BLOOD. LUST. FAMILY - CHAPTER 2
Mar. 4th, 2021 08:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
learashiPairing: Sakumoto
Genre: Vampire AU, fantasy, drama, mpreg
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Contains violence, gore, blood.
Summary: In which Jun arrives at the hospital, Nino lays down the law to Satoshi and Sho, and Jun is not pleased with his eventual diagnosis.
Previously: Chapter 1
The room which Jun was wheeled into was not what he expected for a hospital, especially one which Nino had apparently frequented. The colour scheme was a soothing palette of neutral tones, and the furnishings resembled those of a luxury hotel suite rather than a hospital room. As a safety measure against accidental sun exposure, the window was covered with heavy metal shutters on the outside which still allowed fresh air to circulate into the room.
Still dizzy and weak, Jun allowed Nino and the calm vampire to assist him out of the chair and up onto the wide bed, propping him up with pillows until he was in a comfortable position.
Nino walked to the door, intent on catching Sho and Satoshi before they burst into the room. “Jun, this is Oguri Shun. He often looks after Vampire Council agents who have been injured. He’s the only doctor I would trust to treat me, so I’m sure you’ll be fine with him.”
After Nino left the room, Oguri-sensei sat down on one of the plush visitors’ chairs and tried to reassure Jun of his good intentions. He pushed his rectangular glasses further up his nose and regarded Jun with his honey-toned eyes, “Your Royal Highness, Ninomiya-san asked me to speak to you.”
“Just speak?” Jun was wary of the doctor’s gentle tone.
“Of course. I would never touch anyone without their permission.”
“That would make a nice change. Sho and my brother always think they should make decisions for me, as if I’m a child. Sho carried me here when I couldn't refuse, like some sort of doll,” Jun grumbled.
“And why couldn't you refuse?” Oguri-sensei gazed at Jun with wide eyes.
Jun looked at a spot somewhere over Oguri’s left shoulder as he mumbled his answer, “Sho thinks that I fainted…I was a bit dizzy, but I’m sure I didn’t pass out.”
“Hmm, so what do you remember?”
“We were arguing and suddenly his voice seemed to be coming from far away, and then we were in the car park downstairs,” Jun said slowly as it dawned on him that Sho might have been right, which was something he didn’t even want to contemplate right now. “But that doesn’t mean that I need to see a doctor. It just means that I needed more sleep, which is what Sho was preventing me from doing. I’ll be fine if I just go home and rest for a few more hours.”
The doctor sat and listened to Jun’s babbling with an impassive expression before waving his hand in the direction of the door. “In that case, off you go. I'm sure that Ninomiya-san will drive you home.”
Jun nodded and attempted to climb down off the bed, struggling feebly to raise himself from the pillows on which he was resting. His attempt to move left him feeling weak and dizzy and Jun soon flopped back down, closing his eyes in an attempt to quell his rising nausea.
“Not feeling so good?” Oguri asked softly.
“I’ll be fine in a minute,” Jun muttered feebly. “And then I’m going home.”
Oguri nodded, “And in the meantime, perhaps you could take a little blood? You’re looking rather pale and dehydrated.”
“I have problems digesting synthetic blood. There is only one kind I can stomach, and even that has been making me feel queasy lately, so I haven’t been drinking much,” Jun admitted.
The expression on Oguri’s face sharpened, “You know that not taking enough blood is dangerous.”
Jun looked down at the circular scar on his left wrist. “Trust me, I know exactly what the consequences can be. I’m not deliberately avoiding it.”
“How about I fetch you some ginger tea and then perhaps you could try to drink a little blood?”
Perking up a little at the mention of tea, Jun warily agreed.
****
“The two of you are beginning to make me angry, and that never ends well.” Nino paced around the small waiting room into which he’d locked Sho and Satoshi in an attempt to prevent them from disturbing Jun’s examination.
“Nino, you have no right to keep me here. Jun is my mate and my place is by his side.” Sho’s body was quivering slightly with repressed tension as he tried to remain calm.
“Not if you are going to make him even more stressed than he already is,” Satoshi retorted.
“I would’ve expected the pair of you to have sorted this out after fifteen years,” Nino sighed. “You have to stop squabbling over Jun. He may be your mate, and your baby brother, but you need to give him some space.”
“But after what happened...” Satoshi muttered as his eyes glowed briefly.
“I know that Jun was traumatized, as we all were to some extent, but he is so much better now.” Nino squeezed Satoshi’s shoulder reassuringly. “We all feel as if we let him down, but we shouldn’t let those feelings of regret make us smother him.”
As the other two spoke, Sho stood with his eyes closed, searching for a sense of how Jun was faring. He could feel a sense of peace and calm flowing into his mind, replacing the anxious pricking which had been setting his nerves on edge for the past few days.
Sho opened his eyes and looked directly at Satoshi, “Maybe I have been smothering him. We have only been mated for such a short time and I am still consumed with the need to keep him only for me. Now that he is calm, I am realizing just how stressed he’s been for the past few weeks.”
Nino smirked and patted Sho on the back. “Now I won’t have to hurt you, which is a relief since I’m wearing my new sneakers today and I wouldn’t want to get them bloody.”
Sho turned angrily to Nino, but his anger melted away as he noted the humour twinkling in the Council agent’s eyes.
Satoshi was still tense, but he took a steadying breath and slowly exhaled, before turning to Sho and speaking slowly, as if choosing his words carefully, “I know that I need to stop treating my brother like a child, and I also know that you would give your life for him, as you have already demonstrated.”
Sho was surprised when Satoshi reached out to him and took his hand, turning it over to expose the jagged scar on the inside of his wrist. Satoshi ran the tip of his finger over it, tracing the thin line which Jun’s fangs had left behind when he had almost drained Sho to the point of death.
“Thank you, your Royal Highness’s,” Nino said, bowing deeply. “I apologise if I have overstepped my mark.”
Satoshi chuckled, “We would be worried if you didn’t.”
“Now may I see Jun?” The unsettled feeling growing in the pit of his stomach told Sho that Jun was once again feeling unwell.
“Shun will contact me when his examination is complete. Until then we will just have to wait.” Nino sat on the chair nearest to the door and gestured to the others to sit. He had no intention to unlock the door just yet.
****
Jun leant over the edge of the bed, shoulders heaving as he spat mouthfuls of blood into the basin Oguri was holding. After drinking the ginger tea, Jun had felt hungry and had managed to drink almost half a litre of synthetic blood, but shortly afterwards his stomach had rebelled. The doctor had been quick to react; grabbing the basin and propping Jun up as he twisted sideways and began to regurgitate the thick red liquid.
Sweat soaked through the sleepwear from home which Jun was still wearing, making the fabric cling to his skin and he shivered involuntarily. The doctor helped Jun to rest back on the pillows and fetched a cloth to wipe the blood from his chin.
“I know that I promised not to touch you, but may I check your pulse?” Oguri asked as he covered the basin with the cloth and placed it to one side.
“I think I’m not very well after all,” Jun whispered.
“Then will you allow me to help you?”
Surrendering to the inevitable, Jun nodded feebly and closed his eyes. The room was spinning and making him feel even more nauseous.
****
There was a timid knock on the door of the waiting room, and a quavering female voice called out, “Excuse me. Pardon me for interrupting but Oguri-sensei has requested Prince Sakurai attend Prince Matsumoto’s room.”
Nino unlocked the door and placed a restraining hand on Sho’s arm as he bounded towards Jun’s room. “Satoshi and I will wait here until Jun decides whether he wants to see anyone else. And please remember to not smother him.”
Satoshi stiffened and looked as if he was about to protest, but instead he simply sat back down to wait, earning himself a small nod of approval from Nino.
****
Sho took a deep breath to steady himself before sliding open the door to Jun’s room. It took every atom of his willpower to not rush over and scoop Jun protectively into his arms.
Jun had swapped his sweaty nightshirt for a soft blue pair of pyjamas and was reclining back against a nest of pillows. His face was almost as pale as the crisp white bedlinen and his eyes were closed. There was an IV line snaking from Jun’s hand to a bag of clear fluid hanging from a metal stand beside his bed.
Oguri looked up from where he was sitting on a chair in the far corner of the room scrolling through a tablet computer, and immediately rose to his feet before speaking quietly to Sho. “Your Royal Highness, Prince Matsumoto is asleep and I would rather not wake him. May I speak with you over here?”
Sho gazed longingly in Jun’s direction before reluctantly moving over to sit opposite the mild-mannered doctor. “How is he? Do you know what's wrong with him?”
Oguri smiled reassuringly and offered Sho a glass of blood from the jug sitting on a side table. Sho wanted to decline, but the doctor pressed the glass into his hand. “Please drink. I’m about to ask you to help Prince Matsumoto by allowing him to drink from you, and I would prefer it if you were well hydrated yourself.”
“Drinking from one’s mate is an intimate act, and not something to be performed on cue,” Sho protested.
“I’m sorry Sir, but your mate is severely blood deprived and extremely weak. It seems that for the past week he has barely been able to keep down more than a few mouthfuls at a time without them making him ill. It is only because he also consumes human food and drink that he isn’t in worse shape than he is presently.”
Those quietly spoken words made Sho’s heart thud anxiously in his chest. “I knew that he has been sleeping longer and feeling lethargic, but I only definitely found out about his vomiting today. That is why I immediately brought him here for an assessment.”
The physician nodded in approval, “You did the right thing. He would have suffered from a complete collapse if left untreated for much longer. As to what is ailing him, I have given him a thorough examination and run some tests. While we are waiting for the results, it would heal him faster if you could give him a little of your blood.”
“Do you think it’s anything serious?”
Oguri squeezed Sho’s shoulder reassuringly as he prepared to take his temporary leave. “Don't worry before you have to. Let’s just see what the test results say. In the meantime, please allow your mate to drink just a small amount in case his stomach rejects your blood. And please do your best to keep him calm; feeling anxious will do his health no good. He seems to be afraid to worry you and others whom he loves, which is why he has been unable to ask for help or reveal exactly how he has been feeling for the past few weeks.”
Heart sinking to the pit of his stomach, Sho took one last gulp of blood before he stood and walked quietly over to Jun, as Oguri left the room after promising to return with the test results as soon as possible.
****
Blinking slowly, Jun rubbed his cheek against the warm fingers which cupped his face. He breathed deeply, savouring the reassuring scent of his mate which invaded his senses and instantly calmed him.
Sho pressed a kiss to Jun’s pale lips and kicked off his shoes before carefully climbing onto the bed and pulling Jun into his arms. Jun’s scent was still much sweeter than usual, Sho noted with concern as he felt their heartbeats synchronize.
“I’m sorry,” Jun whispered into the side of Sho’s neck.
“Pet, it isn’t your fault that you're sick.” Sho smoothed Jun’s hair away from his face and kissed his forehead.
Jun shook his head slightly, “Not for being sick; for not letting you know how I was feeling.”
“As your mate, I should have been more aware,” Sho murmured. “I’m sorry Jun.”
Jun sighed wearily and snuggled closer, draping his limbs over Sho’s body, allowing Sho to feel how thin he had become in the past few days.
Sho shifted slightly, bringing Jun into a more upright position and earning himself a disgruntled whine in the process. “I’m sorry Pet, but before you sleep I need you to feed from me.”
Jun’s eyes flew open and he twisted in Sho’s arms. “Here? Why? No way...”
Sho could feel Jun beginning to panic and remembered his instructions to keep Jun calm. “Shhh my love, don't upset yourself. Oguri-sensei wants you to drink from me as part of your treatment. You want to be well, don't you?”
Jun nodded, but still looked worried, “I feel weak all the time, and I can't keep food or synthetic blood down. I only feel better when I drink from you, but I can't keep doing that. I don't want to hurt you.” A vision of Sho in a hospital bed, pale and almost completely drained flooded Jun’s mind and his breath hitched.
Sho instantly soothed him, “That was a long time ago and under completely different circumstances. You just need to take a little, only a few mouthfuls. You trust me don't you, and Oguri-sensei?”
“Of course I trust you,” Jun replied indignantly, regaining some of his usual fire.
“Then drink, my love.”
Sho lowered his fangs and punctured the ball of his thumb. Jun’s eyes lit up with a faint purple glow at the enticing scent of Sho’s fresh blood. Sho cradled the back of Jun’s head as he slipped his thumb between Jun’s parted lips. Jun slid his tongue around Sho’s digit, lapping at the beads of blood which welled up at the puncture site. Warmth spread slowly through Jun’s body as he increased the flow of blood to a thin trickle by using the tip of his fang to slightly enlarge the wound. Sho tugged at Jun’s hair as a warning to Jun to keep his instincts under control.
Sho recognized that his own heart rate was increasing as Jun sucked the blood from his thumb. Shivers of intense pleasure sparked down his spine and he knew that Jun was feeling the same heightening of his senses. It was extremely difficult to maintain control; in their case the act of drinking turned sexual every time. But this time the circumstances were different and Sho soon reluctantly tugged his hand away from Jun’s mouth.
Jun’s eyebrows knitted together as he frowned sleepily at Sho, murmuring unhappily at the sudden halt to his feeding.
Sho smiled lovingly at his grumpy mate and tucked the covers more closely around Jun as he fell asleep in his arms.
****
The door slid open, admitting Oguri-sensei carrying a sheaf of papers in one hand and his tablet in the other. Sho carefully wriggled out from Jun’s grasp and hopped down from the bed. He slipped his feet back into his shoes and raked his fingers through his hair. Before walking over to join the doctor, Sho checked that he hadn't accidentally woken Jun, happily noting the faint colour which suffused his cheeks.
“Sensei? Do you have the results?” Sho glanced at his watch, noting that four hours had passed; he must have fallen asleep. He instantly felt guilty about leaving Satoshi and Nino in the waiting room for so long.
As if he could read Sho’s mind, the taller man smiled and said, “Don't worry about your friends. I sent them home to wait until you contact them. As for Prince Matsumoto, I am pleased to see him looking so much healthier. You did well.”
“Thank you, and thank you for thinking of Satoshi and Nino. Should I wake Jun?”
“How about we have a coffee and let him sleep a little longer? I would rather tell you both at the same time, but please don't worry, it’s nothing bad.” Oguri said, smiling kindly at Sho.
Almost bursting with impatience, Sho wanted to grab the doctor and shake the diagnosis out of him, but for Jun’s sake he controlled himself.
“But I’m awake,” Jun piped up from his bed in a voice thick from sleep. “And I need you to tell me NOW.”
Sho turned and couldn’t help but smile at his mate who was sitting up with his hair sticking out in twenty different directions and attempting to appear regal, even though clad in the baby blue pyjamas he’d changed into after his other clothes became soaked with sweat.
“As you wish, Your Royal Highness,” Oguri replied, with a smile of his own, pleased by the improvement in his patient. “Will you allow me to ask you some questions?” He turned to Sho and added, “I’m afraid they are going to be quite personal, so I will apologize in advance.”
Jun nodded and Sho moved closer to the bed and stood beside it in an obviously protective stance.
“Your last bonding renewal was eight weeks ago?”
“Yes.”
“And of course you don’t use condoms or any other forms of birth control when you undertake your mating ritual?”
“No.” Jun blushed and Sho glared at the doctor, who adjusted his glasses and made a note on his tablet.
“You are aware that the only time vampires are able to breed is during the full moon of their mating rites? And that it is the submissive mate who decides when to become fertile and conceive?”
“Of course,” Sho replied confidently. “But our mating is too recent and Jun is far too young to be capable of breeding just yet. We all know that it takes decades of mating rituals before fertility is triggered.”
“This is true, except in the case where there is a particularly virile and dominant partner. If this is the case the partner can influence their mate and induce them to breed without them making a conscious decision.”
Jun looked confused, but Sho immediately understood why Oguri-sensei was asking these particular questions. “Does this mean what I think it does? You're telling us that Jun has been bred?”
A faint squeak of distress came out of Jun’s mouth as he disbelievingly clutched his stomach.
“The test results came back positive and I would estimate you to be approximately seven weeks pregnant, Prince Matsumoto. I would like your permission to perform an ultrasound to confirm this,” Oguri said, ignoring Sho and speaking directly to Jun, who had visibly paled at the news.
“NO!” Jun blurted as he sat upright and looked wildly around.
“You don't want the ultrasound?” Sho was confused.
Jun’s eyes glowed with anger. “I don't want to be pregnant.”
Sho reached for Jun’s hand, earning himself a deep gash across his palm as Jun hissed and slashed at him with his unsheathed claws. “Jun I don't understand how you can say that. Why aren't you happy?”
“Happy that you bred me and made me pregnant when we have only been mated for fifteen years? Happy that I had no say in the matter? Happy that you took the right to choose away from me?” Jun’s voice rose in pitch as he spoke and his chest heaved as he began to hyperventilate.
“It wasn't a conscious decision,” Sho said, in an attempt to reason with Jun. “I certainly wasn't aware of influencing you to that extent. Once our mating begins we both lose ourselves and run on instinct.”
“Well obviously your instinct was to force me to breed,” Jun spat out angrily.
“Not once have I ever forced you into anything.” Sho’s eyes glittered with angry red sparks as he responded loudly, prompting Oguri to place a warning hand on Sho’s arm.
“This is a disaster. I don't want this, it's too soon.” Jun sounded frantic now. “I'm sure there's been a mistake.”
“Pet, please...this is a good thing.” Sho tried again to get close to Jun who flinched and shied away.
Jun’s abrupt movement pulled the cannula from his arm and blood trickled down his hand. The doctor immediately stepped in and grabbed Jun’s flailing arm and placed pressure on the torn flesh. He turned to Sho and gestured for him to leave.
“Prince Sakurai, please give us a few minutes,” Oguri said as he tried to make Jun stay still. When he saw Sho take a deep breath as if preparing to argue he added, “Leave the room. Now.” The honeyed glow of Oguri’s eyes underlined that he would not tolerate Sho distressing his patient for another moment.
****
Once Sho had reluctantly departed, Oguri sat carefully down on the edge of the bed. He inserted a new cannula into the vein Jun’s other arm as the previous site began to heal, although slower than usual due to Jun’s unwell state.
“Your Royal Highness…”
Jun interrupted, “Please stop calling me that. After all of the poking and prodding you did in places which only my mate gets to see, we should be on a first name basis.”
Oguri’s handsome face lit up with a grin as he tried out this new form of address, “Jun-sama?”
“Shun-sensei.” Jun replied with a twitch of the corners of his mouth, which wasn't quite a smile, but close. There was an aura of calm emanating from the doctor, which filled the room and soothed Jun’s nerves slightly.
“It is true that Prince Sakurai triggered your breeding cycle, but he couldn't have succeeded if you were unwilling.” Shun assisted Jun to sit up and sip some water. “Have you never imagined bearing his offspring?”
“Of course I have. We are mates, it’s only natural that we will breed,” Jun replied with an irritated shake of his head; he was much more interested in the first part of Shun’s words. “Are you implying that this is my fault?”
“It’s nobody’s fault. It is something which occurs extremely rarely when a mated pair is particularly compatible. Ninomiya-san told me about your abduction prior to your handfasting and mating. He mentioned that you were able to mentally communicate with Prince Sho and give him some clues as to the identity of your abductor. I believe that this incident you experienced fifteen years ago and the linking of your emotions, may have played a part in creating an intense bond between the pair of you much more quickly than is usual.” Shun rearranged Jun’s pillows and gently lowered him back down into a comfortable position.
Jun nodded slowly, “It’s true that when I was at my lowest it was Sho who I longed for. Thoughts of him filled my mind and my heart. Before that moment I had always relied on Satoshi for comfort, but visions of Sho gave me the strength to go on.”
“With such a bond it is understandable that this early breeding cycle is possible, and not something which either of you did deliberately, but rather it was a result of your deep connection,” Shun said gently. “You shouldn't be angry with Prince Sakurai or yourself, even though this is not something which you want right now.”
“I can't make myself be happy about this just to make everyone else feel better,” Jun said, looking up at the doctor.
“Just give yourself some time to adjust to the idea,” Shun replied. “May I retrieve Prince Sakurai so that he may observe the ultrasound?”
Jun looked unhappy, but nodded anyway, biting his bottom lip as his head buzzed with a whirl of mixed emotions.
****
“Just a few more sips.” Sho held the glass of water in front of Jun’s face, ignoring the narrowed eyes of his mate.
Jun curled his lip but managed to force down the last few mouthfuls of the litre of water which Shun-sensei had asked him to drink to enable the ultrasound to be undertaken.
“Pet, please don't be angry with me,” Sho said sadly, attempting to hold Jun’s hand.
Jun tugged his hand away. “I'm not. Well not as much as I was earlier.”
“Sorry to intrude,” Shun said as he wheeled a portable ultrasound machine into the suite. “This should give us an idea about how your vampling is developing. We should be able to see a heartbeat by this stage.”
Jun listlessly untied his pyjama top and looked away from the screen as the doctor smeared his belly with gel. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists as he sensed Sho’s excitement and the rapid thrumming of Sho’s heart.
“Can you please lift your hips a little Jun-sama?” Shun-sensei asked in a calm tone which belied the slight frown which creased his forehead.
Jun sighed and complied, still refusing to look at the screen. He knew that it was childish of him, but somehow he thought that if he didn't see the tiny life inside of him then it didn't actually exist.
Sho leant forward and held his breath as Shun made a small clicking noise with his tongue. “Sensei? Is there something wrong?”
“I'm not sure…” Shun moved the wand over Jun’s belly as if searching for something. “I can find the egg sac, but I don't seem to be able to find a heartbeat.”
Jun’s head snapped around to face the screen and a cold sweat pricked his skin at the doctor's words. His earlier detachment evaporated the instant that his vampling’s life was threatened. Jun raised his head and blindly groped for Sho’s hand as he desperately raked his eyes over the fuzzy picture on the screen. Sho squeezed back tightly as they tried to see a flicker of life. It was suddenly hard for Jun to breathe as fear and guilt gripped him. What if his rejection of his youngling had caused it irreparable damage?
“Sho, I'm s-sorry.” Tears blurred Jun’s vision, making the already difficult to distinguish picture on the screen turn into an abstract blob.
“Hush my love,” Sho murmured, dragging his eyes away from the screen and pressing a reassuring kiss to Jun’s lips. “I'm sure that if our vampling is as strong as you, we have nothing to fear.”
“There we go.” After a few moments longer, Shun pointed to a tiny fluttering pulse of movement. “Found it. Your young one was playing hard to get.”
Jun was transfixed by the sight, and warmth flooded his body along with an overwhelming sense of relief.
“I'll just go and make arrangements to keep you here for the next couple of days until your fluids are replenished and your nausea is under control,” Shun said as he gently wiped the gel from Jun’s belly before heading to the door. He paused before he slid the door open and looked over his shoulder. “Congratulations to you both.”
Sho stroked his fingers over the smooth skin of Jun’s bare belly before covering it with Jun’s pyjama top and tucking the blanket around Jun’s waist. Jun reached up and clung to Sho’s neck, pulling himself into a sitting position and burying his face into Sho’s chest, surprising his mate who was almost knocked off his feet.
Once again Jun frantically began to apologize, “I am so sorry. I shouldn't have said that I don't want to be pregnant. What if our vampling could sense that I rejected them? What if they don’t thrive?”
Sho, sensing that Jun was near to panicking, lengthened his claws and gripped Jun’s nape in a gesture of dominance. Jun stilled immediately, relaxing against Sho’s solid body as Sho reassured him, “You were in shock. You didn't know what you were saying.”
“But I did. I meant every word. I didn't want to be pregnant. I don't know how to do this and I thought that I had decades in which to learn.”
“And now? How you feel now is more important.”
“As soon as I thought that something had gone wrong, I knew that I wanted our vampling more than anything I have ever wanted in my entire life,” Jun replied fervently.
“Then that's what counts. Forget what you said earlier and focus on keeping yourself and our youngling healthy. You know that I will do everything within my power to care for and protect you both, my love.” Sho released his hold on Jun’s nape and stroked Jun’s belly with his fingertips. “You’ve made me so very happy and proud.”
Jun beamed with pride but wriggled away from Sho’s touch, causing Sho to tense. “Pet, did I hurt you? Is there a problem?”
“Sorry, but I just drank over a litre of water and I really need to pee,” Jun replied with a slight blush.
Sho laughed and helped Jun up from the bed, wheeling his IV stand as they slowly made their way to the adjoining bathroom. “That is definitely not a problem. In fact there is only one thing which worries me right now.”
“What?” Jun blinked at Sho with concern.
Sho sighed and ran his hand through his hair smiling ruefully at his mate. “I am worried about what Satoshi is going to do to me when he finds out that I have accidentally impregnated his baby brother.”
Genre: Vampire AU, fantasy, drama, mpreg
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Contains violence, gore, blood.
Summary: In which Jun arrives at the hospital, Nino lays down the law to Satoshi and Sho, and Jun is not pleased with his eventual diagnosis.
Previously: Chapter 1
The room which Jun was wheeled into was not what he expected for a hospital, especially one which Nino had apparently frequented. The colour scheme was a soothing palette of neutral tones, and the furnishings resembled those of a luxury hotel suite rather than a hospital room. As a safety measure against accidental sun exposure, the window was covered with heavy metal shutters on the outside which still allowed fresh air to circulate into the room.
Still dizzy and weak, Jun allowed Nino and the calm vampire to assist him out of the chair and up onto the wide bed, propping him up with pillows until he was in a comfortable position.
Nino walked to the door, intent on catching Sho and Satoshi before they burst into the room. “Jun, this is Oguri Shun. He often looks after Vampire Council agents who have been injured. He’s the only doctor I would trust to treat me, so I’m sure you’ll be fine with him.”
After Nino left the room, Oguri-sensei sat down on one of the plush visitors’ chairs and tried to reassure Jun of his good intentions. He pushed his rectangular glasses further up his nose and regarded Jun with his honey-toned eyes, “Your Royal Highness, Ninomiya-san asked me to speak to you.”
“Just speak?” Jun was wary of the doctor’s gentle tone.
“Of course. I would never touch anyone without their permission.”
“That would make a nice change. Sho and my brother always think they should make decisions for me, as if I’m a child. Sho carried me here when I couldn't refuse, like some sort of doll,” Jun grumbled.
“And why couldn't you refuse?” Oguri-sensei gazed at Jun with wide eyes.
Jun looked at a spot somewhere over Oguri’s left shoulder as he mumbled his answer, “Sho thinks that I fainted…I was a bit dizzy, but I’m sure I didn’t pass out.”
“Hmm, so what do you remember?”
“We were arguing and suddenly his voice seemed to be coming from far away, and then we were in the car park downstairs,” Jun said slowly as it dawned on him that Sho might have been right, which was something he didn’t even want to contemplate right now. “But that doesn’t mean that I need to see a doctor. It just means that I needed more sleep, which is what Sho was preventing me from doing. I’ll be fine if I just go home and rest for a few more hours.”
The doctor sat and listened to Jun’s babbling with an impassive expression before waving his hand in the direction of the door. “In that case, off you go. I'm sure that Ninomiya-san will drive you home.”
Jun nodded and attempted to climb down off the bed, struggling feebly to raise himself from the pillows on which he was resting. His attempt to move left him feeling weak and dizzy and Jun soon flopped back down, closing his eyes in an attempt to quell his rising nausea.
“Not feeling so good?” Oguri asked softly.
“I’ll be fine in a minute,” Jun muttered feebly. “And then I’m going home.”
Oguri nodded, “And in the meantime, perhaps you could take a little blood? You’re looking rather pale and dehydrated.”
“I have problems digesting synthetic blood. There is only one kind I can stomach, and even that has been making me feel queasy lately, so I haven’t been drinking much,” Jun admitted.
The expression on Oguri’s face sharpened, “You know that not taking enough blood is dangerous.”
Jun looked down at the circular scar on his left wrist. “Trust me, I know exactly what the consequences can be. I’m not deliberately avoiding it.”
“How about I fetch you some ginger tea and then perhaps you could try to drink a little blood?”
Perking up a little at the mention of tea, Jun warily agreed.
****
“The two of you are beginning to make me angry, and that never ends well.” Nino paced around the small waiting room into which he’d locked Sho and Satoshi in an attempt to prevent them from disturbing Jun’s examination.
“Nino, you have no right to keep me here. Jun is my mate and my place is by his side.” Sho’s body was quivering slightly with repressed tension as he tried to remain calm.
“Not if you are going to make him even more stressed than he already is,” Satoshi retorted.
“I would’ve expected the pair of you to have sorted this out after fifteen years,” Nino sighed. “You have to stop squabbling over Jun. He may be your mate, and your baby brother, but you need to give him some space.”
“But after what happened...” Satoshi muttered as his eyes glowed briefly.
“I know that Jun was traumatized, as we all were to some extent, but he is so much better now.” Nino squeezed Satoshi’s shoulder reassuringly. “We all feel as if we let him down, but we shouldn’t let those feelings of regret make us smother him.”
As the other two spoke, Sho stood with his eyes closed, searching for a sense of how Jun was faring. He could feel a sense of peace and calm flowing into his mind, replacing the anxious pricking which had been setting his nerves on edge for the past few days.
Sho opened his eyes and looked directly at Satoshi, “Maybe I have been smothering him. We have only been mated for such a short time and I am still consumed with the need to keep him only for me. Now that he is calm, I am realizing just how stressed he’s been for the past few weeks.”
Nino smirked and patted Sho on the back. “Now I won’t have to hurt you, which is a relief since I’m wearing my new sneakers today and I wouldn’t want to get them bloody.”
Sho turned angrily to Nino, but his anger melted away as he noted the humour twinkling in the Council agent’s eyes.
Satoshi was still tense, but he took a steadying breath and slowly exhaled, before turning to Sho and speaking slowly, as if choosing his words carefully, “I know that I need to stop treating my brother like a child, and I also know that you would give your life for him, as you have already demonstrated.”
Sho was surprised when Satoshi reached out to him and took his hand, turning it over to expose the jagged scar on the inside of his wrist. Satoshi ran the tip of his finger over it, tracing the thin line which Jun’s fangs had left behind when he had almost drained Sho to the point of death.
“Thank you, your Royal Highness’s,” Nino said, bowing deeply. “I apologise if I have overstepped my mark.”
Satoshi chuckled, “We would be worried if you didn’t.”
“Now may I see Jun?” The unsettled feeling growing in the pit of his stomach told Sho that Jun was once again feeling unwell.
“Shun will contact me when his examination is complete. Until then we will just have to wait.” Nino sat on the chair nearest to the door and gestured to the others to sit. He had no intention to unlock the door just yet.
****
Jun leant over the edge of the bed, shoulders heaving as he spat mouthfuls of blood into the basin Oguri was holding. After drinking the ginger tea, Jun had felt hungry and had managed to drink almost half a litre of synthetic blood, but shortly afterwards his stomach had rebelled. The doctor had been quick to react; grabbing the basin and propping Jun up as he twisted sideways and began to regurgitate the thick red liquid.
Sweat soaked through the sleepwear from home which Jun was still wearing, making the fabric cling to his skin and he shivered involuntarily. The doctor helped Jun to rest back on the pillows and fetched a cloth to wipe the blood from his chin.
“I know that I promised not to touch you, but may I check your pulse?” Oguri asked as he covered the basin with the cloth and placed it to one side.
“I think I’m not very well after all,” Jun whispered.
“Then will you allow me to help you?”
Surrendering to the inevitable, Jun nodded feebly and closed his eyes. The room was spinning and making him feel even more nauseous.
****
There was a timid knock on the door of the waiting room, and a quavering female voice called out, “Excuse me. Pardon me for interrupting but Oguri-sensei has requested Prince Sakurai attend Prince Matsumoto’s room.”
Nino unlocked the door and placed a restraining hand on Sho’s arm as he bounded towards Jun’s room. “Satoshi and I will wait here until Jun decides whether he wants to see anyone else. And please remember to not smother him.”
Satoshi stiffened and looked as if he was about to protest, but instead he simply sat back down to wait, earning himself a small nod of approval from Nino.
****
Sho took a deep breath to steady himself before sliding open the door to Jun’s room. It took every atom of his willpower to not rush over and scoop Jun protectively into his arms.
Jun had swapped his sweaty nightshirt for a soft blue pair of pyjamas and was reclining back against a nest of pillows. His face was almost as pale as the crisp white bedlinen and his eyes were closed. There was an IV line snaking from Jun’s hand to a bag of clear fluid hanging from a metal stand beside his bed.
Oguri looked up from where he was sitting on a chair in the far corner of the room scrolling through a tablet computer, and immediately rose to his feet before speaking quietly to Sho. “Your Royal Highness, Prince Matsumoto is asleep and I would rather not wake him. May I speak with you over here?”
Sho gazed longingly in Jun’s direction before reluctantly moving over to sit opposite the mild-mannered doctor. “How is he? Do you know what's wrong with him?”
Oguri smiled reassuringly and offered Sho a glass of blood from the jug sitting on a side table. Sho wanted to decline, but the doctor pressed the glass into his hand. “Please drink. I’m about to ask you to help Prince Matsumoto by allowing him to drink from you, and I would prefer it if you were well hydrated yourself.”
“Drinking from one’s mate is an intimate act, and not something to be performed on cue,” Sho protested.
“I’m sorry Sir, but your mate is severely blood deprived and extremely weak. It seems that for the past week he has barely been able to keep down more than a few mouthfuls at a time without them making him ill. It is only because he also consumes human food and drink that he isn’t in worse shape than he is presently.”
Those quietly spoken words made Sho’s heart thud anxiously in his chest. “I knew that he has been sleeping longer and feeling lethargic, but I only definitely found out about his vomiting today. That is why I immediately brought him here for an assessment.”
The physician nodded in approval, “You did the right thing. He would have suffered from a complete collapse if left untreated for much longer. As to what is ailing him, I have given him a thorough examination and run some tests. While we are waiting for the results, it would heal him faster if you could give him a little of your blood.”
“Do you think it’s anything serious?”
Oguri squeezed Sho’s shoulder reassuringly as he prepared to take his temporary leave. “Don't worry before you have to. Let’s just see what the test results say. In the meantime, please allow your mate to drink just a small amount in case his stomach rejects your blood. And please do your best to keep him calm; feeling anxious will do his health no good. He seems to be afraid to worry you and others whom he loves, which is why he has been unable to ask for help or reveal exactly how he has been feeling for the past few weeks.”
Heart sinking to the pit of his stomach, Sho took one last gulp of blood before he stood and walked quietly over to Jun, as Oguri left the room after promising to return with the test results as soon as possible.
****
Blinking slowly, Jun rubbed his cheek against the warm fingers which cupped his face. He breathed deeply, savouring the reassuring scent of his mate which invaded his senses and instantly calmed him.
Sho pressed a kiss to Jun’s pale lips and kicked off his shoes before carefully climbing onto the bed and pulling Jun into his arms. Jun’s scent was still much sweeter than usual, Sho noted with concern as he felt their heartbeats synchronize.
“I’m sorry,” Jun whispered into the side of Sho’s neck.
“Pet, it isn’t your fault that you're sick.” Sho smoothed Jun’s hair away from his face and kissed his forehead.
Jun shook his head slightly, “Not for being sick; for not letting you know how I was feeling.”
“As your mate, I should have been more aware,” Sho murmured. “I’m sorry Jun.”
Jun sighed wearily and snuggled closer, draping his limbs over Sho’s body, allowing Sho to feel how thin he had become in the past few days.
Sho shifted slightly, bringing Jun into a more upright position and earning himself a disgruntled whine in the process. “I’m sorry Pet, but before you sleep I need you to feed from me.”
Jun’s eyes flew open and he twisted in Sho’s arms. “Here? Why? No way...”
Sho could feel Jun beginning to panic and remembered his instructions to keep Jun calm. “Shhh my love, don't upset yourself. Oguri-sensei wants you to drink from me as part of your treatment. You want to be well, don't you?”
Jun nodded, but still looked worried, “I feel weak all the time, and I can't keep food or synthetic blood down. I only feel better when I drink from you, but I can't keep doing that. I don't want to hurt you.” A vision of Sho in a hospital bed, pale and almost completely drained flooded Jun’s mind and his breath hitched.
Sho instantly soothed him, “That was a long time ago and under completely different circumstances. You just need to take a little, only a few mouthfuls. You trust me don't you, and Oguri-sensei?”
“Of course I trust you,” Jun replied indignantly, regaining some of his usual fire.
“Then drink, my love.”
Sho lowered his fangs and punctured the ball of his thumb. Jun’s eyes lit up with a faint purple glow at the enticing scent of Sho’s fresh blood. Sho cradled the back of Jun’s head as he slipped his thumb between Jun’s parted lips. Jun slid his tongue around Sho’s digit, lapping at the beads of blood which welled up at the puncture site. Warmth spread slowly through Jun’s body as he increased the flow of blood to a thin trickle by using the tip of his fang to slightly enlarge the wound. Sho tugged at Jun’s hair as a warning to Jun to keep his instincts under control.
Sho recognized that his own heart rate was increasing as Jun sucked the blood from his thumb. Shivers of intense pleasure sparked down his spine and he knew that Jun was feeling the same heightening of his senses. It was extremely difficult to maintain control; in their case the act of drinking turned sexual every time. But this time the circumstances were different and Sho soon reluctantly tugged his hand away from Jun’s mouth.
Jun’s eyebrows knitted together as he frowned sleepily at Sho, murmuring unhappily at the sudden halt to his feeding.
Sho smiled lovingly at his grumpy mate and tucked the covers more closely around Jun as he fell asleep in his arms.
****
The door slid open, admitting Oguri-sensei carrying a sheaf of papers in one hand and his tablet in the other. Sho carefully wriggled out from Jun’s grasp and hopped down from the bed. He slipped his feet back into his shoes and raked his fingers through his hair. Before walking over to join the doctor, Sho checked that he hadn't accidentally woken Jun, happily noting the faint colour which suffused his cheeks.
“Sensei? Do you have the results?” Sho glanced at his watch, noting that four hours had passed; he must have fallen asleep. He instantly felt guilty about leaving Satoshi and Nino in the waiting room for so long.
As if he could read Sho’s mind, the taller man smiled and said, “Don't worry about your friends. I sent them home to wait until you contact them. As for Prince Matsumoto, I am pleased to see him looking so much healthier. You did well.”
“Thank you, and thank you for thinking of Satoshi and Nino. Should I wake Jun?”
“How about we have a coffee and let him sleep a little longer? I would rather tell you both at the same time, but please don't worry, it’s nothing bad.” Oguri said, smiling kindly at Sho.
Almost bursting with impatience, Sho wanted to grab the doctor and shake the diagnosis out of him, but for Jun’s sake he controlled himself.
“But I’m awake,” Jun piped up from his bed in a voice thick from sleep. “And I need you to tell me NOW.”
Sho turned and couldn’t help but smile at his mate who was sitting up with his hair sticking out in twenty different directions and attempting to appear regal, even though clad in the baby blue pyjamas he’d changed into after his other clothes became soaked with sweat.
“As you wish, Your Royal Highness,” Oguri replied, with a smile of his own, pleased by the improvement in his patient. “Will you allow me to ask you some questions?” He turned to Sho and added, “I’m afraid they are going to be quite personal, so I will apologize in advance.”
Jun nodded and Sho moved closer to the bed and stood beside it in an obviously protective stance.
“Your last bonding renewal was eight weeks ago?”
“Yes.”
“And of course you don’t use condoms or any other forms of birth control when you undertake your mating ritual?”
“No.” Jun blushed and Sho glared at the doctor, who adjusted his glasses and made a note on his tablet.
“You are aware that the only time vampires are able to breed is during the full moon of their mating rites? And that it is the submissive mate who decides when to become fertile and conceive?”
“Of course,” Sho replied confidently. “But our mating is too recent and Jun is far too young to be capable of breeding just yet. We all know that it takes decades of mating rituals before fertility is triggered.”
“This is true, except in the case where there is a particularly virile and dominant partner. If this is the case the partner can influence their mate and induce them to breed without them making a conscious decision.”
Jun looked confused, but Sho immediately understood why Oguri-sensei was asking these particular questions. “Does this mean what I think it does? You're telling us that Jun has been bred?”
A faint squeak of distress came out of Jun’s mouth as he disbelievingly clutched his stomach.
“The test results came back positive and I would estimate you to be approximately seven weeks pregnant, Prince Matsumoto. I would like your permission to perform an ultrasound to confirm this,” Oguri said, ignoring Sho and speaking directly to Jun, who had visibly paled at the news.
“NO!” Jun blurted as he sat upright and looked wildly around.
“You don't want the ultrasound?” Sho was confused.
Jun’s eyes glowed with anger. “I don't want to be pregnant.”
Sho reached for Jun’s hand, earning himself a deep gash across his palm as Jun hissed and slashed at him with his unsheathed claws. “Jun I don't understand how you can say that. Why aren't you happy?”
“Happy that you bred me and made me pregnant when we have only been mated for fifteen years? Happy that I had no say in the matter? Happy that you took the right to choose away from me?” Jun’s voice rose in pitch as he spoke and his chest heaved as he began to hyperventilate.
“It wasn't a conscious decision,” Sho said, in an attempt to reason with Jun. “I certainly wasn't aware of influencing you to that extent. Once our mating begins we both lose ourselves and run on instinct.”
“Well obviously your instinct was to force me to breed,” Jun spat out angrily.
“Not once have I ever forced you into anything.” Sho’s eyes glittered with angry red sparks as he responded loudly, prompting Oguri to place a warning hand on Sho’s arm.
“This is a disaster. I don't want this, it's too soon.” Jun sounded frantic now. “I'm sure there's been a mistake.”
“Pet, please...this is a good thing.” Sho tried again to get close to Jun who flinched and shied away.
Jun’s abrupt movement pulled the cannula from his arm and blood trickled down his hand. The doctor immediately stepped in and grabbed Jun’s flailing arm and placed pressure on the torn flesh. He turned to Sho and gestured for him to leave.
“Prince Sakurai, please give us a few minutes,” Oguri said as he tried to make Jun stay still. When he saw Sho take a deep breath as if preparing to argue he added, “Leave the room. Now.” The honeyed glow of Oguri’s eyes underlined that he would not tolerate Sho distressing his patient for another moment.
****
Once Sho had reluctantly departed, Oguri sat carefully down on the edge of the bed. He inserted a new cannula into the vein Jun’s other arm as the previous site began to heal, although slower than usual due to Jun’s unwell state.
“Your Royal Highness…”
Jun interrupted, “Please stop calling me that. After all of the poking and prodding you did in places which only my mate gets to see, we should be on a first name basis.”
Oguri’s handsome face lit up with a grin as he tried out this new form of address, “Jun-sama?”
“Shun-sensei.” Jun replied with a twitch of the corners of his mouth, which wasn't quite a smile, but close. There was an aura of calm emanating from the doctor, which filled the room and soothed Jun’s nerves slightly.
“It is true that Prince Sakurai triggered your breeding cycle, but he couldn't have succeeded if you were unwilling.” Shun assisted Jun to sit up and sip some water. “Have you never imagined bearing his offspring?”
“Of course I have. We are mates, it’s only natural that we will breed,” Jun replied with an irritated shake of his head; he was much more interested in the first part of Shun’s words. “Are you implying that this is my fault?”
“It’s nobody’s fault. It is something which occurs extremely rarely when a mated pair is particularly compatible. Ninomiya-san told me about your abduction prior to your handfasting and mating. He mentioned that you were able to mentally communicate with Prince Sho and give him some clues as to the identity of your abductor. I believe that this incident you experienced fifteen years ago and the linking of your emotions, may have played a part in creating an intense bond between the pair of you much more quickly than is usual.” Shun rearranged Jun’s pillows and gently lowered him back down into a comfortable position.
Jun nodded slowly, “It’s true that when I was at my lowest it was Sho who I longed for. Thoughts of him filled my mind and my heart. Before that moment I had always relied on Satoshi for comfort, but visions of Sho gave me the strength to go on.”
“With such a bond it is understandable that this early breeding cycle is possible, and not something which either of you did deliberately, but rather it was a result of your deep connection,” Shun said gently. “You shouldn't be angry with Prince Sakurai or yourself, even though this is not something which you want right now.”
“I can't make myself be happy about this just to make everyone else feel better,” Jun said, looking up at the doctor.
“Just give yourself some time to adjust to the idea,” Shun replied. “May I retrieve Prince Sakurai so that he may observe the ultrasound?”
Jun looked unhappy, but nodded anyway, biting his bottom lip as his head buzzed with a whirl of mixed emotions.
****
“Just a few more sips.” Sho held the glass of water in front of Jun’s face, ignoring the narrowed eyes of his mate.
Jun curled his lip but managed to force down the last few mouthfuls of the litre of water which Shun-sensei had asked him to drink to enable the ultrasound to be undertaken.
“Pet, please don't be angry with me,” Sho said sadly, attempting to hold Jun’s hand.
Jun tugged his hand away. “I'm not. Well not as much as I was earlier.”
“Sorry to intrude,” Shun said as he wheeled a portable ultrasound machine into the suite. “This should give us an idea about how your vampling is developing. We should be able to see a heartbeat by this stage.”
Jun listlessly untied his pyjama top and looked away from the screen as the doctor smeared his belly with gel. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists as he sensed Sho’s excitement and the rapid thrumming of Sho’s heart.
“Can you please lift your hips a little Jun-sama?” Shun-sensei asked in a calm tone which belied the slight frown which creased his forehead.
Jun sighed and complied, still refusing to look at the screen. He knew that it was childish of him, but somehow he thought that if he didn't see the tiny life inside of him then it didn't actually exist.
Sho leant forward and held his breath as Shun made a small clicking noise with his tongue. “Sensei? Is there something wrong?”
“I'm not sure…” Shun moved the wand over Jun’s belly as if searching for something. “I can find the egg sac, but I don't seem to be able to find a heartbeat.”
Jun’s head snapped around to face the screen and a cold sweat pricked his skin at the doctor's words. His earlier detachment evaporated the instant that his vampling’s life was threatened. Jun raised his head and blindly groped for Sho’s hand as he desperately raked his eyes over the fuzzy picture on the screen. Sho squeezed back tightly as they tried to see a flicker of life. It was suddenly hard for Jun to breathe as fear and guilt gripped him. What if his rejection of his youngling had caused it irreparable damage?
“Sho, I'm s-sorry.” Tears blurred Jun’s vision, making the already difficult to distinguish picture on the screen turn into an abstract blob.
“Hush my love,” Sho murmured, dragging his eyes away from the screen and pressing a reassuring kiss to Jun’s lips. “I'm sure that if our vampling is as strong as you, we have nothing to fear.”
“There we go.” After a few moments longer, Shun pointed to a tiny fluttering pulse of movement. “Found it. Your young one was playing hard to get.”
Jun was transfixed by the sight, and warmth flooded his body along with an overwhelming sense of relief.
“I'll just go and make arrangements to keep you here for the next couple of days until your fluids are replenished and your nausea is under control,” Shun said as he gently wiped the gel from Jun’s belly before heading to the door. He paused before he slid the door open and looked over his shoulder. “Congratulations to you both.”
Sho stroked his fingers over the smooth skin of Jun’s bare belly before covering it with Jun’s pyjama top and tucking the blanket around Jun’s waist. Jun reached up and clung to Sho’s neck, pulling himself into a sitting position and burying his face into Sho’s chest, surprising his mate who was almost knocked off his feet.
Once again Jun frantically began to apologize, “I am so sorry. I shouldn't have said that I don't want to be pregnant. What if our vampling could sense that I rejected them? What if they don’t thrive?”
Sho, sensing that Jun was near to panicking, lengthened his claws and gripped Jun’s nape in a gesture of dominance. Jun stilled immediately, relaxing against Sho’s solid body as Sho reassured him, “You were in shock. You didn't know what you were saying.”
“But I did. I meant every word. I didn't want to be pregnant. I don't know how to do this and I thought that I had decades in which to learn.”
“And now? How you feel now is more important.”
“As soon as I thought that something had gone wrong, I knew that I wanted our vampling more than anything I have ever wanted in my entire life,” Jun replied fervently.
“Then that's what counts. Forget what you said earlier and focus on keeping yourself and our youngling healthy. You know that I will do everything within my power to care for and protect you both, my love.” Sho released his hold on Jun’s nape and stroked Jun’s belly with his fingertips. “You’ve made me so very happy and proud.”
Jun beamed with pride but wriggled away from Sho’s touch, causing Sho to tense. “Pet, did I hurt you? Is there a problem?”
“Sorry, but I just drank over a litre of water and I really need to pee,” Jun replied with a slight blush.
Sho laughed and helped Jun up from the bed, wheeling his IV stand as they slowly made their way to the adjoining bathroom. “That is definitely not a problem. In fact there is only one thing which worries me right now.”
“What?” Jun blinked at Sho with concern.
Sho sighed and ran his hand through his hair smiling ruefully at his mate. “I am worried about what Satoshi is going to do to me when he finds out that I have accidentally impregnated his baby brother.”
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Date: 2021-03-04 02:55 pm (UTC)As I am not a Sho/Jun-Fan I'm living more for the interactions between the five of them and all that. Sorry :/
But it is a fun read XD I like that they are all overly protective of Jun, would love to know more about Aiba and his children, will one of them take over his post in future? About Nino who seems to be a cool and very potent agent which is somehow funny how they respect him even if he seems to be generally weaker or at least of lower status and would have to follow their word as future kings
Curious about the baby Jun is about to get (and I like that they call it vampling XD)
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Date: 2021-03-11 10:49 pm (UTC)It has not been made clear yet what status Nino is, apart from his job as Vampire Council agent. Later on, Jun will attempt to get closer to him, and find out more.
I don't even know how Aiba found the time to get married and have five children, since he works every night ;)