Utena, Revolutionary Girl Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Soaked and Honor Bound: Reloaded ❯ Chapter 5

Disclaimer: This is a r-rated fic, containing sexual content of the shoujo-ai variety as well as some implied shonen-ai. If this sort of thing offends you I'd recomend reading something else.

Blood Soaked and Honor Bound: Reloaded Five

With the setting of the sun the creatures of the night began to stir from their daytime rest. Owls hooted mournfully, bats took wing, rats scurried, wolves howled out their lonely cries, and in and around Ohtori Academy, the vampires awakened in their dens.

Touga Kiryuu sighed softly to himself, the red haired young man holding out his goblet to one of his pretty little serving girls. There were dozens of them, all sweet young things he had brought here by the force of his will alone. Deprived of any clothes they sauntered about the observatory or lounged on the couches, ready and willing to serve his every need.

"Fill it up," Touga ordered her softly.

Breasts bouncing the nude girl paced towards where Touga was sitting, holding out her arm over the rim of the glass. With grace she took a barber's razor and gently drew it over one of several barely healed scars. Redness welled up, and then flowed into the glass as she moaned softly. One of the other girls slipped up behind her, a arm curling arount to cup a full breast even as another slid down between her legs seeking sweet wetness.

Touga watched the glass fill even as she began to sway in place, moaning as the other girl pleasured her. Keeping her arm still was a challenge as the little redhead licked her neck, biting occassionally as her hands sped up. A hard nipple was firmly pinched, the soft flesh of the breast pulled and released as the wicked redhead worked to bring her companion to orgasm.

"Ah!" In a cry as much pain as pleasure she came, thighs glossy with her heady wine even as the blood rushed, filling the cup. She grew pale, and as a last few drops of her precious blood fell, she collapsed limply backwards. He took a small drink from his glass, swirling the liquid around in his mouth, savoring the sweet taste and the heady smell in the air while ignoring the body that was now laying on the floor nearby.

Finally, Touga pretended to notice her and casually said to the other girls, "If she's still alive, bandage up her arm and let her rest." With a cold smile he added, "If she's dead, toss her out with the rest of the trash." A few of the serving girls quickly dragged her body away, leaving a small streak of blood on the floor in their wake.

The mad vampire, Saionji, scrambled out from his corner, lapping at the mess on the clean floor, the ragged remnants of his uniform shirt his only covering. Touga reached out to pat his filthy mop of hair as he laughingly said, "Good doggie." Saionji whined out his happiness, looking up at his master with an odd adoration in his eyes as he suddenly began to develop an erection. He nuzzled at Touga's lap but he firmly pushed him away as he commanded, "No bone for you tonight, boy, go play with one of the girls."

"Awrrr... Touga...," Saionji managed to growl, eyes gleaming with insanity then he turned. He was off like a shot, the redhead who had worked so hard to pleasure her companion his target. She didn't even have a chance to cry out as he leapt, yellowed fangs ripping her throat out even as he brutally mounted her, humping away madly.

"Good puppy," Touga laughed aloud. But that momentary feeling of pleasure quickly faded, and Touga was left only with his own troubling thoughts.

`It was far too easy,' Touga thought to himself grimly, `to dominate these cattle. I need to find a new challenge.' He smiled slightly, thinking of Tenjou Utena. `She's beautiful, so fierce, and her will is as strong as any I have met. No wonder Lord Akio wanted her! If I could take her,' he mused, `it would be truly glorious.'

"Will you try to take Utena, then?" the smooth voice asked him from the shadows, almost as if it's owner had been able to read his very thoughts. Touga turned around in his seat in surprise at the intrusion, frowning to see the woman that some called the beautiful leopard, Arisugawa Juri, standing there right behind him.

"I haven't decided," Touga lied to her smoothly, wondering how she had snuck in.

Juri smiled slightly, her long orange hair flowing like a wave over the crisp uniform she wore as she said mockingly, "I wouldn't recommend trying it, Kiryuu." She smiled, or at least bared her white teeth with a hint of her fangs showing as she purred dangerously, "I think she'd be too much for you to handle, little boy."

Touga hissed in sudden fury at her gall, his own fangs gleaming in the dim lights, but she just laughed as she turned to casually walked away. Saionji moved to try and stop her but she swiiftly kicked him aside like the dog he now was. He ran to a corner with a painful yelp, cowering in fear as she descended the stairs.

Juri strode away from the tower, deep in thought. `Hopefully, he'll try to attack Utena,' she thought with a grim little smile, `She'll kill him easily, of course, and my primary rival for the ladies of Ohtori will be gone.'

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Nanami pressed herself up against the wall, trying desperately to get away from him. "Please," the beautiful blonde cried out, "you don't want to do this!"

Tsuwabuki just smiled at her, his white fangs gleaming in the lamp light. "I'll take care of you, Nanami," the brown haired boy sighed out to her dreamily, "just like your brother. I'll keep you safe." He took another half step forward, his eyes gleaming madly as the horrid scent of rotting meat wafted from his body.

Tsuwabuki's black school uniform was shabby now, badly torn, far different than how he had once looked. But what he was now had very little in common with what he had once been, the handsome young boy with the bright future ahead completely gone.

"No," Nanami softly whimpered, almost trying to go through the wall itself to attempt to get away from the young vampire.

There was a startled look on his face and Nanami cried out, surprise and horror in her voice as something wet burst out of his chest, spraying her with foul smelling gore. She looked in shock as the woman smoothly drove Tsuwabiki's body downward, looking like some kind of warrior goddess as she struck with what looked like a spear of some kind.

"Stay still, damn you," Utena muttered to him.

She paused in her work to look up at Nanami, Utena's eyes the most shocking color of blue. She used the flagpole that she had stabbed him with to pin the small boy's writhing body down to the floor. Then she knelt down, staked the creature's heart and he suddenly stopped struggling.

"Thank you," Nanami managed to say as she fought the urge to gag, feeling her legs growing weak underneath her in relief.

Utena looked up, seeing the shell shocked look on the young girl's face. It was something she had grown used to seeing, here at Ohtori. "Are you going to be all right?" Utena asked her crisply, carefully keeping her distance from the girl.

Nanami spat several times, trying to get something out of her mouth. "He used to be a nice kid," she said softly, a tear trickling down as she looked at the boy's body.

Utena noticed that some of the gore covering Nanami had gotten into her mouth, too. "Better wash out your mouth when you shower," she advised her, easily picking up Tsuwabuki and putting him over her shoulder. `I don't know if you can become a vampire accidentally swallowing the blood,' she thought, `and I don't think I want to find out.' Before Nanami could say anything in reply Utena was gone, disappearing into the darkness without a sound.

Nanami leaned up against the wall, trying to summon the strength to move as her thoughts raced. 'That's the missing student,' she realized, 'Tenjou Utena. Why did she...?'

"She didn't hurt you, did she?" the dusky skinned woman emerged from the shadows, looking towards where Utena had disappeared.

"Who?" Nanami blurted, turning to look at the strange girl in surprise. She was dressed in a long skirt, rustling as she moved, and her hair was the boldest shade of purple.

"Himemiya Anthy," she quietly introduced herself, gently suporting Nanami as she helped her walk away.

'Looks like having Anthy around will be useful,' Utena thought as she carried the body away. 'Still doesn't trust me, though,' she noted wryly.

It didn't take Utena very much time to gather up the firewood she needed. She did it with as much dignity as she could manage, giving poor Tsuwabuki a silent prayer before she set his earthly remains ablaze. She watched the flames dancing, the body slowly becoming ashes and dust, lost in her own troubling thoughts.

"Poor child," Utena heard a woman say from just a little ways behind her, "I don't think he was ever suited to this life."

Utena quickly turned around to see Juri standing there, looking into the fire thoughtfully. The rising flames lit up her orange hair, and seemed to give the color of life back to her bone pale skin. She looked eerily beautiful standing there in the firelight and Utena felt a sudden stab of something that could almost be called... desire.

Juri tilted her head to the side as she continued, "Though none of us chose this, I suppose."

Utena toyed with the stake that she held in her hand as she watched Juri warily. "Something I can do for you, Juri?" she asked her softly, ready for any attack that she might bring.

"I'd like to help you, Utena," Juri said to her pleasantly. She took a careful step towards her, smiling, and a strange scent seemed to waft over towards her, a sweetness in the air that made Utena's teeth ache to be used.

"How can you help me?" Utena asked, trying hard to concentrate. That scent, it was so familiar, she should know it!

"You need to accept who you are," Juri answered her softly, reaching out to stroke at Utena's cheek. Utena's eyes widened as she saw a streak of dark red along Juri's wrist, a stain that was slowly spreading up her pale arm.

Suddenly she remembered exactly where she had smelled that delicious scent before, from when she had fed from Akio the very first time. The sweet scent of a vampire's lifeblood, being freely given up to another. "What are you doing?" she made herself ask Juri softly, her swiftly extended fangs making speech difficult.

"A sharing," Juri said, stepping up to Utena's body to whisper softly, her sweet breath tickling her ear. She felt Juri's cool body pressed up against her own, the scent nearly overwhelming her. The hunger in her body blazed with a sudden fire as Juri said, "Will you take my blood, Utena, so that I may take some of yours?"

Drawing on all of her strength Utena turned and fled but Juri followed her closely, the two racing over the roofs back to the abandoned dorm, and to Utena's silent bedroom. Utena hid in the shadows while Juri stood at the doorway smiling at her, as a shaking Utena fought the hunger that surged through her. A hunger for what Juri offered her.

"Leave me alone!" Utena cried out, knowing that Juri could not come into the room unless Utena herself chose to invite her in.

Juri smiled sadly, dramatically shaking her head back and forth. "Oh, how you deny yourself, Tenjou," she whispered, the softness of her voice making Utena listen to it all the harder, "We are both so alone, you and I." She smiled as a single red tear slowly trickled down her face and firing Utena's hunger even more. "Couldn't we be together, if only for tonight? To not be so very alone, anymore?" she asked with surprising seriousness.

Juri extended her pale hand, a bit of her rich blood pooling there in her palm, the scent making Utena's head spin. Utena struggled with her hunger, with her desire, but she knew it was a loosing battle. `It doesn't have to mean anything,' Utena thought to herself desperately even as she said to Juri aloud, "Come inside."

Juri was inside and upon Utena in only a moment, swiftly pressing the pooled blood to the other girl's lips, then kissing her fiercely on the red stained mouth. The blood that they passed back and forth between them just seemed to make the fevered kisses all the sweeter as Juri ground her body up against Utena's, tongue's dancing.

Her hands tore at Utena's clothes, the black boy's coat tossed aside even as her pants soon followed. Naked beneath them Utena felt Juri's gaze run across her body then Juri nearly moaned out, "You look more lovely than I thought..."

Utena mewled as she felt the cut wrist pushed to her own lips, even as Juri drew Utena's wrist up to the wet heat of her own mouth. The taste of Juri was indescribable, sweet wine one moment, brandy maybe, then it simply dissolved into a mix of pure pleasure. They fell as one to Utena's bed, their bodies tangling together on top of the covers.

`Now,' Juri thought triumphantly, `now you're mine at last, my sweet Utena.' She pulled away from the cut, her lips bright red and simply tore her own uniform away, casting the clothing aside as she looked down at Utena with an expression of raw hunger.

"Please," Utena moaned out, all of her strength having fled as she lay there at Juri's mercy, heat racing through her thin form.

Juri slid over Utena's body, sliding one long leg between her's as she pressed down. Utena spread her leg's wantonly, Juri's thigh pressing forcefully to her wet pussy. "You're more beautiful now," Juri purred, "with your desire written on youir face."

"Shut up," Utena hissed out as she pulled Juri down into another fierce kiss, both of them moving together roughly on the creaking bed, eagerly seeking the hights of pleasure that their bodies could reach. As the first orgasm crashed through Utena a single thought came home to her, 'Nothing will ever be the same for me after this.'

Early in the morning, Utena stood alone by her window, looking out into the darkness that still lingered here before the coming of the dawn. The naked young woman looked down at her wrist, the now fully healed wound a soft pink, and licked at her lips. A little bit of the sweetness she had tasted still lingered there, to tease at her memory.

She walked over to her bed, looking down at the pale red stained sheets before violently tearing the bloody cloth right off the mattress. She concentrated on what she was doing, trying not to let herself think about what she had done tonight or the scent that wafted up, a heady mix of sex and blood. `Or how much I enjoyed what we did,' Utena admitted to herself with a soft sigh.

What Juri had said to her when she was leaving still lingered in Utena's mind. Standing there in her uniform, the coat unbuttoned and the swell of her breasts clearly visable she had looked even more desireable, if that was possible. "When you're ready to accept what you are," Juri had said to her with a little smile, "come to me." A smile stretched Juri's blood red lips as she seductively vowed to her, "I'll show you pleasures that would make tonight seem like nothing."

Utena could feel the heaviness coming over her limbs, a cue that dawn was going to be here soon. She closed up the shutters, laying down on the bare bed for her day's rest. As she eyes closed, strangely, she found herself thinking about Anthy, too.

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It was only an hour after dawn when it was found, sprawled out in one of the gardens. The girl's nude body was pale, drained of it's blood, and wounds made by a blade marked her arms. Most were long healed, but one still oozed a bit of pink.

Anthy moved through the crowd carefully, her new schoolgirl's uniform swirling around her legs. She reached the clear space and knelt down, examining the body. The vampire hadn't chosen to bite, making his servant bleed herself for him, preventing the further spread of the vampire curse. There was a smile on the dead girl's face, as if she had been happy to give of herself.

'What sort of person does this?' ahe wondered. A piece of paper lay nearby, the edge slightly stained by the little blood that had remained in her body. Anthy picked it up to read and a muscle in her jaw jumped in anger.

"Tenjou Utena," it read in elegant script, "Stop me if you can." And underneath, it was signed simply "Kiryuu Touga."

Anthy crushed the paper in her hand, her hair blowing in the breeze. 'Should I handle this myself.' she wondered, 'or would this make a good test for Utena?' She turned to walk away, frowning as she recognized a familiar face in the crowd, 'And what is Nanami doing here?'