Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Vampire's Breath ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: princessflame91 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.05.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 700 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.05.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 700 | Status: Completed
Kyo slipped into the room, once Akito had breezed out. He was disgusted by the way that Akito had tauntingly licked the blood, from his lips while walking out. Walking in, he noticed that Yuki and Hatori were still in there, next to Tohru. They were having a quiet discussion.
“What's the issue here, other then the fact that Tohru here, seems to be bordering death?” Kyo questioned. Yuki and Hatori looked up at the sound of Kyo's voice.
“We're trying to decide whether Akito meant for Tohru to heal or not.” Hatori answered, “If he didn't, then one of us will have to drink some of her blood. Since you're here, and you have the least amount of thirst, why don't you do it? That way, she won't be dead afterwards. Anyways, she trusts you the most.”
So Kyo leaned down, took her wrist, brought it to his lips, and sank his teeth in. Tohru's eyes snapped open, thinking that someone was there to kill her.
When she saw Kyo, she panicked, thinking that Kyo was going to turn on her too. He pulled his fangs out, gently.
“Tohru, I ain't here to kill you.” Kyo explained, “We're not sure whether Akito wanted ya ta heal or not, so I'll have to take a lil' of your blood to reverse what he wanted if he wanted to kill you.” After taking a look at her expression, he added, “Don't worry, I'm not turning on you, I just want you to stay alive. Please trust me Tohru. I love you.” he added quietly and hesitantly. So saying, he quickly leaned down and sank his fangs into her wrist, and drank. He barely took a sip, before he pulled his fangs out, sputtering.
“How do you guys drink blood?” he asked, “It's so flat and salty, and I can taste metal or something in it.” At that, he glanced at Tohru's wrist and gasped at the thin scar that he saw. “So that's what I tasted.” he concluded. Kyo was able to taste any attempt at suicide in the blood of any of his victims, except for he did not really have victims, unless you counted the tomato soup in the fridge. It was another special thing given to Kyo.
However, he only tasted it if he drank from that same area. Kyo guessed that that had not been enough to reverse it, though, so he gently pulled her up, and sank his fangs into her neck. He suddenly tasted life flowing through his mouth. After about ten seconds, he pulled away.
He admitted that it felt and tasted good to have life flowing through his mouth, but he decided that it just was not his favorite drink in the world. He preferred milk to it.
He looked at Tohru, to make sure that she was okay, and saw that a blush was gracing her cheeks. He wondered why she was blushing.
Suddenly, he was aware of the scant amount of distance between their bodies. He quickly pulled away from her, a blush spreading across his cheeks like wildfire. He mumbled something about going to get some food, and fled from the room, only to hear Yuki snickering, and Hatori sniggering from behind him.
Yuki and Hatori calmed down once Kyo left the room. Except for Hatori had always been calmed down. He had just sniggered to hide his hurt that Tohru would go with another guy, let alone the cat, of all creatures. After all, he was supposed to be the emotionless one with no heart in the family, so emotions, such as love, were out of the question for him, especially for an innocent young girl, like Tohru. That would make him just like Shigure, taking advantage of someone's weakness, and turning it into his strength. Hatori considered that to be going down too low, even for them, the doubly, or even thrice cursed if you might, since they were cursed along with the Goddamned Akito as head of the family, as well as being receivers of the jyuunishi and being vampires, demons of the night.
Hatori suddenly chuckled, the stereotyped version of a vampire entering his head. He imagined himself as cold, pale, allergic to garlic, defenseless and vulnerable to the bright, “agonizing” sun, and of course constantly blood hungry. His chuckle stopped short when he realized that the only thing that was not true was that he was powerless against the sun. Him being allergic to garlic was semi-true. He could not stand that strong of a taste in his mouth. Besides, it fouled up the taste of life flowing newly through his veins. He was, after all, as the legends said, blood hungry. As well as that, he apparently was cold, and Akito had even named him as cold as snow. In addition, he was unnaturally pale, due to his lack of time spent outside. The most time he ever spent outside was when he was at the gas station, waiting for the pump to fill up. He found that strangely ironic in an odd way that he had no clue how it was ironic. (A/N: In other words, I lost my train of thought [chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga-WOO-WOO!])
Tohru, in the meantime, was frightened of being in the same room as Yuki and Hatori with no one to protect her. After all, they both had not seemed very reluctant to kill her earlier. Then again, they did seem a bit scared after Akito practically drained her of her life.
Both of them finally noticed the whimper coming from Tohru. They turned to face her, and found her pale and shivering. She looked at them with pure fear in her eyes.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked. “Are you going to finish me off, now that Kyo’s gone?” They genuinely regretted having given her reason to fear them. They could not believe that they had done that to their own little Tohru. They remembered when she was so innocent and full of life. They could not believe that they were the ones to drain her of her happiness and vigor. They were the ones guilty of making her into the skin and bones figure that she currently was. They could hear her breath rattling in her throat. However, it was not only her breath they heard rattling in her throat; it was also her blood.
“What's the issue here, other then the fact that Tohru here, seems to be bordering death?” Kyo questioned. Yuki and Hatori looked up at the sound of Kyo's voice.
“We're trying to decide whether Akito meant for Tohru to heal or not.” Hatori answered, “If he didn't, then one of us will have to drink some of her blood. Since you're here, and you have the least amount of thirst, why don't you do it? That way, she won't be dead afterwards. Anyways, she trusts you the most.”
So Kyo leaned down, took her wrist, brought it to his lips, and sank his teeth in. Tohru's eyes snapped open, thinking that someone was there to kill her.
When she saw Kyo, she panicked, thinking that Kyo was going to turn on her too. He pulled his fangs out, gently.
“Tohru, I ain't here to kill you.” Kyo explained, “We're not sure whether Akito wanted ya ta heal or not, so I'll have to take a lil' of your blood to reverse what he wanted if he wanted to kill you.” After taking a look at her expression, he added, “Don't worry, I'm not turning on you, I just want you to stay alive. Please trust me Tohru. I love you.” he added quietly and hesitantly. So saying, he quickly leaned down and sank his fangs into her wrist, and drank. He barely took a sip, before he pulled his fangs out, sputtering.
“How do you guys drink blood?” he asked, “It's so flat and salty, and I can taste metal or something in it.” At that, he glanced at Tohru's wrist and gasped at the thin scar that he saw. “So that's what I tasted.” he concluded. Kyo was able to taste any attempt at suicide in the blood of any of his victims, except for he did not really have victims, unless you counted the tomato soup in the fridge. It was another special thing given to Kyo.
However, he only tasted it if he drank from that same area. Kyo guessed that that had not been enough to reverse it, though, so he gently pulled her up, and sank his fangs into her neck. He suddenly tasted life flowing through his mouth. After about ten seconds, he pulled away.
He admitted that it felt and tasted good to have life flowing through his mouth, but he decided that it just was not his favorite drink in the world. He preferred milk to it.
He looked at Tohru, to make sure that she was okay, and saw that a blush was gracing her cheeks. He wondered why she was blushing.
Suddenly, he was aware of the scant amount of distance between their bodies. He quickly pulled away from her, a blush spreading across his cheeks like wildfire. He mumbled something about going to get some food, and fled from the room, only to hear Yuki snickering, and Hatori sniggering from behind him.
Yuki and Hatori calmed down once Kyo left the room. Except for Hatori had always been calmed down. He had just sniggered to hide his hurt that Tohru would go with another guy, let alone the cat, of all creatures. After all, he was supposed to be the emotionless one with no heart in the family, so emotions, such as love, were out of the question for him, especially for an innocent young girl, like Tohru. That would make him just like Shigure, taking advantage of someone's weakness, and turning it into his strength. Hatori considered that to be going down too low, even for them, the doubly, or even thrice cursed if you might, since they were cursed along with the Goddamned Akito as head of the family, as well as being receivers of the jyuunishi and being vampires, demons of the night.
Hatori suddenly chuckled, the stereotyped version of a vampire entering his head. He imagined himself as cold, pale, allergic to garlic, defenseless and vulnerable to the bright, “agonizing” sun, and of course constantly blood hungry. His chuckle stopped short when he realized that the only thing that was not true was that he was powerless against the sun. Him being allergic to garlic was semi-true. He could not stand that strong of a taste in his mouth. Besides, it fouled up the taste of life flowing newly through his veins. He was, after all, as the legends said, blood hungry. As well as that, he apparently was cold, and Akito had even named him as cold as snow. In addition, he was unnaturally pale, due to his lack of time spent outside. The most time he ever spent outside was when he was at the gas station, waiting for the pump to fill up. He found that strangely ironic in an odd way that he had no clue how it was ironic. (A/N: In other words, I lost my train of thought [chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga-WOO-WOO!])
Tohru, in the meantime, was frightened of being in the same room as Yuki and Hatori with no one to protect her. After all, they both had not seemed very reluctant to kill her earlier. Then again, they did seem a bit scared after Akito practically drained her of her life.
Both of them finally noticed the whimper coming from Tohru. They turned to face her, and found her pale and shivering. She looked at them with pure fear in her eyes.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked. “Are you going to finish me off, now that Kyo’s gone?” They genuinely regretted having given her reason to fear them. They could not believe that they had done that to their own little Tohru. They remembered when she was so innocent and full of life. They could not believe that they were the ones to drain her of her happiness and vigor. They were the ones guilty of making her into the skin and bones figure that she currently was. They could hear her breath rattling in her throat. However, it was not only her breath they heard rattling in her throat; it was also her blood.
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Well, after a nice long wait, I have finally gotten the time to write up another chappie. Hope ya like. It’s sorta stunted, I know. Choppy, I know. Devoid of any visible plot, I know. But I must have at least some readers. Right? That’s y u should R+R. If I feel that I don’t have any readers, I will discontinue writing this fic. I’m serious. I was contemplating doing so earlier, but it called to me. I had something in my head, so I had to finish the chapter.