âI already know. Just donât take too much, ok?â - youthfultseng
It had beenâŠÂ unbearable to deal with. The unquenchable thirst that got worse every single day - Rufus even had to lock his beloved Dark Nation out lest he drained her dry in a fit of madness. He could see the veins, hear the blood pumping through them like drums. A mantra of torment that begged him to give in.He could see the veins in Tsengâs body, like an x-ray - could see that despite his outer calm exteriorâŠ. The Turk was anxious - his heart was pumping that little bit faster.ââŠ. I âŠ. I canâtâŠ. not to you -â Rufus stammered, not even asking how Tseng knew, and raised his hands, backing away from the Turk, âI could kill you - !â_youthfultseng
Tseng was a a pragmatic person - as was Rufus, but sometimes he wondered if he and the Turk were on very different pages.Â
âI would prefer to have the safety net of still having more then one Turk, however.â Rufus insisted, and thanked the gods that his thoughts were filing up properly, âI will make the vault as a cell an order, as I will not take any chances. You may trust me, but I donât trust these new powers of mine, not until I know their full capacity. As for how many donorsâŠ.â He shook his head, âI donât know. My next order is to have some of my blood taken so it can be analysed. We need answers if we are to deal with this properly.â Then Rufus took a few hesitant steps forward, and brushed fingers on Tsengâs arm, studying the worryingly pale Turk. The sound of the fabric hushing against his fingers was as loud and clear as a waterfall. âBut Iâd like you to sit down first and foremost.âÂ
Tseng sat down but looked at Rufus with a determined gaze. âThe vault as a temporary cell, with breaks from it. If you are going to insist on living in such a way you will agree that a larger space is a necessity. We will draw some of your blood, provided you feed more.
âWe both know feeding of me wasnât enough.â He asked, a airy quality to his voice. He could tell that Rufus was already doing far better than before. He was starting to act like his old self too. Tseng would push him more tomorrow night if he had to. He would bide his time all he needed. However many a night Rufus would need to feed on, Tseng would learn. âIâd like for you to try something. Turks have a tendency to get injured. Reno restocked his supply of blood bags a day or two ago and while heâs willing to come in as a live donor-
âWould you be willing to try prepackaged?â
Glad that Tseng was sitting, Rufus moved to get him something to eat or drink - whatever was available, and rummaged through the cupboards as the Turk talked. It was the oddest thing to be able to hear the slightly change of his toneâŠÂ Tseng definitely sounded weaker, and Rufus found that if he really concentrated - he could hear the manâs slow heartbeat. It only made the anxious Vice-President search more. As likely as Tseng would like a bourbon, Rufus instead found a bottle of plain water in the mini-fridge, and not realising he didnât need Rude, (for once) to pry it open. He procureed a glass and handed it to Tseng with no room for refusal. âYouâreâŠ. probably dehydrated by now.â he said a little sheepishly. Then the blond sat opposite Tseng, considering his suggestionâŠÂ âI suppose ⊠I may not have much of a choice.â Rufus agreed, âBut letâs focus on the possibility that this could be reversed.â Then he gave something of a bitter laugh, âIf any of you get me a coffin for a bed, Iâll make them into snacks.â Â
âThat ruins one of my plans...â Tseng muttered with a wry smirk. He opened the water and drank it slowly. âHere I was going to look for a nice plush coffin barely big enough for two.â A warm chuckle bubbled up in his throat and his eyes shone at Rufus. He was trying his damnest to lighten Rufusâs spirits.
âWeâll take the blood sample in a few more feedings. Who would you like to test it? Who do you trust?âÂ
He sipped some more water knowing damned well he wasnât going to go anywhere until he finished the whole bottle. Rufus had a motherly streak in him for his Turks when they were injured, that wouldnât change.















