Note from the author : This story is greatly inspired by the game session and written just after . It all happened but wasn't told ... But the game session that was later was incredible ...
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Born
in love and despair... Angst , Fluff
Pablo
28.II.2002
There were 29 red roses standing in the vase on the dresser , they were fine mixed with blue ones in the same number . Part of them was dry as pepper , the other part only slightly dried , and several were completely fresh .
Pablo had added by one rose in every colour and suddenly burst into tears . Thirty nights had passed ... Thirty nights of loneliness in a coffin during which he chilled trying to spark though a little warmth from his vampire body .
When Vega left , at first Pablo felt into untold despair and Ramone was doing all his best in order the boy not to self injure . Then , on second day , the youth sank in equally deep depression . He didn't leave his room during whole night nor didn't speak . The next night , just after awakening , he went to the florist and bought 3 purple and 3 blue roses . He convicted the saleslady quite a long time that the roses have to be from the day before yesterday , from yesterday and the most fresh . He had paid even more and woman has indicated him proper flowers . She persisted earlier that all are today's.
And from this event , each night Pablo was adding 2 roses to the vase . He dried carefully each rose composing them into a huge bouquet . All were holding straight , the young Toreador had practice in drying flowers . There was time when his room was almost drowning in flowers from his concerts . Now only few were saved which he received from last performances in Paris and New Orleans . And one damaged white rose which was kept in glass casket with the ashes of Pablo's Father . The same rose that boy has saved from fire - mute witness of vampire's Final Death ...
Nobody was allowed to touch flowers on chest of drawers . And nobody was allowed to touch the things next to the casket - the little madallion with chain , rose , several trifles . Once Pablo tried to shout at Ramone when he just hinted about throwing away all those dried roses , which where in the number of almost 40 . But Pablo calmed down and in result burst into tears , murmuring the apologies and much more of sentences of self criticism .
Thirty nights ... A month ... The month was only a while for Vega , there was time when longer he was searching for his victim . There were millions of things for Pablo that could happen during a month time . Starting from " no - one - knows - and - at - what - time - of - night " departures with Ramone , and finishing at lonely concert in abandoned theatre in Paris .
The boy wiped his tears and dressed his Father's coat . His favorite one with collars for half of back . He tied his hair , put on his hat and wrapped an emerald scarf on his neck . On second thought he took the cane with himself and went outside . He whistled a French aria and lightly , as if a bit shyly , rattled his cane along the fence .
- Pablo ! Nobody do so already ! - Ramone's voice was hearable from the left side , after a moment it was accompanied with the cheerful laughter .
- Welcome , Ramone ... - the boy whispered .
- Whow , ho ho ! ! You look really beautiful ! Are you going somewhere , hm ? - Ramone smiled widely flashing his fangs .
- Not really ... - Pablo denied - I think that probably nowhere concretely ...
- Nowhere concretely , say you ? So , come with me , my prince . I have found an exquisite place on boulevard , come ! The moon is magnificently visible from there .
The young vampire tried to deny but the Spanish simply caught him under the shoulder and pulled after himself .
- Come , my Little One , come ... Today night belongs only to you . As also the whole world ...
The end ...