Summary – AU Ryoma never believed in the supernatural or anything related to it. So when he gets his palm read and told a prophecy of his ill-fated love, Ryoma brushes it off as a ploy...that is until he gets entangled with Shusuke Fuji, a mysterious man who makes his heart flutter and beat a second faster with every smile.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.
Warning: Rated M for adult content.
Author's Note: There will be OC characters. Characters may be out of character. This fan fiction is not related to the anime/manga. It will contain boy x boy. This fanfic is based in a different world, thus first names will mostly be used.
Prologue
"Seiji...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he sobbed as he watched the brunette youth struggle against the chains inside the coffin, blood continuously pouring from the slit wrists.
The young man glared at him, hatred flaring within his beautiful hazel eyes. He bared is fangs at him, growling and hissing. "Why?! Why are you doing this?! You made me into this! How could you do this to me after making me into this, Shusuke?!" Seiji roared.
Seiji pulled at the chains, but only succeeded in making himself bleed faster. His struggles started to slow, becoming weak and his eyes began to droop. His breathing slowed till it was so light, one couldn't see the heaving of his chest. The chamber fell silent as the screaming stopped, leaving only the sound of breathing from Atobe and Shusuke. Lips trembling, Shusuke reached out to touch the cold fingers of Seiji's. He could never apologize enough for doing such a cruel thing to him, but he couldn't bare to kill Seiji either. Atobe's patted his shoulder, giving him a small squeeze.
"This was the only other choice. He'll be locked here, remaining in a deep sleep. As long as no human enters and let him feed, he'll remain asleep for a long time," Atobe said.
"I know...and I'm sorry. I couldn't..." Shusuke stopped, shaking his head. "Let's go."
They left the mausoleum, the door closing with a thud behind them. Atobe chained it tightly and added a lock. When he was done, he waved for Shusuke to go. Taking a deep breath, Shusuke took one last look at the mausoleum, then turned on his heels, following after Atobe and silently saying his last goodbye to his lover.