Sweet Blood

1. Don't go in a dark alley

Furihata was an average guy.

He wasn't too tall or too short, nor fat or thin. He had brown hair, tiny chocolate eyes and a bright smile. He got scarred easy and he ended trembling every time he talked with someone that he didn't know. He played basketball, he would never forget that one time where he scored a three pointer against Rakuzan while he was marked by Akashi (the Emperor, the Greatest). In other words, he was just a normal person, he didn't stand out in the crowd, he was like any other person that walked in the street that nobody paid much attention.

After the Winter Cup, their victory was spent at Kagami's place where they cried out of joy and yelled until their throats couldn't make any sounds. It was like a dream.

However, like any dream, they woke up and continued with their every day life. And Furihata did too.

But fate seemed to have other planes and Kouki was thrown in a world that he didn't think that could exist.

It all began in one of the last evenings of winter, where the sky was dark and the air was icy against his cheeks. Furihata was desperately trying to cover himself in the big black coat that he wore, but his hands were freezing in the attempt to hold the plastic bag that he just bought at the supermarket.

His mom was a famous hair-dresser so she was never at home, his dad was a business man who was transferred to Osaka for a big project and his big brother enrolled into Tokyo University so he lived in an apartment nearby it. Kouki was happy for his family's success, but he felt alone in his modest house that was too big for one person, and he hated doing groceries (especially when it was dark) at the supermarket that was ten minutes from home on feet.

"I'm so tired... I want to go home and play video-games...", he mumbled under his breath after another shiver caused by the weather. His large coat made his movements clumsy and his throat dry.

"I hope I won't get a cold tomorrow...", he said chewing his lower lip, thinking at how tired he was and at how much homework he had to do when he got home. Damn, why he didn't do them before?!

He was sharply pulled out from his thoughts when he heard a cry from the dark alley that he was passing in that moment.

Now, Furihata wasn't the bravest person in the universe and the horror movie that Fukuda made him watch some weeks before was still in his mind, but that voice sounded like a wounded animal and he was sure that he heard that tone somewhere before...

So he gathered all his courage and stepped in the alley.

There weren't any light, and Furihta had to try to not stumbled on something and fall on his face, but the task seemed to be harder than he thought since he nearly lost balance twice because of some bottles (or so he thought, he didn't actually see them, only heard the sound of the glass rolling somewhere). The ground was dirty and Furihata swore that he heard squirming in the corners. Some rats probably built their homes there.

Kouki gulped but he continued walking, leaning a hand to the wall trying to not fall. That plan seemed to work because he arrived at the end of the alley where there was a shivering crouched figure that was hiding his head behind his arms.

For what he could see thanks to the light of the moon, the person was a male with golden hair and fair, smooth skin, dressed with a black shirt and dark trousers. It wasn't a surprise that he was shivering, with such thin clothes.

"Uhm... are you alright?", Furihata asked cautious and he crouched a bit to see the face of the other boy.

Upon hearing Kouki's voice, the golden haired teen lift his head a little and Furihata made a surprised noise.

"Kise Ryouta from Kanjou?!", he couldn't believe his eyes! What was he doing there?! And why he made a cry earlier?! He couldn't understand anything!

However there was something his mind that was screaming to Kouki to run. He didn't know why he had that sensation, but he couldn't see Kise's eyes and that set on all his red alarms in his head. Why was he feeling scarred? It didn't make any sense! Kise was one of the Generation of Miracles, but he was the most easy-going guy he ever met! Always with his "Kurokocchi" and "Aominecchi" and his joyful smile, Furihata never saw it fade and he could compared Kise to the sun for his brightness.

But now... he didn't seem him at all... all the cheerful attitude wasn't there and he seemed like a predatory that found his prey. And Kouki was that prey!

Before he could even think about turn around and run until his legs burned, a hand clasped on his wrist so fast that Furihata didn't even see it.

He began to tremble, not from the icy air but for the fear that was spreading in his body like a wild fire. He didn't know what was happening, but his instincts told him that it was a bad idea enter in that alley and now he was stuck with the consequence of his actions.

"You are... that chihuahua who Akashicchi scarred...", Kise voice was cold but Kouki could hear his amusement and it set shiver down his spine. He wanted to go away from the golden haired boy, something wasn't right!

"Ah, but...", Kise stood up in all his height and Kouki could just lift his head to look at him. He still couldn't see his eyes, but he perfectly saw the icy smile that the blonde had plastered on his face, and Kouki's wrist was still captured in Kise's strong grip. "I'm really sorry, you know? Kurokocchi will get mad at me, but... you came to me, it is your own fault!", Kise blabbed and didn't sound sorry at all, then he brought Furihata's hand to his mount.

"K-K-Kise-kun?! What are you doing?!", Furihata Kouki was definitely panicking in that moment and he tried to free himself from the strong grip, but Kise's strength was much stronger than his and he was reduced at a pitiful mass of whimpers and struggles.

Kise's smile winded at that sight and sniffed Furihata's hand, then he gave an approving noise that freaked out more the brown haired teen (if that was possible, since he seemed like he was going to faint at any moment).

"You're not the best but... I'm at my limit... you'll do", Kise stopped talking and moved his bangs from his eyes with his other habd and Furihata's breath was stuck in his throat.

Those... weren't Kise's eyes. They were cold and full of hunger, like a beast that starved for days. And the colour wasn't right either. There wasn't the warm gold that Furihat always saw, instead there was only an electric red, but it wasn't like Kagami's wild red or Akashi's cold crimson, Kise's was... terrifying. Like it couldn't reflect any light and Furihata bet that even in a dark room without any light that red could be seen.

Kouki realized that Kise let go of his wrist but he couldn't move. He was paralysed by the fear and he could only watch how a pale hand caressed his neck softly.

"You have such a nice skin... it really is a shame pierce it...", Kise muttered while his red eyes trailed along the curve of Furihata's neck.

That sentence seemed to snap out Kouki from his thoughts. "W-W-What are you going to do to me?", he managed to splutter out when Kise took a step ahead.

The blonde glanced at Kouki's face and saw his watery eyes and all the fear that he was experiencing in that moment and Kise amusement grew at that sight. "Hmm... I wonder? Well, even if I told you it's not going to change anything, so I'm not going to waste my breath", he sighed contently and leant down.

Furihata took a sharp breath when he felt soft lips on his skin. Oh god... what will Kise do to him? He was going to rape him or something like that? Well, it couldn't be surprising since every time that the blonde saw Kuroko was hugging so tightly that Kouki thought that he might break the light blue haired boy.

Then he felt a sharp pain.

And not something like a bug bite or a bruise, that seemed like his throat was on fire.

He wanted to scream but Kise's hand was faster and it clasped against his mount. Then Kouki heard how his blood was sucked from his wound and, even if his mind was frozen, he was able to put the pieces together.

Kise Ryouta was a vampire. It was the only explanation. That, or Kise was a psychopathic. Kouki wasn't able to decide what was worse.

However he knew one thing: the bite wasn't pleasurable like it was written in the books. It was so painful and he literally felt his blood leave his body.

Kouki was struggling and crying, his screams were muffled by Kise's hand and Furihata was scrapping the blonde's wrist with his nails, but the blonde didn't seem affected by it since he was still drown in the pleasure of the brown haired boy's blood.

For minutes that seemed an eternity for Kouki that painful feeling continued. then, finally, Kise left his neck and began to lick his wounds with his warm tongue trying to stop the blood that was leaking out and released Furihata's mount, however he didn't even have the strength to scream anymore.

Kouki felt his legs giving out and he fell, but was caught by Kise thanks to his basketball reflects. He couldn't stay straight and he heard a chuckle comming from the blonde.

"I took too much, uh? Well, it doesn't matter, thanks for the food!", he chipped happily grabbing Furihata and lift him up like a princess.

Kouki hoped to pass out like it happened in the books, but he didn't have such a luck. He was at the complete mercy of the blonde vampire who was grabbing Furihata's plastic bag (when did he let it fall?) and adjusted Furihata's body in his grip.

Kise's eyes were back to the warm golden, but the coldness in his gaze was so strong that Kouki could only whimper patetically.

"The others are soooo going to scold me... Kurokocchi will be so mad that I touched one of his team-mates...", the blond was no longer paying any attention to Kouki and was talking to himself.

The others...? Kuroko...?

Furihata couldn't think straight because he still felt the throbbing pain coming from his neck and he was sure that the wound wasn't closed yet. Didn't vampires had something for that? Like magical saliva?

"Since you were so kind to offer yourself to me, I'm going to take you home!", no, he didn't want the blonde near his house, but he couldn't even move a muscle. He was hopeless.

So, after Kise found his documents in Furihata's pockets and learned where he lived, he sprinted in the streets with Kouki still in his arms.

Furihata was so embarrassed and he hoped to not encounter someone that knew him... the shame would be too much to bear. And he didn't really wanted to explain why he had a wound on his neck and why he couldn't stand.

For once fate was merciful with him and the two of them didn't encounter anybody in the way home, just a chilly wind that made Furihata tremble more.

After they arrived in front of Kouki's home, Kise opened the door with the key (since when did he had it?) and went in the house looking around and switching on the light switches, observing how the house was empty.

"You live alone, Furihatacchi?", Kise asked with curiosity and he seemed returned at his former self. The one that didn't bite him in a dark alley and brought him home princess style.

Wait a minute. When "the chihuahua that Akashicchi scarred" became "Furihatacchi"? Kise was such a problematic guy...

The blonde, hearing no response from the brown haired teen, furrowed his eyebrows in irritation and went up the stairs then, after he opened a few doors, he bumped Furihata on his bed.

After he did that, Kise disappeared and returned few seconds after with a first-aid kit in hand. He began to bandage Kouki's neck (since there was no need to clean the wound: Kise didn't have any bacteria), then he covered Furihata's body with a sheet after he took off Kouki's shoes.

The blonde smiled tenderly at the brown haired chihuahua and caressed his face.

"Sorry about that, Furihatacchi, but you were delicious, well, not the best but you were okay... I hope Kuroko won't get too mad at me...", Kise then stood straight and went off the room, closing the door without making too much noise.

Furihata was confused, scarred and still in pain, but he was so exhausted that when he closed his eyes he felt asleep immediately, hoping that that evening was only a nightmare and when he would wake up everything would be returned to normal.

Meanwhile his homework were still forgotten on his desk.

Author's note: my new story... I wanted to try a multi-chapters story with GOM/Furihata... do you like it? Should I continue it?