Important note!!! before you read: This story takes place in the future after Aiya has grown up. Mr China does not need food to survive but he does get horrible and cranky if he doesn’t eat.
I’m honestly not much of a writer but I had this idea and I really wanted to write it…
Soft low growls emitted from within the depths of the dark cave. The Chinese vampire was sitting in the very back, his talismans-covered hands scratching against the earth irritably. He gritted his teeth tightly, trying his damnedest to keep his cravings for blood down. Normally he could keep it down by consuming other kinds of food, but recently his hunts had not been going so well. It was hard to get proper food when you’re a 6 feet tall hopping undead, and with feelings and a conscience no less. He refused to kill any living creature just to satisfy his own hunger.
Now he had to face the consequences. Without being able to appease his craving, he would get irritable. If it kept up, he might even go crazy. He could already feel his sanity slipping a little. The shadow of his former self was still present in him and trying to keep it down was difficult. He was still a monster deep down.
Just then, a familiar silhouette appeared at the mouth of the cave. It was none other than his daughter, Aiya. He was happy to see her but at the same time, he did not want her to see him like this. In his current cranky mood, he was afraid if he’d do something he might regret.
"Daddy! I’m back! How have you been?" she chirped as she entered the cave, her shoes making a bit of noise as she traversed across the grounds towards him. It wasn’t that loud honestly, but his senses were sharp and that little noise was enough to annoy him.
"I’m fine," he grumbled back in response, immediately regretting it. Now she was probably going to ask him about it.
"You don’t sound fine. What is wrong?" she knelt down beside him, looking concerned. When he didn't respond, she reached up to put a hand on his arm. “Come on, Dad, you know you can tell me—"
"I said I’m fine!" his voice raised considerably, his eyes seemingly flared in the dark, snatching his arm away from her. She let out a gasp in shock and pulled back, hurt written on her face which quickly made his non-existent heart break. He put his face in his hands and sighed heavily.
"Aiya, I’m…" he muttered softly. "I’m so, so sorry. This… This is just not my day. I’ll be better tomorrow, I promise." To be honest, he wasn't even sure if tomorrow would be better. It might very well just get worse for him. The possibility is always there.
"I think I just need some air," he finally said when she had remained silent. He rose up from the floor and headed for the exit. But a hand took hold of his own, stopping him.
"Daddy… It’s the hunger spells, isn’t it?"
He looked bewildered. He had never told her before. “How did you know?"
She sighed, standing up as well. “This isn’t the first time, Dad. There are other times you’re like this but once you start eating, you get back to normal."
He looked away, slightly embarrassed. “It is that obvious, huh?"
She stepped into his vision, her expression a serious one this time. “I want you to have my blood."
His eyes widened and he froze. “Wh-what?" was all he managed to utter.
"You heard me, Daddy. I want you to bite me." Her voice was full of confidence, as if she had been thinking over this for a long time.
He frowned, still baffled. “Do you realise the severity of your request? No. No, Aiya, I can’t. I /won’t/." He turned away, trying to dismiss the idea from his mind. His cravings were screaming at him to take the offer but how could he? She stepped into his field of vision once more, insisting that he take her blood. And once again, he refused. What kind of father would he be if he had bitten his own daughter?
"Daddy, please… I want to help you." She sounded so sincere. “You never had an easy time raising me. Every time you managed to get food, you've always prioritised me, leaving little to nothing for yourself. You don’t know how bad that makes me feel! I love you so much, Daddy and it hurts me more to see you like this! So please…"
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, still trying to hold back his urges. He turned back to look at her, leaning down low to look her in the eyes, his expression a stern one. As he spoke, his voice was a guttural growl. “Are you certain about this, Aiya? It /will/ be painful."
Unfazed by his warning and as a response, she stripped herself of her jacket and tugged on the collar of her shirt, tilting her head to one side and exposing her neck to him. He stared at the offered flesh, so many things running through his mind at once. He studied her eyes once more and then hesitantly brought up his large hands to her. He gently picked her up, raising her to his level and cradling her in his arms softly. Deep down he knew this was a prevention to something far worse. He did not want to think of what would happen if his appetite was not appeased. The monster in him would not be as lenient.
He made eye contact with her one more time. “I’m sorry…"
And with that, he leaned in, his jaws separating, revealing the rows of sharp teeth lining the inside of his mouth. Aiya closed her eyes when she felt his hot breath against her neck, bracing herself. In a few moments, she felt the tips of his fangs pressing to her skin and gently sinking into the flesh. She gasped softly and squeezed his shoulders. It was painful and she bit on her lip to suppress it, allowing only quiet whimpers to escape.
The Chinese vampire shuddered as he felt the taste of her rich warm blood flowing down his throat. He couldn’t help but let out a growl of delight. It had been so long since he tasted something as sweet as this. His body twitched as he tried to compose himself and the monster within. He drew more blood from her, drinking it down hungrily. At the same time, his hand softly stroked and caressed her back in an attempt to comfort the girl and get her tensed muscles to relax.
Her groans eventually softened and the tight hold she kept on his shoulders was released. It was still uncomfortable and the pain was still there, but it had subsided considerably and it didn’t felt as bad as it had initially. She went limp, entrusting herself to him completely.
They remained that way for a while before she finally let out a suppressed groan, and her grip on his shoulders tightened again, successfully bringing his attention back to her. She was already starting to feel weary and drained. He understood immediately, and forced himself to remove his fangs from her. His entire being trembled as he savoured his last mouthful of blood, a deep content purr escaping from him. He leaned back in and licked her neck softly, cleaning her wounds. It took all of him to keep himself from plunging back in.
When he was done, he pulled back and looked to her, worried. “Are you all right, Aiya?"
She did not say anything, but instead smiled at him and nodded weakly. Her father pulled her in for a hug, his voice cracking slightly as he started to sob. “I am so sorry…"
"Daddy it’s fine," she raised her hand to pat him on his shoulder. “Did you like that?"
"Yes… Yes I did… Thank you. My beautiful girl… I would be nothing without you." He nuzzled her lovingly, speaking in between his sobs. She only smiled and kissed him on his forehead. “I love you, Daddy… I-If you don’t mind, I would like to get some rest now."
"Yes… Yes of course. You must rest." He carried her over to her makeshift bed and laid her down softly, leaning down to give her forehead a kiss as well. “Good night, Aiya. Daddy loves you too."
"Good night," she yawned softly with a smile. She turned over on her side and curled up under the sheets, falling asleep almost instantly. Throughout the night, the Jiang Shi kept his watchful eyes on her.