21. Dangerous Darkness (1/2)

title: of the darkness||chapter: dangerous darknesscharacters: ryou, shou, camulachapters: 21-25||words: 1,101||total: 23,561genre: family, supernatural||rated: pg-13challenge: diversity writing challenge, ygo gx, j6, multi-chapter with 15-25 chaptersnotes: it's an au. it involves vampires.summary: shou invites his

other in after ryou returns from a long trip away. that is his first mistake. it only gets worse from there.

camula's arm tightened more around fubuki. he shifted, not so much trying to ease her grip as he was trying to get a hand into one pocket without her realizing it. he caught first ryou's eye, then yuusuke's, and finally manjoume's. he couldn't say anything; if she had any idea of what he had in mind, then she'd make certain he didn't have a chance to do it.

but they knew what he was capable of. they knew what he would be thinking. it wouldn't stop her, but it would save him, and make certain that they were free to put an end to her.

he'd made that sacrifice before and he never liked doing it. but when he had no other choice, he would always make this one.

"i don't think you can do that," yuusuke said, keeping his attention on camula and not fubuki or ryou. "there's a great deal more to fubuki than you realize."

the vampire queen laughed, the sound grating in fubuki's ears. "he's no mage. i would know if he were one. and he's certainly no warrior."

"that's true," fubuki agreed, wincing the words out even as his fingers dipped into his pocket. he could feel the silk that he kept his goal wrapped in

ush against his fingertips. "my sister's the warrior in the family. you should be glad that she's not here. she wouldn't like the idea of you doing this. not that i'm all that fond of you trying to

uise my throat, either. i make a living with my voice!"

her grip tightened more, until he couldn't speak at all. "be quiet," camula snarled unnecessarily. her gaze shifted back to manjoume. "now, you, storm mage. if you so much as make a move that i don't like, your bard lover pays the price for it."

ryou started to shift toward and now her gaze shot over to him. "stay where you are, pet. make certain that the shape changer and the shadow mage don't do anything." now her gaze moved over to shou. "you, come out of there now. you i want to watch her." camula jerked her head to indicate chaos hunter, who stood with the end of her whip trailing the ground. "if she makes a move, stop her."

the idea of someone as short as shou, who even at his full growth didn't come much past five feet tall, stopping someone like chaos hunter

oke a small laugh out of fubuki. strangled and harsh, but a laugh all the same. camula shifted her grip a little, but while it made it even harder for him to talk, it freed his arm just a little more so he could get it into his pocket.

almost there. almost there.

"now, it's time to see what your blood tastes like, bard," camula hissed. manjoume shook his head sharply.

"you said you wouldn't hurt him unless i did something!" the ojamas appeared next to him, nodding in agreement. fubuki had to admire their sense of timing, even if manjoume looked like he wanted to squash them all right now.

camula's hot

eath ghosted against the side of fubuki's neck. "no, i said if you did something i'd hurt him. but this isn't hurting. this is dinner."