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Today's OST is a sad song for a sad chapter😭 As usual, let's get straight on with the story!

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Aya's POV:

Hesitating, I take a deep breath before I open the door to his room. Sighing in relief as I realise he isn't in his room, I close the door behind me.

"Long time no see, Melons" Ayato greets from his position on the couch.

I hold back a frustrated sigh, but I continue to stare him down. For almost minutes, we continue to awkwardly look into each other's eyes, as if begging for answers that aren't wished to be shared.

"Are you just going to stand there and admire Oresama all day, or am I going to get some answers" His cocky side showed for a second, but turns into more of a cold glare afterwards.

"What answers? Everything you needed to know about me was revealed in my memories, what more could you possibly need?" I return his slight glare.

"So you don't trust me, even after seeing my own past" Ayato stands, stepping over to me.

"sigh Look, Ayato, I understand that you and I share a similar pain, but you have to understand that I'm still hurt even years after the whole ordeal" I reveal, not moving an inch.

"And you don't expect me to feel the same way? Melons, we're in the same boat, you've witnessed my past and I have yours, now all I want you to do is explain to me what I haven't seen" He gains his pace.

"Oh, no. You can't just come into my life and expect me to dig up everything I've spent years burying deep in the ground!" I put my hands up in front of me, backing away.

Witnessing this, he suddenly becomes hostile and backs me up against his door, slamming his hands against the door next to me and blocks any escape with his body.

"I won't ask again! Tell me who was in that cell!" He shouts directly in my face, sneering in anger.

"Ayato stop!" My eyes widen in fear and shock at his angered expression and sudden volume.

"Who!" He bares his fangs in a threatening manner, his face inches from mine as I can feel his hot breath against my face.

"My father!" I admit, my volume matching his.

My eyes close as I cannot be faced with his probably horrified expression.

"My abusive; pathetic, selfish, greedy...father" I list all his faults.

Letting his hands slide from next to me as he allows my freedom, I cringe at the deadly silence and tension that hangs in the air, with my head lowered in shame.

"Why" He states, so simply it doesn't even sound like a question.

It was too far to go back on my words now, whatever questions he has left, must be answered now or never. After all, hiding the painful truth from someone you love can be even more torture than the actual events.

"Why what?" I inquire, not sure which part of my life he wants me to share, but I have a pretty good idea.

"Why were you in a rotten old dungeon cell, hanging from the wall by your wrists in iron shackles" Ayato pushes, over elaborating on the entire scene.

"It was my special punishment. Every time I did something wrong or disobeyed my father, it was straight down to the dungeon" I add a humourless laugh, but my hidden face represents a complete emptiness, my fists clenched in anger.

"But that was the problem, I never did anything wrong because I was afraid of being sent down there. No matter how much I tried, my father found some fault in my actions" I tried desperately to prevent my voice from cracking.

My body projected an aura of darkness, but my head remained lowered because I wouldn't allow him to see my pathetic face at the moment. Tears are streaking down my face in rivers on either side, my eyes and mouth clenched shut to ensure that I don't release a strangled sob. After I have tried to present myself as a strong willed person who doesn't break easily, I cannot let that facade be broken after years of mastering it and mending old wounds.

Let's face it, you can never fully close mentally painful wounds, from the beginning they are bound to be reopened again.

"I wanted to be free, to act like a young girl does, to play with my sisters, to be...normal" I breathe out, my words wavering slightly.

At this point though, I couldn't help the saddened cry that left my quivering lips, finally allowing my uneven breathing to be heard. Accepting my moment of weakness, I raise my head and meet my watery emerald eyes with his sharp ones, that immediately widen at the sight of me.

"I-I just wanted to be loved!" I confess.

Time seems to suddenly stand still, as the tears continue to roll endlessly down my cheeks like they never have before. Still we continue to stare into each other's eyes, my watery ones with a deep look of brokenness, while his seem to look guilty. In the reflection of his eyes, I can almost see his heart crack, probably because of the bond we share that allows him to feel some of my pain, and seeing me in this state must be crushing him. Although I just couldn't seem to pull myself together, not once I am finally releasing my true feelings. But I don't have to, because Ayato beats me to it.

Finally fulfilling what he wished to do ever since he saw me dangling helplessly by the chains, he pulls me into a strong and secure embrace while stroking my hair gently, as I weep into his chest. Standing with my arms returning the hug, I release all my pent up emotions from all these years, something I should've done a long time ago.

Calming down from my episode and drying my tears, a crazy idea flies through my mind. I can't believe I'm actually going to suggest this, but it feels appropriate at the current time.

"Bite me" I state clearly into his chest.

I can feel him freeze around me, his breath catching in his throat as he processes my request.

"W-What?" He stutters in total shock and confusion.

Removing my head from his chest, I give him a large, reassuring smile. Moving my hair from one side of my neck, I pull down the shoulder on my jumper and completely expose the left side of my neck and chest. Already, I can see him staring hungrily at the spot of smooth flesh, tainted with some fang marks from the other times he's lost control and given in to his supernatural instincts.

"You heard me, bite me, drink from me. Show me how much you love me" I smile expectantly, awaiting his next move.

Finally breaking out of his stupor, he snaps his eyes from my neck and looks into mine for any sign of hesitation or fear. Once he sees nothing but happiness reflecting from my bright jade orbs, he can't resist from plunging his fangs sharply into the crook of my neck. Any other victim would be shrieking in pain, but me? My eyes sparkle in bliss as he clamps his teeth down harder, making me grunt slightly, but my grin widens even more with joy.

It is a known fact that when vampires cause pain on their loved ones, it is seen as an act of how much they love them. The more pain inflicted purposely, in a passionate way, the more they prove to love them.

Which is why, instead of feeling immense pain, I feel pleasure, but most of all...I feel loved.

"Thank you, Ayato, for loving me unconditionally" I wrap my arms tightly around his frame, snuggling closer into him and enveloping myself and him into a loving embrace.

Gently, he pulls away and cleans up the wound ever so steadily. Making some room between our bodies, he swiftly cups my cheek with his right arm, and dips his head down to meet mine in a passionate kiss. To say I am shocked is an understatement, even in this state my cheeks still manage to put on a raspberry pink display, before I melt into the kiss.

Deepening the kiss, he presses me back into his door, making sure to avoid collision with the handle. Sliding his left arm down to sit snugly on my hip, he slowly eases out of the kiss and brings his right hand from my cheek down to raise my chin, so I am looking deep into his two pools of sparkling emerald once again. A warm smile spreads across my plush lips at the sight of his now gleaming heart, no longer accompanied by the look of sorrow in his eyes, proving his now mended heart.

"Aya" His eyes now serious as he uses my real name instead of the preposterous nickname.

I hum softly with a slight nod, urging him to continue his statement.

"Will you forever and always be mine?" The heartfelt question catches me off guard.

Looking deep into his eyes and heart one last time, I know that my answer will define everything, but there isn't a shred in my mind that doesn't scream my love for him at this very moment.

"Yes."

So now he knows, and so do I, that nothing can ever tear us apart.

*Wow, I just used some lyrics from a song in the last few sentences. Can you guys tell which song it is?*

Welp! I hope you all loved today's chapter and I hope to update again soon, so stay tuned!

So long fellow fangirls/fanboys! Until next time!