Hope you like my new story! It's my first Kurda story:dances with joy: I've waited for a long time to write one, so here it goes! –Kirin

Kurda Smahlt: the most beautiful man I've ever seen. His eyes, a color blue, far from explainable. They mystify me everyday I see them, pulling me deeper into my own fantasies…

I first met him when I was 24. I had graduated from med. school and was a nurse at my town's local hospital. I loved working there for the past year.

I hadn't moved out of my parent's home yet, but was eager to find my own place because of my parents. My father was an alcoholic and a drug dealer, and my mother just as bad. My only relief was the hospital.

I wasn't much of a social person. During high school and college I was considered a "social outcast" and ignored by everybody. I didn't have a boyfriend, and had only one friend, if you could even consider her that.

That night I went to check on my favorite patient, Kikyo Togashi. She was in a coma, buy still needed lots of care and love. No one had ever come to visit her, so I felt it was my duty to keep the elderly woman company. When I went into her room, everything seemed fine. She was tucked nicely into her bed. The only light in the room was the clock on a table next to her reading 12:17PM. I walked up to the window, finding it slightly open. No one was working tonight on that floor of the building. I quickly locked it, finding myself afraid for no apparent reason. Searching the room, I found nothing or anyone, until I looked up. Clinging to the ceiling was what appeared to be a man. He took notice that I had seen him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked loudly. "You're not allowed to be here…who are you?" I tried to hide the fear in my voice. The man didn't move. "What do you want?"

Whoever he was fell from the ceiling, landing perfectly on his feet. I stumbled back and tried to find the light switch with my fingers. Finally I found it and flipped it on. The light reveled a man with blond hair and icy blue eyes. A dark blue cloak hung off his shoulders. He looked friendly; not the evil murderer I had expected this person to be.

"What are you doing here?" I continued to ask him questions, wanting answers. His eyes looked me over, but his face emotionless. I forgot about finding answers. "Please don't hurt me." My voice trembled. Even though he seemed harmless, I didn't know who he was.

"I won't hurt you." He said after a period of silence. His voice was soft and calm, almost relaxing.

"What are you doing here?" I repeated, trying to get over my fear.

"You seem like a truthful, honest person." The man sat in the chair next to Mrs. Togashi.

"Don't hurt her either!" I yelled.

He sighed. "I'm not going to hurt anybody. My name is Kurda and I just need to get something from this woman."

'Kurda' pulled a hand out from underneath his cloak and picked up Mrs. Togashi's hand. Kurda must have seen the expression on my face: fear, worry, and anger mixed.

"Don't worry." He assured me.

Kurda ran a finger over Mrs. Togashi's wrist, drawing blood. I couldn't move. I wanted to fight back or go for help, but my fear had paralyzed my feat, keeping me where I stood.

It sickened me to watch as Kurda placed his mouth over the bleeding wrist and begin to suck. He continued for a minute that seemed like an eternity. I felt myself begin to feel faint at the morbid sight. Kurda finally removed his mouth and licked his lips. He spat on a finger and rubbed his spit into the cut he had made. Amazingly, the wound healed with only a scar left. I glanced at Mrs. Togashi's life monitor and found it fine. She was still alive.

"See? I didn't hurt anyone, did I?" Kurda smiled. His smile was so beautiful.

"What-what are you? A-are you a v-v-vampire…?" I stuttered.

Kurda shrugged. "Sure. Why not?" But I didn't find his sarcasm funny. I ran towards the door to get help. This guy had to be crazy. What shocked me though was as I reached for the handle, his hand caught mine. I couldn't believe how fast he had gotten to me.

At that point I was terrified. I kept thinking, "Is this a real vampire like in the movies?"

"Don't go. I didn't do anything, did I? So why cause unnecessary trouble? Be reasonable. Why don't I explain everything to you?"

I reluctantly let Kurda sit me down. He told me that in fact he was a vampire, and that there was no need to be afraid of him. He said that vampires don't kill people like it's told in books and movies. As he continued to tell me everything, I started to think about how wonderful it must be to be a vampire. I thought how Kurda, even though I had just met him, must have a perfect, carefree life…something I wanted. It must have been my destiny to run into the blond vampire.

That night I didn't want to go home. I didn't have enough money to anytime soon move out. My life was crappy and miserable. I had nothing to loose. So, as Kurda turned to leave, I let it all out: all my troubles, all my misery. I begged him to let me become a vampire.

He seemed shocked at the question, probably thinking how sneaking into a hospital for a feed could end up with a new assistant.

Kurda sighed. "OK, fine…only because you want to and I feel sorry for you."

So that's how I became a vampire, well vampires. And that's how my destiny with Kurda Smahlt started. Right before I left though, I said goodbye to Mrs. Togashi. If it weren't for my sympathy for her, I wouldn't have run into the vampire, Kurda Smahlt, that night.

Hoped you like it-Kirin .