This is my second story on . This story is rated M for mature audiences. (Even immature too :P) So I wrote this story about Lee and Gaara. Lee is the Seme and the Vampire of the Story, and Gaara is the basic damsel in distress AKA Uke. Both are the main characters of the story. I was going to add a werewolf but then it would be too much like Twilight. And I hate twilight… Sorry for all the fans of twilight but seriously… EVIL. OK back to the story I was going to finish it all at once and post it, but the last story I posted I did that and it was over 5,000 words. I will not exceed that length in one chapter in a story. So this time I am making chapter(s). An intro, or prologue, body and a concluding to the story. I am trying to finish it all before posting it but I will try and post a new chapter every week or so. If I cannot post it within the amount of time I said I would then please accept my apologies, and I will get it up as soon as possible. If I have any mistakes as in grammar and punctuation please let me know so I can improve on my next chapter. Thank you and don't forget to review please. I like to know what you all are thinking when reading my stories. If I don't get any reviews then I won't post anymore of this story and it will discontinue. I started this story waaaay back in high school. I am now finishing my first semester of college. Once again if you do not review then I won't post, I have plenty more things to do with my time then post Yaoi stories. So please review after reading, it will make me happy.
The Vampires Rose
Prologue (1st person Point of View)
The life of a rose is as a life of a person. Red and beautiful, just as the one I love.
His pale skin shines in the sunlight, unlike mine.
In the moonlight his eyes light up as the moon itself.
His hair… as red as blood… my lifeline as his own is his heartbeat.
Rosy-red lips parting slightly as he breathes, shuttering me in ways I shall not say.
The darkness surrounding his bright blue eyes. Rings of passion surround the window of emotion.
His body… small muscle structure covers him. Looking very feminine with his skinny stature and slightly small size.
Never in my centuries of living have I seen such an inhuman version of beauty. No woman can compare to him.
Love… scared on his left forehead. He was emotionally abused, left alone to die, a scared dog with his tail in-between his legs. Deserted… still it sickens me how anyone could treat this lovely piece of art like trash. I curse those who abandoned him and left him emotionally distraught. Lost in the world of the living with no reason to be there. For I myself was in that same predicament. I was a coward though… I ran away from life.
He is perfection.
I am not…