Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Tainted Blood ❯ Bloodlust ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Tainted Blood

by myka

Chapter 4

"Bloodlust"

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There was a drum. A beat. One Yohji followed by instinct.

A hot liquid poured over his mouth and he drank. Following that beating, that rhythm; pacing itself…going slower and slower.

Yohji's eyes snapped open and he instantly became aware. Aware of the cold night air. Aware of the desolated place he was in. And aware of the person he was holding.

Yohji stared. He forced his eyesight getting used to the dark until he could see; and in the dim light he recognized the face of his enemy…Schuldig.

The slowing rhythm was the beating of Schuldig's heart. Yohji stared in horror as the realization of what he had just done dawned upon him. He couldn't turn his gaze away…Schuldig's white pale face, his closed eyes and his blood-drenched neck. A soft gasp of surprise escaped Yohji's lips as he stopped holding Schuldig, letting the german's body fall to the floor with a loud thud. He backed out one step, then another; still trying to make sense of it all, still trying to understand why…

He ran.

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Yohji shut the door to his bathroom door with all his might. He stared at himself on the mirror horrified to see there were traces of blood all over his face and clothes. He turned up the water and splashed his face again and again, trying to get rid of that blood.

"Vampires?" he thought to himself in disbelief. "Vampires aren't real."

Yohji checked his own teeth and found nothing out of place. He then checked his neck on the mirror as to reassure himself of that. He found nothing. He took off his shirt in a desperate move, looking. Shoulders nothing, under his arms nothing, chest nothing, stomach nothing…then there it was; at his right side near his back, he needed the mirror to see it.

A wave of nausea flooded over him instantly at the sight of what was clearly a bite mark on his body and he lost whatever contents were on his stomach into the toilet.

Everything was red.

Blood.

And Yohji knew it wasn't his own.

His strength started to disappear almost instantly at the thought, until he couldn't hold himself up anymore. His body hit the cold floor and Yohji starred at nothing as his world completely darkened.

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Omi took a sip from the warm coffee mug he was holding and raised up his head to look at Ken.

"Don't you think Yohji was acting a little bit weird today?" he asked the brunette in front of him. Ken only shrugged and Omi continued.

"I mean, first he's sick as a dog, then this morning he's suddenly better, then he leaves again tonight as if nothing ever happened?"

Ken shrugged again. "At least he isn't sick anymore." He said in an unworried voice, to which Omi frowned. "Don't you feel like he's up to something?"

Ken turned his eyes to Omi in slight wonderment. "What could he possibly be up too?"

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You gotta be kidding me…

Yohji stared at the locked metal door and at the unlit sign above it. He couldn't believe it. The club were he had just been the night before was closed; it's door bolted shut. He cursed again and again at the locked door and at the freaking club behind it. He knew this was the place were all this mess had started; this place and that girl…that girl with hazel eyes that turned red. That girl; Rayne was it? She was the one, he knew it, he didn't know how but he knew it. The bite mark on his body belonged to her.

But all he knew was this place. He didn't know anywhere else to look. He didn't have any leads. Not a single one.

Yohji decided to browse around the area a few more times, he was not about to give up so easily. He remembered what had happened the night before, how he had lost control…next time it could happen close to home. And that was something he wasn't going to allow.

The hours passed and Yohji's searched was turning fruitless. He was tired and extremely frustrated. He was getting nowhere, finding nothing. He felt sleep come over him like some sort of mist and decided to return home to the warmth of his bed as the first hints of an odd thirst started to appear.

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It was morning; and the 'Koneko no Sume Ie' was starting to give signs of life inside when Manx knocked softly on the backdoor. The door opened almost immediately and Manx smiled at Aya who had opened the door. She presented the folder on her hands and her smile broadened.

"Get the others" she ordered in a mild voice. "Kritiker has dig up something I think you ought to know."

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Half an hour later the basement of the flower shop was full with tired eyes and yawning mouths. Yohji made it his personal mission to keep his eyes open, he had barely slept the night before.

"Is it a mission?" Ken asked after everyone had sat down. Manx just overlooked at the lot of them with a smile on her face. "It's news" she said.

"What kind of news?" Aya asked.

"The good kind" Manx answered and with those words she caught everyone's attention. They all stared at her with curiosity, waiting to hear what she had come to tell them. Manx took a deep breath before she started speaking.

"We've been keeping tabs on Schwarz in the recent weeks in hopes of getting some information."

Yohji's stomach did a flip at the mention of Schwarz, he remembered what had happened with Schuldig.

"It appears that one of its members was attacked…" she opened the folder and read from it. "From the looks of it, it was some sort of animal attack since there were severed bite marks and major loss of blood."

Yohji couldn't help himself. "Is he ok?" he asked, to which Ken gave him a weird look at the question as if wondering why was Yohji asking for the well-being of a member of Schwarz. Manx directed her gaze to Yohji, her face serious.

"He's dead."

The words echoed in Yohji's head and instant guilt consumed him. Remembrants from that night flashed before him. Schuldig had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time for all he knew; and he had just left him there to bleed to death; not even taking a glance back. Why didn't I call for help?

He felt the heat of remorse crept up his face at an alarming rate and he felt sick.

"So there's only three of them right?" Ken said in a calm tone. "That's good right?" he added, to which Manx frowned.

"Yes; but it also means that there's some sort of creature out there attacking people."

"Are we supposed to hunt it down?" asked Omi.

"No." replied Manx softly. "Just be careful."

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Yohji was giving his third walk around the block when his watched beeped at the stroke of midnight. The club was closed again and the surrounding area was deserted again. His guilt trip wasn't helping him at all.

Three nights ago. At the time he hadn't even thought about it, he had been too horrified with what he had just done to think about anything. It didn't matter that Schuldig was his enemy, if the telepath hadn't been there…maybe he would have attacked one of his teammates or a bystander in the end. Yohji could feel the pang of an unfamiliar thirst and his throat was feeling a bit soar again. It was happening again, he knew it. He just had to find her.

"You are a pain to track down did you know that?"

Yohji turned at the voice, his eyes wide in shock, his heart skipping a beat at a sight he couldn't believe.

Emerald eyes gazed at him.

"Good evening kitten"

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A/N: Arghh! I can't concentrate on this. It took me forever to write. This is sooo baddd. I think it is because I don't have classes to distract me for the time being.