Richter looked at him with an expressionless face. "Father?" He lightly tugged his sleeve. "Where have you been?" He wordlessly shoved him away and Ame fell down hard. Richter's boot trapped his hand beneath. "Aahh! I'm sorry! P-Please..." Tears hit the dusty soil. His laughter made him shudder. "What's this? Didn't you miss me?" He lifted his foot, only to force his son's head onto the ground. "Don't call me father. You're trash. Because of trash like you I have to endure my brothers anger!" Having let go of his head, he looked down on the boy kneeling before him. "You shouldn't have ever been born!" Ameto's hands clenched into fists and piercing pain shot through his arm the moment his boot came down onto it again and cracked open a few bones inside. Is there someone that doesn't hate me? Do even I hate myself? My helplessness? That nothing will ever change? My weakness? My... fate? Yeah. A useless person can only give up. Richter scoffed and left him behind. His palms opened and he watched as blood colored the soil red like a blossoming rose.
Ame wakes up. He feels light. The air smells like lime. This citrusy scent almost manages to cover the sweet temptation of the blood. A quiet splash sounds, as his hand gets lifted out of the water. Laito's arm is wrapped around his waist, while Ameto's head leans against his shoulder. The older one's thumb is rubbing the back of his hand. "Wakey, wakey..." He lets go of the hand and Ameto slowly opens his eyes. Having noticed him stir, Laito wraps a towel around himself before wrapping one around the boy on mis arms. I'm... He's... naked too? Ame blushes a bit, but can't get rid of the images in his head. "What happened?" He turns around. The other smiles at him. "You fainted." They're sitting in the green tiled, shallow pool Laito's got inside of his bathroom. "Hungry?" Ame nods his head. I'm starving. My throat hurts. I'm dizzy and I even fainted. Laito leans back. "Then drink." Confused, he looks around in search of a glass with blood, but there's none. Then he stares back at his brother with wide eyes. "F-From you?" Laito calmly pulls his face near. "You're mine. I won't allow you to bite someone else." Ame stares at him shocked. He looks like a king. Somewhat condescending. Confident. "Understood?" Hypnotized by his gaze he nods. "Yes." Laito smiles and Ame averts his gaze. "W-Where?" His voice shakes due to his nervousness. "Wherever you want." He blushes. "O-Okay, then..." As he leans forward, Laito tilts his head to the side for him. His shaky breath hitting Laito's skin is nothing compared to the humiliation of his trembling hand touching his cheek or his other hand gripping his arm so that he won't fall down in weakness. Ame opens his mouth and his teeth sink into the others flawless skin. "Haa..!" With a deep sigh, relief washes over him as soon as his tongue touches his blood and he would have fallen, if not for Laito holding him by his upper arm. Ameto greedily lowers his mouth and drinks. Pushing Laito down with his steadily growing strength, he stops shaking. "Ah! Ame..!" He must have temporarily lost his mind, since Laito had to push him away and press his hand on his mouth for him to stop. "Sorry." He chuckles. "I didn't know you were this greedy." Ameto sheepishly pulls the towel back around his crotch. Laito leans forward and puts his hand on the ground in between the others knees. "You're hard again." His amused tone of voice sounds like music to his ears. Against his will a small smile flashes over Ameto's face. "Sadly..." Laito gets up. "I have something important I need to do." As Ame speechlessly watches him walk towards the door, Laito turns around again. "You can stay here and take care of... that." Shaking with embarrassment, Ame clutches the towel in his hands. How can he leave me like this?! "Fuck you!" His voice echoes loudly in the room, so he dives underwater where it's silent.
Closing the door behind him, he allows himself a deep, exhausted sigh. Laito rubs his hurting wrist. The straight cut is almost invisible now. But still not healed het. He gave him too much blood so now he feels faint, but who could have known that Ameto was this starved? Swaying with every step, he makes his way over Yui's room again. She should be asleep right now... Before he can open the door it opens on its own and he almost falls down. Laito stumbles inside and grabs the first thing he can find to regain his balance. Yui, who's shoulder he's gripped, looks at him in shock. "Laito-kun?! A-Are you okay?" Of course not... he lifts his head and looks around. "Hehe... where did you want to go in the middle of the day, Bitch-chan?" She ignores his question just as he had ignored hers just now. "I'll go get you a glass of water!" "No." Laito grabs her upper arm and sinks his teeth into her neck. As his sight slowly becomes clear again and the world stops swaying, he catches her unconscious body and lays it down on the bed. "Sweet dreams."
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Ruthless
FanfictionAmeto is the son of Cordelia and Richter, which means that his existence is constantly reminding Laito of his trauma. After he's been gone for several decades, he returns home to face his brother's hatred. WARNING! There's a lot of suffering in this...