[Ludovico]

( Lol neither will get him killed, its just do you want anger and angst or reform and fluff. )


Niaz had been watching Yuki again. It was amusing to watch him jadedly help himself in the shower. It was even more fun to watch him at work and to watch him be an awkward social lite. Though why the boy choose to accept the invite was beyond Niaz especially since in his days of watching him he had not previously had any interest in those types of social gatherings. Going to a club was new for Niaz, it was loud and annoying and reminded him of the celebration for a Greek god named Dionysus or the Roman Bacchus. Though the wine had been replaced with strange drinks and the throngs of gyrating crowds kept their clothing on, Niaz felt some what at home with the music, and the club attire, unlike Yuki it seemed, who was near the bar. It even seemed to Niaz paradoxical that Yuki was drinking.

This time when Niaz entered the world he was smart enough to realize what ever he materialized in became his guise. He gently reached down and touched Yuki around the wrist pulling himself into reality. This time he doesn't take any blood from Yuki. He feels it is unnecessary for some reason. However he does wrap one of his arms possessively around his waist tugging their pelvises together. “I thought you didn't drink.” He said teasingly. He leaned over Yuki's shoulder and stuck his tongue into the amber liquid.