Klaus is the devil in disguise (immortalhybrid) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-09-24 21:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, niklaus mikaelson, yue katou |
Who: Klaus and Katou
What: Second meeting goes about as well as the first
When: Early September
Where: Random alley behind a bar
Rating/Warnings: Klaus is snacking on someone, so there's that
Status: Complete
As much as Katou enjoyed spending time with Michael when he was actually, you know, solid and able to communicate, being cooped up in the house all night really did get under Katou’s skin sometimes. Sometimes, he just needed to get out and look at the stars and get a breath of fresh air. Or a drink at the bar.
Live music was pouring out of the door of one of them, but that wasn’t the sound that attracted Katou’s attention. What attracted Katou’s attention was a muffled scream, suddenly cut short, in the back alley. He wished that he’d had Shiranui with him, but, well, walking around with a katana strapped to his back tended to attract weird looks, even if it was legal. At least he was always armed with his arm. Though, a majority of the threats in the OC Katou could handle without it.
But as he rounded the corner, he realized this wasn’t one of them. He still remembered the asskicking he had narrowly avoided last time he’d come here. The girl wasn’t struggling against Klaus, instead she was staring blankly up at the sky. Katou frowned, pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and put one in his mouth.
“Geez, what’d she ever do to you?” he asked blandly, and then lit the cigarette.
Blood bags didn’t do it for Klaus. He preferred his meals straight from the vein. Not only because it tasted better. But there was a sense of thrill to it. He loved knowing someone’s life was in his hand. It was just a matter of how much he wanted to drink. Did he want to take that sip that would send them to the point of no return? Or let them go free? It was all up to him.
If there was one thing Klaus hated it was having his meal interrupted. He let the woman go, looking her in the eye. “Leave and never come back here. Forget you saw me.” Once that was taken care of he focused his attention on the boy who had interrupted his meal, ready to kill him. “Didn’t anyone teach you it’s rude to disturb someone when they’re eating?” Klaus asked eyes glowing yellow.
Katou frowned, not looking especially perturbed by Klaus’s glowing eyes. He definitely wasn’t going to get his ass kicked, especially not when all he’d done was interrupt this dude sticking his teeth in some kinda blond’s neck. He jumped in the air, his three angel wings ripping through the back of his shirt, and rose up to a height where he was hopefully out of reach. “Naw, no one bothered with the manners thing when I was growing up,” he said, shrugging. Which wasn’t necessarily true. It was just that his father had thought breathing was an offence worthy of a beating, so eventually Katou had just ignored them all together.
What the fuck? This guy had wings? And Klaus thought he had seen it all. “What are you?” Klaus asked bluntly, not at all remembering that he had ran into this man before. Granted he hadn’t seen Katou’s wings during their last encounter but he had indeed learned that Katou was a plant, or made of plants or whatever the fuck it was.
Katou gave a frustrated sigh. “We already had this conversation,” he said. “I’m human.” Or at least his soul was.
“Humans don’t have wings,” Klaus replied eyes still glowing yellow. As for having the conversation before? He still had no idea what the guy was talking about. But now wasn’t the time to bring that up. Not when he wanted answers.
“They do if they eat part of an angel,” Katou snapped, aware even as he said it that that was likely to raise even more questions that he didn’t particularly want to answer. “Anyway, obviously some humans do have wings, so deal with it.”
“Obviously you’re not human,” Klaus shot back eyes still glowing yellow. If only this boy was on his level and not up in the air. Klaus could stick his hand in the boy’s chest, hold his heart in his hand and make him talk. The fact that he was out of reach infuriated Klaus.
“Hey man, if that’s what you wanna believe, that’s on you,” Katou said, frowning down at him. As far as Katou was concerned, that was exactly what he was. He didn’t like thinking about it further than that.
Klaus had better things to do than continue to interrogate some flying person. Who clearly wasn’t human. As curious as he was about the man he didn’t care to continue arguing with some creature. “Perhaps you should believe it too,” Klaus replied coolly. “Clearly you’re delusional. And now you are just wasting my time. I have better things to do.” And eat. With that Klaus sped off to find his next meal.
Katou frowned to himself, though with Klaus gone he felt more comfortable landing back on the ground and folding his wings back up to wherever the hell they went when they weren’t sticking out of his shoulders.
Whatever the hell Klaus thought, Katou was definitely human. A dead human maybe, but still human. He tried to ignore the gnawing in the pit of his stomach.