Chapter 19




Just to make this clear, I'm only going to describe a little bit of this scene. Just because I think you people would get a kick out of this.
You know how it's kinda hard to wash your back, right? Well, add wings to the equation, and it becomes a nightmare. One of the major problems is that when I'm in an enclosed shower, I can't spread my wings out, so they become a major hassle to wash. Fortunately, they are flexible, so I can usually wrap them around in front of me. That's what I was doing now.
I held the tip of my wing outstretched, and washed the thumb with a wash clothe. Yeah, neat thing about my wings is that they change color when they're wet. I don't think this is a trait that regular bats have, but I think it's pretty cool. Right now, they'd become a bit lighter.
Anyway, I finished washing my wings, stepped out, and dried off. Yes, another fun part of wings, trying to dry them off. As I've told you, my wings are large, so drying them with a towel is a pain. So usually, I just flap them a few times, and they air dry.
So, I dried off, threw on my tank top and shorts, My stomach growled again.
"I'll feed you tomorrow," I said to myself.
Some of you might have thought 'just bite yourself and drink your own blood'. Yeah, I thought that too, and tried it. Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad idea. I started throwing up badly, and I got really sick. For some reason, it has to be blood from something else.
I threw the towel and wash clothe in the hamper, then rejoined Winx in the living room. She smiled, and stood up.
"I'm going to go take a shower now, if that's alright," she said.
"Sure."
She nodded, then went to the bathroom. I flopped down on the couch, and my furry companion Zak jumped up beside me. He sat down, folded his wings, and looked up at me. Man he's a cool cat. I mean seriously, how many of your cats have bat wings?
I scratched behind his ears, and he layed down, purring happily. His tail wagged back and forth slowly, and he closed his eyes. He's a good cat.
Maybe I said it earlier, but Zak is the first fusion. Before any of us, dad tried it on Zak. It was successful, and then we were created. Cool huh? Zak isn't mixed with vampire bat though, so he doesn't require blood. No, he's quite content with meow mix.
Suddenly, my stomach growled again.
"Shut up already," I told it.
Zak looked up at me and meowed. I patted his head, and he yawned contently. Good kitty. I yawned myself, and stretched. Jeez my wings felt stiff. I stood up, spread them out, and examined them. Watching my wing flap, I could see it was straining at the middle joint. Hmm, I'd need to get blood first thing tomorrow night.
Nothing else really happened until Winx finished her shower. Figured I'd close the gap so you weren't all bored to death.
I heard the door click open, and Winx stepped out. My face went a little red, and I looked the other way. She was holding her towel against her chest so it hung down and covered her, and I didn't want to be rude and stare. Yeah, I'm a guy with manners, go figure.
"It's ok," she said, "I don't mind."
"I know, but I...y'know...don't wanna be rude or anything."
I looked up at her, at her face only. She smiled and nodded a little bit.
"I know...thank you."
She walked across the living room towards our room, "I'm going to change real quick, then we can hang out."
She turned, gave me another smile, then closed the door behind her. Geez, she was awesome. I love 'er, I really do. She just...I dunno what it is but she's just...perfect to me. That's the best way I can say it. I love her.
I leaned back on the couch again, crossed my arms behind my head, and wrapped my wings around my chest. It's cool, sometimes I let my wings hang limply, and they act like a dark, batty cloak. Awesome things wings are, sorry you don't have them.
Zak looked up at me, meowed, and looked out of the doorway towards the hall.
"You wanna go out?" I asked.
He looked over at my room door, then at me, and I coulda sworn he gave me a smile. Jeezuz, Scar had turned my own cat against me.
"We aren't gonna do anything," I told him.
He meowed, stretched his wings, and jumped down. I followed him to the front door, pushed it open, and let him out. Some of you folks are protective of your animals, but think about it. He's part bat, and part cat. Nobodies gonna mess with him, and he smart enough not to get hit by a car.
I returned to the living room. Man, I dunno why, but I felt kinda antsy...or...that's not really it. It's hard to explain. It's like, I wanted to be relaxed, but something was making me nervous. It was probably just Scar's note, I shouldn't let it get to be.
After a little while, Winx emerged from the bedroom. She was dressed in another one of my baggy t-shirts that hung to her thighs, she really liked those. She walked over, sat down beside me, and smiled.
"You dig those, huh?" I said.
She nodded, "They fit my wings well, and they're comfortable."
"Yeah."
I really wasn't sure what to say. Something was making me nervous, and my heart was beating a bit more. Weird. Winx must've picked up on that, she put her arms around me and gave me a hug.
"So...how about some TV and cuddling?" she asked.
I smiled, "Sounds like a plan."
Needless to say, we watched tv, we cuddled. We made some popcorn and popped in a movie. (No movie names or descriptions will be enclosed encase you decide to steal the idea from the person who made it. Please don't screw up the past, I'm breaking enough rules just by writing this back to you.)
So, about an hour and a half later, our movie came to an end. I reached up, stretched, and yawned.
"Jeez, it's early," I smiled.
Yes, early is late for me.
She nodded a little bit, "yeah."
I stood up and extended my hand. Winx took it, and I helped her up. Hey, I'm a gentleman.
She giggled a little bit, "why thank you."
"You're welcome," I smiled back at her.
We walked together to our room, clicked off the light, climbed into bed, and laid down. Yawn. Winx and I exchanged our good nights, kissed, then laid down opposite each other and closed our eyes. It was nice and quiet, I was all ready to fall asleep...
...rrrrooowlll...
My stomach growled that weird growl again. Perfect. It actually kinda hurt a little that time. I sat up, rubbed my stomach, and sighed.
"Are you alright?" Winx asked.
I looked over. She was sitting up, and looked worried.
"I'm fine," I said, "I just need to feed tomorrow."
"But...we just ate a little while ago," she sounded confused.
Oh, duh. I hadn't explained the whole feeding thing to her. Ooh, this would be interesting. When I first explained the feeding thing to Angel and Scar back in my newborn fusion days, they were pretty freaked at first.
"About that," I began, "See...I'm part vampire bat. So every now and then, I need to feed on blood, usually around once a month or so. When this happens, my stomach growls weird until I feed. I don't really need a lot, just a bit. And if I don't feed, my wings get a little stiff, and I lose some of my strength and stuff. It's probably a little freaky, huh?"
She shook her head, "No, actually it makes sense."
Wow, she took it better than I thought.
"Y...yeah, well," I concluded, "Tomorrow, I'll just have to grab some blood at the lab."
I laid back down and crossed my arms behind my head, "Sorry I worried you."
She laid down beside me, "It's ok."
We exchanged good nights again, and all was peaceful once more.
...rrrooooowwwwllllllll...
I was about ready to murder my own stomach. I sat up, sighed, and went to get out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Winx sat up.
"I'm gonna crash in the bell tower tonight, I don't wanna stop you from getting a good day's sleep."
She shook her head, "I don't want you to go just because of that. I don't mind."
I sat there at the edge of the bed, "I know but, this is gonna keep up until I go to the lab tomorrow."
She looked away for a second, like she was thinking. I stretched, my wings felt stiffer than before. Oh well, if I really needed to, I could head to the lab now and...
"What if I...gave you some of my blood?" Winx suggested.
Long pause. Yeah, that sounds like the perfect thing for a boyfriend to do. 'I love you, *chomp*'. The thought had never occurred to me, and I hadn't planned on letting it occur.
"You're kidding, right?"
She shook her head, "If it will make you feel better, I'd be more than happy to."
Wow. She wasn't joking. I mean...it's kinda cool, that she'd be willing to offer this. I mean, if a vampire asked you for a bit of blood, you'd probably be a bit hesitant. But she was...serious.
She moved over and sat down next to me, "I...don't mind."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
She nodded, "I'm sure."
I was a little hesitant myself. In all honesty, I've never drained blood from a willing living thing. I mean, usually I'm clutching on to a bio-freak, and biting as hard as I can. That, or I just bite a blood pouch and drink from that. But here I was.
I looked at her and gave her a nod, "Alright."
She scooched a little closer to me and nodded in return. Then, she tilted her head, and brushed her hair back. She looked at me, gave me a reassuring smile, which I returned to her.
"Be gentle...alright?" she said softly.
I moved so I could get at her neck and nodded to her, "I'll be as gentle as I can."
I usually don't give a crap how hard I'm biting to get blood from a bio-freak. But this time...I had to be as soft, and make it as painless as I could.
I leaned down, and I felt my lips brush against her neck. She shuddered a little bit, but told me it was alright. I opened my mouth, my fangs had already lengthened.
Ok...here goes nothing...
I bit down slowly, and just enough to break skin. I heard her make a very soft sound, and I felt her tense up a little bit. But...it only lasted for a second, then she relaxed herself. Her breathing was a little faster, but she seemed alright. Slowly, I drank a little bit. And only a little bit. I didn't want to take more than I needed to.
After a few seconds, which felt like a minute, I unclenched my teeth. The puncture whole on her neck were still bleeding a little bit. I leaned down, and kissed the wound until it stopped. Then I leaned back, and looked at her.
She looked at me, and smiled a little bit.
"Thanks," I told her.
"No problem," she replied.
For a moment, we just looked at each other. I mean, I'm not sure why, but for an instant, we both felt this feeling. Then, for no apparent reason at all, we started kissing...
...a lot...
We stopped for a moment, and she whispered something. I whispered something back, and nodded. Something happened, and it was like I could hear what she was thinking, what she was feeling. She leaned against me, and we started kissing again...