So I had this other story/song fic using the song lyrics from Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls. And I accidentally deleted it so this is a more indepth newer version of the story. I hope you guys like it and please review.. ENJOY!!! :)


He broke through the trees, his red eyes flashing around the street. Quickly composing himself, he glided onto the sidewalk. His hands slid into his pockets, his index finger piercing the hole inside. He smirked down at his sloppy attire; a simple grey sweater, slacks caked with mud from the shin down, and dirty leather shoes. It was no wonder the humans around him stared. He strode through the streets, his eyes flickering lazily over the faces of the people passing by. He stopped, his eyes turning up to the darkening sky. It was going to rain.

He smiled as his prediction came true, light drops of water pattering down on his face and shoulders. The humans around him scurried away, their hands shielding themselves from the cool rain. He walked casually down the street, the rain meaning nothing to his vampire body. He sighed, the scents of the city around him wafting up his nose. He passed several buildings, his eyes dancing over the signs in their windows.

He crossed the street, stopping in front of an unremarkable diner. He tried to move, but couldn't. It was as if an invisible wire was holding him to this spot in the sidewalk. What was this? Why could he not move? He looked up at the rain streaked glass of the diner.

It was just an ordinary diner, he had seen many of them in his travels. Booths lined the walls inside, a long bar with several stools stood in front of a open window facing the kitchen. Nothing remarkable here. Yet for some reason he was drawn closer, his feet moving slowly toward the door. He raised his hand, curling it around the metal bar as he glanced up. Rain fell from the gutter above, dropping onto his hair. It streaked down his blond strands, falling lightly onto his long eye lashes.

He pushed the door open, a thousand scents wafting over him. Coffee grounds, grease, soap, charcoal, beef, fried corn. His eyes trailed around the room at the humans as their scents reached him. Perfume, hair spray, sweat, cologne, fabric softener, talcum powder. The most overwhelming scent of them all was the one most familiar to him. Blood.

He drifted toward a booth far from the questioning eyes of the humans, sliding smoothly into it. Placing his hands on the table, he contemplated his reasons for being here.

He was a monster, if his blood red eyes and chalky skin were any indication. He fed on humans, and here he was sitting in a cramped diner filled with them. It was suicide. For them anyway. They were not aware of how very close they were to a monster. How each twitter of their hearts intensified his thirst. Each pulse echoed in his ears, a siren call drawing him toward their fragile veins.

He sucked in a deep breath, locking his nostrils shut. He had enough self control for this. He could manage sitting here without an outburst. Yet he still didn't understand what it was drew him here. He jumped as a stool squeaked, his gaze shooting up toward the sound. His eyes flickered over a girl with short dark hair as she flitted toward him.

Her movements, they were far too graceful to be human. Too perfect. Her small feet danced so fluidly across the tile, one falling in front of the other soundlessly as she walked. And her body, it was petite, yet when she walked she looked as if her legs were as long as tree trunks. Her hips swayed back and forth seductively, throwing her hoop skirt into the air lightly. His eyes darted up her small waist, over her chest to her slender face. It was too perfect, too angelic to be real. High, defined cheek bones balanced a pair of golden eyes. Long black lashes extended from her eyelids as she bat them playfully.

He let his mouth fall open, the scents of the air washing into his throat. He tasted everything, but more strongly than even the blood, he tasted her scent. Too pure, too clean to be human. It settled in his throat, quelling the flames that were about to spring up.

The girl stopped, her smile pleasant as she looked down at him. He kept his eyes away, focusing on anything but her perfect face. She cleared her throat, turning his attention back to her.

"You've kept me waiting a long time". She whispered, her smile growing. Her tiny pink lips parted, revealing a set of pristine white teeth.

He tensed, his throat clenched tightly closed. Shaking his head, he smiled hesitantly back at her. "I'm sorry ma'am". He muttered as she grinned even wider.

For the first time in hundreds of years, he felt warm. His entire body was enveloped in warmth and security. It pushed away the darkness in his dead heart, replacing it with a blinding, comforting light. What was this? He looked over the girl as she watched him silently. He could now name what this was. Happiness.

He rarely felt it during his entire existence as a vampire, so rarely, he almost didn't recognize it. It was pure, mixed with something else he could not name.

She extended her hand toward him, her eyes turned down at him expectantly.

He knew what was mixed with the happiness, it was hope. Anxiousness came next, then was taken over by excitement. He glanced up at the girl, taking her small hand tightly in his own. Love, passion, contentment flowed over him. He glanced at her with eyebrows raised as she nodded toward the door.

He lifted from the chair, his hand still enclosed around hers. The wire that pulled him into the diner was now coiled tightly around him, binding him to this nameless girl. What a curious thing this was.

They walked toward the door, Jasper stepping in front of her to hold it open. She smiled up at him, love and appreciation flowing from her freely. They stepped out into the street, the girl releasing his hand suddenly. She grinned back at him as she folded her hands behind her back.

"Excuse me". he whispered as she nodded quickly. "Do I know you"? He said pushing his hands into his pockets.

"No. But I know you". She whispered, her eyes turning away for a moment. "My name is Alice". She said cheerfully looking up at him.

"My name is Jas-" He began as she interjected.

"Jasper Witlock." She beamed as his eyebrows raised. She clamped her mouth shut suddenly. "I know this won't make any sense but.. I kinda.. Saw us meeting today". She said looking up at him hopefully.

"You did"? He said looking around the empty streets.

"Well". Alice paused, taking a deep breath. "I know what you are.. And I am the same. A vampire". she said with a sheepish smile.

"I could tell". He smirked as she nodded.

"I figured you would.." She bit her lower lip. Excitement, anxiousness, happiness, all swirled around Jasper, enclosing him completely.

"How did you know about today"? He said looking down at her as she bounced slightly.

She laughed, her laugh radiating through him powerfully. What was with this girl? Why was her emotions affecting him so much? Was she the reason he was drawn into the diner? After all, he was usually drawn toward positivity as there was so few of it with Maria, but something else kept him with her. What was that?

"This is going to sound strange. Even for our kind but.. I can see the future". She said grinning up at him. Her emotions craved acceptance, empathy, love. He smiled down at her warmly.

"I suppose that is a little strange". He muttered as she grinned. "But you seem harmless enough".

An overwhelming wave of happiness crashed over him as she smiled. She took his arm hesitantly in her hands, her eyes darting up to his face.

"Do you think I could explain"? She whispered as he remained silent.

He felt her emotions stabbing at him. Longing, desperation, hopefulness.. Smiling weakly, he nodded. "Sure." He said as she grinned again, the warmth wrapping around his dormant heart.

"Come on." She said breaking into a sprint toward the trees. Jasper smirked, darting to her side effortlessly.