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    Part 10:
    We need to talk... about the other night. Amos' words echoed in her head. Yuffie shivered a bit as images of his mouth of her throat, and the remembrance of a numb feeling that followed.

    "I had to do it." he said softly moving his body away from the door, than backing up into it. Which caused the door to close with his backwards steps. "You see.. you are a rare creature Yuffie."

    Her fear soon disappeared turning into something stronger. An animal like nature taking over her. Yuffie eye's narrowed looking up at Amos her words colder than before, "You make me sound like an animal."

    Amos's eyed shifted looking over her face. His expression darken and took slow meaningful steps closer to her. "To some..." he said standing so close to her their noses could almost touch. "You are an animal."

    Yuffie tried to avoid looking at his eyes. He intimidated her just being in the same room, being so close was overwhelming.

    A small smile broke Amos solid cold expression as he took a step away from her taking a sit on her bed. "But now your not longer as wanted."

    The girl slowly turned to look at him. "I don't understand," Yuffie mumbled looking down at him as he sat.

    "Of course you don't understand. For I havn't told you anything yet. " Amos said with a smirk. "As you should know people have different blood types."

    Yuffie listened to him silently, her feet seemed to be glued to the floor. Amos continued, "You had a very rare blood type. Almost unresistable to us."

    Finally, her feet were able to move a step back. Amos smirked, a light chuckle escaped from his lips. "Settle. There are powerful people do sick things to people like you." Amos got up from the bed taking quick steps towards her. She backed up her feet opposite to his in tango-like footsteps.

    Within a minute she was up against the wall. Her body bouncing lightly against it. Yuffie remembered this situation from the other night.

    Amos smiled placing his hands against the wall, one on each side of her body. As he spoke his voice was firm, yet sickened, "They drain you of blood. Not by fang but my needle. Just enough for you to live. Enough for your body to replace the lost blood. They use you was a faucet."

    Her breath quickened thinking the worst of him. Thinking that he would do exactly what he was telling her about. A resounding "but" from Amos rang through her thoughts snapping her back to look at him.

    "But," he repeated once he knew she was paying attention, "That will not happen to you now. Those sick people also think that once turned, the blood is tainted and they no longer want it. That's why I had to do it, Yuffie. That's why I had to turn you. To protect you."

    Yuffie nodded her head, words not coming from her throat to her mouth. Amos stepped away from her, moving over to her closet. Stepping into the room grabbing a bundle of clothes with sunglasses and a bottle on top.

    "Here," Amos said softly stepping back in front of her.

    Yuffie took the bundle of clothes from his hands. "What is this?" she said softly looking down at the items.

    He smiled weakly taking the sunglasses off the pile. With care Amos pulled back the sides of sunglasses. Brushing away hair on her face with a finger as he slid the glasses over her face. "A price for your safety," Amos said poetically with such charm. "UV rays and you are no longer friends. Special sun screen, sunglasses, and clothes that will allow you to go outside during the day."

    Her jaw dropped a little looking at all the items than looked back up at him. "T-thanks" Yuffie said softly.

    Amos simply nodded. The subject changed quickly with Amos asking how she felt. She wanted to be strong, tell him she was perfect, better than ever. It wasn't the truth through, she felt weak like she would collapse any second. She couldn't lie to him since he was being so honest with her.

    "Not so hot.." Yuffie said wondering if he had a solution for that too. He simply nodded for a moment than finally spoke, "I'm not surprised." He gently took a hold of her moving her around towards the bed.

    A small fear rose inside of her and yet she strangely now trusted him. With Amos's hands on her shoulders she was forced to sit down on her bed. Yuffie stayed silent looking up at him.

    Amos slowly dropped to his knees and kissed the girl.

    Yuffie gasped than slapped him away. "Not again," she said as a warning.

    He turned his head back from the slap. Amos wasn't really surprised at her reaction. "Trust," he mouthed and a small voice followed.

    Her chest rose in fell speedily, but in the end she nodded once. A corner of Amos' mouth rose in a half smile. Than soon laid his lips on top of hers again. Yuffie twitched being afraid.. unsure. At the first chance he got he slid his tongue into her mouth. Instead of intermixing with her own tongue he moved over to her newly grown fangs. Pressing his tongue against it until a sharp pain cut him.

    Yuffie felt a warm liquid spill into her mouth, she squirmed a moment the feeling unnatural. The blood run down her mouth into her throat. It was a quick acting drug, relaxing every tense muscle in her body.

    Soon the crimson drug had a second side effect on her. Releasing a hunger deep inside of her. A larger version of the feeling she had when Seth had touched her. This feeling was different, stronger, more temping.

    Yuffie sucked on his tongue to get a continuous supply. The taste was intoxicating and she never wanted to stop, became more aggressive at the moments past.

    Amos had to physically push her away. He shook his head but smiled. "Careful now. Wouldn't want to spoil your dinner," he said smoothly.