A/N: So I finally decided to get off my lazy but and write this. Well, truth be told I wrote this bit ages ago but it was only collecting dust in my laptop for God knows how long so I figured I should put it up and let you guys bully me into writing some more. Though I have about three more chapters finished at present. Note for new readers. This is actually a sequel to my other story 'This Bitter Taste of You' so you might have to go back and check that out before reading this one otherwise what happens here won't make much sense to you.

A warning in advance. This story will contain mention and probably scenes depicting drug abuse but that does not mean that I encourage that habit in any way or form. I have never used drugs myself nor would I ever recommend anyone to destroy their lives by doing the same. Whatever you read here has been based on what I learnt watching youtube videos so it might not be all that accurate. With that out of the way.

Enjoy~

Chapter 1:

He knew he should not have left him alone that night. They had found Sakura, slumped on the floor, staring off into space, a little ways away from the Syaoran's bed. A bed that was empty and cold so the boy had left sometime during the night. That was seven days ago. The days following his second disappearance had seen Kurogane and him going through the streets and the alleys of Infinity whenever they could, looking for him but it was almost as if the teen knew they were looking for him and had hidden himself someplace they couldn't find him.

The princess herself had refused to say anything but from the state they had found her in, Fai knew something had happened between her and Syaoran before the boy had left. What it was… he could not tell. He did not really blame him for leaving but he was not happy that he had to spend every free minute of his time searching for him through the back alleys and the shady parts of Infinity. He wondered for how long would they really search for him. What if they managed to win the tournament without his help and received the princess's feather? Would they leave here without him? Leave him to destroy his life in this pitiful world?

The sky looked like it would start pouring any minute.

"Fai…" The white dimension hopper perched on his shoulder whimpered softly as he ducked down into a dark alley way. He could hear someone getting beat up somewhere nearby but he suppressed the urge to go join the fight. The deals that went down in this part of Infinity. It was best to stay as far away from them as possible.

"I know Moko-chan. I know." He responded quietly, emerging into the slightly lit street. In the dull light of the dying street bulb, he spotted a large dark stain in the cracked pavement, which unsurprisingly enough, seemed like a dried blood stain. It was just as he turned to head back towards the apartment, giving up the search as a lost cause for the day when he heard it. It was a faint, weak cry, but it was a cry that sounded familiar to his heightened vampire senses.

"Fai." Mokona whimpered once more and he hastily turned on his heels, racing towards the alley where he had heard the sounds of one of the gangs beating someone up. His blood froze in his veins at the sight that met his eye when he arrived at the scene. The scent of blood was so thick in the air it was almost suffocating. He held his breath for a while as he drew closer, trying to make out who the victim was. Even though his nose had already identified who it was, he still wanted to be sure.

A cloud shifted overhead, letting the pale silvery moonlight to drift down to the ground. It wasn't enough for him to make out any distinguishing features of the victim but there was no mistaking that messy mop of hair.

"Hey!" he called out, catching the attention of the group of five men that were converged on the curled up form on the ground.

"Be on your way man." One of the men warned him, "A lesson is in progress right now." The other laughed, one of them harshly kicking up the boy curled up on the grimy alley floor making the latter cry out in pain. Fai clenched his fists by his side, keeping his voice level as he smiled icily.

"Yeah?" he quirked a brow, slowly advancing towards the men. "What sort of lesson?"

"This punk borrowed goods from us, but forgot to pay us back." The leader responded.

"It would be in your best interests to step away from him now."

"Why," their leader inquired, "he owe you too?"

"Well too bad blondie. We got to him first." The man that had kicked the boy piped up, "You can have your fun with him once we're done."

His smile turned even colder as he let his claws show.

"I thought I told you gentlemen to step away from him." he said, letting his eye turn to gold as he advanced.

"Damn it! What is it with these sudden freaks showing up every few days boss?" one of them cried as they took note of Fai's sudden transformation.