#vampyrei

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Why- Why was his brother like this? The had the little ‘accident’ at school a month ago, Ritsu ending up confessing his feelings, the kisses, cuddles at the infirmary. The horrible barely dinner they got from the vending machines as they snuggle the night away. Laughter more shared kisses.

But since then, it seemed like radio silence, even as the spring vacation was nearing, the horrible warmth from spring.

So why had it come to, he had given in when he had entered student council room, looking for Mao. Only to find his brother there, another hissy fit from Ritsu, force to the couch again. Lips on his, it was hard to not return it. To climb into his brother lap when the door was securely locked

🎞️ idk if this copied right but movie night tIME

Eichi smiled. 

Eichi smiled very smugly. 

He had just pulled a blanket over Aira’s sleeping form - the kid was all tuckered out - and now he was waving a DVD in front of Rei.

Where did he go? He could have sworn he saw him. There were no reason for Rei to avoid him or run away. Well he must have just missed him. 

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify.

Night was falling across the city, bright pink stripes in the sky being the only hint of sunlight remaining. It was time for the nightly visitors to arrive, and the daylight dwellers to return. It called for him, yet, he’d somehow become stuck with a schoolmate, not something he’d planned per se, but leaving the guy alone with the bad company he’d been in had been a no-go.

Sighing, he adjusted his grab, mumbling a few swears under his breath by how heavy the fellow second years body was. He wasn’t entirely sure how or why Leo had wound out half asleep across a table in the music venue. And honestly, it was probably for the better.

“Eeeey~ Earth to Leo-kun~? Could ya’ do me the favor’ of like comin’ back to life?” Carrying around lifeless bodies was a toll. Even at night. He had plenty of places to be, a passed out Leo, and no clue where to drop him off. Did this guy even live somewhere?

Heavy? Excuse you. Leo was at a perfect weight, thank you very much. (Well.) He did lay heavily in Rei’s arms, the way sleeping bodies always seemed to be a whole lot heavier than awake ones, chest rising and falling slowly. If you were to ask Leo how he had ended up in the music venue, he would have probably tried to say something along the lines of the inspiration carrying him there, or that it was none of your business, but the truth of the matter was that he had simply wished to hide, to get away. 

But that sounded really lame. 

As it were, he stirred at the sound of Rei’s voice, emerald eyes fluttering open and he stared for a moment or two, trying to understand what was happening. Where was he? Outside? Sure felt like it. He was moving, but he wasn’t walking, so... Someone was carrying him? Who...? Oh. That elusive classmate of his - not like he was one to talk, Leo was an expert in ditching classes himself... But why? 

Twirling a lock of hair around his fingers, Rei leaned back in the chair, crossing his legs as he let out a low, annoyed sigh. Human parents. The worst, if you asked him. Sure, sure, normal human youngsters shouldn’t go around pokin’ their heads in illegal things.

But the fact was that Rei wasn’t your average teen. In fact he was the fuckin’ demon lord himself. His higness and everything. Now- his parents didn’t exactly believe that, and he was caught in this awful excuse of a body for at least a few decades, so at least he should be allowed to have fun.

Getting told to stay home, and kept under close watch was not his idea of ‘fun’. Neither was the fact that his younger brother had been allowed to stay out, so entertaining himself with the only slightly decent human wasn’t an option either.

The night was entirely lost at this point. Only adding up to wasted grain in the hourglass that was his awful punishment. At least- until the sound of the door opening managed to catch Reis attention long enough for him to mutter out a half-hearted greeting.

Features pacifying the second his eyes landed on the face Ritsu was making. Lips quivering, as his teeth tried to hold back the shaking of his entire body. Blood stained his hands, his clothes-

He reacted before his thoughts managed to come to a logical conclusion, jumping to his feet, and instantly maneuvering himself to his human-brothers side. Reaching out to stabilize him, calling his name in a low, calming tone, as he tried to make sense of it all.

Why would Ritsu be- who had- was he hurt?

It wasn’t planned, not any of this was planned. It was what he got for mixing in with the wrong group there was considered his friends, or not really. It was someone he could waste hours with listening to their wild occult stuff, maybe trying to understand whatever there was in his brother head with the same kind of weirdos.

The same he had thought tonight would be, them sitting in an random abandoned building, talking about vampires, demons and gods. It hadn’t been the case, not as he arrived they was weirdly talk active, arriving down in the building basement.

The drawings there had covered the ground, white chalk forming the Sigil of Baphomet, chanting words as some girl. Which suddenly seemed way to off in her eyes, high on something. She had joined them a few times, so it wasn’t a new face. Not that it had brought the young human any ease as they had tied her up. Offering a knife to him.

That they did this to summon a demon, to summon maybe even the highest lord of all the demons. That a vampire would give the sacrifice, to release the soul from the body.

Why.. Why couldn’t he say no? As the blood had splattered on him, the blood flowing out on the floor, the life leaving her eyes. His head felt dizzy, the sight of the ring being covered in the blood, both from the girl and the cuts each member had placed on their wrist as extra offering. 

His own wrist hurting from there cut forced upon him, the cold in the air as everything felt silent. A heavy feeling as the flight instinct finally kicked in. Running away, running home. That his body knew the ways of alleys so no one would have to seem him like this.

Adrenaline making the hair rise on his arms as he finally closed the door behind him, the sight meeting with the scarlet eyes of his brother.

Something annoying was entering his hearing, not that it sounded like his usual alarm clock, neither was it the soft voice of his childhood friend, so instead of listening he only nudge closer, tugging his head safely under the chin, the curls and being awoken enough to remember what happened yesterday to claim who the person was beside him. “Natchan can take care of it.. Or Succhan..”