Zakyria...

You know what bites (no pun intended) worse than being a vampyre? Being a homosexual vampyre that is in high school. I mean, really? Girls asking e out and flirting left and right.

I love being a vampyre. I mean the speed, the strength, and being attractive? Its great! But the good old pair of fangs? Not so attractive. Pale skin? I would kill for a tan. Every other myth and stereotype has been over dramatized for the sake of a good story. I mean, garlic smells bad to humans right? Well us vamps have a heightened sense of smell so its much WORSE and that's why we cringe. Holy water is just water... and crosses make for some amazing tattoos.

My only real "problem" is being gay while in high school. Ugh! Not sounding too fun right about now... I just moved into this town during my senior year about a week ago. I start tomorrow, on a Wednesday. I decided to come here because it's as far away from home as possible and no one would imagine a vampyre living in the middle of a desert, right? Too much sun for us poor little sensitive, soul-less saps.

I love it out here because the stars, which have always made me love the feeling of night, are very prominent. Especially on my rooftop. And tonight as I lay perched upon my condo building, I think back to a night as clean smelling and crisp as this one...

*A YEAR PRIOR*

IT was lat and dark. Zakyria couldn't sleep because he was spending time thinking of Elijah (his loving boyfriend). As he slipped through the shadows of the night, he imagined his face. How his eyes changed from hazel to dark brown with lust, How fast he could run, when they'd both come out to the world together...

*buzz*

"You still up, love? -EW"

"I figured since it was only 11 you might be. -EW"

"For you, love, I am always awake. What are you doing? -ZD"

"Walking around... Care to join me?- EW"

Zakyria instinctively headed in the direction of their spot.

"Meet ya at the tree in a bit, love. -ZD"

"Can't wait- EW"

Zakyria arrived less than five minutes later and sat down to rest his back against the trunk. The tree above him had many leaves but regardless of the obstruction of his view of the night sky, he knew what constellations were out tonight. As he silently mapped out this favorite ones, he softly smiled with anticipation as he heard a footstep behind him and then...

CRASH!
The world went black.

"Baby?" Elijah held Zakyria's head in his lap.

"What happened?"

"I don't know," Elijah paused and looked around, "I just saw you lying here about five minutes ago an I... I ... I carried you to my place."

Zakyria looked around and found that he was indeed in Elijah's room. Elijah's face steeled and Zak brought his hand up to comfort him but was proptly dumped onto the floor.

"What's wrong?"

Elijah smiled softly with regret and whispered "I'm sorry for this"

Zakyria saw blackness again but woke up to the faint smell of blood and the subtle smell of his own cologne. He softly grazed his knuckles against his neck to feel a wetness and 2 puncture marks and thought to himself "Well Fuck"