Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Kyou Kara Maou. If I did there'd be tons of yaoi!

And I'll spell the names the way they're spelt in the fansubs.

Title: Passionate Blood ( I may change the title later)

Series: Kyou Kara Maou

Pairing: Yuuram (sorta)

Rating: uh…PG-13 (I think)

Summary: Shin Makoku has Dragons, magic, and demons…so why not Vampires?

Warnings: This only my second fanfic and my first one sucked.

Here's tha prologue, hope you enjoy! Plz comment/rate/critique! Let me know that someone out there wants to read some more, kz?

"Yuuri! Yuuri, what's wrong?" Wolfram was standing over his fiancé, unsure of what was happening.

Yuuri was kneeling on the ground, grinding his teeth together, his hands clutching his chest. Wolfram took a step forward, when Yuuri suddenly relaxed. He stood slowly, slouching, arms hanging by his sides. Suddenly his hair grew. Past his shoulders, waving around slightly by an imaginary wind.

Wolfram recognized the change. Yuuri was becoming the Maou. However, something was off. Yuuri was encircled by his aura, but it wasn't the sparkling sea blue color it always was. No, his aura was red. Glowing blood red.

Yuuri stiffened, and turned his head towards Wolfram, leaning in slightly.

All Wolfram could do was stare. Stare at Yuuri's eyes - no. Those were not Yuuri's eyes. Those orbs of swirling crimson were not Yuuri's eyes!

Wolfram was frozen in place transfixed in the beauty of those deadly eyes…or was it fear? Either way, Wolfram could not move as Yuuri slowly took a step towards him.

Yuuri leaned in close, his breath ghosting over the hollow under Wolfram's left ear. Wolfram's breath hitched. Yuuri took a deep breath, and finally said something in a voice that Wolfram would never forget for the rest of his life. However short it may turn out to be.

The voice was smooth and seemed to echo in his mind, infiltrating it. Wolfram never knew a voice could sound so demonic.

"Your blood is so…intoxicating. I hope it's even more delicious than it smells." An unseen grin spread across Yuuri's face.

One hand grabbed Wolfram's waist, pulling him closer. Wolfram couldn't resist. He was highly aware of what was going on, but he couldn't move. He could not will his body to move.

The other hand trailed up his back and nestled itself in his hair, tilting his head carefully to the right, exposing his neck to the pale moonlight. A drip of sweat glistened as it slid down into the collar of his shirt.

Yuuri's tongue trailed the same path, from the base of Wolfram's ear to where his skin disappeared beneath his blue collar. Wolfram couldn't help but shudder.

The Voice spoke once more…"Good night, Wolfram"

…before two fangs pierced his neck.

Wolfram's eyes widened at the pain. Before the pain was consumed by pleasure. The pleasure flew through his blood, throughout his whole body. Wolfram let out a moan of passion…then every thing went black.

Le gasp!

Don't worry, I could never kill Wolfy!

If you lke tha idea of the KKM characters being vampires and still have some pretty hot smex, tune in cause soon I'll be uploading the first chapter of my AU Fanfic "Love Sucks (literally)"