Hi everyone! So, I was supposed to be working on college essays, and instead I posted up three new chapters. Ain’t that something? Well, after trying to work on 7 (that’s right, 7!) essays, my brain started hurting, so I watched(and finished) Bakumatsu Kikansetsu Irohanihoheto (long name, I know) and typed this story. Yeah, four hours of my life…

“You can’t be fucking serious!”

“I’m sorry, sir, but it’s the room you signed up for.”

“We didn’t sign up for a room! The FBI did! Why the hell did they sign us up for a single room?!”

“Your name is on the list for that room.”

“I don’t care! Change it!”

“I can’t; that’s the last room available.”

“There’s one bed! There’s no way in hell I’m sleeping with him!”

Rui glared back at me. “Oh, so you’re saying you’ll only sleep with Kaname and not me?” he sneered jokingly.

“Yes!”

He seemed taken aback. “I didn’t actually think you were going to have a come back to that…” he muttered. “Anyways, I wouldn’t even consider sleeping in a bed with you. I like women.”

My fists unclenched as I thought the situation over, my violet eyes closing in deep thought. There had to be a way to solve this; there was no way in hell either of us would sleep on the floor after a fourteen hour flight, and we certainly were not going to share the bed. “Emilia is in the same hotel, right?” I asked.

“Yeah… and…?”

“How about this: since we’re supposed to be watching out for her, we take turns watching her room. I take the first four hours and you get the second four hours. Deal?”

The lycan shrugged. “I guess. I’m difficult to wake up, so punch me or something.”

o.OTIME BREAK!o.O

So that’s how it happened. I sat for four hours at Emilia’s door, listening for anything suspicious. The hours passed slowly to the point of annoying. Jet lag had finally begun to take its toll on me, and I was falling asleep fast. Still, I managed to keep myself awake, whether it be by singing songs in my head or counting the tiles on the ceiling. Once, a drunken couple passed by around two in the morning, which gave me something to laugh at. Four hours had finally passed and nothing out of the ordinary happened. With a heavy grunt, I stood and slowly stumbled towards my room.

“Rui… your turn…” I mumbled, tossing my suit to the corner in exchange for a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.

The guy didn’t even move; save for a light groan, there was no response whatsoever. I figured if I pushed him off the bed he would wake up. I was so tired, I couldn’t even see straight, and his lazy ass was keeping me from my sleep. I leaned over him, nearly shoving him off the bed. “Wake up; I’m tired,” I mumbled.

At first, I thought he had woken up because he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me down on the bed; however, I noticed his eyes were closed. He was still dreaming.

“Rui, this isn’t funny,” I growled as he slid his cold hand under my shirt and moved his way up my stomach and chest.

“Just… like that…” he moaned into my ear before flicking it with his tongue.

I nervously bucked against him, wrenching my wrist from his grasp and pushing him. “Rui, no cool man-aahh…” A gasp slipped from my lips as Rui’s moist tongue trailed up my neck.

“I wanna hear you say my name. Scream it,” he whispered before slipping his tongue in my mouth and grinding his hips against mine.

“Rui!” I hissed as I pulled away. “You’re asleep!”

“Are you rejecting me, Candy?” Rui asked breathlessly.

Candy was the last girl he was with, an exotic danger at a local club. I’m guessing he was dreaming of her, but he was going to be in for a big surprise when he woke up.

Fangs pressed against my neck as Rui forcefully sucked at my skin, drawing a shocked gasp from me. For a minute, I thought I was seeing stars. Rui was more forward and forceful than Kaname; the difference was like black and white. For Kaname, sex was like a game that started slowly and ended with a grand finale. For Rui, however, it was like he was hungry and desperate.

But I belonged to Kaname, not Rui. Luckily, it all end when Rui ran his hand down my flat stomach to my hips and reached below the strap to my sweat pants. I pushed back a moan as his cold fingers wrapped around my length and paused.

“You… aren’t Candy, are you?” Rui suddenly asked.

“… no, I’m not…”

His golden eyes opened only to see me beneath him, my shirt half off and his hand down my pants. At first, he looked shocked, but this soon died away. If anything, he looked hurt. Slowly, he drew his hand away and sat on the side of the bed, his head low. We didn’t speak for a long while as we got over the initial shock of the whole event.

I lay there staring up at the ceiling, my chest rising and falling uneasily. “Rui…” I whispered after a while.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered, “I was seeing you as someone else…” Then he stood, covering his face with his hand and turning away. “I’m going to check up on Emilia.”

“O-okay.”

“I… I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No…”

“Good,” he mumbled. “I wouldn’t forgive myself if I did.”

He left, closing the door softly behind him. I rolled over in the sheets to face the window. The pillow smelled like Rui, and the bed was still warm from where he slept. For the longest time, I tried to close my eyes and sleep, tried to erase Rui’s scent, but I couldn’t.