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Infected	By : Himitsu_no_Tokumei Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2195 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6: Similarities
            “Kind of hard to believe that actually went so smoothly,” Leon stated as he sat down on one of the beds in the guest room. The mattress squeaked in protest to the added weight, the older male glaring down at it and wondering if he’d be able to get a good night’s rest on that thing. Shifting his weight and pressing down on a different area of the mattress he was greeted with no more noise, so he guessed it was just the original compression that caused the springs to squeak.
            “Yeah, but Sora did say that his parents loved having guests over,” Axel responded, dropping his duffle bag at the end of his bed and flopping down on the mattress. Just as Leon’s had, his bed growled at him at first, but quieted down. “Oh, to be able to sleep on an actual bed!” the redhead cooed, closing his eyes and leaning his head back as far as he could into the pillow. A chuckle had him sitting up in an instant, an annoyed glare on his face. “You know you’re thinking the same thing! We’ve had to sleep outside for the last couple months because we didn’t have the money to pay for a room.”
            “And whose fault do you think that is?” Leon asked. “I’m not the one who spent two-hundred dollars on candy.”
            “I wasn’t the one stupid enough to get his weapon broken by a vampire,” Axel shot back. “How much did that cost again? Five-hundred, wasn’t it?”
            “That was a necessary expense, I don’t think candy is,” the older hunter accused. By this time both were standing, intense glares locked in a battle and fists clenched. Money troubles had made them clash before, and it looked like this time was going to be no different.
            “No fighting,” Sora scolded from the door, the participants sending all their fury towards him instead for the interruptions. “You don’t scare me,” the younger brunette announced, turning to leave but looking back over his shoulder one last time before he shut the door. “Dinner is done, come out when you are more civil.”
            By that time the tension had eased and both had calmed down tremendously. Sighing, Leon took one last look at his own bag, and the weapons stored inside it. Kneeling beside it, he pulled out a small knife, lifting up his pant leg to stow the blade away at his ankle. What Sora didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right? And then at least he had that sense of security in a world where monsters and demons did exist. “Take yours as well,” he told his companion. “Just make sure it stays hidden.”
            “Alright,” Axel said, nodding as Leon vacated the room. He was soon to follow, coming into the room to find his plate already dished and set at the table, between Leon and Roxas. Sora gave him a small wink, one he only caught because he was looking right at the smaller brunette, suspicious he had set it up. The wink confirmed it, and he felt a small blush dust his cheeks. Sora had gotten it all wrong! He wasn’t gay. (A/N: No, no. Axel isn’t gay. He’s just surprisingly fruity. Note the sarcasm.) Sure, had thought that blonde kid was cute, but that didn’t mean he was gay, did it?
            An elbow in his ribs caught his attention, and Axel looked over out of the corner of his eye at Leon. “Deny it all you want, but if you keep acting like that I might be convinced you’re gay, too,” he said discreetly, taking a bite nonchalantly after finishing.
            “I’m not,” Axel shot back equally quiet, glaring at his plate. Practically attacking his food, the redhead gaze the blonde to his left a sidelong glance, heat again flaring up in his cheeks. Okay, maybe I am, he admitted.

            Roxas was wary of the overbearing redhead, and for good reason. He figured, since Sora had claimed they were his ‘friends,’ that these were the hunters after Riku. He had no way of knowing just what type of person this Axel was, yet the guy kept trying to befriend him. Roxas suspected it was to get information on Riku, maybe go back on whatever deal he had made with Sora.
            “Come on, can’t I sit here?” Axel asked.
            “I’m on to you, Hunter,” the small blonde finally spat, “and I’m not giving you any information about Riku.” That seemed to take the hunter aback, and Roxas felt like he had hit the bull’s-eye. That is, until, the redhead replied.
            “Wait, you know I’m a hunter?” he asked, all his confusion and shock clearly going into that singular question.
            Frowning, he replied, “Yes I know. I’m the one who had to make the excuse so Sora could go find you and Mom wouldn’t know.” If he didn’t want information about Riku, then why was he continually pestering him?
            “So that means you know Riku is a vampire as well,” Axel more so stated than asked. “Doesn’t that, well, scare you? Knowing that your brother is dating a vampire? That he is in this house sometimes?”
            Roxas watched as the hunter sat down next to him, without permission, he might add, that search for knowledge clear in his emerald eyes. “No, it doesn’t,” he replied, looking up to the TV and the forgotten show on it. “I’ve known Riku for a long time, and I have noticed no change in him since he turned. Sora told me when it was,” he clarified. “If you want to know what scares me, then look ahead.” The TV show on was CSI, the investigators currently looking over the corpse of a dead girl found in a pool.
            “Water?” Axel asked, not quite getting what the boy was meaning.
            “People,” Roxas corrected. “People I don’t know. You can never predict what a stranger will do because you don’t know that person. That includes you. I don’t know you, and I don’t know what you might do.”
            A smile spread across the redhead’s face, who quickly stood and offered the blonde a hand. “Well, then, my name is Axel. Got it memorized?” he asked. “Maybe we can start at that.”

            Riku nearly fainted the first time he came over. It wasn’t Sora who answered the door, but it was a brunette. And as if the silverette would forget that face! His breath caught in his throat and he found his feet frozen to the concrete steps, his entire body rigid and unable to move. Leon glared at the teen, the thought of quickly drawing his ankle dagger and plunging it into the fledglings heart crossing his mind. Cold nights and complaints and fights stopped him, though, and he sighed in agitation as he moved to the side. “Are you coming in, or not?” he asked irately.
            That seemed to jolt the young vampire out of his stupor, and, bowing, he quickly entered. Toeing off his shoes and leaving them in the entryway, he left Leon in his dust as he sped through the house towards his boyfriend’s room.
            “Ah, Riku!” the other brunette yelled, tackling the still shaken vampire. Before the silverette even had a chance to chuckle, his mouth was covered by the younger male’s, his tongue swiftly sweeping through his open mouth. Pulling away just as fast, Sora grinned down at him.
            A moment later, Riku finally caught up with his body, and he glared playfully as the boy seated on his stomach. “Come on, Sora, get off me,” he complained, gently shoving the lighter teen until he was sitting on the ground and not him. “Hey, Sora,” Riku began, his tone enough to quiet the giggles coming from the brunette. “Why is he here, that hunter?” The slight tremor in his limbs gave away his fear to Sora, who comfortingly placed a tanned hand over Riku’s pale ones.
            “Don’t worry,” he said sweetly. “I made a deal with them. I give them a place to stay and they leave you alone. There is also that any vampire in my or your house is also safe unless they are doing something harmful, but my main goal was to protect you. I believe… that if they get to know you better, see how you and I and Roxas all react, that maybe it can change their minds about vampires. Sure, some are probably evil, but that doesn’t mean all are.”
            His smile seemed to calm the silverette down just as much as his words. Feeling completely exhausted, Riku leaned forward until his head was resting on Sora’s shoulder. Leon, who had been listening to the conversation since Riku ran off, quickly knelt down and fingered his dagger hilt.
            “I’m sorry Riku, I should have told you before you came over,” Sora cooed lovingly, rubbing gently circles into Riku’s back. “That must have been quite a shock, huh?”
            “I’ll be fine,” the older teen mumbled. “Just kind of tired now.”
            Leon relaxed his grip on the hidden blade, watching intently as Sora shifted and moved to the point where Riku lifted his head in curiosity. The older teen gave a yelp as the younger brunette clumsily picked him up off the floor, overbalancing and backing up into a wall. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Riku practically yelled as he struggled to get free.
            “C-carrying you. To bed, s-so you can rest,” Sora stated, obviously struggling to keep a hold of his boyfriend. “It would be… easier if you’d stop… moving.”
            “Like hell I will, put me down,” the silverette complained.
            Leon leaned back against the wall, chuckling to himself. In an instant he was scolding himself for letting his guard down. Vampires were not good, and he had to remember that. He would not be fooled by their act!

            A month. Such a short amount of time, yet long at the same time. So much, and so little, can happen in that span. This case was the former…
            Leon sat on the bed given to him by Sora’s family, a small item in his palm. Tapping a button on the side, the small square expanded into a translucent pad about twenty by thirty centimeters (for those of you not aware of the conversion to inches that is eight by twelve about), the edges of the squares set in the corners. Pressing a few keys on the clear pad itself, he was soon connected to headquarters, ready to give his weekly report. Most likely it would involve yelling again, since he had drug ‘innocents’ into the war between humans and vampires. Oh how badly he wanted to say that the guy he was living with was dating one, but he had promised to protect Riku. And as stated before, a month can be a long time.
            “Leon! About time you checked in again!” came the enraged voice of Tifa. “You’re not still at that place, are you?” she growled. The male hunter saw no need to reply, because just as he could see her surroundings, she could see his. “That is the exact same room you were in before! Why the hell haven’t you left yet?”
            “Maybe if I had the funds to I might,” he retorted agitatedly. “As I told you, I am out of money and they offered me free room and board. It is better than starving on the cold streets. Then where would my aid be?”
            “You are needlessly bringing unaware people into unnecessary danger, can’t you see that?” Tifa asked.
            Kneading his oncoming headache gently with one hand, he sent the woman on the other end a disinterested glare. “And I will be leaving an entire city in danger if I pass out because I haven’t eaten in three days,” he replied. “This is how the argument started last week, and I really don’t want to have to cut you off again.”
            Still obviously pissed, Tifa let the subject drop, listening intently to the news Leon had to give her. To her surprise, the report was frightfully short. In a single week, the experienced hunter would take out anywhere from eight to ten vampires, varying in age to new fledglings to over five decades of undead age. The last two weeks he had been declining, and now he reported only two sightings. The expression on his face told her that he was definitely hiding something.
            “Are vampires really that short in the city?” she asked, not pleased with the meager results.
            Leon pondered lying to her, then telling the truth, then lying again. “I’m not sure,” he finally settled with. “I may not have seen many, but I get the feeling that there are more around somewhere. I think I should remain posted here.”
            “And does any part of that have to do with him?” Tifa asked, an obvious edge in her voice.
            “This was the last place I saw Cloud, but that was a month ago. No sign of him since,” Leon stated, glaring at the wall. That simple action confirmed the statement true.
            “Alright, but if I don’t get better reports from you in three weeks, I’m moving you.” With that, the screen went blank, the semi-transparent room on the pad turning into his legs. Closing the pad, he quickly stored it away in his bag, which he quickly tossed into the closet. Knowing Tifa, she would try to listen in through the device, and there were things said in this house he didn’t want her to hear.
            “Your girlfriend must be pretty angry at you,” a cool voice said as he entered the hallway.
            Sending the vampire a half-assed glare, Leon stopped and shook his head. “Hello Riku,” he said in greeting, tone lacking its former malice and malcontent. “And she’s not my girlfriend. You could say she is kind of like my boss.”
            “Well, she obviously doesn’t pay you much, otherwise you would never have taken up residence here and I’d probably be dead,” the silverette chuckled, falling in step next to the hunter as they made their way towards the living room and the rest of the congregation. Sora was sitting in the chair, waiting for his boyfriend to return, Axel was sitting on the couch, holding the remote eagerly, and Roxas was finishing up making popcorn in the kitchen. Leave it to teenagers to decide to have an all night movie marathon.
            A month surely was a long time. It had taken maybe three days for Roxas and Axel to become best of friends, and maybe ten days for Leon to finally stop berating the redhead for divulging “classified information” to the blonde. At the moment it was unclear as to whether they were or weren’t together, but if it was the former it wouldn’t be for much longer. It had taken a week and a day for Riku to settle down with two vampire hunters in the room next to him, and another seven days to be able to talk to the two normally. Axel quickly warmed up to the fledgling, but it took Leon a bit longer. Now, though, he could actually say he had decent, civil conversations with the vampire.
            “Here, Riku,” Sora said sweetly, moving his spiky hair aside so it wouldn’t poke his boyfriend in the eyes. Teal turned to red, a slight bit of hesitation clearly in the silverette’s actions as he bent down and placed his lips at Sora’s pulse. With the younger brunette drawing comforting circles on his back, Riku’s fangs sank hungrily into his neck, piercing the jugular vein and sending that searing, delicious liquid cascading down his throat. Roxas stopped halfway to the couch, bowls of popcorn in hand, watching with mute fascination at the scene. It was, after all, the first time he had seen Riku, or any vampire, for that matter, feeding. It was over a second later, Riku’s elongated canines receding from the skin with his tongue gently lapping at the spilt drops of blood until the puncture wounds stopped bleeding. Sora grinned up at him, clearly lethargic but not dangerously so.
            It had been a month since Riku fed.
            And a month was still a long time, and a lot had happened. It may have taken three weeks for Leon to stop glaring at the silverette, who was now lifting Sora from his seat so he could sit with the drained boy in his lap, but it had only taken one for him to start questioning his hatred. It may have taken nearly four weeks to get that last hint of distaste from his words, but he had found himself growing closer to Riku around two. The change scared him, and it was around that second week that he let the first vampire go since he had become a hunter. By the third week he would stop and watch what they were doing, observing their actions. And it had only been the night before that he came upon one feeding. Instead of attacking, like he normally would, he simply watched, much as he had with Riku just a moment before. The vampire had gently lay his victim against the alley wall when he was done, checking her vitals with a phone in hand in case he took too much. The splash of a puddle as Leon drew closer scared him, that’s for sure, but one look at the lowered weapon stopped any attack. Kneeling beside the possible deadly creature, back and neck exposed for a lethal strike, he checked the girl, nodding when he found that she should be fine and wake in the next couple hours. They stood at the entrance to that alleyway, completely silent, until she finally stumbled to her feet, making sure she wasn’t attacked while unconscious.
            In that month, Leon had learned the true differences between humans and vampires.
            In that month, Leon had found none.
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