Okay so I am really feeling this story. Galaxymastershipping, Durbe x Shark (what's their ship name?), and Aztecshipping. AU (obviously) and rated M for violent themes, blood and gore, character death, and possible smut. I do not own YuGiOh Zexal.
The thunder outside claps loudly and the rain comes down from the sky with vengeance. The small cabin is right in the middle of the violent storm but it is holding up quite well against the harsh rainwater and wind. Inside sits Haruto Tenjo, watching TV and using its light as the source of illumination seeing as the power was knocked out. He has to make sure to thank his brother's boyfriend for making the TV keep power even when everything else doesn't. If it wasn't on then the house would be completely dark and Haruto would be trembling under his bed, sobbing until his brother came home to cuddle with him.
Suddenly there is a knock on the door and Haruto freezes in place. He's all alone and in these situations, Kaito tells him to never open the door. Kaito is smart and Haruto has no reason whatsoever to disobey his rules. But another knock comes and soon more come quickly. Haruto curses his good nature because now he remembers that the cabin doesn't have a porch or viser, so the person knocking is standing out in the middle of the vicious storm. He pictures them trembling and soaking wet, the inevitable cold brewing inside them. Surely Kaito would understand if he opened the door to let the poor stranger in, right? Deciding that it would be okay, Haruto jumps down from the couch and swiftly moves to the door.
Once he's up to the door, his apprehension starts to sink in. What if the person wants to be let in so he can rob him and kill him? Then again, what thief would knock on the door? He swallows his fear and simply turns the lock, turning the knob and opening the door. Behind the thin screen door, he is met with piercing blue eyes. For a minute he thinks it's his brother Kaito, until he notices the long blonde hair coming down past his shoulders. Like he thought, the stranger is shivering and soaking wet from the rain. Haruto's big heart instantly wants to let the person in but his apprehension keeps him at bay.
"Hello. I'm lost and I got caught in the storm. I was going to try and find my way but the weather is just not on my side at the moment. Do you mind if I come in to dry off and call a friend?" the stranger asks with a soft voice that breaks Haruto's apprehension and convinces him it'll be okay to let him in. With a smile, he unlocks the screen door and pushes it open, inviting the person into his home. As the stranger enters, Haruto studies him silently. His hair came down to his elbows and was a shade lighter than Kaito's. His clothes were soaking wet and were dripping on the wood floor as he walked, making him wonder how long he had been out in the rain.
"Wait here!" Haruto tells him and runs upstairs, knowing exactly what he needed. He runs into the bathroom and takes three towels before running to his room and taking a blanket. Kaito would use that blanket on him when he was too stubborn to come inside from the rain, Haruto always did love playing in the mud puddles. As he makes his way downstairs with the bundle of things in his arms, he smiles to see the stranger is standing there obediently, not robbing him. The young boy runs over to him with a smile and holds up the bundle, watching as the stranger takes a towel and starts to dry his beautiful hair. Haruto turns and sets the other towels on the couch, taking the blanket and hugging it as he walked back over to the stranger.
"Take this, it'll keep you nice and warm." The stranger keeps his face hidden behind his hair as he dries it but Haruto can hear him chuckling quietly.
"There is only one thing I need, angel." Curious, Haruto lowers the blanket slowly and tilts his head. His apprehension returns and he starts to regret his decision.
"What I need...is your blood." The stranger flips his hair back and hisses loudly, revealing two large fangs. Haruto screams and drops his blanket, moving to run away only for the stranger to grab him and yank him close. He feels the two large fangs sinking into his flesh and his blood rolling down his neck, he realizes he's made a grave mistake and screams again. Only this scream is filled with regret and sorrow rather than fear.
So what do you think? Reviews are all welcomed!