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The Prince lounged languidly, with the accompaniment of his younger sibling, Jaryn as though it was their daily routine to discuss matters over few, refreshing cups of Longjing tea. Ethereal, honey-golden eyes traced over his counterpart's exactly similar, yet sapphire-pigmented eyes while his fingers traced the rim of the teacup in heavy concentration. "Hope you've gotten better, Jaryn..We wouldn't want your condition gettin' any fatal..," Caine blurted aloud to break the unbearable silence that lingered in the awkward atmosphere before crossing his flexible, svelte legs over the other whilst his hands propped up his chin, nonchalantly.

"...It's nice here, Caine....Thank you for this sudden interruption," The ooposite prince, smiled warmheartedly before unwarily avoiding the upcoming glance that he was recieving. Abit preoccupied by the worry of his lover, Jaryn unconsciously began picking apart the handkercheif in his hands while his older brother watched him, his curiousity piqued. "Kazahaya's coming back...right, brother?" Jaryn raised his head to meet the other's gaze before respectfully taking another sip of the Longjing as not to imply any disapproached gratitude to the hospitality that was humbly offered.

With Alistaire not to accompany him, Rhodes had settled himself abit uncomfortably in their vast, expanded nursery that had been slightly adjusted to comply with their adapted growth spurt. The frilly-laced cribs were replaced with one, king-sized bed that also matched artistically with their tastes all complete with a skyblue, pigmented canopy that allowed them to sleep openly. The two, inseperable twins as it was, never had expected to be without the other as they shared almost everything without complaints, but the younger of the two would always be abit greedy than the other.

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Touya woke up about three hours after he fell asleep. He silently cursed himself for allowing himself to be dragged off into the alluring bliss that was a good night's sleep and began to try and disentangle himself from his master. He realized quickly that this would be no small task. The vampire's arms were encircling the Demon of Song and holding him close to his body. Touya slowly began to turn so that he was no longer facing the vampire but facing away before he began to gently pull the hands off of him, hoping not to wake the creature.

Touya jumped in shock, his body freezing. He wouldn't be able to get out...? "N-no..." he said quietly. "I don't know anyone else in the mansion..." he lied. He began to tremble slightly when he heard the vampire's last remark. Would he bite him again? And now he had his back to the vampire....if he wanted, all he had to do was lean forward and Touya wouldn't be able to do anything about it...then again, the vampire had given him back the freedom of his use of power of sound and his voice. Slowly, Touya opened his mouth to sing.

Touya jumped again as the hand was clamped over his mouth. How had the vampire known!? He began to tremble at his master's threat, but then his eyes narrowed. He couldn't let this creature control him, the Demon of Song. He couldn't. After a slight hesitation, Touya sank his teeth into the vampire's hand to make him let go, momentarilly forgetting that the other hand still had a hold on his stomach and chest.

Touya screamed into the hand, a scream of surprise, pain, and....perhaps a little pleasure? He struggled hard against his master as the nectar that was his blood was once again stolen from him. He bit again at the hand, tears spilling down his face while his own hands tried to tear the pale, long fingered hand off of his mouth. If his master continued to drink, the Demon of Song would be too weak to struggle any more...

Touya didn't even have the strength to whimper, he just lay limp there against his master, breathing heavilly, deeply, and slowly, his eyes half-hooded. He felt those powerful arms, still around him, and as darkness enveloped his mind, dragging him into a deep sleep, he vowed to somehow get away from his master.

Time passed and Touya woke the next day feeling weak, but better, although his neck was sore. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked around.

Touya groaned slightly, sitting up weakly. At his groan, a crack in the wall formed very close to them, but the Demon of Song didn't seem to notice as he rubbed at his sore and punctured neck. He weakly pulled himself out of the coffin and tried to make it to the door to the bathroom, but tripped slightly, falling onto his knees and scraping them up a bit. After a moment of composing himself, he stood up again and headed into the bathroom without a word to his master.