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During lunch, Airi and Shizuku were sitting down on the rooftop of the school. Well, Airi was sitting down, having nearly passed out earlier today in class. Shizuku was fluttering about her, a concerned expression on her face. Airi tried to stand up, but a wave of dizziness and lightheadedness crashed into her and she had to sit down.
Shizuku gasped and rushed in, cradling Airi in her arms, worry evident in her eyes.
Airi’s stomach grumbled loudly, and she looked up at Shizuku, a dazed look in her eyes.
“Airi-chan, are you okay? Do you need to feed today?”
Airi shook her head, but then her stomach grumbled again and Shizuku immediately dropped to her knees and tilted her head so that Airi could access her neck. However, Shizuku's hands were shaking slightly, and there was a fearful expression on her face. A dull ache settled in her jaw, urging her to just lean forward and bite.
She shook her head again to clear the fog clouding her mind, but it didn’t really help, and shut her mouth tightly so as to not be tempted to bite.
“You can bite, Airi-chan! I don’t mind!” Even as she said this, her voice trembled and her hands shook.
Airi opened her mouth a bit just to mumble, “nah, I’m good,” and another wave of desperation crashed over her as soon as she opened her mouth just a bit. She forced herself to slam it shut once more.
It had probably been at least a month since Airi had last fed, and she would have to eat soon. She had already been feeling fatigued for the past two weeks and in the past couple of days, a constant fog was clouding her mind.
“When was the last time you ate?”
Shizuku didn’t need to know about that. Ever since Airi had found out that the only person she could feed on without getting sick was Shizuku, Airi occasionally drank from Shizuku, though definitely not as often as she should be eating to stay healthy. However, she didn’t miss the tears that dripped down Shizuku’s face whenever she fed, no matter how hard Shizuku tried to hide it.
Still, Shizuku tried to make sure that Airi was fed, so Airi had told her that she was able to get blood from other people, even though she couldn’t find anyone else that she was willing to tell her secret.
“Shizuku, it’s alright. I can wait to find someone until after school.” Airi immediately felt guilty as soon as relief washed over Shizuku’s expression. Even as she said this, Airi found herself leaning closer and closer to Shizuku’s smooth, exposed neck.
The bell rang and Airi staggered to her feet, and Shizuku rushed to catch her once she noticed that Airi was leaning over dangerously.
“I can help you walk back to class!” Shizuku shifted Airi so that she could lean on her, and they returned to class together.
For the rest of the day, Airi fought exhaustion, head down on her desk. Occasionally, she looked up, and once, she saw Shizuku staring at her with a concerned expression.
The bell rang to signal the end of the day, and Shizuku jumped out of chair to fuss over Airi once more, whose head was spinning from the piercing noise of the bell.
“Let’s get you home, alright?”
Airi didn’t even have the mental faculty to process Shizuku’s words, and nodded, and Shizuku helped her out of her desk, grabbed her bags, and they left the school to begin walking, Airi leaning on Shizuku the whole way. Though, if she had realized what Shizuku said, she might have asked, “Wait, how are you going to find my house?”
She didn’t want to rely on Shizuku, but found that she had no choice.
The walk passed by in a blur, and soon they found themselves standing in front of a house.
Airi looked up.
“Shizuku… this isn’t my house.”
Shizuku seemed to suddenly realize that she had accidentally gone on the path back to her home, instead of Airi’s.
“AH! I’m sorry Airi-chan! I just kind of went on the path that I usually take home from school!”
“It’s okay.”
Airi felt like she was going to collapse if she had to stand any longer, and Shizuku definitely noticed this. She dragged Airi inside her home, yelling up the stairs, “Shii-chan, Airi-chan’s visiting today!”
Shizuku then picked up Airi and carried her up to her bedroom, settling her onto the bed. As soon as Shizuku set her down, Airi collapsed, closing her eyes and trembling, hunger threatening to consume her.
“Can I get you anything? Oh, I know you don’t eat normal food, but maybe some water would help-”
“Shizuku, it’s alright.” Airi winced at how weak her voice sounded.
“Maybe I can get someone else for you to drink from? I’m sure Shii-chan wouldn’t mind too much!”
Airi’s stomach turned at the thought of drinking from someone other than Shizuku.
“No, leave your sister alone.”
“Are you sure?” Shizuku’s eyes were big and she looked like she was nearly in tears over Airi’s current state, eyes sparkling. “I want to help you!”
Airi decided that she would have to get Shizuku out of the room right now, or else she might not be able to restrain herself for much longer.
“Shizuku? I’ll take some water.” Shizuku jumped up to go retrieve it.
She turned around, back facing Airi.
Airi’s instincts won.
As if she was a spectator in her own body, Airi could only watch helplessly as she shot across the room at inhuman speeds and secured Shizuku in her grasp, one arm wrapping around Shizuku’s body to trap her one of her arms to the side of her body, that same arm grabbing Shizuku’s wrist, gripping onto it tightly.
“Airi-chan?”
Airi’s other hand snaked around to cover Shizuku’s eyes.
“Shh, look away.”
She forced Shizuku to tilt her head to the side, allowing her access to Shizuku’s smooth neck. Airi wasted no time. She opened her mouth wide, two sharp fangs gleaming in the light of Shizuku’s room.
“This will only take a moment.”
Airi’s fangs sank into Shizuku’s neck, and Shizuku cried out, the sharp sting of Airi’s teeth piercing through her skin overwhelming her. Drops of blood spilled out of the puncture wound, the scarlet liquid dripping down Shizuku’s shoulder and over her collarbones. The scent of Shizuku suffused her, that lavender and mint scent that clouded Airi’s head with a desire for Shizuku. Airi licked away some of the mess and sucked, feeling the sweet taste of Shizuku coat her tongue, a warm feeling settling into her stomach. She felt hot tears wet her hand, and Shizuku sniffled loudly, gasping in pain.
Shizuku struggled to escape Airi’s grip, but Airi held her tightly, determined to finish her meal. She sucked more blood out of the wound, and she felt Shizuku’s strength fade as she slowly submitted to her.
“Airi-chan, it hurts…”
Airi gave a muffled grunt in response, teeth still stuck in Shizuku’s neck, but she moved the hand that had been gripping Shizuku’s wrist tightly up to her hand, rubbing her thumb over it soothingly.
As more blood left Shizuku, Airi felt the other girl’s body weaken and heard her loud cries of pain turn into small whimpers.
Deciding that it would probably not be in her best interest to kill Shizuku (actually she absolutely did not want to do that), and feeling full, she removed her teeth from Shizuku’s neck, licking away the blood that had spilled onto her lips. Shizuku collapsed onto the floor.
Drowsy from having drank so much, Airi nearly closed her eyes, before they shot open and she realized that she had to take care of Shizuku. She kneeled next to Shizuku, leaning over her neck once more. Shizuku must have felt Airi’s warm breath on her, because she curled away from Airi, but Airi simply leaned down to soothingly lick the puncture wound, and the holes began closing up slowly.
Airi stood up and ran down to the kitchen, where Shiho was sitting.
“Hello, Airi-senpai. Do you need something?”
“Like, a juice box or something? And then some sugary snacks?”
Shiho looked at her strangely but retrieved the requested items, some apple juice and a box of Pocky, and Airi ran back up the stairs, where Shizuku was still collapsed on the floor, shaking.
Airi popped the straw into the juice box and offered it to Shizuku.
“Here. Drink. You need to replenish your lost fluids and sugars.” Shizuku’s mouth closed around the straw and Airi waited until the juice box was empty, before opening the packet of snacks.
Shizuku perked up as she heard the packet being opened and slowly sat up, opening her mouth.
Airi placed one end of the pocky into Shizuku’s mouth and somehow, Shizuku inhaled the entire stick like that one pink sphere character from that one video game. Kirby, was it?
“Shizuku! Slow down, you’re gonna choke-!”
Shizuku smiled unhappily.
“You didn’t slow down when you were eating.”
Airi winced but admitted to herself that she may have gone a little too far.
“My bad.”
Shizuku smiled at her once more, indicating her forgiveness, and reached up to feel the marks on her neck, wincing when her fingers passed over them.
“Shizuku, stop! Don’t touch them! You might infect something, wait hold on, we need to go clean the wound.”
Airi dragged Shizuku to the bathroom and rinsed her off. Once they were done, they returned to Shizuku’s bedroom.
“So… now what?”
Airi shrugged at Shizuku’s question and sat down at the low table in Shizuku’s room. Shizuku gestured to the bed.
“Maybe we should both rest?”
Airi suddenly noticed how drowsy she was and nodded, and Shizuku brought her over to the blankets, tenderly tucking her in then snuggling up to her.
“Heh… I don’t deserve you, Shizuku.” Airi murmured to herself, but Shizuku must have heard, because she squeezed Airi tighter, nuzzling into the back of her shoulder.
Airi’s eyes closed, and she fell asleep, Shizuku’s warmth seeping throughout her body.