[Feb 2nd] [Magic Kaitou] Vampire: Blood and Tears
Title: Vampire: Blood and Tears
Day/Theme: February 2nd - “What feeds me destroys me”
Series: Magic Kaitou
Character/Pairing: Kuroba Kaito, Nakamori Aoko
Rating: PG-13
The window was open.
"Aoko?" he called before slipping quietly into her room. It was completely dark, but his night vision was getting steadily better and better as time passed. He could see more than just the shadows within the shadows, could make out her curled form lying on her bed, her back facing him.
It should have made him relax, knowing that she was safe.
Something told him that this was not the case, and he rushed to her side, putting a hand to her shoulder and turning her to face him. "Aok--"
His voice cut off, words frozen in his throat at the sight before him.
Blood was pooling from her arms, bites and scratches being the wounds that weeped steadily onto the bed's sheets. And if that wasn't horrifying enough, Aoko was awake, eyes wide and filled with tears at a pain that he knew too well. Her whole body was trembling, almost to the point of seising.
It was all that he could do to keep from completely freaking out. "A-Aoko..." he stammered quietly before he reached out his other hand to place it in what he hoped was a soothing manner against her cheek, "O-oh, God, Aoko--I'm sorry. I'm sorry--I should have--I didn't know--"
She didn't seem to care for the apology and just reached out toward him with her own bloodied hands, crying, "K-Kaito... it hurts... it hurts--!"
He had to bite his cheek to keep from losing his composure as he removed the hand from her shoulder and held onto her own hand, squeezing it as reassuringly as he could. "I know... I know, Aoko," Kaito said quietly, stroking a thumb across her cheek to brush away the tears. "But why didn't you call me? I told you... didn't I? Whenever those pains start to hurt, call me and I'll come running--"
"I d-didn't want you to," she cried miserably, curling in on herself and shaking violently.
Kaito was dumbfounded. "Didn't--didn't want me to--? Aoko! I told you, didn't I?" He freed his hands so that he could lift her from her lying position, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close, though she still remained curled up. He held her tightly, putting his face into her hair, not wanting to have to think about maintaining his facade--how could he just keep calm with something like this happening to the one he loved?
"I told you," he repeated, voice nothing more than a whisper. "You can't hurt me, Aoko. I promise--I swear that I'll never be hurt by you from something like that. So don't do this to yourself anymore... please--just..." He trailed off, choking on the words and hugging her tighter to make up for the things he couldn't say.
Breath hitching as she continued to cry against him, Aoko stammered, "B-but you were--that time, a-at the heist... it was m-my fault, wasn't it?"
Kaito felt his own face slip into an expressionless mask that hid away all of the guilt, the sadness, the anger that was directed toward that night when things had gone so terribly wrong. "No," he said tonelessly, unable to really put infection into it as he struggled to keep from letting all of those emotions spill out. "It wasn't your fault--"
"Stop lying to me, Kaito!" she exclaimed, cutting off his words and catching him off-guard enough so that, even while shaking so terribly and feeling the hunger tear through her body in its all-consuming manner, she managed to get her arms between them and shoved him back. Aoko looked up to him, blue eyes raw from all of the tears--seemingly endless and unstoppable, and continued, "I remember! I--y-your neck... it w-was bleeding--"
A shaking hand with trembling fingers reached out to the mentioned location, but Kaito's swift hand caught it before it could make contact. He stared back at her, firmly keeping a tremor from making its way into his own limb--more from the contained emotions than anything else.
Aoko closed her eyes after a moment, a small sound escaping her--a whimper of pain or perhaps a sob, he couldn't tell--before she whispered, voice strangled still, "A-and y-y-you couldn't--couldn't move..." A heartbeat after trailing off, the girl opened her eyes again, looking back to him, pleading with him to answer her, to tell her the truth, "I-it was me, wasn't it? I d-did that to you--"
"No," stated Kaito firmly, allowing his lips to press themselves tightly together as he tightened his hold on her hand just enough so that she knew that he would support her through all of this. "It wasn't you, Aoko."
The tears just couldn't seem to stop. "Stop lying!" she shouted, squeezing her eyes shut again just as a sob escaped her.
"I'm not," he informed her with just as firm as before but now with a frown accompanying his words. "Do you really think I'd lie to you about this, Aoko? It wasn't you. You would never do that sort of thing--not if you could help yourself. I keep telling you, don't I? That hunger... it takes away all control. If it didn't--"
He stopped his words, not wanting to tell an actual lie.
He'd been about to blame the hunger once more for having taken Aoko's life that night. And he couldn't say it was just because of the hunger that the event had come to pass. If Kaito were to be honest with himself...
He wouldn't lie to Aoko about that sort of thing.
Especially not right then.
Another sound came from her, and Kaito felt her hand clench his almost painfully tight, but he ignored the pain and watched as she pulled her lower lip between her teeth, biting down just so-- "Don't do that," he said in as gentle of a manner as he could, bringing his free hand forward and he put it to her chin, using his thumb to pull that lip free before she could bite through. "It's no good doing that sort of things. Believe me I've tried, and Koizumi's laughed about it in my face a hundred times over because of it."
With her hand in his, Kaito could practically feel what was going on within Aoko--the battle between her will and the hunger. He could feel just when the hunger was about to win before Aoko fought back just as hard and put it down for the nth time. It was a futile effort, and Kaito had no idea if, at this point, she could even hear him if he spoke. Still, something must have gotten through because as he began to withdraw his free hand, her own shot out to catch it and hold it before her, not allowing it to retreat any further.
And he could sense the confusion that was coming from her and was quick to reassure her once more, "It's all right. It won't hurt like that night. I swear, Aoko, you won't hurt me like that again, even while under that hunger. And it doesn't have to be anymore than just this." He turned his hand in her grasp so that his wrist--the same from that night--was turned up toward her. "Just enough so that we can get back to Koizumi's.
"You won't hurt me," he stated again, willing himself to believe in those words as well.
Of course it would hurt. But just like any time before, what right did he have to even complain about the pain?
Such a small amount, really, compared to what Aoko was going through...
The trembling in her hand was quieting and eventually ceased.
Kaito closed his eyes, waiting for the familiar mixture of pain and pleasure.
Her teeth broke through the skin without any hesistation.
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Day/Theme: February 2nd - “What feeds me destroys me”
Series: Magic Kaitou
Character/Pairing: Kuroba Kaito, Nakamori Aoko
Rating: PG-13
The window was open.
"Aoko?" he called before slipping quietly into her room. It was completely dark, but his night vision was getting steadily better and better as time passed. He could see more than just the shadows within the shadows, could make out her curled form lying on her bed, her back facing him.
It should have made him relax, knowing that she was safe.
Something told him that this was not the case, and he rushed to her side, putting a hand to her shoulder and turning her to face him. "Aok--"
His voice cut off, words frozen in his throat at the sight before him.
Blood was pooling from her arms, bites and scratches being the wounds that weeped steadily onto the bed's sheets. And if that wasn't horrifying enough, Aoko was awake, eyes wide and filled with tears at a pain that he knew too well. Her whole body was trembling, almost to the point of seising.
It was all that he could do to keep from completely freaking out. "A-Aoko..." he stammered quietly before he reached out his other hand to place it in what he hoped was a soothing manner against her cheek, "O-oh, God, Aoko--I'm sorry. I'm sorry--I should have--I didn't know--"
She didn't seem to care for the apology and just reached out toward him with her own bloodied hands, crying, "K-Kaito... it hurts... it hurts--!"
He had to bite his cheek to keep from losing his composure as he removed the hand from her shoulder and held onto her own hand, squeezing it as reassuringly as he could. "I know... I know, Aoko," Kaito said quietly, stroking a thumb across her cheek to brush away the tears. "But why didn't you call me? I told you... didn't I? Whenever those pains start to hurt, call me and I'll come running--"
"I d-didn't want you to," she cried miserably, curling in on herself and shaking violently.
Kaito was dumbfounded. "Didn't--didn't want me to--? Aoko! I told you, didn't I?" He freed his hands so that he could lift her from her lying position, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close, though she still remained curled up. He held her tightly, putting his face into her hair, not wanting to have to think about maintaining his facade--how could he just keep calm with something like this happening to the one he loved?
"I told you," he repeated, voice nothing more than a whisper. "You can't hurt me, Aoko. I promise--I swear that I'll never be hurt by you from something like that. So don't do this to yourself anymore... please--just..." He trailed off, choking on the words and hugging her tighter to make up for the things he couldn't say.
Breath hitching as she continued to cry against him, Aoko stammered, "B-but you were--that time, a-at the heist... it was m-my fault, wasn't it?"
Kaito felt his own face slip into an expressionless mask that hid away all of the guilt, the sadness, the anger that was directed toward that night when things had gone so terribly wrong. "No," he said tonelessly, unable to really put infection into it as he struggled to keep from letting all of those emotions spill out. "It wasn't your fault--"
"Stop lying to me, Kaito!" she exclaimed, cutting off his words and catching him off-guard enough so that, even while shaking so terribly and feeling the hunger tear through her body in its all-consuming manner, she managed to get her arms between them and shoved him back. Aoko looked up to him, blue eyes raw from all of the tears--seemingly endless and unstoppable, and continued, "I remember! I--y-your neck... it w-was bleeding--"
A shaking hand with trembling fingers reached out to the mentioned location, but Kaito's swift hand caught it before it could make contact. He stared back at her, firmly keeping a tremor from making its way into his own limb--more from the contained emotions than anything else.
Aoko closed her eyes after a moment, a small sound escaping her--a whimper of pain or perhaps a sob, he couldn't tell--before she whispered, voice strangled still, "A-and y-y-you couldn't--couldn't move..." A heartbeat after trailing off, the girl opened her eyes again, looking back to him, pleading with him to answer her, to tell her the truth, "I-it was me, wasn't it? I d-did that to you--"
"No," stated Kaito firmly, allowing his lips to press themselves tightly together as he tightened his hold on her hand just enough so that she knew that he would support her through all of this. "It wasn't you, Aoko."
The tears just couldn't seem to stop. "Stop lying!" she shouted, squeezing her eyes shut again just as a sob escaped her.
"I'm not," he informed her with just as firm as before but now with a frown accompanying his words. "Do you really think I'd lie to you about this, Aoko? It wasn't you. You would never do that sort of thing--not if you could help yourself. I keep telling you, don't I? That hunger... it takes away all control. If it didn't--"
He stopped his words, not wanting to tell an actual lie.
He'd been about to blame the hunger once more for having taken Aoko's life that night. And he couldn't say it was just because of the hunger that the event had come to pass. If Kaito were to be honest with himself...
He wouldn't lie to Aoko about that sort of thing.
Especially not right then.
Another sound came from her, and Kaito felt her hand clench his almost painfully tight, but he ignored the pain and watched as she pulled her lower lip between her teeth, biting down just so-- "Don't do that," he said in as gentle of a manner as he could, bringing his free hand forward and he put it to her chin, using his thumb to pull that lip free before she could bite through. "It's no good doing that sort of things. Believe me I've tried, and Koizumi's laughed about it in my face a hundred times over because of it."
With her hand in his, Kaito could practically feel what was going on within Aoko--the battle between her will and the hunger. He could feel just when the hunger was about to win before Aoko fought back just as hard and put it down for the nth time. It was a futile effort, and Kaito had no idea if, at this point, she could even hear him if he spoke. Still, something must have gotten through because as he began to withdraw his free hand, her own shot out to catch it and hold it before her, not allowing it to retreat any further.
And he could sense the confusion that was coming from her and was quick to reassure her once more, "It's all right. It won't hurt like that night. I swear, Aoko, you won't hurt me like that again, even while under that hunger. And it doesn't have to be anymore than just this." He turned his hand in her grasp so that his wrist--the same from that night--was turned up toward her. "Just enough so that we can get back to Koizumi's.
"You won't hurt me," he stated again, willing himself to believe in those words as well.
Of course it would hurt. But just like any time before, what right did he have to even complain about the pain?
Such a small amount, really, compared to what Aoko was going through...
The trembling in her hand was quieting and eventually ceased.
Kaito closed his eyes, waiting for the familiar mixture of pain and pleasure.
Her teeth broke through the skin without any hesistation.
.