EN AU: part two

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Kippei didn't bother sleeping; he didn't need that much, so he spent a long time watching Shinji sleep, stroking his hair and making plans. He wanted to get away from here as soon as possible, before Shinji was missed and people started looking for him. Being a rogue vampire the way he was, he didn't have an old ancestral home--he'd probably been kicked out of it, not that he remembered. It had been a long time ago, in any case, and he'd been sleeping for a long time lately. The world was a different place now than it had been the last time he was awake, and he'd been using his psychic powers to pick things out of human thoughts about how things should work and what was expected in this day and age, using whatever he saw fit and disregarding the rest, as usual.

He was planning to take Shinji to Russia, where he had an old house that he had lived in for awhile a few centuries ago. It was probably deserted now, he'd never bothered with caretakers, but he still owned the place and it was a solid stone structure which should still be in good condition. They could fly, which he was still wary of; he'd never heard of machines that could fly, but it was the fastest way to get Shinji very far away from here, so that was what they'd do. It was very early morning now, and Shinji had been worried about dawn, probably for good reason. Kippei assumed that was when he'd be missed if he wasn't home. Time to go, then. He leaned down to kiss Shinji awake, reveling in the fact that he could. Shinji was his.

"Wake up, beautiful, it's time to go," he told Shinji, a soft growl in his ear as he nuzzled at the soft skin there. Shinji was perfect, just damn perfect.

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Shinji woke groggily, the world a little fuzzy in his head. That didn't sound like Akutsu, and the bed he was on didn't feel like his bed or Akutsu's. Frowning, Shinji opened his eyes and stared. That didn't look like Akutsu either...who?

Tachibana Kippei. Shinji sat bolt upright in bed and back up into the corner again, wide eyed as he stared at Kippei. Not a dream...his hand went to his neck but he couldn't feel bite marks; already healed but he could feel the grogginess that came from a vampire's feeding. Tears immediately spilled again, along with anger.

"You bastard! I told you not to! You didn't have permission, you didn't have the right! You're not allowed to do that! You ruined everything!" Akutsu would hate him; he wasn't pure anymore. He was tained. Tainted by Tachibana fucking Kippei. "I hate you!"

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Kippei shook his head, impatiently. Yeah, he sure as fucking hell ruined it. That was necessary, not that Shinji had figured that out yet. "I have every right," he countered. "You're mine. You belong to me. This is the way it's supposed to be. Nobody allows me to do anything; I don't care about any of their damn rules. They're wrong, anyway. This is the way it is. Now come on, we're leaving." He wasn't bothered by Shinji saying he hated him; even if he did, he'd get over it, or not. Whatever. It amused him a bit, though.

"You shouldn't hate me," he stated, reaching out to wrap his fingers around Shinji's wrist and pull him closer again. "I'm going to give you everything. You're going to have me; you don't need anything else," he said calmly, looking down at Shinji with dark, possessive eyes. "You should stop thinking so much." He put a hand on the back of Shinji's neck and pulled him in for a hard, demanding kiss, thrusting his tongue into the heat of Shinji's mouth and then pulling away again, smirking, before Shinji could think about biting him. Not that he didn't want Shinji to bite him, but he rather wanted to make Shinji wait for it, to let him figure out that he wanted to, and not just because he was mad.

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Gah, what was with this nutcase vampire? It was too early for kissing and Shinji hadn't brushed his teeth and he probably tasted like death...oh yeah, wouldn't matter to him. Right. That didn't help! Neither did the fact that Shinji wanted more of those kisses. Tachibana showered him in attention and was always touching him and wanted him and promised things that made Shinji's head spin. It wasn't helping him to say no. And the bastard stopped kissing him by the time Shinji thought to bite his damn tongue off. And they were going someplace? Fuck no. He wanted to go home...but Akutsu would hate him. He didn't want Akutsu to hate him, and he didn't want to not be able to go home. He didn't want to live like this. He cried in frustration and stared at his hands, resolutely wrapping them around his own neck and squeezing, letting the breath out and refusing to open his own strong hold. He had to die and he had to die now. He felt his own long nails digging in and the bruising force cutting into the muscles of his throat and the hoarse desperate need for breath and it all felt good because it was what dying was like. Good, die now.

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God, stubborn! Kippei snarled an exclamation of annoyance and reached out to pry Shinji's fingers off his throat, which was a little more difficult than he'd thought, Shinji being stronger than he looked, but Kippei was stronger and he yanked Shinji's hands down and pinned them to the bed, pushing Shinji back and leaning over him again, temper flaring a bit as his eyes flashed with irritation.

"What did I tell you about killing yourself?" he demanded. "No, you will not, you may not, and I will not let you. Stop trying, or I will drug you until we get home." He leaned closer, putting pressure on Shinji with his body and his mind, forcing him into submission. "You're mine, and I will not let you die, by your hand or any other. You're coming with me and you'll do it quietly, and if you try to kill yourself again I'm going back to kill your precious 'master'," he sneered.

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Shinji stared wide-eyed, feeling frozen by the threat. Killing himself was one thing, killing himself and Master was quite another. Though, he still wasn't convinced Tachibana Kippei could kill Aku, and even if he could it might be sort of nice to die with Master...But he couldn't bring himself to do anything that would hurt Akutsu and finally flopped into submission, all the strength fading from him as he stopped struggling.

"Home is with Akutsu," he sneered instead. And he made sure he thought of a lifetime of 'going homes' with Master, because he had the sneaking suspicion Tachibana had a hint of that talent.

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Kippei rolled his eyes, and dragged Shinji out of bed. "Shut up," he ordered, annoyed by Shinji's thoughts, though it wasn't like he had to listen. He just wanted to, liked the tone of Shinji's mental voice, although the thoughts themselves were frequently making him mad. He hadn't missed the fact that Shinji did, in fact, like him, however, so he was feeling a bit smug about that. Shinji would see soon enough that this was the way it was supposed to be.

"That's not your home anymore, you can't go back," he said matter of factly--not gloating, yet. That was just the way it was. The sooner Shinji accepted that, the better. "Your home is with me now, so get used to it." He kept ahold of Shinji's wrist as he headed for the door, stopping to grab the few things he had stashed here--some money and a shiny new cell phone that he thought was the coolest thing ever.

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Not home? It was the only thing Shinji had ever known! The feel of Akutsu's cold arms, like a cage protecting him from the world. The feel of cold, long fingers wrapped around his own, pulling him forward. The scent of death on the pillow at night, the taste of blood in his mouth. These things were Akutsu and Akutsu was home. Akutsu was what kept him alive; what made him alive.

A cold sinking feeling entered Shinji. Kippei said that wasn't home anymore; that this was home.

"Was I...sold?" Without even being told? The hell?

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Kippei shot him another amused, if still impatient look. "No, I told you, I don't want a pet," he repeated. He pulled Shinji out the door, locking it behind him although he wasn't planning on ever coming back. It had served it's purpose, and he only had it rented until the end of the month anyway.

"You're mine, and you're not a pet anymore. Pets get sold and they get old and they die, and none of that is ever going to happen to you. I'm not letting you go ever." He started walking again, still holding Shinji's wrist--he'd rather hold his hand, but he was pretty sure Shinji would still try to get away from him if Kippei gave him the chance. A few bruises wouldn't hurt him anyway.

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Shinji just stared at him because damn it if Tachibana Kippei wasn't the most out there fucking vampire on the face of the planet; completely insane and completely off the planet.

"You're weird." And he burst out laughing at him, because really it was the only thing he could do. He couldn't fight the bastard, he couldn't argue with him because Kippei seemed to think that what he thought was law. All he could do was laugh at him. He couldn't even die. Whatever. He fished around in his pocket and found his old cd player, taking the headphones and putting one in his ear, then reaching up to put one in Kippei's ear. It was Stravinsky, and Shinji had spent a week now learning to dance to it and practising over and over until he had it perfect, but that didn't mean he didn't need to practise more. It needed to be better than perfect or it wasnt good enough. One day he would show it to Master.

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He was weird? Kippei thought that was pretty fucking amusing coming from Shinji, but whatever. He tilted his head toward Shinji's as if to hear the music better, remembering the dance Shinji had been doing when Kippei had found him. He'd only caught a few glimpses of Shinji dancing before this, but something about it had caught and held his attention--it was almost hypnotic, the lithe grace and rhythm of Shinji's slender form, entrancing and somehow erotic, though there was nothing overtly sexual about the dance he'd seen.

"Not as weird as you," he countered absently, keeping an eye out for trouble as they headed for the bus station. The airport wasn't that far away, but it was too far to walk when he had to keep such close tabs on this recalcitrant human. Still, he was in a good mood, having gotten what he came for and looking forward to dealing with Shinji's stubbornness--it was interesting, even when it annoyed the hell out of him.

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"I'm not weird!" Shinji frowned, glaring a little at Kippei, but wriggling his fingers, trying to get his own wrapped around Kippei. He didn't feel safe, ever, if he was walking around at night and not holding Master's hand. Even now that he was older, he wanted that security blanket. He had no idea where they were and it was more than a little terrifying.

"Where are we going?"

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Kippei let Shinji take his hand, linking the fingers together securely and holding tight, giving him a wary look and eventually deciding that Shinji wasn't actively trying to get away at the moment.

"We're going to the... airport," he answered, having to search for the word. "Going to fly," he added, and he couldn't help the touch of wondering amazement under the words, at the idea that humans had invented something that could fly, and they were going to ride in it. It seemed incredible, but everything he'd discovered in the last few weeks seemed to say that it was commonplace and nothing out of the ordinary, and he shook his head, bemused. A world where the little humans flew in the sky every day; he'd sure missed a lot.

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Kippei seemed pretty amazed that they were going to fly and he had that weird feeling again that told him Kippei was old. Like...really old. Older than Master. Old like Sanada was old.

"Do you have weird teeth? Sanada has weird teeth and he's old. Just how long were you asleep for anyway? You know you still have dust in your hair? It's kind of funny actually...the dust, not your hair, the hair is nice. I dont get that though; your hair keeps growing after you die, so how come vampire hair doesnt keep growing. That's weird and not normal at all, but I suppose vampires arent really normal to humans or something." For some reason holding Kippei's hand made him feel better and he didn't really want to go away. He just wished Master was with them; that they could all go catch a plane together. He didn't want to be away from Master at all but he didn't really want to be away from Tachibana either. He couldn't explain why.

"Where is the plane going?"

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Shinji stared a minute, before his eyes crinkled up in laughter. Of course Tachibana-san liked the fighting ones; he was a vampire after all. Shinji set up Kippei's TV and set it to 'Underworld' while the plane was taking off. As soon as they were in the air, he undid his seatbelt, pushed the armrest out of the way and flopped into Kippei's lap, pressing play and settling in for a good movie. He liked the first one, even if the sequel was stupid, and he wanted to know what Kippei thought of the way the world percieved him now.

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Kippei watched the movie in silence, distracted by the weight of Shinji in his lap. It was pleasant, the feeling that Shinji was comfortable enough with him to do that, and he was warm and Kippei could play with his hair, running his fingers through it over and over. He found himself watching Shinji as much as he watched the movie, finding them both equally fascinating. Shinji was just gorgeous.

Kippei was very pleased that Shinji was his. It was about time that somebody appreciated him properly, in Kippei's opinion. That Akutsu had no idea what he was missing. Kippei didn't think he deserved to have Shinji at all. Nobody else could possibly want Shinji as much as he did.

The movie was fairly entertaining, however, although it made him shake his head, bemused at the odd ideas of humans. Still, it was pretty good and Shinji seemed to like it, so Kippei figured it was as good a way as any to pass the time. He was a little disappointed with the whole flying thing. It didn't seem to be nearly as exciting as it sounded.

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Shinji felt his eyes drooping closed as the movie continued, not because it was boring but because the fingers in his hair were soothing and relaxing and he gave in to the nice touch, letting his eyes droop closed, one arm falling down between Kippei's legs, knuckles grazing the floor, while his other curled up against Kippei's thigh. He would never have slept on any normal person who kidnapped him, but there was something about Kippei. Shinji wanted to be with him almost as much as he wanted to be with Master, and the longer he spent with Tachibana the stronger that desire became.

He slept deep and dreamt of waking up and looking out the window and seeing his favourite place with snow and gold everywhere.

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Shinji was sleeping again, and Kippei kept stroking his hair, keeping an eye on him while he watched the movie to the end and it shut itself off. That was okay; he had plenty else to look at. He studied Shinji's sleeping form, learning all the details of his face and running his hands over Shinji's back in an absent, possessive caress. He liked the feeling of Shinji's body under his hands, the warmth bleeding through his clothing and the careless grace of him draped across Kippei's lap.

He licked his lips, remembering the taste of Shinji's skin, of his blood. It didn't make much sense to him that Akutsu didn't seem to want Shinji in the same way, that Shinji was just a pet to him, like any other and nothing particularly special. Shinji burned in Kippei's senses, something incandescent, and he didn't know if it was just him or if really, no one else saw him that way. He pondered this mystery until the plane landed, breathing a sigh of relief because he could finally take Shinji home.

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Shinji woke blearily, feeling the gentle jerk of the plane landing. He pushed himself up and then draped himself on Kippei's shoulder instead while he reached out to push the window open and see outside. A slow smile bloomed as he saw it; Russia, the dirty city of moscow laid out in front of him and there was snow and ice and it was beautiful.

"Kippei..." He turned a dazzling smile on Kippei and excitedly grabbed one of Kippei's cold hands in both of his. "Russia!"

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Kippei felt a slow smile break across his own face in response to that, because really, how could you look at that brilliant smile and not want to smile back? He felt proud somehow, as if he'd done that personally, created this landscape that Shinji loved so much, although he was just as happy to be the one responsible for bringing him here.

"Russia," he agreed, looking pleased with himself. As if he'd known beforehand that this was the perfect place to bring Shinji. He'd gotten lucky, but he didn't mind taking credit for it anyway. Luck only got you so far, after all. "Come on," he said, impatient now. "Lets go." They had a lot to do, sort of. They hadn't brought anything with them, and there wasn't going to be much at the house. First order of business was shopping.

Kippei took Shinji's hand again as they made their way off the plane, and headed for the nearest city directory. Moscow had changed a lot too, since the last time he was here. Still, a lot of it was familiar and he was still in a damn good mood as he called a cab for them. Public transportation hadn't changed all that much, he supposed.

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Directory? Shinji got in the cab, curious as all hell. He couldn't stop looking out the window, staring at the city and grinning like a damn fool as it all went by. But after a while, Kippei won back over his curious nature and Shinji curled up against his side, stroking Kippei's thigh.

"Where are we going?"

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"Going shopping," Kippei told him, like that should be obvious. "You need clothes, or so I assume you would prefer. Personally I wouldn't mind if you did without them." He grinned, leering briefly. However much he might like that, it wasn't practical; anyway, Shinji wasn't the only one who needed them. Both of them had come with nothing but what they were wearing, and if there was anything surviving at the house it was sure to be out of date.

Kippei frowned slightly as he set to work on another problem--how to get there. The house was a good way outside of town, though considering how much the city appeared to have grown, perhaps not so far as it used to be. Maybe he should learn to drive. The house should probably be cleaned, though, and overall he figured it would be just as well to get a room here in the city for the night.

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Shinji blinked. Oh yeah. Clothes. Those would be handy. Still...Shinji blinked, thinking hard and then shrugged, because really if Kippei had just let him tell Master where he was coming he would have clothes and it wouldn't be a problem.

"But I dont have any money. I'm just a pet."

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Kippei just looked at him and shook his head, unable to tell if Shinji was that dense on purpose or really not getting it. He paid the cab and got out in front of the department store, tugging Shinji out with him and pulling him close.

"You're not a pet," he said again, wondering if repeating things enough times would help it finally sink in. "You're mine, and I have more than enough money for both of us." He looked at Shinji for a minute and frowned slightly. "I'd give you some of your own but I'm not sure you'd know what to do with it," he muttered to himself. Anyway, better for Shinji not to have money to run away with.

"You're mine, so get used to it. Nothing is the same as it was. You're with me and you're going to stay with me, and that means we both need clothes." He paused, thinking of something else. "Are you hungry?"

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Hungry? Shinji blinked, thinking about it because thinking about what the hell you were supposed to do with money made his head hurt. Better that Kippei dealt with the money side of things; Shinji didn't want to.

"I guess," he realised, but Kippei didnt need to eat like Shinji did. "But we can just grab some takeaway in a mall or something." He didn't want to be annoying. If he was annoying Kippei might try to get rid of him, and then he would have to try and find his way back to Japan with no money and no Kippei.

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Kippei felt immensely smug when he caught that thought, but he contented himself with a half grin, half smirk as he answered.

"You can have whatever you want," he said carelessly. They had plenty of time now, and it wasn't like he cared what Shinji wanted to eat. He might as well enjoy human food while he still could. "You want to stop somewhere first?"