Yes, I am back. Psyched and ready to finally start writing again. I apologize for my long absence, but I am back, and this story will continue, just rewritten and tons better, lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the rewritten first chapter. Yes, it is short, I know! But this is to get the story rolling, and such. Regular chapters will be much longer. Let me know how you liked the improved version.

Also, I did change my username! A new username for a new start. :)

((I do not own shugo chara, or any of it's characters. I just own this plotline. PLEASE do not steal it, I worked hard on it))

"Alright, I can do this," I chanted silently to myself as I paced back in forth in front of his door. "Just tell him you don't want to do it anymore."

I stopped my pacing and made sure my bubble gum pink hair wasn't messy and my uniform was neat and clean.

"Right," I muttered to myself, "I can do this."

I took a deep, calming breath and brought my hand up and quickly rapped on the door before I could lose my nerve.

A cold, crisp voice came from the other side. "Come in."

I took one last breath before bringing my slightly shaking hand to the door knob and turned it, letting myself into the room. I stepped in and shut the door, instantly noting the drastic mood change. I went from the warm, cheery feel of the hall to the cold and sinister feel of his room. I held back a shiver as I turned and stood with my eyes glued to the floor.

"Look at me." The cold voice said after a few moments of silence.

Pushing down the fear slithering into my bones I looked up at him for the first time in a week. He was lounging across a plush couch, his chest bare and low riding jeans hanging off his hips. My eyes traveled to his and the dull red color I saw there told me he was angry. Very angry. At that moment, all my plans flew out the window and the fear I had been pushing back flooded deep into me. He was going to kill me. I had never been so sure.

"Come over here." He ordered. When I didn't obey, he repeated himself, a bit of a hiss entering his voice.

I forced my legs to move towards the sofa he was occupying. His lean body was lounging on the left side, so I sat on the other side, as far from him as possible. My weak efforts were pointless, because immediately after I sat he was sitting up and sliding into the spot right next to me. I flinched away from his cold body. It didn't go unnoticed.

"Why are you acting like this, Amu? I love you, remember?"

As he said the last part he bent his head down to my throat, his lips touching the sensitive flesh lightly. I felt his tongue trail along my collar bone and his breath quicken. Unable to stand it, I pulled back and made a noise of disgust in the back of my throat. After a few moments I froze, realizing my fatal mistake. Slowly, I looked into his eyes. They were no longer a dull red but a brilliant, flashing red. He was no longer angry. He was now absolutely livid.

For the first time in a long time, I felt truly disgusted with myself. I had let this monster feed on me like some... blood whore, all because I had a crush on him when I entered this school. And now, because of my foolish mistake, I was going to die. I was going to die by his fangs, just like Ruka had. I should have known I had sealed my fate that first night. Ruka never got away, so how did I ever think I would?

No. I couldn't think like that. I will get away.

With my mind made up, I jumped off the couch quickly and before I could even get a few feet away, an iron grip had latched onto my thin wrist.

"Where are you going, Amu? I am not finished with you!" At the word 'finish' he yanked me back harshly and I slammed into the sofa, his cold hands pinning me down. He snaked his legs around me and sat up, straddling me. His eyes were gleaming with hunger and I watched in horror as two white, delicate looking fangs grew out of his gums. His blond hair fell into his face as he bent down towards my neck. I closed my eyes and let out a whimper of fear as his tongue slid along my neck and collar bone once again.

After a few moments, without warning, his fangs tore into my neck and I let out a strangled scream that was muffled by a large, white hand. He was sucking the life out of me quickly, and I was losing consciousness, fast.

Through a blurry haze that was my mind there was a flash of light and a loud shattering noise. Cold air rushed over my body. I let out a silent scream as his fangs ripped out of my flesh and his hand was removed from my mouth. I was too weak to do anything but sit and listen and hold on to my consciousness.

"Who the hell are you?" I heard him snarl, angry.

"That is of no concern to you." I deep voice replied smoothly.

There was another flash, then a yelp of pain and the sound of an unconscious body hitting the ground.

I struggled to sit up at the noise and froze when the sound of footsteps reached my ears. My heart constricted in fear. Please let it not be him! I lay where I was, helpless. A tall, cloaked figure came into view and despite how scary he looked, relief flooded me. At least I wouldn't be dieing by the Prince's hands tonight.

"Are you Hinamori Amu?" The voice asked.

I just nodded in answer, too exhausted to speak. My eyes widened in shock as the cloaked man took a step towards me and bent down to pick me up, bridal style. Once I was placed securely in his arms he swept back to the window and jumped on the sill. Without another word, he jumped. I couldn't even get a scream in before everything went black.

See any mistakes? Point them out, and I will go back and fix them. I hope you enjoyed. Second chapter will be up tomorrow.