You and Vanitas were.. friends. Or, whatever you two call each other. You had been friends ever since you agreed to help him cure the vampire sickness that was going around. You yourself were a vampire, and yet. You hadn't got the sickness. You had always wanted to taste Vanitas' blood. But.. if you even remotely tried to even drink his blood. He would kill you himself. So, you avoided touching him.

Vanitas was a mysterious person, he barely spoke to you and he only spoke when he needed too. And he was supposedly obsessed with a girl named 'Jeanne'. You didn't mind that and just, kept to yourself. Yet, you couldn't help but feel jealous.

Presently, you were drinking blood from your friend, Domi. You two were old friends. So, you were kind of comfortable with each other. Vanitas entered the room you two were in. His eyes instantly widening at the scene in front of him. Vanitas looked down, soon gritting his teeth before he marched forward, grabbing you and pulling you back. Soon exclaiming.

"Why are you drinking blood from her.. when you have me?"