• CHAPTER 24 - KIRA'S CRAVING

    Still, everybody hates experiencing somebody else's true nature. And whenever somebody does experience it, it's not usually a good thing.

    My grip on the railing of the stairs tightened and my hands were sweating. The instant I had looked into those starving eyes, I knew who it was; Kira. I couldn't turn back now, it was too late. Instead, I tried to act brave and walk down the stairs to my original destination. Kira backed against the wall slowly and buried his face in his hand. He was breathing heavily and he clenched his other fist. I walked towards him as slowly as I could, trying not to let anything blow my scent into his nose and set him off.

    "Kira?" I whispered.

    He didn't respond, he just breathed heavier and deeper. I wanted to see if he was okay, if he had fed at all in the city, but I was too afraid. I knew I was in the extreme danger zone of approaching him this close alone. I made my way past Kira safely and into the kitchen. I peeked behind me and he wasn't following me, which should have been a good thing. I was even starting to question my vision. My hunger was probably making me hallucinate, or maybe I was dreaming? Or possibly sleepwalking? I opened the fridge and removed the remainder of the onigiris, knowing Kai would freak out on me later, and sat at the breakfast bar. As I ate, I couldn't hear or see Kira, so I knew I was probably hallucinating.

    It would of been helpful of me to turn on a lamp or something so I could see my own food. The longer the silence trailed on, the less worried I became. I was pretty sure I was too tired or too hungry and just pictured Kira at the bottom of the stairs. I don't know what suddenly came over me, but the last thing I wanted to be doing was eating. Something was nagging me in my head to get back to bed, so I obediently picked up the napkin with the rest of my onigiri on it. As I turned around to throw my food away, I froze again from fear and my food dropped to the ground sliently. Kira was leaning against the kitchen doorway, still breathing heavily...watching me.

    "Kira, is that really you?" I was sure I was perfectly sane if I saw him twice already.

    There was still no reply from him except for his continuous deep breathing. His eyes nearly glowed in the dark and I cautiously lowered myself onto my knees to pick up the remains of my onigiri. I couldn't hear him, but through my eyelashes and bangs I could see Kira inching his way towards me. My heart was beating in my throat and I was about to choke on it. He was barefoot and his feet were filthy from the snow and mud and the bottom of his pant legs were damp.

    I finally caught my breath in a gasp as Kira lowered himself onto his knees in front of me and his frozen hand cupped my neck and he rubbed his thumb against my collar bone. I refused to look up at him and into his sinister starving eyes. He inched his face towards my jaw and inhaled my insence and exhaled deeply, absorbing the scent. He kissed the angle of my jaw multiple times and then my cheek. I remained still, not wanting to stir him up. I about lost it when he made his way to my lips, sliding his other hand to the back of my head so I couldn't pull away. I was too afraid to pull away anyways, it would only sentence me to death even faster.

    The silence was hurting again and I was even too afraid to call out for Kai in my head. I didn't want anything happening to Kira, I wouldn't want Kai to kill him or anything. I gripped the collar of Kira's shirt and tried to gently pull him away from me but that only enticed him more. He leaned me back until I was flat on the cold kitchen floor. He pulled away from my lips and I let out a small unintended squeak. Kira pressed his cold finger up to my lips.

    "Hush," he whispered.

    His breathing intensified again as he gripped both of my shoulders and inhaled my scent even more. His grip tightened and loosened repeatedly, as if he were trying to get a hold of himself. I stared up at the ceiling, waiting for him to make his move.

    "Kira, you're supposed to be in the city," I accused barely below a whisper.

    He groaned, annoyed, "You won't breathe a word,"

    He brushed the hair away from my neck and ran his tongue over my neck a repeated amount of times. He was the kind of guy to play with his food before he ate it.

    "This is the only blood I need," he hissed to himself.

    He bit me, hard. It was a short sting that didn't last long as he wrapped his right arm around my waist and held me close to him. He gripped my casted wrist and pinned it to the ground and drank heavily.

    "No...no, Kira, stop," I winced.

    I couldn't fight him off, I'd have no chance with his strength. I probably wouldn't even faze him considering how weak I am. He was drinking much too fast, my vision was blurring already. At this rate, he would either end up killing me or becoming immortal or even both. I wouldn't want him living as a half Vampire forever. It was probably pretty stupid of me to be worried about Kira if I'm the one dying, and it was starting to hurt.

    "Kira," I breathed, "Kira, stop, you're hurting me,"

    He was holding me too close, I was losing my air. My vision continued to blur a little more with every passing second but I refused to pass out, "Kira!"

    I felt his fangs pull out of my neck and he breathed heavily, his breath warm from my blood. I thought it was over, but I should have known better than to believe a little complaint would stop a starving half Vampire on a crazy craving. Kira removed his arm from around my waist and gripped my jaw. He leaned my head back so that my throat was completely exposed and he pressed his cool lips harshly against my ear and breathed into it heavily.

    "I'm going to suck you dry," he hissed again.

    He kissed my ear several times with his bloody lips and my breath came in and out in stutters. Kira continued to breath heavily and his lips glided over my jaw and made their way back to the wound in my neck. He bit me again, in the same place. It stung bad and it was too deep. I had enough and I started to struggle ferociously. That was pretty stupid of me. It only excited Kira so he bit me again, right next to the first wound.

    "s**t," I managed to whisper.

    Out of nowhere, Kai's warning about Kira's craving came back to me. It played over and over in my head and I wished so badly I had acknowledged it a little better. But I didn't think that Kira would be coming back so soon. Did he even feed in the city?

    My body was going limp and my grip on Kira's shirt weakened. I should have called out for Kai, I really should have, but I was much too weak now. My eyes kept wanting to close on me. The only think audible to my ears was my heavy heartbeat and Kira's heavy intaking of my blood. This wasn't Kira, this was a monster in Kira's body that was attacking me. I was so stupid to have thought about coming down, stupid to have actually walked past him, thinking he was only an illusion.

    "Kira, please don't do this," my words didn't come out so clear, they were slurring.

    I noticed him pause a few times and hesitate after a moment. Was he opting whether he should finish me off and drink up the last bit of my life? Or maybe he was wanting to leave me to bleed to death, only to have Kai wake up in the morning to see my lifeless husk on the floor? Would he want that?

    I could feel my eyes rolling in every direction, even cross-eyed as I tried to stay focused. I couldn't feel Kira pull away, but his face was suddenly hovering right above mine...almost with panic on his face, but he still looked pretty emotionless and angry. I could barely feel his lips press against mine again and he held it for several seconds. He shifted himself so that he was at my side and swiftly lifted me up, my arms dangling like string. My head hung all the way back and all I could see was the ceiling and the kitchen behind me, the floor where I was lying was washed over with my blood. I was just lying in his arms like a tattered and beaten rag doll. I didn't know if I was fully conscious to actually know it was Kira carrying me.

    I tried to say something, but I couldn't even comprehend it in my head. I tried to look up at Kira, but I had basically no control of my body. I had made myself shut down while Kira was attacking me and I didn't have the strength to turn myself back on. I was confused when I saw the ceiling of the downstairs bathroom and then the sink pass by. I wasn't exactly sure if it was the bathroom, though because my vision was still a foggy blur.

    The last thing I saw was Kira kneeling in front of me after setting me on the floor with my back against the wall. He had medical supplies in his hands with a hesitant and still starving expression on his face, his red eyes never leaving my wounds.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    "Arisa?"

    That voice, I knew it, I had been waiting so long to hear it, I was so desperate for that voice to call my name again, it sounded to angelic; was I dead?

    "Arisa," the voice whispered again.

    There was a small shaking from a cool hand on my shoulder and I jerked myself awake, sweat beads coating my forehead. It was Kai who had been shaking me, saying my name, and he seemed a little concerned.

    "Arisa, are you okay?"

    I burrowed my eyebrows together and kept staring at him, I wasn't dead?

    "How did you get down here?"

    I stared at him with more confusion, but as soon as I looked around at the living room and then the couch I had been sleeping in, I was even more confused. I didn't remember crawling onto the couch and falling asleep. I didn't remember anything about last night except...

    "Were you sleepwalking?" Kai arched one eyebrow up in amusement and some form of mockery, "Cause if you were, then it's so human." he chuckled.

    I took a small breath, trying to speak for the first time in a while, "No," I squeaked, "I wasn't sleepwalking. I came down to get a snack and..."

    I stopped myself short. I could never tell Kai what happened last night, "I guess I fell asleep on the couch,"

    Kai smiled again, "How human. You're always hungry."

    "I haven't eaten much recently," I complained, frowning at him.

    "You never eat much. That's why you're so skinny." he poked my ribs.

    I flinched when he poked me and his hands instantly rubbed my side, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

    It didn't hurt so much, considering I had been bombarded by blankets once again. I stealthily slid my hand onto the right side of my neck which had been massacred by bandages. They were hidden pretty well underneath the blankets. I guessed Kai didn't even notice them. Was it Kira that bandaged me up and placed me on the couch? He didn't decide to finish me off? Was he immortal?

    "What's on your mind?" Kai asked curiously.

    My eyebrows burrowed together again, "You're not in it?"

    "I'm trying to take your advice and give you some privacy for once," he stated immaturely.

    "Um," would I actually be able to get away with what Kira did? What a coincidence, "Nothing's on my mind. Just thinking about homework and stuff, I guess." what a lame cover.

    Kai frowned at me, "You're on holiday break. That should be the last thing you're thinking about."

    "Um, y-yeah," I stammered. I sat up, still coiling the blankets around my body, including the bandages on my neck, "I'm going to go get dressed now."

    As I stood up, I was overtaken by lightheadedness. I staggered and fell back onto the couch. Kai stared at me with one eyebrow raised and I stood up again, blushing. I was still dizzy, still feeling as though I would fall over if I took another step, but I couldn't let Kai suspect anything. I scrambled up the stairs, taking my time, and made it safely into the bedroom. I collapsed onto the bed, unraveling the blankets from around me, and wiped the sweat off my forehead.

    "I'm alive," I whipsered to myself, and sighed in relief. I had been afraid I would never be able to see Kai or the others again, that my killer would be my boyfriend's brother.

    I lie on the bed for a few minutes until I felt I was well enough to stand up again. I was still dizzy, but I managed to make it to the dresser and find some clothes I could squeeze into. I took the smart way out and slipped on a turtle neck, completely masking the bandages. There was no trace of blood anywhere. I even noticed that my pajamas were changed while I was unconscious. The thought of Kira sent many needles and chills down my spine and up again. The scene from last night kept repeating itself in my head and I couldn't ever be more thankful that Kai was ignoring my thoughts for now, when I needed it most.

    I was hoping so much that Kira was finally feeding inside the city, although I knew that wasn't very probable since he already had an enormous taste of my blood. Would it be possible to curve away from my blood again? I shivered again and tried to push the attack out of my mind. Although I knew it was physically impossible at this point, I should at least get it out of my conscience. I couldn't have that ruin the holidays for everybody. I don't want to be the cause for misconseption and misery around here anymore.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    A few more days had gone by and I finally heard about some mysterious attacks and deaths on the news. I sighed in relief, although I shouldn't have been, but I was relieved for Kira, he was finally pulling himself together. I felt remorse for those lost, though, and felt guilty that I ended up caring more about Kira than the victims.

    "Kai, does it make me a bad person if I care more about Kira than the victims?" I asked as I distracted myself from the television and turned towards Kai.

    Kai shrugged, "If you still feel remorse for the victims, then there's nothing wrong with caring about one more than the other,"

    "But the victims were so many people and Kira is just one person, a Vampire, no less,"

    Kai pat my head, "You'll be fine,"

    I paused and watched the television again, reading the few names of the victims who were still alive and then the larger list of victims who were too unfortunate. Kai acted nonchalant about it, but I knew he felt sorry for Kira and the victims as well. He hated to see his big brother go through so much all the time.

    Kai draped his arm on the back of the couch right behind my head and sighed. We sat in silence, continuing to watch the news reporter trying to give out descriptions of Kira, but none of which matched. It must have been in a dark place where the victims wouldn't be able to distinguish Kira's face.

    Just when I had started worrying about Kira again, the front door opened and closed again and I somehow felt a cold chill in the air. My worry for Kira faded as he entered the living room next to Matsuda and worry for Kai and myself inclined. Kai and I both stood up and turned around to face the Kira who was claiming to have overcome his thirst. My worry for Kira was replaced with fear once more as his cold lifeless eyes swept through my being. The change in my emotions was dramatic and I'm sure even Kai could feel the change. I almost felt a sixth sense come in to play and I knew that things wouldn't resolve well in the end.

    ***Yeah, I'm kind of bored, so I'm making an itty-bitty quiz right now ^^
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    1. Who is your favorite character in BLooDY SILHOUEttE? Why?
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