“Yes-” Yuu breathed. “But I...I can't. W-we’re drunk. It wouldn't be right.”
Mika’s heart twisted at Yuu’s sense of honor. The whole right and wrong aspect
when alcohol was involved. Mika had never experienced it himself, but he could
understand it. And he also understood that how thick and hard Yuu’s cock was,
was a clear indicator of how badly he needed to come.
“Yuu...can I ask you a favor?” He scooted back on the bed, hovering his face
above Yuu’s crotch.
 “Um...ok?”
“Will you let me bring you to orgasm?”
Yuu nearly choked, gaping at the blonde now hovering above him, before he
pulled him up to be face to face again. Then, he decided to reason. And Yuu’s
drunken mind concluded that this was the best idea ever. “If you’re going to
make me come, then I would like you to come with me.”
“OK.” Mika agreed easily.
Which gave Yuu pause. “Wait, what?”
“You want me to come? That’d be easy.”
“No, Mika. Not because of your training or whatever, I don't want this unless
you--”
“Yuu-chan!” Mika Interrupted, rolling his hips to grind his own hardness
against Yuu’s again. “I’ve never needed to come so badly in my life. It hurts,
Yuu-chan. I’m not used to wanting things, it’s never been allowed. But I do
have wants. Secret ones. And this is one of them.” He pulled Yuu’s cock from
his boxers and pressed it against his own, then began stroking them in tandem.
“Feel good with me?”
Yuu couldn't hold back. Both of their cocks were slick with precum, and Yuu
couldn’t help but buck into Mika’s large soft hand as he held their dicks
together and stroked. The blonde’s cock piercing slid up and down the underside
of Yuu’s shaft and  fuck,  the added stimulation felt incredible.
“Mika--nng!...I c-can't hold out…” He’d been needing to come for days, and this
was borderline too much for him to handle. It just felt too damn good, and he
couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into Mika’s hand as he kept stroking and
thumbing and rubbing over his most sensitive areas around his crown.
“Feels s’good…” Mika slurred.
The blonde swayed a little as he bucked his hips and rubbed faster against Yuu.
And he couldn’t help but pull Mika’s head back down into another heated kiss.
His fingers tightened in Mika’s hair as he felt his orgasm beginning to crest.
“Fuck...fuck, Mika, I’m gonna…” Yuu brought his own hand down to join Mika’s in
their stroking, and he was pleased to see that Mika still didn’t black out or
put his mind elsewhere when Yuu touched him. He was present, and he seemed to
be liking this.
“Hah...me too…” Mika murmured against his mouth.
The blonde’s mouth tasted so sweet. Like mint and sugar and whatever else was
in a mojito. His lithe body felt so good against his own, it felt right. There
was no more denying it, no going back after this. He wanted him, for more than
just a partner. He wanted him as a lover.
He thumbed Mika’s slit, spreading the moisture leaking from it. “You’re so
perfect, Mika.” He delved his tongue back into his mouth. Wanting more of his
taste.
Mika stiffened, and Yuu though that for a moment, something was wrong, but the
broken cries and groans against his mouth were a clear indicator that Mika had
reached his peak. His grip tightened and he began stroking faster and faster,
until Yuu felt hot spurts of seed spilling over his own hand. And it was the
hottest thing he’d ever experienced.
Yuu’s own toes curled as the coil of pleasure snapped in his own stomach, and
in a blinding flash of whitened vision, he came with Mika. He fisted Mika’s
hair as he kissed him through their release, feeling like he had to hold onto
something or else he’d fall of the edge of the world. All of his pent up need
and desire was washed away, he felt relieved, relaxed as he came down from his
high. But he still didn’t stop kissing Mika. He couldn't. He liked it too much.
He liked the comfort this man provided. After opening up such deep wounds of
his past, he felt raw and exposed. And Mika made him feel as if his heart was
still protected. Even before they'd started down this path of sexuality,
something about Mika made Yuu want to bare his soul, because he knew it'd be
protected by him.
Mika pulled away first, panting and rosy cheeked and hair messy from Yuu
pulling and grabbing it. Fuck, he was so pretty.
“God  damn!”  Yuu breathed out. “I came harder then when you sucked me off!”
Mika chuckled, agreeing. “We made a mess.” He moved off of the bed to saunter
to the bathroom, his flat stomach glistening from their mingled spend on his
torso. And Yuu couldn’t help but feel aroused all over again at the sight.
He returned with a wet washcloth, cleaning himself off, then cleaning Yuu’s own
stomach off. When he was done, he put on a pair of underwear and started
crawling into his own bed.
Yuu’s brows drew together, and he sat up to catch Mika’s arm. “Please, sleep
with me?” Yuu asked.
Mika quirked a brow.
“ Sleep.  And only sleep, I promise.”
“You...want me to sleep in your bed again?”
Yuu smiled. “I slept really well when you were in the bed with me.”
Mika couldn’t help but flush with pleasure, and he crawled under the covers
with Yuu, falling asleep instantly.
 
 
***
 
 
Bright and early, they hit the road. Luckily, Yuu’s demon prevented him from
getting hangovers. But Mika spent most of the journey to Guren’s asleep in the
passenger seat.
They arrived late that night in Shinjuku, pulling up and parking in from the
house, which was basically a glorified bunker. Complete with 10 rooms, a
kitchen, entertainment area, sparring ground, command center, and the very
bottom floor, deep underground, was where the demon weapons were stored.
Vampire hunters were constantly coming and going from the headquarters.
Different squads and units receiving missions, or checking in to collect
rewards. From the looks of it, and the other cars parked outside, the rest of
his squad were here. Yuu cursed under his breath.
“Something wrong?” Mika asked.
Yuu nearly scoffed. “Oh, you’ll see.” He sighed heavily, shutting off the
engine and opening the door. “Time to meet my other teammates…”
Chapter End Notes
     OMG so last chapter and the comments were so awesome, that I just had
     to buckle down and get this chapter out. They've had a relationship
     breakthrough, and things definitely will be different between them
     because of this.
     I want these two to be happy together so badly! But alas...I must
     warn you that the next couple of chapters are going to be dark. And
     almost all of them will be Mika POV.
     But yeah, he's going to finally meet the squad, and get his own demon
     weapon! So that's something to look forward to!
     And sorry that I didn't make them have sex yet. Like I said, this is
     a slow burn ;)
     Lemme know your thoughts on this chapter! I wasn't so sure about it.
     But I wanted to expose Yuu's past and add some sexy time in. So
     feedback will definitely help with this story.
     Thank you all for reading!
***** Challenge Me *****
Chapter Notes
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Yuu’s squad was borderline intolerable on a good day. But when new team members
joined...they were insufferable. And clearly, they had all been waiting up for
Yuu to arrive to meet his new partner. Yuu gave Mika a sympathetic look when he
heard a commotion on the other side of the door, before the heavy bunker locks
were disarmed and to the door slid open.
“YUU!!” Shinoa leapt to tackle him into a hug, but Yuu sidestepped her and she
went sprawling to the ground outside.
“Asshole! Is that any way to greet your leader?!”
Yuu snorted, helping her back up. “The day you become anyone’s leader, I think
the sun would explode.”
“Tch. Whatever, dick.” She lazer focused in on Mika. “This must be the
potential new recruit! Come in, come in! Let's get you associated with
everyone!” Grabbing Mika by the hand, and earning a glare from Yuu, she dragged
him inside.
It goes without saying, that Shinoa was the most enthusiastic of the group.
4’11, and with a childlike lolli figure, she wasn’t often taken seriously as
their squad leader by outsiders. Though, Mika seemed intimidated by her. Yuu
figured it wasn’t often he was introduced to others with such friendliness.
Eyes cast downward, and seeming to want to disappear into his clothes, he was
introduced to the rest of the group. Yoichi was friendly, as always. He had a
gentle soul that some would find unsuitable for their line of work. But he was
capable of remaining calm under pressure far better than anyone else in the
group.
Kimizuki greeted him with a casual introduction. He was usually only an asshole
to Yuu. Most could say that they were frenemies. So far, he didn’t have a bone
to pick with the newbie. Not yet at least.
Mitsuba on the other hand, seemed a bit hostile. She was Shinoa’s partner and a
former slave herself. So Yuu figured that they’d share some sort of kinship.
But no. Mitsuba came off as very displeased about another slave joining their
ranks. “I think you’re making a huge mistake bringing him here, Yuu.” She said
bitterly. “This isn’t a halfway house for wayward slaves. This is a lifestyle!
What the hell were you thinking bringing him here?”
Everyone blinked at her in surprise.
“Mitsu!” Shinoa scolded. “He’s our new teammate! And that is no way to talk to
your teammate!”
Mitsuba stood from the couch she was seated on, flipping her long blonde hair
behind her shoulder. “He’s no teammate of mine. I’m going to bed.” With a huff,
she stalked to the stairway leading down into the sleeping quarters.
Mika kept his head down, afraid to meet anyone’s eyes as he crossed his arms in
front of himself defensively.
Yuu noted the behavior, and saw that Mika was backsliding. Which pissed him
off. Mika had been making such progress, had finally started to open up about
how he felt, what was on his mind. Even last night, he was becoming more
comfortable with intimacy. Now he suspected that at any moment, Mika would fall
to his knees like the slave he’d been brought up to be again.
“You need to check that bitch!” Yuu scolded Shinoa. “She has no fucking idea
what he has been through!”
Shinoa looked sympathetic. “Mika, I’m really sorry about that. Mitsuba could
come off as pretty abrasive sometimes. She used to be a slave too, for the
fighting pits. So she doesn’t necessarily have a lot of sympathy for others…”
She placed a gentle hand on Mika’s shoulder, getting him to meet her eyes.
“I’ll talk to her. But you must be tired from the long drive. Don’t worry
yourself over anything right now.” She gave him a soft smile. “We’re glad Yuu
has you with him. And we’re happy to have you as part of the team.” With that,
she sauntered off after Mitsuba.
“You gotta have thicker skin than that if you wanna survive here, kid.” Guren
came around the corner and into the sitting room where the remaining people in
the squad were gathered. “If you can’t handle a few insults, then you should
maybe start rethinking a new line of work.”
“There’s insults, then there’s just straight up douchebaggery.” Yuu defended.
“That was uncalled for, and you know it-”
“We don’t have the luxury to tailor fit everyone’s orientation, Yuu.” He turned
back to Mika. “If you can’t handle a little bit of rivalry, then leave.
Otherwise, fucking cope.”
Yuu rolled his eyes. He remembered his and Kimizuki’s first day at the bunker.
He’d gotten his ass handed to him by Mitsuba, and Shinoa was relentless with
the teasing and insults. Everyone knew what he had been through, but nobody
showed much sympathy around here. Not at first, anyway. But they had all still
accepted him as a teammate.
“I’m ok.” Mika nodded, still not raising his eyes from the floor.
Which pissed Guren off. “Look at me when you talk to me, kid! I’m not on the
fucking floor!”
Mika’s head snapped up so fast, he could have gotten whiplash.
“There ya go.” Guren smirked at the terrified look on Mika’s face. “Now, from
what I understand, you helped out Yuu with the extermination?”
Mika shuffled uncomfortably. “I did what I could, sir.” He replied quietly. “I
just provided some information I learned from my time with the vampires.”
Kimizuki and Yoichi shared a look, clearly uninformed about Mika’s status as a
blood slave. “So…” Yoichi began. “You were actually there? In one of their
dens? Or house, or whatever?”
Mika nodded solemnly, but said nothing.
“What was it like?-”
“Yoichi.” Yuu shook his head at the man. “Inappropes, Yoichi.”
“Stop coddling your boyfriend, Yuu.” Guren snapped.
Yuu’s face burned. “He’s not my--”
“Yeah, yeah. I don’t care where you boys stick it. Just don’t do that under my
roof!”
Yuu ground his teeth in irritation. He really hated Guren sometimes.
“We’ll talk tomorrow, Mika. In the meantime…” He handed the blonde an envelope.
“Here’s your cut of the reward money. If you decide that you want a demon
contract, you’ll get a larger cut.”
Mika blanched, seeing that he received about $800 out of the reward. He’d never
been given so much money before, and felt unsure about whether or not it was
his right to keep it. He looked over at Yuu, who only smiled at him in
reassurance. “T-thank you.” He told Guren.
“Don’t mention it. Now, Yuu? Show him to the spare room? Fridge is stocked if
you guys are hungry. Don’t bother me till morning.” Guren wound his way to his
own quarters.
Yoichi and Kimizuki both stood. “It was nice to meet you!” Yoichi said with a
smile.
Kimizuki patted Mika on the back. “Good luck tomorrow.” They both went to their
own separate rooms.
Yuu sighed once they were alone. “Well that sucked a bag of dicks. Luckily, we
only work with them on big jobs. Otherwise, we won't see them very often...”
Mika still didn’t say anything, just continued to stare at a spot on the floor
with his shoulders hunched.
“Mika?” Yuu moved to stand in front of him, but the blonde still wouldn’t look
at him. “Mika, don’t worry about what happened, ok? You’re  my  partner, not
hers. And I like having you with me.”
Mika breathed out a pent up breath. “It's just...I don’t want to cause you
trouble, by me being here…”
“They’re usually assholes no matter what. That was actually pretty calm in
comparison-” Yuu cut himself off when he say Mika go pale. “Hey! But they’re
not all bad! Honestly, I couldn’t ask for a better squad. When we all work
together on a hunt, everyone watches each other’s backs. And they’ve saved my
life many times when I went a little crazy. And Mitsuba is pretty harsh
sometimes, but that’s just because she doesn’t want any of us to die. She was
trained to be a fighter, but she’s lost a lot of friends in the pits when she
was younger. Before Shinoa bought out her contract and freed her from slavery.
It’ll get better, if you decide you wanna be a hunter.”
Mika cocked his head. “I thought I already was.”
“Well...technically you’re an associate.” Yuu explained. “You’re not a hunter
for JIDA until you make a contract with a demon.”
“When can I do that?” Mika asked.
“It’s not so simple, Mika. It’s not like signing a document. It’s a serious
trial you have to go through, a major decision. One I think you should sleep
on, before you make it.”
Mika knew he didn’t need to sleep on it. He made his decision already. But, if
Yuu wanted him to contemplate, he’d so as he was asked. “Ok…”
 
 
***
 
 
Mika tossed and turned in bed that night, feeling a knot of anxiety settling in
the pit of his gut. Yuu was only a couple of doors down from him, but he felt
as if he was a million miles away. He’d been so used to sleeping in the same
room as him, and even was lucky enough to sleep in the same bed with him. But
now, there were other people in between them. And Mika couldn’t help but feel a
sense of jealousy and possessiveness over the fact that those other people were
close to his master. They’ve known him longer and better than Mika likely ever
would. He wondered if they had been intimate with Yuu as well at one point in
time. The notion made him grip his pillow in his clenched fists.  He  wanted to
be the only one Yuu was intimate with.
He knew Yuu had had a child, and obviously was accustomed to sex by how easily
he’d brought them pleasure with his strong hands. But having others in such
close proximity that knew Yuu so well, and possibly had been touched and
pleasured by him, rankled.
Mika sat up in bed. He couldn’t take it anymore. He hated this dark, lonely
room. He hated being separated from him. Wrapping his blanket around himself,
like it was some kind of armor that could protect him from his own troubled
thoughts, he tip-toed from his room and down the hall to Yuu’s bedroom door.
He paused, his heart was racing. He felt nervous. Sure, they had shared some
moments together, and had slept by each other a couple of times. But that was
when they were out on the road. Away from his other teammates and anyone else
who might question their relationship. Did they even have a relationship? Mika
couldn’t be sure. He’d never had a real relationship. But the feelings that
were blooming inside of the blonde were definitely different than the usual
respect or fondness for a master. He’d never had a problem sharing, until now.
And now, he had to know if what had happened between them over the past week,
and what they did together the night before, wasn’t just because Mika had been
so opened to sex and Yuu was taking advantage of it. He had to know that, even
though they were around others and no longer alone in their own little world,
that Yuu still cared about him and treated him the same way he had been.
Resolved, he turned the knob, happy to find it open. He closed and locked the
door behind him quietly before padding over to the bed. Yuu was asleep as his
side, and Mika knelt on the floor next to his bedside. Feeling bold, he reached
out a hand to brush Yuu’s bangs off of his forehead--
Yuu caught his wrist, and Mika stifled a surprised yelp when he saw red glowing
eyes staring back at him. Mika swallowed nervously, ashamed of his actions.
Yuu blinked his eyes until they reverted back to green. “Mika?” His grip on the
blonde’s wrist softened, but he didn’t let go. “You ok? What’s wrong?”
Mika averted his eyes, not really knowing what to say to explain himself.
Yuu smiled, he already knew what the blonde wanted. Hand still on his wrist, he
pulled Mika into bed with him and threw the covers over both of them.
Mika flushed hotly, burying his face in Yuu’s bare chest and throwing an arm
around him. “I’m sorry…” He murmured against warm, tanned skin.
“Hm? For what?” Yuu asked sleepily.
“For...this…”
“Mm.” Yuu was silent for a few moments, before saying. “You can sleep in my
room, if you really hate sleeping in your own. I don’t mind.”
Mika felt like crying. He felt pathetic and needy and incompetent. How was he
supposed to be a hunter, or make contracts with demons, if he couldn’t even
fare sleeping on his own. The self loathing and hatred for what his was crept
into the corner of his mind. He grit his teeth in frustration, every muscle in
his body was tense.
Yuu drew back a little to look at his face, studying his stricken expression.
“You worry too much, Mika.”
The blonde blinked up at him. “I’m not worthy of being your partner...I’m
pathetic. What kind of hunter is afraid to sleep alone?”
Yuu gave him sad look, before curling a finger under Mika’s chin and tilting
his head up to look him square in the eyes. “We all have our fears, Mika.”
Softly he pressed their lips together. The kiss was chaste, but sweet. Meant to
comfort. Yuu sighed when he pulled away, a small smile playing on his lips.
Kissing Mika was probably one of the best feelings he’d ever experienced. He
really hoped Mika decided to do the demon contract. That would mean he could
stay with him. Yuu didn’t think he’d be able to bear it if the blonde decided
to leave.
Mika’s heart fluttered in his chest at the tender kiss. Yuu was so kind to him,
and seemed so genuine, that Mika was convinced that it couldn’t possibly be an
act. He cuddled closer, feeling like he wanted to squeeze Yuu so tight and
never let him go. Feeling happy and content to be in his arms and feeling
wanted, he let himself fall asleep.
 
 
***
 
 
The only person seeing Yuu and Mika leaving the same bedroom in the morning was
Yoichi, who paused in the hallway on his way to the kitchen. He looked between
the two, a light blush dusting his cheeks. “Um...good morning!” He giggled
nervously. “D-did you sleep well, Mika?”
Mika only nodded.
“For fuck’s sake, Yoichi! All we did was sleep!”
Yoichi’s lips quirked. “I didn’t say you did anything. Don’t worry though, your
secret is safe with me.”
It was Yuu’s turn to blush. “Ugh. Just...shut up!”
Yoichi made the zippering-his-mouth-shut motion then made his way to the
kitchen.
After Yuu and Mika dressed and prepared for the day, they met with the rest of
the group in the kitchen and dining area where everyone was eating whatever
kind of breakfast they felt like having. Kimizuki and Yoichi were the only one
with cooking skills between the four in the kitchen. Which explained why Shinoa
and Mitsuba just had bowls of cereal. Feeling lazy, Yuu got some cereal for
himself, offering to make Mika breakfast, but the blonde declined. Instead, he
grabbed a piece of fruit and followed Yuu into the eating area.
Mika didn't sit with them, preferring to stand off to the side and silently
remain out of anyone’s way. He could feel Mitsuba’s angry glare on him when Yuu
called for Mika to come sit with them. Mika shook his head. He preferred to
stay out of places where he didn’t belong and wasn’t wanted.
“You see what I mean?!” Mitsuba started. “He’s too deep into that slave
mentality. How do you expect him to be a hunter, Yuu? How is he going to even
beat the demon?”
“That’s enough, Mitsuba!” Yuu snapped.
“No, it’s not enough!” She stood, stomping over to where Mika was standing,
causing him to press him back against the wall. “I know your type.” She sneered
at Mika. “You’re one of the house slaves. The kind that used to serve food, and
pretty enough to have your master fuck you whenever they felt the urge. You had
it easy. You were a bitch slave! You didn’t have to kill to survive, you didn’t
have to watch the light leave the eyes of your friends because you had no
choice but to kill them before they killed you!” She moved in closer to his
face. “You don’t know the meaning of the word ‘defend.’ You don’t know the
first thing about protecting somebody. You aren’t fit to be Yuu’s partner. All
you’re going to do is get him killed. I can’t allow it!” She began stalking out
of the kitchen, but Mika’s voice halted her.
“I know…” He said, barely above a whisper. “You’re right, I’m not fit to be his
partner. And I don’t even deserve to be by his side.” Mika brought his gaze up
to meet hers, his eyes hard and determined. “But you’re wrong, when you say
that I don’t know how to defend him. Yuu-chan is the only master I’ve ever had,
who has treated me like a person. My previous masters passed me around for them
to use me at their disposal.” He pulled his shirt collar down, revealing his
scars. “And the vampires used me for food, amongst other things.” He hid them
beneath his shirt again. “Yuu-chan wants to kill the vampires, and I want to
protect him from them. I’d rather die, than fail to protect him. He’s the only
person I’m living for. So say what you want about me, but don’t think for a
second, that I won't sacrifice my own life to save his. I already know how
worthless my own life is. You don’t have to point out things I’m already aware
of when it comes to that.”
Everyone was silent, staring at Mika once he was finished speaking.
And Mika wanted to bite his own tongue off for speaking so freely. He’d just
made a fool of himself. He wanted to disappear.
“Mika, come with me.” Mika’s head snapped up to see Guren standing in the
kitchen doorway.
The blonde swallowed nervously, but seeing as this was Yuu’s superior, he knew
he had no choice but to acquiesce.
Yuu stood to follow, but Guren stopped him. “Not you. Just Mika.”
“What the fuck, Guren?!”
“I’ll speak with you afterward.” Guren motioned for Mika to follow, and with a
last worried look back at Yuu, he did.
 
.
 
Guren led Mika to his office, closing the door behind them and gestured for the
blonde to take a seat. He studied Mika for a moment as his sat on the other
side of desk.
“Compelling little speech there, Mika. Tell me, what makes you so loyal to
Yuichiro? Just because he’s kind? Do you fear being sold again?” Guren steepled
his fingers in front of himself. “Or...is it something else that drives you to
be so committed to him?”
Mika could feel his face burning, and he wanted to look anywhere but at the
man’s face. But he knew that would only piss Guren off. He looked at him,
feeling very exposed. As if this man could see right into his soul. But Mika
remained silent.
“You don’t have to answer that. Your eyes already say all I need to know.” He
reached into a drawer, pulling out a file. “I did some digging into your
background. Pretty extensive list of owners you have here. And as per Yuu’s
request, I found out who your owner was when you were enslaved by the
vampires.” He plopped the file onto the desk in front of Mika, opening it up
and revealing a photo that made Mika’s blood run cold. “Is this the man who
enslaved you?”
Mika gaped at the image on the vampire with long silver hair, red eyes, and
seemingly permanent smirk on his aristocratic face. He nodded.
“His name is Ferid Bathory.” Guren flipped the page, showing him another image.
“How about this man? Crowley Eusford?”
The picture was of a large man, with two-toned red and black hair. Mika
recognized him. He frequently would pull Mika from his sleeping area to feed
from him or slake himself on him. He was usually brutal and rough when he’d
fuck him. Mika nodded again.
“So, you wish to kill these vampires?”
“Yes!” Mika blurted out.
“Why?”
Mika blinked at him. “What do you mean, why?”
“For revenge? Justice? For what reason do you wish them dead?”
Mika glared. “I’m sure you know what I’ve been through. They fed from me and
used my body for their entertainment.”
“But so did your previous owners. They all used you, took from you, disposed of
you. Just because they didn’t drink your blood, doesn’t make them so different.
Even Yuichiro himself uses you.”
Mika twined his fingers together nervously, unsure where this man was going
with this. “Yuu is...he’s different.”
“How so?”
“He wouldn’t use me-”
“He payed for you at a slave market, solely for the purpose of being his
shield. To protect him from the vampires he hunts. I did some digging on you,
Mikaela.”
Mika’s eyes widened at the use of his full name. He hadn’t even told Yuu his
full name.
“From what I’ve gleaned from your file, you used other slaves to save your own
skin. Now tell me, what makes you think that I would trust you to be partners
with one of my best hunters, now that I have that tidbit of information?”
Mika gulped.
“And what makes you think, that you can be trusted with demonic weaponry?
What’s stopping you from using it to kill us all?”
Mika didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t compelled by the need to kill these
people. Especially not Yuu. He didn’t like them very much, but they were Yuu’s
teammates, and he respected that. He knew his place. He knew he’d never betray
these people, because if he did, Yuu wouldn’t want him anymore. “I don’t care,
if Yuu-chan wants to use me. If I can be useful to him, then that’s all I need.
Ferid killed Yuu’s child, he did horrible thing to me and the other slaves. I
did use the others for self preservation, but that was because they had tried
to do the same to me. There’s no loyalty to one another as a blood slave.
Mainly because, our life is very limited as one. Death was inevitable.”
“But you survived?”
“They got bored with me…”
“Really?” Guren raised a suspicious brow. “You honestly think that they’d just
throw you away, because they were  bored?”
Mika blanched. He’d always thought that that was the reason he’d been sold
again. But now, he was rethinking it. “I-I don't know…”
“Are you one of their spies?”
“Of course not!”
“Prove it.”
Mika’s anxiety ratcheted up. How could he prove that? How could he possibly
show Guren that he wanted to be part of their cause? “I’ll do anything.” Mika
said. “Just give me a chance to fight! Give me a chance to stay by Yui's side.
If I fail in keeping him alive, if I prove myself unworthy, then you can kill
me. Because I have no other purpose than this! This is my chance to prove that
I can be useful to Yuu-chan. If I can help him get the revenge he needs as
well…” He was sounding desperate, be he didn’t care. Mika needed to show this
man that he could fight. That he had no problem being Yuu’s shield.
Guren smiled. “Alright.”
Mika nearly choked. “R-really?”
“You have balls, admitting your weakness so openly. I’ll allow you to take the
trial for the demon contract. But if you fail, if you let the demon take over
you, I  will  kill you on the spot. Understood?”
Mika nodded. He wasn’t sure what this whole trial entailed. But if he could
pass, he could stay with Yuu-chan. And that’s all that mattered to him.
 
 
***
 
 
The bunker had an elevator that brought them several stories underground. This
was where to demon weapons were stored.
The entire squad was going to be present for Mika’s trial, incase he became
possessed and they had to kill him.
When Yuu went and spoke with Guren, he explained that he was allowing Mika to
attempt to trial. Several others who had tried, had failed and had to be
executed. The weapon that Mika would be trying for, was a black demon weapon,
same glass and strength as Yuu’s and the other members. They would need a team
to take him down if he became possessed.
Yuu protested, telling Guren that if Mika became possessed he would take care
of it on his own. But Guren refused. That was the terms of this agreement.
Guren knew that Yuu would do anything in his power to avoid putting Mika down.
The kid cared about the blonde a lot. There was no denying that.
Once they reached the floor and they all stepped out of the elevator, Mika was
daunted by the large room with the large demonic idols placed at each weapon’s
station.
“Once you choose a weapon, you can’t choose another. Choose a weapon from it’s
place, and the trial will begin. Your body will remain immobile, since you will
be unconscious during the trial. Usually, there are three challenges you have
to go through, to be able to mentally defeat the demon. You will experience
sensations during the trial; pain, pleasure, sickness, fear. None if it is
real. If you fall victim to it, the demon will possess you. Then we will kill
you. Understand?”
“Yes…” Mika took a deep breath, and moved further into the room to peruse the
weapons. There were axes, different swords, bows and guns. But one particular
sword caught his eye.
He stepped up to it. It looked different than the others. It was an English
style longsword, with an intricate gold handle and shining silvery blade. He
spotted his reflection in it, and felt compelled to reach for it. Power
radiating from the hilt, and as soon as it was in his grasp, a bright red light
shrouded his, nearly blinding him. And in the blinding flash, he fell
backwards, consciousness leaving him.
Chapter End Notes
     YAY! New chapter! Thank you everyone for your comments last chapter.
     Keep them coming and lemme know what you think!
     So, next three chapters will be Mika's detailed demon trial. It gets
     kind of dark, and there is some rape/non-con elements relating to
     Mika's past. Also trigger warning for depression and certain fears.
     Hopefully you can still find some enjoyment out of it though! Even
     though this is going to be kind of sad.
     Please don't be shy to tell me your thoughts. I'd love some opinions
     on how I should proceed with the next three chapters.
     And hopefully this new chapter was ok! :)
     <3
***** In My Head (Part 1) *****
Chapter Summary
     TRIGGER WARNING!!! PLEASE READ!:
     This chapter contains non-con elements, child abuse, and incestuous
     actions featuring child Mika.
     I don't get too graphic. But read at your own risk.
     I in NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM condone child pornography or abuse!
     This is written solely for the purpose of the demon using Mika's past
     to fuck with his head.
     (Though, if you DO have a smol or incest kink, I wont judge you)
Chapter Notes
     BTW..."Mikaela" is Mika's memory self. "Mika" is his current self.
     Both versions have their own thoughts and actions. And Mika cant
     control Mikaela's actions.
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Mika opened his eyes, blinking up at the sight of an unfamiliar ceiling.  Where
am I?  He sat up slowly, his back ached and his head felt like someone had
shoved rocks in his ears.
“Mikaela, come here.”
Mikaela jolted at the sound of the voice, turning towards the source. “Yes
dad?" Then he looked down at his hands. They were small, unmarred by bite scars
and baby soft and pale.  I’m a child?  He was confused.
His father was sitting down on the couch, crooking a finger for Mika to come
join him. “Come on, Mikaela. Don't make me ask again.”
Mikaela swallowed the lump of apprehension in his throat, then tentatively made
his way over to the couch, as if his legs were moving on their own. He wanted
to run the other way, but he couldn’t.
He’d repressed his childhood, he didn’t remember much of it anymore. Especially
not this. And judging by the sense of dread washing over him as he drew closer
to the man, he had a feeling why he’d repressed it.  
He stood before the man, limbs quivering. He couldn’t remember this. Didn’t
know what to expect--
“Don’t be shy now, Mikaela.” His father said sternly. “It’s time for your
weekly inspection. We gotta see how much you’ve grown.”
Mikaela’s mouth spoke on it’s own. “Y-yes, sir…” His legs moved him to straddle
the man’s lap.
A wave of nausea settled into his stomach.  Oh god...I remember now…  He looked
down at his own body. The clothes he wore were slightly big on his small frame.
He couldn’t be more than 9 or 10 in this memory.
Slowly, his father began taking off his clothes, starting with his shirt and
working the material over his head. Mikaela’s fluffy blonde curls hung long
over his eyes, and he was momentarily grateful for the shelter it provided.
Because he knew, his father would hurt him if he began to cry.
“Look at me, Mikaela.”
He raised his glassy blue gaze.
“Are you afraid of something?”
Mikaela shook his head, gulping audibly. “N-no, dad.”
“Good. You should trust me, son. You know I won't hurt you.”
Mika knew that was a lie. Now that his childhood memories had been dredged up
from the deep dark places in his mind where he’d stored them, he remembered
everything. And dreaded the coming events.
This is the demon’s work…  Mika realized. And he began to wonder how long he’d
have to endure the memory.
Before Mika knew it, he was completely naked as he remained straddled on his
father’s lap.
“Such a good boy.” The man crooned. But Mika felt no pleasure or joy at the
praise. “So obedient…”
Mikaela jerked a little when the man grasped his small childish prick, thumbing
the head as the other hand moved to support his lower back, keeping him
upright.
When the man began to stroke him, Mika wanted to pull away. Wanted to run from
the man’s touch or shove at him or pull his hand away. Anything! But he
couldn’t move. Because his past self hadn’t moved, and he was trapped in this
memory as a spectator unto himself with no power to control it. His skin
crawled like a thousand tiny cockroaches skittering over him as his father
stroked him to full hardness.
“Good boy…” He praised him again. “Have you touched yourself since last time?”
Mikaela shook his head. “No...d-dad…” Words seemed to be becoming harder to
pronounce as he father continued to stroke. He felt his body tighten and
strange sensations happening in his groin. Mika knew that his young body was
still unused to the feeling of an orgasm, and a small cry left his mouth and
the sensation grew stronger and he started shaking.
“Relax boy, that’s it. Just like last time, remember?”
Oh, Mika remembered. He’d been stroked to orgasm, but it had been dry. He was
still too young to be able to ejaculate.
Though now, it felt different. Mika, as his older self, knew what the feeling
was. But the child version of him was confused and squirmed at the odd
sensation.
“D-dad...I--I think I'm going to pee! It feels like something’s going to come
out!”
The man’s eyes widened in surprise, before smiling in amusement. “It’s not pee,
son. Just let it happen. Its ok.”
Mikaela gripped the fabric of his father’s shirt as the sensation grew and
grew, until it crested and he heard himself cry out as thin, clear little
spurts shot from his prick and oozed over his father’s hand.
His body felt lethargic and weak afterwards, and he nearly fell off the man’s
lap. But the hand on his back supported him.
“Look’s like you’re growing up, Mikaela.” He showed him his own spend in his
hand. “Did it feel good?”
“...Y-yes…” Mikaela panted as he stared in fascination at the liquid that had
come out of him for the first time.
Though inside, Mika felt sick. He felt violated.  Why am I being showed this?
He never wanted to remember his childhood, ever again. He didn’t realize back
then how twisted and wrong this was. But now he did. And seeing it, not to
mention experiencing it again, with a more mature and aware mind, he hated the
man all over again.
 
.
 
The scene shifted, and he was clothed again as he knelt at his father’s feet
with his palms upturned and raised above his head. His eyes were cast downward
at the man’s shoes, so he couldn’t see what was happening above him. But Mika
instantly knew what this scene was, when he felt a sharp sting hitting his
palm.
Mikaela flinched. The man was whipping his palms with a thin bamboo rod. And
considering the wetness he felt with each stinging strike, his father had been
at this for some time.
Mika had experienced worse punishments in his lifetime. But as a child, he
wasn’t used to the pain yet. And that translated into the memory being weaved.
“Do you know why you’re being punished?” His father asked.
Mikaela sniffed, tears blurring his eyes. “Because I touched myself…”
Another strike burned his right hand.
“Are you going to do it again?”
Another strike to his left hand.
“Ah!--N-no!”
“Do you know  why  you’re not aloud to touch yourself?”
Another strike.
Mikaela’s chin quivered. “B-because it’s a bad place to touch...a-and only a
master is allowed to touch me…”
“Very good. And who’s your master, Mikaela?”
Another strike.
Mikaela flinched. “Y-you are, sir!” Tears flowed from his eyes, wetting the
fabric over his knees.
“Good boy.” The man crouched down, pulling an antiseptic from his pocket and
some gauze after dropping the rod. He gingerly, almost lovingly, took Mikaela’s
small hands in his own, cleaning and dressing the wounds.
Mika remembered this. It wasn’t the first time his father had punished him in
such a manner. Usually he would be spanked, but the punishments had become more
and more harsh as he got older. He had to have been about 12 or 13 at this
time. Then Mika remembered, his father had been conditioning him. Because he
was preparing to sell him…
 
.
 
The scene disappeared and shifted again, and Mikaela was standing in a cold
bright room, a thin rope encircling his neck as he watched his father speak to
a large man with slate hair.
This is the day I was sold…
“He’s already been conditioned to deal with pain, and he’s very obedient. He’s
13 now, and has a strong body for his age. I’ve always fed him well, so he
isn’t malnourished. He should hit his growth spurt any day now. Some of my
methods of conditioning had allowed him to enter puberty when he was 10. And
he’s already been trained to curb those pubescent urges, so you don’t have to
worry about the mood swings or him taking interest in your other slaves.”
The slate haired man didn’t evince any sort of emotion as he spoke. “Yet, you
haven't trained him as a fighter. No matter your conditioning methods, I’m
looking for young boys who could hold their own when it comes to a brawl or a
fight to the death.”
His father smiled. “I assure you, he can hold his own.”
The other man grunted. “We will see about that.” He motioned for his assistant
to bring in another young boy, about Mikaela’s age.
The boy had fear in his large brown eyes, but one look at Mikaela, and the fear
faded into a look of annoyance. “I have to fight a  girl?!”  The boy scoffed.
Mikaela ducked his head. He knew he had feminine features, what with his long
blonde hair and bright cerulean eyes. The way he was dressed didn’t help much
either. The shorts he wore were a bit too short on him, Mikaela had slim smooth
legs, and he was barefoot. The oversized jacket he wore concealed his torso.
“See my point?” His father said to the man. “People look at him, and think he’s
either a female, or he’s weak. But he’s still very capable of defending
himself, and enduring pain.” He stood to unfasten to rope around Mikaela’s
neck. “Show them what you can do.”
Mika didn’t want to. He didn’t want to remember beating up this young boy just
to prove himself worthy to be a slave. But of course, he had no control over
this memory. His body moved on it’s own, as he swiftly took the poor kid down.
Blackening his eye and bloodying his nose with two well placed punches. He
knuckles ached and felt bruised and sore, but he didn’t show any signs of pain
in his expression. Mikaela was used to the solid punching bags in their
basement and the abuse his hands had endured when he’d have to stick his hands
in ice for long periods of time until they were numbed, or when his father used
to rod on them.
In the end, Mika already knew that the man had purchased him. But his time with
the man wasn’t long lived. Mika was too feminine looking, too pretty, for the
man to want him for the fighting pits.
“Pleasure doing business with you, Tenri.” Him and his father shook hands after
signing the paperwork. Then Mikaela was ushered away to the car waiting for
him.
 
.
 
The scene faded out, and Mika was himself again. Floating in some kind of
bright white dimension that he assumed could only be his own head. He reached a
foot downward, searching for some kind of solid ground to stand on. When he
found it, he collapsed immediately, and the ground turned into a glassy surface
reflecting a dark sky above him.
“You were so pathetic when you were a child, Mikaela.”
Mika turned towards the sound of the voice, but saw nothing.
“From the very beginning, you were weak. You let your own father violate you,
beat you, mold you into the perfect little slave, then sold you off. And you
were actually sad to leave your father?”
A sense of betrayal, heartbreak, and longing seemed to be suddenly pushed into
his mind. Feeling like he had felt when his child version of himself realized
that he’d never see his dad again.
Older Mika was glad to be rid of him. He  knew  this. But still, tears flowed
from his eyes.
“Don’t you hate your father?” The voice asked.
“...Yes…” Mika choked out.
“But you resent him because he sold you?”
“Y-yes.”
“Would you rather have lived with him? Had him continue touching you? Be  his
good little slave?”
“No! Of course not!” Mika wished he could see the source of the voice, just so
he could stare daggers at it. “Show yourself, demon!”
“I can see into your mind, Mikaela. Your fears, your desires, your memories.
You didn’t mind your father touching you. A part of you even liked it a
little.”
“I  never  liked it!” Mika denied. “I hated it, I hated  him! ”
“Shall I show you the memory again? Only this time, with the same feelings you
had as a child?”
“What?! No!”
But it was too late. He was thrown back into the memory so quickly his head
spun.
No...please no!
He was straddling his father’s lap again as he was being masturbated. Feelings
and thoughts from this time were being altered and pushed into his head. He
felt excited. He felt loved. Pleasured. Then nervous when he was about to come.
But after his release, he felt sated and happy and needy for more touches and
cuddles.
The memory faded out again, and Mika was on his knees in the glassy space. He
squeezed his skull, feeling like he was about to be sick.
“That wasn’t real…” Mika whispered.
“It was. That was all you Mikaela. You relished being touched. Enjoyed him
paying so much attention to you, because he’s the only one who gave you any.”
“I didn’t know any better!” Mika snapped, clutching at his hair. “I was a
child!”
“An incestuous abomination--”
“Shut up! Iknow now! I know how wrong that was!”
“I know that you know.” The demon chuckled. “And I know you tried to bury those
memories deep into your subconscious, trying to be somewhat normal. Only
building a wall of resentment around it. But that doesn’t change your past,
Mikaela, or how you felt about it in the past. It doesn’t change what you are-”
“That’s not what I am!” Mika interrupted. “It’s what I  was.  And I was stupid.
I was worthless.”
“And you still are, Mikaela. You're a stupid little human. You’re still
worthless. You have nothing. You are nothing. Nothing but a slave.”
Mika shook his head. “Y-Yuu...he’s going to free me! He doesn’t want me to be a
slave…”
“Yuu, huh?” The demon chuckled. “Yuu is just as sick and twisted as the rest of
you humans. Driven by fear, by greed, by lust. You all let it control you. And
now, even Yuu has control over you.”
“That’s fine. If Yuu needs me, I will-”
“Stupid, pathetic human…” The demon sneered. “Why would I ever want to make a
contract with you? You’re weak. You’re a slave. What makes you think I would
ever  obey a slave?”
Mika didn’t have an answer. But the demon was...right. Yuu didn’t want him to
be a slave. Didn’t want him to retain that kind of mentality. And now he knew
why. Because of  this.  Because he had to be his own master, to be able to
master a demon.
“That’s right.” The demon commented on his own musings.
Mika grit his teeth. He hated how he couldn’t even be alone with his own
thoughts without the demon knowing them.
The demon suddenly materialized in front of him. First in a form of rippling
blackness, that appeared like something between smoke and liquid. Then the
black smoke faded, revealing a beautiful young woman. And she exuded a
terrifying air about her. Her uncanny red eyes bore down on him, her small
fangs were visible as she grinned mischievously. Long pink colored hair moved
about her horn-clad head as if she were under water. She knelt down to be eye
level with him, bringing their faces uncomfortably close together. “Just give
up, Mikaela. I’m feeling generous, so I’ll let you off the hook. Just this
once, without taking over your body. Most demons wouldn’t offer such a thing.”
Mika blinked at her. And for a moment, he actually considered taking her up on
the offer…
“No.” Mika glared. He couldn’t give up. Reliving his memories had been
terrible. But that was his past. One thing Mika had learned as a slave, was
that he had to evolve. He had to change himself constantly to be able to meet
his master’s desires. Now, he’d have to learn to change again. Not just for
Yuu, but for himself. “I’m not going to just give up that easily. If you think
to dissuade me by showing me my shitty past, then you’ve failed. Because my
current life is much more meaningful...”
The demon narrowed her eyes on him, then stood, walking a few feet from him and
keeping her back turned as she spoke again. “You’re right, Mikaela. That sort
of method doesn’t always work on you humans.” She looked over her shoulder at
him, mischievous smile back in place. “But lucky for me, I know what your fears
are.”
She was upon him suddenly, small hand gripping his throat with uncanny
strength. She floated off of the ground, lifting Mika into the air with her. “I
will  break you, Mikaela. It's only a matter of time. You can be sure of that.”
Fear slithered up his spine at her words. Then he was dropped, falling into
what looked like a black hole. Falling...falling…
Where he would land, he dreaded finding out.
Chapter End Notes
     Yeah...so hopefully you all don't hate me for writing this chapter.
     Just remember, that this is fiction!
     And I know I'm gonna be torturing Mika for the next three chapters.
     But hey, that's what the demon's job is :)
     Lemme know your thoughts on this chapter! Even if you hated it.
     (Though, I will delete any offensive and harshly mean comments). I
     appreciate your feedback! Thank you for reading.
***** In My Head (Part 2) *****
Chapter Summary
     TRIGGER WARNING:
     For depression, and suicidal thoughts. Claustrophobia and fear of the
     dark and drowning.
Chapter Notes
     These trial chapters will be a bit shorter than the previous ones.
     But the updates will be fairly quick, as you can see :)
     I rather get these out sooner, because some of these scenes are
     pretty trigger even for myself. Like fear of the dark for example!
     Next chapter will be pretty graphic btw. Like...sexual graphic. So I
     guess that's something to look forward to? Maybe?
     Anyways, here's this.
Mika hit the ground so hard that the wind was knocked out of him in a whoosh,
pain exploding over his back and shoulders.

He lay there for a moment, dazed and disoriented as he tried to get his
bearing. He sat up, coughing a few times as he caught his breath and looked
around. Looking at nothing. Literally, there was  nothing.  Nothing bad
darkness. A pitch black, inky...darkness…
“Hello?” Mika called out. Looking up at the sky into more nothing. The ground
below him the only indication that there was an up or a down.
He stood, turning in a full circle. He blinked his eyes, thinking for a moment
that he had been blinded. But somehow he knew that wasn’t the case. He stared
into the blackness, and it felt like it was staring back at him. And it gave
him a dizzying sense of vertigo.
He stood unsteadily, feeling around in his pockets. He felt a tiny box in his
jacket pocket. Matches from the hotel ha and Yuu had stayed at in Nagoya. He
felt around inside the box carefully. There was only a single match inside.
Seeing no use in saving it for later, he lit it.
The tiny ball of light seemed to be struggling to stay lit in the darkness.
Mika moved it in several directions, trying to see if there was something
waiting for him in the darkness. But all he saw was more nothing. “Demon!” Mika
yelled. There wasn’t even an echo. He waited silently for a moment. But all he
could hear was the sound of his own breathing.
The dancing flame was all he could see in his shaking hand. Feeling a weight at
his hip, he brought the match down to see what it was.  The demon sword?  Why
did he have it? He didn’t know, but at least he had a weapon if the demon
popped up out of the darkness.
Not knowing what else to do in his current situation, he began to walk. He
could feel the weight of his sword on his hip, almost as heavy as the dread
settling into his bones.
His mind felt fuzzy, as if he were just waking up from a long nap. Like he
should be recalling what happened, or where he currently was. But the harder he
tried to process his situation, the more elusive everything became. He shook
his head hard.  Why am I here? What am I doing here?
On and on he walked, listening for a sound. Anything to give him direction as
to where he was supposed to go. But only the sounds of his shoes meeting the
hard floor kept him company. When the silence became too oppressive to bear, he
began humming, and walked faster. Each tune he hummed though, seemed to
disappear into the darkness, leaving his mind and was replaced with a growing
panic.
After a few moments he went silent. He stopped walking. The match began to burn
lower, but he didn’t put it out until it began to burn the tips of his fingers.
He dropped it, watched dazedly as the tiny flame sputtered out, leaving him
alone in the darkness once again. He blinked into to nothingness. He couldn't
remember…
...What had he been doing here?...
He couldn’t even see his own hand in front of his face. He’d developed a fear
of the dark since a very young age. But even then, he’d been able to see shapes
in the darkness. And knew that there would be a light source nearby.
But  this ...this was at a whole new level.  This  darkness seeped into him.
Seeming to want to swallow him up, overtake him until he himself didn’t even
exist. Maybe he didn't…
In the inky, endless black, he began to run. The slap of his shoes and his
harsh panicked breathing the only indication that he existed. There was no
wind. No other sounds of life. No direction. Nothing. Nothing but the vast and
terrible darkness. The emptiness…
An overwhelming sense of claustrophobia began to claw at him. He ran faster.
Ran from the nothing, only into more nothing. Ran from the nothing  he  was,
into the nothing he would become.  Oh God, please...I don’t want to be alone!
The presence of his sword made itself even more known. A  something  in the
nothing. He ran until his legs burned, until he could hardly gasp in a breath.
He wanted to scream. To cry. To  see!
Suddenly, he stumbled and fell to the ground. All of the emptiness, the
loneliness and despair, was instantly upon him. So heavy that he couldn't even
move. He allowed himself to lay on the ground, never wanting to get up again.
His chest heaved from his violent, heavy breathing, and shuttered as hot tears
stung his eyes.
He waited. It could have been minutes, or months for all he knew. He had no
sense of time. It felt as if he had been alone in the darkness for thousands of
years. And he couldn’t remember how he’d gotten there. Or why he’d been
running. Or why he wanted out.
What’s the point of carrying on?  He thought to himself. He was as much of
nothing than the nothing around him. The darkness was weighing all around him.
In his head. In his very soul.
He sat up on his knees. The sword made it’s way into his hand, and he
unsheathed the blade, almost mechanically. He closed his eyes. He felt the cold
metal of the sword hilt warming in his palm. He didn’t know what the question
was, but he felt like  this  was the answer.
Death. That would be better than this. Better than this nothing. At least it’s
something…
He brought the blade up to his throat.
This way is easier…
He jolted at the stray thought. It hadn’t sounded to himself like his own. He
brought the blade back down.
“No…” He said aloud.
There was a reason he was here. He felt it. If only he could remember. He had
to hold on. Because there was someone who needed him. Someone who thought he
was worth something. That he wasn’t just meaningless and pointless in life.
Who was it?  When he had thought his life was over, when he had wanted to give
up or give in, to become the nothing he thought of himself as, there was still
one person who had told him he mattered. Who wanted him to  be  something--
“Yuu-chan.” All the memories of him came flooding back to Mika. His laughter.
His smiles. The warm embrace of his arms around him. The feeling of his lips
against his own and soft puffs of air against his shoulder as he breathed in
sleep next to him.
“Everyone has their fears.”  Yuu had told him. And Mika understood it now. Fear
was a tangible thing. Even more tangible than the vampires themselves. But
there were worse things to be afraid of. And what Mika should be fearing, was
fear itself. And suddenly, he wasn’t afraid of his fears anymore. He accepted
it. He had to. It was ok to be afraid. He just had to find a way to fight that
fear. Or else, he’d be trapped here forever. To never see Yuu again? Mika
wouldn’t accept it. This was  his  mind. He had control over it, not the demon.
He settled on his haunches, taking the sword in hand, and plunged it straight
into the ground. It sunk to the hilt, and a blinding white light burst from the
floor, accompanied by an ear splitting shriek the was so loud and shrill he
thought his eardrums would burst.
The ground opened up beneath him, swallowing him into it. And he was falling
again. Or was he floating? He couldn’t discern the sensation is was feeling--
Mika tried to take a breath, and couldn't. He grasped his throat, and he choked
as if water was filling his lungs.
Floating...I’m floating-I’m drowning!-oh God, where’s the surface?!
Much like the darkness, there was nothing all around him. Only a seat of white
light. Only now, he didn’t have a surface to stand on, and the vertigo hit him
hard again. He didn’t even know up from down.
And he felt like his lungs were about to burst if he couldn’t get any air! He
took precious seconds to try to clear his mind, to take back control over this
nightmare the demon was weaving. And couldn’t.
Panicked, he began to swim, in the only direction he hoped was up. His legs
felt leaden, like his boots were weighing him down. He frantically kicked them
off, slipping out of his thick jacket as well.
Black dots began swarming his vision.  Air! Need air!
He closed his eyes, swimming and kicking for dear life.  Please. Please.
Please!  He chanted in his head over and over, praying that he’d soon break
through to the surface.  Almost there!  He told himself. But even his own
thoughts sounded hopeless.
Unable to hold his breath any longer, he sucked in a gasp. Choked. Hacked. He
limbs began to flair in his terror. Reaching...reaching for the
light...reaching for somebody’s hand to grasp, for somebody to haul him out.
But he soon fell limp. His vision tunneling.  Not like this...I can’t die like
this…
A sense of calm washed over him, and he closed his eyes. He felt
almost...peaceful.
Death is easier...simple…
His eyes shot open. Easy? Nothing in his life had  ever  been easy for him. No
matter how bad things got, no matter how much he’d been violated and beaten, he
had to knowledge now that he could make his future better. He knew he’d have
struggles in the future. He might get hurt, or even get himself killed. He’d
have to face horrors greater than any darkness he could ever be trapped in. But
he didn’t mind it. He wanted to face those horrors, because that would mean
that Yuu wouldn’t have to face them alone.
I want to live. I want to protect Yuu!
If Mika had nothing else to live for, then he’d live for him. Because Yuu had
asked him to. Because you needed him.
Reaching a hand up again, it breached the surface, and he grasped the edge of
something that felt like cold marble under his fingers, and hauled himself
upwards.
He gasped in a breath, sobbing as wonderful, blessed air filled his lungs and
he held onto the edge for dear life as he hacked and coughed, then pulled
himself out of the sea of nothing.
He flopped onto his back, staring at the sky as he kept taking deep, long
breaths.
He was back in the glassy expanse. The sky above him was grey and cloudy, and
messed with his head. He felt like he’d spent a lifetime of seeing nothing but
darkness and nothingness. To be able to actually see something again made him
want to cry in relief.
“Your sickening sense of loyalty is a real buzzkill, you know that?”
Mika sat up, his breathing still a little erratic. “Y-you…”
The demon was crouched on her toes beside him. “All these thoughts about this
Yuu person. And you barely even know him.”
“You’ve seen my thoughts. My memories. You already know why I feel loyal to
him!”
The demon tilted her head to the side, scrutinizing him for a moment. Mika
fidgeted uncomfortably as she stared. Then rolled her red eyes and stood. “Yes.
I can see why you would feel that way. Though I don’t understand it.” She began
pacing, occasionally glancing over at Mika with an unreadable expression.
“Clearly, you’re in love with him.”
Mika blinked at her. Sure, he’d felt things for Yuu that he’d never felt for
anybody else before. But that didn’t mean he  loved  him. Did it?
“Your unwavering devotion to the man is so pathetic, that I almost find it an
endearing quality in you.”
Mika shook his head. “I...I don’t...I don't know what love is, demon.”
“Krul.” She said.
Mika looked back up at her. “Cruel? What’s cruel?”
“I am. Well my name is Krul. Different spelling than the word you’re thinking
of. But I suppose you could also say I am  cruel.”  She enunciated the “e” in
the word.
Mika coughed into his fist, still feeling the burning in his lungs. “Yeah,
you’re tellin’  me!”
Krul giggled. “Oh come on, Mika dear. You don’t like our little game? You’re
the one who wanted to keep playing-”
“This isn’t a  game,  Krul!” Mika snapped. He stood to face her. His tall frame
dwarfing the small demon. “I need your power. Yuu-chan needs me. I want to
protect him.”
Krul rolled her eyes again. “Yuu, Yuu, Yuu...Is that all you think about?
You’re missing the bigger picture here, Mikaela.”
“And what’s that?”
“You place other’s up on a pedestal. But you never stop to think about
yourself.  Who’s going to protect  you  when shit hits the fan?”
“With your power, I can protect myself.”
“So selfless, aren’t you. Do you really see no value in your own life?”
Mika was thoughtful for a moment. After all he’s been through with this demon,
after everything he’d endured to push past his own thoughts and fears, it was
the thought of being with Yuu that kept him fighting.
“You have nothing to live for, so you’re clinging, Mika.” Krul told him.
“You’re clinging to the one and only person who has showed you kindness. But
what happens, when the day comes that he doesn’t need you anymore? What will
you live for  then?”
Mika stared at the ground. “I don't know…” He answered honestly. “But, Yuu
wouldn’t get rid of me--”
“He has his own wants and desires, Mikaela. Just like any other human. One day,
when he starts getting old and can’t hunt vampires anymore, he’ll no longer
need you around. He’ll abandon you. Then you’ll have nothing. Why not just save
yourself the trouble? Just give up now. Don’t waste your life, living for a man
you love, when he’ll never love you back.”
Mika felt a pang, and he palmed his chest unconsciously.  I’m in love with Yuu?
“Oh yeah, you’re in deep, boy.” Krul smirked. “It sucks, doesn’t it? Especially
when you know he will never return the feeling.”
The thought that Yuu may never love him, now that Mika realized his own
feelings, made him feel weary. He hated to admit it, but Krul was right. Yuu
wouldn’t be a slayer forever. He might want to find somebody, someday. Have a
family. Have kids. He couldn’t have that with Mika. And it would be wrong of
him to try to force a relationship with Yuu, and take all of that away.
Krul sauntered up to him and cupped his face in her hands. “It’s time to let
go, Mika. You’re only going to hurt yourself more. I’ve seen this path before.
And it only ends in disappointment.”
Mika gaped down at her, slightly stunned by her gentle, almost motherly
calmness in her small voice.
“I like you. So I’m going to offer just one last time. Give up. And I won’t
torture you anymore. I’ll let you go. You can wake up, move on, and go live a
normal life.”
Mika’s brows drew together. “Why do you keep giving me an out? Why aren’t you
trying everything you can to steal my soul?”
Krul smiled at him. “Why do you keep finding ways to get around your own
barriers? Why do you keep denying the offer?”
Mika glared, irritated by this demon and her games. She was fucking with his
head, playing on his weaknesses and acting sympathetic. And she was good. But
Mika was familiar with manipulation. He brushed her hands away from his face.
“Nice try, Krul. But I’m not as stupid as you think I am. You wouldn’t just let
me off the hook. You’re a liar, and as soon as I give in, you’ll take over my
body.” He backed away from her. “You don’t want to steal my soul, you want to
possess me.”
Krul looked surprised for a moment, then broke out in a fit of laughter. “Oh
Mikaela, you are just so deliciously pitiful. I couldn’t help myself!” Her
pouty, kind demeanor faded with her laughter. And once again, the viciousness
that embodied her was back in her features. “Ok, so you caught me. But that
doesn’t change the fact that I’m right about Yuu.”
Mika shrugged. “My motives for wanting power are pure. There’s no reason why
you can’t make a contract with her.”
“You’re a slave!” Krul scoffed. “How do you think that would look on my resume?
It’s degrading--”
“You’re the slave here, demon. Not me.”
Krul blinked at him, then a giggle escaped her lips. “Me? Well that’s a first--
”
“You’re trapped here. Alone. And you will be, for as long as you remain unbound
by a contract.” Mika stalked towards her, his demeanor brooding. “ You’re  the
one without a purpose. You’re only useful as somebody’s weapon. Otherwise, you
might as well not exist at all. At least  I  have a sense of purpose. And
that’s the protect the person I love. To help him get revenge. To fight to rid
the world of those bloodsucking monsters.” He was towering over her again. “I
don’t give a shit, if Yuu never loves me back. Because as long as I help him
get revenge, then I’ve fulfilled my purpose. I accomplished something bigger
than myself. If Yuu can be happy when it’s all said and done, then that’s all I
can hope for. I’ll keep him safe at a distance, so he won’t have to live in
fear.”
Krul glared at him for long moments, before turning to saunter away. “You’re
more pathetic than I initially thought. You think you can manipulate  me?
Don’t make me laugh, Mikaela.” She turned a sly grin towards him. “You have a
very high opinion of Yuu, dontcha Mika?”
Mika said nothing, only continued to glare.
“He may not love you, but some of your memories included some pretty intimate
scenarios with the man--”
“Stay out of my head, demon.”
Krul snorted. “Oh, I’ve seen it all. I saw you beg for him to fuck you, and he
didn’t. Oh but I could see it on his face, how  badly  he wanted to...”
“Shut up!”
Krul tilted her head again, crossing her arms over her chest. “Considering your
past, I didn’t think you’d want him to use you in such a manner. But as it
turns out, you truly are quite a whore. Aren’t you?”
Mika ground his teeth. “I’m not a whore. And Yuu-chan would never use me like
that.”
Krul, as strange as it was to see, actually  blushed  through her smirking.
“Hmm...let’s test that theory out, shall we?” Krul snapped her fingers, and the
world around him changed again.
***** In My Head (Part 3) *****
Chapter Summary
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Chapter Notes
     TRIGGER WARNING:
     There's no full out rape in this scene, but there is some non-con
     bondage and BDSM elements.
     That being said, please, DO NOT use this as a guide or reference for
     BDSM relationships. BDSM is meant to be safe, sane and consensual.
     Not abusive and hurtful!
     OK...so here's this chapter. Sorry it took me a bit to upload! This
     wasn't easy to write.
     I really hope you all don't hate me for this :(
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When Krul snapped her fingers, Mika was once again plunged into darkness. He
spun in place, rolling his eyes in irritation. “Seriously, Krul?” He shouted.
“You couldn’t come up with a different strategy? Losing your touch now?” This
darkness thing wouldn’t work on him a second time--
The lights turned on suddenly, and he heard a voice behind him that made the
hair on the back of his neck stand up.
“Why aren’t you in position, Mika?”
Blinking until his eyes finally adjusted, he saw the source of the voice.
Kureto.  All 6’5” of his menacing form stalking towards him. Mika took a quick
assessment of his surroundings.  The Playroom.  He was in Kureto’s dungeon,
where the man liked to tie him up, strap him down, flog him and whip him-
Mika looked down at his own body, flushing at the fact that he was completely
naked, except for the collar that Kureto had placed on him around his neck.
Mika looked back up in astonishment, only to receive a slap in the face. Hard.
His cheek stung and his eye watered, and he swore he tasted blood. He could
also smell the leather of the various tools in the room. The hardness of the
marble floor. Everything was so vivid, Mika had a hard time discerning whether
or not this was real.
It couldn’t be real. That’s impossible!  He was trapped in his own thoughts,
and didn’t realize that Kureto was speaking. He received another slap, this one
a bit harder than the last.
“I said kneel, slave!”
Mika dropped to his knees, legs spread apart with his hands resting on his
thighs, back straight and eyes cast downward. He was appalled at himself, how
quickly he had slipped back into his slave mentality. But he’d be lying if he
didn’t say that this man had intimidated to hell out of him. And considering
how realistic this particular illusion was, Mika would have to go along with
everything until the scene ended.
Kureto leashed Mika by his collar to a hook on the floor between his legs, and
walked towards the large ornate armoire in the room. The wood was black, like
the cross against the far wall and gleaned in the low light of the room. The
walls were painted a deep red, matching the silk sheets on the large bed.
Though, Kureto never fucked him on the bed. That was usually reserved for
Kureto’s “Guests”.
Mika heard metal clinking, and risked a glance upwards to see what Kureto was
retrieving.  Fuck... He remembered this scene. This was one of Kureto’s more
harsh sessions. What Mika didn't’ know, was why Krul wanted him to relive this
scene. This wouldn’t prove that he was a whore. He’d hated every minute of
this.
Kureto walked back over to Mika, unhooking and tugging him up by the leash,
causing Mika to choke and scramble to his feet. He kept his eyes submissively
averted, knowing he would be slapped again for making eye contact.
He was led over to the center of the room where the suspension rigging was
mounted to the ceiling. “Stay.” He instructed Mika, and went to retrieve the
straps and equipment for his purposes. He buckled Mika’s wrists into hard
leather cuffs that were connected together, then tied his arms together in
front from his wrists to his elbows with a slightly scratchy black rope, that
would become increasingly abrasive as time went on. Then strapped Mika’s ankles
with leather cuffs connected to a spreader bar, which kept his feet firmly at
shoulders length apart.
After clipping the thick chain hanging from the ceiling the the clasp on the
center of the wrist cuffs, Kureto walked over to a switch on the wall. Mika
heard the light hum of the motor and felt his arms being raised by the chain,
until his arms were stretched painfully high above his head and he was barely
able to touch the ground with the balls of his feet. The ropes around his arms
were strategically placed to cause an immediate ache to radiate through his
shoulders, and would increase in pain and spread to his back.
Mika took a couple of deep breaths, readying himself.
Kureto moved to stand in front of him, his dark eyes narrowed and full of hate.
He slapped Mika again.  Shit... He kept forgetting he wasn’t supposed to look
at him. Yuu always forced eye contact when they were together, and he had
starting becoming used to it. But Kureto, he wouldn’t tolerate it. Mika made a
quick mental note that he wasn’t allowed to speak either.
“That’s the  second  time you looked me in the eyes, slave! For that, you’ll be
receiving the whip, instead of the flogger.”
Mika clenched his eyes shut, digging his fingernails into his palms. His
fingers began to tingle, the ropes were always too tight.
Kureto moved to stand behind him, running a finger down his spine and watched
the goosebumps rise on the blonde’s pale skin. Mika heard his retrieve
something and take a few steps back.
Mika braced himself, tensing his muscles as he heard the  whoosh  of the whip
through the air, then a split second later, a line of fire searing across his
right shoulder blade. Mika gasped at the pain, clenching his teeth together to
try to stay silent. Unlike the majority of his previous masters and mistresses,
he couldn’t safeword his way out of something that was too painful, or
something that was a hard limit for him. Unlike Aoi, who had forced him to have
sex with a man for the first time as part of his training. But other than that,
she had never made Mika go through so much agony, just at the pleasure of a
client.
But with Kureto. There  were  no hard limits. There were no safewords. The
first time Mika had shouted out “Red”, Kureto had only increased the strength
of the blows, until he had broken skin.
AFter five lashes from the whip, Mika came to a horrible realization; he
couldn’t block it out. He couldn’t go into his own personal headspace, where
his mind left his body and he could handle the pain.  What the hell is
happening?!
“I must admit, you have a strong mind to be able to place it elsewhere during
something like this. But that’s not what this trial is about, Mika.”  Krul’s
words were shoved right into Mika’s head, where only he could hear them.
“You’re going to feel  everything  from this day. And so much more.”
Mika’s eyes widened. This beating had been harsh. And what he had received
afterwards had sickened him. Mika clenched his fists harder as another searing
hot stripe of pain landed, he could hear Kureto panting in exertion and
arousal. The man always got off on Mika’s pain.
By the time Kureto had landed 10 blows over his back, some of them began
overlapping and breaking the skin. The reason for his scars. Mika tried
everything he could to keep in the sobs, tears blurred his vision and streamed
down his face. He wanted so badly to block it out. But he was stuck in this
fabricated reality, and he couldn’t break free from it. No matter how hard he
tried. It was too real, as if the actual laws of nature applied to an illusion
in his head. And Mika had to admit, Krul had truly upped her ante for this
particular trial.
After 10 more, with a total of 20, Kureto dropped the whip and went to the
switch to lower Mika back to the ground. Mika tottered on his feet, feeling
dizzy and his vision greying from the searing pain all over his back.
Kureto pushed the spanking bench towards Mika, and tugged at his leash to cause
him to fall forward upon it. There was no padding on the bench. Kureto had
modified it to make it as uncomfortable as possible.
The leash was hooked to a clip at the front of the bench, keeping Mika in place
and he rested on his bound elbows. The muscles strained from his weight under
the lacerations on his back. His legs were still trapped by the spreader bar,
and Kureto positioned his hips so Mika was flush against the back of the bench
with his cock hanging off the end. Another short chain was clipped to the hook
at the center of the spreader bar to keep his legs in place. Completely exposed
and vulnerable, Mika had no way to get free. He rested his forehead on his
fists, knowing what was coming next.
“We have a special guest today, Mika.” Kureto said snidely. “I’m sure he would
love to put you in your place as well.”
Kureto went to open the door, behind where Mika was lying. He heard another set
of footsteps enter the room and move towards Mika’s backside, rubbing a hand
over his ass.
Mika froze. It wasn’t the smooth, sweaty palm of Kureto’s brother that Mika
remembered.  This  palm with rough and calloused, and felt familiar to him…
“Mika.”
Mika jolted at the sound of the voice, his eyes shot open.  No...please, Krul.
Don't!
But either Krul wasn’t listening, or just chose to ignore him. Because the
scene played on.
The owner of the voice padded around the bench to stand in front of him, but
Mika couldn’t lift his head to see for certain who he thought it was. But his
eyes reached the person’s navel, and the familiar line of dark hair on his bare
stomach confirmed that yes, Krul had replaced Kureto’s brother with Yuu.
Yuu knelt in front of his face, and Mika briefly saw red eyes before they
closed and Yuu was kissing him roughly.
Despite himself, Mika responded to the kiss. Even though he knew this wasn’t
real, and he knew what Yuu was about to do to him, Mika still took pleasure
from the contact. Yuu pulled away with a menacing chuckle, and patted Mika’s
still stinging cheek before standing.
“So pretty.” Yuu breathed. “I’m gonna have fun with  this  one.”
The way Yuu spoke made Mika shiver. He sounded so out of character, and so
lustful, that Mika wasn’t sure how to react. This was an illusion of  Yuu
afterall. Regardless of the scenario.
Yuu moved behind him again, giving Mika’s ass a firm swat. “He looks tight.”
Yuu commented.
And Mika blushed furiously, feeling unbelievably exposed and ashamed that Yuu
was seeing him like this.  Not Yuu. It’s not really Yuu.  Mika told himself.
But another swat on his ass jolted him from his thoughts again. He hands
certainly  felt  like Yuu’s.
“That’s cute.” Kureto said. “My pet  never  blushes. Must mean he likes you.”
Mika felt like crying again.  I love you, Yuu-chan. Please...don’t do this to
me.
Yuu snickered “I’ll be sure to show him a good time.”
“Which would you like?” Kureto asked Yuu. “Cane? Belt? Flogger?”
“I think I’ll take the cane.” Yuu replied.
Of course Krul wouldn’t modify that tidbit.  It had been Kureto’s brother who
had caned him after he was whipped in the first place.
“Excellent choice.”
Mika heard Kureto move to the armoire again, obviously retrieving the thin
bamboo cane and handing it to Yuu.
Yuu lightly tapped the cane across Mika’s asscheeks, chuckling at the slight
jiggle Mika’s firm ass presented, before drawing the cane back and landing a
stripe over one cheek, then the other, then both. Yuu paused a moment, running
his hand over the reddening skin.
Mika unclenched his teeth, relaxing under the soft touches.  That’s new...
Kureto and his brother had never given him any sort of aftercare. The heat from
Yuu’s palm was like a furnace against his skin, and Mika felt his dick harden
under his attentions.
The cane striped against the backs of Mika’s thighs, and he groaned through the
odd mixture of pain and pleasure. He’d never felt this way about receiving a
beating. But this was Yuu. And for some reason, Krul had decided to add some of
Yuu’s true, caring nature into the scene. And it fucked with Mika’s head in
more ways than one.
After a few more strikes from the cane, just when Mika’s erection was beginning
to wilt from the pain, he felt Yuu’s hand squeeze one of his cheeks and spread
it, pressing his thumb against his hole. “ Fuck... you’re such a good little
whore.” Yuu groaned. And Mika groaned with him at the feeling of the pressure
on his entrance. “Wanna be fucked, whore?”
Mika knew he should be bothered by those words. Knew that Krul was trying to
prove a point to him by showing him how much of a cockslut he could be. And at
the moment, Mika didn’t care. He almost forgot that Kureto was in the room.
Especially when the tip of the cane prodded at Mika’s hole and the first couple
of inches slid inside of him. He panted, the sensation of being filled made him
crazed.
“Mmm...you’re swallowing it up.” Yuu observed. “I wonder how you’ll take my
cock up your ass. Will you swallow me up too, whore?”
Mika whined and wiggled his hips as the cane was driven further inside.
Yuu pulled the cane out, and whacked it hard against his again. “Needy, huh?
You’re here for  my  pleasure. Not your own. You’re a hole. And holes don't
whine.”
Mika panted, trying to hold himself completely still, even as he cock leaked
precome. Something about the way Yuu was so dominant, so in control of Mika’s
body, aroused the hell out of him. He never thought, in a million years, that
he would ever actually get off on being submissive and used. But the fact that
this was Yuu-or the illusion of Yuu-using him for his own pleasure?
Mika groaned again when Yuu whacked his ass again with an opened palm, and felt
a warm sticky wetness against his skin from Yuu’s fingers.  Ohmygod--
Yuu sunk two fingers inside, causing Mika to tremble around them as he felt
them on his prostate. He tensed to come, only to have the fingers taken out
again. Mika stifled a whine when that coiling pleasure dissipated.
He quickly realized what Krul wanted when Yuu repeated his actions. She wanted
him to beg. She wanted him desperate for Yuu to fuck him, just to prove he was
a whore. A slave. Unworthy because he was so willing to give up control.
I’d do anything for Yuu. This isn't going to change that.
“No.”  Krul finally spoke.  “But it proves how much of a slut you are for him.”
I don’t care, Krul. Yuu can do this to me in reality, and I’d probably get off
to it just as much, if not more.
“Even though you can’t get off to it with anybody else.”
Yuu-chan’s different. He’s special. I’m ok with him using me.
Krul chuckled in his mind. Then silence again.
Mika thought that the scene would end, or change into something much more
painful and sadistic. Yuu caning him had been nothing compared to the
punishments he’d endured. That was foreplay to Mika, compared to Kureto. Who,
for some reason, was silently standing by as a voyeur. Unlike his memories of
this scene.
Yuu started on him again, mercilessly finger him to the brink of completion,
before removing his fingers to spank his sore asscheeks. The slaps were
becoming more and more pleasurable, and ratcheted up his pleasure until he was
helpless not to whine and whimper again.
Yuu seemed annoyed, and huffed and the needy noises Mika was making.
“Let’s fix that slutty mouth of his.” Kureto said.
The sound of the man’s voice made Mika’s erection immediately begin to soften,
even more so when Kureto moved to the front of him. For a second, Mika thought
that the man was going to fuck his mouth, but instead, he stick a ball gag in
Mika’s mouth and move away again. The plastic taste was unpleasant, but not as
unpleasant as Kureto’s dick.
“That’s better.” Kureto declared. “You may continue, Yuuichiro.”
Mika tensed at the sound of Yuu’s full name coming out of Kureto’s mouth.
Something about it didn’t seem right. It seemed too...natural…
He thoughts were shifted elsewhere though as Yuu began to work him over again,
stretching him open with his fingers again and again until Mika was completely
hard again with his cock drooling uncontrollably. Sweat beaded over his skin
from his desperate need for release. He’d never wanted to come so badly in his
entire life. He usually didn’t care whether or not he got off. He just wanted
it to be over. But this sweet, torturous agony was something completely new to
him. And some twisted, damaged part of himself was loving it.
“Finally you realize, Mikaela. How twisted and damaged you are. How flawed, and
broken...how pathetic.”
I am. I know. P-please...please let this end. Just give me your power. There’s
nothing you can do to make me break.  Even as he thought this to Krul, the
desperation he felt for relief made his entire body quake.
He felt a blunt pressure against his hole, and a burning, stretching sensation
of the penetration he had been craving. It seemed like endless inches, until
Yuu was sunk all the way inside, pinning Mika on his length.
Tears streamed down Mika’s face. He was almost in hysterics with his need to
come, and began rocking desperately against the bench to try to get Yuu’s cock
to drag over his prostate. Blessedly, Yuu began to move his hips in quick, deep
movement. Pounding directly into Mika’s sweet spot over and over. Yuu’s hands
on his hips and lower back hurt, but it did nothing to stem off the mounting
release.
Mika could actually perceive his seed rising up his length.  So close. So.
Fucking. Close. Oh God--
A millisecond before he was about to orgasm, he heard a  snap  and Mika was
washed away from the illusion, and back to the glassy expanse.  Nononono!!!
“You fucking bitch!” Mika bit out. He was on his hands and knees, fully clothed
and panting on the floor, cheeks flushed and tear streaked.  So close...
Krul laughed maniacally. “Oh Mika. You can’t come with Yuu fucking you. You’ve
never experienced it. So I have nothing to go on!”
Mika glared at her. “You’ve had your fun. This is over, Krul.”
“Wouldn’t you rather stay?”
Mika blanched. “Why the fuck would I ever want to stay?”
“You could be with Yuu forever. All you have to do, is give me your soul. And
you can spend eternity in any fantasy you want with him. Clearly you have some
strange fetishes, but I can accommodate that for you--”
“You’re insane. No matter what illusions you spin, they’ll  never  be real. I
want Yuu-chan. The  real  Yuu-chan. Not your pitiful likeness of him.”
Krul tapped a pink tipped finger to her chin. “Pitiful, neh?”
Krul saw Yuu as some red eyes, demonic monster, and that was what she
represented him as in the illusion. But Mika knew Yuu better than that. He
might have demonic nature, because of the contract, but it was the Yuu who
would build him up and push him to be a better person, that Mika was in love
with. No dream, or illusion, could ever compare. No matter how realistic it had
seemed…
Mika shivered again at the remembrance of the feeling of Yuu’s cock in his ass.
And wondered if the real thing would feel just as good, if not better.
Krul rolled her eyes. “Your obsession is sickening. Seriously. Every damn
scenario, and you keep going right back to your stupid, brazen master.”
“Watch it, demon. Because once you make a contract with me, It’s likely going
to be Yuu-chan who saves our asses down the road.”
Krul hopped off from the sword she was perched on like a fucking gargoyle, and
sauntered over to him. “You’re strong, Mikaela. I’ll give you that. You found
innocents in the face of evil, light in the darkness, and love in hatred.” She
cupped Mika’s face again, even as he still knelt on the floor.
Mika felt the urge to move away from her touch, but her eyes seemed sincere. Of
course, he couldn’t ever trust the persona of a demon.
“But there is also a darkness in you, Mikaela. And these trials have helped me
see it. That’s what I feed on. And that is why, I’ll make a contract with you.”
Mika blinked at her. “You will?”
“I will.” Krul smiled. “On one, condition.”
And here it comes.  “What  condition,  is that?”
Krul looked saddened. Very saddened, and it made Mika confused. Finally, she
spoke. “You give me three minutes of possession over your body.”
Mika scoffed, batting her hands away. “You’re insane!” Mika opined. You suspect
me to  trust  that you’ll just take over for three minutes? I’m not stupid,
Krul!”
“I know you’re not. And that’s why, I feel like I can ask this of you.”
“Why?” He was skeptical. “Why would you want control of my body for just three
minutes? And how will I know when the time is up? How will I know you won't
just kick my soul to the curb and keep my form?”
Krul rolled her eyes. “Once we make a contract, I don't have the power to
possess you completely, unless you personally hand me control. You’ve seen your
Yuichiro possessed many times, and it never lasts long, correct?”
Mika thought back, realizing it was true. Whenever Yuu let his demon take
control, it would only last a short time.
Krul heard his thoughts. “And since we’re talking business now, I figure I’ll
be honest, and tell you that when I possess you for that short time, that demon
company squad  will  try to kill you. But no worries. I have a plan.”
“Pssh. And what plan is that?”
“Yuu won't be able to kill you. I couldn’t even conjure up a bad enough
scenario with him involved. Like there was something physically making me
unable to make the simple illusion of Yuu even cause you bodily harm. I could
feel, Yuu’s own demon plays a part in that. And, I suspect that I may
personally know Yuu’s demon.” Krul grinned wide. “Mikaela...this has to be
fate. And if I can get in contact with Yuu’s demon, I suspect, the four of us
will be unstoppable.”
Mika pondered this, for a while. So long he began pacing.
Krul grew impatient. “ Or.  I can just put you through more torture. You’ve
already been out for a couple of days. Who knows how long your body will even
last?”
Mika stopped his pacing. What other choice did he have? It was either, he make
the contract and give up control for three minutes, hopefully with Yuu
protecting him. Or stay here and wither away while he gets trapped in more
illusions until he dies. He knew Krul didn’t want that, because if he died, she
wouldn’t have a vessel to occupy, and be alone again. And she seemed incredibly
anxious, especially after that last trial.
Deeming what Krul said as truth, he decided to take the gamble. Mika walked
over, and held out his hand. “Deal.”
Krul tentatively reached her hand out, and Mika grasped his harshly, pulling
closer and looming stoically over her. “Once your three minutes is over, you
wake me the hell up. Got it? And You will serve me, for as long as I live.”
Krul’s eyes narrowed, then she placed a gentle hand on Mika’s face again.
“Deal.” Pulling his head down, she bit into his neck, sealing the contract.
A bright white light flashed into Mika’s vision, and he felt as if he was being
hurled towards the sun.
Chapter End Notes
     There was a glimpse into Mika's way of thinking.
     He's clearly, perfectly happy with Yuu being a master to him. Maybe
     not in a slave way anymore, but in a sexual way.
     And please, don't think that just because Mika loves Yuu, means he
     will let him beat him. I tagged BDSM for a reason. BDSM is NOT abuse,
     if it's consensual and safe.
     If you don't know much about it, then do some research. (It's nothing
     like 50 shades of Grey. Trust me.) Some people take pleasure out of
     being dominated, and Mika is discovering that he trusts Yuu enough to
     allow that kind of relationship.
     (IDK if I will add more BDSM or not. But if you would like to see
     more scenes, or have it incorporated, please let me know)
     Your comments give me life. Thank you all so much for them. I eagerly
     await any feedback from this chapter!
***** Bond with me *****
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Yuu rarely left Mika’s side the entire time he was unconscious. He was
beginning to worry. It had been three days since the trials began. Almost as
long as it had taken Yuu. Luckily, during the trials, the contact with the
demon kept him alive and immobile, and kept most of his bodily functions
paralyzed during the time. Except for breathing, crying, the occasional muscle
twitch, Mika had been completely still.
Until now. Now he was shaking, violently. And suddenly a scream was ripped from
his lungs and his hand clenched around the sword hilt.
The entire squad was currently in the room, and everyone froze, waiting to see
what was going to happen.
Red vines shot out of the sword hilt, wrapping themselves tightly around Mika’s
hand, all the way up to his forearm.  What in the fuck is that?!
“Yuu! Get back!” Guren yanked him by the collar of his shirt away from Mika,
and everyone drew their weapons.
Oh shit--
Mika’s eyes snapped open, and a split second later he was on his feet and
flying towards the rafters to perch atop one.
Yuu gaped for a moment. Mika’s eyes were completely red, and small black horns
were poking through his blonde locks. When his red gaze landed on Yuu, Mika
smiled, showing fangs elongating.
No...nonono!  “Wait!-” Yuu shouted, knowing Yoichi would be the first to fire.
But it was too late. Three demonic arrows flew through the air, directly at the
demon possessed Mika.
Mika dodged them all, rabbit quick, and jumped to the ground, landing so hard
that the stone floor cracked under his boots. Everyone rushed him at once,
except for Yuu, who was frozen in place with shock. He thought for sure, that
Mika would pass. That he’d found a partner in the man. He thought Mika’s
willpower was stronger than this. Now, he’d have to put him down...
***
Krul! What are you doing?! Don’t hurt them!  Mika shouted in his mind. The
demon had taken over completely, rendering him completely powerless of his
limbs, and only allowing him to see through his own eyes.
“Relax.”  Krul sounded completely calm. Even though they were being attacked
from nearly every angle.  “I’m simply dodging. We gotta get over to Yuu, but
these humans are pests.”
Well hurry! They’re going to kill us!
“Then don’t distract me with your pointless worrying!”
Mika mentally shut his trap, inwardly fretting that the demon had lied and was
actually going to kill these people. He saw Yuu, who looked gobsmacked, before
the demon dragged his eyes away towards the rest of the squad raining hell down
upon him. They all looked so determined. But there was a hint of regret in
their eyes. They didn’t truly want to kill him.
Krul sped his body through the air like a blur, causing Mika’s vision to
temporarily tunnel from the force. Making a beeline straight to Yuu, he saw him
start to draw his sword.
Krul! He’s going to kill us!
“One minute left, Mikaela. Just gotta make contact.”
Oh shit…
Krul lunged at him, jumping into the air and swatting Yuu’s blade away with a
free hand. Surprisingly, Yuu hadn’t called his demon for power, and knocking
the blade away had been way too easy.
Grabbing Yuu by the shoulders, Krul pounced on him and sent him sprawling to
his back with Krul straddling his torso.
She leaned in close to his face, and Yuu’s eyes widened as he gripped Mika’s
jaw to stop his dissent.
Krul, what are you doing?!
“Shut up Mika!”
You’re going to bite him!
“I said, shut up-”
Searing, agonizing pain exploded in Mika’s shoulder. Chancing a glance towards
it, the tip of a sword was jutting from the front of Mika’s shirt. Someone had
stabbed him from behind. Mika gasped, eyes briefly flickering back to blue.
“Guren, wait!” Yuu grasped the blade with his free hand, until blood slid from
his palm with the effort to draw the blade back out. If Guren activated the
curse, then it would affect Yuu as well. “Don't kill him, please!”
Krul’s control over his body was slipping. The cursed weapon affecting her
power.  “Bite him, Mika!”
Wait, what?!
“It’s the only way! We don't have time! Do it!”
Mika felt that this was a really, really bad idea. Yuu’s hand was gripping his
face tightly, how was he supposed to bite him?
Krul gave him back control of his mouth, and Mika said only one thing. “Yuu-
chan…” Yuu’s eyes widened, and after a second of hesitation, Yuu let go. Mika
leaned down and sunk Krul’s fangs into his neck.
.
Mika was still in there, Yuu saw it. Hell, he’d  heard  it. But when Mika had
bit into his neck, he felt the power of the demon inside of Mika flowing into
him. Yuu shot a hand out to Guren, seeing the man’s murderous expression morph
into one of confusion.
Guren watched, as Yuu’s own eyes began turning red, and his pupils blow as wide
as dimes. He pulled the sword free from Mika’s shoulder, holding his own hand
out to the rest of the squad to halt their attacks. They did, looking
confusedly at the blonde straddling their teammate with his fangs in his neck,
and the wide eyed expression Yuu was making as he wrapped his arms around the
blonde in a comforting gesture.
With a gasp, Yuu’s eyes went blank and his pupils shrunk back down to the size
of a pin prick, as he was pulled by his demon into his own head.
***
Yuu stood in the glassy expanse of his mind. Turning around, searching for
Asuramaru.
“Yuu-chan!”
Yuu turned sharply, eyes spotting Mika running towards him. “Mika?” How was
this possible?!
“I’m so sorry!” Mika threw his arms around him, burying his face in his neck,
kissing the area where his physical form had bitten, even though Yuu in this
form had no markings, and neither did Mika. “Please, Yuu-chan. Please forgive
me! I’m sorry! I’m so sorr--”
“Shh.” Yuu hugged him back gently, smoothing a hand through his hair. “It’s ok.
Calm down. And tell me what happened.” He pulled back to look at the blonde,
his blue eyes blurry with tears and filled with shame and regret. “Did your
demon possess you?! Are you gone? And where are we? In my head or yours?”
“In yours, Yuu.” Asuramaru said from a distance away.
Krul stepped up next to him. “It’s true. Sorry I had to do that. But don’t
worry, Mika will get his body back shortly.”
Yuu blinked at the pink haired demon. “Y-you...what the fuck did you do to
Mika?!”
“It appears as if my sister desperately wanted to have a word with me.”
Asuramaru glared at Krul.
“ Sister?!”  Yuu and Mika said simultaneously.
But Asura ignored them, walked up to stand closer to Krul, nearly nose to nose.
“So, you think to use my human to manipulate  yours  huh?”
“I knew you were holding my power back. And seeing Yuu’s power through
Mikaela’s memories only confirmed that you were, in fact, Yuu’s demon.”
“How did this happen, Krul?” Asura asked. “How did you get yourself demonized?!
You were their fucking  leader! ”
“Same way you did…” Krul looked solemn for a moment, before her expression
turned murderous. “And from what I found out from Mikaela’s memories, we all
have a common enemy.”
Yuu bristled at the fact that himself and Mika were being talked about, as if
they weren’t there. “Someone wanna tell us what the hell is going on?!” Yuu
snapped. “As far as I know, Mika and I are passed out with my squad intending
to kill him! And now you two are just idly chitchatting?! How are you and Mika
in my head anyway?”
Asura answered “Since Krul and I share a bloodline, and she made a contract
with Mikaela, you two now share a demon bond. With my help, if you ever let me
possess you fully, you can enter Mikaela’s mind as well.” He looked back over
at Krul. “It’s supposed to be nearly impossible though. But somehow, my sister
seemed to manage it.”
“Don’t worry about your bodies. Time moves differently in this headspace.
You’ll be awake in about 30 seconds.”
“Well then hurry up and explain what this is all about!” Yuu snapped.
“As I was saying,” Krul began. “Us four, we share a common enemy. Ferid
Bathory.” Her tone was as steely as her gaze. “He’s the one who turned my
brother into a demon weapon.  Sold  him to the humans! The audacity…” She
huffed, then began pacing. “He dethroned me as well, as instead of killing me,
turned me into a demon weapon as well. For years, I was trapped, until Mika
here came along.”
She offered the blonde a fond smile. Which Mika thought looked odd on someone
as ruthless as she had been. “I’ve seen Mika’s memories, of his time as a blood
slave. And I’ve seen what Yuu has told Mika about his need for revenge against
Ferid as well. And I come to offer my assistance. I’d been in constant close
quarters with Ferid for hundreds of years, while I was a vampire. And I was
present in the compound he currently resides in, if Mika’s memories of it are
anything to go on.”
Yuu blanched. “Assistance?” Then he turned to Asuramaru. “And  you!  You never
thought to offer me any of this information?!”
Asura shrugged. “I was never around Ferid. I barely know who he is, except that
he ordered me to be turned into a demon. And I died long before Krul did. That
was a hundred years ago. I have no idea where they are now, same as you. I see
what you see.”
Yuu rolled his eyes before turning his attention back on Krul. “Ok, so how do
you plan to share this information with me?”
Krul grinned. “I’ll show you. And after I show you, you’ll know everything.
I’ll show Mika the same when he’s rested.” She began walking towards him, but
Mika stepped in front of her to block her.
“What are you going to do to him?” Mika asked.
Yuu placed a hand on his shoulder. “Mika, relax. You have a contract with her.
She can't hurt me unless you order it.”
Mika looked between Krul and Yuu, then stepped to the side. Krul stepped
forward.
“After I do this, you will wake up. Both of you. I recommend explaining the
situation so they don't kill our Mika here.” She patted to blonde’s cheek. “He
really is delightful.”
Mika pushed her hand away.
“Well get on with it.” Yuu said. “Mika’s been out for too long as it is. He
needs to wake up now.”
“Aren’t you sweet!” Krul grinned widely. “Alright, here goes nothing.” She
places two fingers Yuu’s forehead, and a flurry of images ran through his mind,
before everything went black again.
 
 
***
 
 
Yuu gasped like he had been drowning as he woke, Mika doing the same before
crying out in pain and rolling off of Yuu and onto his back, clutching at his
freshly stabbed shoulder.
“Mika!” Yuu sat up, placing a hand over the wound and pressing down hard to try
to stop the bleeding. He barely even noticed the other gathering around them,
stunned looks on their faces.
“What the hell was that all about?!” Guren yelled.
“Is he back?” Shinoa asked.
“Yuu! He bit you! Are you ok?!” Yoichi’s voice was a bit shaky.
Yuu ignored then, asking instead “Guren, did you activate the curse?”
Guren shook his head. “You were gripping the blade, I couldn’t.”
Yuu sighed in relief, looking back down at Mika. His eyes had reverted back to
their stark, crystal clear blue. But he had dark circles under his eyes, and he
looked thinner than before. His sin taking on a greyish color. He looked worse
than Yuu did after his demon trials. But overall, he was so happy Mika had made
it. And not only that, had provided him with information from his demon, and
risked his soul to have it delivered to Yuu.
Yuu didn’t realize how long they had been staring into each other’s eyes, until
somebody cleared their throat. Yuu looked up to see Shinoa and Mitsuba
blushing, and the other guys looking extremely uncomfortable.
“Um...so...medic?” Kimizuki intoned.
Yuu flushed in embarrassment. “Yeah...yeah. Good idea.”
 
 
***
 
 
Mika woke in what looked like the room he had been assigned to on his first
night in Guren’s bunker. He had an IV in his arm and a small machine next to
him to keep track of his vitals. He sat up slowly, feeling dizzy and weak. He
looked over the nightstand, and saw his new sword, Krul, sitting atop it. He
blinked several times at it, then again at his surroundings. It felt like he
had spent years in nothing but illusions and tricks, and he began to question
if what he was seeing was reality.
“So you’re up already?”
Mika looked to his doorway, to see Mitsuba standing there with her arms
crossed. Mika nearly groaned in irritation. She was the last person he wanted
to see at the moment. But he didn’t think Krul would use her image to mess with
him.
“Don’t worry, you’re really awake.” She said. “I can pinch you if you like?”
Mika shook his head. “I’m good.” He croaked. His throat felt like it was on
fire, and a strange metallic taste lingered in his mouth.  I bit Yuu-chan...I
drank his blood…
Nausea roiled in his gut, and Mitsuba handed him a sealed bottle of water. He
took it, hurriedly opening the cap and started downing its contents, until
Mitsuba snatched it away. Mika wanted to strangle her.
“Slow sips, idiot. Or you’ll make yourself sick.” She scolded.
Mika blinked at her a couple times. Then with a slight nod, he held his shaking
hands out again, and Mitsuba handed him the water back.
He sipped it slowly as Mitsuba watched him. Once he felt a little better, he
closed the cap and set the bottle in his lap.
A long, awkward silence stretched between the two, before Mika finally cleared
his throat and asked “Where’s Yuu?”
“Cataloging the information he received with Guren. Information he received
from  your  demon, after you bit him.”
Mika paled. He felt awful for hurting Yuu, and he wasn’t sure where he stood in
his life anymore. He had given Yuu information, but he had also let himself be
possessed by the demon and attacked Yuu and his teammates. “I...I regret my
actions…” He said softly, unable to meet the woman’s eyes. “I had no control at
that time, but I apologize if I caused any of you harm.”
Mitsuba smacked him upside the head, causing Mika to blanch and glare at her
harshly.
“Don’t be dumb.” She scolded. “If you hadn’t done what you did, then we
wouldn’t have the information we have now to find Ferid.”
“Wait... we?”
Mitsuba rolled her eyes. “We’re not about to let you and the idiot Yuu go at
this alone. You’ll get yourselves killed.”
Mika didn’t like that. He may not be friends with these people, but he knew
firsthand how deadly Ferid could be. These were Yuu’s friends, and he didn’t
want them needlessly put in harm’s way. “I can protect Yuu. Ferid isn’t like
the other vampires. He wouldn’t be as easy to take down. And he has a body
guard.”
“Crowley.” Mitsuba added. “Yes, I know already. I’ve read most of what Yuu had
written down. And there’s no way in hell I’m letting him get close to those
monsters while I sit idly by.”
Mika scrutinized her for a moment. She seemed to care about Yuu a whole lot.
“What is he to you?” He asked. “Were you two together, in the past?”
Mitsuba’s face flushed a deep red. “Me and Yuu?!” She snorted. “That’s
ridiculous!”
Mika raised a brow. He wasn’t as dense as some people thought he was. And
considering how hostile she had been towards Mika and protective of Yuu, it
wasn’t hard to guess where her affections lay. But he wasn’t going to press the
subject. He already felt jealous enough as it was. “Alright. Whatever you say.”
But Mitsuba was bristling. “Look, Yuu and I have been friends for years. He’s
helped me in ways that Shinoa never could.” She sighed, sitting on the edge of
the bed. “He helped pull me out of a lot of dark places my mind was in. He’s
saved my life many times, when I believed I was as good as dead. And I can see,
that he has done the same for you as well.”
Mika blinked at her. He wasn’t sure why Mitsuba was sharing anything about
herself to him, but he felt a sort of kinship with her, knowing that Yuu had
helped her in her past. And the fact that he was such a good person, even
though he had been through great loss, made Mika’s heart swell with even more
love for him.
“For what it’s worth, I’m glad he has you around. Yuu needs somebody to lean
on. He shoulders way too much burden on his own. He cares for you very much. We
all haven't seen him so worried, or so happy with somebody, in a very long
time.”
“I care about Yuu-chan a lot as well.”
“I know you do.” Mitsuba said, patting Mika’s knee affectionately, before she
turned towards him with a glare. “And that's why, if you ever fuck him over or
betray him, I  will  kill you.”
Mika’s eyes widened at her statement. She would do it too. Mika had no doubts
about it. “I won't. I could never betray Yuu.”
“Good.” Mitsuba stood. “Now I suggest you take a shower. You’ve been out for
three days during that trial. And you stink!”
Mika snorted. “Gee, thanks. I’m sure you didn’t smell like a basket of roses
either when you came out of the trials.”
“I smelled better than you do, jerk.”
“Bitch.”
The stared each other down for a moment, until Mitsuba’s lips quirked up in
amusement. “Your precious  Yuu-chan  is in the library. He wants to see you,
once you’re done.” And with that, she left him to do as permitted.
 
 
***
 
 
Yuu read over everything he had written down again. His head still felt a
little fuzzy from having too many occupants in it at once, but other than that,
he felt elated from the amount of information Mika’s demon had gifted him with.
And pensive about the details the demon had shared about Mika’s time with the
vampires. He supposed it was useful information, because he had seen what Mika
had seen; the layout of the compound, the slave quarters and Ferid’s rooms and
suites. But seeing firsthand the amount of suffering that the man had endured
in their hands, made Yuu feel murderous, and more determined than ever to put
an end to that monster’s legacy.
Guren had taken copies of Yuu’s reports to his office to go over it with a fine
toothed comb and look up the location on his maps and report to his own team
about it. They were going to storm that compound. All of them.
Yuu looked up when he heard the door to the library open, seeing Mika walk in
with a nervous gait. Yuu figured that the man likely felt terrible for biting
him.
“Hey, Mika!” Yuu put on his most reassuring smile as he set down the paperwork.
“How’s your shoulder?”
“Huh?” Mika had nearly forgotten all about it. The wound was already closed.
“Oh...I-It’s healed already. It’s weird…”
Yuu nodded. “I tripped me out at first too. But that just means your demon is
strong, since you’ve healed so quickly.”
Mika walked over to sit across the table from Yuu. He studied the blonde,
seeing how tired and weak he appeared. It worried him, even though he knew
after a couple of days of rest, he’d be good as new. Still he had to ask, “So,
how does it feel?”
Mika blinked at him. “What do you mean?”
“Having a demon connected to you. Feel any different?”
“Not sure.” Mika shrugged. “The fast healing thing is different. But I still
feel tired, and a bit unsteady on my feet…”
Yuu nodded. “Three days without eating, and your body start to cannibalize
itself. Our demons can heal injuries, but it won’t feed you.” He stood. “Wait
here. I’ll bring you something to eat.”
Yuu was gone before Mika could argue. Now alone, Mika spotted the papers Yuu
had been reading. He knew he shouldn’t be nosey, but he wanted to see what
information his demon had given to Yuu. He pulled up the first page, and began
reading.
.
Yuu returned a few minutes later with a sandwich piled high with turkey and
vegetables and a cup of orange juice. He saw what Mika was reading when he
entered, and set the plate and glass down slowly. “Mika?” The blonde looked
upset. “Hey, I know there’s some personal stuff about you in there, but trust
me, I left most of it out.”
Mika turned to him, the look on his face horrified. “You saw it all?!”
“Um…” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, and felt his face heat up.
“Your demon showed me some of your times with the vampires...I’m assuming there
was a lot more, but what she showed me gave me a good layout of the compound…”
He trailed off when Mika dropped his face into his hands. He knew why Mika was
upset. What Yuu had been shown was pretty obscene. The bloodletting, the
orgies--
“Did you see me, when I killed those other slaves?” Mika asked so softly, Yuu
barely heard him.
Yuu hesitated before answering, but figured the truth would be his best bet.
“Yes…” When Mika paled, Yuu tried to reassure him. “But I see now, why you did
what you did. I didn’t judge you before, and I won’t judge you now. You would
be dead, if you didn’t serve them up to those vampires. I’m glad you killed
them. Because now I have you with me.” And he meant it. It didn’t matter what
Mika had done, or what Yuu saw him go through. Mika was probably one of the
strongest people he knew. And the blonde was still so giving and kind, Yuu saw
it as a miracle that Mika had walked away from his past with any sanity left
intact.
“Did you see...everything else?”
Yuu knew what he was asking. If he had seen Mika being fucked by the vampires.
As revolting as those bloodsuckers were, the way Mika had looked during it,
made blood rush to his groin. He cleared his throat. “Yeah...yeah I saw.”
Though he’d never admit that the sight of Mika’s naked body being rutted on
made his own lust for him ratchet up.  I’m a sick man…
Mika raised a brow, noticing how uncomfortable Yuu became so suddenly. “D-
did...did you... like  what you saw?”
Yuu blanched. “What? No! No of course not!”
Mika cocked his head. “So...the times that you and I were...intimate...you
didn’t like it?”
Where the hell was this conversation going? “Mika...th-that’s different.”
“But you don’t like how I look?” There was a touch of playfulness to Mika’s
tone that made Yuu blush madly.

 “O-of course I like how you look…” Yuu mumbled, taking his seat across from
Mika again. He wanted to hide behind his papers. He felt mortified.
“So, you saw me being fucked, and you liked how I looked?”
It was Yuu’s turn to bury his face in his hands. “Oh my god, Mika! What the
hell?!”
Mika knew what he was doing. Knew he was walking a dangerous line with his
teasing. But he wanted Yuu, badly. Wanted him to want him in return. Yuu had
seen everything. Mika was laid bare. He’d sold his soul to a demon for this
man. This man whom he had fallen in love with in such a short amount of time.
He wanted to establish a relationship. Mika wasn’t his slave anymore, he was
his partner. And the intimacy they shared had been the most pleasure Mika had
ever experienced. And Krul’s illusion only confirmed his feelings for Yuu.
“Yuu-chan…” Mika whispered as he stood. Walking over to Yuu, he pulled his
hands from where they were covering his face and look him in the eyes. “When
I’m with you, it’s nothing like those memories. I enjoy every moment with you.
And I assure you, that if you were the one fucking me, I wouldn’t be reluctant
to come back for more.” He kissed Yuu softly on his parted lips, trying not to
chuckle at his stunned expression. He grabbed his plate with the sandwich Yuu
made for him and his juice. “I’ll leave you to your work. I think I’m going to
sleep a bit after I eat this. Thank you for the food, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu gaped at his partner retreating, afraid to stand up from how hard his dick
had become. His mind was still buzzing.  What the hell just happened?
Chapter End Notes
     Also, sexy time will be coming up soon. I have to come up with the
     perfect setting for their first time. Some of you have said that for
     the first time, Mika should top. But I'm not so sure. That's a big
     step for Yuu since he's never had sex with another man.
     Lemme know your thoughts! I'll consider it :3
     Thank you all for reading <3
***** Stop Fucking With Me *****
Chapter Notes
     Holy shit! The feedback last chapter was amazing! Thank you all for
     it! If I didn't get around to replying to your comments, please
     forgive me. I've been so busy and I've been trying to get this
     chapter done. But I read every single on of your comments, and I
     loved them! Thank you!
     So here's a pretty long chapter for you all! Yuu and Mika have been
     together for about a month now. And Mika's getting progressively more
     bold ;)
     Read and see. I hope you enjoy! And please forgive any errors. I'm
     gonna crash now. Can't believe how long this chapter got, now I'm
     tired.
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For the past week, Mika had undergone extensive rehabilitation, along with a
breakneck
training regimen; Weightlifting, shooting range, sparring, cardio...And all
were monitored by Guren, and his own squad of assholes that Yuu had never been
a fan of.
The bunker was now full to the rafters with people, which didn’t bode well for
Yuu’s current situation of Mika constantly being a fucking cocktease.
“Yuu-chan?”  Speaking of which…
Yuu turned a glare on him. He wasn’t in any way up for Mika’s antics. His cock
had been so permanently hard for the past 5 days, that his balls would surely,
literally, turn blue.
“Mika…” Yuu sighed. “Please...I’ve told you so many times, we can't do anything
in Guren’s bunker. There are eyes everywhere!”
Mika blinked at him. “I was just...going to ask if you were coming to our
scheduled sparring this afternoon.”
Shit...the sparring...that’s right.  Yuu mentally berated himself. He wasn ’ t
the only one who was being a cocktease. There was no reason he should be mad or
hostile, even though the blonde had actually  started  the cockteasing war.
On Mika’s end, he secretly enjoyed Yuu’s silent brooding and sexual
frustration. He radiating it like a beacon. But, per Yuu’s morals or standards
or whatever the reasons were, Yuu wouldn’t fuck him while they were staying in
Guren’s bunker.
After nearly a week here, Mika could see why. There were literally eyes
everywhere.  And Mika even had to resort to sleeping in his own room to avoid
prying eyes or give away their current relationship. Mika honestly didn’t care
whether or not other people knew about their mutual desire to have each other,
but Yuu did. Yuu wasn’t openly gay to the rest of the demon company, and Mika
was pretty sure that the man wasn’t gay at all. He’d obviously copulated with
women, he’d even conceived a child. So being with Mika in any way intimate, was
taboo to him, and crossing a line into boundaries he had never even thought to
cross.
Which made Mika feel honored, in a way. Despite him being of the same sex, his
Yuu-chan had a tenderness towards him and a protective and loving nature that
made the blonde’s heart flutter in his chest whenever Yuu displayed it. He
wanted to revel in it, to drink up every last drop of Yuu’s affection. To drown
in it and be his, and only his.
But they were now stuck in this sort of purgatory, where they couldn’t divulge
in their lust for each other. At least once a day, Mika would find a way to
tease Yuu, and it didn’t escape Mika, the way Yuu’s green eyes would glaze over
with lust or his jeans wouldn’t tighten around his crotch from becoming hard.
He found it kind of exciting, knowing he could elicit such reactions from his
former master. And former Yuu was, since Mika had acquired the demon weapon,
his new identity was active, and he was officially a free man. And not only
that, but an employee of the government, with which he would receive payment
for his jobs with Yuu and be granted special government accommodations.
The fact that he was free emboldened him in a way Mika never thought possible
for himself. Sure, he had to follow orders from the higher ups, but other than
that, he was free to make his own choices. Free to love who he wanted and act
upon his own impulses.

The feeling made Mika high with the freedom. And he planned to indulge in every
freedom that was now offered him. Including, but not limited to, seducing
Yuichiro into having sex with him like he’d been longing for.
 
 
                                      ***
 
 
After about an hour of sparring with Mika, Yuu was almost positive he was in
the clear. The blonde hadn’t starting teasing him, and Mika was actually
getting very skilled with the new sword. Every once in awhile, Yuu would
correct his stance, or give him a bit of advice on how to hold the sword and
taught him different techniques on how to catch an opponent off guard. It was
dangerous to practice with their actual weapons, but as long as they didn’t
activate the demon curse in it, their injuries would heal fairly quickly.
Luckily, Mika was a fast learner, and after the first few days of training, Yuu
didn’t have to worry about harming him. The blonde wasn’t as strong as Yuu, his
skills not as honed. But what he lacked in strength an experience, he made up
for in speed and cunning. The blonde was rabbit quick on his feet, and knew how
to analyze a situation to turn it around on his opponent and make them
vulnerable.
Like now, Yuu hadn’t even seen Mika’s move coming, and before he knew it, the
tip of the sword was pointing between Yuu’s shoulder blades.
“That’s 5 points for me.” Mika said, almost smugly.
Yuu smiled. He felt proud, but he couldn’t let the blonde get cocky. Cockiness
could get him killed. “Don’t let the rug be pulled out from under you, Mika.”
Mika blinked at the back of Yuu’s head. “What do you mean--”
Yuu swooped down, kicking his leg out in a sweeping motion, successfully
knocking the blonde off his feet and onto his back. Yuu pounced him, digging
his knees into the blonde’s shoulder and pointing his own blade into the hollow
of Mika’s throat. “See what I mean?” Yuu smirked down at the bewildered look on
the blonde’s face, before the expression morphed into something
more...sinister.
“You’re in a compromising position yourself, Yuu-chan.” The blonde’s voice was
gravely, and it made Yuu’s face heat up just hearing it.
Without any warning, Mika gripped Yuu by the hips and flipped them over. Yuu
having to fling his sword away before he accidentally stabbed his partner in
the neck. Now Yuu was on his back, and Mika’s face was hovering inches from his
crotch.
“M-Mika! What the--I coulda stabbed you!”
“But you didn't…” Mika’s hands slithered from Yuu’s waist and up his sides,
then lightly scraped his fingernails down the expanse of his abs.
Yuu visibly shivered. “T-that’s not...not the point--oi!”
The blonde pressed his open mouth of the outline of Yuu’s swiftly hardening
dick, blowing hot air against the material of his pants and warming his cock
up.
“Mika...you g-gotta stop! Someone could see us!”
Mika maneuvered his body above Yuu’s until they were face to face and Mika’s
hips were resting between Yuu’s spread thighs. When the blonde rolled his hips
against Yuu’s groin, his eyes widened in surprise from how enticingly hard
Mika’s dick was.
When Mika rolled his hips again, Yuu bucked his own up to meet his thrusts. His
cock now achingly hard, and he was momentarily shocked by how much Mika could
turn him on just from dry humping him.  Fuck-he feels good... Then Yuu snapped
out of it. “Mika, stop, please...y-you’re gonna make me…”
“Come?” Mika breathed. And the single breathy word shot straight to Yuu’s dick.
He could feel the front of his boxers being wettened by his precome drooling
out. “Come with me, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu blanched at him, almost letting out a groan from the constant grinding.
“Here?! B-but...but we--nng--we can't!” Even as said this, he stifled the urge
to wrap his legs around Mika’s waist to get him closer. To get more friction.
“Can't, or won't?” Mika asked playfully.
This guy’s gonna be the death of me!  “Fuck...I-I don’t know…”
“Hmm…” Mika hummed, still not letting up. He was enjoying watching Yuu come
undone beneath him and eliciting those tiny noises he was trying to hold in,
way too much to stop on his own. Even through their layers of clothing, Mika
could feel Yuu’s body heat radiating off of his cock, and it made him feel a
little high, knowing that he could get Yuu-chan riled up with little
provocation.
Yuu was just about close to creaming in his jeans like a fucking teenager, when
he heard a slight noise. “Wait--” he grabbed Mika’s hips to still his
thrusting, then canted his head at an awkward angle to look behind him. Mika
looked up as well-- Oh fuck…
“Oh please, don’t stop on my account!” Shinoa chirped, taking a bite of the
apple in her hand with a casual air. “I’m dying to know how it ends!”
Yuu gaped on in horror as Mika sat back on his knees, though he remained seated
between Yuu’s legs.
“How long have you been standing there?!” Yuu asked.
Shinoa grinned mischievously. “Around the time I Mika started mouthing your
crotch.”
Yuu’s face turned a million shades of red before he buried his face in his
hands. “Ohmygod…”
“What do you need, Shinoa?” Mika asked, completely unfazed.
“Guren wants a word with Yuu here, and I’ve been sent to spar with you in his
place. But of course...if you need a few more minutes, I’ll hang a tie on the
door handle for you two--”
“Shinoa, please stop!” Yuu begged. He knew he wouldn’t live this down with her
around. Shinoa was literally the  last  person he wanted to be caught intimate
with Mika by.
Shinoa giggled softly. “You sure, Yuu-san? I hear blue-balls are really bad for
your health--”
“Shinoa!” Yuu stood abruptly, his erection immediately wilting upon Shinoa
discovering them. He stomped over to her, and leaned in close to her ear to
whisper “I swear to God, if you tell anybody about this? I’ll tell Mitsuba that
you took pictures of her while she was in the shower last year.”
Shinoa quirked a brow at him, but zipped her smiling lips shut. “Your secret is
safe with me!”
With a final glare at Shinoa, and a softer glance back at Mika, who was now
gathering up his sword, he left to see what Guren wanted from him.
 
.
 
Mika eyed the lavender haired woman suspiciously as she sauntered into the
sparring ring. Shinoa had been dancing around the vicinity of Yuu and Mika for
the past week. And if Mika was honest, he was smugly satisfied that the woman
had seen them together. Yuu was  his,  and Shinoa was obviously close to him.
It made white hot jealousy burn in his chest when he saw them even casually
conversing.
“So…” Shinoa began. “You and Yuu-san, neh? I can see clearly now, the
affections run both ways--”
“Are we going to have a chat? Or are we going to spar?” Mika interrupted.
Shinoa giggled, twirling the key that held her demon weapon between her fingers
until it manifested into a large, glowing scythe. “Alright then, then let’s get
started.”
Shinoa came at him with the force of a freight train, strength unproportional
to her small stature. Mika was barely able to block each of her attacks, and he
started breaking into a sweat, while Shinoa remained calm and collected.
“Yuu has been going easy on you.” Shinoa stated as she twirled her scythe in
her hands before striking at him again. “But I won't be so lenient!” She landed
a blow that would have decapitated him, if Mika had not risen his sword to
block it in time.
“Are you crazy?!” Mika shouted. “You could have killed me!”
Shinoa hopped back a few yards, pointing the scythe towards him. “If you can’t
handle sparring with humans, then you won't stand a chance against the
vampires.”
Before Mika could come up with a retort, Shinoa commanded her demon. “Go,
Shin!”
A smoke like being, glowing with embers engulfed him, and forced him against
the far wall until he felt the stone crack and buckle under the force. All of
Mika’s air was pushed from his lungs, and he felt like he would suffocate.
Mercifully, the demon subsided, and Mika slumped against the wall as he coughed
and wheezed for breath. “W-what the fuck was that?!” He breathed sounded a bit
rattled, which concerned Mika a bit.
“That, blondie, was my demon’s power unleashed.” She aimed the outer edge of
the scythe directed against Mika’s throat. “Guren was right...Yuu is babying
you. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but that’s what you need. You  need  to
experience pain. You need a fair opponent.”
Mika stared daggers at the small woman, noticing a fire in her rose colored
eyes, and a determination behind her calm visage that seemed to seep into Mika.
At that moment, he recognized her reasoning behind her harsh attacks. “I know
what you’re trying to do. And I appreciate it. I don’t want Yuu to die either.”
Shinoa’s expression softened. “It’s not only that, Mikaela.” She said, lowering
her weapon to speak. “You can’t die either. Whether you like it or not, you’re
part of this now. Part of this ragtag group of misfits we call a family. And we
protect our own. And honestly, I have your best interest at heart!”
Mika stood, swiping at the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth from his
split lip. “What do you know, about my  interests?”
Shinoa rolled her eyes. “Come on, Mika, I’m not an idiot. In fact, I’m probably
the smartest person here! But it doesn’t take rocket science to figure out your
intentions with Yuu. We all can see it, though, we’ve been keeping it to
ourselves for the past week.”
“And…? What is it you can  see?”  Mika quirked a brow.
“Yuu-san has feelings for you. Just as you have them for him. It doesn’t matter
to us who he screws, but Yuu has never displayed his emotions towards anyone,
like he does for you. He’s happy, for the first time since…”
Mika knew who Shinoa was referring to, she didn’t have to say it.  Akane. The
only person he’s ever loved.  Mika nodded in understanding, albeit, he still
wasn’t confident that Yuu had any romantic feelings for him. Sure, he was
easily aroused by the blonde, and he clearly cared about him. But he didn’t
have the same feelings as Mika held for him. That, he could be sure of.
When Mika still hadn’t spoken, Shinoa continued. “I’ll let you know now, Yuu
won’t do anything in Guren’s bunker with you. Never has, and never will. This
place is sacred for him, and he doesn’t want the risk of you two being
separated because of your relationship.” Shinoa flipped her hair. “Which is
why, I’m going to help you!”
Mika gave her a sceptical look. “Help me? How?”
“First of all, you aren’t permitted to leave the bunker until you have full
control over your demon weapon. You need to be battle ready, before you go. And
your skills are...subpar...at best. But, the sooner you pony up and hone your
skills and power, the faster you two get to leave. Then you can fuck each other
stupid!”
Mika’s gaze intensified. “You make me sound like some kind of pervert. Like
that’s all I want from him!”
“Oh, I know that’s not all you want. But it’s a start.” She winked. “To be
honest, I’m surprised Yuu is even leaning  that  way, but you must be the
exception. Yuu has always been a womanizer, and who can blame the guy? He’s
hot!”
Mika scowled at that.
“But,  we also can’t risk him being distracted. The sexual tension is making
him lose focus, and it needs to end. Either with you two coming to terms, or
breaking off whatever it is you have. There’s a reason why we don’t get
involved with our partners. It breeds insecurity and makes our minds wander. It
could make us weaker as a unit. But with Yuu?” Shinoa shook her head. “Yuu is
different. When he cares for someone, and dare I say,  loves  someone, he
becomes stronger, ruthless even. And once the confusion between you two is
cleared up, he will be a force to be reckoned with. I’m confident in that.”
Mika contemplated this. He wasn’t sure whether or not to even believe this
woman, but why would she lie to him? They were on the same team, right?
“Alright.” Mika nodded. “So what do you suggest?”
At Shinoa’s Cheshire-like grin, Mika suddenly became afraid of her little plan.
 
 
                                      ***
 
 
It was the a couple of days into their second week at Guren’s bunker, and Mika
had taken to sleeping in his own room. Which Yuu would never admit, kind of
hurt. He’d grown accustomed to the familiar heat and presence of his partner in
bed with him. But ever since Mika woke from his demon trials, the blonde didn’t
seem to need his comfort anymore. He was grateful that Mika had grown stronger,
and was no longer afraid of the dark or sleeping alone...But a part of him
yearned for that vulnerability about Mika. Because Yuu was the only one who was
able to ease him.
Now, it seemed like Mika was slipping away. He was more distant and subdued,
and has been ever since Shinoa caught them dry humping in the sparring room
last week. And as much as he thought he detested Mika’s teasing, he actually
kind of missed it.
More than once, Yuu had tried to coax a response out of Shinoa. She  must  have
had a hand in Mika’s new attitude.
Then a thought hit him;  Did they hook up?  The blonde was too damned hot for
his own good, and was clearly sexually available. He’d been trying to initiate
sex with Yuu for weeks, and Yuu had held back out of respect. But now he got
the notion, that because he’s been so frigid, Mika found release with somebody
else…
Yuu cornered Shinoa in the hallway one day, caging her in against the wall.
“What the fuck did you do to him?” He spat.
Shinoa blinked up at him, innocently. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,
Yuu--”
“Don’t lie to me!” Yuu snarled. He looked down at her pretty rose eyes, her
slate-lavender hair and small body that she likely had to sell her soul to the
devil to keep. Shinoa was beautiful, and young and smart to boot. And Yuu felt
an incredible amount of jealousy at the possibility that they were hooking up.
“D-did you...did you sleep with Mika?” Yuu forced himself to ask.
Shinoa looked off to the side. “What’s it to you? It’s not like  you  were
going to tap that. The poor guy has so much steam to let off, and you obviously
aren’t putting out.”
Yuu practically growled at her. “So you  did  fuck him?!”
Shinoa rolled her eyes. “I never said I did.”
“But you’re not saying you  didn’t  either!”
“Is he off limits?” Shinoa asked.
“Of course he his!” Yuu shouted. “Mika is mine!”
Shinoa blushed, even as she gave him her signature mischievous smile. “Then you
better make that clear to him.”
“What are you talking about?” Yuu lowered his hands from where he was bracing
them against the wall. “He should know already how I feel about him.”
Shinoa quirked a brow. “You don’t have a clue, do you?”
“About what?” Yuu blinked.
“Train your partner, Yuu-san. The you can get out of here. Until he’s ready,
you’re stuck here.”
Yuu was confused at her sudden change of subject. “What are you--”
“Hurry the fuck up, and train him properly!” Shinoa’s raised voice slightly
startled Yuu. Shinoa never raised her voice. “You two are so balls deep into
each other. It’s driving us all crazy. Get your man ready for battle, and give
him what he needs. Do you really need me to spell it out for you?”
Yuu was contemplative for a moment. Had he really been denying Mika to the
point of pushing him away? That was unacceptable. Sure, Mika been teasing him,
and instigating sex at every turn. And sure, Yuu had been denying him because
he knew how the other squad members would react about him getting romantically
involved with a partner. But that didn’t mean that Yuu didn’t want him. Despite
him being primarily heterosexual his entire life, he wanted Mika’s affections
for himself.
He cellphone suddenly rang the, from an unknown number. Yuu stepped away to
take to call. “Hello?”
“Yuu-chan…” Mika breathed into the phone.
Yuu blanched. “Mika? What’s going on? How did you get a cellphone? And where
are you?” He could hear water running in the background.
“Guren gave me a temporary burner phone. I’m in the bathroom. I was taking a
shower, but I ran into a big issue.”
Yuu’s anxiety ratcheted up with the thought of Mika in trouble. But what kind
of issue’s could he run into while showering? “What kind of issue?!”
“I was touching myself, Yuu, but I can’t get off. My own hand won’t do it for
me. I need yours, please…” Mika’s voice low and sensual and made it very
difficult for Yuu not to pop a boner while standing here next to Shinoa.
Yuu coughed into his fist. “Erm...is that so?”
“ Please  Yuu-chan!” Mika groaned. “Your hands are so rough a strong, and they
feel amazing while you’re stroking my cock…”
Ohmygod…  “I’ll be right there!” Yuu hung up the phone and sprinted down the
hall to the stairs, taking them two at a time as be bounded his way up to the
second floor. There were several bathrooms in the bunker. But he listened for
the sound of running water to indicate which one Mika was in.
Taking a deep breath to slow his pounding heart, he listened, and heard water
sloshing from down the corridor.  There!  He ran to the bathroom door and flung
it open, entering, he ripped open the shower curtain--
“What the fuck is  wrong  with you, idiot?!”
“What the--” Guren was laying in the bathtub, with bubbles nearly up to his
chin, and a loofa in one hand. A rubber duck bobbed happily amongst the fluffy
bubbles. “Shit...Guren, I’m sorr--”
“Can’t a man take a bath in peace?! Get out of here you fucking moron!” Guren
thundered.
“Y-yes sir!” Yuu shot out of the bathroom so quickly his head spun. He stood
outside the door, face burning with both embarrassment and rage, when he
realized he had been pranked.  I’m going to kill the blonde son of a bitch…
He stomped back downstairs. Hearing talking from the kitchen, he rounded the
corner to see Mika and Shinoa talking to each other. Mika leaning casually on
the counter as he spoke. When he saw you enter, he looked up at him with a
cocky grin. “Oh hey, Yuu-chan!” He said, all infuriatingly nonchalant.
Yuu stalked towards him, completely ignoring Shinoa. His pulse roaring in his
ears and his eyes darkening with both lust and anger. He didn’t know whether to
kill the blonde or kiss him.
Grabbing onto the front of Mika’s shirt, he pushed him against the fridge,
hard. The cereal boxes atop in wobbled before falling over and jars clinked
loudly from inside it.
Mika looked a bit bewildered. “Yuu! It was just a--”
He was cut off when Yuu pressed their lips together in a bruising kiss,
prodding his tongue into Mika’s mouth and biting on his lip and pressing their
bodies flush against each other. He could feel Mika’s dick stiffening in his
jeans, and Yuu ground his own aching shaft against it.
Once their lips parted, they were breathing heavily. And both of them
completely ignored the fact that Shinoa was still standing in the kitchen,
watching the exchange with a red face and fingers pressed against her bemused
smirk.
“Sparring room…” Yuu breathed against Mika’s mouth. “ Now!  We need to get out
of here as soon as possible…”
Mika hummed and pressed another kiss to Yuu’s panting mouth. “And why is that,
Yuu-chan?”
Cheeky fucking asshole!  “Don’t be coy, Mika.” Yuu said sternly. “You’ve been
teasing me, fucking with me, and I’m at my limit. I can’t take it anymore. And
I won’t fuck you while we’re here. Finish your training, and I’ll search for a
job for us. We’re getting out of here by the end of the week.”
Yuu’s tone brooded zero arguments from Mika. Yuu was angry, and horney and
hell. Just as Mika wanted it. Shinoa had been right, the distance had worked.
It made Yuu want him even more. And being pranked like that, making Yuu think
they were going to shower together, only to have him walk in on Guren, was pure
gold since it evoked such a strong reaction. Mika nodded happily. “Ok, Yuu-
chan. I’ll do my best.”
“You better.” Yuu growled. “Oh and Mika?”
Mika blinked at him. “Yes?”
“Ever prank me again, and I’ll reign hell down upon you.” Yuu’s eyes flashed
red. He was serious. Though, what kind of hell Yuu would reign down, Mika
wasn’t sure. But he knew Yuu would never hurt him. And his mind went crazy as
he thought up different scenarios and ways of Yuu  punishing  him.
He shivered at the notion. “Noted...Yuu…”
 
 
                                      ***
 
 
It was nearing the end of their second week, and Mika still wouldn’t let up. He
was training harder, true, and was becoming exceptionally more skilled with his
combative techniques, thanks to Kimizuki and Yoichi training with him until the
blonde was finally able to hold his own, and take them down.
And yet, he still teased him to death.
Mika knew what he was doing was riling Yuu up. And a part of him, that might be
a little sadistic, got off on seeing Yuu lose him calm, and usual businesslike
composure over him. He wasn’t hurting him in anyway, except for maybe giving
him blue balls and distracting him. But if Mika was honest, he thought Yuu
needed some distraction. He was constantly thinking about work. Always
wondering where the vampires were, obsessing over killing Ferid and his crew,
and trying to get Mika to be the best partner.
And Mika was trying. He took his training with the other very seriously, and
was flourishing. Mika had his own worries. His nightmares had become more
frequent, and his demon was constantly talking to him as he slept. Mika himself
needed some distraction, because he felt like he was slowly losing his mind. He
needed to get out of this bunker. He was suffocating with the constant flow of
people around. If seducing Yuu would help them get out of here faster, that
he’d continue doing to.
He would have thought Yuu hated it, or was angry with him for teasing so much,
if it weren’t for the dark, hungry look in his eyes, or the way Yuu kept
reaching out to touch him when they passed each other in the hallway. Yuu
seemed to be riding on the very edge of control, all he needed was a little
push.
 
.
 
Two weeks in the bunker, and Yuu was sitting on the couch in the entertainment
room, watching some show on HBO that he’d been on the road too long to be able
to actually keep up with. Something about dragons, and kingdoms and tons of
violence and sex. Which didn’t help Yuu’s almost permanent erection wane
whatsoever. He was just glad he was alone for a little while. Mika had been
sparring in the basement for about an hour with Kimizuki. The pink haired
telephone pole was ruthless, and extremely hard on Mika during his training,
which Yuu was thankful for. Mika was becoming a force to be reckoned with
because of it, which meant that they would be able to leave sooner.
Usually, Yuu would be happy for the break from hunting. And since Guren
concluded that they won’t be going after Ferid for another month, Yuu would
have been happy to bum around the bunker for a month and mooch off of Guren.
But now, he was eager to get away, and spend some much needed alone time with
the blonde bastard who had been torturing him for weeks. He’d never been so
pissed, and so fucking turned on in his life.
Speaking of blonde bastards…
Mika plopped himself down on the big soft chair opposite from Yuu. His hair was
slightly damp from being freshly showered, and it clung to his cheeks and
forehead in a way that made Yuu fantasize about ways to get his hair to cling
to his face like that from sweating during... vigorous activities…
“Hey Yuu-chan!”
Yuu jumped at his voice, startled from his thoughts. “Erm...h-hey
there...Mika...How was training?”
Mika nodded, leaning back in the chair. “I’m exhausted. Kimizuki doesn’t go
easy on anyone.”
“Tch, yeah. Tell me about it…” Yuu knew the extent of Kimizuki’s training
methods. “He and I were friends, back in high school. Even though we hated each
other most days. But when we started this whole vamp hunting thing, he was hard
on me too. But he’s one of our strongest hunters.”
“I sure am learning a lot. I’m just glad it’s almost over.”
Yuu quirked a brow. “Oh yeah? Think you’re done here already?”
Mika cocked his head to the side. “You don’t think so? I figured you were ready
to leave here soon.”
Yuu shrugged noncommittally, turning his attention back to the TV.
Mika watched him for a few minutes. He seemed tense, and the way Yuu seemed to
be messing with Mika about staying here longer, made an idea arise.
“Yuu-chan…” Mika whispered.
When Yuu looked back over at Mika, the blonde had palming his cock through his
sweatpants. Yuu watched, wide eyed, as it hardened under his touch. “M-Mika…?
What are you--”
“Sshh…” Mika pressed his finger to his own lips. “Don’t wanna call attention to
ourselves, do you?”
Yuu scanned his surroundings, seeing nobody around. But he could hear other
squad members moving around the bunker. “Mika stop. Someone will see!” He
whispered harshly.
“Nng…” Mika let out a low moan, and pulled his hard dick free from his
sweatpants and began stroking himself.
Yuu felt his own shaft thicken at the sight. “ Fuck... Mika…” A small whine
escaped his throat, which he would be embarrassed by under a different
circumstance.
“Yuu-chan,” Mika groaned. “I can’t wait to get out of here.” He began thrusting
his hips in time with his fist pumping his cock. “ Please,  Yuu-chan. I’m
ready!”
Yuu didn’t miss the double meaning in Mika’s words. He palmed his throbbing
dick through his jeans, biting his lip to keep in a strangled moan. The sight
of Mika stripping his cock was just too much. His throaty words were too much.
Yuu pressed the heel of his palm against his dick harder, rubbing through the
fabric-- “Ohfuck-” He clamped his eyes shut and pressed a hand over his mouth
to keep in his noises.
Mika blinked at him, stopping his ministrations. “D-did you just--?”
“Shut up!” Yuu gasped. He stood abruptly, grimacing at the sticky wet warmth
now coating the front of his boxers. He hurried to the bathroom for a much
needed shower, horrified and embarrassed being belief that he had blown his
load in his pants, just from the sight of Mika pleasuring himself in front of
him.  Damn him! Stupid, sexy, blonde, hot as fuck, stupid…. He couldn’t even
think up insults to call him. Not with that sight fresh in his mind and the
evidence of his orgasm drying in his pants. He had to admit though, he didn’t
feel so tense anymore. But it wasn’t enough, he was still hard up. And even as
he showered, his cock stiffened from being touched while he washed himself. Yuu
scowled down at it. Mentally berating himself.  Enough is enough.
Showered and changed into new clothes, Yuu stomped to Guren’s office, slamming
the door behind himself as he stalked up to the man’s desk.
“You know what, Yuu? I’m getting really sick of your weird behavior. What the
hell is wrong with you lately?-”
Yuu slapped his hands atop Guren’s desk. “Find us a job.”
Guren blinked at him. “Um...what?”
“We need to do a job together. So find us one. We’ve been here for two weeks.
Mika’s ready.”
“Oh really?” Guren stood, glaring down at his finest hunter. “And what makes
you think Mika is ready?”
“Confirm it with the others.” Yuu said. “Mika has been training vigorously.
He’s faster than everyone in the squad and he’s smart and cunning. And his
demon is extremely powerful. He needs to take his skills out in some field
work. Get a feel for how things work against a  real  opponent.”
Guren rolled his eyes. “He hasn’t even unleashed the demon’s true power yet-”
“I’ll show him how to myself. I know how important it is. Just...find us a job.
It can be an easy one. Horsemen of John, gutter vamps, I don’t care. Just find
us something, and unlock the bunker and let us out.”
Guren studied Yuu with narrowed eyes. The man wasn’t stupid. He knew part of
the reason Yuu wanted to leave so badly was because he wanted his freedom to do
as he pleased with Mikaela. Yuu had always been respectful of Guren’s bunker.
He never hooked up with anyone here, and set rules for himself to not get
involved with a teammate. Guren understood, he himself made promises of the
same kind. Until he met Shinya. He knew that look of intent anywhere, because
Guren had seen it in himself years ago. He was just better at hiding it. Yuu on
the other hand? He was a bit too obvious. But Guren couldn’t berate him for it.
The kid had been miserable for nearly half of his life. Blaming himself for the
death of his child, and never letting himself feel anything for anyone again.
But caring about somebody made Yuu stronger. His skills and drive had been
diminishing the past couple of years, which is why Guren had encouraged him to
find a partner, make a connection, and become responsible for another life.
But Guren never thought it would go this well, or get this far. Yuu was crazy
over this Mikaela person. And Guren was grateful for the blonde for both
bringing out Yuu’s stronger side, and providing useful information.
Guren also knew, though, how dangerous this was. He himself was a protective
person, much like Yuu. He never wanted to see Shinya get hurt, and it made him
vicious in battle. But he knew Shinya couldn’t be coddled or protected. Mikaela
was strong and capable. He’d seen him in sparring. And Yuu needed to realize
that.
“If I let you go, you need to be aware of something, Yuu.”
“And what’s that?”
“Mikaela is your teammate. Your partner. You both share an equal goal, and with
that, comes an equal burden. Don’t take it all upon yourself. Protect him, but
also, let him protect you. I don’t want either of you dying on me. I need you
two for the raid on Ferid next month.”
“Yes sir.” Yuu nodded.
“Good. I’ll find you a job. Report back to me afterwards. You leave tomorrow
morning. The information will be in your inbox, so keep an eye on your emails
around 7AM.”
Yuu’s demeanor changed into one of an almost childlike joy. “Awesome. Thanks
Guren!” Yuu spun on his heel and left.
Guren shook his head after Yuu closed the door again as he left. “Fucking
idiot.”
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Yuu lay in his bed alone that night, silently fuming for more reasons than he
could put his finger on. He was practically vibrating with tension, and his
friends made it known how much he was driving them all crazy.
Yuu woke from his restless sleep around 2AM. His bed felt cold and empty. Why
won't Mika sleep in bed with me?Resolved, he got out of bed and left his room,
softly padding down the long hallway to Mika’s room.
He opened the door slowly, peeking into the dark room-I thought he was afraid
of the dark?-To see the blond laying on his back, asleep, his hair fanned out
behind him like a halo of gold.
Yuu felt a pang. It felt as if Mika was somehow slipping away, even if he had
been as clingy as ever and constantly teasing him and trying to get into his
pants. But, they had lost some level of intimacy that had been there once. Yuu
had had power over Mika, held his life in his hands, protected him and provided
for him. And now that Mika had obtained his own demon weapon, had started
showing that he could think for himself and take care of himself, Yuu couldn’t
suppress the feeling of helplessness and loss.
I can't lose him...I can't! He’d lost people he loved before, he can't lose
Mika-- wait whoa, what?!The “L-Word” hadn’t made itself present in his mind
until that moment. No...no way. He liked Mika, was attracted to the man in ways
he never thought he’d could be attracted to another of the same sex...but love?
That was just stupid.
Yuu needed to sleep, obviously, considering his ridiculous thoughts. But he
didn’t like how lonely he felt when he was in his own room. Not after sharing a
bed with Mika for the better part of a month.
Closing the door softly behind himself, Yuu tiptoed to Mika’s bed, sliding in
next to him under the covers.
Mika flinched and twitched in his sleep, Yuu noticed. A Lot...He muscles
bunched tight, breathing erratic...He seemed to be in the grips of a nightmare.
“Mika…” Yuu shook his shoulder, but Mika continued to shudder. A tear slipped
down the blonde’s pale cheek.
“Mika!” Yuu shook him harder-
With a cry, Mika shot his hands out to grip Yuu’s throat, strangling him. His
bright blue eyes were now red and filled with fear and anger.
“M-Mika! It’s m-me...i-it’s--”
Mika found his hands from Yuu’s neck as his eyes reverted back to their usual
blue.
“Oh god…” Mika whispered, covering his mouth with both hands. “Oh no...Yuu-
chan!” Mika flung himself onto Yuu. Kissing his neck and rubbing his hands up
and down his shoulders in a soothing chester.
Yuu coughed, Mika’s grip had been harsh.
“I’m so sorry! I’m sorry! Yuu-chan! The demon...she haunts my dreams!
Thought...thought you were a threat--fuck! Yuu! I--”
“Mika!” Yuu shook Mika’s shoulders.
Mika blinked at him through his tears.
“I’ve had them too…” Yuu said. “I understand. And I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for
this to happen…”
Mika sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the mattress to sit and put his
head in his hands. “She...Krul...she talks to me in my sleep, but can only see
what I can see when my eyes are open. If somebody touches me, she consumes me
and takes over because she thinks somebody is trying to kill me…” Mika sobbed.
“Yuu-chan...I don’t want to hurt you...t-that’s why I haven't slept in your
bed…”
.
I’m such an idiot...Yuu felt stupid and selfish. He knew firsthand how hard it
was to cope with sharing your body and soul with a fucking demon. Mika likely
suffered nightmares at night, which was why he didn’t come to Yuu’s bed, as per
the normal behavior the man had exhibited.
But now, clear as day, Yuu connected the pieces. This isn’t your slave, or a
simple friend.Mika was his partner now. He had been trained, and had demonic
powers. He wasn’t weak and helpless. This was his teammate, and the man was
powerful. And for the first time, Yuu felt a twinge of fear, knowing that this
man could actually be powerful enough to kill him.
But at the moment, Mika was instead sobbing and begging forgiveness for a
slight level of asphyxiation, which Yuu wasn’t really bothered by. He was too
concerned with the haunted look in Mika’s eyes.
“Shh...Mika, relax...you’re not alone, okay? You’re not alone…” Yuu lay Mika
down on his side, laying face to face. Their limbs tangled together in a tight
embrace, like desperate men holding onto a tree throughout a tornado. It wasn’t
a sexual embrace, or one filled with the intent of more. It was a transfer of
comfort, a display of safety with the other. “I’ll protect you Mika. You don’t
have to suffer alone, let me suffer with you.”
Mika sobbed against Yuu’s neck. His dreams were always horrific, and his demon
never seemed to want him to rest. He’s awoken many times with his room in
disarray; lamps broken, mattress flipped, nails marks on the walls. Mika had
trashed his room the first night of his demon contract. And was despaired at
the thought of hurting Yuu in his lack of control, and afraid even more that he
would be separated from him. I can’t lose you either, Yuu-chan…
Eventually, he fell asleep. And it was peaceful for once. No nightmares and
memories, just an empty expanse of blissful nothingness, with nothing but Yuu’s
arms and legs entangled with his own, and his warm breath and his clean smell
in his nose. To Mika, this was home. I love you so much...Yuu-chan…
 
 
***
 
 
When Yuu woke, he found himself snuggling a pillow to his chest. It still
smelled like Mika, but the man had already left.
“Shit-” They were supposed to be leaving this morning, and he had stupidly
overslept again. Why didn’t Mika wake him?
The hallway was empty as he went back to his own room to get himself ready for
the trip and packed his meager belongings into his duffel and stored his sword
in the weapon case. He felt a sort of giddiness. An elation. Just Mika and I,
out on the road again...An army of two, against the world. He couldn’t wait.
Hearing noise from the kitchen, he peeked his head in to see Mika sitting at
the table with the rest of the squad. Shinoa was going on about something
embarassing Mitsuba had done a few months ago during a hunt in a small town.
Mika had a small amused smile on his face as the other laughed of Shinoa’s
reenactment of the usually aggressive yet professional Mitsuba. The blonde girl
stared daggers at her partner.
Yuu wasn’t really listening to the story, just staring at Mika’s face and
taking in how at home the man looked among Yuu’s comrades.
When Mika caught Yuu’s eyes on him, his expression lit up for the briefest of
moments, before he became almost sheepish looking. “Hey, Yuu-chan. Good
morning…”
He still feels guilty because of last night.Yuu concluded. He shouldn’t though.
Yoichi had nearly killed him and Kimizuki when he first made the demon
contract. And Kimizuki would come at him with sneak attacks because his
aggression levels had spiked. Even Yuu had gone berserk once or twice, and
nearly killed his entire squad…
But that was in the past. All had been forgiven. Yuu understood his dilemma and
his guilt, because he himself had been riddled with it for what he had done to
his friends. Demon possession wasn’t something to take lightly, it was a
serious and life changing choice. Yuu was actually kind of proud that Mika had
been able to snap out of it so quickly and return to his senses.
In an attempt to alleviate the sudden tension that seemed to blanket itself
over the room, Yuu strolled inside with a wide smile. “Morning!” He said, then
looked around the room at his friends. “Up early to see us off? I’m touched!”
“It’s 7AM, idiot.” Kimizuki rolled his eyes. “No wonder Guren never gives you
assignments. You sleep in more than any hunter I’ve ever known. Even Mika here
was up at dawn.”
Yuu blinked at him. “You guys wake up at 5AM every day?”
Mitsuba rolled her eyes at him as well. “How many years has it been since your
own training? You knowthat's what is required of you.”
Yuu just shrugged. “I kill the fangs better on a full night of rest. You’ll
thank me next month when you all are dragging ass from exhaustion when it comes
time to go after Ferid and Crowley.” He filled himself a cup of coffee and
poured tons of sugar into it before taking a seat next to Mika at the large
table.
Breakfast continued in light conversion, intermingled with arguments over who
was better at what, and talks about a game plan for next month’s mission. It
would be the first time that the entire team would work together in years. The
last time they had, was when Yuu had went crazy and nearly killed them. Yuu
shook away the thought, though he was sure that his friends were all thinking
the same, by the pensive look on their faces.
“Well! Mika and I should get going.” Yuu stood.
Kimizuki raised a brow, glaring behind his glasses. “You sure Mika’s ready?”
Mika stood, a look of intent in his eyes. “Oh, I’m more than ready.” He glanced
at Yuu. “I’ll go get my things.” Then he surveyed the rest of the group. “Thank
you. All of you. See you on the battlefield!”
After Mika left, the rest of the group gave Yuu a knowing look. Which in turn,
made Yuu blush in embarrassment. “Um, yeah. What he said. See you all soon.”
.
Yuu had his bag in hand, he’d already said his goodbyes to the group and to
Guren and was waiting in the entryway by the bunker door for Mika, and for the
familiar buzz that signaled the locks were disarmed.
“Yuu!” Yoichi came running down the hall. “Glad I caught you.”
“Hey, Yoichi. What’s up? Miss me already?”
“Tch, please. Can’t wait till you’re out of our hair. I got something for you
though. Wanted to give you it privately.” From his pocket, Yoichi retrieved an
unopened bottle of water based lubrication.
“Yoichi! What the--?” Yuu snatched it and shoved it into his jacket pocket.
Yoichi smiled innocently up at him. “Just a bit of advice too. The key is to
just relax. Don’t clench or it’ll just hurt more. But either way, it’s probably
going to hurt the first time.”
Yuu blinked at him once, twice, before it finally clicked. “Wait...what?!”
“And I’m sure Mika already knows this, but it has to be stretched open a bit
first before he shoves it in--”
“Ohmygod Yoichi! What makes you think I need this kind of information?!” Yuu’s
face burned the deepest shade of red.
Yoichi just smiled, completely unfazed by the sputtering Yuu in front of him.
“Well, you two are pretty close. We can all see the sexual tension between the
two of you. And now you want to hurry up and leave so you two can be alone? It
doesn’t take a rocket scientist to connect the dots.”
Yuu’s ears burned. “But...why are you assuming that I would...you know...Mika,
he...and I just...Jesusfuckingchrist--” he muttered, hiding his red face in his
hands.
“Relax Yuu! It’ll be ok!” Yoichi placed a reassuring hand on Yuu’s shoulder.
How Yuu still got so flustered over things of sexual nature had always been an
endearing quality.
Why the fuck is Yoichi assuming I would bottom?!Yuu actually hadn’t given that
aspect much thought. He’d always assumed he was a top, because that’s all he’d
ever been. He’d never been with a man before, and now that he realized this was
actually going to happen, he didn’t know where he stood.
Of course, he said none of those things to Yoichi. And he didn’t question how
Yoichi even knew enough about this to give advice. He’d suspected the boy was
gay for a while, though nobody would say he was “out”. What Yoichi shoved up
his ass was his own business. And what Yuu shoved up his own…
Yuu coughed into his fist. “Um...thanks, I guess. Uh...see you soon, yeah?”
“No problem brother!” Yoichi slapped him on the back and cheerily made his way
back to wherever the hell he was going.
Mika strode up to him minutes later with his sword in one hand and his duffle
in the other.
“Ready?” Yuu asked.
Mika nodded. “You ok? Your face looks kind of red.”
The buzzing sound rang out and the heavy steel locks were disarmed. “I’m good.”
Yuu said stiffly and opened the door. The early morning sun seemed blinding
after being stuck in the bunker for so long. Yuu breathed in deep, and smiled,
feeling a bit more optimistic. It didn’t matter which roles that he and Mika
were supposed to be subjected to. They would cross the bridge when the came to
it. Yuu figured the best course of action was to just go with his instincts,
and let whatever happens happen. Let whatever felt the most natural take steer
their course.
Yuu wasn’t a stranger to seduction techniques. He knew full well what Mika
wanted. Howhe wanted it, he was anxious to find out.
 
 
***
 
 
Finally, they were on the road again together. And it felt amazing. Nothing but
asphalt under the tires, and nothing behind or in front of them. Music played
low in the background while they talked about themselves. Their likes, their
dreams, they joked about Yuu’s friends as Yuu rolled down the windows to get
some fresh air just as Mika threw his head back and laughed at something Yuu
said. Open and happy and free, as his golden hair whipped around his face…
It was perfect. Hewas perfect. And beautiful. And that moment was the first
time Yuu had ever seen Mika openly laugh. The sound rang in his ears like the
chorus of angels. It was light and happy with the slightest cackle. And Yuu
wanted nothing more than to make this man laugh every single day, just to hear
that sound. Not the chuckles he’d done. But his actual laughter…
Mika moved closer to him on the bench seat of the truck. Their thighs touched
and Yuu placed a tentative hand on Mika’s as he continued to drive and try to
concentrate on the road.
Though, it wasn’t easy. They had been driving for hours, and suddenly, the
tension between them strengthened. Yuu became very aware of the man beside him.
His heady scent, and the way his breath tickled his ear as he breathed “Yuu-
chan? When are we going to stop?” in that low sensual voice of his.
Blood rushed straight to Yuu’s dick. Fuck...how I am supposed to make it to the
next town?They were still a couple of hours out, and Mika continued to tease my
languidly rubbing his knee or placing soft kisses on Yuu’s neck.
Yuu slightly veered off the road when his eyes briefly shut from the heat and
want pooling in his stomach. “Oi!” Yuu swerved back into his lane.
“You ok, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu glared at the blonde, and his deceptively innocent smile. Smug bastard…
Yuu saw an exit coming up on the highway amidst the mountain terrain. At the
last second, he took it. The exit merged into a long empty road that eventually
turned into a dirt pathway just wide enough for Yuu’s truck. The trees on
either side of the road was canopied them like a vibrant green, pine tree
tunnel.
Mika looked on, wordlessly, letting the wind blow his hair as he sighed in
contentment. The smells of the truck and of Mika and Yuu, the cracked leather
seats beneath them and the sun warming their skin. They could go anywhere, do
anything. Be anyone, especially in this hidden enclave where it seemed no car
had driven through in years.
The road opened into a valley, overlooking a large lake. The sun was low on the
horizon, and painted the sky in deep hues of purple and orange and reflected
off of the lake like a mirror.
“Wow…” Mika breathed.
“Yeah…” The sight was beautiful. And the sky and the colors reflected in Mika’s
blue eyes and made his pale skin seem to glow.
Yuu pulled over then into an empty, grassy spot overlooking the scene. Undoing
his seatbelt, he leaned over to undo Mika’s, his eyes dark and shimmering with
lust, and the green of his eyes outshone every vibrant tree around them. He
turned off the engine, and turned to Mika.
Breathless, Mika leaned in at the same time as Yuu did, and Yuu threaded his
fingers through Mika’s hair as he kissed him hungrily. Their tongues
intertwined and Mika gripped Yuu’s shoulders, wanting to pull him closer,
wanting to feel his weight on him. Their breathed for each other through the
kiss, sucking each other’s tongues and lips and the grabbed and touched and
clenched, nearly clawing at one another through their haze of desire.
“Holyfuckingshit--”Yuu mumbled against Mika’s lips. Then he pulled away and
opened his driver side door and got out.
Mika gaped, dazed, as he watched Yuu round the front of the truck as he stalked
to Mika’s side of the vehicle.
Yuu swung the door open, and hastily yanked Mika out of the passenger seat. “Y-
Yuu-chan--”
Yuu slammed Mika against the closed passenger door, melding their lips together
again. His kiss was desperate, and demanding and not enough for Yuu. He wanted
to be closer. Wanted more of Mika inside of him, to keep forever and never let
him go.
Yuu dropped to his knees, looking up at Mika and he undid his belt and shucked
down his pants and underwear to his ankles.
Mika held onto the truck frame, as if the world was going to tilt on its access
and throw him from it’s surface. He panted and blushed prettily as he stared
down at Yuu working his jeans down his legs and working on his shoes.
“Take these off.” Yuu rasped.
Mika quickly complied, toeing off his boots and kicking his pants off of his
ankles, uncaring of where they landed.
Yuu took Mika’s thick, hard cock in his hand, unsure of how to proceed. He
licked his lips, and watched in fascination as a clear bead of precome rose
from Mika’s slit.
Mika jutted his hips out, eager for the contact. He had received blowjobs
before, but he couldn’t recall what it had felt like. He’d blanked out during
it, as he always had. But now, he wanted to be completely aware. He wanted to
feel every second of this.
Seeing Yuu struggle with what to do, Mika softly said “Lick it, Yuu-chan.”
He did, licking Mika’s cock from his balls to the tip, and delved his tongue
into the slit to taste his precome.
Mika’s eyes rolled in the back of his head. “Holyfuck…” He gasped.
Yuu smiled, and did it again, loving the reactions he was eliciting from the
blonde. He hoped, since he had never sucked a cock before, that his lack of
experience would be overshadowed by enthusiasm. So far, Mika seemed to be
liking his clumsy ministrations.
Drawing from memories of what he had liked while receiving head, he swirled his
tongue around the bulbous crown, tongue his piercing and lightly suckling at
the tip.
“Hah...Y-Yuu...oh yes...please, more Yuu-chan...your m-mouth is--” Mika hummed
as he gripped Yuu’s hair and pushed him further down his length.
Mika’s words and reactions made Yuu’s cock throb painfully. He unzipped his own
jeans to pull his dick out, sighing around Mika’s shaft in relief from the
pressure. Mika gripped his hair and began fucking his mouth, and holy shit I
can feel him pulsing in my throat…
Yuu gagged at the sudden deepthroating. He pulled back, and taking a few deep
breaths, he tried again.
Mika groaned and Yuu sank down on his cock again, his throat working as Yuu
tried not to gag or choke. “Yuu...Yuu...ah! Christ, you're so good...so fucking
good--HAH!” Without warning, the warm coil in his gut snapped and he was
shooting his seed down Yuu’s throat. He tried to push Yuu away in warning, not
wanting him to be angry about taking his come in his mouth. But Yuu gripped
Mika’s hip with a hand and to keep him steady and hummed as he drank him down
and stroked his own cock furiously until his own orgasm shot from him and
landed on the grass between Mika’s feet.
Yuu wiped his mouth as he stood, panting his breaths in tandem with Mika. He
gaped at the blonde and his flushed face. He was so hot when he was spent...
Before Yuu could suggest they get back on the road and to the next town, Mika
opened the passenger side door and gripped Yuu by the arm, shoving him into the
seat, following right behind him.
“Mika…” Yuu said softly. “W-we don't have to do this, if you aren’t ready. I’ll
unders--”
“Yuu-chan, please.” Mila shucked his jacket off and removed his shirt, leaving
him completely naked and straddling Yuu’s lap.
Yuu’s cock immediately began to harden again. Mika was just too fucking hot.
And his thin frame was now rippling with lithe muscle from all the training and
his very being pulsed with power. His spent cock was hardening as well.
Mika brought their foreheads together. “I want this, Yuu. I want you. I want
you inside me. Please…” His voice came out in almost a whimper, and Yuu was
powerless to deny him.
Yuu shimmied his jeans down to his knees, taking the bottle of lubrication from
his pocket before shucking off his own jacket. “Um...I-I need to prepare you,
right?” Fuck, he was so nervous.
Mika smiled. His body was accustomed to receiving anal, and muscle memory
caused his hole to automatically open whenever he got an erection. Granted,
though, it had been a while, and Yuu had even been courteous enough to bring
lube for him. It was so damned cute, how pensive Yuu was over this, so he
decided to go along with it. “Slick up two fingers, and put them in me.” Mika
said.
Yuu gulped, but did as instructed. He circled his lubed finger around Mika’s
hole, feeling the heat from it and the muscle flutter. Holding his breath in
anticipation, Yuu sunk a finger inside of him, feeling the muscles give and
flex around his appendage and he blinked at Mika in fascination.
It felt nothing like a vagina. The walls were firmer, tighter, muchtighter.
“Mika, are you sure?” Yuu wasn’t even sure himself anymore if this was the
right thing to do. “I know you’ve been through alot, and if this is too much or
you start going into lala land, we can stop--”
“I won't, Yuu.” Mika said before giving him a feverish kiss. “I’m right here,
and my mind will stay right here. I want to feel this. I want to feel you.”
Pulse racing, Yuu nodded, and began working his fingers in and out of Mika’s
hole. First one, then two, then he wiggled in a third.
Mika moaned, and began rocking against his fingers, drawing them in deeper.
“Please. Please…” Mika chanted breathlessly. He wanted something bigger,
thicker. He wanted Yuu’s cock. His fingers weren’t quite hitting his sweet
spot. Grabbing the lube, he squeezed some of the contents onto his hands. Yuu
jerked slightly when he grasped his length to slick him. “Now, Yuu. I want you
inside me.”
Mika angled Yuu’s dick at his entrance, waiting for Yuu to comply.
With a dazed look in Yuu’s emerald eyes, he gripped Mika by his prefect round
ass and slowly sank him down on his thick length. Inch, by throbbing inch, Yuu
sheathed himself inside of Mika, and gasped when Mika’s ass was flush against
him and he was completely inside.
It was tight. Very tight. Almost painfully so, in it’s vice like grip. “
Fuckinghell-” Yuu gasped out.
Mika moaned low, and began moving atop him. The feeling of being stretched
burned, but Mika relished it, and was eager for more.
Yuu gripped Mika’s hips harder as the man began to ride his cock, breathing
heavily and stuck in a state of dazed lust as he watched Mika move with his
eyes shut and expression drawn in bliss.
There were no words between them, but their thoughts were the same from their
joining. It felt incredible. Like they were two souls being finally connected
again where they were once wrongfully separated. They felt complete. Whole.
One.
Tears began to sting Yuu’s eyes at the notion and--NO!--there no way Yuu was
going to cry his way through sex.
Despite having come just five minutes prior, he was embarassingly close to
orgasming for a second time. “Mika...Mika! I--you have t-to slow down! I can't-
”
Mika opened his eyes, his misty as well, and he stopped all his movements to
lean in and cup Yuu’s face in his hands. “I love you, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu gasped in response.
And it wasn’t said in lust, or in fear, or after a brush with death or after
being saved. It was said with complete clarity and realization of the
inevitable. Mika loved him, and he’d known it for weeks. And being joined
together like this only made those feelings stronger.
Yuu squeezed him tighter to his chest until he could bury his face in the crook
of Mika’s neck. He could hardly believe what he had heard. Not only had he
acquired a partner, who thought he was noble and brave and fearless. But
apparently, Yuu had become loveable. Yuu never thought anybody would ever
actually lovehim. But the sincerity in Mika’s words left no room for doubt. And
he heart swelled with so much emotion that he could barely keep in inside.
“Dammit, Mika…” Yuu squeezed him harder. I can't...I can’t be in love with him!
All love brought was death, and heartache and pain. Love reaped destruction, it
was dangerous. Teammates weren’t suppose to fall for each other. They weren’t
supposed to even fuck each other! Even though everyone else is.Yoichi and
Shinoa, they both had relations with their partners. That much was made clear
over the course of their two weeks. Why can’t Yuu be free to love who he
wanted.
Because I’m a coward...Even as he thought this, he found himself saying “I love
you too, idiot…”
Mika laughed at Yuu’s coarse confession, even as his heart felt like it was
about to burst from his chest. “You’re such a romantic, Yuu-chan!” He giggled.
“Shut up-” Yuu pulled Mika down for another kiss, and thrusting his hips up to
drive his cock in deeper.
Mika’s giggles quickly turned into a groan when Yuu hit his prostate, and
sending heat flooding to his groin. “Hah...Yuu-chan, again…” He breathed
against his mouth.
He did, again and again, and Yuu grew fascinated by Mika’s reactions when he
angled and stirred his hips a certain way to move his cock inside Mika. He
wondered if it would feel this good with Mika’s dick up his own ass.
“God...Mika, you’re so fucking beautiful…”
Yuu felt Mika smile against his lips. “Yuu-chan...you’re perfect.” He began to
ride him faster. “So perfect-nng!--you feel so good! Yuu-chan--I-I love you--f-
fuuuck!” He was riding Yuu hard, bouncing and grinding on his dick as Yuu
gasped and groaned beneath him. It had never felt like this before. Mika had
always had his headspace, in order to escape from sex. But there was no way to
escape this. And no reason he wanted to. Feeling Yuu inside him, moving with
him, felt like being completed. Two puzzle pieces clicking together. His love
for Yuu burned so hot, he thought he’s catch fire. And that burning desire
moved to his groin and sent wave after wave of pure ecstasy throughout his
body. He’d always been able to control his own body, but now he was helpless to
hold back his reactions. Much like the blowjob, his orgasm was instantly upon
him. He grit his teeth and fought to hold onto the edge. “I c-can’t hold on
Yuu! I-I’m going to come! I’m g-going to--”
At Mika’s words, he thrust into him deeper, harder, making the blonde cry out
his name as he felt Mika’s ass clench tightly around him. Yuu nearly turned
into a puddle of bliss as he came, violently, painting Mika’s channel with his
hot seed as he continued pistoning beneath him. “Ohmygod holy shit!”Yuu
groaned. The waves of pleasure carried on and on, and he thought his high would
never come back down.
Mika was a shuddering mess as he slumped against Yuu’s chest, smiling as Yuu
wrapping his arms securely around him. “Wow…” Mika gasped out.
“Yeah..” Yuu said in the same panting, breathless tone. He brain still building
castles in the sky. “Fucking wow is right…”
Mika laughed, leaning back to look down at Yuu. His eyes were watery and his
hair was a fucked up, sweaty mess. He knew he looked just as debauched and
fucked out as Yuu was. And Mika couldn’t be happier. Yuu had given him so much.
Gave him a home, a partner, a job and friends, and himself. Yuu gave himself
freely to him, and Mika was humbled by it. He wanted to give this man
everything of himself in return.
“For so long…” Yuu panted. “I’ve wanted you for so long. You’re fucking
amazing, Mika.” He brought his dead down for another searing kiss. “I love you,
Mika.” He said softly. Maybe he didn’t love him fully, or consumingly in the
way Mika loved Yuu. But Yuu could recognize that something was there. If it
wasn’t love, what else could it be? It was lodged in his heart, and Yuu didn’t
want this feeling to end.
Mika’s cock twitched again at Yuu’s words, and he clenched around him as he
felt Yuu’s own length begin the stiffen for the third time that day. Mika
ground his come soaked hole down on Yuu, stirring him and coaxing his dick to
full hardness again.
Yuu looked at Mika, seeing the mischevious glint in his eyes. With a smirk, Yuu
finally tore off his own shirt and boots and gripped Mika’s hips to pull him
into the backseat of the truck for round two and three.
Chapter End Notes
     So ya! This happened!
     So, I know many of Yuu wanted Mika to top. But it didn't feel natural
     to force it. I wrote this two different ways, and I personally
     preferred Mika being bottom first. BUT! I'm going to have Mika top
     soon!
     This sex scene was pretty mellow compared to my future ones. But it
     was their first time, and they're in love and aint that shit just too
     fucking cute to make so dirty?
     So I tried to keep it light.
     Plot will carry on in next chapter. But I hope you enjoyed this
     tidbit of relationship development :)
     (Prepare your bodies for some future angst)
***** Give me Power *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey my lovely readers!!!
     OMG this is almost at 20k hits and over 100 bookmarks and over 1000
     Kudos?! You guys are crazy!!!
     I love you all! xoxoxo
     Lol ok so anywho! This chapter was originally over 20 pages once I
     was done. So I split it into two so I can update faster for you guys.
     But this chapter shows Mika's inner turmoil and him coming into his
     own powers.
     Hope you enjoy!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Yuu sighed in relief when the finally made it into the town they were supposed
to be staying around 10PM. The trip had taken much longer, for obvious reasons,
and Yuu felt himself nodding off once in awhile as he drove. Mika slept soundly
in the passenger seat, although he would shift and wiggle his ass uncomfortably
in his sleep. Yuu blushed, knowing why Mika was resting fitfully. Yuu had
filled him up with so much of his come, it had to be dripping out of him.
They changed into new clothes after their lovemaking, and Yuu stopped as soon
as they spotted a gas station to go and clean themselves up a bit before the
next long stretch of road.
But that didn’t mean that Mika felt entirely clean, because as soon as Yuu
opened the door to the hotel, Mika burst inside, dropping his duffel on the
floor and heading to the bathroom. He turned the water on scalding hot before
removing his clothes and stepped under the hot spray of water. Instantly, he
skin turned pink from the heat.
“You fucked up now, Mika.”  Krul peered inside his head.  “I must say, though,
your fuck session was pretty hot. Now that’s all Yuu is going to want from
you.”
“Shut up.” Mika whispered. “Stay out of my head when I’m with Yuu. What we do
is none of your business!”
“Oh but it is. I can’t simply switch off my eyes of turn away. I see what you
see. Too bad I can’t feel what you feel though. It seemed like you were
enjoying yourself immensely!”
“That’s enough!” Mika hated that the demon inside of him witnessed them
copulating. She was right, he  was  a whore. He’d taken Yuu into him, not once,
but thrice. He let Yuu use his body and slake himself on him, and he’d gotten
off from it. Gotten off on being beneath him, and from the feel of Yuu-chan
thrusting hard into him.
He loved Yuu, and Yuu had said the same. Though, part of Mika doubted his
former master’s admission.
Now he felt like he’d erred in his judgment. And Krul kept feeding his doubt.
Is this really all I’m good for? Is Yuu-chan only going to see me in a sexual
way, and not as his partner anymore?
There was a knock at the bathroom door, but before Mika could reply it swung
open and Yuu stepped inside.
“Your master wants more, see? You ruined everything Mika. You’re nothing but a
fucktoy to him now.”
Shut the fuck up, Krul!
“Hey, Mika?” Yuu asked from the other side of the shower curtain. “You
alright?”
“Y-yeah…” Mika’s voice shook slightly, and he hated how unsure he sounded.
There was a pause, Yuu began undressing and pulled back the shower curtain to
step inside the tub with Mika. “Oi! Holy shit! Are you trying to boil
yourself?” Yuu adjusted the water to a more comfortable temperature then tilted
his head back to let the water wash over him.
Mika stared in bewilderment, confused and uneasy about how casual Yuu was
acting while in the shower with him. In another circumstance, Mika would have
welcomed Yuu’s company. But with his head filled with so much doubt and so many
questions, that Mika become uncharacteristically uncomfortable.
And Yuu noticed. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “Would you rather shower alone?”
Mika shook his head. “N-no...it’s fine.” He wouldn’t dare ask Yuu to leave. He
finally had him close, he just had to stop with his overthinking…
Yuu studied him, seeming to get a sense of what was bothering Mika. He cupped
his face, forcing Mika’s bright blue eyes to meet his. “Look, Mika, this
changed nothing ok? You’re still my partner. My teammate. If you’re thinking
that I think any less of you now, then think again.” Feeling emboldened, Yuu
leaned in and took his mouth into a possessive, heated kiss. His spent cock
tried to twitch to life in interest, but Yuu knew that now wasn’t the time.
Mika’s face heated as his heart fluttered at Yuu’s words. He was happy to know
that Yuu still thought of him as a teammate, and didn’t think of him as whore.
Krul obviously did…
She cackled in his head, and Mika flinched at the sounds.
Yuu drew back, studying him. Mika’s pupils blew wide and contracted
intermittently. Yuu noticed him flinching and gritting his teeth, seeming to
get irritated at nothing in particular. “It’s your demon, isn't it?” Yuu asked.
“Is she talking to you while you’re conscious?”
Mika gave him a startled look, then relaxed and nodded his head.
That wasn’t good. Asura had done the same, had taunted Yuu and pushed him to
the edge of sanity. It was enough to have your own thoughts in your head, let
alone the thoughts of a demon…
Yuu sighed. “What’s she saying?”
“She’s...she keeps taunting me…” Mika flinched when his head was filled again
with Krul’s laughter. “Sh-she calls me a whore...and that what we did was the
result of my past, and that I’m still nothing more than a slave and--”
“Oh god…” Yuu interrupted and pulled Mika close. Despite their nudity, Yuu
wasn’t embarrassed, and neither was Mika anymore. “I-I’m so sorry!” Yuu
pleaded. “I thought...I thought you wanted this. Wanted  me.  I wouldn’t have
touched you otherwise!”
Mika shook his head against Yuu’s shoulder. “I did...I wanted it, Yuu-chan. I
promise you that I did…”
Yuu pulled away from the embrace. “Wash up and get dressed. I’ll meet you in
the room.” You commanded, his voice more stern that Mika had ever heard it.
Yuu quickly washed his body and hair and hopped out of the shower, leaving Mika
alone with his much longer bathing regime. And to clean his asshole of Yuu’s
come…
Once Mika was done, he went back into the hotel room with only his towel on.
Seeing Yuu dressed in nothing but sweatpants and sitting on the bed-a king
sized bed and the only bed in the room-and looking at his phone, Mika padded to
his duffel to pull out a pair of his own clean sweatpants, then went to the bed
to join Yuu. He felt nervous, and wondered why Yuu had gotten them a room with
only one bed.  Because he wants to sleep together now... They haven't slept
together since staying in Guren’s bunker after that first night…
Yuu looked up from his phone when Mika sat on the bed. “Ok, so here’s the
deal..” He sat up on his haunches, abs glistening in the low light and briefly
distracting Mika from Yuu’s words. “Mika?”
“Y-Yes?” Mika looked back on into his eyes.
“What’s happening to you, it isn’t good. Your demon needs to learn to mind
their own business. Even though they could see what we see, they have no right
to comment on it. They serve us as our weapons, not as our commentators.”
Mika blinked at him. “Y-you mean...like a slave?”
Yuu flinched. He hated that word, knowing where Mika came from. But he wasn’t
going to sugar coat it. “Kind of. They are our swords, and our source of power.
But they are not a conscience. They’re  demons . Nothing they say is meant to
ease or sooth our minds as humans, they will reap doubt and mistrust and you
have to block it out, Mika. You’re newly bonded, and she will try to sway your
trust and thoughts.”
“Like Yuu is trying to sway your thoughts and trust?”  Krul peered in his head.
Mika shook away the stray voice.
Yuu gave him a sad look. After the day they’ve had; the laughing, smiling,
touching, playing and lovemaking...he didn't want the night to end this way.
Yuu hadn’t felt this happy in a long time. And he genuinely thought that Mika
wanted him--hell the man had said he loved him! And the fact that Mika was was
withdrawing again, and possibly being influenced by his demon, stung. He had to
find some middle ground, a way to reconcile their situation, a difficult as
fuck situation. Mika had been a pleasure slave... of course  he’d feel used
after being fucked.
“Bite me, Mika.”
Mika blanched. “W-what?”
“I’m going to have my demon talk to yours.” Yuu trusted his demon, to an extent
of course. Asura had saved his life many times, and had even protected Yuu’s
squad when Yuu had gone berserk. His demon liked his relationship with Mika. He
could feel it. And since apparently the demons were siblings, maybe Asura could
talk some sense into Krul. Mika’s demon had never been a vessel for a demon
weapon before, and likely felt trapped and angry.
But...there was another reason Yuu wanted Mika in his head again; he could feed
him emotions into Mika’s own mind, and show him that his intentions were pure.
That he had nothing to fear from them being intimate together.
Still, Mika protested. “I can't hurt you again, Yuu-chan...I won't!”
Yuu rolled his eyes. “Mika, i’ve been bitten by at least a  dozen  vampires.”
Mika eyed his neck at the statement.
“I don’t scar from it, and neither will you if you get hurt. But that doesn’t
mean I haven't been injured. I’ve been shot, stabbed, cut open, organs ruptured
and have been set on fire...you  biting  me won't hurt me, Mika.”
Mika went pale, imaging the amount of pain and agony Yuu had been through. His
eyes misted with tears.  Am here I am, thinking that being whipped and caned
was bad…  “H-how did…” Mika swallowed thickly. “How...did you survive? How
could you  cope  with that?!”
Yuu shrugged. “Honestly? My demon helps me to forget the pain, once I become
conscious again after he heals me. He blocks out memories of any agony, leaving
only important details. That’s what your demon is  for,  Mika. She is supposed
to serve you, but also be your partner and protect you. Not sow doubt and cause
you inner turmoil!”
Mika gritted his teeth, eyes dropping to his hands in his lap, regretting his
choice in demon…
“Don't.” Yuu said. “Don’t blame the demon, it’s her nature. You need to form a
relationship. And it may take some time. My demon stays dormant unless I call
to him, so he can't hear or see what I see all the time unless I want him to.
We have a mutual trust. And you and yours will too. It’s a form of respect. And
Asura has come a long way since we first bonded. So let him talk with Krul.
Trust me, i’ll be listening.” Yuu tilted his head. “Well? Come on, bring your
demon to the forefront of your consciousness.”
With a huff, Mika tried. He’d never consciously brought forth his demon before.
Yuu did it effortlessly, his amount of control astounding. Mika, found it
difficult. He closed his eyes and concentrated. I thought of it as the times he
had tried to blank out during sex as a slave. Finding his subspace, he felt
Kruls presence, and with his mind, grasped onto her being and pulled her forth,
allowing her partial control. His veins burned like fire and his body felt off,
invaded, his mind felt fuzzy.
When Mika’s eyes opened, they were red. And he noticed Yuu’s weapon was
clutched in his hand, ready to defend himself. A low growl escaped Mika’s
throat, obviously not his own, but his demon’s.
“I won't  ever  use my weapon to harm you, Mika. I promise. Only to block you
from attacking me. Ok? Draw the demon back, control your body.”
Mika trusted his words. Mika began to pant from the strain. Krul obviously
wanted very badly to take control, if only for a couple of short minutes.
Still sitting on the bed, Yuu put his sword on the floor next to him, holding
his arms out wide. “C’mere, Mika. I got you. You’re safe…”
After a moment of violent shaking, he was able to push Krul back enough to
completely control his own limbs again, yet she remained in the forefront, he
was able to feel her presence strongly, as well as her emotions. Which felt
angry.
Mika crawled to Yuu, straddling his lap and hugging him close, resting his lips
against Yuu’s hot, smooth neck. The same neck he’d licked and sucked at earlier
as they writhed against each other. Now he was expected to peirce that lovely
golden skin?
“Go ahead. Don’t be afraid.” Yuu whispered, cupping the back of Mika’s head.
A few tears slipped out of Mika’s eyes as he opened his mouth wide, wincing as
his canines elongated into needle sharp fangs and sunk them slowing and gently
into Yuu’s neck.
As soon as Mika’s demon’s fangs penetrated his skin, Yuu commanded his demon.
Knock him out, Asuramaru.  He did, and Mika slumped against him as he demon
ripped away Mika’s consciousness, leaving Krul alone with Yuu and Asura in
Yuu’s mind.
 
.
Yuu watched as Asura sat perched on Yuu’s sword, looking down at his pink
haired sister. As Yuu had expected, Krul was pissed.
“Having fun?” Asura asked.
“What the hell, brother?!” Krul hissed. “You let this filthy  human  use you to
trick your own family?!”
Asura snickered. “ Family?  What kind of sister are you? You’re endangering
me.”
Krul blinked. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“You need to stop, Krul.” Yuu cut in, but Krul barely acknowledged him.
“Yuuichiro is right. You’re going to get yourself killed. And more importantly,
get  me  killed!” Asura stated  incredulously.
Krul scoffed. “I’m stronger than the vampires. And We were supposed to be
working together, remember? Together, we can kill Ferid!”
“Not if you’re torturing your host.” Asura said plainly.
Krul was silent for a moment.
Asura continued. “You expect your host to be able to slay Ferid, when he’s
constantly stricken with stress and can’t concentrate. You’re fucking with him,
and you know it.”
“He denies what he is.” Krul argues. “He insists what he’s thinking and feeling
isn’t a result of him being a slave. And it’s galling! I’m a slave to a slave!”
“You’re his partner, Krul!” Yuu yelled. “Just as he is mine! He’s not a slave.
And you don’t have to be one either. You can be forced to submit like a slave,
or you can willingly help. Either way,  you’re  the one denying what you are!”
Krul bared her teeth, tensing to pounce on Yuu and tear his manifestation
apart. But she couldn’t harm Yuu in any way in his own mind. Especially with
Asura placing invisible barriers around his own host.
“What other options do we have, sister? We’re demons of vessels. And were lucky
enough to be vesseled in a weapon. If you ask me, serving as a weapon, using
our power to do what we do best? It’s better than burning for eternity in the
deepest circles of hell…”
Nobody spoke for a while, and Krul appeared pensive. Finally, she spoke up.
“You’re pathetic, brother.” She scowled at him from under her bangs. “You could
have possessed him, but you chose to  serve?  All you had to do was  break
him!”
Asura snorted. “Trust me, I’ve tried for a long time. Every once in awhile, I
still give him a refresher course, see if he can still resist. It’s a little
game we play.” Asura winked at Yuu.
Yuu rolled his eyes. Asura’s games were annoying at best. His demon knew all
too well that he couldn’t break. He was too hardheaded and stubborn, even by
demon standards.
“But, even  if  I managed to break Yuu, think of who he works for. He’d be
killed, along with  me.  And I’m not exactly looking forward to hell. I rather
keep my host alive for as long as possible, and avoid the whole fire and
brimstone bullshit.”
“If you don't respect Mika and I, if you won’t give him peace and do the job
you signed up for, I can and  will  exorcise you to Hell. Mika could always
find a new demon to make a contract with once you’re expelled, if that’s what
he wishes. You’re replaceable. But you want your revenge.”
“Fine!” Krul huffed. “I’ll retreat. I won’t talk to him when he’s awake.”
Yuu shook his head. “When he calls on you, then you can talk to him.”
Krul bristled at being commanded by this arrogant human. “And what makes you
think I won't possess him in his sleep and end you?!”
Yuu raised a brow. “Because you’d be killing your own brother.”
“You’d let him send me to Hell!” Krul shouted at Asura.
“I can’t control his actions, Krul. This human here, he is stronger than most.
I can't possess him to stop him.” Asura looked pleading and hopped down from
the sword, walking over to Krul and placing his hands on her shoulders.
“Please, sister. We’re finally together again. And yeah, we’re serving humans
as their weapons, but at least we aren't dead yet. And now that, by some crazy
fate these two humans brought us together again, we can destroy to bastard who
did this to us.”
Krul’s shining red eyes looked up at her brother. She remembered how arrogant
he had once been. He was brazen and reckless, much like the human who hosted
him. She sighed in irritation.
“You  chose  to help your human, remember? So help me, by helping him. Or worse
fates await us…”
A chill skittered up Krul’s back. She may be damned, but she’d be  damned  if
she let herself be exorcised and tortured in hell for all eternity. Her little
brother was right. This situation was  scarcely  better. But she’d have to make
do. “Fine. I’ll...appease...my human host. But I get at least one conversation
alone with my brother every week!”
Yuu figured it couldn’t do much harm. Neither demon could ever possess him
fully. And neither wanted to die. They were at a stalemate. “Do me a favor
first, Krul.”
Krul’s eyes narrowed on him, waiting for him to continue.
“When you go back into Mika’s subconscious, take this to him…” Yuu
concentrated, letting his emotions well up and feed into Krul’s being; His
happiness at seeing Mika smile, seeing his laugh, his possessiveness and
protectiveness over him, his lust for him and need for Mika’s companionship…
It made Krul want to gag, but Yuu didn’t care. “Deliver this to him. I want him
to feel how I feel about him.”
“Gods in heaven...you’re such a fucking dork.”
Yuu smiled and shrugged. He didn’t care what these demons thought of him, he
just didn’t want Mika to feel like Yuu was using him. He wanted him to know how
much he cared. And what better way to let him know, than to feed him those
emotions and thoughts? “Whenever you’re finished talking to Asura, you deliver
that to him. I’ll know if you don't.”
And with that, Yuu faded back to consciousness.
.
 
Mika slept soundly next to him, making Yuu smile. His neck burned from the
bite, but Asura was already healing him. There was a drop of his own blood on
Mika’s bottom lip, and without thinking, he leaned in to lick it away, the lick
turning into a deep kiss.
Mika moaned in his sleep, but didn't wake, and for some reason, tasting his
blood on Mika’s mouth felt incredibly erotic…
Yuu shook himself. They still had a job to do tomorrow. He pulled the covers
over them, wrapping his arms around Mika’s sleeping form as he sighed in
contentment and let himself finally rest.
 
 
***
 
 
“Rise and shine!” Yuu shouted, jolting Mika out of bed.
Mika panted as he got his bearings, gaping at his surroundings and at Yuu.
Yuu canted his head at his bewildered expression. “Something wrong?” He asked.
Honestly? Mika wasn’t sure. He remembered biting Yuu last night, then
nothingness. Now he awoke with some strange feelings inside of him. Feelings
that weren’t his own. “Wh-what happened to me?” He croaked, licking his lips
and grimacing when he still tasted the coppery essence of blood.
Yuu ran a hand through his messy hair, looking sheepish. “I uh...kind of had a
talk with your demon. The bitch is spiteful, but she’s not stupid, I’ll give
her that.”
Mika narrowed his eyes on Yuu. “What kind of conversation?”
“Basically threatened her. I know she’s been fucking with your head. If she
continues to, you have to tell me alright?”
“What kind of threat?” Mika was still skeptical, even though he no longer felt
her presence weighing in his mind, threatening to overcrowd him like she
usually did. She was more underlying.
Yuu hesitated to answer before saying, “Look, Mika. As of now, she’s not a
threat to you or me. But having a demon on your shoulder whispering in your ear
constantly, well...it can cause madness. And it could get you, me, or other
teammates killed. If you start to go mad, I’ll have to exorcise her. Plain and
simple.”
Mika blinked at him. He never really realized how twitchy and on edge he had
been since he made the contract. Like everything was being experienced through
a demonic filter. But his mind felt more clear, and he realized that he had
been placing doubt in Yuu. Had been mistrusting the man’s motives and causing
unnecessary tension just because they’d had sex. Yuu cared about him, he could
feel it in his very being, like a warm blanket wrapped around his heart. He
felt closer to the man than ever, as it should be after what they’d done
together. It felt good to know that Yuu would save him and take care of him if
the demon made he lose control. “Thank you, Yuu-chan…” He smiled softly. “I
just figured you’d kill me if something like that happened.”
Yuu closed the distance between them, and for a second, Mika thought he was
going to be kissed. But instead, Yuu thumped Mika’s forehead, hard. “Stupid.”
Then walked to his duffle to pull out a folder, setting it on the table. “Get
dressed, we gotta go over some of our mission details.”
Mika blushed, feeling kind of stupid, before he got up and dressed for the
mission. The long sleeves of his black shirt felt tighter on his arms since
he’d last worn it a month ago, and he noticed how much more muscle he had put
on since then. Maybe he could buy new clothes once their mission was done…
“Mika?”
Mika turned back towards Yuu and made his way to the small table where Yuu was
sitting and looking at a file. Yuu plopped a drawing down on the table, along
with a facts sheet. Mika’s eyes widened at the artist's rendition of a
horrifying looking monster. “W-what the hell...?”
“This, is called a Four Horsemen.” Yuu said plainly.
Mika snapped his eyes up to Yuu’s. “Like...THE Four horsemen?”
“Yeah.”
He looked back down at the picture. “But...but this is…”
“Yeah I know.” Yuu interrupted. “Obviously they aren’t  actual  horsemen.
They’re a manifestation of what the horsemen represent; Death, Hunger, War and
Famine. They started appearing all over the world, around the same time the
vampires surfaced decades ago.”
Mika looked over the fact sheet about the monsters. “Think there’s a connection
with that?”
“Well, the world nearly ended around that time. They aren’t called the Four
Horsemen of The Apocalypse for nothing. And what’s more? They only attack
humans.”
Mika’s brows drew together. “So...you’re saying that they’re on the vamp’s
side?!”
Yuu shrugged. “I’m sure that there’s a reason behind it. The vamps don’t
control them, they just aren't threatened by them. My theory is, the Horsemen
can sense their power, and know it’s a losing fight. And our power isn’t out in
the open all the time like the vamps. So we’re able to get close enough to take
them out.”
Mika felt a chill run down his spine. They were supposed to get  close  to
these things?! They looked like no animal Mika had ever seen. Black and white
in color a odd patterns, arms that looked like wings, and a gaping vertical
mouth with several rows of razor sharp teeth. It appeared as if the creature
didn’t even have eyes. “How are we supposed to kill it…?”
“As scary as they look, they’re basically mindless and easy to outsmart. We cut
it open with the cursed weapon and they’ll die pretty quickly.” Yuu seemed
entirely too calm about this.
“Aren’t...you’re not afraid of these things?” Mika asked.
“They aren’t as terrifying as the vampires, Mika. The strong vampires? Nearly
impossible to kill. Horsemen aren’t creatures to take lightly, but reports say
that there’s only one. You and I will be able to take it out. Just follow me
lead and watch my back, ok?”
As nervous as Mika was, his confidence was infectious. And it made Mika feel a
little better. “Ok…”
 
 
***
 
 
The Horseman was reported being seeing 10 miles outside of the town in the
surrounding forests. Which was way too close for comfort for the townspeople.
The town was currently under a strict curfew, which Yuu found ridiculous. The
horsemen could attack at any time of day or night. It didn’t matter to them.
Currently walking through the woods with Mika, hands resting on the swords at
their hip, all was silent.
Mika stopped walking for a second to stop and listen. “Are you sure they’re
even--”
“Shh.” Yuu stopped walking as well. He looked around warily. The forest was
dense. A creature as big as a Horseman wouldn’t even be able to maneuver
through these woods...Yuu strained to listen for something, anything. It was
too  quiet… Get ready.” Yuu said.
A second later an unholy screech sounded, making them want to cover their ears,
then the crashing sound of trees rang through the forest as the foliage began
to sway and collapse.
“Don’t get crushed!” Yuu yelled back at Mika as he dodged falling limbs.
The monster burst through the treeline. And Mika tilted his head up, and
up...His blood froze. The thing was  huge.  As big as a three story house--
“Mika!” Yuu yelled. “Stay sharp!”
Just as he said it, a large tree almost fell on him. Mika barely dodged it.
Taking a few gasping breaths, Mika said “Ok, Krul...let’s do this.” He could
feel Krul move to the forefront, filling him with power, making his veins
alight with electricity. He could never get used to the feeling of the demonic
power coursing through him.
He rushed towards the creature, amazed that Yuu was able to bob and weave and
dodge the monster's swiping attacks. He watched as Yuu vaulted into the air,
impossibly high, flipping forwards for moment before plunging his sword into
the Horseman's head. Or...where Mika thought it's head was.
The monster screeched again when Yuu pulled his sword free a blood sprayed out
like a fountain. Even after that, the thing still didn't die.
Mika was rushing to assist hi and land a few blows of his own, vaulting over
fallen logs as he pursued the monster--there was more crashing to his left. 'Oh
god...another one!'
"Yuu-chan!" he yelled. The second Horseman was coming right for him. He
sprinted for the thing, rabbit quick and vision blurring from how fast his was
running. "Krul!" The vines snaked up his wrist and cut into his skin, bleeding
him and turning the blade crimson. He jumped into the air, surprised by the
amount of height he'd gotten. He hovered midair for a moment, and Mika felt an
instinctive urge to swing the sword, even though the blade wasn't anywhere near
the Horseman's flesh yet. When he did, slashes of red light shot from the
weapon, dozens of them slicing the Monster to ribbons.
Blood sprayed everywhere, and Mika landed on the other side of the monster as
it crumpled and shrieked as it died.
Mika's entire body shook from the power he'd just exerted. That had never
happened before. He looked down at his sword, the biting thorns releasing from
his hand and slithering back into the hilt. Then he snapped back to the
present. "Yuu!" He turned around to see Yuu walking towards him, looking like
he hadn't even broken a sweat.
Yuu's eyes were wide in shock as he sheathed his own sword, the first Horseman
twitching in the throes of death behind him.
"Holy shit!" Yuu said. "Where'd you learn to do that?!"
Mika sheathed his sword, still a bit bewildered and awed at how much power he
held in his hands. He'd slain that monster with one fucking swipe! "I-I don't
know...It just...kind of happened. Um...what happened? What was that?"
"Looked like your demon powers. Though, it takes a lot longer, and a lot more
training, to be able to have it manifest. But you were able to do that?"
Mika blushed, feeling embarrassed for some reason. "I...guess so?"
Yuu slapped Mika on the back. "Ha! That's awesome! Good work Mika! I didn't
even see that second one coming! It you weren't there, they might have killed
me."
Mika could hardly believe that, but he flushed further at the praise.
 
 
***
 
 
Yuu called Guren on the drive back to the town. "Yo. The job's done."
"Easy money." Guren replied. "Take a load off for a day or so, I'll find you
something else. Your bounty will be transferred tonight."
"Might wanna make that two bounties." Yuu stated.
Guren snorted. "You think I'll pay you double?! You're insane."
"I'm talking about Mika's bounty. He gets his own separate amount. And he gets
just as much as me."
"And why is that?" Guren asked incredulously.
"You told me that there was only one Horseman. There were two. And Mika took
one out on his own. Lucky he was there, huh? You can confirm with the local
police here when they go to clean up the bodies if you don't believe me."
Yuu heard Guren curse under his breath. "Fine. Two bounties after they are
confirmed. And Mikaela needs to open an account. Rest up. And look for another
email in a couple of days."
After Yuu hung up, he beamed at Mika. "Hey, you hungry? Let's go get something
to eat before we head back to the hotel."
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The owner of the diner they stopped at recognized them from the News; Images of
them flashed on the television screen, accompanied with the dead Horsemen
during some News coverage about how the town was safe once again. For this,
they got free meals and drinks for the rest of their trip, which Yuu accepted
unabashed.
Mika didn't like the attention, but Yuu assured him that it was the perks of
the job. Every once in awhile, you could become a hero for a small population
of people.
"It's not always the case, though. Sometimes buildings get destroyed, or
innocent people get killed. And they blame you for it. So take the positive
attention while it lasts." Yuu told him. "Because it doesn't last forever."
After a filling meal, and a couple of drinks, they headed back to the hotel.
Mika felt drained from expelling so much energy, and they both were still
pretty filthy.
They showered separately, and since it was still early, Yuu decided to take
advantage of the hotel's pay per view and rent a movie, since it was still was
fairly early in the night.
Halfway through the movie though, they ended up cuddled together in the center
of the large bed, both in nothing but their underwear as they felt one another
up. Yuu was rock hard and burning hot as they lay side by side, grinding their
blood-thickened lengths against each other and twined their tongues. Yuu’s dick
twitched every time his teeth clicked over Mika’s tongue piercing.
Yuu groaned when Mika got grabby and squeezed one of his asscheeks, the tips of
his long fingers brushing over the seam. “Mika…” Yuu breathed against his
mouth.
“S-sorry…” He removed his hand.
And Yuu found, he didn’t want him to stop. He was curious. Mika’s reactions
when he had taken Yuu up his own had been the hottest thing he’d ever seen. And
Mika appeared to love the feeling of it. Yuu wanted to know what it felt like.
And he suspected, that maybe Mika would like it if he was the one doing the
fucking. How bad could it be?
“Mika...I-I want you…”
Mika smiled against his mouth. “I can tell, Yuu-chan.” He palmed Yuu’s cock.
“Want me to ride you again?”
Yuu shook his head. “No, I...I want you to do it to me.”
Mika pulled back to look at his face, unsure if he had heard him right. “What?”
Yuu smiled at him, mischievously. “I want you to fuck my ass.”
Mika’s eyes widened. “N-no! Yuu-chan...I don't--I don't think that’s a good
idea.” He sat back on his haunches, leaving Yuu chilled and wanting to pull him
close again.
“Why not?” Yuu sat up as well.
“That--you’re my...you  were,  my master, Yuu. That’s just, I can’t do that to
do.”
Yuu snorted. “It’s not fair, if I’m the one who keeps topping you. Besides, I
wanna know what it feels like-”
“It hurts.” Mika said. “At first. It hurts.”
Yuu rolled his eyes. “I’m a vampire hunter, Mika. I think I had handle a little
pain.”
Mika raised a brow. “A  little?”
“Y-you know what I mean!”
Mika couldn’t help but smile at Yuu’s embarrassment and flushed face. “You sure
you want this?”
After a moment’s hesitation, and what seemed as if Yuu was taking Mika’s large
dick into account, he nodded.
“Ok…” Mika sighed. If Yuu really wanted to try this, then Mika would try to
make it as painless as possible for him. “Lay on your stomach.”
Yuu blinked at him, they’d always done it facing each other so far.
“It’s the easiest way.” Mika explained.
Yuu turned onto his belly, propping his elbows and chest up on the pillows.
Truth be told, Yuu was kind of grateful for the position; his nerves and
embarrassment of being so exposed when Mika began sliding down his boxers made
his face flame out of control. He nearly jumped, when he felt his deft fingers
slide along his asscrack.
“Spread your legs, Yuu-chan.” Mika said huskily.
When he did, Mika grasped his hips, propping Yuu up on his knees and opening
him up for him.  Oh god, this is so embarrassing.  Yuu buried his burning face
in the pillows, about to back out of all of this. But then he felt Mika’s large
hands smoothing down the small of his back, his hips, palming the globes of his
ass.
“You’re so good to me, Yuu-chan. Thank you for this gift…”
Yuu wanted to laugh, and cry, and smack the blonde for being such a fucking
sap. But most of all, his words made him want to continue. He wanted to do this
for Mika. Give him a semblance of power and control.
“I’m going to stick a finger in you now. Open you. Just say the word, and I’ll
stop.” Mika whispered right against his ear.
Yuu really wished Mika wouldn’t narrate. He tensed when he felt a lube slicked
finger prodding at his asshole.
“Relax.” Mika said, rubbing a free hand up and down his flank. “It’ll hurt more
if you don't.”
Yuu remembered Yoichi’s words-little bastard-and relaxed his muscles. He yelped
against the pillow when Mika’s finger slid all the way in. It burned slightly,
but it wasn’t too bad. He didn’t see what the big deal was.
Mika began pumping that finger in and out, twirling it against the walls of his
insides, seemingly searching for something. It felt weird, almost like he was
constipated, and he grossed him out a little. Then Mika inserted a second
finger, and the burning intensified. Mika’s fingers wriggled a bit more,
pressing against him and-- “HAH!”
“There it is.” Mika smiled.
Yuu panted. “What the hell was that?!”
Mika stroked the bundle of nerves with the pads of his fingers again. “This?”
He tapped it, making Yuu gasp and can't his hips back for more.
“Y-yeah…” He groaned.

 “It’s your prostate, Yuu-chan.” Mika’s breathing was heavy. “I’ll make this
good for you, I promise. I’ll be gentle.”
Gentle?  Yuu wasn’t some delicate porcelain doll. He didn’t want gentle. He
wanted to be  fucked.  If Mika could take it, so could he. “D-don't act like I
can't handle this, Mika. You’re not going to break me!”
Mika paused for a moment, making Yuu squirm as he kept his fingers against his
prostate, but keeping them frustratingly still. “Maybe gentle wasn’t the right
word. I’ll be... careful.”
Yuu groaned low. “Dammit, Mika. Just fuck me!”
Mika bent over Yuu’s back, nipping at his neck and shoulder, making Yuu shudder
when he finally began rubbing at his prostate again and scissoring his fingers,
trying to stretch the demanding Yuu as much as he could with him being so
impatient.
When Mika removed his fingers, Yuu felt strangely empty. It was a weird
sensation. He felt movement behind him, and Yuu looked back just in time to see
Mika slicking his cock with lube. His piercing glinted in the low light, making
Yuu swallow. He was way in over his head.
He faced the pillow again, clenching it in his fists when he felt the blunt tip
of Mika’s cock prodding at his entrance. “Just...try to relax. This might feel
a little...weird.”
Yuu gasped when the head slid in smoothly. “HAH! FUCK!” He clenched in
reaction, the piercing felt cold inside of his and rubbed right inside his
entrance.
Mika rubbed his hands around Yuu’s ass, gripping the cheeks and spreading him
wider. “Oh god...Yuu-chan…” He panted. “N-never...never felt anything so…” He
pushed in a little more. “Nng! Oh fuck, you feel so good…”
Yuu’s wilting erection twitched, listening to Mika moan sharply. Feeling the
crown of his dick push deeper inside.
It hurt. It  really  fucking hurt. He couldn’t compare it to any other pain
he’d ever experienced. This was an entirely different sensation. But he’d
gotten this far, how much worse could it get?
Apparently, the answer was  much worse.  Yuu’s fingernails ripped the pillow
open from gripping it so hard, and he was almost positive he was being split in
half, by the time Mika’s thick, long cock was seated all the way in.
Mika remained very still once he was sheathed, panting heavily with his own
nails digging into Yuu’s skin.
The pain finally,  finally,  began to ebb after a few minutes. And Yuu wasn’t
entirely sure he liked this. He felt too full, stretched beyond his limit. But
when Mika slowly began pulling out, only to press back into him, the head of
his cock dragged against his prostate, and Yuu saw stars. And he at once knew
why people did this.
“ Holyfuckingshit!  Ah! Again!” Yuu pleaded. Wanting more of that delicious
stimulation.
Mika stirred his hips, stretching him a bit more then pulled out again and
ground his shaft back into him.
Yuu’s cock stiffened impossibly hard, drooling precome all over the blankets.
“Hah...Mika! Nng! Faster! Faster!”
Mika was already on the verge of coming. Any faster and he’d lose it. He
paused, reaching around to grasp Yuu’s dripping dick, slicking his crown with
his own precome and stroking more out of him.
“Mika--I--don’t touch it! I’m gonna--”
Mika let go, making Yuu whine low in his throat. Feeling his orgasm wane
slightly, he began pumping his hips in short, snapping successions.
Each drag of Mika’s shaft against the sweet spot inside of him made searing
heat course through his blood and sparks light up his vision. There was still
some pain, but the mingled pleasure made him feel desperate for more. Made him
feel like he was going to come harder than he ever had. “Nng-! Harder Mika,
please!”
Mika went as hard as he dared. Hips snapping against Yuu’s ass, turning it a
lovely shade of red. His balls slapping against Yuu’s own every time his thrust
inside. The lewd noises of them fucking seemed to echo in the room. The smell
of sex filled his nostrils. It was all too much. Mika had never experienced
anything so fucking erotic. His wanted this to last forever, to burn this into
his memory and keep it there. Yuu was too damned perfect. His firm channel
clenched and squeezed around his shaft, and he know Yuu was right on the edge.
He felt his sack tighten as the warm coil wound to its breaking point in his
belly.“Y-Yuu-chan, I’m coming! I’m coming-!”
“Fuck-! Don’t pull out! Keep going!” Yuu gripped his own cock, giving it two
quick pumps before he was crying out against the pillow as his orgasm ripped
through him, nearly shattering him to pieces and rebuilding him all over again.
His eyes widened when he felt Mika’s erratic pace stop, and he ground
impossibly deeper into his ass as he came deep, shooting his come against his
over sensitive prostate. On and on, it seemed to go. Until they both were
shuddering messes as Mika collapsed against his back.
They lay that way for long moments, catching their breaths. Mika softly kissing
at Yuu’s neck.
“Holy shit…” Yuu breathed out when the adrenaline and post orgasm buzzing in
his head began to fade.
Mika sat up, pulling out his soft cock with a grunt and sat back on his
haunches.He eyes a line of his seed dripping out of Yuu, and seized his hips
again to pull him back up to his knees, wanting to see more.
“Oi!” Yuu complained. “Mika! Give me a few will ya?!”
Yuu’s hole fluttered, red and swollen and oozing with Mika’s come. It was the
hottest thing Mika had ever seen. With a groan, he dug his fingers into Yuu’s
hips and set upon him, circle his tongue around the puckered rim.
“AH! What the-?! Stop!”
Mika didn’t, he delved his tongue deeper into Yuu’s come filled hole, tasting
himself mixed with the taste of Yuu. His cock twitched to life again and he ate
out Yuu’s asshole, until Yuu himself was moaning and grinding back again Mika’s
tongue.
Once his come was eaten out of him, Mika flipped Yuu over, taking in his fucked
out expression, his flushed chest, his abs flexing and shining with his spend
above his rapidly hardening dick. “You fucking perverted sonofabitch…” Yuu
panted. Then he smiled, pulling Mika to him to kiss him, not caring that the
man had just eaten his come from his own asshole. This was filthy and debauched
and Yuu loved it.
Mika ground his shaft against Yuu’s hip, he just couldn’t get enough of this
man. “God I love you…” He whispered.
“Mmm...wanna go again?” Yuu asked wryly.
Mika sucked on Yuu’s neck and nodded against him. “Please?”
Yuu wriggled until he could wrap his legs around Mika’s waist. He was starting
to feel pretty sore, but... practice makes perfect right?
 
 
***
 
The next two days were spent doing nothing but enjoying themselves and each
other. Exploring one another, with Mika showing Yuu all kinds of different
little tricks and touches that made Yuu squirm. And made him want to try them
all on Mika, which the blonde was all too happy to comply.
At night, they’d cuddle up together, or Mika would come strolling out of the
shower butt naked and drape his lithe body over Yuu’s back like a tall Mika
blanket.
Yuu relished the touching and playing and constant contact, and wasn’t even
embarrassed to hold Mika’s hand in public or grab him to pull him in for a
heated kiss. And Mika would clutch him closer, deepening their contact until
people started to give them odd looks. But neither man cared. Once their lips
made contact, it seemed as if the world disappeared around them, and all the
existed was each other.
But of course, all good things must come to an end. Because on the third day,
Yuu’s phone pinged with an email containing information about another job. And
apparently an urgent one.
Yuu read over the information over and over, not quite believing what he was
reading.
“There’s reports filing in from Tokyo.” Yuu told Mika. “Apparently, several
people had started going missing, all young men between the ages of 20 and 30.
And listen to this, the handful that were actually found, appeared to have been
partially  eaten.”
Mika blinked at him. “You mean, by some kind of animal?”

 Yuu shook his head. “The teeth marks in the flesh appeared to be human…”
“That doesn’t make any sense.” Mika said. “It couldn’t be a vampire, they can't
digest meat. Liquid diet only.”
“That could only mean one thing…” Yuu ran to his duffle bag, pulling out a
large book filled with notes and pictures. After flipping through it, he seemed
to find what he was looking for and set the opened book on the table for Mika
to look at.
“Ghouls?” Mika asked in a deadpanned voice, obviously disbelieving.
“Like...straight up,  Ghoul  ghouls?”
Yuu rolled his eyes. “That’s the only other explanation. They aren’t like the
ghouls in the shows though. Even though they look like humans, they don’t have
strange weapons coming out of their bodies, and they aren’t supernaturally
quick. But they are a lot stronger than a normal human, and completely
animalistic when they go into a feeding frenzy. Their teeth are sharper too,
even though they’re not pointed, they can still rend through flesh like it’s
butter.”
Mika shivered at the thought. “So, how do we kill it?”
“Beheading.” Yuu stated. “Cursed weapons don’t work on them. Only problem is,
they appear and act exactly like humans. Only when people are lured to their
hideouts do they become cannibalistic monsters.”
Mika shook his head. “This is insane...I can’t believe those things actually
exist!”
“Really?” Yuu raised a brow. “After everything you’ve seen so far, after being
a slave for the vampires, does this really surprise you?”
Mika knew it probably shouldn't, but it did. Vampires had been a reality for
quite some time now. But these other monsters? Mika couldn’t help but wonder
what else was out there. “Are there  more  creatures? Like...werewolves and
stuff?”
“I’m sure there are. I haven't encountered one though. Not yet anyway.”
“Christ…” Mika was contemplative. As fascinating as it all was, this was a more
terrifying world than he had ever imagined.
“Mika?” Yuu prompted. “Remember, the demon you’re bonded with is more powerful
than any of these monsters. Vampires are what you should fear the most, they're
the only ones who outrank us in speed and power. Ghouls aren’t able to live for
thousands of years. They have a normal human lifespan, so they aren't as
cunning either.” Yuu placed a reassuring hand on Mika’s. “You’re strong. You
can do this, ok?”
Mika hated how much he needed pep talks, but he simply wasn't used to this yet.
Demons and vampires were one thing, but learning about  other  creatures was
mind boggling. He eyes the book containing what appeared to be some kind of
supernatural lore. Answers to all of his questions…
Yuu noticed. “I’m not sure you’re ready to read this, Mika.”
“But I need to know...I need to know what else is out there.”
Yuu sighed. He wanted Mika to be stronger and more knowledgeable, but his
niativity was what made the man so much different than he was. Yuu felt it was
his  duty to teach him. But at the same time, they could encounter something
that Mika wouldn’t have any idea how to handle. Which could get him
killed...which Yuu couldn’t bear… “Here.” He handed Mika the book. “Read up on
the ghouls. And anything else you’re curious about. I’m here if you have
questions…”
Yuu looked sad as he went to lay back on the bed.
.
Mika read for about an hour before he sat the book down with a huff, looking
back over at Yuu who was dozing on the bed. Mika felt a little better, being
more knowledgeable about this. That didn’t mean he was any less nervous and
stressed. He walked over to the bed and crawled in behind Yuu, spooning him and
wrapping his arm around his waist.
Yuu sighed and snuggled closer against his chest. “Mika…” He cracked open his
eyes and looked over his shoulder, meeting Mika’s beautiful blue gaze. Turning
on his back, he pulled Mika’s head down to kiss him, softly at first until Mika
deepened this kiss. Knowing they didn’t have to leave for their mission until
tomorrow, Yuu felt a little stress relief was in order.
“Lay on your back, Mika…” Yuu whispered.
Mika didn’t need much prep, he was inside of him in the shower just this
morning. But he needed him again, needed to be as close as he could to him, in
him, connected in more ways than he could fathom; their bodies, minds, hearts,
even their demons had a bond. Yuu slid into his hot, yielding body easily.  I
can’t lose him…
The thought caught Yuu off guard, but it was the truth. He couldn’t imagine
being without Mika ever again. And part of him wanted to tear Mika away from
this violent life and protect him. But he couldn't. After everything they had
been through so far, could he make Mika go back to be a normal human being?
No. I need him by my side.
Though, even when they released together and remained connected as they drifted
off to sleep, Yuu couldn’t help but feel an odd sense of foreboding. Like Mika
was slipping away from him. And it scared the hell out of him. He clutched Mika
closer, making the blonde groan and stir in his sleep. “I love you, Mika…”
Mika hummed, not quite awake, but that was ok. Somehow, he knew Mika could feel
him. He pulled out slowly, careful not to wake him and drew the covers over
them both. The uneasiness didn’t let up, and he wondered why. Good things never
lasted for Yuu, he knew that. Knew he was cursed to be miserable until the day
he died. He always lost in the end. But he’d be damned if he lost Mika. He
couldn’t let him go, no matter what.
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“Yuu-chan, I’m not sure if this is such a good idea.” Idiotically, Yuu wanted
to use himself as bait again for the ghoul. Only problem was, they had no idea
where the ghoul’s hunting grounds were. The victims were spread out around a
twenty mile radius. She could be anywhere.
“You think everything is a bad idea.” Yuu scoffed. Mika really was a worry wart
most of the time. He couldn’t blame the man. Yuu worried about Mika all the
same, maybe even more. Hence the reason Yuu was the bait and not Mika.
He couldn’t literally feel Mika grumbling unhappily behind him as the strode
the streets of the outskirts of Tokyo. “Where are we going, anyway?” Mika
asked. “I thought the intel stated that the ghoul was in Tokyo.”
“She is.” Yuu answered. “Ut we’re just making a quick stop on the way, visiting
an old friend who might have something to aid us in this mission.”
Mika blinked at the back of Yuu’s head. “An old friend?” What kind of friend
did Yuu have in this rundown district?
“She’s a witch.”
Mika stopped for a moment, wishing Yuu hadn’t just said that, before running to
catch up with him. “I’m sorry, did you just say a  witch?!”
.
 
The storefront where the witch apparently resided was nondescript to the naked
eye. Though Yuu and Mika could feel the power pulsing off of the warding
symbols engrained in the building. Theoretically, her place was one of the
safest places in Japan, when it came to vampires that is. Yuu and Mika, along
with anybody else who was a human, was free to enter. Yuu’s demon shuddered
when he passed the threshold, as did Mika’s, feeling the effects of the warding
spells. They were powerless within these walls.
“Knock knock!!” Yuu called out when he saw that the witch wasn’t present in the
storefront.
Mika looked around warily and the many items on the shelves. There were some
weird crystals, knicknacks, bags of herbs and different “How To” books on
spells. Mika was reaching his hand over to grab a weird looking star pendant
when a young woman came striding in from a back room.
“Ah! Well if it isn’t Yuuichiro…” The witch’s tone was cutting.
Mika observed her. She looked completely normal, and very pretty. Waist length
chestnut hair and coffee colored eyes. Figure accentuated by her high waisted
skirt and a simple t-shirt tucked into it. The skirt billowed out above her
knees, showing off her stocking-clad, and shapely legs, down to her small feet
in high heeled shoes. The demeanor the witch had exhibited, suggested that she
knew Yuu well. Jealousy surged through his veins.  How many beautiful women
does Yuu know?!  Yuu-chan was  his.  Mika immediately hated this woman.
“Mika,” Yuu started. “This is Aihara Aiko. She’s serviced the Moon Demon
Company in the past with her spells many times.”
The witch flicked her long hair behind her shoulder. “And yet, I’m payed next
to nothing for my help. You’re lucky I’m perpetually short on cash, or I
wouldn’t lift a finger for you hunters.”
Mika saw that as a terrible insult, but Yuu simply laughed. “Well fuck! Is
business really that bad?” Yuu glanced around the shop. “Looks a bit dusty in
here. Like this bullshit has been sitting for a while, eh? Good thing I stopped
by!”
Aiko glared at him, crossing her arms. Yet she didn’t deny it. “I hope you
didn’t come here just to insult me. I’m actually very busy at the moment.”
Yuu raised a brow, giving the storefront another once over. “Yeah...clearly.”
Aiko huffed. “For the love of Hekate, just tell me what you need already.”
 Her gaze kept landing on Mika. Making him feel very unsettled. Mika sensed
immense power from this woman. Why the hell was she running a tourist’s wiccan
shop downtown? If she was a witch, couldn’t she conjure up a wealth spell or
something?
“I need a certain potion. I suggest we talk in the back? Wouldn’t want all of
your customers to walk in while we’re doing business.” Yuu smiled widely,
causing Aiko’s scowl to deepen.
“Whatever…” She turned off the open sign for the front of the store and locked
the door, then led the two hunters to the back private room.
The back room was more like Mika had expected for a witch’s den. Bones and tiny
animal skulls hung from racks to dry on one side of the room. A large bookshelf
on the other, which with Mika’s new heighten sense of smell, he could only
identify as human skin as the book’s coverings. There was a fucking cauldron of
all things, which Yuu thought as horribly cliche, but the concoction smell like
a various mix of herbs of animal parts that made him feel sick, and made him
feel a sense of power from it. Mika realized then, that the store she owned was
just a front. This witch was actually legit, and judging by the authentic
spellbooks and potions in the private area, she could likely off them both with
a simple curse. And yet...Yuu kept provoking her wrath…
“We need something to attract a ghoul.” Yuu stated blatantly.
Aiko turned to look at him over her shoulder, incredulously. “Ghouls?!” She
scoffed. “Vampire hunting isn’t enough for you, so you have to go after scum,
like ghouls?”
Yuu shrugged. “A job is a job. Besides, maybe we can find an ally in this
ghoul, like we did with Ken. All we have to do is lure her out.”
“Ally?!” Aiko threw her head back in laughter. “Oh, Yuu...you’re so cute when
you’re naive. This ghoul doesn't want allies. She wants flesh and blood. She’s
a glutton. There’s no reasoning with this bitch.”
“Then I guess I gotta kill her.” Yuu said blatantly. The series of events
hadn’t affected him whatsoever. It was either kill, or be killed. If this ghoul
wasn’t a reasonable one like Ken Kaneki, then she had to be put down. “Which
brings me to why I’m here in the first place.” Yuu continued. “I know you have
something I can take to attract the ghoul. And I need it.”
Aiko eyed Mika. “And your partner?”
“He’s my backup.” Yuu said. “I don’t want him being the bait.”
Aiko looked over Mika, circling him with a hand curled into a fist and resting
under her chin. Her demeanor scrutinizing. “This your partner?” She asked.
Yuu nodded, gauging her movements, preparing to strike if she decided to hurt
him.
“He’s very attractive…” Aiko purred.
Yuu felt a possessive surge, but fought to tamp it down. Mika wasn’t  his,  by
any legal means. The man was free to be with who he wanted. They hadn’t
established a relationship, even though they were fucking each other every
night. Multiple times...Did that give Yuu a claim to him? He wasn’t sure. But
for the moment, he stayed silent.
Mika visibly tensed, obviously uncomfortable around the witch and her scrutiny.
Aiko brought her hand up to Mika’s chin, raising his lowered gaze upwards to
meet her own. “If I were a ghoul, I’d want to eat every last inch of you…” She
breathed.
Mika shuddered in revulsion, the thought of being eaten was sickening. He
backed away from her touch.
Aiko smirked. “Doesn't take jokes well, huh?” She then asked Yuu. “By his scars
and demeanor, he’s been a blood slave, right?”
Yuu didn’t answer her question, instead opting for glaring at the witch. “We’re
not here to discuss Mika’s status. He’s my partner, and a phenomenal hunter.
Point is, we need help with the ghoul. So if you won't help us…”
“Fine!” Aiko turned to a bookshelf to scan through some ancient looking tomes.
“I have something that will help.” She pulled out a large book, opened it, then
placed in on a table that was cluttered with small animal bones-at least Mika
hoped they were animal bones-and weird plants he’d never seen before
surrounding a mortar and pestle. “Here it is.” She pointing to what looked like
ingredients in a cookbook, but neither man could decipher it since it was
written it Latin. “It’s a ghoul attractant. Very powerful, but only lasts a
short time.”
Yuu slapped his hands together. “Sweet! Potion me up then!” He said gleefully.
“It’s not a potion, idiot.” Aiko rolled her eyes. “It’s an oil that you need to
wash with. Any ghouls within a 2 mile radius of you will scent your demonic
blood. This oil will erase you scent replacing it with pheromones that serve as
an attractant.”
“Well that’s even better!” Yuu exclaimed. But frowned at the troubled look on
Aiko’s face. “Right?”
Aiko shrugged. “The drawback is,  any  ghouls nearby will be drawn to the
scent. You better pray there’s just 1 or 2 of them. It’s entirely possible,
that you could attract a swarm of them and be outnumbered. Then killed.” She
fixed Yuu with a hard stare, waiting for the hunter to weigh his options.
After several moments of Yuu contemplating and pacing, and Mika shifting from
one foot to the other in angst, Yuu spoke. “We don't really have a choice…”
“Yuu-chan!” Mika cut in. “Did you not just hear her?! It’s just us two. We
don’t even have any backup! What if there really is a swarm of them of
whatever? We could be killed!”
Yuu gave Mika a sideways glance. “Ya know...your faith in me is truly
astounding.” He turned back to Aiko. “If there’s more than five, I know we
won't stand a chance. Any less than that though, I can kill them off. I want
the potion-oil-whatever the hell it is.”
“And if there’s a swarm of them?!” Mika asked, afraid. He’d take a beating any
day, a broken limb or two, or a stabbing, but he’d be damned if he’d be some
ghouls  food.  Yuu’s brazen attitude rankled more than it ever had before.
“I can make you a bomb.” Aiko said. “It could be used as a deterrent, enabling
you to escape if shit hits the fan. But if it doesn’t work, then there’s
nothing else you can do but fight your way out.”
“Alright, we’ll take the stun grenade too.” Yuu nodded his head to Aiko, then
turned to Mika. “We’ll be fine!” He smiled that wide toothy grin at Mika that
made the blonde soften towards him every time. “Reports say there was only one.
We’ll lure her to a more secluded area so we can gank her. Ghouls are
territorial of their hunting grounds. They never interfere with another ghoul
trying to get a meal.”
Mika gave him a deadpanned look. “Expect this oil is a powerful attractant…”
Yuu waved that off. “Come on, Mika. We took out two horsemen, and two vampires
so far since we’ve been together. Remember what you read about the ghouls? They
aren’t as powerful as the fangs.”
Mika couldn’t argue with that. Vampires were the most powerful monsters on the
planet, as far as Mika knew. And also as far as Mika knew, Yuu had proved
himself stronger than the vampires he had killed. He could probably even take
Ferid out. Maybe not single handedly, but Yuu himself deliver some hell to that
bastard… “Fine.” Mika concluded. “But you’re not doing it alone. Make it two-”
“Mika, no-”
“Yuu,” Mika huffed. “We’re in this together, remember? If you’re going to be
bait, then I’ll play my part and be bait as well. Maybe we could create a
diversion. If there’s more than one ghoul, or a swarm, half will come for me,
and half for you. We can take them all out if we split up into two teams.”
“That's...actually a good idea.” Aiko agreed.
Yuu huffed. He didn’t like the idea of separating from Mika. Not even for a
moment. He already felt like something about him was slipping away, their bond
hindering with each passing hour. His emotions were crazier than when he’d gone
through puberty, and it was galling. But he tamped it down, and realized that
Mika was right. “Alright…” Yuu agreed reluctantly. “Yeah...two bombs and two
potions…” He was solemn as he said it. And if either person noticed, they
didn’t comment on it.
.
Aiko got to work, grinding herbs, boiling bones and-was that a fucking
finger?!-and pouring unknown elixirs into the large pot, which Mika deemed a
cauldron. It took several hours, in which Mika and Yuu sat and waited as
patiently as they good until the witch had finished her task.
It was nearly 2am by the time she was done, and she looked a mess. Blue powder
was smudged across her cheek, her hair a mess a tangles from scratching at her
head so often in concentration. The witch looked exhausted when she handed both
men two items; One was a bottle of some purple elixir that smelled like nothing
Mika had smelled before, but it had an almost sickening sweetness to it. And a
round orb covered and tied up with a tiny burlap piece of material.
“This is the hex bomb.” Aiko pointed to the burlap covered orb. “It releases a
smoke screen upon being thrown. It will stun and disorient the ghouls.” The
then pointed to the body. “This is the oil. Wash yourselves very thoroughly
with soap, then cover every inch of your body with this. The oil will last
about 2 hours, so use your time wisely. Sweating and stress will permeate
through the scent faster, so try your best to remain calm.”
“Thank you, Aiko.” Yuu said sincerely. “You’ve always been a huge help--”
“That’ll be $2,000 dollars.” Aiko interrupted.
“Wait- what?!”  Yuu was taken aback.
“That’s the going rate. Any idea how hard it is to obtain the plants I need to
make this?”
Yuu rolled his eyes in irritation. “For fucks sake. Fine…” He pulled out his
phone to send Guren a message, knowing that the man was going to be pissed. He
hated when Yuu racked up a bill for extra expenses during a mission. But this
was necessary. Once Guren messaged him back, with a predictably angry message,
Yuu pulled out his credit card. “Go ahead and charge it. How long will it take
to make it?”
Aiko gleefully took the card from Yuu. “Gimme a couple hours.”
Yuu and Mika left her to her work, deciding to use the time to get some food in
themselves. Yuu couldn’t help but notice how troubled Mika looked though. He
didn’t comment on it until they were seated in the cracked vinyl of the cheap
diner booths. The tired little bell ringing every time the door opened and
closed seem the punctuate the minutes ticking by as they sat in silence.  
“You gonna tell me what’s wrong?” Yuu asked finally.
Mika shrugged, pulling the paper off his straw and rolling it into a tight
ball. He looked like he was sulking, and it made Yuu uneasy.
“Whatever issues you're having you need to voice them to me, Mika. You were
opinionated enough at the witch’s place.” Yuu tilted his head at him. “What’s
got you so irritated this time?”
Mika huffed, clearly not wanting to talk. But he still answered. “Something
just...doesn’t feel right. About this mission.” Mika didn’t reveal the fact
that his demon was giving off red flags. Krul hadn’t been in his head at all
lately, but he could feel her scrabbling to the surface of his consciousness
during the entire duration of the visit to the witch’s place. Something about
this was off, of maybe it was just Krul trying to fuck with him again. Though,
he couldn’t fathom why. He tried reaching for her, poking at their bond and
urge her to speak to him, but she had gone dormant once more.
Yuu’s brows drew together in confusion. “What do you mean?”
Mika shrugged again. “I can’t explain it. But I have a bad feeling about this
one…”
“Well...I don’t expect you to feel  good  about a hunt. It’s always going to be
dangerous. But this job will be easy! Once we lure the ghoul in at least.” Mika
was silent for long moments, so Yuu continued. “Look, Mika, I got your back ok?
If you wanna sit this one out--”
“No.” Mika shook his head. “This is the reason you bought me in the first
place. My job is to keep your ass alive.” He smirked. “And I happen to like
your ass, very much.”
Yuu flushed, blinking owlishly in confusion at Mika’s attitude. He was used to
his flirting, but his moods seemed to shift way too quickly.
The waitress showed up then with their food. They ate their meal in silence.
 
 
***
 
 
They did as the witch instructed once they got back to the hotel; wash
thoroughly with soap and water, then wash with the oil and rinse off the
excess. Yuu and Mika showered together, as the usually did now that they were
screwing on the regular.
And Yuu was insatiable as ever once he saw the blonde naked, sliding into him
with ease and bottoming out in one smooth motion. It was like he was under a
spell when he was with Mika. His body, his sounds he made, the way he moved and
writhed and guided Yuu to grasp and stroke his cock in order to reach
completion together, all was like crack to Yuu. He needed the closeness, craved
the connection he felt with him when he was inside of him. But this time felt
different. Even when he was buried balls deep in in his ass, he felt like Mika
was thousands of miles away. He fucked him harder, digging his nails into
Mika’s ass, tongueing the dip in his spine and the muscles flexing in his back,
desperate to make up for the loss he felt.
But once they both found release, reality sank in again. Yuu felt like the
distance between them had increased tenfold, and it ate at him. Especially when
Mika turned to him, smiling his beautiful smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
Mika’s beautiful blue eyes, that usually looked so glittering and full of life,
now took on the same deadened, faraway look that Yuu had only ever seen in the
photos of him from his time as a slave.  What the hell did I do?!  Yuu
wondered.  Am I abusing him? Using him like his former masters did?
Yuu cupped Mika’s face, forcing him to meet his eyes. “Mika...I-I’m sorry, ok?
I don’t know what I did, or what’s going through your complicated head, but
whatever it is, I wanna fix it.” Mika’s eyes widened briefly at Yuu’s words,
before he looked away, clearly feeling uncomfortable. And it was frustrating as
hell. “ Talk  to me, Mika. Are you unhappy? Are you angry with me? Nervous?”
Yuu paused. “D-do you...hate having sex with me now?...”
Mika looked back up at him in surprise. “Of course not, Yuu-chan.” He said
softly. “I love what we do together. It’s just…” He sighed. “I
feel...conflicted...I’m not sure why. But I feel off. I’m sorry I’m worrying
you. Please, let’s just get this mission done?”
Yuu lowered his hands, letting the subject drop for now. Although,
begrudgingly. “Fine. Then find your headspace, ok? You need to be sharp.” They
couldn’t afford to let emotions or weird thoughts to hinder their job. It could
get them killed. “Is your demon taunting you?”
Mika shook his head. “She’s been quiet. But I felt her trying to break through
whatever barriers have been built in my head while we were with the witch.
Almost like...a warning.”
Yuu looked perplexed. His own demon hadn’t stirred in warning. So far,
everything seemed at ease within himself about their mission. But now, Mika was
making him paranoid. “We’ll keep on high alert, ok? I’ll see if there are other
hunters in the area, so if shit hits the fan, at least there’s others who will
come looking for us. Ok?”
Mika nodded in agreement, but the tension in the air was still thick. They
continued to shower in silence.
 
 
***
 
 
“Ok.” Yuu said, stopping the the corner of a crossroads in the bustling city.
It was late at night, but the streets were still packed with people. “We’ll
meet back here in an hour if nothing comes after us. If either of us aren’t
here, we will head in the direction the other went.” Yuu really didn’t like
this plan. But Mika was strong, and ghouls were rare. He could handle more than
one of them, considering how easily he took out the horseman. But it still
ratcheted up Yuu’s anxiety. “You sure you wanna split up?” Yuu asked for the
umpteenth time.
Mika nodded. “I’ll be fine Yuu-chan.” With a small smile, Mika turned on his
heel and started walking.
Yuu watched him go until the blonde turned a corner, before he hesitantly went
in his own direction.
.
 
Mika honestly didn’t know why he was being the way he was. He felt as if some
kind of wedge had been shoved between himself and Yuu. Which was ridiculous. He
loved Yuu. He usually craved being near him, thrived off of his energy and
confidence. But now, it was like he had been viewing their relationship through
rose colored glasses. Was Yuu really that different from the others? The more
they went on missions together, spent time together or slept together, it
seemed more and more like Mika was right back where he started; a slave.
Nothing more. Yuu had tried to drill over and over into his skull, that he was
a free man. That he wasn’t propery. But the fact of the matter was, he was
still being used for a purpose other than his own. He’d pledged his loyalty to
Yuu, gave over his control to the man. And at first, that was enough for him.
But now? He questioned it.
Yuu cared about him, sure. He was kind, generous, all the things his previous
masters weren't. But that fact remained, that Mika had such a deep seated sense
of his slave mentality, that he made choices for the sake of others, because
his own life held no actual value.
Yet, after the confrontation with the horsemen, Mika began to see value in
himself. He was strong, capable, smart...a lot smarter than anyone had given
him credit for. Was he really in the mindset that he could abandon Yuu and run
off to live his own life? No. But the notion that he could actually live
without following orders, or being in danger was...tempting.
He supposed the reason for his conflicted thoughts was because he had read that
back. Though he suspected it ran deeper than that, it had definitely played a
part. There were monsters out there, that honestly terrified him almost as much
as the vampires. And if he were being honest with himself, he had joined their
ranks. Because of Yuu...because Yuu had bought him. Because Yuu had needed
him...because of Yuu, he had become one of the creatures that went bump in the
night and struck fear into the hearts of innocent people. He had a fucking
demon  as his conscience. And now that the deed was done, and assuming there
was a heaven, he wouldn’t be going anywhere near it...he had sold his soul,
therefore deeming himself forever doomed.  To live a life of hell...only to die
and spend eternity in more of it…
Even if he decided to have his demon exercised, the deed was done. If he died
this very night, his soul would forever burn in hell. And what was the point of
it all? To prove his loyalty to a man he had feelings for, because he’d shown
him kindness? Krul was right, he  was  a whore. He’d even managed to whore out
his very soul, his entire being, for somebody else’s use.
If I’m going to be damned, I may as well own up to the title... He thought
bitterly.  If i’m going to hell anyway--
His thoughts were cut off when he realized he had reached an empty alleyway. He
glanced around for some for of familiarity.  Where am I?...
“You lost, cutie?”
Mika whirled around, seeing a young woman standing a few yards away. He hadn’t
even heard her approach… “Uh...maybe a little.” He replied, eyeing her warily.
“Where are you headed? I can point you in the right direction.” The woman
smiled gently at him. Her face was pretty, her hair long and dark and shined an
almost plum color in the streetlights. And she seemed genuinely helpful.
“Sure.” Mika said. “I, um, I’m trying to get to the shopping district.” He told
her truthfully.
The woman sidled up closer to him. “Then we’re going to same direction!” She
looped her arm around his, while Mika did his best to keep his sword concealed
underneath his jacket so he wouldn’t scare her. “You seem nice, and it’s not
safe for a lady to be wandering about so late. Mind if we go together?”
Mika nodded, letting her lead the way.
They passed several busy looking streets, but they pretty much stayed off of
the main roads as she led them further and further from the heart of the city.
The woman chatted happily, asking the occasional question and openly flirting
with him as they walked. For a while, it felt nice to converse with somebody.
Her motivations for being so kind were still unclear. Mika wasn’t unaware of
the fact that she might be the ghoul, and he stayed on guard. But she was just
so pretty, and friendly, he had a hard time thinking that this person might be
a flesh eating monster.
She blushed, looking up at him from under her lashes. Mika swallowed hard as
she stopped and went to stand in front of him, gazing up at him innocently.
“This might come off as a bit forward…” She began, shyly. “But...you seem
really nice. And...you’re like... very  handsome…”
Mika felt his own face heating. “Um...thanks, but--”
“I want you inside me…”
Mika blanched. “Uh--um--excuse me?!” He gaped in horror as her beautiful face
twisted into a menacing grin. Her teeth all sharpened into razor sharp points
as the whites of her eyes flooded with black and her irises seemed to bleed
into a dark crimson.
“Want  all of you  inside me…”
Chapter End Notes
     So yeah...Mika is conflicted about his own morals and motivation. And
     now there's this :) Ghoul battle is next! Along with some surprising
     new developments. Will Yuu be able to get through to Mika? Is Mika's
     actual worried and fears legit? I'll let you, the reader, decide.
     For anybody that is confused about what Mika's going through in his
     head? Here's the short answer; Mika basically suffers from a
     Personality disorder, in which he had developed as a child because of
     what he's been through. He has a difficult time perceiving patterns,
     relationships and relating, and is prone to serious thinking
     impairment that makes him distressed. So if Mika's thought pattern
     seem shifty and uncertain, that's the reason. Being newly demon
     possessed doesn't help his condition either.
     Thank you all again for the constant support!
***** Arc *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey all!
     So, this is going to be a MUCH shorter chapter, since this is
     actually an ARC into the second part of the story.
     Updates will be slower, since i'm trying to figure out how to end
     this and all.
     Also because I'm in the middle of moving and that sucks and takes
     away almost all of my free time.
     Hopefully the net chap will get up sooner than later :)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Oh fuck…!  She was the ghoul, because  of course  she was-!
Before Mika could even draw his sword, the ghoul backhanded him, sending him
flying against the brick wall. He hit it so hard, he could have sworn his skull
had cracked and pain exploded in his spine. He winced as he drew his sword out,
the ghoul was slowly approaching him.
“Silly little boy.” She sneered. “Didn’t your mommy ever teach you not to talk
to strangers?”
Mika swung his sword at lightning speed, but she caught his arm, and with a
squeeze of her hand, shattered his wrist. Mika bellowed in pain as his sword
dropped to the ground.  Yuu wasn’t kidding…  He realized with horror. The ghoul
wasn’t as fast as the vampires, but their strength was monstrous. He mentally
kicked himself for being so gullible. He’d never thought that such an innocent
looking young woman would be such a vicious monster.
She chuckled as Mika trembled from the pain and the fear, crouching down before
him. “Such a lovely meal you are. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to eat you nice and
slow,  savoring  your flavor…”
Mika tried to push her head away as she leaned into his throat, but he didn’t
have the strength. Every move he made sent sharp agonizing pain the shoot up
his spine, and his fingers and toes began to feel tingly and numb. Mika
realized then, that the blow to his back has likely fractured his spine.
Krul?!  Mika called desperately to his demon.  Help me!-
“AAHH!” Mika screamed as he felt razor sharp teeth sink into the soft flesh of
his neck, tearing, giving way, tendons snapping as she wrenched her head back
with a mouthful of his flesh in her mouth. She chewed it, slowly, making him
watch as his blood dribbled from her mouth and bits of his skin were ground
into nothing. She swallowed, a look of pure bliss painted her features. Mika
could only gape in horror and disgusting, and he was sure he was going to
vomit.
“Mmmm…” She moaned. “You’re delicious…”
Finally,  finally,  Mika felt Krul’s power surge through him, hitting him like
a freight train. He gasped and he suddenly felt his broken bones pop back into
place and the pain in his back and arm recede in a matter of seconds. The chunk
missing from his neck burned, but it began to tingle with regeneration. ‘ I’ll
take it from here, Mika.’  He heard Krul say. He didn’t want to experience this
nightmare any longer. He gave over power to his demon, his mind receding until
he was just a spectator, no more pain, just a blessed floaty feeling.
The ghoul’s eyes widened suddenly at Mika’s transformation, horns sprouting
from his head and eyes glowing red with menace. Krul chuckled.  “My turn now,
bitch.”  Krul grabbed the ghoul by her hair, standing and using Mika’s body
weight for leverage as she flung the ghoul against the other wall. Brick
exploding into dust, and rained down upon the monster.
Krul picked up the sword which housed her soul, twirling in nonchalantly as she
moved Mika’s body to saunter up to the ghoul, now bleeding and broken and
slumped on the ground. She looked up at Mika’s face, who appeared impassive and
stoney as he looked down his nose at the ghoul.
“W-what the hell are you?!” The ghoul choked out.
Krul reached Mika’s hand up to touch his neck, feeling that it was almost
healed. She tasked. “ The absolute worst person to try and eat. ” Krul stabbed
the ghoul in the lower stomach, slicing upwards until her entire torso was
split open and gaping. Black blood oozed and sprayed, creating a river beneath
Mika’s feet.
Mika wanted to look away, to sink further within himself as he inwardly
recoiled from the sight of flesh the ghoul had eaten recently spilling out of
her stomach, wanted to cover his nose from the rotten stench. But he couldn't.
Krul kept her firmly in place so he could watch, smell, practically  taste  the
gore.
Krul however, wasn’t affected in the slightest. She carried out her
slaughtering of the ghoul with a calm, calculating precision, making sure that
the ghoul suffered as much as possible, until, with a quick flick of her wrist,
decapitated the ghoul.
By the time the ghoul’s head had fallen from it’s body and rolled towards
Mika’s feet to begin rotting away, his wounds were completely healed and Krul
began to recede again. ‘ You’re welcome.’  She spoke into his mind.
Mika scowled. Krul could have saved him sooner, could have given him power
before the monster had even gotten the chance to sink her teeth into him. But
she didn’t.  Why? Why let that happen?!
‘You’re still weak, Mika. You can’t rely on me forever.’
As his demon receded further, he felt the ache of his newly mended injuries,
accompanied with extreme exhaustion. Not to mention the stench of the rapidly
rotting ghoul. The job was done now though. He had to go and find Yuu-chan now-
-
When he turned around, two figures stood before him. Two women...no...two
vampires--
Oh god... He recognized them.  Crowley’s whores-!  He pointed his sword towards
them, calling Krul forward again. The vines of his sword wrapped around his
arm, draining him even more, but he didn’t care. He had always hoped he could
face these creatures again, to give them hell. But he was one man. And he was
already weak from Krul possessing him and the ghoul breaking his body. Yet, as
Krul surged up again, his adrenaline spiked, filling him with renewed strength.
His heart thudded in his chest. Krul had only partially possessed him this
time. She had already used her 3 minutes of possession to take out the ghoul.
Now is not to time to be holding back, Krul!!
“No need for that.” The blonde vampire stated calmly.
Mika remembered her name, Horn. Her companion, the vampire woman with short,
almost blue colored hair, was Chess. They were always the ones who had treated
his wounds after Ferid or the other vampires were finished feeding from him.
They were also the ones who would clean him up and deliver him to the vampire’s
lair to be bled and raped. Though they had never touched him in that way
themselves, Mika still held them accountable for what he had been through.
“There’s  plenty  of need for it.” Mika snarled. “I’ll gut you where you
stand!”
“Hmph! And here we were, being so nice and delivering a message!” Chess pouted
childishly, as if this were a game to her.
“ Message?”  Mika scowled at that. What could they  possibly  want to speak
with him about?
Horn sauntered closer, her beautiful face calm, a slight smile pulling at her
lips. “Crowley has been keeping an eye on you, Mika. And your partner,
Yuuichiro.”
Mika’s blood froze, he tightened his grip on his sword. “Live Yuu-chan out of
this! Your quarrel is with me!”
“Quarrel?” Chess snorted.
Horn quieted her. “No quarrels, Mikaela. We come to you with a proposition.”
“Oh, that’s  rich !” Mika stalked forward. “Enough talk! You die here!”
As easily as breathing, Horn brandished her whip, snapping it towards him to
coil it around his sword arm, yanking him forward until her hand was around his
throat. She pinned him against the wall. Mika knew there nothing he could do in
this situation. He was outnumbered, weak, and tired. And these two women were
nobles who served one of the strongest vampires in Japan. Even at full power,
he wouldn’t be able to take them out on his own. He knew this, yet he kept
foolishly fighting back.  
“You won't win, Mikaela. So stop fighting.” Horn pinned his gaze with a hard
look. She would do it too, in a heartbeat.
Mika eased his struggling against his grip, attempting to reserve his strength.
“What-what do you  want  from me?” He choked out.
“You’re coming with us, Mikaela.” Horn said softly, almost whispering.
Mika blinked at her, before wrinkling his nose in disgust. “Never. I’ll never
go back to that place! Over my dead body!”
Chess hummed. “ Or,  over your lover’s dead body?”
Mika froze. “W-what?”
“It’s simple.” Chess continued, leaning against the wall he was pinned against.
“You come with us freely, and we won’t capture Yuuichiro.”
Mika’s heart was pounding in his chest. How the hell did they know about what
they did? That they were lovers? “Yuu-chan...he-he’ll kill you before you can
lay a hand on him. He’ll come after me!” Mika knew he would. Despite his doubt
in where he stood in their relationship, despite his regrets and dark thoughts,
he knew that one thing for certain. If Yuu found out that Mika was with the
vampires, he would try to come save him. “You’ll just kill him anyway!”
Horn sighed, as if he exasperated her. “It’s either you, or him. Make a choice.
If it’s not you, then Ferid will take Yuuichiro.”
“And do what with him?!” Mika yelled in her face.
Horn smiled at that. “Come see for yourself, Mikaela.”
Mika shook his head. “He’ll come after me and you know it. This is a trap!”
Chess laughed. “Little blood slave finally grew a brain, huh? Of  course  it’s
a trap. We’ve been expecting him for some time now. But now? We have  you.
Well...you and the demon who resides inside of you.”
Krul?  He tried to reach out to her for an explanation, but the demon remained
silent and still. “If you’re going to kill me, then just do it now!”
“That’s not our plan.” Horn said. “Yuuichiro and his squad was going to come
after Ferid anyway, right? Come with us willingly, and Yuuichiro will live. If
you don't…”
Mika already knew the answer. For some reason, these vampires wanted him. And
it had something to do with Krul. Could he trust these monsters at their word?
No. But Yuu was going after Ferid one way or another. If there was even the
slightest chance that he would be able to protect him, he’d take it--
Just then he heard Yuu’s voice, calling out for him in the distance. Panic
erupted in him.
“Tick tock, Mikaela.” Chess said cheerfully. “Shall we just kill him  now?”
“I’ll go with you!” Mika said frantically. “I’ll go! Just--just don't touch
Yuu-chan!”
The two vampires looked delighted. “Wonderful.” Horn grinned. “So here’s the
deal. You have to come on your own. Abandon Yuuichiro and make your way to
Ferid’s compound. He’ll be waiting. You have one week.” Horn released him then,
and the two disappeared into the night within the blink of an eye.
A week? Why?  Why hadn’t they just taken him now? Ferid had a plan, Mika was
sure of it. He wanted him, but for some reason, he also wanted Yuu within his
grasp.  I have to do something... One week...He could come up with a plan by
then. Some way to ensure Yuu-chan was safe. Some way to make certain that Yuu
wouldn’t come after him. But how?...
The answer hit him then. He’d have to hurt him in a way that Yuu would never
forgive. He had to betray him. If Yuu hated him enough, then maybe he wouldn’t
even bother coming after him. Maybe he would even give up on going after Ferid,
because he wouldn’t want to even see Mika’s face. Or...maybe Yuu would just
kill Mika himself…
It was a sacrifice he was willing to make. He had to protect Yuu. He loved him
too much to let Ferid get his hands on him and use him for whatever sick plans
he had in store. Telling him flat out wouldn’t work. Mika knew that. He’d see
it as more of a reason to go after Ferid.
Tears pricked his eyes as he heard Yuu’s boots slapping against the wet
concrete, obviously sensing Mika was close and coming after him.
I’m so sorry, Yuu-chan. Please forgive me.
Chapter End Notes
     As always, I will shamelessly ask for comments and feedback to fuel
     this!
     And any ideas you all have for after this arc will be very much
     appreciated! <3
***** Betray Me *****
Chapter Notes
     So I did a thing with this story and went back and edited this
     chapter, and redid the next chapter so it can better fit with where I
     want to take this. I havnt worked on this for so long! PLease forgive
     me!!
     I'm wanting to get this one finished so I should be starting with
     some updates on it again pretty soon here.
“Mika!” Yuu would have recognized the blonde mop of hair anywhere. His partner
was sitting hunched over on the ground. The coppery smell of blood permeating
the air. The closer he got as he ran to him, the more sickening the stench
became.
Is that blood in his hair?  “Mika?” Yuu called out again as he approached the
blonde.
Mika’s shoulders tensed, keeping his back to him and not acknowledging his
presence.
Yuu stopped a couple feet away, his face perplexed as he surveyed the scene. A
headless being lay slumped against the alley wall opposite from where Mika sat.
You deemed it the source of the stench. It must be the ghoul. “You killed it.”
It wasn't a question, but Mika finally acknowledged him and silently nodded in
response.
Yuu looked at the back of Mika’s head, saw bright crimson staining the strands,
as if he’d cracked his skull. Or dipped the back of his hair in a pool of his
own blood but Yuu suspected that wasn't the case. “Are you ok? What happened?”
Yuu crouched down next to the man, trying to cup his face and get him to meet
his eyes to see if he was concussed. “Did your demon heal you?” Yuu couldn't
see any signs of injury, so the damage must have been repaired by Krul. Now,
Yuu had to wonder how bad of a beating his partner had endured.
Mika nodded again, meeting Yuu’s eyes briefly. But it seemed to pain the blonde
the look at him, because he turned away quickly. “I’m fine, Yuu.” Mika brushed
Yuu’s hands away and stood.
Yuu blinked at him, momentarily taken aback by the coldness in Mika’s voice.
But he tamped down his disquiet. Now wasn't the time to get all worked up over
his partner. If Mika said he wasn’t injured, then Yuu would take him at his
word. For now? They had a body to dispose of.
.
They dumped the body into a dumpster, lighting the entire thing on fire before
making a run for it. The stench was horrible, and Mika was still covered in
blood. They took back streets and alleyways the entire way back to their hotel
room to avoid being seen.
Immediately upon entering, Mika ripped off his clothes and ran to the shower.
Yuu watched his frantic partner. Mika’s eyes were wild and spooked the entire
time they’d walked back to their room, and he refused to look at Yuu.
Yuu sensed something was terribly, horribly wrong. Especially when Mika hadn't
emerged from the shower 20 minutes later. Thinking the worst, Yuu entered the
bathroom.
“Mika…?” He drew back the shower curtain-- “Mika!” His wrists were split open
and bleeding as he sat under the spray of water. “What the fuck--what are you
doing?!” He gripped Mika’s wrists, but he just flung his arms from Yuu’s grasp.
“As if this would kill me…” Mika’s voice was somber as he stared at his wrists,
watching them heal.
“That doesn't matter, idiot! Why would you...what the hell is going on with
you?!” Yuu wanted to yank Mika out of there, shake him, kiss him, hold him. He
couldn't decide which at the moment.
Mika turned his head away. “Leave me alone.”
Yuu eyed the blood still staining his blonde hair on the back of his head. He
fingered the crimson strands. “Did that ghoul do this?” Mika only tensed in
response. Yuu knew it wasn't the ghoul. Something else had attacked him.Yuu had
had a close call many times before, as well as his squad. Yuu recognized the
symptoms, he’d had to learn. This life wasn't easy and many slayers wanted an
out in the beginning; seeking death but unable to die…
“Mika...you’re free to choose your own path. You don't have to do this. I can
exercise your demon and you can go live a normal life. Just...please, Mika,
please don't  hurt  yourself…”
Mika squeezed his eyes shut in frustration. Why did Yuu have to be so damned
understanding? So kind... He hadn't meant for Yuu to see his experiment. Mika
sliced his wrists open several times, timing his healing process. He’d sliced
down to the bone the time Yuu had walked in. It had taken only 3 minutes to
heal the flesh. Krul was getting faster, preparing for their upcoming trial. He
couldn't have her exercised, he’d need her in order to survive the vampires.
He’d need his power to kill Ferid somehow. He needed to protect Yuu. And he
couldn't do that by being near him. “Don’t touch me.” Mika pushed his hand from
his hair as he spoke so softly, he wasn't sure Yuu had heard him.
Yuu’s brows scrunched. “Why not?” He asked. “Why won't you talk to me?”
Mika turned to him, finally meeting his eyes. But his were cold, ice blue and
frosty and filled with some akin to...scorn? Yuu didn't understand what he had
done, but the message was clear. Without another word, Yuu left the bathroom.
Mika stared at the closed door for a while after Yuu left. His chest pained
him, his head throbbed from trying to keep his expression neutral and devoid.
If he let Yuu see his inner pain, his regret, this plan wouldn't work.
***
For days, Mika was icy towards Yuu. That first night when Yuu sensed something
had changed, Mika slept in a separate bed. Yuu had laid awake for hours,
pondering over what was wrong with his partner. He’d asked if it was Krul
bothering him, but Mika had denied it and refused to let Yuu make a bond with
him to speak with his demon.
Yuu had ordered food, but Mika hardly ate and didn't say a word throughout the
entire meal. Then he’d risen and thrown away what he hadn't eaten and climbed
into one of the beds. When Yuu had attempted to join him, Mika stiffened,
saying “No. I want to be alone.”
This distance hurt. Yuu wasn't used to groveling and begging for attention and
forgiveness. But he’d apologized anyway, for what, he didn't know. He just
wanted his partner back. He wanted his lover, selfishly yearned for him every
hour of every day as the rift between them grew and grew.
He didn't even try to share Mika’s bed anymore. Didn't try to speak to him.
It’s been 5 days of this hell. And even now, driving in the truck towards the
next town, Mika sat as far away from him as possible on the bench seat, his
head leaning against the window with half lidded, tired eyes.
Yuu stole a glance at him. He had dark circles under his eyes. He was becoming
thinner from not eating. Even though Mika had always went directly to bed after
entering another hotel room, Yuu knew he wasn't sleeping. He would lay awake
for hours, hindering Yuu’s own need for sleep. He could feel the tension
radiating from him, and Yuu began to grow more and more nervous, until one
night Yuu thought that if he fell asleep before Mika, his partner might kill
him…
Chills skittered over Yuu’s flesh at the thought. Mika was so powerful; silent
and quick. The thought had crossed his mind that he should take Mika to
Guren's, lock him in the panic room and exercise Krul. But he knew that Guren
wouldn't be so generous. If he felt that Mika was a threat to his company, he’d
kill him. And as much as Yuu grew increasingly afraid of his partner, he didn't
want to leave his side.
But he also knew, he was wasting time and money driving around from town to
town without any job or purpose. He couldn't trust that Mika would have his
back in a battle, especially since he couldn't trust sleeping in the same room
as him. But he was hoping that at some point during their long silent journeys,
that his partner might speak to him.
.
He didn't. Another hotel room, another night of tenseness and tiptoeing around
each other. Mika flinched from Yuu when he got too close, ratcheting up his
ire. Yuu grit his teeth as he set his duffel down. Mika was already sitting on
the bed and removing his shoes, preparing for sleep without a single word. The
only words Mika had uttered all day, and over the past 5 days, was “don't touch
me.”
Mika looked up when he felt Yuu staring, giving the man a harsh glare.
Yuu clenched his fists. He couldn't take it anymore. “I’m going out.” He dug
through into his duffel bag for a jacket and his sword, then donning it and
grabbing his keys. “Don't wait up.” He threw over his shoulder and he slammed
out of the hotel room. As if Mika would actually wait up  for him.
.
Yuu tossed his sword into the lockbox in the bed of his truck to secure it then
climbed into the driver's seat to start the engine. He sat there for a few
minutes, blinking at the rusted numbers on the outside of the hotel room door,
not sure where to go or what to do.  Why is this happening?  He wracked his
brain, picking apart every detail of the night of the ghoul hunt. His partner
had been worried that night, edgy and wary. But Yuu just chalked it up to
nerves.
Though, he had felt a slight distance from Mika even then. How had the distance
stretched so dramatically so quickly? He knew something other than the ghoul
had attacked Mika, but he didn't know what. There were signs of a struggle that
could  have been from the ghoul, if the timing of the ghoul’s death and Mika’s
healing rate hadn't contradicted that scenario.
Mika healed nearly as fast as Yuu did. Something had cracked his skull  after
the ghoul had bitten him. His flesh was already almost healed from the bite,
but his skull was still bleeding when Yuu found him. When Yuu was disposing of
the ghoul’s body, he noticed that the creature’s blood had already began to
congeal. Which meant that Mika was, in fact, attacked after the ghoul had
already died. Yuu had been doing this for years. He wasn't stupid. What he
didn't understand was why Mika hadn't talked to him.
He would have thought him possessed, but that was impossible with Krul inside
of him. And he wasn't hexed, his demon would have sensed it. In fact, Yuu’s
demon had no clue as to why Mika was acting the way he was either.
Yuu huffed. He needed a drink. He backed up from his parking spot and pulled
onto the main road.
.
There was a bar a couple of miles from the hotel. Convenient, still open this
late, but it looked pretty busy since it was a Saturday. No matter.
He bellied up to the bar, ordering a glass of straight whiskey, downing it,
then ordered another. By the third, he felt pleasantly warm and a little less
pissed off. He took a seat at a barstool when one emptied, sighing. Now that
his anger had ebbed, it only made his misery more apparent.
“Looks like you had a shit week.”
Yuu glanced at the young woman who had spoken. A pretty redhead with blue
colored eyes and a friendly smile.  Not blue like Mika’s. Nobody’s eyes could
compare to his...  He shook the thought away.
“Yeah.” He sighed again. “You could say that.” Understatement of the century.
“Can I get you a drink?” The girl pointed to Yuu’s nearly empty glass.
Yuu shrugged. He wasn't going to turn down free booze if someone was offering
it.
.
About an hour later, Yuu found himself in the bar’s bathroom, the girl, whose
name he couldn't remember, was pushed up against the door with a leg thrown
over his hip and she ground her pussy against Yuu’s clothed erection. She
tasted sweet and smelled nice. Her body was soft and her big breasts pressing
against him through their clothes felt warm and plush. He palmed them as she
sucked his tongue.
This was normal for him, this was familiar. He could bury his worries and
insecurities in this girl and forget about Mika for a while. Mika didn't want
him anymore, he’d made that apparent. Yuu didn't need him. Nope. Not at all…
So why am I picturing him just to stay hard?  Suddenly, what he was doing felt
wrong. The body writhing against him felt  too  soft. Her kisses too sweet.
Too...  feminine.  Lacked the strength and hard plains of muscle Yuu had become
so accustomed to with Mika.
He pulled away from the kiss and the girl blinked her blue eyes open.  Not as
blue as Mika’s... Yuu thought again.  Nothing could compare to his eyes…
“Everything ok?” She frowned when she noticed Yuu’s erection waning.
I can't...this is betrayal…  “I’m sorry.” Yuu shook his head, taking a step
back. “I...I can't do this.”
The girl straightened her clothes and smoothed her skirt that had hiked up to
her waist. “Got a girlfriend or something?”
Yuu ran a hand through his hair. “Something like that…” He admitted.  What am I
doing? Why do I still feel so loyal to him?  He felt his gut churning at the
fact that he had almost fucked this perfect stranger in a bathroom. He’d done
this many times in the past, before he’d met Mika. Before he’d awakened a
fierce desire within him that Yuu had never felt before, and knew he’d never
feel again with anyone else.
He missed Mika with an ache. And this young woman couldn't even hold a candle
to the stubborn, beautiful blonde man back in their hotel room. Yuu needed him,
and only him.  Face it, Yuuichiro. This isn’t your life anymore.  No, his life
was in a hotel room, likely laying awake. And hated him.  I have to put a stop
to this. I have to get Mika back.
“Sorry. I gotta go.” Yuu unlocked the bathroom door, thankful that the girl
wasn't pissed. She just smiled sympathetically as she watched him leave.
.
Driving back to the hotel wasn't as good of an idea in his drunken state, but
Asura’s healing burned off the alcohol quick enough to keep him from swerving
all over the road. Luckily the drive was only about 10 minutes.
He unlocked the hotel door and stumbled inside, running his hand over the wall
for the lightswitch. Yuu blinked against the low light when Mika reached for
the lamp on the nightstand. He sat up and bed, his expression scrutinizing, but
didn't say a word.
“Mika…” Yuu breathed, stumbling over to him. “Mika, I-”
Mika shrank back from his touch, glaring hard and hissing “You’re drunk.”
“I know-” Yuu started crawling towards the blonde, making him scrabble to the
headboard. “I know. Just-just listen! Mika. Please…” He tried to touch him
again, but Mika swatted his hand away.
“Arrgh!!” Yuu sent his fist through the wood of the headboard. Mika didn't even
flinch. “What the fuck is happening?!” He shouted. “What the fuck is wrong
Mika? I can't take this anymore! You’re making me crazy! Why won't you fucking
talk to me?” He cupped Mika’s face, despite his recoiling. “Why won't you let
me touch you anymore?! Whatever I did, I’m sorry!” He felt tears pricking his
eyes and Yuu knew that he looked pathetic. But he didn't care. “I miss you…” He
whimpered. “I want you back. I want  us  back…”
Mika just stared at Yuu’s glossy eyes, his expression indifferent. Yuu felt
like he was being stabbed every time Mika looked at him like that. As if with
disdain.
Finally Mika moved, grasping Yuu’s wrists and slowly pushing him back on the
bed, pinning him. “You say you want me, but you were with another tonight. I
can smell it.”
Yuu paled, shaking his head. “I didn't fuck anybody, I swear it! I made out
with this girl, but she wasn't  you.  So I didn't want her. I stopped myself!”
Mika’s eyes flashed with the demonic light of his demon and he gritted his
teeth. Yuu was happy for a reaction,  any  reaction, but he hadn't expected
this anger.
“She wasn't me?” Mika released one of Yuu’s wrists to grip his jaw. Hard.
“Pretty words. But you’re just a drunken moron.”
Yuu didn't move as Mika released his face and trailed his hand down his body,
fisting the material of Yuu’s shirt. Mika’s naked chest rose and fell as he
breathing grew erratic. “Is this what you want-?” He released Yuu’s other wrist
and ripped his shirt open. Yuu yelped as his skin was freed and Mika flipped
him over to his stomach and began to rip his jacket and shredded shirt off.
“You want a fucked up, worthless slave touching you? Fucking you?” He yanked at
Yuu’s pants, drawing them and his underwear down to his knees.
“Ah! Y-yes-”
He pulled Yuu up to this hands and knees by his hips, then pushed a dry finger
into his hole.
“Ah! What are you doing?!” Yuu tried to look over his shoulder at the blonde,
but Mika just pushed his face into the mattress.
“I’m just giving you what you want, Yuuichiro.” Mika said in a sickly sweet
tone that sent chills up Yuu’s back. Mika pushed his finger in deeper.
“Nng!” Yuu groaned in pain. Mika had only ever fucked him a couple of times and
always with extensive preparation and gentleness. But this? This was wrong. It
burned and made his insides ache. But, instead of fighting back and calling
upon his own demon to overpower the blonde, to get him to stop, he tried to
relax his muscles and accept it. If this was what Mika needed, then he’d give
him what he needs.
Mika shoved another finger in roughly, pumping them, hastily stretching his
hole. “You’re just like every other master.” Mika sneered. “Selfish.
Untrustworthy. All you want is a hole to fuck and somebody to keep you alive.
That’s all I’m good for to you. A warm body to have as a shield and to bury
your dick in when you feel like it.”
Yuu shook his head against the mattress. “No, Mika…” He gasped, finding it hard
to form words with the painful intrusion of Mika’s fingers probing him. “You
know that’s not true!” Mika scoffed before spitting into his hand and rubbing
the moisture into his shaft and moments later, Yuu felt the blunt tip of Mika’s
cock at his entrance, barely slickened by his saliva.
Yuu bared down. This was going to hurt like hell but Mika held him in place.
Why am I not fighting back?  As much as he didn't want to have Mika take him in
anger, as much as he feared the coming pain, he feared losing Mika more. He
took deep breaths as Mika prodded again, and he relaxed the muscles in his
asshole to try to make this as unpainful as possible. He flinched when the head
of his dick popped into Yuu’s hole. He gritted his teeth, determined to take
it. Deeming this his punishment for being unfaithful. No matter what Mika was
going through, no matter how distanced he’d been, Yuu still wanted him.  I
still love him...
Mika thrust all the way in, wrenching a pitiful cry from Yuu that made Mika’s
guts twist with sickness.  I’m sorry...so sorry. So fucking sorry...  Mika
chanted over and over in his head as he roughly fucked the man he cherished
most in his life.
The days of spurning him hadn't worked, it had only made Yuu more desperate to
rekindle their relationship, and Mika was running out of time. Yuu would be
tired and sore after this and probably pretty pissed at him. But he needed Yuu
to be angry with him. It would make leaving that much easier.
It was difficult to stay hard through what he was doing. Mika knew firsthand
had painful this was, how it could make one feel so used and violated. Shivers
wracked Yuu’s body and he could sense his pain. Mika wanted to be sick. He
wanted to wrap Yuu in his arms, kiss him, ease his pain. But he could do none
of these things.
Pain exploded within Yuu, burning, white-hot pain. His ass like it was on fire
and he couldn't bite back a choked sob at the pain. Mika still didn't let up.
“W-why?” Yuu stuttered between his thrusts. “Why are you doing this?”
Mika’s hand on the back of his neck tightened but he said nothing. Just
squeezed his eyes shut and try to put his mind elsewhere.
“Why would you hurt me like this?” he panted. “I...love you, Mika.”
Mika stilled.  He loves me?! I’m hurting him, and he tell me he loves me?!  He
gritted his teeth, trying to hold in his misery and snapped his hips harder.
“Shut up.” He bit out as he continued.
“Why?”
“Just shut up!” Mika ground out with another hard thrust.
Yuu gasped “B-but I do!”
“Stop saying that.” It was getting more and more difficult for Mika to remain
indifferent when all he wanted to do why fall apart. He needed to end this.
Yuu screamed as Mika’s pounding was becoming erratic, stabbing at his abused
prostate, mingling pleasure with the searing pain. “I’ll never stop saying it--
ugh!” Yuu grunted. “I love you Mika. I love you--”
Mika shoved Yuu’s face into the mattress again. “I fucking hate you.” Mika
hissed, coming inside of him with a last brutal thrust.
Yuu gasped in a breath. Mika’s hot seed burned his insides and he shivered when
Mika pulled out swiftly and ran to the bathroom.
Yuu lay there silently, unmoving, blinking without really seeing. His chest
felt hollow now, where it used to ache.
Mika hated him... Yuu had trusted him, loved him, and now…
Yuu had the thought that he might be a masochist, because even now he still
wanted to keep Mika in his life. Even after this.
Yuu huffed, turning on his back. His pants were still around his knees, and he
cringed when he felt the evidence of Mika’s release seep from his hole and onto
the gaudy floral bedspread. Yuu kicked off his shoes and pants and pulled his
underwear up before curling into a ball. He could feel his body healing
already, soon there wouldn't be anymore pain. Only an emptiness. He closed his
eyes and couldn't open them again. Too emotionally and physically raw and hurt
to want to move. He let sleep take him under. Maybe in sleep he wouldn't feel
as if his heart had been ripped from his chest.
.
Mika emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed. He was strapping on his sword
belt while watching Yuu doze. Mika prayed that the vampires would torture him
after what he had done to Yuu. It was no less than he deserved.
He sat on the opposite bed for a long while, staring at Yuu’s tear stained
face, committing his features to memory, knowing he’d never see him again after
this night. He squeezed his skull so hard, he thought it would crack, maybe
even wanted it to. His head was splitting from trying to hold in his tears. He
wanted to reach out and stroke that soft black hair, tell him he loved him too,
but he feared Yuu would wake. And if Yuu opened those emerald green eyes now,
he knew he would stay.
Walking out that door was the hardest thing he’d ever had to do. He’d rather
live his fucked up life over and over again, in the pits of hell, than let
Ferid get his hands on his Yuu-chan. Maybe one day Yuu would forgive him. Maybe
after Mika killed Ferid, and he himself was long gone, Yuu would learn that he
had to hurt him to save his life. He could only dream.
“Goodbye, Yuu-chan.” Mika whispered to the door outside, then headed for the
bus stop.
It would take him 20 hours and several transfers to get to the outskirts of the
city where the Sanguinem vampire fortress was located, but the distance and
different bus stops would cover his tracks from where he had come from. From
where Yuu was.
***
Yuu stared into nothingness the next morning. Mika was gone. He’d taken nothing
but the clothes on his back and his sword.  He’s really gone…
Yuu didn't know how far Mika had gotten. And wasn't sure whether or not he
should go after him. Mika didn't want him. Had told him he hated him...
Yuu replayed what had happened last night in his mind, over and over as he sat
there completely still. Something wasn't adding up. He had sensed Mika’s
regret, his hesitation to hurt him, his heartache when he’d told him he loved
him. Had felt those blue eyes on him as he’d slept for what felt like hours.
Yuu didn't recognize it at the time, too caught up in his own turmoil and the
pain in his body, but... There has to be a reason…
Yuu knew that trying to find him was the last thing Mika wanted. For whatever
reason, Mika intended to push him away. He wanted to disappear to somewhere
without Yuu knowing or having the desire to follow. But Mika underestimated
him. Because Yuu was nothing if not inquisitive. He investigated and found
enemies for a living. He still didn't see Mika as his enemy, but he did want to
know the reason behind his sudden disappearance.
He rose to shower and pack his and the rest of Mika’s gear. It was time to get
some answers.
***** Chapter 22 *****
Chapter Notes
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     things. Enjoy!
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Yuu’s eyes were cold. Vacant. As vacant as his heart as he beheld the bloody
mess hanging from shackles against a wall. The mess had once been a man. A
terrible man. Stubborn and self righteous. It wasn’t easy getting him to talk.
But he had. They always did, when Yuuichiro got a hold of them.
Guren stood off to the side of the dim room, the ventilation fan the only noise
in the space as it hummed above them. They were in the basement of the bunker,
in a room reserved for torturing monsters and other captives. The concrete
walls were stained with the blood of countless victims. And now Kureto’s was
among the stains as well.
Yuu slinked past Guren, who caught his arm upon his retreat. “Yuu,” He said. A
shadow passed over his face. One that Yuuichiro recognized from their past. He
hated that look.
“Don't.” Yuu said. He already knew what Guren was going to say. That’s Yuu’s
torture had been too much. Unnecessarily so. But Yuu couldn't find it within
himself to care. “I got what I needed. The task is almost complete.” He knew
where Sanguinem was now. He knew what he had to do, was aware of what he’d
already done. The blood he’d spilled. The man, Kureto, hadn’t known much. But
he knew enough to give Yuuichiro a lead.
“Yuu,” Guren released his arm. “I know you want revenge. I know you want to
save Mika but you don't even know for sure if e’s at Sanguinem. And this?” He
indicated the bloodied corpse who’d been the bane of Mika’s existence after the
vampires. “You’ll be wanted for this. Kureto was a powerful man, with a lot of
powerful friends. If they discover what you did--”
“You know how to dispose of the body.” Yuu cut in. “Disolve him in acid and
have it dumped in the sinkhole. Nobody will know where he’s gone.” Yuu started
walking away again, but Guren blocked his path.
“What the fuck, Yuu?!” Guren sneered. “You’re losing your mind! I can see it. I
won't let this happen to you again! Did you forget what happened the last time
you lost control? Are you so far gone that sacrificing innocent lives didn't
affect you?!”
Yuu side stepped around him. “I’m aware of what I’m capable of, Guren. And
maybe if I lose control, I’ll be able to kill them  all.”
Guren shook his head in disbelief. “I cannot allow this…” He whispered, almost
to himself. “I cannot allow you to go and slaughter another soul, Yuuichiro.”
Yuu stopped walking. “Guren.” He said softly, but his tone was void of emotion.
Cold. “You are not my father. You are not my friend. You have no right to
incriminate my actions. Not when you have acted upon impulses just as similar,
and for far less valid reasons.” He turned to the man then, his face a blank
and hollow mask; a husk of what he once was. “If you get in the way of my goal,
I will kill you.” With that, he slinked from the room.
Guren stared after him, throat constricted in horror at the raw malice in his
young progeny’s eyes. He couldn't say a word in protest against Yuuichiro’s
accusation. Guren had killed countless innocents for his own personal gain. And
though he didn't want the young man, whom he thought of as his son, to suffer
the aftermath of his actions, Guren knew that once Yuu had set a path, he
didn't veer from it.
***
Cold. Dark. It was always dark in Sanguinem. Mika remembered that much about
the place.
It’s been nearly a month since Mikaela had given himself over to the vampires.
And a month since he’d betrayed Yuu. Part of him had half expected his former
master, friend...lover...to show up within the first week.
But he hadn't.
He was thankful that his plan to drive the man away had worked. But another
part of him felt insignificant. As if the time they spent together, the journey
they’d shared, the trust between them, meant nothing at all. That Yuu had moved
on. Maybe found a more capable companion who wasn't caught up in the vampiric
plots and schemes for world domination. And Mikaela wanted to scream from the
hurt of it all. From the loss he felt.
Everything had been ripped from him. The man he loved. His power. And, once
again, his voice. He couldn't even scream or cry out from the pain in his
heart. The vampires had taken his voice again with the collar ringing his pale
neck. He couldn't even protest when he was taken from his dark, damp room to be
tortured and drained…
He shuddered as an unknown vampire drank from him, draining him until he was
weak and pliant. Krul’s demonic power still ran through his veins, even after
his weapon was taken, and the power in his blood was drained daily by these
revolting leeches in attempts to keep him weak and borderline sedated.
At the end of the feeding, he could barely stand and they ushered him, naked
but for his collar, back to his barren holding cell. Where he would wait. Wait
for a paltry meal. Wait for more pain. Wait for death. But he gave up on
waiting for Yuuichiro. He didn't want to rely on him to save him, but he’d half
expected him to.
But after a month of waiting, the vampires grew more and more agitated, and
Ferid had cast him into the pits of Sanguinem. Nobody came to feed him anymore.
Instead, a dark figure in the pitch black of the pits would come in and drip
warm liquid down his throat then leave him, gagging and shivering on the cold
ground.Mika gave up all hope he’d be free of this place. He’d wanted Yuu to
stay away. He wanted Yuu to stay safe. Mika had gotten what he’d wanted. So why
did it feel so akin to betrayal?
So now, a month later and for probably the first time in over a decade, he
prayed.
***
Mika didn't know at what point during his useless prayers that he fell asleep,
but he dreamed of a memory:
Yuuichiro handed Mika a beer, knocking the cans together as they sat side by
side. As equals. Not as master and slave. Every now and then, Mika would feel
Yuu’s arm against his own. They were quiet. Each lost in their own thoughts. It
got like that sometimes between them. Where no words were necessary. Where they
were content just to be able to bask in each other’s presence and enjoy the
silence of the world around them. Sometimes it was in the truck as Yuuichiro
drove them to some small town where the locals needed help. Sometimes, it was
in the motel room, no TV on and taking a few moments to enjoy the stillness
after so much movement.
But there were times where Yuu got very introspective, and the glimpse into the
complexity of his mind, rare as it was, felt significant in a way that nothing
else could.
Yuu had asked “Mika? Do you believe in God?” It was a few days before the ghoul
hunt was going to commence.
Mika thought for a moment. “I believe there’s a force out there stronger than
us. Stronger than demons or vampires or monsters, but a different kind of
strength. Not physical I guess, but a driving force making it all happen.
But...seeing is believing.”
Yuu turned his words over in his mind. “I thought the life I had now would not
have been possible.” He finally said. “My squad. You...none of this seemed like
it could be real. Like it could be mine. It seemed impossible…Maybe you’re
right. Maybe there is a driving force. Something making this all real.
Something that...may have brought us together...”
Mika looked at Yuuichiro for long moments. His mind scrabbling from the words
and he felt warm. Happy. If the greater force was responsible for the majority
of his fucked up life, at least it was responsible for bringing him to Yuu. And
the thought comforted him. “If it did, that mean’s I’m yours. Right?”
Yuu looked out across the landscape from where they sat on the edge of the bed
of the truck towards the orange and red glowing horizon. He must have liked
what he saw, because the sigh he gave sounded at peace.
“Yes.” He said quietly. “You are. You’re mine. And I’m yours.”
***
Yuu’s voice whispered in Mika’s head.  You’re mine. And I’m yours.
Mika knelt in the throne room, naked and nearly drained of his lifeblood, his
skin dull from bloodloss and nearly grey from the time spent in so much
darkness. Ferid, who was perched on the throne across from him and who was once
taunting him, froze.
Suddenly, the sound of the world around him is gone. He cannot hear the
vampires around him gasping and crying out in panic at the noise of the stone
monument of Sanguinem’s throneroom begin to crack and sway. He cannot hear the
sound of the floor splitting in front of him, even though he is only a couple
of feet away. He cannot even hear his own strangled breath although his chest
was heaving.
The world had gone mute. There’s a low hum that floated through the air, as if
the world around him vibrated.
The lights in the throne room begin burn brighter and the cracks in the
crumbling stone building fracture as it gets closer, whatever  it  is.
Oh God...  Mika thinks wildly.  What-? What?...
The hum gets louder. And Mika can feel the light’s heat on his chilled skin.
The ground beneath his knees begins to vibrate and buckle. The furniture in the
lavish room knocking together before clattering to the ground. The vibration
worsens and Mika’s teeth start to chatter together.
The ceiling of the room begins to crumble, and Mika huddles on the ground,
protected his head with his shackled hands in fear he’ll be buried alive
beneath the debris. The crumbled stone around him rattle together violently
before they rise into the air, floating 4 feet above the ground. Thousands of
grumbled bits of granite and stone all around him. There’s a crack across the
ceiling as the massive dome split open, pouring a terrifying golden light into
the room. Vampires hiss and shriek as the ones without the sun warding band run
for cover, the ones with the warding bands shield their sensitive eyes from the
light. Coming from the previous silence, this destruction is ear shattering.
Massive.
What’s happening?!  Mikaela’s mind cried. The world begins to roar around him
and he can do nothing but watch. Watch as the entire building cracks, the wall
on the far opposite end splitting like a faultline.
The light becomes brighter and Mikaela hazards a glance. Terrified, but unable
to look away.
For the split second he allows himself to look at it again, his mind registers
the light for what it is; fire. Golden fire, tinged with arcing lightning that
is snapping and sizzling.
The hum has become unbearably loud. Mika’s teeth vibrate in their sockets, and
Mika yelps in shock when the collar around his neck short circuits, allowing
his voice to once again be heard. His bones quake beneath muscle. The noise
crawls along his skin. Hairs stand on end. His spine straightening as if
electrified.
Mika cries out as he squeezes his eyes shut, not knowing how much more he can
take. Not knowing how much more he can stand, feeling as if he’s about to be
blown apart and he’s pretty sure that all that will remain of him, his only
mark on this earth, would be a fine red mist.
It gets worse before it gets better. A cacophony where all his cells, and the
membrane of those cells, pulsing and screaming and boiling. His flesh is alive
as it crawls. And behind the blackness of his eyelids, the golden light
penetrates and explodes at it’s brightest now. Fireworks blasting in the dark.
Mikaela hears something smash into the ground and feels the earth roll
underneath him harshly, as if absorbing the blow.
A second later, he’s pummeled by a hot blast of air that knocks him off his
balance, sending Mikaela end over end across the remains of the dilapidated
throne room. He cries out as something scrapes along his bare back, then
there’s another flare of light in the dark.
Mika lands, sitting upright, his back pressing up against what’s left of a far
off wall.
Open your eyes.  His mind tells him.
“No…” He doesn't want to see.
Open your eyes!
“No!”  Mikaela cries. Thinking that maybe there was a nuclear bomb that just
hit and that there’s a mushroom cloud forming right in front of him and he’ll-
OPEN YOUR EYES!
Mikaela opens his eyes.
The entire, vast expanse of Sanguinem’s main structure has been destroyed,
leaving only crumbled walls in it’s wake that resemble thousand year old ruins.
The ground around him smokes, and Mika can feel the heat from the reddened and
scorched earth around him. All around him...  I’m in a crater--  Yet, he is
untouched. Him and a small circle around him, are completely unharmed.
With a gasp, he looks towards the center of the crater that has been formed to
where a pillar a smoke is rising about 20 yards away--
Mika’s breath halts at the surrounding figures, frozen in place from where the
smoke is rising.
Statues. The vampires. All of them. They look like white statues, frozen where
the ones without sun protection were trying to flee.
There’s movement then. An almost deafening sound of wings beating against the
air. He was afraid to look, but Mikaela raised his face towards the source of
the sound.
“Oh--”  Mika breaths, not fully able to form words, or thoughts, about the
sight before him.
Wings. Great and terrible and black as night. At least 50 feet in their span.
But the figure connected to the wings is what took his breath away.
“Y-Yuu-chan?”
The figure looked like Yuuichiro. And at the same time, he didn't. The whites
of his eyes were wholly black, the iris…
Fire...  Mikaela’s mind tried to reason. Yuuichiro’s irises were the color of
golden fire, yet so much more than that. They were otherworldly in their
intensity. So beautiful to behold that Mikaela began to tremble under the man’s
gaze.
“Oh my God…” Mikaela breathed, his voice cracking.
Yuuichiro’s golden eyes never wavered as he took a step closer. Then another.
And another.
Mika knew he should be afraid. Somehow, he knew that it was Yuuichiro who had
turned the vampires to ash, who had demolished this building. And, if he so
desired, could destroy him in the blink of an eye in Mikaela’s powerless state.
And Mikaela would allow it. Not only because he felt he deserved it, but
because under the gaze of this...creature...this winged, terrifying thing that
could only be what history depicts as an angel, he feels humbled. He feels
ready to be taken from this earth.
Thoughts begin to cloud Mikaela’s judgement.  Take me. Sweet angel of death.
Take me away. I’m so tired. Please. Have mercy. Don't let me linger. Don't let
me suffer anymore. Throw me into the black. Into the nothing. Make me nothing!
Make me disappear! Make me--
“Mika.” The angel speaks. He voice almost an echo. His raven hair haloed by
golden light. His massive wings blocking out everything around them and he
cocoons Mika within their protection and places the tips of his fingers under
Mika’s chin to tilt his head up to meet his his.
Mika shudders and moans at the touch. The feel of the angel’s skin touching his
is electrifying, and sends currents of pleasure and terror through his veins.
The angel’s eyes are heavy lidded. “Mika…” He says again, softer this time, but
somehow commanding.
Mika didn't break his gaze. Instead, he stared into the golden rings of Yuu’s
eyes that surround his pupil, and the more he stares, the more the pupil looks
as if it’s expanding like a black hole that will swallow him and consume him.
“Yes!”  Mika gasps at the thought. He clutches at Yuu’s biceps, not knowing
what he’s saying yes to, but the answer seems critical. “Yes! Please!”
Yuu’s brows knit as if in pain. “Are you sure?” He asks, as if he knows the
deepest desires and recesses of Mikaela’s mind. He knows these things, more
than Mika knows them himself.
Trembling, shivering under the strong gaze and featherlight touch, Mika
whispers his answer. “Yes…” And at that point, he knows what he’s asking for.
He’s asking for an end to it all.
Cupping Mika’s face in his hands, Yuuichiro cocoons them completely with his
inky black wings. Blocking out any light that may escape through the cascades
of feathers.
He touches his lips to Mika’s. Otherworldly pleasure soars through every
molecule and fiber in his body. The ache of climax ripping through him. He
whimpers and shudders as he clutches desperately at this man, this angel, this
otherworldly being that had once been his master and lover and friend. The man
who he’d betrayed and didn't deserve this kindness of release from.
Yuuichiro pulls away, and Mika realized that he’d never closed his eyes through
the kiss, and is once again eye to eye with the golden fire.
Then, the black hole of Yuuichiro’s pupils consume him. The world tilts off
it’s axis. Into the black, he floats as he’s consumed. And all around him is
nothing. The thoughts in his head become nothing. He feels nothing. Mikaela
lets his eyes finally close as he floats into oblivion.
***
Yuu senses a presence before he hears the footsteps. “What did you do to him?”
Yuu asked, knowing that the vampire who was approaching him was the one he
wanted dead the most. He was able to expel light energy to thin the herd that
may have gathered upon his entry, but he wouldn't be able to destroy the
vampires wearing the UV wards. He’d counted on it. He was ready to face Ferid
Bathory.
Unsure of what Mika was seeing as his former partner clung to him like a
drowning man, Yuu had needed to knock him out. He was frantic. Hallucinating
something that Yuu couldn't understand, looking at him with such awe and fear
that it scared Yuu a little. Mika was sick. Deathly so. Though with what, he
couldn't tell. He’d get his answers.
He gently lay Mika on his side, careful to keep his nude body away from any
broken glass he might roll onto, then turned to Ferid.
“Answer me.” He growled, bringing him demon to the forefront.
Ferid smirked at him, as if he was victorious and didn't just have his capitol
building destroyed by a mystical bomb. Yuu was nearly tapped out. His demon
flagging. He wouldn't be able to expel that much energy again, but he’d let
Asura possess him completely if it meant getting Mika out.
“I’ve been expecting you.” Ferid said and a platoon of warded vampires filed
into the room, circling him, outnumbering him.
Fuck... Yuu inwardly cursed. Maybe he wouldn't be getting out of this as
smoothly as he thought. “Expecting me, huh?” Yuu drew his sword. “Then let's
get on with it. If you’re going to kill me, then kill me.”
“That’s not why I wanted you to come here.” Ferid circled him, keeping a safe
enough distance that Yuu wouldn't be able to attack without be set upon by the
sentries around him, but close enough that Yuu could feel the power that
radiated from the millennia old vampire. “You see, I had our dear Mika come to
me in hopes to draw you to our home to save him. You took a bit longer than
expected, but that just means the infection has already fully set in. You won't
be able to save him now.”
Yuu’s blood ran cold. “Infection? What infection? What the fuck did you do?!”
Ferid grinned menacingly. “I fed him my blood.”
“No-” Yuu felt like he couldn't breath.
“Oh yes. If you would have showed up sooner, you may have been able to reverse
the effects after I infected him with my blood. But now, he’s already entered
stage two of the transformation. There’s no going back.”
“You fucking bastard…” Yuu trembled with rage. “I’ll kill you for this!”
Ferid laughed. Actually  laughed.  Enraging Yuu further. “You kill me, and Mika
does. You see, now he needs a daily dose of my blood to keep him alive.” Ferid
withdrew a clear vial from the inside of his white jacket, the inside contained
a dark red liquid which could only be blood. “I’m willing to make you a deal.”
He continued. “I’ll give you the blood he needs to keep him alive until stage
three, when it’s determined whether he lives through completing the
transformation or not. In return, you and your slayers stop hunting our kind.”
Yuu blinked at him.  He can't be serious…  “And what makes you think I won't
just lie?” Yuu asked, because he wasn't an idiot, he knew there was another
catch.
“Because we have his demon in our possession.” Ferid said, matter of factly.
“Since I’m the one who infected him, sired him, he’s bound to me.” He removed a
sword from it’s place on his hip, brandishing it. Yuu recognized it. It was
Mika’s sword. “And now, so is his demon. I have have control over it, and over
it. If your hunters come after me, I’ll make him suffer a slow, painful death.
A death inflicted by the very demon you had him bound to.”
Yuu glared at him. “You’re lying!” He hissed.
“Oh?” Ferid gripped Mika’s sword tighter. “Krul.” He called to the sword, and
the vines wrapped around his hand, taking the vampires blood and fueling it’s
power. “Pain.”
Instantly Mika screamed. Yuu swung in his direction to see the other man
writhing on the ground, face drawn in anguish as he clutched at his heart as if
he were trying to keep it from exploding. “Stop!” Yuu cried. “Stop this!”
“Enough.” Ferid said. “Sleep.” The vines retracted and Mika went limp, still
unconscious.
Oh god... Yuu’s head swam. A million thoughts bombarded him. It had been
Ferid’s plan all along. Kureto had told him, while Yuu tortured him, that he
said been told by the vampires to sell Mika at a specific auction. As if they
knew  Yuu would be there. As if they’d been watching him. And maybe they had.
But how could they have known how deep their relationship would grow? How could
they possibly know that Yuu would fall for the slave, freeing him and making
him his equal and love him.  How?!
Ferid was laughing again and Yuu turned angry eyes to him.  The vampire holds
all the cards...has all the power here... How Ferid was able to seize control
of Mika’s demon, Yuu couldn't fathom. All he knew now, was that he had two
choices. Use the rest of his power to destroy Ferid and the rest of the
vampires, which would result in Mika’s death if he couldn't get to Ferid fast
enough, or take the deal and hope the rest of his squad would listen. And
hopefully, Mika would survive the transformation...which would turn Mika
himself into a vampire…
Mika...a vampire... Yuu could barely breath. Could barely think past the
thought of Mika becoming one of the monsters he spent his life hunting. How
could he keep him alive through that? How…
“You have a deal.” Yuu heard his own disembodied voice, disconnected and past
his lips before he could stop them. “And you have my word…”
Chapter End Notes
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***** By Blood Alone *****
Chapter Notes
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There was no way Yuu could bring Mika to the bunker. The unfinished basement at
his own home wasn't exactly equipped to restrain a vampire, but he did have
mystically enforced shackles to keep him there for as long as he had to…
Yuu contacted Guren once Mika was secured and shackled to anchors in the
concrete walls and strapped to a small military cot. He still hadn't woken,
which gave Yuu the chance to touch base with Guren and the company before they
set out looking for him.
“Guren here.” The man said, his rough sounding rough from sleep.
Yuu checked the time on his phone. It was past 3am. “It’s Yuu…” He said back,
equally as gruff sounding.
He heard a rustling sound, like Guren was getting out of bed, before he spoke
again. “Yuu? Jesus Christ, where are you?”
“...I found him.” Yuu said quietly after a pause. He couldn't tell him of the
condition in which he’d found Mika, however. Guren would kill him if he found
out that Mika had been infected by vampire blood. Yuu surely wasn't going to
let him die. Guren wouldn't allow the turning to be completed.
“You... found  him?” Guren didn't give Yuu a chance to answer before ranting “I
doubt you just simply  happened  across him, Yuu! You mean you took him from
Sanguinem. I saw the news, idiot. There was a huge explosion in that area! What
the hell happened?!”
Yuu briefly closed his eyes, frustrated that he would have the deal with damage
control on the civilian structures surrounding the vampire compound, on top of
everything else. “I let loose a UV bomb on top of the compound. On the bright
side, at least a dozen vampires not wearing wards were killed. And I was able
to get Mika out of there, so give me a fucking break!”
Guren made a sound of frustration. “Then where are you? Why haven't you two
reported back here?”
Yuu licked his lips anxiously. He needed to construct this story carefully. As
close to the truth as possible but omitting the most important detail. “Mika
was injured when I found him. They tortured him for weeks...and he no longer
has his demon power. Somehow, the elder gained control of it.”
“Wait, what?!” Guren balked. “How the hell…?”
“I don't know how he did it, but he’d seized the demon sword and Mika cannot
connect with his demon to heal him.”
“Well that settles it then. We need to go after this elder and get back the
demon.”
“We can't…” Yuu said, his heart in his throat. “The elder has control over it.
The demon is still connected to Mika, but the elder can use the weapon to kill
him if we go after the vampires. There’s nothing we can do. We have to stop
hunting them…”
The was a long moment of silence and Yuu had to look at his phone to make sure
that Guren hadn't hung up on him.
Finally, he heard a sigh. “Yuu...I know you and Mika are...close, but sometimes
sacrifices need to be made.”
Yuu could hardly believe what he’d just heard. “...What?” He gasped. “Are you
saying you’d risk Mika’s life to continue with vampire hunting?!”
“Are  you  saying that you would let the vampires run rampant, killing
hundreds, for the sake of one man?!  Think  about it!”
“So would you sacrifice  me?”  Yuu accused. “If you were in my situation and I
in Mika’s, would you let me be killed?” Yuu knew he’d struck a nerve. Guren
would murder innocents if it meant keeping Yuu safe. It was hypocritical for
Guren to assume that his own actions would be justified and not Yuu’s.
“Dammit Yuu, that’s different! You’re-”
“Yeah, I’m like a son to you. And Mika is...he’s  more  than just my teammate!”
He didn't care who knew about them anymore.
“Christ…” Guren growled. “You knew better than to get romantically involved
with a partner in this line of work!”
“Well it happened and there’s no changing it!” Yuu shouted back. “I’m not going
to let you or the rest of the squad jeopardize his life! If you do, I swear
I’ll make myself disappear to where you’ll never see or hear from me again.”
“Yuu, don't be insane-”
“I mean it, Guren.” Yuu snapped. “Vampire hunting is on a hiatus. At least
until I figure out how to disconnect Mika from the demon.”
More silence. Yuu knew Guren was turning Yuu’s words over in his mind,
considering things.
“Alright.” Guren spoke softly. “Alright. I’ll come over and help you with-”
“No!” Yuu blurted, a little quicker and more panicked than he intended. “No,
I’ll handle this on my own. He’s...in pretty bad shape right now. Doesn’t want
anyone to see him like this. I’ll contact you if there’s been any progress.”
“...Okay…” Guren said hesitantly, suspicion creeping into his tone.
“I’ll...talk to you soon then.”
“Right.” Yuu confirmed. “Bye.” He hung up before he could arouse more
suspicion. Guren knew him too well. Knew when he was lying, most of the time.
His ears picked up signals if he thought Yuu was hiding something. Knew when he
was nervous. He only hoped he hadn't blown it this time.
 
*
 
Yuu sat in his living room for a while, contemplating the bag in front of him
filled with vials of blood.  Ferid’s blood…
Mika would need one soon.
The house was almost eerily silent. The sound of the faucet dripping seemed to
be in sync with the ticking of the cheap clock hanging on the wall above the
dining table.
Yuu steepled his fingers, pressing them to his lips as he closed his eyes. He
tried not to think about the first time Mika had set foot in his house; wide
eyed and afraid, dirty and broken. He hadn't known what to do with him then…
And didn't know what to do with him now, chained and locked in his basement
like an animal. But he’d never dealt with a human in the midst of being turned.
Didn't even know there were stages when infected with vampirism. When would the
rabid, bloodthirsty monster appear? Would Mika turn out to be that way at all?
He hoped like hell he wouldn't-
In the silence of the house, Yuu was able to hear the chains rattle from the
basement. Mika had moved.  Was he finally awake?
Removing a single vial from the pouch, he pocketed it and went to the door to
his basement. He paused to take a breath, to gather his strength, then opened
the door and slowly made his way down the stairs.
 
Mika was laying on his back, eyelids cracked open against the low light of the
basement’s single light bulb. He blinked rapidly at Yuu’s descending form and
struggled a little against his bonds.
“Y-Yuu?” Mika rasped.
Yuu kept his distance, afraid to come closer, but he took a moment to study
him. His eyes were glassy, but they hadn't bled over with red. They were still
their beautiful, crystal blue and he wondered how long they would stay that
way. He was sweaty and flushed even though he appeared to be shivering from
cold. A fever.  Shit.
Yuu turned and went back upstairs, ignoring Mika’s whining in favor of getting
him a blanket and pillow to help make the man more comfortable.
When Yuu returned, Mika was struggling harder and seemed a bit more lucid.
“Yuu? W-what’s happening? Are you…?”
Yuu spread the blanket over him and tucked the pillow under his head. “It’s
alright.” He said softly. “I’m here.”
Mika’s brows drew together. “I thought…” Mika coughed to clear his raspy
throat. “I thought I’d died…” His eyes began to well up and Mika blinked back
his tears. “And then I saw you, and you were-”
“You were hallucinating Mika…” Yuu admonished. “You were wild eyed and
unresponsive. Babbling something I couldn't understand. I knocked you out.”
Mika shook his head. “You were-you looked like-there were these huge black
wings...a-and your eyes-!”
“It wasn't real.” Yuu assured him. Though, he wasn't exactly sure if that was
completely true. To  human  eyes he appeared mostly human, even when possessed,
except for the horns and fangs and red eyes and glyphs. Supernats and other
creatures saw further beyond his exterior façade. It’s possible Mika, being
infected, could have seen more than what he was used to seeing, though the
image had to have been twisted due to him hallucinating. Because  wings?  Yuu
was the furthest thing from any being remotely resembling that of an angel. Or
a bird. Or whatever was in Mika’s head at the time.
Mika appeared confused as he looked around groggily, blinking hard and
breathing heavily, as if on the brink of panic. “Where am I?” He pulled at his
restraints. “What is this?!”
Shit. I really wanted to avoid freaking him out.  However, it was inevitable.
“Listen to me, Mika. I’m going to tell you something that you may not have
realized yet, but I need you to remain calm. Can you do that?”
Mika’s wild eyed gaze fell to him again, and he stared as if trying to
determine if he was real or not.
Yuu placed a hand on Mika’s face, cupping his cheek. “It’s me. Okay? I’m really
here. You’re safe now.”
More tears welled. “Oh god…” Mika choked out, turning his face away. “The
things I did to you...I’m so sorry-”
“Don't worry about that right now.” Yuu cut him off, not wanting to relive the
night Mika had ran off. He’d forgiven him already, now that he knew why Mika
had acted out, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt still. “Right now, you need
to focus. Look at me, Mika.”
Mika hesitantly turned to him again, blinking away tears.
“We’re back at my home. Remember my house? We’re in my basement…” Yuu told him,
glancing at the chain anchored into the wall, taking a moment to steel himself
for what he was about to say. “You were infected...I had to restrain you, as I
don't know what this transformation entails.”
Yuu looked down at his own hands when eye contact with the man before him
became too much to bear. He expected there to be some sort of reaction but when
he looked back to Mika after way too long a beat of silence, he was staring at
the ceiling, wide eyed, tears streaming down his temples and a look of anguish
on his handsome face.
“Mika?”
Mika covered his eyes with a shackled hand and released and choked sob.
“Fuck!”  He cried out, chin quivering around harsh intakes of breath. “God
dammit...I-I knew something was happening in the dark, they were feeding me
some kind of liquid but...”
Yuu could do nothing but place a reassuring hand on Mika’s frail shoulder as
his former partner broke down. “We’ll figure something out, Mika. I’ll-”
“Why am I not dead?!” Mika blurted. “Why haven't you killed me?”
Yuu grit his teeth. “I can't kill you.”
“Why not?
Yuu looked away, saying nothing.
“Do it!” He sobbed. “Please!”
“No!” You shouted. “I  can't!  I fucking  wont!”
“Damn you…” Mika’s sobs quieted and he spoke in almost a whisper. “I can't be
turned. I  can't  live like one of those...those  things ! Those  monsters !
You’ll be doing me a favor. Please Yuu-chan, don't let me go on like this.
Don't let me become one of them.”
Yuu’s hackles rose. He knew that he was being selfish, keeping Mika alive even
if it meant him suffering the effects and aftermath of the change, but he
couldn't let him go.  Couldn't  let him die. He didn't care how selfish it was.
Yuu still wanted him. Needed him. Loved him...
He stood, angrily pulling the vile out from his pocket and unscrewing the cap.
Mika gaped at him, then at the vial. “No-” Mika tried to struggle, knowing what
Yuu intended to do. “Don't! Please don't!”
“You need it.” Yuu approached him with the vial, ignoring his protests and
struggling. “You’re already feverish and having withdrawals.” Yuu clamped a
hand around his jaw, keeping his head still and forcing Mika’s mouth to open.
Mika didn't have any vampiric strength yet. In fact, it was fairly easy to keep
him in place with his own superior demonic strength, but he felt horribly
guilty. The last thing he wanted was to force Mika to live a life didn't want.
But before he could change his mind, he poured the blood into Mika’s mouth,
clamping his jaw shut and holding his nose and mouth closed until he swallowed.
“I can't let you go...I’m sorry Mika.”
When Yuu was sure Mika was swallowed the blood, Yuu released him.
Mika let out a gasp. “You fucking bastard! How could you?! You can't force this
on me! Don't do this to me! Please!”
“I’m sorry.” Yuu whispered again, then he turned to leave the basement.
 
***
 
It was as if a million tiny fire ants were crawling in his veins, burning him
from the inside out. His whole body vibrated, his vision faded in and out with
his consciousness. The pain of his body dying was unlike anything he’d ever
felt. Like being burned alive and frozen to death all at once. And all he could
do was scream through the pain, alone in the darkness, until the horrifying
time came when he couldn't even scream. Couldn't move. He body became paralyzed
as nerves sparked and died, his heart slowing in his chest, his lungs resisting
the urge the take in breaths.
For how long he lay comatose, he didn't know. He couldn't keep track of time
when he was chained in a dark basement and the shock to his body kept pulling
him into unconsciousness. Yet, he’d wake from blacking out once in awhile
feeling less hungry. Which meant Yuu had come to force feed him while he was
out. And he hated him for it.
 
Chapter End Notes
     So...this is a thing that happening!
***** A Chance to Breath *****
Chapter Notes
     It's been away but I felt inspired :) Thank you all for reading! This
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     follow this!
Days went by with Mika wavering in and out of a delirious state of
consciousness and an almost deathlike state of unconsciousness. They vials of
blood were running low, and Yuu began to ponder on what to do when they were
gone completely.
He was already in too deep now. Mika had already began to change. The past
couple of nights he went down to the basement to dose the man with the vampire
blood, Yuu noticed that Mika’s canines had elongated at the scent of the blood.
They had sharpened and seemed to glisten like shards of glass; venom-laced
saliva coating the grotesque, sharp fangs.
Mika’s body had gone cold. His skin paling to resemble that of a corpse, his
chest no longer rising and falling with breath. The only signs exhibiting that
he was alive, or rather  undead,  were to times when he’d fitfully move and cry
out from whatever pain he must have been feeling as his body died and then
reanimated into that of the monster he was becoming.
Yuu contemplated killing him. Just to end the suffering; his own and Mika’s.
But when he’d come down to the basement that night, Mika had cracked open his
eyes and Yuu saw that vivid blue peering at him in the darkness and realised he
couldn't. Mika was still in there, somewhere. He  had  to be, even though the
blue eyes looking at him held no recognition of who he was.
Yuu fed him, finding it more difficult now as Mika began to gain that ungodly
vampiric strength, but once he’d finished he silently went back upstairs. He
stopped sitting at Mika’s bedside the second time the transforming vampire had
almost relieved Yuu of his head with his razor sharp claws in a fit of rage.
Anger is good.  Yuu thought.  Resisting is a good sign. It means Mika isn't
gone yet. He’s still fighting the change. He’s still in there...he’s still
Mika... Yuu told himself this a lot.
*
He was in his living room going through how and where to obtain blood for Mika
and researching what to do once he’d fully transitioned, when Yuu heard swift
knocking at his front door.
Yuu rose from the couch, quickly shutting his laptop, books on vampirism and
hid his notes as the hairs on his arms and neck stood up.
What the fuck...I warned Guren not to come here. Who-?
“Yuu-san! Open up!”
“Shit,” Yuu cursed. Of course it was Shinoa. He should have expected her to go
poking her nose around where it didn't belong sooner or later.
He remained still and quiet, hoping she’d think he wasn't home and go away.
“Your truck is parked out front and my demon can sense your own.” Shinoa called
from the other side of the door, sounding smug.
After another couple of minutes of silence, Yuu saw a shadow move in front of
the window as Shinoa tried to peek inside. Both the blinds and curtains were
drawn to keep out the sunlight and nosy little hunters from seeing into his
home, but Yuu still moved out of the field of vision. He cursed again when he
knocked over a liquor bottle perched on the edge of the coffee table, causing
it to fall and clatter loudly against the wood floor.
There was no hiding that he was, in fact, occupying his house at the moment,
but Yuu still couldn't answer the door. He didn't know what she wanted, what
her intentions were or what she would do once she saw the state he was in. He
knew he looked like hell and probably smelled like a distillery.
Shinoa moved back to knock furiously at the door, yelling “If you don't let me
in, I’ll use Shin to  get  me in! Then you’ll be needing a new door!”
Even though Yuu’s home was protector with wards to keep invaders out, the wards
didn't protect against his fellow hunters if they used their demons to get
inside. “For safety and emergency purposes”, Guren had told him. He regretted
complying to this rule now.
He silently moved to unlock his door once Shinoa began counting down. He kept
the chain in place and cracked the door open. The sunlight hurt his eyes from
not having seen it in nearly two weeks. When Shinoa came into focus, he
immediately regretted opening the door for her as her face morphed from an
expression of anger into one of deep concern.
“Yuu?” She questioned. “Whats...are you okay?”
Yuu narrowed his eyes on her. “I’m fine. And I’m busy right now so…” He began
closing the door on her but before he could get it shut, Shinoa kicked it open,
breaking the chain and Yuu’s nose in the process. “What the fuck?!”
“You’ll heal.” She deadpanned as she stepped inside, scanning the surroundings
as if dissecting everything she saw.
Yuu straightened his broken nose, cracking it into place before it rapidly
healed. “That’s not the point!” Yuu groused as he wiped the blood from his top
lip. “You can't just break in!”
Shinoa turned on her heal and pinned him with her gaze. “I can when you’ve cut
off all communication for two weeks, asshole! For all we know, you could have
been dead!”
“I’m taking a break.” Yuu said as he brushed past her and sank onto his couch.
He took a half-gone cigarette from the ashtray in front of him and lit it up.
She wrinkled her nose. “And since when do smoke?”
“Since now.” Yuu took a drag from the cigarette, trying not to cough in front
of Shinoa and give her more fodder to lecture him and think she was right about
everything. He couldn't get cancer from smoking, but it was still unhealthy and
made his clothes stink. Which would give away his position during a hunt. But
he had smoked as a teenager. And the remembered relief and headrush he’d get
from smoking was what had driven him to buy a pack. He needed something to calm
his ever-present nerves.
Yet, instead of lecturing him, Shinoa took the cigarette from his mouth and
took a drag from it before handing it back. “What’s going on with you?” She
asked, then looked around again. “Where’s Mika? I heard from Guren that you had
rescued him.”
Yuu nearly scoffed at that. Because rescuing Mika would apply that he had saved
his life. And he hadn't...He’d only prolonged his death. Interminably.
“Is Guren the one who put you up to this?” He asked.
Shinoa raised a brow. She knew he was avoiding her question, but she let it
slide. “I haven't spoken to Guren other than receiving assignments. Speaking of
which, there’s currently a ban in place for vampire hunter. Do you know
anything about that?”
She was getting too nosy. He needed to get her out of here before he said
something revealing. Or before Mika woke up and started making noises to alert
her of his presence.
“I told you. I’ve been on a break.”
“And you don't think the vamp hunting ban is a bit odd?”
Yuu shrugged.
“And you take a break after rescuing Mika and destroying their stronghold,
along with several surrounding neighborhoods? You’ve always been one to strike
while the iron’s hot.”
“Like I said, I’ve been busy.”
Shinoa crossed her arms over her chest. “Busy while on your  break?”
“Yep.”
They stared at each other for long moments, before Shinoa’s eyes flitted to the
side for a split second before returning to him. If Yuu’s eyesight hadn't been
so enhanced, he wouldn't have caught it. But he had and he glanced over to
where she had looked.
Shit, the satchel-!
He lunged for it, but Shinoa telegraphed his movements and moved before he did,
snatching the satchel up just as Yuu reached for it.
“Give me that.” He warned, trying to make a grab for it but she evaded him,
knocking over more items from his coffee table and a seating chair as he chased
her around the house before tripping over his clutter and falling. “Shinoa,
don't!”
She opened it, her brows creasing as she viewed the contents. “What is…”
Yuu shot to his feet and tore the bag from her grip. He wanted to fling it
against the wall in anger, but he needed to little vials of blood secured
inside.  She saw...she saw!
“Tell me what’s going on, Yuu. Right now! Are those filled with blood? Why do
you have blood vials? Explain!”
“Just get the fuck out!” Yuu thundered, grasping her bicep in his powerful grip
and yanking her back to the front door.
“Not until you come clean, Yuu!” She dug her heels in, resisting with
everything she had to stay inside.
Yuu was stronger though, and he almost had her to the door when noises from the
basement filtered up through the floor. Yuu froze, his heart jumping to his
throat at the sounds of chains rattling, followed by Mika crying out in pain.
“What was-” Another cry was heard from the basement, more distinct than the
last. “Was that Mika?!”
“Shinoa, wait-”
“Shin!” She called out, bringing her demon to the forefront and effectively
sending him flying to the other side of the room and crashing into the way.
As Yuu crumpled to the floor with a couple of broken ribs, Shinoa flew to the
basement door and opened it. Yuu followed as quickly as possible, despite his
injuries, and nearly caught up to her as she jumped down the flight of stairs
and turned on the lights to see the other man chained to the wall and strapped
to a cot in the basement.
“Oh gods, Mika!” Shinoa cried, and was about the reach to unfasten him from the
cot but Yuu wrapped his arm around her middle and pulled her away just as Mika
swiped those claws at her, hissing and baring his fangs at the two of them.
Shinoa was panting, wide eyed and speechless for a while as she gaped at what
was before her. “Y-Yuu...thats-”
“I know.”
“But he-”
“Yeah.”
“And you-”
“Shinoa, I need to get you out of here. It isn't safe down here with him.”
She nodded dumbly and allowed Yuu to bring her back upstairs and into the
living room. She sank onto his couch, her expression confused and a little bit
afraid. Of what, Yuu wasn't sure. But he went into the kitchen to get her a
glass of water. If she was going to be in on this now, he may as well extend an
olive branch.
He made his way back over to her and handed her the water glass. She blinked at
it before asking “Do you have something a little stronger?”
Rolling his eyes, Yuu dumped the water into his long dead plant and retrieved
the whisky bottle he’d knocked over earlier, filling up two fingers worth and
handed it to her. As she sipped, Yuu sat beside her, taking a few swigs of his
own straight from the bottle.
After a few moments of them two just sitting there, Shinoa trying to get her
bearings and Yuu trying to get a buzz, Shinoa started with the questions. “What
are you doing with him, Yuu? What happened to him? Why is he still alive? How
did he even  get  that far in the transition? And what the overall fuck is
going on?!”
Yuu sighed and placed the bottle on the table. “It's...complicated.”
“No shit!” Shinoa snapped. “How could you have let this happen?!”
“Let?  This was completely out of my control! He was infected already when I
retrieved him…”
“How did you know?” She asked. “Didn't he tell you?”
Yuu shook his head. “I’m not sure what all they did to him while he was trapped
there. But he was already showing signs of being infected. Ferid only confirmed
that he had, in fact, infected him.”
“And you let Ferid live?!”
“I didn't have a choice, Shinoa! He gave me an ultimatum. I could take Mika
away from there with the blood vials I needed to complete his transition and
save him, and let the vampires go, or use what little energy I had left to try
to kill the rest of the vamps and Mika in the process. Probably would have
gotten myself killed too. There was so many of them...even after blowing up the
building with a UV bomb. But if Mika hadn't been in the state he was in, I
would have tried. But...I just couldn't. So I made a deal.”
“And that’s why there a hunting ban?”
“Unfortunately, yes. Ferid can kill Mika at any time if I break our deal and
start going after the remaining sanguinem vamps. He has Mika’s demon, and
somehow it’s still connected to him.”
“Holy shit.”
“Yeah…”
There was silence again as they both became lost in their own thoughts.
But when Shinoa spoke again, it was the exact thing Yuu didn't want to hear.
“Yuu-san, why not just end it? I mean,” she gestured to the basement door where
the sounds of Mika wailing were still being heard from. “Clearly he’s
suffering! Do you really want him to become one of them? Do you think  he
wants to become one them?”
Yuu put his head in his hands. “I know Shinoa. I know, it’s fucked up. All of
this is fucked up! But...I can't. I can't kill him. And I can't let him be
killed. I’m not ready to lose him yet…”
“Yuu…” Shinoa placed her palm on his shoulder. “That...what’s down there, that
isn't Mika anymore. That’s a reanimated corpse.”
YUu shook his head. “He's in there. I see it. I  feel  it!”
Shinoa frowned. “Yuu, whatever is left of Mika inside of that being, is
suffering. He’s in pain. We both can hear it. Soon, Mika will be gone
completely and his soul will never be able to rest in peace.”
Yuu didn't want to believe that, even though her words were everything he’d
believed since learning of the existence of vampires. It was everything he was
taught. But he didn't want it to be true.
“If that’s the case, and I figure out that Mika truly is gone once he’s
finished transitioning, I’ll...I’ll do what needs to be done.” Yuu said,
sitting up to look her in the eyes. “But I have to see for myself. I have to
see if it’s true. Because if I kill him without finding out if Mika’s soul
lives on in vampire form, I won't be able to live with myself.”
Shinoa removed her hand and finished her drink before reaching for the bottle
and pouring herself another, then drained that one instantly. She stood.
“Alright then. What do we need to do?”
Yuu blinked up at her. “What?”
“Your routine. What’s the protocol? Do you just sit here all day getting
plastered until his snack time or do you have a schedule?”
He blinked again. “What are you saying? Aren’t you going to rat me out to the
others?”
“I’ve known you long enough to know when you aren't going to change your mind
about something. And I guess your heart is in the right place, but…” She looked
around at the mess. “This isn't a healthy way to go about this. You look and
smell almost as bad as your place and you need to be alert if you’re going to
be babysitting a fledgling. Luckily, you have me to help.” Shinoa placed her
hands on her hips. “And no, I’m not going to tell anyone. Especially now that
I’ve decided to help you.”
“Shinoa, I appreciate the gesture but it’s too dangerous.”
Shinoa snorted. “I can still kick your ass, last time I checked. And me being
here is safer than you being here alone and drunk and wallowing in self-pity.
Two heads are better than one. I’ll watch your back.”
Yuu wasn't about to argue that logic, because yeah. It was true. And like
himself, when Shinoa set her mind to something, she could be as stubborn as he
was. “Fine...but just until I figure out what to do after the transition.”
*
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