Ryou ran as far and fast as his small legs could carry him. Only nine, Ryou was already getting into trouble. Most of his problems were caused by his curiosity.

Hearing other pairs of running feet behind him, Ryou sped up. He started looking around for a possible hiding place. Suddenly, something flashes into his sight and he stops to see a grand old mansion lying before him. He ways his options but quickly decides when he hears the other running pairs of feet coming closer. He runs to the front door.

He pushes open one of the two doors and quickly closes it shut again when he's safely inside. He presses his right ear to the door to listen if the other boys were going to follow him.

"Where'd he go?" the first asked.

"I didn't see where he went after he rounded that corner." another replied.

"Hey, can we go?" the last one whimpered. "I heard scary stories about this mansion from my big brother. It's supposed to be haunted."

The other two look at the mansion, then nod. "He probably went to hide in someone's yard. Let's go!" And with that the three boy run off.

Ryou releases his breath in a relieved sigh. He then turned around to examine his surroundings. Unfortunately, it was completely pitch black. But that doesn't stop Ryou, he just starts using his hands to navigate. Curiosity is such a wonderful thing.

He continues to travel further into the mansion until what seemed to be a lit candle catch his eye. He turned to his right to see a single candle lit in a candle holder. Ryou blinks, I don't remember that being there. He shrugs and trots over to the lit candle. He carefully slips his index finger into the loop as not to burn himself. With candle in hand, he continues exploring.

The mansion was filled with hallways and rooms, most of which had nothing in them. But a select few had beds and other bedroom furniture. Ryou had looked through each and every room of the house. Except one, which he now stood in front of. Ryou couldn't shake off the fact that this room felt different somehow. He wasn't scared, a rare thing for a nine year old, but he certainly felt nervous.

Slowly he lifted his free hand to the metal door handle. He took a breath and heaved the door open. A blast of icy air went right through him and Ryou shivered. Lifting the candle, Ryou surveyed the room. It was in the attic and had just enough head space for any human to wander around in. there was one small window that looked out into the street in front of the house and let in very little sunlight. His hand holding the candle landed on the darkest corner of the room. In that corner was a box of some sort. Ryou walked closer to see that it wasn't a box but a black casket.

It was black with silver lining the edges. Its surface was smooth and smelled of freshly cut wood and dust. Dust did, in fact, coated the top of the elegant casket. Ryou kneeled down beside the casket and blew gently to remove the dust and found there were inscriptions carved into the wood in fancy handwriting. Ryou read the words aloud:

'Troubled blood with sleeps unease

Remove the cause of this disease

Sleep eternal never more

And shift this source of evil bourn

To this intended whom none shall mourn'

As Ryou said those last words strong wind twistered around him and the casket. The letters on the casket began to glow a shade of violet. In the commotion the casket lid flew off. Ryou had his eyes squeezed shut and his candle had long been blown out.

When the wind died down Ryou slowly opened his eyes. In front of him were two legs covered in leather boots and dark jeans. As his eyes traveled upward he also met a white muscle shirt, a black drench coat, and wild snow-white hair flowing to the man's middle back. But what kept Ryou staring were the sharp blood red eyes looking down on him.

"Who are you?" he demanded. His voice was low and husky and it echoed through Ryou's head.

Ryou blinked a couple times and answered, "My name is Ryou. Who are you?"

The man kneeled down in front of Ryou so that they were almost at eye-level. His red eyes searched Ryou's innocent chocolate ones. He smirked, showing sharp fangs, "The name's Bakura." He leaned in closer to Ryou, "How old are you?"

"I-I'm n-nine." he stuttered. Bakura looked genuinely shocked at this. That can't be right, he thought to himself. Only someone who either has royal blood or is no longer a virgin can awaken a sealed vampire, he looked back down at Ryou, who was sitting there innocently, so how did he do it? His thoughts were interrupted when Ryou asked, "How old are you?"

Bakura chuckled, "Why, I'm one hundred and eight." He leaned in closer to Ryou until he was practically on top of him, "Can you tell me something Ryou? Can you tell me how you awoke me?"

Ryou looked at him puzzled, "I woke you up? I'm sorry."

Bakura snorted, "You're just to innocent for your own good aren't you?" He stood back up and pulled Ryou up with him, holding him in his arms like a child. Ryou had yelped in surprise but then settled into the man's arms finding them quite comfortable. He snuggled into the man's chest and said man just chuckled and smiled lightly. He liked the boy, he was just to cute. Not to mention how good he smelled. Or rather how good his blood smelled. He was practically using every muscle in his body to keep himself from jumping the poor boy and pouring every drop of his sweet nectar into his now watering mouth.

Bakura quickly pushed those thoughts away and focused on the boy in his arms that was now staring at him curiously. He smiled to reassure the boy and got a small blush in return. Bakura was a little taken back by this but just shrugged it off. It was probably just his imagination. His thoughts were cut off when he heard Ryou say, "Will you be my friend?"

Bakura examined the boy's face. His white bangs were covering his eyes in embarrassment and a pink blush was just barely visible across his cheeks. Bakura chuckled again and nuzzled the boy's hair. "Anything for you. After all, I have to repay you for letting me out of that stuffy old casket."

Ryou's eyes brightened and he hugged Bakura tightly. "Thank you!" he exclaimed. "You're my first friend, thank you!"

Bakura hugged the boy back and, unknown to Ryou, smirked evilly. Don't thank me yet, sweet Ryou. I still have to repay you another way.

DSO: That…took…FOREVER!

Bakura: why do I seem like a pedophile in this?

DSO: Because you basically are

Bakura: how?

DSO: well you're a horny vampire that wants to get in Ryou's pants and drain him of his blood. If that doesn't scream pedophile than I don't kno wat does.

Ryou: *blushing madly*

Bakura: *notices Ryou's blush and feels that his pants just got tighter* Ahem…well me and Ryou have some…practice to do for the story. See ya. *Throws Ryou over his shoulder and heads to the door*

DSO: Be sure to use protection! Oh btw, R&R!