She shook her head at his question, smiling a bit. “No, I”m a bit of the nocturnal type.” Kuro chuckled a bit, since it was the truth, although she had no problems being awake in the morning. As a demon she only required a few hours of sleep. “I’m alright. And what about you?” She murmured, a bit concerned given his condition.
She noted how he appeared a bit pale, tired even. Most likely from working too long. Kuro hoped he hadn’t done too much work when the sun was up, since he can only function so well. She brushed her hand to the side of his face. ‘He hasn’t drunken my blood in a while.’ She tugged his hand, guiding him inside her home. Kuro gave him a light smile as she closed the door once inside. “Oh, I did something fun today that I haven’t done in quite some time.”
Sano chuckled at her concern. “I’m alright,” he said quietly. True, he hadn’t had blood in a while. And while he knew it was probably better to be proactive about it, rather than waiting to have an attack, there was… obviously something awkward, not to mention morally questionable about asking your lover for her blood.
Unless of course, you and your lover are mutually into that. Was that what there situation was?
Sano coughed quietly to clear his mind. That kind of thought was the wrong kind of productive right now. She led him inside and he followed happily. Some quality time was certainly in order. “Something fun, hm? Me, too.” It wasn’t technically a lie. He hadn’t gone to Shimabara, the only place he would normally have seen a woman dancing, in quite a while. As soon as she was done closing the door, he wrapped her up in his arms again, pulling her flush against him.
“Your dance was quite lovely, Kuro-chan,” he whispered.
She blushed at his compliment, feeling his arms wrap themselves around her. It felt nice to be held again. To be in his arms. ‘He saw it…so chizuru-chan was right...’
‘Wait a minnut..’ She hadn’t even sensed him near her stage, let alone close by. So how did he see her performance. She shifted in his arms, securing her arms around his neck as she peered at him with curiousity. “And Where, praytell, were you hiding hmm?”