Aurora watched the first man chow down on the second one,a bit of revulsion rising into his stomach and a lightheaded feeling smacking into him like a semi truck."Oh wow...I didn't know this was that kind of place..."Taking the towel and wrapping it around his face like a mask,he took a seat and promptly looked elsewhere.

Mona glared back at her brother.
"That was smooth," she commented. "You bedding him too?"

"Please...."

Mona sighed and then took couple quick strides to get over to her brother. She clenched her fist and then punched him straight in the face. There was a sharp, resounding crack and Mona narrowed her eyes at him.

Chrys ducked a bit, holding his hand to his face. Black liquid oozed out of his nose and splattered on the ground.
"Thanks," he grunted, standing back up again as his face repaired.

"Don't mention it." She turned to the other guest and smiled pleasantly at him, gray smoke billowing from her lips.
"Sorry about that, hope you aren't too shaken by these past events. I'm Mona and this is my place."

"Um...I'm Aurora.Nice to make your aquiantence Madam Mona,"the hybrid said,offering a hand toward the vampiress."It wasn't too bad,juts not used to seeing stuff like that where I'm from."

"Well, again, I'm sorry for any uncomfortable circumstances you might've had to put up with." She nodded and shook his hand firmly. "Hope it hasn't turned you off to this place."

After changing his shirt and cleaning the blood from his neck and collarbone, Zaitsu changed his shirt to a dark gray long-sleeved button up shirt. He wrapped bandages around his neck, then went back out to the bar, then into the kitchen where he began to clean.

"I'm gonna..."

"You bite him again and I'll rip you a new one, ya jackass," Mona called after her brother as he moved towards the kitchen.

"Shut up," he grumbled back at her. He pushed open the kitchen door and slumped inside, closing it behind him. "Hey, you," he said to Zaitsu. He slumped down onto the floor and sat there quietly in front of the doorway. "Hope I didn't freak you out."

"You didn't," he said from where he was on his knees scrubbing the floor. "It's just that... Something kind of... Well, embarrassing happens to me sometimes when I let other beings feed on my blood..."

"Ah, yeah, I felt that one." Chrys smiled. "Funny thing, I actually have a similar quality. Doubt it goes by the same name as yours, but I think I could probably empathize in some way." Chrys reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting on up with a tongue of hellfire he produced.
"Felt rather nice."

His face flushed and he kept his eyes on his work. "It hurts to stop it..." he said barely above a whisper. "But I'd rather be in pain than humiliated..."

"You're telling me..." Chrys laughed, taking a long drag. "Ah, well, let's agree that if we ever decide to have such a lovely interaction once more that we'll do it somewhere that you won't have to stop, eh?" The smile was all to apparent in his inflection. "Think about it."

"I prefer privacy when doing such things anyways. You didn't really give me a chance to even request it." He scooted backwards on his knees as he continued scrubbing.

"And that's my own fault. You'll have to forgive me for not asking. I fell over the line. I'll remember for later instances." He glanced towards Zaitsu's figure. "If you so wish, I mean."

He stopped his work for a moment, placing his weight on both hands and the tips of his boots finally touching the floor even though he wasn't finished. "I wouldn't mind feeding you again..." he said quietly.

"Just... Realize that my body reacts in certain ways and that it's beyond my control..."

A smug grin spread over Chrys's lips and he chuckled.
"Lovely," he whispered. "And I hope that you do the same for me. Sounds like fun." He stood up. "I've taken a liking to you, sir. Hope you don't mind."

"I don't see why," he muttered, the toes of his boots once again up off the floor as he resumed his scrubbing. "Could you please ask Mona if there's anything specific she'd like me to do?"

"Great," Chrys said, nodding. "Ah, sure." He walked backwards out of the door, approaching his sister. "Got any tasks for the lowly one behind the kitchen door?" He was gleefully grinning.

"Not particularly," Mona said, huffing out a trail of bluish smoke. "But if he randomly feels like watering my plants, then he can help himself." She hoisted herself up onto the bar and lit a cigarette of her own to cover up the lavender scent that perfumed from her mouth.

"You get that, sir?" Chrys asked, pushing open the door again as he walked inside.

"Yeah," he answered, finishing up the floor and standing up. He dumped out the water in the bucket, then went to find a pitcher to fill with water.

"Where does she keep her plants?" he asked, glancing over at Chrys.

"In her bedroom," Chrys told him. He turned to the left and pushed open the black door that was there, revealing a great space behind it. The room was a bit too wide for one person to inhabit comfortably. There was a large bed sheeted in blue cotton, a wooden dressed and a tall bookcase. There were shelves of paint and a great display case that was absolutely empty. The carpet was dark blue like the walls. And in one bright corner were a couple of potted plants. There was a rosemary plant on the bookshelf next to it.

"After you."

He took a deep breath before entering the room, making his way over to the plants and watering them. They seemed to almost respond to him; if a plant could ever show emotion, they were showing happiness and curiosity as he gently touched their leaves while pouring water into their pots.

"Got a way with the greens there," Chrys said, smiling as he followed Zaitsu and then sat down on the bed. "Mona would be jealous."

He flinched a little, but only smiled softly. "I love plants..." he said quietly. "I had a rose garden at my last residence... I had to keep them on the roof, but they bloomed so beautifully... Even in the winter. I had rigged up a heating system to keep them warm and cozy all winter long, and small hoses were in the soil and watered them whenever they started getting dry."

There was an expression of fondness mixed with sorrow as he stroked a leaf of the plant he was currently watering. "I went back to check on them a while after I had to leave; to make sure they were still warm and moist... But someone had set fire to them weeks before I managed to go back. It felt like someone had murdered my children. Roses are far from my favorite bloom, but those roses... I loved them very much."

His eyes widened just slightly before narrowing, a look of embarrassment crossing over his features as he moved on to the next plant. "I'm sorry for rambling like that. It was stupid of me."

Chrys cocked his head to one side as he listened, smoking on his cigarette. "Well, hey, I'm sorry," he said gently. "I mean, I've never cared for anything living really, but I have a shadow nursery. So, I can imagine the horror of returning one day and finding all of them broken. I'd probably be blinded with fury...." He trailed off.

"Mm." He finished watering the flowers and left the room.

He spent the rest of the day scrubbing down every surface in the bar, the kitchen, and the upstairs floors, including every room that was unoccupied. Everywhere in the establishment was extremely clean thanks to Zaitsu's OCD and elbow grease.

The demon now lay in his bed, sound asleep in his cold, dark bedroom.

Mona sat quietly with her brother in the bar. The both puffed on Djarum Blacks and sipped at glasses of gin and tonic.
"New lover then?" she asked him.

"Quite possibly," Chrys replied, blowing smoke into the air. "Hell, I dunno. Right now he's just a pretty guy with sweet blood and a gracious gift to couple that flavor." He kept silent for a moment. "I think I'll go say hi."

"Alright, well, goodnight, Chrys." Mona kissed him as he walked past. She stayed seated to finish off her drink and cigarette.


Chrys wandered, following after Zaitsu's scent until he reached his bedroom. a few gentle movements of shadows and the lock unbolted. Chrys slipped inside, snapping the door shut behind him. He crept up to the bed where the man slept and watced him for a good while. The man's wings were out as he slept. It made Chrys smile.

He knelt down next to Zaitsu's pillow. He whispered,
"Evening, sir...."

Red eyes shot open, pupils immediately slitted. He sat up quickly, looking at Chrys with wild, animal-like surprise. "Wh-what are you doing in here...?" he panted, the feathers on his wings ruffled up.