The difference in our kind, but similarities in our love

Our First Meeting

The moment he met the WereWolf, his first thought was, 'What an idiot..doing such a thing to a Vampire..' But he found him oddly amusing for doing such a thing. The other had slammed his books down on the table he was at during a class, loudly announcing, "Ill be your partner for the project!" And grinned while sitting down close to him. The black haired male simply raised a brow, his chin resting on the palm of his hand as the WereWolf by him started to talk at random. He didn't even know why right now he was talking about pizza. What was pizza anyways? (Note: Vampires get sick from actual food, as their stomach doesn't function correctly, as they're undead. They never are exposed to human/WereWolf food, and probably eat in a different area than others so they can properly get a meal while at school.) He looks ahead, sighing silently since he didn't even know what most foods the other was talking about where, but poultry, beef, and pork were what he knew, but only the meats them self, and not foods with them on it or in it.

As class had started, he noticed the messy handwriting of the boy, internally cringing. 'Ugh..WereWolves are so disgusting..' He had thought, looking at his own paper while he had taken the notes, and made sure to make another (no, he wasn't making one for the brunette out of kindness, he just wanted a good grade for the project). He listened carefully, writing down anything important so that he could get a good grade on his tests. 'So That Guy doesn't do anything worse than he does now..' he thinks, immediately looking at the other when he felt his gaze on him, making the eyes of the older widen, then he looked back at what he was doing. 'Really? As a being like me, I would know you were looking at me.' He rolls his eyes, knowing this would be a long class already. The only thing he had paid attention to was the boy's name and well..he decided to not comment on such a name.

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Right after most classes were finished, it was time to eat something and so Fushimi began to walk to the area for Vampires to peacefully drink from the large thermos they had to bring. As soon as he got the blood he needed in the thermos, he started to walk somewhere else, but as he walked, he was startled somewhat at the sudden appearance of the shorter boy, and almost bumped into him but his reflexes completely went into action and he stepped back rather quickly so they wouldn't get a slight chance to become more close than they already were. Even his sudden appearance had scared the other, but he recovered quick, "Want to go up to the roof to eat?" He asks, looking almost as if he had a tail, it'd be wagging right now. The Vampire watched him for a second and against his better judgement, sighed before nodding. At this, his available hand was grabbed and the other hand of the WereWolf held a bento box, making the taller sort of cringe. 'Ugh..I can smell it and it may smell nice to him, but its just...ugh..'

As they went up the stairs to go to the roof, Fushimi made sure to hold the thermos tighter so he wouldn't drop it since he was being dragged almost all the way up the stairs, all the way to the roof. Once he was let go, he immediately went to a corner, sitting down as he drank from the thermos, and raised a brow when Misaki sat right by him and opened the bento box. He didn't pay attention to him until chopsticks were suddenly near his face, holding food. When he looked over, he saw the smaller male was watching him with a grin. "Just eat, my mom made it herself so it's definitely going to be good." He says happily, making the Vampire sort of sigh through his nose, "I'm not eating it." He mutters, earning a pout from Misaki. "Come on, just eat it!" He huffs afterwards, but then this was when Fushimi had enough and bared his fangs with a quiet hiss, startling the WereWolf, and then he realized something and set the chopsticks down. "..You don't eat...Vampires don't eat. Ugh, I can't believe I forgot this!" He lightly hit his head, frowning while looking down at his bento box.

"I'll likely get sick from the food." Fushimi mutters, now taking a quiet sip of the blood in the thermos, but when he had, Misaki lookes over. "Yeah, I know, but I forgot you were a Vampire despite knowing upon first glance when meeting you. Also, why do Vampires only drink blood? They're human too, so it isn't like they can't right?" At this, the immortal male rubbed his temple, setting the thermos down nearby. "We're technically not even close to humans in what we are considered, but we do have a human vessel. Vampires are considered a type of demon that feasts upon blood of weaker beings, and are also immortal. We are never truly considered human except in appearance, but even then, some Vampires have a warped appearance and don't even seem human and live up to their demon title.." he looked at him after he was done speaking, only to see a look of confusion on the other's face. "...I don't get it."

He wanted to face palm. This was definitely going to be a long day.

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As school ended for the day, Fushimi quickly got his things and began to leave. As he was, he saw Misaki run to his side with a smile, and stick close to his side with a hum. "You never give up, huh?" He mutters, and just kept walking. "Well, you looked lonely you know, so I just wanted to get to know you!" He simply shook his head at the WereWolf's answer, looking around for a second. "My family hates the Were kind, especially my dad." He looks down at the other, no longer walking. "Eh? And why's that?" He hears Misaki ask, making the Vampire sigh. "I don't know..but they just do." He began to walk again, only to feel the smaller male stick closer to him and was only an inch or so from his side. "That's stupid..how they hate my kind. You seem nice enough."

"..I'm not." He softly says, and speeds up, only for the boy to easily keep up. "Come on! At least try!" He yells, soon grabbing the taller's wrist, and making him hiss softly. "And why? You aren't special!" At this, he sees the brunette bare his own teeth and growl, pulling him closer. "It doesn't matter if I'm special, since you just need to live a little and actually talk to people! Stop being afraid of everything you idiot!" As soon as this was being said, his eyes widened and he frowned, looking away. He pulls away also, beginning to walk, but what stopped the WereWolf following him again was when he said this, "Saruhiko Fushimi..Just stay away from my house and you'll be fine." Immediately, this made Misaki grin and he howled softly in victory before he ran home to tell his mom perhaps that he managed to befriend a Vampire.