Saber now sat on a comfortable sofa in the living room of Sen. Her house was actually quite modest considering how much she made for her works, It was a two story, had three bedrooms and two baths, hardwood adorned the floor and the lighting on the ceiling amplified it, the walls were of gray brick and a single chimney sat with him in the living room. All in all it was a very American styled home. In fact, it was a perfect fit for her in some strange way. When they had arrived, Sen had dimmed the lights and told him to remain on the couch while she prepared some food for her guest.

She then emerged from her kitchen with a plate of sandwiches and two coffee cups's in her hand. “Sorry, it took so long... the coffee from this morning had gotten cold.” she apologized, smiling, as she sat herself down on a leather chair angled to the left of the couch in which Saber sat. She then sat the plate down on the table in the center of the room.

They sat there in an awkward silence, Ato looking at Saber expectantly. What was she expecting? Saber wondered as he shifted awkwardly in his seat, averting his eyes.

“Well?” she asked, “Eat one.” She said motioning to the combination of bread, dairy, and meat.

“Oh! Right sorry...” he said, mentally cursing himself for his rudeness. Previous endeavors with food forgotten, Saber unwittingly put the food in his mouth. To him, it tasted like every other thing he'd eaten since waking from his accident... awful. Immediately he regurgitated the food back onto the plate, eye's watering and tongue twitching in disgust.

“I'm sorry, Miss Sen...” He apologized, face heated in embarrassment of his intolerance for food.

She simply laughed an shook her head, making Saber wonder, for a split-second, if she'd done something to the food to make that happen.

“Don't be,” she reassured him, “I've never been the best at making food, even simple stuff like sandwiches. Too much mayonnaise?” she asked scratching the back of her head.

“No, it wasn't your food it was me... back in ikebukuro Academy Doctor Kano said to me that: my intolerance to food was caused by the traumatic incident I endured... My mind thinks it should be dead and my body is coping with my sister organs so I-”

“Did you say your sister'?” she asked, tone going from friendly to serious, her face filled with worry.

Saber gulped, did she know Akari? Did she know she had the dark Magic? She must have... Why else would she be so concerned all of a sudden? “Yes...” He said reluctantly... A silence fell between them before Sen spoke up.

“Shi... why don't you tell me what really happened that night... skip to the most 'important' part.” she said as she clasped her hands together in front of her soft face which was contrasted by hard, serious eyes, and tight lips. It made Saber's heart beat faster... there was something she wants telling him and it made him uneasy.

“That night I was with my Sister looking for everyone who needed help we….killed demons half human, because she said if we don't help our friends or people why would that make us...” He scoffed silently. “But as we head back halfway she was...” he paused, remembering how Akari died protecting him being covered in her blood... Until, he broke that day. “She um... she-”

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“Tried to protect you...” Sen finished for him looking down...

“Y-yeah... So you knew too, right? That Akari was Killed because of me?”

An eerie silence settled in the room for a short period of time before the author spoke up once more.

“Shi... Are you hungry?” she asked looking at him.

“Am I hungry?” he repeated his confusion evident in his voice. “I don't Know what you mean...”

The author sighed and then said “I'll show you...”

Ato held her finger pointed upwards to the ceiling, studying it intently with big eyes. Saber was curious as to what she was doing (He was beginning to think she was just plain crazy...)

Next she took the pointer finger of her other hand and slowly, roughly broke the skin of the upwards pointing finger, causing blood to ooze slowly from it. For some unexplainable, disgusting, and disturbing reason Saber couldn't look away as the blood trickled slowly down her finger, unto her palm and down to her slender wrist, it would have flowed lower, had she not angled her arms at him. “Here, lick it up...” she commanded.

This shook Saber from his trance. He couldn't do that it was disgusting... yet... he wanted to. Saber gulped, feeling his mouth begin to salivate heavily as he looked more intently at the dark red liquid that traced her arm. He began panting as he reached for it, Closer... closer his arm got to feeling the bodily fluid that drained out from the authors wrist and then, almost hating himself for it, He pulled back and leap off the couch away from the girl.

“NO!” he yelled at himself, “You don't want that...” his body was shaking uncontrollably, he looked down at his legs which now looked as if they were filled with angry bee's, his hands were twitching violently. He'd lost track off where he was, he was more concerned with the fact that he wanted to not only lick the blood, that sweet blood, from Sen Ato's arms, but rather he wanted to rip off her arm and feast upon it as well kill her. No, No, No, No, No,NO! He mentally yelled, violently shaking his head from left to right, Why... why do I want that? He asked feeling warm, bitter tears crawl out of his Red eyes.

Suddenly, Saber found himself pinned back on the couch, by a pair of thin, yet surprisingly strong, arms. He looked up at his restrainer to see Sen hovering above him, looking down and smiling calmly, though her eyes were different, or more accurately, her right eye... looked just like his when he activates his armor except it held no psychotic stare but rather, one of sadness despite the smile that rested just underneath it. “I'm sorry, Shi... But if I don't do this you'll most definitely starve.” She said just as she shoved her finger into his mouth.

Saber protested at first, trying hard to reject the taste... that sweet succulent taste... NO! He yelled mentally. No, no,no, no,no, no... Y-yes, yes, yes... His thoughts changed and his resistance stopped as he realized the blood tasted like the tastiest, richest, most delicious thing he'd ever experienced in all his life... Just like Sister's cooking.

In fact, he found himself mentally begging Sen to leaved her slender soft finger in his mouth, as she retracted it, leaving a string of blood mixed from saliva connecting Saber's mouth to her finger. It was strange, he felt full, well-fed would be the correct way to describe it, as if he'd just eaten a small meal. He was breathing heavy, yet calming down, tears still stinging his eyes and staining his cheeks. Out of all the things he could have asked her right now, only one was on his mind.

“This because of the dark Magic…?” He whispered, looking up at the green haired woman who had him pinned, now gently, to the couch. She nodded...

“And you are, too?” He asked.

This time Ato verbalized her answer in a calm soft voice, trying to calm Saber down and stop him from having another spasm. “Yes...” her voice sounded like a soft hiss, purposely sending Saber into a relaxed state.

“Why do you taste so good then?” he whispered back, although his whisper was much more frantic than hers, but a whisper nonetheless.

Ato began carefully stroking her guests forehead trying to lull him to sleep, He obviously had a strange day with nxy telling him to choose who to train with, perhaps a good rest would do him good. “Shh,” she hissed softly, “Just rest we'll talk when you wake up...” she whispered softly now closer to his ear, as she watched his eye's roll back, his lids cover them, and felt his breath steady signaling his loss of consciousness.