[Blood Brothers]

Quietly picking his way down the hall, Nanashi kept his eye out for guards. His cheeks hurt from smiling so widely, but he couldn't stop if he wanted. The building was silent and seemingly deserted.
 
Nanashi knew better.
 
Maybe leaving notes of where he was going to steal from was cliche and stupid, but the vampire wanted to ensure that Zig be present for the show. The hunter was far too amusing for Nanashi's own good, which led him to following the taller male around the country. Every now and then, Nanashi felt that it was his turn to be the leader and left a note that would surely lead Zig after him.
 
The lack of guards wasn't completely surprising, though a bit unexpected. Sometimes they got a little rowdy - well, rowdier than usual - and things ended up broken. Nanashi wondered if the hunter got into trouble for all the damaged property he was responsible for, not that knowing would have made a lick of difference. The long-haired vampire enjoyed their games too much to stop.
 
Reaching the end of the hallway, he paused to listen carefully. His feet had been silent on the tile, but he didn't stay alive this long by being incautious. There were no strange noises, no sound of beating hearts or living breath. 
 
Of course, that meant very little if one knew about hunter tricks and clever magic spells that could mask such obvious giveaways.
 
Crouching, Nanashi carefully peered around the corner - and immediately had to pull back as a crossbow bolt shot by his head, imbedding itself into the wall opposite him. The rush of danger just made Nanashi's smile widen even further, a high-pitched giggle escaping his throat. He leapt to his feet, stretching his arms above his head in jubilation.
 
"Ziggy~y, you nearly hit me~e," Nanashi whined obnoxiously, pouting for effect even though the hunter couldn't see him. There was no reply, but that didn't surprise him either. The hunter always started off stubbornly silent, but that never lasted for long.
 
Drawing the shadows around him, the vampire skipped to a new location down the next hallway. The golden-eyed vampire peered out of the darkness, noting that Zig was using a shallow alcove off to his left as cover. So far, the hunter didn't know about Nanashi's shadow talent and he was doing his best to keep it that way. Slipping back to his previous position, Nanashi grabbed a painting off the wall and poked it around the corner.
 
One bolt hit the corner of its frame, then nothing.
 
Returning it to its spot, Nanashi stuck his arm around the corner, waving it wildly, before pulling it back lest it acquire some very sharp, silver-tipped piercings that instead joined their predecessor in the wall. There was a bust just down the hallway that Nanashi retrieved quickly, sticking his foot out for a second as a distraction. Said foot narrowly avoided the barbs.
 
~TBC

[Blood Brothers]

After a moment, Nanashi pulled back and, using the extra room that came with facing away from his target, swung around the corner to let loose the bust. He ducked back immediately, counted a few seconds, then dashed around the corner just in time to tackle the hunter to keep him from trying to put a bolt through the vampire's forehead.

Wrestling with Zig was always a challenge because he was strong enough to put up a fight, but Nanashi was much more bendy, thus slippery, and the hunter could hardly pin him down for more than a few short moments before Nanashi was wobbling about again, groping and such. This time was no different.

The golden-eyed vampire was giggling as he squirmed, amused probably more than he should be by this. Most of his species, had they found themselves in this position, would be freaking out and/or trying to kill the hunter. Nanashi thought that would be a waste, so he just kept avoiding being caught and confiscating weapons that he found on Zig.

There were a lot of them.

Daggers, rope, shobo, poison containers, chakram, slings, mere, sai, kusarigama, flying claws, meteor hammer, hand grenades, kataras, kodachi, khopesh, shuriken, three-section staff, even a kris and kunai littered the floor a little ways away as Nanashi continued fining hard, sharp bits to toss and rolled both of them away from the weapons. Truthfully, the vampire was rather impressed with the number of things the hunter had on him without showing much. Perhaps it was because of his height and so people didn't question the size of his bulges.

Zig made an awkward and rather strangled noise, struggling harder, when the long-haired vampire checked one bulge he didn't want to be padded. Thankfully, it wasn't. Breathing a sigh of relief, Nanashi tossed the last chicken sickle to join its pile of siblings.

"The~ere we go," Nanashi crowed, glowing with accomplishment, as he sat atop the disgruntled hunter whose arms were tangled under him. Leaning closer, the vampire's cheerful countenance melted into a sultry look. "That's much better, isn't it?"

The hunter started squirming in an attempt to get his arms free. Nanashi hadn't missed the stillness and the look Zig had given him after the vampire had completely disarmed him. Humming cheerfully, the golden-eyed male nuzzled against the firm chest between his thighs. His knees were resting against the floor and assisted in keeping the hunter's arms pinned under his own body.

He knew that Zig would writhe to freedom eventually, but for now he reveled in vampire glee at having his prey potentially helpless beneath him. The hunter's mouth was off-limits because of his free use of the few weapons Nanashi would not remove lest he damage his favorite stalker - his teeth.

Instead, the vampire used his crooked index finger (and a good portion of his thrall) to lift Zig's chin to bare the hunter's throat, something no hunter (or person without a death wish) would allow if they had complete control of their facilities. Brushing his lips lightly against the warm skin, Nanashi nearly purred as the delicious scent of Zig wafted up from his flesh, a thrill dancing up his spine as he noticed that the hunter was still once again.

[Blood Brothers]

That, of course, didn't last for long.

One moment, he's inhaling pure heaven and the next he's on his back, hunter looming over him, with his arms pinned above his head. The position was one that Nanashi would have enjoyed a bit more if Zig wasn't so pissed and they were both unclothed. As it was, he was a little lost as to how to get into a less vulnerable position.

Although, the sight of Zig's face between his knees, utterly focused as he was, made quite an arousing view. The vampire desperately wished that they could be on better terms, but as it was this was the closest he could get. To make the most of it, he wiggled his hips down a bit to get them positioned properly.

"O~oh, Zig, if you wanted to be on top, you just had to say so," Nanashi purred, writhing sensually against the floor and pulling the hunter down closer with his legs. "I don't mind if it's you, but," here, he trailed off with a blush, "please be gentle."

If someone had been watching from a different vantage point, they wouldn't have seen anything that could be construed as a response to Nanashi's request. He, however, was pressed quite close to a part of the hunter's anatomy that most definitely did respond. Fluttering his eyes open that had slipped closed in pleasure, Nanashi stared straight up into the other male's blue eyes and there was a moment when the vampire seriously wondered if Zig was going to give in to him.

It passed all too soon with the hunter pulling back so that he could roll over to grab up something sharp, pointy, and most likely slathered in anti-vampire poison. The long-haired vampire took that chance to jump up and put some distance between them that he wished wasn't necessary. Standing still, waiting for the other to move, they stared at one another for a long moment.

The soft sounds of approaching feet and heartbeats broke their stand-off as Nanashi turned and fled. Zig wasn't far behind him, but the vampire was just a tad bit faster. Just as the group of guards turned a corner, they were mowed down by prey and predator.

Amused at the humans' expressions, Nanashi continued on, taking sharp corners and vaulting over any benches that got in the way. Zig was right behind him, but only had one sharp, pointy thing and didn't want to risk throwing it if there was any chance that it would miss because retrieving it would only slow him down. At least, that's what he told himself.

Reaching the exit, the vampire shot out of the door, startling the contingents of guards waiting for their comrades to report back. With the hunter right behind him, the golden-eyed male had no time to stop and taunt mortals, though he wanted to badly, and instead expertly weaved through the crowd that slowly parted for him as they realized who he was.

By the time he arrived at the other side, those who had been waiting were riled up enough that it was much more difficult for Zig to squeeze through with his much wider shoulders and all. Tall didn't solve everything in that situation.

The vampire practically skipped off into the conveniently placed park where he could disappear into the darkness without worrying about giving away one of his trump cards. About halfway through, however, Nanashi slowed down as he considered his next move.



~TBC

[Blood Brothers]

"You're going to get caught one of these days, big brother," Sashi sighed from his perch in a nearby tree, visible through the darkness to Nanashi, of course. Said long-haired vampire twirled around with a sad smile even as he neared his favorite, little brother.

"Perhaps. I'm hoping that I'm caught by Zig when the time comes and not the Hunter, if you can understand that," Nanashi confessed as he reached up to pluck the redhead from the tree. Letting his brother take him down, Sashi settled easily in his arms with a matching smile.

"I suppose I can to some extent, at least," Sashi responded, thinking of a certain blue-and-purple-haired boy in his class at school. It was a smoke screen to make him appear more normal, but sometimes it was more torture than it was worth considering how his crush looked at him.

Cold, piercing, blue eyes not completely dissimilar to the ones that were now staring at the two vampires haunted him, day in and day out.

"Hello, Mr. Hunter," Sashi greeted softly as his brother turned them around to face the man. Knowing that Nanashi was utterly smitten with this man changed nothing in his eyes, but he also knew that he was related to his crush and that certainly made sense.

Yet something was still off.

"It was lovely seeing you tonight, Ziggy," Nanashi cooed, flirtatious and completely unconcerned once more. Blowing a kiss to the hunter with his free hand, he winked and giggled but knew that they had to go soon. He was perfectly at peace with flirting with Zig and Death alone, but when his brothers were around he would not tolerate any funny business. "I'm afraid this is where our meeting ends for now, though. Good night! Sleep tight! Don't let the bedbugs bite!"

With another coy look and a wave, Nanashi turned and fled into the night, taking a shadow to their base when he was far enough away from the love of his life.

He completely missed the look on Zig's face once they were gone.


~FIN~