Bloody Lips

Begging

"Aki?"

Reita reluctantly peeked into her room. Aki was bent over her desk, her head resting on her arms. Her eyes were closed in sleep. Reita sighed and stepped over to her. Aish, this girl... he thought. He gently caressed her face, his fingers running over her smooth skin. His eyes glanced at the clock, which read 12:00 am. Overtime again, he thought. He detested the idea of sending her to work, but Kai acted on impulse. Kai should have asked Reita first. He was puzzled, though. Aki knows that she's sacrificing a lot to continue working. Why doesn't she quit? Doesn't she know that it's bad for her? He sighed in defeat. This girl was going to stop at nothing. He wasn't even surprised at all when she stirred, and her eyes gently fluttere open. She looked surprised when she saw Reita. "Reita-kun... what are you doing here?" she said as she sat up. "You should really quit work, you know." Reita said, ignoring her question. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. "You know I can't do that." "Yes you can. Money's not a problem with us." he reasoned out. "I don't need your help." she replied. Reita sighed, a small smile formed on his lips. His eyes glowed red, and she immediately felt dizzy. "I hate you, Reita." she groaned as she clutched her forehead. "I'm just trying to help you." Reita said darkly. "Weak women have bitter tasting blood." Her eyes widened at his words. Weak women's blood taste bitter? So that was all he cared about? She stood up and tried to flip him off, but he pulled her by the wrist and tackled her down to the bed. Her eyes went wide as she felt his breath on her neck, making her shiver. "Quit it." he ordered. "I won't." she pressed stubbornly. "I'm doing this for your sake. Although, I don't mind getting to this part..." he murmured softly, and she could feel his cold lips on her collarbone. Her breath hitched, and he could hear her heart fly. "It's hard to be rational when you're like this." he mumbled. The door slammed open, revealing Kai leaning against the door frame. "Kai..." he recognized. "I'm sorry, it seemed like you were having Aki-chan for dinner, and I wondered if you would share." Kai said with sarcasm in his voice. "Sorry," Reita said. "But I don't think there's anything left to share." He chuckled before kissing her neck, and he pushed himself off. He straightened his shirt out as Aki sat up. Kai smirked, and Reita chuckled. Reita took one last glance at Aki before walking out of the room. "Gomenasai, Aki-chan. Reita is a bit out of control lately." Kai said as he sat down beside Aki. "Kai-niichan..." she murmured, her head hung low. "Hm?" "Imawa... Reita told me... that... weak women... have bitter tasting blood?" she forced out. "Ah, Reita-kun told you that..." Kai mused. "Well, that's true. That's why we don't hunt sick people. Nasty blood. Health is important, if you're a hanayome. (AN: Hanayome is Japanese for bride) So..." Kai explained. Aki sighed audibly, and bit her lip hard. "Being a hanayome... is a responsibility... right?" she asked. "Sou desu." Kai answered promptly. They were silent for a few moments. "Ah.. I'll go now... Oyasumi nasai, Aki-chan." Kai said. "Oyasumi," Aki replied before Kai went out and closed the door softly behind him. She sighed heavily, and lowered herself back on the bed. She closed her eyes, a million thoughts racing through her mind.

Blood... I wonder if it's the solution?