He watched with intent and curious dark brown eyes as Caleb lapped away at his blood, overly eager despite his initial wariness of it. Min Yu couldn’t remember drinking Frederick’s blood. His first memory as a watcher was disjointed and hazy with bloodlust. He could recall the sensation of feeding, but not attacking anyone or who the vampire was that had provided his first meal. Min Yu was quite sure he had killed them, whoever they were. The vampire’s blood had been delicious, like all of his favorite foods and drinks and activities combined into a dark liquid form. But Min Yu’s most prominent memory after his turning, even more bright and clear in his mind than the blood he had swallowed, had been the silk of Frederick’s handkerchief across his face as his sire had dabbed away at the red that had stained his mouth.<br/><br/>Min Yu had wanted to kill Frederick, but then his fledgling instincts had turned his brain to goo and it had taken a few months for Min Yu to remember why he wanted to hurt his sire in the first place. Min Yu didn’t want to kill Frederick anymore, but he really wanted to make Frederick’s life as New Arklow’s watcher miserable so long as Min Yu had to share it with him. And he didn’t want them to stay together forever.<br/><br/>He cuffed the side of Caleb’s head as he reclaimed his arm, holding it up and watching the self inflicted wound he had made sew itself shut. It had been uncomfortable giving his blood to Caleb. Brought back to many memories of the cold and the snow. Min Yu pulled down the sleeve of his coat and dropped his arm. He grimaced and smacked his lips together, clearing his throat and aiming a wad of mixed spit and blood onto the concrete. The taste of Caleb in his mouth was revolting, flat and light and just all sorts of wrong. Min Yu really needed to wash the taste and texture of human blood out of his mouth. With the right kind of blood, preferably.<br/><br/>A bark of laughter left Min Yu as Caleb complained about the pain of the change. His eyes were dark and beady as he looked down at the human – the almost watcher fledgling.<em>His</em>fledgling, he thought with a sick twist of delight as he stared at Caleb. “What were you expecting? If you thought it’d feel<em>good</em>you must read too many paranormal romance novels.”<br/><br/>Min Yu laughed again and held his palms onto his knees as he bent over a little bit to watch the show. His stomach hurt a bit from swallowing Caleb’s blood. He had fed tonight and was starting to feel it. Min Yu reminded himself that he’d feed soon. Very soon. He hoped Caleb wasn’t going to take to long to die and rise up as a watcher. One of their meals had almost dragged himself out of the parking lot.<br/><br/>"I didn't say I'd save you," Min Yu said with a twisted smile. "I said I'd make you like me."