Sixth Bloodline [BxB]

CHAPTER 47: SEALED RIGHT EYE [KISSING THE PUREBLOOD]

cHAptrEr 47:

sEALEd rigHt EYE

[kissing tHE pUrEbLOOd]

   MIKHAEL HAS been searching for an opportunity to throw a slap or two at the Vampire King ever since he first became attached to the Judgement Order.

That motherfucker has been using them all this time but also wanted to destroy them?

How can there be such shameless thing in this world??

It can also be said that Mikhael had some bad blood with that person - in fact, every time he saw that guy, Mikhael happened to witness something humiliating. Therefore, the real reason why Mikhael didn't put in his eyes was precisely because of those events.

The first time he saw him was when Einz sent him flying down a mountain with a single slap. Einz had told him that he's the king of his race, but that he's someone completely useless so that Mikhael shouldn't fear him much.

Mikhael didn't doubt his words - everything Einz said was the ultimate truth in his eyes.

The second time he saw the Vampire King was while he was fighting with the Alpha King in secret.

Mikhael doesn't know if it's because they didn't think that someone would watch them or what, but the two were rolling in the mud like pigs for entire week and Mikhael continued to observe for entire week to figure out what's the big deal with them.

Why are vampires and werewolves - despite being considered as sworn enemies - not fighting all the time? Instead of that, humans and vampires warred on one side while witches and werewolves fought to exterminate each other deep in the forests?

It's quite simple.

The Vampire King and Alpha King had a tacit agreement. Every fifty years, they'd meat up and fight to see which side should reign supreme.

Alas, the two had equal strength so after few millenniums of brawling pointlessly, they decided to change the way they fought. It so happened that they decided that on that battle Mikhael witnessed.

Mikhael has already seen them brawl and eat each other's feet in mud, so he was excited to see what will happen in another fifty years.

His wait didn't disappoint, indeed.

The next time the two meet, they decided to wait till the moon was at its highest, then use their voice to create pressure and see who would destroy a bigger part of the forest by screaming at it.

So Mikhael saw two grown men howl like dogs for hours and destroy valuable forest for no apparent reason and thought: 'This person... No, those two... They seem to be even more useless than I originally thought.'

Coincidentally, it was also a draw.

Mikhael only got the chance to see this Vampire King once every fifty years, and they'd decide on the next meeting only after they finished with this round - so Mikhael didn't dare miss on even a single meeting. They would always change the location, but Mikhael at that time already accumulated enough hatred so he couldn't just give up on beating him.

Still, he couldn't act because there was Alpha King by his side, so he could only hope to catch the other person alone somehow.

Mikhael wasn't really naive - he was certain that he could overpower this person in one on one fight, but one on two is a bit too much. Not to mention that having a third party interfere in their stupid fight would make them suspect the other side and even start war.

Mikhael was really patient person when he wanted to see something through. Isn't it just few centuries - the Vampire King will show an opening one day!

Yet, that guy was even better at hiding compared to Mikhael!

He would immediately disappear once he's done with the fight!!

Mikhael was so frustrated and even really wanted to spread the word about what happened here, but there were no cameras back then!

The concept of recording something didn't even exist either - except for texts and paintings - and Mikhael was too lazy to think of how to do it, so many unbelievable things were witnessed by Mikhael alone, never to be known by anyone else.

He does have the last two fights recorded, but who'd recognize those two? Vampires don't even know how their king looked like, OK!?

Still, Mikhael didn't give up.

He patiently waited and waited and now finally, he got the chance to vent some anger on this fucker, after whole six hundred years of stalking him!

Thus, he didn't even look at the weapon he took when he jumped through that window and hit him - the other party was probably too surprised because someone came through the window with a pan just to hit him to react.

Can you imagine drinking blood with a friend at a tavern, then some masked motherfucker jumps through three story tall window with a pan just to hit you!?

Where's the logic in that?

WHERE!?

Not even God would be prepared for that kind of possibility!!!

Therefore, the proud Vampire King whose shameful history has been witnessed by Mikhael was too stunned to react. He didn't even have time to understand how he offended the other person!

Was Mikhael happy in that moment?

Elated!

He thought that he really had no regrets in stalking this guy for six centuries! He was even looking forward to his Deep Slumber but then...

From the corner of his eye, he caught another person the Vampire King was talking to.

Body so thin as if this person could break just by walking, blood red lips and curly white hair like reaching to the ground, red eyes always devoid of life and seemingly uninterested in anything and that crazy love for coconut milk... Even if he had to face the scariest monster in his nightmares, Mikhael would always welcome them rather than having to face against Einz!

So you can only imagine how much his face palled when he saw this person sitting less than one meter from him!

Einz had otherworldly beauty that Mikhael didn't see even in the most refined vampires after wandering for eight centuries, but he totally had no time to admire it when he recalled how those thin arms trashed him all those years ago.

He completely froze.

Others might fail to recognize Mikhael, but who was Einz? He put countless spells in Mikhael's body that would trigger if he ever died so that Einz could find his body and then destroy whomever killed his disciple.

He was merely... Surprised a bit?

He earlier felt that this disciple of his coming close to him and he intended to come out and greet Mikhael. He have't seen his disciple for almost eight centuries, after all! But then Mikhael suddenly accelerated and the next thing Einz saw was his companion getting smacked with a frying pan by someone with an aura of Pureblood.

How could his disciple, a Half-blood, suddenly become a Pureblood!?

But then he sensed the familiar fluctuations of mana on his body and realized what's going on.

Indeed, his disciple is outstanding - even able to come up with something like this!

   "Mi-" he wanted to greet him, yet when the other person saw him opening his mouth, Mikhael immediately slapped the Vampire King few more times before jumping down again and disappearing.

   "..."

   'I just wanted to call out to you, do you need to be this afraid?'

   'Did I make mistake somewhere while raising you?'

But Einz was someone who had no common sense at all, forget about understanding other people's emotions! How could he possibly know where he went wrong!?

   "Motherfucker!" His companion suddenly yelled as he stood up. Einz's eyes gleamed with sharpness before he moved his feet in front of other person making him trip down.

Thus, the poor Vampire King ended up getting schemed against both pupil and teacher without even knowing why.

   "Ah, you touched my leg."

   "..."

   "Didn't you intentionally put it there in the first place?"

   "It's been there ever since I sat down, it's you who wasn't looking where you're stepping," Mikhael would never admit it, but everything he knew was picked up from this teacher of his.

Especially shamelessness.

   "But I'm really curious, wasn't that one of your Seven Purebloods? Why would they attack you?"

   "..."

The other party was silent for a while before looking out.

   "No. That wasn't a Pureblood. He had the aura, but blood doesn't lie," he frowned and in the next moment jumped out of window as well. Spreading his aura around, he could feel the auras of several Purebloods in this city before locking down on the one from earlier and snorting. Then he also headed in the same direction as Mikhael.

Einz pondered for a moment before choosing to follow after him, silently musing some words.

   "Did he chose already, then?"

   ON THE other side of the city, Ethan who already thought that he saw everything, witnessed Mikhael completely turning into another person in just few seconds. He leaned on the wall and crossed his arms before continuing to look at this youth, wondering just who could scare him this much.

Mikhael immediately got rid of that red talisman before pulling Ethan into an alley, then changed clothes in just five seconds, throwing the old ones away and slapping talisman on his body to create another set and out it on. He even decisively cut most of his hair before burning it with another talisman, and then reshaped his mask so that it covered only the upper half of his face.

Mikhael didn't fear that Einz would find him - although he's scary, he shouldn't want to kill Mikhael, Mikhael didn't do anything that would invite his wrath. Not to mention, although he did trash him a lot, his master loved him the most! How many times Mikhael used to scheme against the other two on that mountain, and just how many times did Einz help him hide was was too much to be counted!

So he trusted that his master had his back!

But the problem was the Vampire King!

And Sixth Pureblood whose identity Mikhael used to attack him!!

Mikhael only realized his mistake when he began to run away, he could only hope that the Vampire King would realize that Mikhael was imposer and not cause trouble for Dante's brother.

But still, the Vampire King had some ability and Mikhael would have to go all out to trash him properly...

YET!!!

Mikhael had already drained his body from most of his blood in preparations for his Deep Slumber.

So how can Mikhael expose his Half-blood identity now?

Therefore, he immediately changed his aura and looks. He once again looked like an innocent teen spell-caster.

Mikhael was especially sensitive to mana. Since Einz was trying to help him out by extravagantly using mana while teleporting around, Mikhael felt extremely terrifying fluctuations of mana in the air around him as void began to wrap not too far from the two.

Mikhael had no time to think properly before his eyes wandered around until they finally landed on Ethan's figure. They gleamed with sharpness before he immediately jumped on him.

Ethan was already carefully watching every Mikhael's move, so when Mikhael lunged at him, he had no other choice but to catch him.

   "Play along," Mikhael whispered before wrapping his hands around Ethan's neck, followed by doing what he wanted ever since his eyes first laid on Ethan's figure. Titling his head to the side, Mikhael brought his face closer to Ethan's before planting his lips on top of Ethan's, closing his eyes to savor this feeling.

Yet, at the same time, Ethan's red eyes suddenly turned pitch black, as his countenance became extremely demonic, completely over-shadowing his aura of the Pureblood.

At the same time, on his right pupil appear an odd golden symbol - and if Mikhael looked at him at this moment, he'd notice that the character was exactly the same as the sealing incarnation used for spells, only more profound.

Ethan's grip on Mikhael's waist tightened as he switched their positions, trapping Mikhael in between the wall and himself. Mikhael gasped from the impact on his back, but before he could protest about it, Ethan already used that chance to slip his tongue in his mouth.

Mikhael wasn't a saint. He already wanted this person, and now that the other person took the initiative to deepen the kiss, how could he pull away?

So he didn't open his eyes as he relaxed his whole body and let the other party do as he wished. Mikhael had experienced countless kisses in his life, but this one was enough to completely shake his brain upside down.

There weren't fireworks like books talked of, only the greedy feeling of wanting more, blankness brought by surprise and lust through the physical contact of their bodies.

Together - they made him lose all ability to think, leaving only an endless desire to return the kiss, to never pull apart. It's as if he'd lose something important if he moved away.

Ethan continued to kiss him, his tongue forcefully swept clean Mikhael's mouth, as if trying to become one with this person. It was almost as if he wanted to imprint his existence on this youth's body and say that he belonged to him. It doesn't matter what happened in the past, but you're mine.

There won't be anyone else that can kiss you this way. No one else could make you this crazy like I can!

Mikhael indeed felt like he was going crazy, unable to fight the feeling blossoming in his heart. He felt as if he'd even forget his own name if he continued to be kissed by this person.

At that moment, two people stepped outside the void.

The Vampire King frowned as he scanned area around him, his eyes passing through Mikhael and Ethan as if he didn't know who they are.

   "It's gone," the aura from before was completely gone.

Einz also noticed the two and his eyes widened when he saw Ethan, but he quickly hid it.

   "There are some fluctuations to the east. He probably stopped by to destroy that aura and then continued to run," he spoke at that moment, "I can feel mana from teleportation, let's go."

He then opened another void portal leading to the east of the city. Although the Vampire King didn't know why Einz decided to follow, he guessed that he only wanted to join the fun. He also didn't think that Einz had a reason to lie to him and he really wanted to beat that person and ask him why was he attacked, so he stepped inside the void without hesitation.

Einz only threw one more glance at the two kissing on the wall before sighing.

   'So... Did he chose him again, in the end?'

But then he shook his head and stepped inside the void after the Vampire King and disappeared as well.

If ordinary spell-casters saw this feat, they'd be so scared some might even die from fright. No matter how skilled they are, they all - even Mikhael - needed a medium in order to use spells. But this person didn't even do anything as he created teleportation spell out of nowhere, and one on such a large scale!

The moment Einz left, the symbol on Ethan's right eye also faded away as his eyes slowly returned back to normal. Mikhael didn't even notice that those two left as Ethan finally pulled away leaving him breathless.

Ethan was somewhat confused as he stared at Mikhael's flushed face before unconsciously licking his lips.

   'How... Delicious.'

With such sweet lips, just how would his blood taste?

   "You want me," he mussed as he continued to stare at Mikhael.

   "..." 

Indeed, he does.

   "I don't do anyone twice," Ethan continued.

   "Not even the Pureblood?" Mikhael teased, but was caught off guard when he saw expression of disgust on Ethan's face.

What?

What is this?

This person also has a grudge with Purebloods?

   "I know you're not the Sixth Pureblood. I've seen him before," Well, he was actually the person in question - but he felt like he would be losing on something if he told that to Mikhael.

   "Ah, really?" Mikhael's mind finally cleared up from that kiss.

   'Holly blood!'

To think that he'd be swept of his feet like a horny teenager just because of a simple kiss... Mikhael wanted to bury himself and hide from this person.

   "What did I do wrong?" He didn't let those words faze him much.

He also did consider the fact that Ethan probably saw the Sixth Pureblood, but didn't think much of it since the other person didn't take an initiative to say anything. What a joke, someone Dante trusted this much who'd even come to act as a bait instead of Mikhael, how could he be a simple character?

He must've had a change to see the Sixth Pureblood, but who is Mikhael? Even if he knows he'll die, he'll follow with his original plan! He's too lazy to make changes to it in the middle of its execution.

   "You... Aren't tall enough." What a joke, even Ethan could lose Mikhael in a crowd despite his obvious rotten fashion sense, how could the Sixth Pureblood be such a person?

Cough.

Ethan felt like he was being influenced by Mikhael's idiocy, he even forgot who he was.

   "..."

Mikhael sighed. So that's why... When he asked Kain what he lacks before, he thought that the other party was just joking around by mentioning his height.

   "Is the Sixth Pureblood really that tall?"

   "..."

   "Do you think I'm tall?"

Mikhael nodded without hesitation. Ethan was whole two heads taller than Mikhael, it's also one of the first things Mikhael noticed when he saw Ethan. It's why he knew that this person had a really good body, especially when wearing a suit.

   "We should be around the same height," he added and Mikhael's lips stiffened.

   'f**k!'

Wasn't that just inciting humiliation to himself! This person, how did he feel when Mikhael openly told him that he's the Sixth Pureblood!?

Since he was trapped between Ethan and wall, Mikhael really had no choice but to face this bully.

   'f**k, how did you grow so tall? What did your parents feed you as a kid?'

   "But that's not the point here. You want me, and you wanted me from the moment we met in that train," his lips curled into a mocking smile, "Although you had that mask on, you must've really enjoyed sneaking glances my way back then?"

   "..."

Who was Ethan? He has lived for so long, his instincts were extremely sharp as well. How could he miss when someone had their eyes on him? He wouldn't even know how he died if he lacked that basic ability!

   "So what if I did?" He protested, somewhat angrily that he was so easily seen through.

Ethan stared at those lips once again as Mikhael bit his lower lip. This pouting expression... Ethan really wanted to continue to kiss this person.

   "I've changed my mind," he suddenly said, "Although I don't do the same person twice, you caught my attention."

   "..."

   "So, what do you say? Should we part like nothing ever happened or will we continue this somewhere more private?"

Mikhael paused to observe this person's eyes. They were extremely clear and void of hidden intentions as he asked this question. Mikhael felt like this person was quite good and he would've preferred a proper relationship, but...

He'll be leaving tomorrow.

After that he'll be sleeping for the next twenty years and although it's not much in a vampire's life, it's more than enough time to forget someone whom you only met twice.

Mikhael didn't think that other person would be willing to wait for him for so long, and listening to him saying how he only slept with someone only once - he finally understood Dante's words.

So this person is like this...

Well, he won't lose out anything if he accepts this offer. One night was better than nothing, they most likely won't have a chance to interact together in the future.

   "Alright then," he tightened his hand around Ethan's neck, "Let's see if your skills are good enough for me to remember this single night."

He shouldn't have much of an influence with Mikhael's friendship with Dante, anyway.

Now he really can say that he won't regret anything before he enters his Deep Slumber.

   WHILE MIKHAEL was preparing to enjoy some sweet time, Einz continued to drag the Vampire King around the whole city - always suddenly feeling another trace of mana whenever they stopped.

   "Well damn, it would appear that he finally left the city," Einz said with lazy smile on his face making the other person's eyes twitched in annoyance.

   "I really want to know, just what grudge does this person have to infiltrate the whole city in order to slap you with a frying pan," he took out a little notepad from his pocket before scribbling something down.

The other person sneaked a glance at it and then froze in place.

   [Revenge can also be done by doing the following:

-find the target

-bring a frying pan

-infiltrate a city

-hit them

-make them run in circles

-run away]

   "..."

He wanted to beat this person, but he was weaker. Not to mention that because of the man behind Einz, even if he was stronger than him - he still wouldn't dare to touch a single hair on his head, what to do?

   "Well then, I've seen something good today, but it's time for me to leave."

   "..."

   'Leave! Go as far as possible!'

   "As for what we discussed... Even if it's real, I don't care about it. It's not a treat, so we three won't make a move this time."

   "Really?"

   "As long as it's not a threat, it's got nothing to do with us."

   "..."

He finally sighed.

   "Fine, then. Sorry for taking your time."

   "No need, I did see something entertaining today, so I'm happy you called me out."

   "..."

   'This matter won't be forgotten soon, will it?'

   "Also, regarding you touching my leg before... I have nothing to do with it if 'he' comes to break you legs."

   "..."

   "He's very possessive."

   "..."

   'You can still say so even after tripping me!?'

But he couldn't complain out loud. What if he invited Einz's rage once again and make the other person beat him up? What are broken legs? They'll heal fast.

   "Goodbye."

With that, Einz opened another void gate and disappeared leaving the Vampire King to sigh to himself before looking back to that city.

In the end, who was the person that attacked him?

And...

Why did he appear somewhat familiar?