Chapter Seven

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Luna Prov

As soon as our target hit the ground, I ran toward a unmoving Fang, "come on idiot, wake up." I pleaded, shaking him hoping desperately that he was alive, but I couldn't tell, since vampires don't breath or have a heart beat. After a couple of moments, I got up and call my parents, hoping that be able to come and help him.

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I stood outside the make shift sugary room, waiting to see if Fang be okay. If he make though this, I'm so going to kill him, and if he don't I'm still killing him.

My mother came up, with a small smile, letting me know that he was alright, well mostly. "What happen," I ask, getting up from my seat, turning back to my cold voice, now knowing that he alright.

My mother chuckle, "No how is he, or is he going to be alright," she joke, and in return I gave her a small smile which could means, I don't really care' or that 'I know he going to be alright.  "Very well. It seems that the rouge was able to piece Fang with some kind of knife mix with liquid sliver and something else that we haven't quite figure out." I gave a sign, so it was sliver then.

"So he going to be needing a lot more blood then usually, right" I ask, and she nodded. My mom was the kind type when need to be, but she also prefers to use body language then her voice, saying that actions speak louder then words. "Would you let me know when he first wakes up," I ask in a tone that sounded like I didn't really care.

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It was early in the morning when Fang finally woke up. I knock on the door loudly, I can't let people know that I ca be nice, so I have to make it up being mean. An angry and annoyed Fang open the door, then his face quickly return to normal. "Well, what a odd accords of events, instead of me going to your room, you coming to mine," he said with a smirk, clearly thinking of something that would never happen.

"Grow up, I'm just here to give you some blood, due to what happen to you yesterday. Since I'm require as your partner to do it, and sadly that rouge didn't kill you either. He smiled at that, like a chance to drink my blood is a rare occasion. 

I quickly sat on the bed, and push my hair back for him. Fang sat behind me, pulling me into his lap, and wrap his arms around mine, and lifts my neck to give him full range of my neck. Like usually he starts to nibble my neck before he bit me, what was unusual, was the fact he was biting me at all and his nibbles started to more of a kiss and they was slowly getting lower and lower. "Fang what are you doing," I ask, seriously this is not normal.

He replied was a 'hum' and he started to bring the kisses back up, and up toward my chin, and lips. Before he was able to do what ever he was planning to do, I quickly elbow him in the stomach, bringing him back to reality. Finally he return back to nibbles and  went to where he normally bites me at, and bit. 

He did this a little longer then usually, but at the same time he wasn't taking that much blood. Also his arms was tightening around me as if he was giving me a squeezing hug. Like normal he like the bite wound and kisses it, but this time,he suck on it, creating a hickey. I turn around a gave Fang the  hardest slap I could in that position, and ran off before I started to blush. What type of game is he playing at, and why  me.

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