"Speaking"
Thoughts or stressed words
Narration
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Kei's POV
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I jerked awake after those ominous words and found myself being trapped by a pair of arms while lying on top of a hard chest.

There wasn't a reason to panic as I knew I was with Ryo and not a stranger. They would've been slaughtered already if that was the case.

I slowly began to get up but was barely able to move a full foot before I was yanked back down into his chest.

By now, Ryo was in a semi-conscious state as he looked at me; his half-lidded eyes gazed at me as if he didn't fully understand what he seeing.

He blinked a couple of times and then rubbed his eyes. His gaze returned to me a lot clearer however there was still something off.

"It's kind of amazing how many dreams I have like this," he said randomly.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He seemed surprised that I actually responded. The hell? He moved closer to me and studied me with a look of pure fascination.

"Amazing. You sound just like her," he began. He then leaned in close to my neck and sniffed me. "Even smell like her." And he has officially lost me.

He lifted his eyes from my jugular so that his blue met my yellow.

"I wonder if you even taste the same."

Ice flowed through my veins the second he said that.

"And that is where I put a stop to this shit. There is no way in hell that I'm allowing you it bite my neck."

He gave me a unfamiliar smirk that showed his fangs in the process and suddenly pulled me very close to him.

"Who said anything about your neck?"

Out of nowhere, his lips were devouring mine so quick that I was remained frozen and shell shocked.

However, that shit lasted for less than a second as I began to attempt to push him away which only resulted in him tightening his group, almost painstakingly so.

His tongue darted out from his mouth and tried to pry my own lips open but they remained dead lock sealed like they were meant to.

Once he fully realized that he wouldn't be able to force my mouth open anytime soon, he began to move down my jaw, leaving a trail of kisses along the way, towards my neck.

All the while I was struggling with his grip around my wrist. Damn! I can't beat him. Must be the full moon...Well, fuck my life...and the damn moon.

When he reached my neck, he simply nuzzled it with his nose and gave a content sigh.

It was when I suddenly felt pressure of his fang on my skin as he spoke against it that I knew that I had to end this quickly.

"I guess you were right about me biting your neck. It seems me tasting your irresistible lips made me hungry all over again. It's just...

"Oi, Ryo. That's enough! Bite me and you will lose more than your fangs."

"Empty threats. This is a dream, anyway, so what does it matter?"

Just as he was about to pierce my neck, I shouted, "Yamamoto Ryoichi!"

He froze instantly at the sound of his full name and raised he eyes once more to be level with mine. They were filled with fear and mortification as he came to himself.

He then dropped them to his ruffled blanket and suddenly covered both of his eyes with his hands as his broken laughter filled his unnaturally quiet room.

"T-this must be a j-joke, right? There n-no way this isn't a d-dream. I mean, t-there's no way in hell I did this again!

Not after last time. I swore to myself that something like would happen again. Please tell me this is some sick and twisted joke!"

He was begging me to give him an answer that would make this all okay. But I can't.

"Ryo-"

I could barely say his name fully before he disappeared from my sight. A deep breath filled my body as I willed myself to be calm.

I let the air out on a sigh and began to dress for the day. I didn't bother to look for Ryo within the mansion as I knew he was long gone.

Once I was at school, classes began as usual but I didn't pay attention. My eyes were aimed at Ryo's empty desk and merely thought.

That Ryo. Always running before thinking. Never the opposite. I was about to turn away when a sudden movement caught my eye.

I shifted my gaze over a little and saw a random blonde haired boy looking at me with slight amusement. He gave a small wave to me along with a knowing smile.

Without giving him acknowledgment, I turned away and resumed thinking without a care.

When lunch came around, I made my way to the usual empty classroom where I ate which was on the third floor.

I came to an abrupt stop while on the stairs as there was a guy sitting across them eating sugar cubes.

He looked at me with a pissed off like expression as if to say, What the hell do you want?

We continued to look at each other for another 10 seconds before I moved around him and continued my way to my destination.

I could feel his eyes on my back until I was fully around the next turn. Lunch was over way too soon for my liking and I made a quick pit stop in the nearest bathroom before my next class began.

However, that never happened because when I entered the girls bathroom, there was this guy kneeling at one of the sinks with a cut up arm hovering over it.

What the actual fuck? He broke my thoughts when he began to speak to his bloody limb.

"Ne, Justin? Don't you think we'll see Eve today? I hope she's kind to us."

...Yeah, I'm done. Whoever this 'Eve' chick is, good luck with this shit.

I shadowed myself out of there so I wouldn't alert the lunatic but the last thing I saw was his purple eyes flashing to mine.

Luckily the day ended without any further incident but that would be a lie if I actually said that.

After school was dismissed, I was preparing to shadow back home went I felt a presence behind me. For fucks sake. Can this day just end?

I turned around, irritated to high hell, and planned to curse the son of a bitch out when his stern gaze caused me to come up short.

The utter silence between us lasted a good full minute before he shattered it.

"Your time has come, Eve."

Great, another lunatic in this damn school. I'm starting to think this school is a hive for psychopaths.

"My name is not Eve, dumbass. Bye."

He ignored my words completely as he raised his hand towards me and said, "Sleep."

Nothing happened like I expected and gave him a patronizing smirk.

"Is that all you got? Telling me to sleep and expect me drop just like that? You are going to have really do better than that."

The next thing I knew, I was sharply hit in the head from behind causing me to fall unconscious. My last thought before I fell into complete darkness was, well, that works too.

Published 11/23/17
1,245 Words
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Happy Thanksgiving. I am straight shit with keeping up with this story 😪.