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Umm never posted here before but thought that it would be neat to post my fics here.

So here ya go :D

This one is komahina featuring vampire Hajime. Enjoy ^-^

He was thirsty. When was the last time he had fed? 5 days? 6? A week? He didn’t know time was meaningless to him. He had learned long ago that to a being that had lived for centuries there was no point in keeping track. The only thing that mattered was his thirst. A newly turned Hajime would have been appalled by this line of thinking. He would starve himself to the brink of ferality so that he wouldn’t kill a human. But that Hajime was dead. He died when he met her . She had… changed him. Give him a new identity and made him into a ruthless killer that didn’t hesitate to take a human life. When he managed to break free of her control, he couldn’t go back to being the old Hajime no matter how hard he tried. If he was being honest at this point in time, he didn’t know who he was. If someone were to ask him who he was he wouldn’t know how to respond. Could he call himself Hajime Hinata if was acting in ways the old Hajime would have never even thought to? And his other name? Izuru Kamukura? He didn’t want to go by the identity she had given him. That wasn’t him. But could he keep denying it when he still retained some traits of that name? It was all confusing. So, he avoided the subject of his identity. Not like it mattered what name he went by. Nobody knew him. Everybody he has met since her had died minutes upon meeting him.

Which leads to his current situation. The reason why he was having this line of thought. The person he was hunting wanting to get to know him. He lay in bed a book in hand. He was wide awake despite it being an ungodly hour. His skin a sickly pale and his hair was white as a cloud. He started at him with his large, grey, expecting eyes. Not that he could really see him. He had made sure to stay out of his candlelight. So, he could see the human, but the human couldn’t see him. He has seen many humans over his lifespan. But very few could even compare to the beauty of the man in front of him. After a few minutes of silence, he asked again.

“Who are you?”

His voice was low, raspy, and breathy. It fit the owner very well. He liked the way it sounded. But the question the voice asked. It was simple. So why was he struggling to answer it? Could it be due to the shock of being asked in the first place? He wasn’t expecting him to be awake. Should he answer? Which name should he give him?

“It’s alright if you don’t want to answer. I understand not wanting to respond to a question from scum like me. “

Scum? Is that how he views himself? How peculiar.

They spend a couple of minutes in silence just staring at each other. Finally, the other spoke up again.

“Sorry if this question sounds outrageous but could you perhaps be who they call The Leech? The killer going around that slits the throats of their victim to drain their blood?”

“So that is what you humans are referring to me as this time around?”

“Oh, so you can talk! I mean, of course, you can how stupid of me to think that you couldn’t. But if you don’t mind me asking, what do you mean by ‘you humans’?”

“It is exactly as it sounds. I am not human.”

“I see. Interesting. So, have come to take my life?”

“And if I am?”

“I will gladly let you. I will even help you if you’ll like. Or course if you would even want to accept the help from someone as incompetent as me.”

“…interesting.”

“Hm?”

“Nothing.”

He stepped out of the shadows and into the candlelight allowing the human to see him for the first time.

“You’re really pale.”

“You’re one to talk.” He shot back.

The human laughed at that. He decided that he liked the sound of this human’s laughter. Maybe he should do it more often?

“Oh, I haven’t introduced myself yet! How rude of me. I am Nagito Komaeda.”

The human. No, Nagito has given him his name. He should return the favor. He is about to drain he could at least die knowing who killed him. But who is killing him? Is it Hajime? Or is it Izuru? Perhaps a mix? Then maybe a mixed name would suit this situation better.

“My name is Hajime Kamukura.”

“Thank you for gracing me with your name. But if you are to kill me then you should hurry the servants are bound to check up on me any second.”

He nodded he moved closer to Nagito. Nagito tilted his head exposing more of his neck. For some reason, this disturbed him. Don’t humans value their life more? Why was this so ready for him to die? These questions swirled in his head but were put on the backburner. He was thirsty after all.

He gently held Nagito. He lowered his head to the crook of Nagito’s neck and gently prodded the skin there. It was so pale and smooth. The smell he was giving off smelled so sweet. He couldn’t wait any longer his fangs slid out and pierced his flesh.

Nagito hissed but other than that gave no complaint.

“So, you’re a vampire? I guess I should have expected that. The way you kill is rather strange after aH-“

He was talking too much. He liked enjoying his meals in silence. Luckily Nagito seemed to understand and stopped his rambling.

His blood was so thick, sweet, and warm. He wanted to drink every drop, but he forced himself to let go. He didn’t want to kill him just yet. He unlatched his fangs and licked the wound to help it heal. He felt Nagito shiver at the contact. He laid him back down on the bed gently. Nagito stared at him with a dazed look the whole time.

“You should go to sleep. You lost a lot of blood.” He whispered into his ear.

“Whose fault is that?” he slurred out.

He couldn’t help but smile

Nagito reached his hand and gently cupped his face. He flinched at the contact but made no move to stop Nagito.

“You’re really handsome. And your eyes… they are something.”

He heard footsteps nearing the room. It would be in his best interest to go.

“I will be taking my leave now.”

“Oh, so I am going to live to see another day? How disappointing.”

He looked back at Nagito giving him one last look over.

“We will see each other again.”

“I will look forward to it”

He turned back around and leaped out the window turning into his bat-form midfall. As he flew away he listened to the conversation Nagito was now having with his servant.

“Master Komaeda I heard voices who were you talking to?”

“Nonsense. I can assure you that nothing of such was taking place here. Do you feel alright? Perhaps the lack of sleep is getting to you.”

“I- I have been getting very little sleep.”

“See? I suggest you have the day off.”

“Really are you sure?”

“Of course, I care about the health of my employees.”

Hajime was now too far away to hear any more of the conversation. That Nagito is a sly one. He would definitely be seeing more of him.

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