Captured Hearts

Chapter One: The Hunted

"Well look what we have here..."

"M-mmf...!" came the muffled complaint as the frail body in the cavern made a move against his binds.

"You want to be set free? Like hell I'd do that. Do you know what you are?" he bent down and held the ravenette's cheek, smirking evilly. "You're a vampire. You're a monster."

The bound vampire glared at the man before him. He recognized this man from the pictures- Mukuro Rokudo, a very reknown vampire hunter. According to what he'd been told, Mukuro had slaughtered his family, and many more of his kind. And now he was stuck in the worst possible situation. Mukuro had his hands tied together with a rope, his legs bound, and a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth to keep him from making much noise. He wasn't sure, but he also thought that perhaps he'd been drugged.

"You know who I am, right, vampire?"

"M...Mo...Moko...," Hibari attempted to answer, before giving up. Why did he need to perform tricks in the first place?

"Kufufufufu... good boy, good boy, perhaps I should keep you as a pet! Fufu..."

The mere word made a growl rise in Hibari's throat. Never, NEVER had he been called a pet, and never would he take that. He was at the top of vampire society- pretty much an aristocrat! No hunter would ever tell him otherwise. Hibari Kyoya was nobility. Anything that would defile his image he stayed firmly away from. But... as he lied there, bound so tightly he couldn't feel his legs, he decided it didn't quite matter anymore. He'd be content to die right there... after a humiliation such as this.

"Ahh, but that's simply against my morals. You're lucky though, vampire. Science department for supernatural beings needs more data. Sooo..." Hibari gave a quiet grunt as he was hoisted up over the hunter's shoulder, and, though confused, accepted being carried for a while, until he was thrown- literally thrown- into a cage. Mukuro then bent down, and said quietly, "Not a peep, vampire."

The cloth was removed from Hibari's mouth, and he panted quietly, watching as Mukuro cut the ropes around his wrists and ankles. As soon as he was free, he leapt up, trying to get away from the hunter, but he made the mistake of backing up into where the cage exit was NOT, and the door was closed, and locked on him.

He hissed at Mukuro, his eyes blazing with anger when he saw that he'd been trapped. "Free me this instant," he snarled, "if you don't, I'll bite you to death."

"Shh," Mukuro hushed him. "What is your accepted vampire name?"

"Accepted, huh?" Hibari thought for a moment. "Hibarin." He only answered because he didn't want to be referred to as 'vampire' any further. Besides, it wasn't a problem if Mukuro only knew his most popular alias.

"Hibarin, hm? Then I'll have to go check your stats in the computers."

"Stats?" Hibari repeated quietly, before staring at the bars holding him in. The metallic blue color proved his suspiscions that the bars were too strong for him to break. It was made of an alloy that hunters often used to chain vampires.

"All right, here, you're a thousand years old- just around the teen years, fufu~, born into quite the prostigious clan, and your full name is Hibari Natsu Kyoya II, correct?" Hibari stared in shock when his full name was recited. He was supposed to be the only one who knew! And since Mukuro now possessed his name, he truly was no more than a pet. "I presume Hibarin is a mere alias. It figures you would pull such a rotten trick on me, you monster."

"Don't call me that," Hibari hissed, wrapping his hands around the bars of the cage, and pressing his face up to them so that he could try to see the computer screen. He quickly gave up, and looked around inside his dark encasement with narrow, gray eyes. "This cage is for herbivores," he snickered. "Why the hell must I stay in here?"

"Hey, Hibari Natsu Kyoya II, how about you stay silent so that I may keep reading through your personal data? And if you sit down and be a good boy for a while, I'll certainly reward you."

Hibari blushed, knowing that he couldn't disobey. It was just impossible- Mukuro had used his full name. So, never one to deny his blood, Hibari sat down, and waited patiently for Mukuro to finish. About five minutes after he had taken a seat, Mukuro had glanced at him, and he smirked when he saw the obedience, and the slight fear, in Hibari's expression.

"It does work," he mused, "I wouldn't have ever thought. Then, Hibari Natsu Kyoya II, stand up and bow to me. Thank me for the cage and call me Master while your at it."

Hibari, cringing, stood, and bowed, saying quietly, "Thank you for the cage, Master."

"Fufufu! This is priceless. Here, you want that reward? Let me get you a fine glass of blood, kufufufufu!"

The ravenette's mouth watered at the word 'blood'. He hadn't actually had a meal in days, when he thought about it. At least, not a 'fine' meal, as Mukuro had put it. He'd been feeding himself on whatever he could scrounge up- vegetables, lesser meats such as rabbits and fish... and of course, water. If he could get his hands on a nice glass of human blood... he would be very, very grateful.

Mukuro soon came back with a wine glass containing a thick red liquid that Hibari instantly assumed to be what he strongly desired, without giving a single second thought to the matter. "Here, drink," he offered. Hibari took the glass and downed it quickly, then stopped, feeling sick. He spat out the drink instantly and glared at Mukuro, wiping his lips.

"What the hell is this?" he asked in anger. He tasted the faint sweetness still on his tongue, and felt humiliated. "Tomato juice?"

"Fufufufufu! You are SO cute, Hibarin, my utmost apologies for pulling a joke on you, it was simply so tempting!"

Hibari blushed dark red and retreated to the corner of his cage. "All right, just leave me alone," he whispered.

"Hm? Hibarin? ... Hibari Natsu Kyoya II, look into my eyes and tell me why you're shunning me now."

The vampire sighed, then turned, and said, his expression quivering, "I'm starving. I haven't had a decent meal in days, Mukuro, I'm so hungry!" The hunter paused, probably suprised by the whine in the usually very deep and masculine voice.

"Fine then. ... Hibari Natsu Kyoya II, stay still."

Hibari did so as his cage was unlocked, and Mukuro came forward, taking off his jacket. He then lifted his shirt up over his head, and knelt down beside the vampire. "Now drink," he ordered.

Trusting every instinct, Hibari leaned in, and sniffed the hunter before he bit down. A sweet scent took him by suprise, and he nodded to himself, before sinking his fangs into the lean, muscular skin. Delicious blood seeped into his mouth as he nursed on the skin, and he winced when he felt the hunter claw into his back and hold his head. As Mukuro breathed his alias in a soft voice, he closed his eyes a little, and continued to feast on the other for a while longer, gentle sucking noises being the only audible sounds in the area. A while later, he parted from the hunter and licked his lips, then glanced to see if the other was all right. There was a definite bond gained when one donated their blood to a vampire, and, even though the link between the two was faint, Hibari could feel its strength.

"Mukuro? You okay?" he asked, reaching to touch the man's cheek.

"I'm... fine...," the hunter sighed, "keep still, vampire."

Mukuro stood, and walked out of the containment, then chained it back up. "Are you sure?" Hibari asked, licking his lips again. The hunter looked up, and smiled at the vampire.

"As long as your full, Hibarin. I just need a moment of rest... pardon me..."

Hibari watched Mukuro leave with uncertain eyes, but smiled once the hunter was out of sight. "That was nice," he sighed, grinning.

A loud creaking sound then started up, and Hibari looked behind him to see a wall of his cage rising, to reveal a vampire behind it. "Oh?" came a light voice. "Who art thou?" Hibari watched as the younger vampire walked out, with light tan hair swept over his bright, blue eyes, and a voice accented like something ancient.

"I could ask you the same question," the ravenette replied. "I'm called Hibarin."

"Basil," the younger replied, "I take it thou hast already eaten?"

"Yes, just got fed," Hibari answered. Basil came close and took Hibari's head in his hands, then, to his utmost suprise, kissed him. The smaller vampire gave a quiet moan as droplets of the leftover blood seeped into his mouth, then backed up, smiling.

"Thy taste is sweeter than the sweetest rose," he whispered. "Might I steal more of thy delicious lips?"

Hibari gently pushed Basil back. "I'm not intrested in any of that, thank you," he said.

"Ah, greatest apologies, Lord Hibarin, I was captivated by the smell of blood," Basil apologized, "I did not consider that thou hast already taken thy mate."

"I haven't chosen a 'mate,' yet, I'm just not into that at the moment. Besides... I was still enjoying my dinner."

"Very sorry," Basil repeated, bowing his head. "It's just that, Lord Mukuro probably intends for us to mate, as he has put us in the same area. He often does things like this for the Science Center."

"I see. Well, then, Mukuro's mistaken. I have no intrest in taking a mate at the moment."

"All right," the younger vampire agreed, before heading back to his original half of the cage. "I suppose I should not interfere with thy values, then."

Hibari sighed, and lied down on the cold stone floor of his cage. "Yeah. I suppose you shouldn't," he sighed, before closing his eyes.

-End Chapter

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