A Night to Remember {O}

Age : 36 Posts : 340

Madrox awoke in the dawn of the night. He looked up to enjoy the same night scenery he always enjoyed. The beautiful stars, that speckled the night sky, lighting up the world around them. The beautiful crescent moon that sat so heavily in the night sky, lighting up the world beneath it. The owls were performing their routine hunting and chorus of hoots. The squeaks of the beautiful rodents as the foraged and were captured for food. He dropped out of his tree and wandered around the forest for a bit and stumbled across a large Sequoia. 'This must be the largest tree in the forest. Perhaps I can find food in here.' He smirked his typical toothy grin and pulled the brim of his hat to cover his eyes. He scanned around the outer rim of the tree while constantly peering up into it seeing if he could find something in the tree.

He found an opening in the tree and peered inside. Within the tree was a girl and a dog of sorts. It looked much like a wolf, and the girl had long pink hair. 'Pink? That's a little extreme. Very hard to hide with that. especially in the darkness. I guess it's time for someone to learn a lesson....' He quietly approached the girl doing everything in his power to not awake the dog. Though he most likely smelled of the wilderness and the trees so the dog wouldn't have a change in scent. He leaned in towards the girl with his fangs bared prepared to take a bite, He dipped his fangs in quickly, and as soon as he drained, his lips touched her skin. He reeled back and fell hard against the side of the tree. He threw his hands to his head and screamed out, "URARGH!"

His mind reeled like a crazy fast forward drive-thru movie. He saw her meeting a female who was in pain. They discussed the female's pain and her anger, and they mentioned their names. Faith Aalis and Rysa Inuzuka. They talked for a bit of time and this Faith person offered her home to Rysa to hide. This girl before Madrox felt friendship with the other female. Then the memories flashed to another female, This female was named Marina Yuki. There was love there. Much silent conversation, but love. Marina was a very quiet girl but they loved each other. Then memories flashed to a Tennuyan Haretsu. There was confusion with this man. Love? Unsure. But it seemed he loved her, he would tell her all the time, he always looked hurt when he looked at her. 'What a weakling.' Madrox thought. He had pushed her to the ground, kissed her, got... intimate with her, she wanted it, but was afraid of Marina's repsonse had she found out. Rysa didn't seem to want to stop it, but at the same time she did. Then she tossed him into a lake, like he belonged there. He saw her wandering Fire Country meeting all these people. Wandering every night for a home.

Then he learned everything about her personality, She was usually happy, but the happiness was misleading, she followed suit and wasn't much of a leader. She was hyper and in a sense of things, it annoyed Madrox. He didn't understand what anyone had to be happy about in this world. Then he found out she has a mellow side, what she was truly like, She was truly logical, and highly thoughtful, she was always stuck in the past, and not caring about what will happen when moving forward, she was blunt, and seemed cold to others, and she repeated a lot. She had a hard temper to emerge, but it was fierce. She became quick to be able to strike when angered, and anyone could see the dog relation in her when she was angry. She loved blood, and Madrox internally smirked at that. He loved blood as well, it was so delicious and oh so very provocative. She wouldn't bite, unless allowed, unlike Madrox who would bite just for the sheer joy of it. She had more self control than Madrox in that aspect, but he didn't care to control it. She loved weapons, and Madrox couldn't understand why. Yes they were beautiful and not always that bad in a fight, but he focused on beatings, not cuttings. She loved violence, but from what Madrox saw, she hardly ever saw any. Madrox enjoyed being in a good fight, but she only enjoyed watching it. Unless it was one sided, she hated that. Madrox felt similar, he thought one sided fights were as wrong as they were unfair. She loved to read and loved to study beliefs of mythological proportions. She loved food. Everything about it, but didn't get much lately and it seemed to sadden her. She loved hunting as much as Madrox did. The thrill of the chase and the capture, the thrill of the kill. She enjoyed metals. Such an odd thing to enjoy. Especially with the varieties of them out there. And She loved Iris. It wasn't a bad flower, but Madrox didn't care for such things. She was lazy and hated to work or train. Then again, who didn't? She hated annoying and loud people as well, as did Madrox. Perhaps they could get along and become friends? They had a lot in common but they also had some differences.

His mind calmed itself and he opened his eyes. He noticed her respond differently from the bite, and could tell she liked it. He sat there weakened as his senses rushed back to control, and he could easily be overpowered right now, and he hoped she didn't know that. He couldn't stand just yet so he sat there looking at her, awaiting her response. He grunted a bit, and refused to apologize, though he figured it wouldn't matter much to her. He smirked a toothy grin, and looked to the dog. "Aisu." He closed his eyes in pain and then reopened them. He looked towards Rysa and spoke once again. "Rysa." He couldn't help but laugh to himself that he knew their names, and that might creep them out. Especially since they've never spoken, and they definitely didn't know his name.

Age : 29 Posts : 796

Blank darkness protuded the leaves of the trees overhead, casting the ground in shadows. An eerie feeling hung thick in the air, very palpable to the senses. The leaves shifted ever so slightly, the wind gently stirring them up. Everynow and rabbits or some other animal skittered about, their movements echoed all around. And there she was, tiredness seeping out of her. Just looking at her and you can tell. Walking slowly, her feet dragged along the forest floor, scraping up dirt and other things. Her eyes were clouded, misty even, unseeing. Several times she blinked, trying to clear her vision. Though to no avail it was, seeing as how she stilll could only see the path that was right in front of her. And even then it was not much. The darkness covered just about eveything almost. Almost, but not quite. Brieftly the moon and star light illuminated the walking path, giving her a route to follow. Slowly she made her way down along it, hoping it would take her somewhere. And it did, it had brought her to a rather large Sequoia tree. Her hands gently rubbed her eyes, trying to overcome her sleepy state for a minute or two. When they opened again, her vision was somewhat shaded, but it was not overwhelming this time.

Her feet padded alll alomg the tree, observing it. To the side there was an opening, one that could be walked through comfortably. Which was what she did exactly. Her feet continued to carry her in, and Aisu followed right behind. It was big enough to stay for awhile in, in this case to sleep, and it fit her and Aisu while still having room for more people. All in all it was rather perfect for them, even though they did not need the extra space. This would do...nicely. And with that thought she settled on to the suprisingly soft inner working of the tree. Aisu swiftly did the same, curling up right beside her. Sleep took her quickly, reeling her in into dreamland. Lost to the world she was, the slightest noise would not even wake her.

Her mind opened up, the dark chasms unlocking as her dream began. It began in an area much like the one she was in. Dark and in a leafy expanse of trees. Her movements were quick and elegant, her feet carrying her faster and faster over the terrain. One thought clouded her mind, consuming every fiber she had. It wasn't many days she had to hunt, and this time it wasn't just an animal. Earlier a village had gave her a contract, sending her on the trip she now was on. To herself, she grinned enjoying the wildness that took over. They contacted her to kiil a villager that was spreading rumors about them. They weren't false , rather every word the villager said rang true. But the people didn't néed to know that, knowing these secrets would cause them to rebel and fight. Something that was terribly unneeded to the village.

He was within sight now, the poor fool. She smirked at his idiocy as she grew closer, seeing a full out camp in view. He even had a fire going! Haha...poor thing.. Then man was signally his position openly, not knowing that she was after him. Moments passed when she found herself on top of a branch right above him. Then her nose twitched, sniffing the air. She could sense the calmness the man gave off, funny to her in this suitation. Her hands fiddled with the pouch she carried and drew out a single senbon. Her first kill in awhile..she was going to make sure she had fun with this. Then she eased her body forward, preparing to leap down onto him. That's when it happened, a small wretched noise was made. Not from her,no she was absolutely quiet, but fro the very branch she was resting upon. It had creaked, an unnormal sound in the quietness that surrounded them.

Her prey glanced around, alerted. Internally she groaned, loving her luck. That was the worst thing to happen on a hunt. Finally as seconds passed, he looked up seeing nothing anywhere else around him. His eyes grew wide, seeing her for the first time. It wasn't that hard to miss her as her bright pink hair stood boldly out. A mocking laugh bursted through her lips, ringing out all around. It was at that moment he stood she made her move. It was the fear she sensed that fueled her actions, relishing the power it gave her. Quickly the glided through the air, piercing it even as she made her decent. With a thud she landed on the man, pinning him down.

Normally her small frame on a regular landing would cause no problems. Though this time with all the increased momentum, her landing broke some of the mans ribs. "What...are you doing..?" He managed to choke through. It surprised her greatly, more so when she glanced downward at him. His mouth was already dripping blood, bleeding caused by his broken rib cage. The mans face was screwed up in intense pain, a sight which she grinned at. Her hand moved forward, the on that held on to the senbon , and brought it closer to that man so he could see. Her eyes for a moment locked onto his, asking a silent "Wouldn't you like to know?" This man would soon be dead, a possibity that he himself should know by now.

She leaned forward, and preyed open his left eye, spreading the lids apart. With her other hand she lightly poked at his eye with her senbon, getting him ready. The man squirmed under her, his pluse quickening. With a sigh she forced her senbon into the eye, thrusting it deep. It cut right into the pupil, sliding harmlessly past. A scream pierced the air, his screams. Again she did it, reapetedly cutting his eye. Her incisions causing blood to well up and pour delicately out of his eye, sliding along his left cheek. With her last stab, she kept her senbon there, pausing for a quick second, considering something. Her fingers than began to twirl the senbon, as if she were stirring sugar in tea. She was swirling it about, paying no heed to his cries. She bagan to hum to herself, a haunting melody. She wasn't yet finished, but coldly looked at the man. Her fingers were slick with his blood, the red staining her light skin, contrasting beautifully.

Slowly she removed the thin weapon from his bloodly eye. Or rather what was left of it. It was now goorey, having no real shape. It was sufficient to say that it resembled a bloodly pulp. She grinned down at him, her fangs glistening in the light. It was time for the next one. Really it was a repeat of steps, so she didn't really pay attention. In a matter of minutes both eyes were the same. Holes filled with blood, massed throughly by a thin piece of metal. His whimpers were all she heard along her breathing. He couldn't see her at all , couldn't witness what she was about to do. Her body slowly slid down his body, her hands placed on his chest. Tapping it, she felt the bones of his ribs.

All that was left was to kill him. The thought itself temporarily stunned her mind to a short pause. It would be her first...her first kill. Well more of her first human kill. The thought reached her real physical body, the one that was not dreaming. She stirred slightly when she felt a shap pain. A lain that transferred itself into her dream body. Her hands clutched the sen on tightly. Her chest had hurt, a momentary pain. Looking into the mashed eyes of him, she plunged her hand over and over into his chest. "Your village..." She numbered to him, as he shouted. She punctured artieries, and his heart, not caring. The blood scent was reaching her nose, making it twitch. He was her prey.

Prey was ment to be eaten. "Ordered your death. Their will has been done." With that her final thrust was made.. His last breath came out as a shudder. He slipped into deaths embrace, quiet now. Death cam just like that, claiming another victim yet again. A smile flicker across her lips. One down.. she thought before leaning down to lick his wounds...

Gasping her eyes flew open. That sharp pain she felt in her dream was real. It was so vivid now, so hurtful. Her hands flew to her neck, feeling the wet stickiness that was there. She moved it away, looking down upon the red tha was there. Her mind jumped back to her dream, flashes of it flicked in her mind. Her body shuddered, chilled by thinking of it. The pain felt oh so good though. It pleased her in an odd way, it felt right. A soft moan passed her lips, her body taking a liking to the pain. It was when she heard a soft laughter she grew alert again. Slowly she cast the figure a glance. What surprised her was the fact he knew er and Aisus name. Strange...She didnt recall meeting him. Not in the past no. She had never happened across him on her travels. "Who..who are you..?"

Age : 36 Posts : 340

Madrox shook his head violently in an attempt to regain his senses. So much information just flooded into his mind and he felt like he was finally regaining his senses. He could spot small sections of the tree rotting away as he sight came back to normal, He could hear the rodents and the owls outside the tree as his hearing came back. 'Ah, the lovely chorus of owls in the midnight air.' He could smell her sweet, thick, red nectar pouring from her neck where his puncture was when his smell returned. He could also still taste some of her blood on his lips, it made him want more. He rose to his feet bumping his head on the 'ceiling' of the tree. He looked to her and smirked. "I am the child of the darkness. You can call me Madrox. Your blood, it is sweet to the taste," He spoke the last part with a smile, almost, tauntingly, "but you are an extremely confusing person. You know that right?" He quirked an eyebrow as he stated that, and them smirked. "Your love, it is in no way unnatural. You shouldn't let anyone tell you otherwise. And your friend, be weary about her offer, for the village keep a close eye on things of that nature." He said this in a tone of knowing something he shouldn't know, and that caused him to smirked. He knew she would know what he meant, and he also knew that she wouldn't know how he knew any of that. This is what caused him the most fun. He enjoyed the confusion of others when it was caused by him. "You and I, we're not so different. We share a lot of common interests. However, on the other hand we have a lot of differences. However, I would like you to explain to me what love means to you." He said this in a questioning manner, and sounded much similar to a psychiatrist, but not as softly. It was more harsh, and rugged. He was always intrigued by other people's theories on all different aspects of the world, mind, body, and soul. He understood each person was different, and he wanted to find out exactly how.

He looked to her and smirked, "Would you like to know how I know all of this, information, about you?" He asked questioningly. He sat back down in the tree, figuring he'd probably be there a while talking. She was cute, but seemed kinda childish in her looks. She had the bright pink hair, and it was in pigtails, Madrox and his perverted mind thought 'handles.' She was short, and her clothes were overly large. She was very pale, but so wasn't Madrox. Madrox was hardened with a rugged face, stern eyes, and slim cheek bones. He lost all his baby fat than most people did at his age. He always had his black cowboy hat covering his eyes with it's deep brim. He fixed his tie and his button up shirt, and pulled down the suit vest a little bit. He fixed his trench coat, and made sure not to expose his Kirigakure bandana. He shoved his hands into his pockets, and put one foot on top of the other. He leaned forward, and rubbed a little dirt off the top of his combat boots, and slid a file out of his boot and began to file his teeth. He smirked about remembering how she moaned at his bite. "Did you enjoy the bite?" He said mockingly with a smirk. Everything about her was so contrasting for her size and age. She was 16 and looked 12. That unsettled Madrox for he knew many would underestimate her. Madrox learned the hard way that you never underestimate an opponent, no matter size, gender, age, or looks. Her looks matched her facade that she put out for everyone else, but that's not who she was, and that annoyed Madrox a little. He hated when people hid who they truly where. It was a disgrace to yourself, and showed that you were unhappy with yourself. At least in Madrox's eyes. She was a follower and giddy most of them time. Madrox hated that. However, their love for blood, hunting, chasing, killing, was equally shared. Her calmer part of her personality Madrox would like, but this hyper child? Never. The length before the explosive temper Madrox envied. He wished he could control his temper better. He didn't like how she was stuck in the past all the time. He believed you should always look to the future because that's all you have and that's all you can change. And her love for blood, Oh how exciting it would be to share with someone else! Oh, the joys of blood from someone's warm pulsating throat. It gave Madrox the chills just thinking about it. Her love for violence got Madrox going. He loved to be in the middle of violence, especially to get into the fight. But she hated training and work, as did most people, but Madrox loved to work out. He ignored the nonsense going on in his mind to focus on the girl before him.

Age : 29 Posts : 796

Again she rubbed he neck wound, coating her fingers with her red liquid. The man before her said very strange things, as if he knew whats been going on in her life. That confused her note than anything, not really giving her a shock. Here he was, saying these thing after just...biting her. Again her eyes glanced down at her stained hand and she slowly brought it up to her nose. Her nose twitched slightly, taking in her own scent. It wasn't special to her in the least, but after a quick look to the man, she could tell that he liked it. his next comment about it tasting sweet proved her right. Still her eyes were slightly glazed over, tired still and now held something more than that. All this talk of blood made her wonder about his. That single thought alone made her start to have a craving for it. An urge the she wanted to curb soon, wanting to fix it. He eyes slid down from his face and onto his neck, a quick silent question before rising up to meet his eyes again.

Still he continued speaking. Unnatural love..? Did he mean her blood fetish..or something else entirely? From what he said next she gathered it was something different. He said something about a friends offer, one that she knew immediately as the one Faith had given her. Meaning the only other person he talked about would be Marina. Her heart rocked violently, glad to hear that from someone else besides herself. His words seemed sincere, which laid her at ease. It made her feel slightly more comfortable with her suitation with Marina. Even if it was only this stranger that gave her a quick reassurance, it made her feel better knowing that Terence would be more than one person that would accept the relationship that she and her female held. That bond between them wouldn't be overlooked by adults and such.

It was his next question that duped her. Quizzically she stated at him, wondering why he would ask such a thing. It was not his business at all to knownwhat she thought, and she had half a mind to not even answer and just fully disregard his question. Well, what does it mean to me? Silence gripped the air for a few minutes, hangin heavy over them as she contemplated an answer. Truth be told, she really did not know. In the first place that was why she did not want to answer. Still that would be considered rather rude of her, and she had felt that being polite was a better way to go. So she opted for a half answer, giving some of her thoughts, but not all. "What is love?" She whispered, repeating his question. "In truth.. I am not so sure. But I'm sure I'm feeling this emotion for her." She knew she didn't have to expail who this "Her" was, knowing that he had by some means figured out who this person was. "It's not necessary for life though. It's just tha extra spice that's flung in it..." Her sentence drifted off towards the end, implying she had more to say but wouldn't for the moment.

After she answered he fired yet another question at her. And all she did was nod in response to it. That nod said "Of course I would like to know. But no, I will not ask." she afterall believed that he would tell her when and if he wanted to. She did not mind having to wait for awhile for him to give his answer if need be. Then she noticed him fidgeting around with his appearance. He moved around sliightly, paying extra care to how he place his trench coat. Which puzzled her to a great extent.The man had bitten her and here he was trying to not expose something. Which made her mind race quickly. Obvious she had her headband exposed her left arm, clearly stating she was an ex ninja from the near by Konoha. Also this man seemed to be a shinobi himself, by they way he moved she could tell. It was this fact that her once alliance was so plainly stated that most likely caused him to hide where he was from.

His next remark caused her to blush. So he did not miss that either.. She mumble something that seemed to be her agreeing to what he said. She did after all just made some sort of pleased sound at what he did. His overly maleness seemed to take ahold of her, and she slowly arched her neck again in a silent offer. Instinctively she knew of his need for it was the same as her own. In this respect she would not deny him If he had wanted more. It was a craving they both shared, one thing that she knew they had in common, further confirming one of the statements he had made earlier. They were alike, though so far she only knew of this one.

Age : 36 Posts : 340

He watched her as she rubbed her neck and the blood coated her fingers. He wanted to taste the blood right off her fingers but realized that would be quite a rude approach. She rose her hand to her nose and sniffed, and her nose twitched. Then she looked at him. He looked away briefly only because he knew staring was rude. He noticed her look down to his neck and then back to him. He smirked a typical grin, and knew exactly how to handle it. She stared at him quizzically and he smiled. This time it was actually a smile, and not his usual toothy grin. He didn't bare his fangs or anything. Just smiled. Madrox nodded as she spoke. "Most answers I get when I ask that question is the willingness to kill for the other. The desire to be with that person no matter the consequences, no matter the cost, no matter the risk, no matter the chance. But your answer is different. Which is completely okay. Most people feel love differently. However your answer, seems more like lust. Desire. Not so much love. But that's my personal opinion. You can take it or leave it, I am not here to judge." He smiled softly at her. Oh how it would be to have someone lust for you, or heck, even if they loved, oh how it would feel to have that much power over someone. He felt as if he would abuse it, so he tried to stray from the thought.

Then she nodded to his next question. He decided he would tell her with his typical toothy grin, "I know, because I am different from your average shinobi. I have this ability, to see into the memories of those I touch, to know their personality. Some call it a gift, some call it a curse. I say it's a mix of the two." He felt it was a mix of the two simply because it could be very useful to learn of someone's past week and how they were as a person, but then again, it could be very painful just like with his father. Learning of his father's dark deeds such as abusing his mother, cheating on her, killing men for silly reasons such as owing small amounts of money to someone, cheating someone in a game of fun, not doing a job at the right time as it was supposed to be done. He hated how much he learned of his father in that fated hug, and he could never remove those memories from his head. They would haunt him forever. But with each new memories came new hope, such as Rysa and her feelings towards the other woman, her friendship with the other village ninja, and that boy. All those memories felt warm, yet at the same time, they felt cold. They felt warm, because he knew at that point that even criminals can receive salvation, yet they felt cold, because he was not receiving the salvation.

She had her Konohagakure head band wrapped around her arm, yet he had his Kirigakure headband in his pocket. He wasn't trying to hide his, but he wasn't trying to be so open about it. He kept it in that pocket because it was closest to his heart. He loved living in Kirigakure and loved the village, but he did not love his father's actions. He only fled because he did not wish to be looked upon as a bad person for killing his father. Yea, that worked well. When the memory of Kirigakure broke from his mind he found himself with his hand covering the headband from the outside of his jacket and quickly moved it away. He had hoped she hadn't seen his hand there and hoped even more that if she had, she wouldn't question him about it. She was being so open with him and he felt that he would have to return the favor. He noticed her slowly arch her neck. He raised an eyebrow inquisitively, "Are you offering me another taste?" He smirked slyly. "If you are, then I shall take it. I noticed you looking at my neck earlier. If I get another bite, I shall allow you the same luxury. Sound fair?" He offered her the fair trade just to take another taste. He leaned in close to her, but would not sink his teeth in, until she said yes.

Age : 29 Posts : 796

By the way he described his ability the more it sounded like it really was a a mix of good and bad. A blessing? Only in the part that it helped to connect with people faster. It could be useful in comforting someone for example. But a curse? She could see that being a problem. To go through this memory process with each physical contact? It really would be and pain, so she sympathized slightly with him. She herself would love to have that ability. It would be rather useful in data collecting for herself and others. It was just that the drawbacks really did not appeal to her. Quietly she sighed, pleased that he told her. Few had really understood the way she communicated with gestures and motions rather than with spoken thought. And even those who did have had trouble interpreting what she really meant. But he understood quite quickly. Her eyes narrowed at the mere thought. It was because he shared her memories wasn't it? If he hadn't had help, would he have noticed just as fast? It was then she knew how the "curse" part of it played out. The few that knew of his abilities would always question him. And with what he knew, he could use it against them. It would be a hard life.

Then as she came out of her thought, she noticed that he was in a similar position. His whole body had that "thinking" vibe to it. What's on his mind...? She wondered what he could be thinking of. Her eyes were half closed with tiredness, but she still managed to see his movement. It was very subtle, but even in her sleepy state, her eyes were still sharp as ever. His hand had shifted ever so slightly, above the area that was near his heart. Which was weird, seeing how nothing should be there. She lay there, slightly confused still. Her eyes flickered up to his, questioning him. She blink once after that, as if telling him that he did not need to answer if he did not want to. She smiled a calm smile at him, almost comfortable with his odd presence.

His next remark had her blushing a deep shade of pink. Again she looked at him, this time her eyes held something else. Something she would prefer to not regonize herself. Her heart beat fast as her leaned forward, anticipating his move. "Y-Yes..." Quietly said again, she couldn't help it. He had after all offered her the same opportunity. One that she hadn't had I a very long time. Her body craved it again, so how could she pass it up? It was a selfish thought admitidly, but it did not stop her. "Hurry..." Whispered again she spoke her need aloud. This man had some sort of influence on her. One she did not understand. And it bothered her.

Age : 36 Posts : 340

He noticed her eye flicker following his hand. He smiled softly and reached into his jacket and pulled something out of his jacket. He held it up before her. It was his Kirigakure headband. "I keep it next to my heart. Mainly because I feel that I'm still a Kirigakure ninja. Perhaps I'm holding onto false hope, that one day I may return to my village, with open arms. I want to gather different information from across the world, and share it with my village. But I doubt any of that will happen. I did bring down a strong member of their village. But it was for good reason." He shrugged. She smiled calmly at him and seemed quite uncomfortable with his presence. 'Why is she uncomfortable around me? I'm no different from any other person with the exception of my style of dress, my clan abilities, my fighting style, my sharpened canines, my lust for blood, and the fact that I prefer to only travel at night. Okay, so I'm highly different. I guess that explains a lot really. But she's offering me her neck... Oh how tasty her blood was... Perhaps just one taste...'

He dipped his fangs deep into her neck. The sensation of blood dripping into his mouth was enough to drive an average man into a psychotic state. He sucked her neck lightly and gently, but so sensually. By sucking on her neck he drew her blood from the puncture would. He gently slid his tongue around the puncture wound and scooping up the blood in his tongue. It must have felt so sensual for her to have him run his tongue softly across her neck. His was purposely taunting her, driving his fangs in a little deeper, sucking out more blood and licking it up. He was enjoying the taste of her divine blood, so sweet, so sensual, so... untainted. Virgin blood always tasted better, it was pure. Untouched. He was enjoying teasing her with his tongue and his bite. It gave him a cheap thrill to say the least. He was kinda hoping she would return the favor.

Once he had enough he pulled his fangs out slowly. He smirked his usual toothy grin at her. "Did you enjoy it?" He smirked once again. He tilted his head to the side. "Hopefully you'll enjoy mine as much as we both enjoyed yours." He smirked once again. He remained close to her, so she wouldn't have to move very far. He prepared for the bite with a smile. He embraced himself, and hoped for the best he could hope for. He was hoping she would do it jagged, and straight in. He didn't enjoy receiving the soft play he gave her, and had she been male, he would have just rammed his fangs into her neck and aiming to cause harm. That was what he had hoped for.

((Not as long as I wanted but... eh. ew. only 485 words. I'm disappointed.))

Age : 29 Posts : 796

Her ears perked up a that. A Kiri shinobi? He was from the infamous land of water. Many events have happened their, most notably the vile things the make their students go through, killing at such a young age. Despite that she held a soft spot for the village for one reason. Water. She had always meant to take the time to go there Jair had always put it off for some reason. A part of he did feel sad though. He did want to go back to where he came from, he in fact wanted to go "home". But if what he said was true...then for the most part he wouldn't have a chance to go back. Quietly she sighed, how sad that was. That's when he bit her once again, making it quite different than the first time.

Her body completely gave way to him once he bit again. A small gasp flowed from her lips shortly after once the pain flooded throughout her system. Again it felt good, pleasing her greatly. Surprisingly she found her self enjoying it once the hurt subsided. The area where he bit took on a warm tingling feeling, dealing to his teeth. That was all he was going to do she thought. Just a quick bite, nothing more. Alas she was proved wrong, he would not be doing just that. Her eyes closed and her body shivered slightly as she felt his tounge run over her skin. Delicately done, soft feather touches. She started to make soft pleased sounds as he continued, and let out a low moan when he started his sucking. Gently she squirmed and shifted, his teasing getting to her. She couldn't handle it, her body couldn't take such prolonged enjoyment. Her breath grew heavy and labored after a few minutes, his draining taking a toll on her. Yes, she throughly enjoyed it, but the toll on her was devastating. Her eyes flickered open, putting him into focus once more.

He had stopped and said something to her. Something her dizied mind couldn't wrap itself around. But in response she flashed a quick grin, hoping that it fit the suitation. Weakly she tried to focus in on him, faintly catching his next sentence. Not once did he move or back away from her, seemingly ready and wanting for her to take her turn. Complying she leaned slightly forward, bringing herself into an up right sitting position. He was close to her still, thank god, meaning she did not have to move far. Her hands made there way onto him, and dragged him to her. His weird aura again infected her, stirring something deep inside her.

Her fangs slowly elongated, extending far paint the normal point of humans or shinobi. Then again she was an Inuzuka, many of their physical features contrasted heavily with others. Her head tilted slightly, placing her fangs right on his skin. It was then her mind went into turmoil again. This simple action took her back to the past, to her first meeting with Marina. After their talk she had bitten her, marking and claiming her as her own. It made her pause and think about the suitation at hand. In her minds eye she took it apart at all angles, asking herself questions. Why did she feel hesitant about biting him? Well for one she had just met Madrox, he still was quite the stranger. Yes she had did so with Marina, but that just felt more right...more natural. Also she was semi scared of "marking" him just like she did her partner. Getting to absorbed in the moment could lead her to lower all her barriers, making her relax to the point of using that jutsu.

Why would she do it? Well for one it was blood, that secret fondness she had always kept to herself. Her canine resemblance came out in this instance, the bond between her and Aisus growing still. As more time passed between the two, the more she saw his wolf like features in herself. This was one of those times. Her nose twitched, loving the prospect of fresh blood. That hunter instinct revealing itself again. I...I can't.. was the silent thought to pass through her mind. It would be a betrayal to Marina, and if she were to find out..what would she do? Not liking the thought she strayed from it and pulled herself slightly away from him. Her hands pressed against him, making a very weak pushing motion. Her eyes found his, silent and apologizing. Though still they showed her want and restraint. Once again her will to do what was right pushed on through. "I'm sorry.."

Age : 36 Posts : 340

Madrox felt her body shift when he bit her to a more relaxed state. That in turn made him calmer about the whole thing. He didn't want to hurt her, however pleasuring her was a different story. Then, she gasped, and that made him smirk. It was something new that a victim of his bite would gasp, normally they just chortled fluid in their throat and most of the time, drowned themselves. It was unique to have someone that enjoyed the feeling and that made him more comfortable about being around her. Her blood was so sweet, he wanted another bite, but he didn't wish to drain her too much. He didn't want to kill her. Why though? Why did he not want to kill her? Was it because he had the soul connection to her? Was it because he found her attractive? All of these possible reasons but he wouldn't let any of them get to him. He wasn't going to fall prey to what these people called love. It didn't exist. This was a strange feeling he was experiencing but he tied it off as lust or desire. There was nothing beyond that to his knowledge. He remembered feeling her quiver as he ran his tongue around her skin and that pleased him. It was amazing that someone finally quivered under his touch. That made him feel masculine. All that power he had over one person, just from a bite. It was so empowering. With just one bite, he could cause her to drop to her knees in pleasure.

She was making pleasurable gasps and that pleased him. It shot ecstasy through his veins. She was enjoying every minute of it. But why? It was simply a bite. Perhaps she enjoyed her own pain? Was she enjoying the bite because was a man? Perhaps she was aroused from this bite. Perhaps, she was aroused by him? Who knew, he might have to make contact with her once again someday to find out her feelings for him. Though he figured that would have to wait. He didn't want any such a thing to happen. She was squirming under his bite and he was enjoying every minute of it. So empowering to make a woman squirm. She was breathing heavily and he was enjoying that as well. She must have been bursting with pleasure from this one bite. It was all so confusing, yet all so exciting. He had never made contact with anyone but his own parents and to find so much about the world, and life outside of a village from just one person, was simply amazing to say the least. She flashed him a quick grin when he stopped, and he took that as a yes. To have someone enjoy what he usually used to harm, and maim, and kill, was unique, and completely beyond everything he's ever known. It made him feel different about a lot of things in life, and he wasn't sure how he completely felt about that. It was highly confusing, feeling lust for someone, yet, living his whole life avoiding people, feelings, and other things of that nature.

She shifted to sit upright as he exposed his neck. She seemed hesitant in biting him and it made him wonder why. She pushed him away weakly, and looked up to his eyes. She seemed to want it so much, but was resisting it so well. Why though? He didn't believe in restraint, and felt that restraint only lead to regrets. "Don't hold back. Restraint only leads to regrets. At least I believe so." Then she apologized. "Why are you apologizing? Feel free, I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't okay with it. Unless it has to do with that girl. Worry not, for she will never know. I am highly elusive and it would take her forever to find me. Perhaps I could share something with you, that would make you more comfortable?" He paused a bit and thought to himself. 'Why are you sharing all these secrets with her? You just met her!' But he figured, he knew everything about her, so it was only fair. "I have a soul connection with you now. If I activate my abilities I can see your life-force from a decent distance. I can track you down if need be. It may sound dangerous but I would never do it to cause you harm. I will assure you that. My word is as good as my honor, and my honor is my life." He wanted to tell her she was pretty, and it was obvious he wanted to say something. He couldn't bring himself to do it and offered his neck once again. "Would you like to try again? Don't be afraid. I promise you, if you don't do this, you'll spend the rest of your life wondering what would have happened if you did. All I can say is, take every opportunity life hands you without fearing for regret. For if you do, you will only regret what you didn't do. Especially someone as cute as--" He cut himself off before finishing that. He looked away from her eyes and figured it was too late to take back what he said now. "You. But don't think there's anything beyond that. It's physical attraction." He wasn't sure why he said that, but he did.

Age : 29 Posts : 796

He mentioned that she should let go, to lose that inner inhibition of hers. But she just could not. To do that would be against her set of ideals, which was something she did not want to break. Then he said something about Marina not knowing. And that even if she found out , it would take her a lot of time to find him. But that would be betraying the small trust she had with her partner. It would be like sneaking around her back when ever she bit him. That she did not want, she knew the guilt that came with it would be unbearable. She just could not do it, it would eat her from the inside out, not resting until she spilled the beans to Marina. Slightly she shook Her head, a silent geasture to her answer.

It was his next few words that really sent her mind into a panic. Soul connection? With a slightly more concerned look she continued to look at him. How could this be? Would it interfere with her connection with Marina? Which made her wonder if he even knew about it. And if he did, would he even care what the repercussions could be? Rightly her hands clutch together in tiny fists, quite unthreatening to someone such as he.But that was all she could really do at the moment. Her vision swam before her briefly, making the small enclosed space look muddled and mixed. It was the rapid draining that he had done on her. It in the end was taking a toll on her, a heavy one at that. Still, her body being the rebel, craved more.

Her ears perked up at the mention of how she looked. He called her cute...how sweet of him.even if it was purely just physical based, he called her something rather nice. "I can live with this regret, I believe." She simply stated. And she would indeed. It really did not matter to her if she did or not, her main concern for the moment was that whole Soul connection thing going on.

Age : 36 Posts : 340

He watched her as she shook her head. Again she was saying no. Why? Why didn't she just do what she wanted to do? It was such a wrong thing to deny yourself of any luxury that life handed you. You were only denying yourself happiness. Another reason Madrox didn't believe in love. It denied you of every opportunity that life could offer you. It removed so many options. What if you were with someone and a desire came around elsewhere? You would be denied of that option to seize that opportunity. He never understood love, the hold it had on people. It was a ridiculous, senseless emotion, but he figured some people must want that emotion in their lives. Then her ears perked when he said she was physically attractive. Did she enjoy that? Was she not used to compliments? He didn't want it to slip, but it did. Perhaps it was the pink hair that made him believe so. No, it couldn't just be that. She had a nice figure, a desirable figure. Her face was adorable. She was so cute, anyone else would try to take advantage of the girl in her weakened drained state. But Madrox had too much respect for that. Then she spoke and said that she believed she could live with the regret. How could she live with regret? He didn't understand a lot about this girl, though he knew so much.

"Tell me more of this Marina and this Tennuyan. I noticed a lot of confusion between the two of them. I'd like you to explain more about them if you wish. If not, tell me and I'll never ask again. And if you ever want me to leave you be, tell me that as well. I'll gladly leave and never bother you again. However, I do want you to know, that my offer to you will always stand if you desire it, I would prefer you to ask first, but if you just wish to take it without asking, feel free." He wanted to let her know his offer stood forever because he didn't mind, and figured this way it wouldn't leave the chance for regret. He wanted to know more about the confusion about this man and this woman. He figured he could try to solve some confusion, and help her out in her romantic life, but he didn't know how much confusion he could clear up. He wanted to help, and was hoping he could.

Age : 29 Posts : 796

Gently she closed her eyes, blocking the vision of him out. This confusion he asked about. It was not something she was unaware of, she was actually attuned acutely to it. She actually never gave it deep thought though, merely staying on the surface of the problem. As always, not willing to delve into the hidden depths of her mind. But would she even speak up and tell him? She should, after all he did open up to her slightly. Even if it was because he saw her memories and what not. It was a Fair trade you could say.

"I don't know why I'm confused myself." She softly mumbled, a light pain creeping across her face. Her weakness showing a lot more, doubled by the original sleepiness she had felt. Almost of their own accord, her hand placed itself on his neck, rubbing it slightly. "Marina..." She began, "I'm confused because I don't see her often. And she is another woman.." Was all that she said on that. Again, just the surface. "Tenn..if he...was different. More approachable..maybe. But by the time I met him..my heart was in another place..."

At te end her voice tapered off, her hand sliding down his chest. Her eyes flickered open, gazing at him once more. "Don't leave..." She said with a certain want. She didn't want him to leave just because he felt that she did not like him around. In fact she did, or rather, like the way he had made her feel. Gently she shuddered, remembering the feeling. And even another pleased sigh made it's way out. "I really, would like another." The need for it was readily apparent, it dripped from her voice. She was, in a way, getting hooked to the pain suprisingly quick. "Someday in the future..I'll return the favor." This really was the most she had said to him. In fact she was talking to him more when she was half asleep than awake.

Age : 36 Posts : 340

She closed her eyes. He wondered why. It was a confusing gesture and made him wonder. What does she see when she closes her eyes? What does she think about when she sleeps? All good questions he may one day ask. Then she said she didn't know why she was confused. How can you not know when your confused? None of it made sense to Madrox. He knew what he wanted in life and that cleared any chances of confusion. He wanted women to lust after him, especially women that couldn't have him. She showed pain in her face. Was she hurt by her confusion? Then she placed her hand on his neck and began to rub. Was she getting a feel for his veins? Or was she trying to make a move on him. She stated she was confused by Marina because she doesn't see her often and because Marina was a woman. What did gender have to do with love? All things he would tackle when he could. Then she spoke of Tennuyan. She said he wasn't very approachable. What did she mean by this? Was he a darker person than Madrox was? Was he even more evil? And then she said by the time she met him, she loved another. She must have been referring to Marina. Then she ran her hand down his chest. Where was she headed with this? Her hand was soft to the touch, though most men wouldn't be able to feel it through their clothing. But he could. She looked up at him, gazing into his eyes. Was she....growing feelings for him? Madrox shook off the idea and ignored it. He hoped she wasn't. It would only cause more problems for all of them then it was worth. Then she told him not to leave. Why did she want him to stay? This was awkward for him, he enjoyed the attention, but hope her heart wasn't heading in his direction. He would never believe in love as far as he knew, and he didn't want to hurt her. She was so young and innocent, and yes he was young and innocent as well, but his actions, his life, his past, was so dark, and angry. The she mentioned wanting another bite, was she addicted already? and she said she would one day return the favor. He was kinda looking forward to it.

"I see. When you close your eyes, what do you see? When you dream what do you see? Or more specifically Who do you see? Are you hurt by your confusion?" He covered her hand with his. He moved it to his heart. "I want you to see and speak with this." He brought her hand to his eyes, "Not these." He placed her hand on his leg and held it. "Why don't you see her often? Why does her gender confuse you?" he looked into her eyes. "How is Tennuyan not easily approachable? I take you your heart was with Marina at this point?" He stared deeply into her eyes. "Why don't you want me to leave? I only ask out of curiosity." He leaned in slowly and tilted her head. He stuck his fangs into the already present wound, and repeated his drinking process. He sucked softly, to draw the blood, and softly ran his tongue around her neck to bring all the blood into his mouth. He ran his hand across her cheek as he continued to lick. He wasn't going to drain anymore blood unless she asked for it, but he would continue to lick. He pulled her body closer to his and pushed his teeth in a little more. He kind of enjoyed torturing her, and was wondering what she would do had he continued.. He didn't want to drain her, and he didn't want to go lust crazy from the taste. It was bad enough he was already feeling excited about most of this and with her heart elsewhere, if he continued, it would only end badly for the both of them. he pulled away slightly, and handed the reins of this escapade over to her.

Age : 29 Posts : 796

So many questions, so many answers that could be given. Her tired mind could not handle all this. She wanted to sleep, to drift off again. Buy apart of her was scared to, to slip in the dream world again. She was afraid to see what her mind will come up with, what it would do to shock her. "Darkness." She replied to the first. "Dreaming...is my escape. Or really is my minds escape from reality. I do not really see one person or another. False things, scenarios are made." A heavy sigh broke the slight pause she left after answering. Now he was holding her hand. Tightly too, it made her slighty uneasy.

It was now her instincts kicked in and warned her of a "predator". All in all her legs wanted to stand up, and flee the area. But she was just so tired that thinking about it was all that she could do. "Women..it's uncommon to see woman love each other." Would he understand that? After all she did not. Love should not be bound to just one thing, but sadly society saw it as such. "Yes my heart was with her at the time. And I meant as in...don't go because you did 'this'". She finished ,motioning to her neck with her hand.

Short answers were what she gave, really holding no true answer. Despite what he had asked, she still responded not with her heart but with her mind. She thought to rationally to do anything else. That's about when he went in for another bite. This one was more long and drawn out. He even pulled he closer, digging his fangs in deeper. Her gasp this time was one filled with intense pain. The pleasure it had before bow was gone, as if warning her that this would be too much for her to handle. Her body shuddered, chills spreading throughout her body, her eyes closed fully this time, bot wanting to open again. Still in an odd sense she enjoyed it, even with that pain. All this left her in a state of drowsiness, one that could not be reversed. Nothing at all would-be able to wake her. Her breath became shallow, her state of mind following the tired state that came to her. Sleep called once more. And she would go. This meeting had started with her waking up, and now would soon end with her falling asleep.

Age : 36 Posts : 340

She stated that she saw darkness. She wasn't looking with her heart. He could tell just from that answer. If she was looking with her heart, she would see who she loved. Then she said dreaming was her mind's escape from reality. She didn't see someone she loved, in fact, she saw imaginary scenarios about different things. What kind of things did she see? He wondered. He might have to ask her one day. Then she sighed. He wondered why. Then she said it was uncommon to see women love each other. What should it being uncommon have to do with anything? It should be about the love, not anything else. Then she said her heart was with Marina when Tenn came along. But if she felt so weakly for Marina because of the inability to see each other, and the uncommon sight of their love, why wouldn't she take her chances with Tennuyan? She never even answered his question about how he wasn't very approachable. Then she told him not to leave because of him biting her. That wasn't why he wanted to leave, he could tell she was growing uncomfortable. Then when he bit her and pulled her in, she gasped in pain instead of pleasure this time. Did he go too rough on her? Either way it made him smirk on the inside. Her pain, it pleased him. But at the same time it hurt him, because he hurt a female. Something he never wanted to do. She shuddered, and he promised himself he wouldn't put her through that again. Then she began to get sleepy.

"If you see nothing, or fake scenarios, you're not looking with your heart. If you do not look with your heart, You'll never know where it lies. You can tell yourself over and over that your heart lies with Marina, but for all you know, you could close your eyes and look with your heart, and see Tennuyan. Or even someone else for that matter. You'll never know until you look. And your feelings for Marina, why should the rarity of something decide your judgement? If you truly hold love for Marina you wouldn't care what anyone thought, what anyone said. As long as you were both happy. And to even be confused about it, doesn't show that you truly love her. To be afraid of another's thoughts on the matter alone, tells me you don't truly love her. Please do not get mad, I only speak from experience, my mind, and my heart. Believe me, I will never leave over a bite. I would hope if it became too much, or if you didn't wish for it any longer, you would tell me." He could tell she was beginning to get sleepy. He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Get some sleep. We shall meet up once again someday. Trust me on that one." He got up, crouching. He stepped outside of the tree, turned the corner of the entrance, and jumped into a tree. He ran through the trees and spotted the moon starting to set. He ran off to find a nice comfy tree that would provide cover from the ever burning light of the sun. He found one quickly, sat on a branch and watched the sky as he waited to rest.

[Exit. Topic End.]

Age : 29 Posts : 4301

Archived.
Due to deceased character.