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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

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"I'm important to him and he's important to me. That's why I turned him into a vampire.. so we could be together forever."

Those words were chilling; they were sudden, and made Shuichi freeze.

"He.. he turned Amami into a vampire..?"  Shuichi thought to himself, feeling shaky. All along, it was this vampire who was the reason Rantaro was a bloodthirsty creature. That explained many things; how Kyosuke treated him back at the gathering like Rantaro like some sort of outsider. What Rantaro said about the reasoning he brought Shuichi there:

"It's just.. if he was here, I didn't want to be alone."

This.. this was the guy Rantaro didn't want to be alone with.

"Oh! How rude of me!" The purple-eyed vampire finally dropped Shuichi, letting the latter fall to the ground. Shuichi choked for air, taking in deep, quicks breaths.

"My name is Kokichi Oma." Kokichi introduced, crouching down in front of the other. "I'm Onii-chan's little brother. Say, you don't look all that well. ." Kokichi trailed off, starting to reach for Shuichi with a hand, nails growing longer into claws.

"Come here and let's play some more–"

* SLASH *

Kokichi cut himself off by suddenly jumping to the side, gripping his arm that had been slashed and was now gashing blood.

* WHOOSH *

* SNATCH *

In a flash, Shuichi had been scooped up into someone's arms and leaped forward across the gigantic courtyard, flying at least a hundred feet forward by the force someone had pushed off the ground. Wind breezing widely in Shuichi's face, blowing his hair back and waking him up entirely from the crushing despair he had been feeling the last few minutes.

But that feeling ended once Shuichi stumbled to the ground, doing a few somersaults, but being held close and felt an arm around his head to protect him. And agree a few seconds, Shuichi opened his eyes and saw someone looking down at him.

"Are you... okay, Shuichi ?"

Rantaro panted lightly, his face and hair dirtied and messy; he was okay. He was.. alive. He looked extremely weak, though.

"..Ran.. Rantaro.." Shuichi stared in pure shock; he would've cried, but was too fazed to do so.

"I'm sorry. I'll get us out of this situation.." Rantaro muttered, squeezing the other a bit tighter. That's when Shuichi noticed the rips in Rantaro's clothes in the same spots where his limps were chopped off. It was as if Rantaro reattached his limbs almost.

"Shinguji!" Rantaro looked over his shoulder, looking over at the tall male whom kept a hand clutched to his bleeding chest. "Take Shuichi and I'll handle him!"

Kokichi glared at the greenette for saying that. His arm, which was barely hanging onto his shoulder, started to regenerate and after a few seconds, it was as good as new.