Akutagawa found himself navigating a delicate balance between his newfound vampiric existence and the remnants of his former life. Despite settling into a semblance of normalcy reminiscent of his pre-vampire days, a stark and undeniable change permeated his every moment – his transformation into a creature of the night. Once human, now forever bound to the undead realm, he grappled with the permanence of his condition, haunted by fangs and an unquenchable thirst for blood.

As he traversed the shadowy corridors of his undead existence, Akutagawa discovered a myriad of bat-like instincts awakening within him, strange and unsettling urges that pulsed through his undead veins. His senses sharpened to a razor's edge, his territorial instincts stirring with a primal ferocity he scarcely recognized.

Despite clinging to his role within the Port Mafia, the insatiable hunger for sustenance gnawed at him incessantly. While he could stave off the craving for blood for extended periods, the toll it took on his strength and vitality was undeniable. Each day became a precarious dance between the demands of his vampiric nature and the semblance of humanity he clung to, a fragile equilibrium threatened by the ever-present specter of his undead reality.

Stealthily infiltrating the dimly lit expanse of their shared apartment's living quarters, Akutagawa navigated the shadows until his gaze fell upon Atsushi, deeply absorbed in the luminescent glow of his handheld device upon the plush confines of the couch. Approaching with the grace of a predator, he traversed the space with nary a whisper, seamlessly maneuvering around the furniture until he settled beside his boyfriend, his countenance an embodiment of unyielding gravity, a characteristic trait that defined him.

"... "

With an air of solemnity enveloping him like a shroud, Akutagawa fixed his piercing gaze upon Atsushi, his features chiseled into a visage devoid of mirth or levity. Despite the intimidating aura he showed, his intentions were far from villainous.