Various anime one shots book 2

Blood (Maddie)

This is a gender bent story of a male Toga.

You're bloody. You're tired. You're sweaty. You're gross. And you really just want to go home. But how did you get here? Well, you were walking home with your cookies.
See, after school, you stopped by a convenience store to get them since you'd been craving then for days. A villain showed up and stole them from you. Reckless as you are, you followed them into the woods and got pretty beat up. Now, you can't walk.
"Aren't you just cute?"
You whirl your head around so fast you're shocked you didn't end up with whiplash. There, not too far from you, is a blonde boy with golden eyes. He's quite slender and is in a school uniform. Handsome, but the look on his face sends shivers down your spine.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you say, "I doubt that. I'm pretty gross right now."
"Not at all. I love you."
"I don't know you."
"Love isn't that complicated. You' re cute, so it's love."
"No?"
"Oh, but yes! You're so cute, covered in blood like that."
He walks over and drops to his knees beside you. He presses his hand against the giant gash in your side, earning a sharp gasp from you. Unexpectedly, he takes his now bloodied hand and starts licking it.
"Oh, I just love you."
"I- if you love me, can you help me out of these woods and back to my help?"
"Sure!" He stands up, then hoists you over his shoulder in one motion.
"Ouch! Careful! I'm injured!"
"Sorry. sweetie."
You cringe at the pet name. But it'll have to do for now. Anything to get you home. Even if you're traveling via Psycho.
"Well?" he goes, skipping a bit. "What's your name?"
"F/N L/N."
"What a cute name! I'm Hiko Toga."
"Right, Hiko Toga."
"Please, call me Hiko-Chan. You can be F/N-Chan. We can play and bleed and have loads of fun. You can even be my girlfriend."
"I never agreed to that."
"Aw, c'mon, I'll take good care of you."
"I'm not looking to date right now."
"You're not? But you're too cute not to have a boyfriend. Please, oh please?"
"You're really freaking me out."
He glowers. "Right. Just like everybody else."
When he's silent for a long, long time, you start to speak again. "I'm sorry, okay? I just don't know you. The thought of dating somebody I don't know is weird."
"That's how we get to know each other."
"Fine, fine. Just please, no more drinking my blood. I'm not into that type of stuff."
"I like blood."
"Yeah, I've noticed. But it's not a good time for me. Relationships are about compromise, okay?" "How about only every once in awhile?"
"I'm already doing enough compromising by dating a random stranger I met in the woods." "Don't you think I'm cute?"
"Well, yeah, but-"
"Yay!"
Happily, he drops you at your doorstep. Before you can go inside, he licks the blood off your cheek and runs off.
You say, "DIDN'T I TELL YOU NO LICKING MY BLOOD?!?!?!"