Pairing: No set main pairing yet. This Chapter: Fuji/Yukimaru
POV: Third
Rating: For this chapter PG-13
Warning: Slight mentions of gore, slight hints of lust. Slash
Summary: In the underground world of Tokyo, vampires are taking over slowly. Syuusuke Fuji is in the midst of it. A revered vampire, he is leading the rebellion against his kind. AU. Based off "A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me"
Disclaimer: I in no way own any of these characters or "A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me".
Author's Notes: So, I've into Fueled By Ramen and Alternative music. And this idea's been floating around in my head for a while. So I'm giving this a shot. Please review!
A deathly quiet surrounded Fuji as he cursed under his breath. It had been over the moment he and the others had decided to fight against The Dandies. It was over the moment those luscious lips sank upon his neck. It was over the moment the bastard, Yukimaru, had decided that there was a special air around him.
Sometimes, he wished he wasn't so special. Maybe then he wouldn't have become this. A cold, beautiful creature. With deathly pale skin and piercing blue eyes. Looking oh, so delicate. As much as one could while being able to tear your blood red, succulent intestines out.
Fuji got turned on just thinking about it. Blood, real blood. Not the cheap, tasteless blood one drank from a corpse hours dead. No, he meant the blood of a live human. Hearing them scream like something out of a horror movie, their worst nightmare coming true. Seeing them writhing beneath your strong grasp as you drank every last ounce of life out of them. It had been too long since he'd last done so.
Biting his lower lip, he snarled at himself. He wasn't supposed to think this way. He wasn't one of them; he wasn't a fucking Dandy. They were brutal things, mere shells of the beauty they once held as humans. Remembering nothing of their previous life, they seemed programmed to kill. Screw it if Fuji was the only one who remembered his human life.
But he knew he probably was. That's what made him special. That little bit of humanity left inside. He wished it wasn't there. He would much rather have died, or become a mindless Dandy then the fate bestowed upon him. Then he wouldn't have a conscious, could kill all he wanted and have no remorse. True, Fuji was always sadistic, but never to the degree that his body moaned for.
Fuji was a whore for blood.
Looking up as the door creaked, Fuji could instantly tell who was there.
"Yukimaru…" he growled.
The silhouette chuckled as he murmured a reply. "Well, hello there Syuusuke. What, no love for me? No jumping out of your chair to greet me like a good Dandy should? How sad… And here you are, one of my most prized possessions."
Leaning forward to brush by Fuji's ear, he added, "I missed you, my little Syuusuke…"
Fuji shivered as his warm breath caressed his ear. Yukimaru was delighted that he had such an effect on Syuusuke. After all, all of Tokyo's vampires were afraid of him. But not him, he had the defiant tramp in the palm of his hand.
Staring back Fuji's icy voice rang across the room. "I was and never will be a Dandy, or "yours". What are you planning to do? Where are my friends?"
The lithe, blue-haired boy tutted, "Syuusuke, you have so many questions, I don't think I can answer them all… Maybe if you never escaped I wouldn't have to either."
He paused for a second, before continuing, "As for your friends, they're taken care of. Safe and secure I do believe, for now. The red-headed cat gave us a bit of trouble though."
"His name's Eiji," Fuji snarled.
"No matter," Yukimaru said with a wave of his hand. "They're not important. Only you are."
He stared into Fuji's eyed, burning him. He searched deep into those eyes and found what he was looking for. Fear. And perhaps longing? It seemed that he was able to pound a few things into Fuji's head during their intimate month together.
Yukimaru smiled. Fuji could see the blood stained on his teeth. No wonder he was in a good mood, he had a good kill before this meeting. It just made Fuji want to lean forward and kiss Yukimaru's lips. Not just for the blood that coated them, but because he was so beautiful. Licking his chapped mouth, he saw those juicy lips begin to move.
"I have a proposition to make Syuusuke. You stay with me and become a good little Dandy. No trying to escape again. And then maybe I'll spare your precious little friends. Otherwise that red-haired cat will be the first to go."
Saying that, he sultry walked out of the room, leaving the object of desire behind.
Yukimaru knew Fuji wasn't as strong as he seemed.
Note To Self: So how was it? It might be a bit confusing, but I just wanted to see people's reactions to the idea. If you guys like it, I'll pick it up. As for the pairing, you'll just have to wait and see.