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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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This chapter is rated MA for Sexual Content.

Chapter 8: Truth
            “Yes, I understand,” Leon said, obviously extremely bored with the conversation. Even he could not deny the… effects… his current choice of company was having on him. In the last week he had actually stopped a total of zero vampires, and had actually helped a couple. Not that he could tell his boss that…
            “Are you even listening, Leon?” an agitated Tifa scolded.
            “Yes, I am,” he replied dully, leaning back against the wall. Soon she would be attacking him again, shouting about how he was being lazy and that if he wasn’t going to work there then he should move on.
            “Well, then listen to this,” she growled, fully pissed at the shit he’d been pulling. “You are to return home. Now. That’s an order from the boss.”
            The brunette was suddenly very interested in the conversation, and sat up. “Why do I need to return?” he asked, skeptical.
            “We need to evaluate your ability to do this job,” she stated, glaring through the screen. “I’m afraid you are too close to this, and it could be compromising your judgment.”
            “T-too close?” he stuttered, afraid they had learned of Riku. “What do you mean, ‘too close’?”
            “That vampire you’re chasing, Cloud, wasn’t it?” she asked. “He killed your family, right? I’m afraid you’re too interested in finding him and aren’t protecting normal citizens from other bloodsuckers. Yes, he’s dangerous, but so are the others.”
            “I know,” Leon assured. “Look, I honestly haven’t found any danger yet. Give me a while longer.”
            She sat back for a moment, staring at the ceiling thoughtfully. “Alright, you have three more weeks,” she said. “If you aren’t back up to your normal level, I will order you to come back, or put you on the hunted list, understood?”
            “Entirely,” he said nervously, bowing his head slightly. I’ll have to start lying or she might come to get me herself… he thought, not enjoying that thought at all. Rule one of hunter safety, do not piss off Tifa.
            “Good,” she said cheerfully. “Now, I do want you to do something for me. I got word a group of vamps I’ve been chasing have wound up in your city. Be cautious, though, there are eleven of them, a couple Blue-eyes among them. I want you to find them, understand? Or report back that you couldn’t.”
            “Alright, is that all?” Leon asked. At her nod, they both signed off, and he went about gathering up his supplies. Gunblade strapped to his waist, knives in his sleeves and pants legs, and a pistol in holster, he exited the room. “Hey, lovebird,” he yelled as he passed the living room, startling his redheaded companion who was currently associating himself with Roxas’ mouth. “I’m going out for a while, have to look into something for Tifa. Also, if we don’t start making up kills for her, she’s going to get… upset… with us, and might even come here herself. So, we’ll have to make sure to collaborate our stories.” Not even bothering to look at the teenager’s affirmation, he left.
            Leon had a pretty good idea of where the target vampires were; he had seen them several times over the past month. The sign, Castle Oblivion, was also easily distinguished, and everyone knew vampires loved being flashy. If this wasn’t the place, then it was just some rich kid’s son trying to be cool.
            Opening the door, he was not prepared for what greeted him. Sure, Tifa had warned him there were eleven, but going from being alone to practically being surrounded was not very appealing. There was a blonde, and another blonde, dark gray hair, is that seriously pink? His hand instinctively jolted to his weapon, his shaky control the only thing keeping the blade in its sheath. That was probably the only thing that kept him alive there, and allowed him to take the several steps into the shop so he could close the door. Red and blue eyes watched as he slowly removed his hand from the hilt, holding both out to his sides slightly in a non-threatening stance.
            “What are you doing here?” a low, enunciated voice asked. As the speaker stepped forward the half-circle of vampires split in the middle.
            “Just looking,” he replied, watching the new arrival intently. Like the female to his side, this one had blue eyes, which meant he needed to be cautious. “Thought I’d just drop by and get acquainted.”
            “A funny guy, huh?” Xemnas asked, giving a single chuckle. “You’re a hunter, so tell me why I should let you leave here alive,” he demanded, walking a slow circuit around the lone male.
            Turning nothing but his head to follow the vampire, Leon waited until Xemnas was in front of him again to speak. “I did not come here to fight,” he stated. “Necessarily.”
            “Necessarily?” the silverette asked, stopping to face the hunter.
            “If I find you’ve been… ill-behaved… then I will have no choice but to eliminate you,” Leon stated.
            “And do you even think you can?” the girl asked, several in the group chuckling slightly. Several of the blood drinkers took offensive stances. Larxene was at the head of the group, doing everything except physically taunting Leon. Xaldin and Xigbar stood on either side of the girl, arms crossed and looking stern. Marluxia was grinning just off to the side, fangs showing menacingly, and Demyx would have joined in, had Zexion not grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him back. Feeling threatened, Leon’s hand instantly fell to his sword hilt again.
            “That’s enough, Larxene,” a familiar voice scolded, a pale hand landing on the brunette’s shoulder. “Stand down, Leon.”
            “Riku,” several people said at once, Leon and Demyx included. The next few words were so jumbled they could not be discerned, not even by the hyperactive blonde whose mind never seemed to sit still.
            “Who do you think you are, ordering me around?” Larxene hissed.
            “Riku-chan, good to see you again!” Demyx yelled directly after Larxene spoke.
            “I thought I told you not to call me that,” Riku said, slightly irritated at the nickname.
            “What are you doing here Riku?” Leon asked, momentarily ignoring the unknown vampires.
            “I work here,” the silverette stated, giving a slight wave to Xemnas. “I know this idiot, and he is no threat to any of you,” Riku explained to Larxene, the female growling slightly before stalking out the door. “You’re either suicidal or idiotic, to waltz right into this place. I know you knew there were vampires here,” he said to Leon, pushing passed him. “Be right back, have to change.”
            With that, he left Leon in a slightly less hostile seeming situation. For several seconds, an awkward air draped over them. That is, until Demyx stepped forward and practically shoved his hand in Leon’s. “I’m Demyx,” the blonde cheered. “You know Riku? Are you Sora?”
            The slate-haired vampire stepped forward at that time, and Leon half expected this one to be overly friendly as well. Though, he also half expected what really happened. Accompanied with a whiny “ow” from the blonde, Zexion smacked him upside the head. “Riku called him Leon, you idiot,” he stated. “Please forgive him, he can’t help it.”
            “Alright…” Leon said, almost jumping when the door behind him opened.
            “You know…” came the drawl from the female vampire. “Now that I look at you, you’re pretty hot, you know.”
            “If you take her up on that offer, she’ll let you fuck her in exchange for a bit of blood,” Riku stated as he came out of the back room in a bartender’s outfit. “Not something I think you’ll be willing to exchange, though.”
            “As if!” Leon growled, taking several steps away from her and accidentally bumping into the scarred, blue-haired bouncer.
            The vampire didn’t speak, merely held onto Leon’s shoulders to prevent him from falling. “That’s Saix,” Xemnas introduced. “He speaks when he wants to, but is quiet a good deal of the time.”
            “Unless he’s reporting on you or being screwed,” Demyx mumbled, receiving another hit from Zexion.
            “Learn to keep your mouth shut,” the bookworm scolded, not looking up from whatever series he was currently reading.
            “Did you see what you needed to?” the older silverette asked, moving to stand in front of Leon again.
The hunter gave a slight nod, acting on edge when he had in truth calmed down a great deal. He may not know these people much, but he did know Riku, and the teenager would not involve himself with these vampires if he didn’t trust them. “I’ll have to inform Tifa that I did not find the group she was searching for,” he stated, more so for Riku than Xemnas.
“Ah, so you know that feisty girl?” Xemnas chuckled. “That girl has been after me and mine for a year now. I’m guessing you’re the hunter Riku has told us about. I think we could become good friends,” he said, offering his hand.
Slightly wary, Leon took it and gave it a firm shake. “I won’t guarantee anything. We’ll just have to see,” he said, giving one last nod before he turned and left.
The blue eyes seemed to grin as his brunette target exited the building. With a mischievous grin on his face, the blonde-haired vampire reached into a pocket to retrieve a small, glass bottle (like the old ones ink was kept in). Shaking it to stir the contents, he leapt down from his perch, landing a few feet behind the hunter. “It’s good to see you again,” Cloud said cockily.
Leon jumped, drawing his sword and turning around simultaneously. “Cloud!” he yelled, charging his opponent before any questions could be asked. The vampire chuckled, easily stepping out of the way. Although, it looked more like he teleported. “You bastard! Hold still!”
“Such harsh words,” Cloud teased. “And here I was trying to be nice.” Leon charged again, feinting right but attacking left. Not that it did him much good. Against an opponent like Cloud, who was calm and collected (not to mention a powerful master vampire), Leon had no chance. The vampire tripped him, an act that caused the blonde to flinch. He didn’t want to hurt Leon, but he needed enough time to set him plan in motion, and the effort to catch himself and stand back up should be just enough. Removing the cork stopper, Cloud tipped the bottle to his lips, holding the dark liquid in his mouth. Before Leon could regain his balance, the blonde shoved him against the wall, crashing their mouths together and forcing the liquid down the hunter’s throat. Taking a step back to allow Leon room to breath and cough out the small amount that went down the wrong pipe, all he had to do now was wait.

His head was slightly fuzzy when he woke up, and he couldn’t seem to remember where he was. The ceiling above him did not seem to be the one he had become used to over the past month, and the room seemed colder than he was used to. Though, that could be because he wasn’t wearing anything.
What!
Leon sat up instantly, which he immediately realized to be a mistake when his head started pounding, almost like he was getting over a hangover. All he could do was sit there with the palms of his hands digging into his eyes to stem the burning.
It took several minutes, what felt maybe fifteen or twenty, to feel comfortable enough with his eyes open. Now he took the time to take in his surroundings. The room was painted a dark green; there was a desk next to the window with his gunblade leaning against it. His shirt was hanging loosely on the chair, someone else’s shirt on the floor around the chair legs. Someone else’s, that thought stuck in his head and he immediately looked down at his body. There on his stomach was a white, sticky residue, a substance he easily recognized. I-it’s just your own, he tried to convince himself, even though he knew it wasn’t. He was in a strange bed in a strange room he didn’t recognize without a stick of clothing on. The chances he was alone was slim to none.
Once he looked to his left, though, he wished he hadn’t. His breath caught in his throat as he looked down at the one person he had hoped to not see; Cloud. The sheets were bunched around his waist, revealing the creamy white chest and abdomen, pretty much void off all hair except a small trail that descended from his naval. The vampire seemed to be asleep, and Leon had absolutely no desire to wake him. Moving agonizingly slow, the hunter slipped out of the bed without a noise. To the human ear, at least.
Scrambling around the room, he quickly gathered up his clothes. Completely bypassing his boxers (which he didn’t want to take the time to find), Leon pulled his pants on with numb fingers. Shaking from shock, he managed to pull his shirt over his head with no problems, but could not coordinate his fingers enough to buckle his belts. Pulling them out of the loops and throwing them over his shoulder, he grabbed his gunblade and sprinted from the room, also not bothering to search for the four knives that obviously were no longer on his wrists and ankles. Still laying in bed, Cloud propped himself up on his elbows, staring at the slowly closing door. “I think that went quite well,” he said to the empty room. “Now I need a shower.”
Quietly making his way through the house, he finally started to recognize his location; Riku’s house. That did make sense; Cloud was living at the young fledgling’s place. He knew that detail would be helpful later and stored it away. After all, his mind was too jumbled to think straight.
Leon carefully closed the front door behind, having no desire to wake the sleeping twins, and possibly Riku, upstairs. His trembling still not quelled, he made his way to the guest bedroom given to himself and Axel, closing the door a little harder than he intended. Axel, who had long since been used to waking at the slightest noise, jolted up, looking around out of habit. “Leon, thank the gods it’s just you,” he breathed when his eyes fell on the still shaken brunette. “Hey, are you okay? What’s wrong?”
His legs collapsed once he was safe in the room, not even making it to his bed. Axel was quickly by his side, helping his mentor onto the more comfortable piece of furniture. He remained quiet for the several moments (a new record for Axel XD) it took Leon to calm down. The first words out of his mouth were, “I slept with him.”
Taken aback slightly, Axel asked, “Slept with who?”
“Cloud,” the brunette gulped, unable to look at the redhead. “I slept with him. I… I… I fucked a vampire. Damnit! Why they hell did I do something like that?”
“Well, uh, um,” Axel articulated, unsure of what to say. “Well… you’re not the only one,” he said finally, grasping at straws. “I mean, Sora is dating a vampire as well.”
It didn’t seem to help much. “I hate Cloud,” he tried to rationalize. “If I hate him why would I get in bed with him?” Unable to think of anything else to do, Axel started taking Leon’s loose equipment and putting it away, frowning at the lack of the four silver blades. He was about to ask the brunette about it when he suddenly stood up. “Of course! Cloud is vulnerable,” he said, an edge of desperation in his tone. “After sex Cloud is completely vulnerable because he quickly fell asleep. That means I can kill him easily.”
“But you’ll have to sleep with him again,” Axel pointed out, the more experienced hunter’s visage dropping at that.
Drawing his lips in a thin line, Leon stated, “If that’s what it takes to rid this world of that scourge, I’ll do it. I have once already, so a second time shouldn’t matter all that much.” Axel gave a stiff nod, looking away from his mentor. Never before had he seen the man so distressed.

Cloud was expecting him when he returned, the blonde sitting on the bed in a provocative manner in nothing but a pair of loose-fitting jeans. “Back so soon?” he mocked, arrogantly crossing his arms. The actions were more than enough to agitate Leon, and had he had a weapon on him, he probably would have attacked. Since his hidden blades were currently in the room somewhere, Leon left his other weapons at Sora’s place.
Putting his irritation into the only form at his disposal, Leon practically tackled the vampire to the bed, crashing their lips together. To his dismay, a pleasant, warm feeling seemed to rise from the pit of his stomach, dispersing into his bloodstream and spreading throughout his entire body. Pale hands started working on his jacket, Leon growling when his hands were removed from the vampire’s cool flesh to remove the sleeves of his jacket and shirt. He gave a complaining noise again when his mouth was detached from Cloud’s. His mind caught up with his body at that point, the hunter realizing he was truly enjoying the experience. His shirt was off then, leaving both men in only pants.
Leon paused for a moment, his calloused hands resting on the waistline of Cloud’s jeans. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he set to work on the button, struggling at first as his hands shook. With the jeans undone, he pulled the garment down to the vampire’s ankles in one yank, revealing the lack of any undergarment. Cloud hissed as the cool air kissed his slight erection, that part of him growing more rigid as Leon’s unclouded eyes took him in. After all, the hunter was under the affects of alcohol and aphrodisiac the last time, and not entirely aware of what he was doing. It hadn’t held the same passion as he felt this time, and that passion made him want to flip the hunter over right there and take him as he had been taken just hours before.
But he couldn’t.
There was a reason he allowed the hunter to top him, and that was because if he hadn’t then Leon would have rationalized it as being forced. Cloud had to give the brunette his pride, give the brunette the chance to realize that it wasn’t hate that kept him so faithfully on his tail; Leon just didn’t know it.. He had to discover it himself; he couldn’t be told it.
A surprisingly skillful mouth latched onto his nipple, giving it an experimental suck. Cloud’s moan sent a delicious shiver down his spine, one that spurred him on and made him perform the same action again. One hand playfully pinched the other nipple as his tongue swirled around the first one, the body beneath him growing arching slightly and giving off quiet gasps and moans.
Releasing the abused peak from his mouth, Leon gave the other nipple one last twist before he slowly descended, leaving a trail of saliva behind. Groan at the pace, an action that made Leon chuckle, the blonde irately kicked his pants off his ankles; just something to take up the time Leon decided to torture him.
Gulping down another lump, a pink tongue extended out of Leon’s mouth to swipe quickly across the head of Cloud’s growing erection. “Stop teasing, you bastard,” Cloud groaned, receiving a nervous chuckle from the male above him.
Resting a hand on Cloud’s hip, he dipped his head back down and brought his tongue over the tip of the vampire’s member. The blonde groaned again, thrusting his hips up slightly to try and gain more friction from that illusive mouth. Using both hands to hold Cloud to the bed, the vampire still had to retrain himself from breaking through the hunter’s strength.
Tracing the vein on the underside of Cloud’s penis with scorching fingers, Leon threw his admonitions aside and engulfed the head in his mouth. Cloud lost it at that moment, overpowering the single hand on his hip and thrusting into the brunette’s mouth, almost causing him to gag. Frantic to control the situation, Leon slammed his hands back down on the blonde’s pale hips. It was at that moment he realized there was no way he could stop this guy on normal terms, and his entire chase for the past five years had been fruitless.
Finally calming the vampire down enough, Leon started experimenting again. Giving the member in his mouth a couple quick sucks, he lowered his head and pulled more of it into his wet cavern. Dragging his teeth back up the shaft, Leon got his first taste of precum. Many people he had spoken about the undesirable flavor, but Leon could not say it was entirely unpleasant. Forgetting about the power of the being beneath him, Leon released Cloud’s hip to pump the length of his member he couldn’t or wasn’t willing to fit in his mouth, wanting to milk more of that substance from his partner and decide if he really liked the taste or not.
Leon lapped at the head a few times, alternating between squeezing, twisting, and pumping the rest of the erection. A moan escaped his lips as his own penis became engorged, straining against his now-uncomfortably-tight leather pants. Still holding Cloud down with one hand, the brunette started working on removing his last article of clothing. Of course, that would have been easier if that last article wasn’t made of leather. Attention divided, Cloud’s member started getting neglected, the vampire growling in frustration at the decreased friction. Getting the zipper down and releasing some of the pressure, Leon again focused on the task at hand… er, in mouth. Humming against the heated skin, he was delighted with the reaction. Cloud let out a loud moan, arching his back and gripping the sheets.
Pressure rising in his groin, the only warning Leon had before Cloud released was a strangled gasp. A warm, sticky liquid flooded his mouth, slipping down his throat even as he was swallowing. Choking on a small amount, the rest of the milky fluid dribbled out of his mouth and down his chin and Cloud straining member.
“Use this,” the vampire gasped, face flushed and eyes glazed with lust as he handed Leon a small tube. His own eyes filled with desire, Leon stood up to remove the now-offending garment covering his legs. Nearly falling as he sweaty, heated skin stuck to the unyielding leather, it took him what felt like way too long to return to the bed and his prize. Having to pause long enough to open the tube and squeeze a decent amount of lubricants onto his fingers, Leon tried to convince himself he was simply going through the motions, that his eagerness was towards finally being able to kill the vampire, and not towards finally getting inside the slim, muscular body. That thought made him shiver with anticipation.
            Laying small kisses along the other male’s jaw, he wriggled two, slick fingers into the blonde’s entrance. Cloud hissed slightly at the initial pain, thankful his body had already recovered from their actions the previous. He may heal incredibly quickly, but his body still repelled against the initial stretching. Scissoring his fingers, Leon again went to work on the vampire’s pale nipples. He rolled his tongue over the small peak, eliciting a moan from the blonde. Nipping the sensitive flesh as a distraction, he inserted the third finger in alongside the other two, thrusting them a few times before spreading them.
            Removing his fingers from the body beneath him, Leon deposited another generous amount of lubricant into his palm. Growing quite impatient, he quickly spread the cool gel over his aching member, moaning at the contact. Cloud watched the display with mute fascination, eyes bleeding to blue and licking his lower lip in anticipation.
Forcefully smashing their lips together, Leon pulled the blonde’s legs up around his waist and positioned his penis at the other male’s entrance. Aggressively biting Cloud’s lower lip, the hunter buried himself to the hilt in a single thrust. Groaning at the still-unfamiliar feeling of being filled, Cloud roughly gripped the brunette’s back, careful to not dig his claw-like fingernails into the sensitive skin. The vampire also had to quell his instinct to bite, not only to turn the other man but also for the simply pleasure of biting.
Overwhelmed by the heat encasing his member, Leon barely held still long enough for Cloud to adjust. The latter was about to heatedly command him to move when he pulled out until only the head remained inside the vampire’s body. Slamming back inside, he repeated the action, altering his angle each time trying to find that spot that would make Cloud see stars.
A sound somewhere between a gasp and a scream clawed its way out of the blonde’s throat, sending delicious chills down Leon’s spine.
They were lucky everyone else was away for the sound of skin slapping against skin and screams filled the house; the intensity increasing as Leon continued to abuse the vampire’s prostate. Feeling his climax closing in, Cloud pulled the hunter back to his mouth, dominating the human and forcing his tongue between the other’s bruised lips. Fangs accidentally scraping Leon’s lower lip, Cloud let out an intoxicated groan as the sweet red drops met his tongue. Angry, the hunter bit his tongue, causing the vampire to pull away for a moment. “N-no biting,” he scolded, voice filled more so with lust than anger.
“I didn’t,” Cloud whispered seductively, latching lightly onto the wound and pulling as much of the delicious liquid from it as possible. It was almost completely closed already when he threw his head back, arching against the male above him and struggling to get the scream from his throat as he ejaculated, the muscles in his ass clamping down on Leon’s imbedded member.
“Gods,” the brunette gasped, getting in one more thrust before he released. As his orgasm diminished, Leon collapsed onto his partner, panting heavily from his efforts.
It took several minutes for him to regain his breath. Pulling his limp member from Cloud’s body, he stood on leg still shaky from sex, making his way to the bathroom. Returning with a wet towel, the hunter set to work cleaning up the spilt seed and sweat. As he was leaving to throw the now-dirtied towel in the laundry, Cloud pulled him back for one last kiss.
Returning, the vampire already seemed to be dozing off in the afterglow, not entirely in reality or the world of dreams. Grimly, Leon set to the task of finding his weapons to finish off the blonde.
They hadn’t even been hidden and he quickly found them, stacked neatly in a corner. Removing one from the sheath, he walked calmly to the edge of the bed. Holding the knife just above Cloud’s heart, he pulled back for momentum and… could not bring the knife back down. Emotions he didn’t want to admit held his wrist, preventing him from killing the supposedly dangerous creature in front of him.
Hand falling to his side, Leon once again scrambled to redress, making sure to obtain his boxer shorts and hidden knives this time. Looking back one last time before he left, he could no longer deny the truth, even if he still refused to say it out loud.
He was still in love with Cloud.
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