Why? (Daichi)

[Ches Kucing]

In this farewell
There's no blood
There's no alibi
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies


Ches let go and emptied his stomach into a bush and held his
stomach. “Never doing that again. Blood in disgusting.” He
muttered wiping his mouth. He turned back towards the
vampire. “Now you realize.” He muttered rolling his eyes,
inwardly happy that for once he was the smart one. Ches
rolled his shoulder and winced.

He felt his neck and rolled it again. He dug around his pockets
before bringing up a lighter and pulling his sleeve down. He
brought the lighter back up to the bite marks and lit them.
His eyes clamped shut and he let out some curses but let the
skin burn and melt closed. The smell of burnt flesh rose to his
nose and he let out a sneezed.

The battle had seemed to ended quickly. Biting had been a
good ending. Little to personal for him, but still. He looked
down. The wound looked more like he accidently lit himself
on fire. He glanced up at Daichi. “There. No proof that you
did anything besides the blood on the ground and my
shoulder.” He said pushing the yellow lighter into his pocket.
“This little encounter never happened.” He hissed, his body
shifting back to normal. His tail swished slightly.

[Daichi Osmen]

Daichi lifted himself off abd looked down to the cat. His shoulder was in great pain and felt a little limp. He sighed while grabbing the arm.

He watched Ches puke. Feeling like doing the same thing but instead held his ground. He chuckled with what he had to say. "It's something you've got to get used to." He spit out what blood he could then turned back when the cat spoke. "The fact that your blood tastes horrible? Yeah I realized." He could still smell it and was lucky to keep from clearing out his own stomach.

"Honestly, I don't think I would have cared to get in trouble. Closer to the enemy. I think the fumes from your blood just messed me up..." 'Unfortunately for you, you won't be so lucky,' he thought. He released his arm slowly.

Yeah they were known to heal quickly but seeing as his arm was probably on the verge of falling off. He might end up coming to school with one arm. That would raise some questions. He decided to just not worry about it. He already erased the evidence of Daichi's attack but not his own. So if anything happened he could just blame the cat. He listened to him hiss and growled in return. "Let's hope it keeps that way." He didn't see it happening. He thought about what would happen tomorrow. He wondered how Araka would react. That was going to be fun.

He turned to leave but stopped. "Whatever the hell you were thinking about, get it out of your head. You probably could have finished me off if you were actually thinking about the fight. That sort of stuff wont work if you do that when your fighting the humans." With that statement. He started off.

[Ches Kucing]

In this farewell
There's no blood
There's no alibi
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies


Ches rolled his shoulder before turning towards the entrance
of the alley to leave, he snorted. “If I was dealing with a
human, he’d be dead from that bite. If not I would have killed
him in another way.” He said smirking then his smirk faded.
“If I was dealing with humans, I wouldn’t be thinking my
thoughts.” Shoving his hands in his pockets he coughed.

The metallic taste still filled his mouth, it was disgusting. He
spat to the side and wiped his mouth again, hoping that
some of the taste would disappear. When it didn’t he
groaned.

He had only bite two things in his entire life time; a human
that had tried to kill him and a Vampire. The human had died
almost instantly; the pain and blood loss killed him.

[Daichi Osmen]

He didn't bother replying. Why should he? Why did he even care for that matter? His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Ches from behind, coughing up his blood. He smirked. That taste wasn't going to be leaving any time soon. It tended to linger for a while. "You'll be tasting that for a while," he called back with a chuckle. But it didn't seem like he should be gloating. He'd probably be stuck with this taste for a while as well. He made a mental note to never try that again.

As he continued forward, he decided to find his jacket and head home. He thought he had enough training for one night. Daichi considered tommorrow again. Perhaps he might have to skip. Sounded good to him but his cult members might not take to well. Oh well, nothing he could do about it.

He finally found his jacket and put it on carefully to avoid tearing his arm off all together. Once that was done, he headed home.