The Midnight Ghoul (A Nezushi AU)

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Okay, so this is based off of a RP I did a couple months ago. I don't have the complete RP saved, but I have a bit of it, and that is the contents of this chapter.

I hope you like it!!

~ Dylan

A boy ran down the crowded street, looking behind him every few seconds. The periwinkle haired boy gripped his bleeding arm, trying to stop it from aching.

The doves were right on his heels, chasing him at the late hour of midnight. Since he was S rated at the young age of twelve, but that didn't stop the investigators from wanting him dead.

He needed an escape, or else he would end up as one of the officer's quinkes.

He scanned the different houses he was sprinting by, looking for an opening. Just when he thought all hope was lost, he saw an open window three stories up.

He jumped.

He crawled into the house, shutting the window behind him. The ghoul looked around, and came to the conclusion that no one was home at the moment. He sighed in relief, then collapsed onto the ground and seeped into unconsciousness.

Little did the ghoul know, the house wasn't empty.

A child around the age of 12 was sound asleep in a small bed, just up the stairs from where the ghoul had collapsed. The boy groggily opened his eyes and ran his small hand through his shaggy brown hair. He hopped out of bed and trotted down the stairs.

He nearly screamed when he saw what was on his floor.

"The heck?" The shy brunette whispered, crouching near the strange boy. He grabbed his arm and checked for a pulse.

"Good, he's alive." He sighed in relief, but had relaxed too soon.

The mysterious boy on his floor's eyes snapped open and the next thing he knew, he was being shoved against his bedroom wall.

The ghoul had felt something against his wrist, causing him to react rashly.

He stood up with inhuman speed, pinning his "attacker" against the nearest wall by their neck.

His eyes met a boy with brown hair and brown eyes. He leaned a little bit closer to the boy and took a sniff.

Human.

He felt his eyes go black as his nose is filled with the brunettes scent.

"This is the most delicious thing I have ever smelled." He thought to himself, his grip tightening on the boy's neck.

"Don't move." He growled, sizing up the boy and forcing his eyes to go back to their dull silver form.

"I thought this house was empty."

"You're a ghoul!" He stared at the boy in front of him, beginning to shake in fear. It wasn't everyday he saw a ghoul- he didn't have time to prepare for it.

"Please- don't kill me please!" He begged, trying to get the monster's grip off his neck. He could feel the air escaping his lungs.

"I don't want to die!"

"I'm not going to hurt you," The ghoul sneered, "Ghouls don't have to eat as often as humans. Luckily for you, I ate earlier today so you're safe." He loosened his grip on the boy's neck, but still held him against the wall.

"If I let you go, do you promise you won't call the cops?" He asked, cringing as his attention drifted back to his wounded arm. As the boy nodded, the silver eyed hunter fell to the ground and clutched his arm, blood leaking through his clenched fingers.