Raven's POV

               I woke with a start to the sound of my alarm clock blaring and was surprised to find myself in one of my oversized nightshirts tucked in my bed. Had I slept through Sunday and dreamed the whole thing? After swatting my alarm clock and shutting it up I scrambled to find my phone and check the date and time. It was Monday and time to get ready for school. My body felt heavy and weak and the moment I tried to sit up, the room began to spin. After a moment the dizziness began to fade away. Was yesterday a dream or was Reiji really a vampire?

               Gingerly I slipped from the warm safety of my bed and made my way to the bathroom for a shower. As I stripped out of my oversized nightshirt, I glanced to the mirror and felt my blood run cold as I saw two puncture wounds at the base of my neck. Turning slightly to look at the back of my neck where he'd bit me a second time my heart stuttered in my chest threatening to come to a halt as I saw two more puncture wounds. Reiji was really a vampire!

               "Oh god, I'm not a vampire now, am I?" I panicked, "I can see my reflection still, is that even a thing?" Stepping away from the mirror I struggled to control my breathing and keep myself from hyperventilating.

               My phone buzzed, the yakuza was trying to send me away on a mission.

               "Screw the yakuza, there are fucking vampires. I can handle gangsters, I cannot handle blood sucking super humans." I hurriedly replied that I couldn't take the mission and told them to fuck off for a bit before showering and changing for school.

               The yakuza were human, they had the advantage of numbers but I was confident I'd be able to take out more of them and have a better chance of escaping with my life than trying to take on a vampire. A worrisome thought crossed my mind, if Reiji was a vampire, were his brothers also vampires?

               "It's the fucking vampire Brady Bunch." I grumbled as I grabbed my school bag and headed out the door.

               I'd made it to school with zero interruptions and arrived on time for the first time in my entire academic career nearly giving the teacher a heart attack. Due to the amount of blood I'd lost the day before I felt more tired than usual and struggled to keep myself awake during the lessons. It was hard to focus on school when I knew there was a vampire, possibly two, sitting in my classroom.

               By the time our meal break arrived, I was too tired to do anything and laid my head atop my desk struggling to cling to consciousness. A few minutes passed and the classroom emptied as the teacher and other students left for the break. After a while a cool hand lightly brushed against the back of my neck sweeping my long navy tinged raven hair away from my neck revealing the puncture wounds on the back of my neck. Though the fingers gently caressing my skin were cold as ice, my skin felt like it was on fire at the touch. I drew in a sharp intake of breath and braced myself for what was to come.

               The hand pulled away and I heard something being placed atop my desk. Slowly, I lifted my head and spotted a box of cranberry juice sitting atop my desk. Reiji was sitting in his seat; his school uniform perfectly pressed his long purple tinged raven hair in perfect array. He turned to me, sensing my gaze and motioned toward the juice box.

               "You should drink that." He said matter-of-factly as he adjusted his glasses.

               "Feeling guilty?" I challenged him.

               He laughed dryly at this, "Not in the least. You are the lowest kind of human there is, a servant to other humans and now nothing more than source of sustenance for me, lower than a servant, nothing more than livestock."

               I clenched my fists at this, "Shut up, I'm not agreeing to be your food."

               "Who said you had a choice in the matter?"

               "My crossbow, stake, crucifix and garlic?"

               Reiji actually laughed aloud at this startling me. "None of which are effective, in the slightest."

               "Fuck."  I mentally ran through a plan of action. I couldn't overpower him in a physical fight, anything I did had to be ranged and I had to catch him off guard because the moment he noticed me it'd be over since he could teleport. There was no scenario in which I could successfully kill him. It was hopeless.

               Reiji watched me curiously, there was a wicked glint in his eye as he watched me silently panic and scramble for a plan, a way to escape. "There's no escape for you, Raven." He breathed my name aloud sending a shiver down my spine.

               "One condition."

               He looked annoyed at this but motioned for me to continue.

               "I obviously can't continue my side job if you're sucking me dry and making me a fucking weakling. Find a way to get them to let me go." I noted calmly. It was going to be too much of a hassle even for him, there was no way my 'inferior' blood was worth it.

               Reiji pondered this for a moment, "I'll humor you. Consider it done."

               What?!

               "Now, drink that." He pointed to the juice box.

               I slowly reached for the juice box, "I'm not drinking it because you told me to, I'm only drinking it because I'm thirsty." I shot at him angrily before taking a sip causing him to smirk.

               "I'll have to discipline that insolence out of you." He noted with a sadistic smile.

               "You sure you're up for the task?" I challenged him.

               "I'll enjoy breaking you." His voice sent a shiver down my spine and I mentally cursed myself as a mixture of terror, anticipation and excitement wormed through me.

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               True to his word, Reiji found a way to cut my ties with the Yakuza and I soon found myself homeless. Reiji insisted I move into the mansion. Though he'd said my weapons were useless against him, he saw fit to relieve me of all of my weaponry before permitting me entry into the mansion. I'd only been in the mansion for a single night. Surprisingly none of the other Sakamaki brothers bothered me and Reiji had left me alone, so far.

               There was a soft knock at the door of my adjoining bath suite pulling me from my relaxing soak in the tub to soothe my aching body. A parting gift from the punks I used to beat up on my way to school since I'd no longer be bumping into them.

               "Go away." I barked not even bothering to open my eyes as I settled back in the oversized claw tub and rested my head against a rolled-up towel I'd placed against the rim of the tub.

               The door swung open and I sat up with a groan ready to tell off whoever had barged into the bathroom but froze as I spotted Reiji standing framed in the doorway his hypnotic crimson gaze glued to the bruises adorning my scarred body.

               "Can I help you?" I sighed in annoyance, "I was trying to enjoy a nice relaxing bat-." I paused as I noticed an unhealthy pallor to his usually pale skin and dark circles beneath his eyes like before. It had been a week since he'd fed on me at my apartment. "Are you okay?"

               "Come here." He ordered me.

               "If you want me, you have to come and get me." I smirked to myself. I'd agreed to play the part of his livestock but I never agreed to be pleasant or easy to deal with.

               "Raven." His voice came out in a soft almost needy growl. "Don't try my patience."

               "Not moving." I smiled and closed my eyes once more, "Sorry, we don't deliver." I poked at him.

               The next moment my head was shoved beneath the water's surface. I didn't give him the reaction he was expecting refusing to flail and splash about in a panic and merely held my breath. Did he not realize I used to work for the Yakuza, water torture was like second nature to them? I'd trained myself to hold my breath for five minutes. He kept me submerged.

               Five minutes passed and a fleeting feeling of panic flickered through me as I struggled to hold my breath. I batted at his arm keeping me submerged before my body automatically expelled the breath I was holding and attempted to suck in oxygen filling my lungs with tepid water.  A strong hand gripped me by the arm and wrenched me from the water.

               I surfaced coughing up an alarming amount of water and drank in big gasping breaths of air before wiping the water from my fuchsia eyes. "What the fuck?!" I growled once I'd gotten my breathing under control.

               "Training. Lesson one, obey me." Reiji's voice sounded from the doorway.

               I shot him a dark look.

               "Come here."

               "There's a flaw in your plan, four eyes." I smirked.

               "What's that?"

               "Torture doesn't work if your victim has nothing to lose. You forget, I don't particularly care if I live or die. So, you can torture me all you want, I won't submit or make this easy on you because I don't care if you kill me. There's nothing in this world I care about that you could use as leverage, so what's your plan?"

               Reiji crossed the room at a human pace in silence before bending forward so we were at eye level. His face was so close to mine I could feel our breath intermingling between us. "We'll have to change that." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine stealing my breath away in a passionate kiss.

               My body moved instinctively hooking my arms around his neck and sitting up on my knees in the tub to reach his level easier. As I made a move to deepen the kiss he placed his hand on my neck and lightly pushed me back. He vanished and reappeared in the doorway with a smirk.

               "Come here, Raven."

               I rolled my eyes and got out of the tub before wrapping a fluffy towel around myself, "For the record, I'm only doing this to shut you up." My heart raced with anticipation as I approached him and paused before him.

               He lightly traced a cold finger over the damp skin on my neck trailing steadily lower toward where the towel covered my chest before drawing back. My body reacted to his touch my skin became riddled with goosebumps and the fine hairs on my arms stood on end. His hand encircled my wrist pulling me forward causing me to topple into his arms.

               His lips lightly brushed against the slender curve in my neck sending a pleasurable shiver down my spine. I tilted my head to the side waiting for the prick of his fangs as they pierced my flesh. First came the pain, the split second of pain as his fangs broke through my skin. Then came the pleasure as his lips lightly caressed the sensitive skin as he began to devour my essence.

               A soft sigh escaped me and I wrapped my arms around him to keep myself upright as my knees weakened as he drank from me. Once he'd had his fill he pulled back but kept his arms tightly around me keeping me on my feet. He trailed a finger beneath my chin drawing my gaze to his as I struggled to steady my racing heart.

               "You're mine." He said simply.

               "You sure you want that? I'm quite the handful." I goaded him.

               "Say it."

               My heart skipped a beat at this, "Only because I want to, not because you told me to." I shot, "...I'm yours..."

~The End~

Video- "Nicotine Dreams" By Laurel

A/N: Shu is next :)