Based on the Trinity Blood manga by Sunao Yoshida. Ion is cornered and over-powered as the plan to kill the Emperor is revealed to him by a walking dead man. He is sure he is going to be killed, that is until pain is mixed in with pleasure.
Yeah, this was meant to be one of those, 'I-hate-you-so-much-but-sex-could-change-my-mind' kind of deals, but it sort of turned into an angsty rape fic. I like it either way. "At least I wrote something!" that's all that ever goes through my mind anymore. lol. anyways, please enjoy.
NOTE: The beginning is from the manga up until the little i'll put when it's my own awesomeness. See, I wanted anyone to be able to read this, even without knowing Trinity Blood and understand everything. So I had to put the dialogue from the manga in this.
Chapter 1
"Why must we listen to that delinquent Brat's orders?!" shouted the angry young Methuselan noble as he walked down the quiet street, two bags full of food on his person. His anger grew even more as he envisioned the slender Methuselah girl he had met merely hours before; her short black hair, curling up at the ends with the mischievous expression of a cat on her usually gay and smiling face.
"A mere girl like that!" he fumed, gripping the already wrinkled packages in his hands until his knuckles turned white.
"If we felt like it, we-" he paused for a moment then shook his head. "No. We mustn't."
He continued to walk towards the hospital he had left his companion and the annoying girl before going off the fetch some groceries. "Endure it, Ion," he sighed to himself. "Thou must accomplish Augusta's imperial order, and fulfill our great mother's expectations."
He looked up into the large, glowing moon as it peeked back at him from behind a dark cloud.
"So must we bear bending our knee to a strange girl-child! That is the duty of those who are truly noble!"
He walked quietly for a time, pondering deeply into his thoughts, when something seemed out of place.
Rustle, rustle
Ion stopped walking to look down at the bag in his arm, "O, mouse." The white squirrel, named Abel as Seth had pointed out earlier, looked up at Ion as he spoke to him. "Go on home, first." Ion said, looking about him for anything suspicious, "We have something we must attend to."
The young Methuselah looked up at the roof of a building where he could see something shimmer in the light of the moon. The light suddenly disappeared, revealing several throwing knives aimed his way. Using haste to jump, the noble dropped his bags, letting them be torn into shreds by the flying weapons.
"Foolish one!" he yelled towards the shadow he could now see on the area of the roof where the knives had come from, "Dost thou think we would fall for that?"
Ion pulled out his blade, ready to attack, "Do not underestimate us." He placed his feet on the edge of the building behind him before pushing himself to attack the shadow he could easily see on the opposite side.
"We are Ion Fortuna. An honorable Boyar and a Sipahi!" He slashed violently at the shadow just as it disappeared out of his sights.
'Impossible!' he thought, searching the darkness with his luminescent brown eyes. 'He's faster than us?!'
"How horrible of you to charge me so suddenly," came a low, smooth voice from behind him. But before he could turn around, his right arm was firmly secured behind his back, his left interlocked with silky fingers. He could feel cold skin on his own as his opponent spoke, his breath heavy with the scent of cigarette smoke.
"How very cold," the voice cooed, "How bitter…" Ion then took the opportunity to turn his head to his assailant. His eyes dilated at the sight of the face he thought had long been dead. "…My Tovaräs."
"It's been awhile, Ion," the gorgeous man snickered to his dumbfounded captive. The younger vampire's lower jaw twitched in disbelief. They were both quiet for some time before Ion finally spoke, "…Radu?"
Said man's evil grin grew even wider as he turned his attention from the young boy to his shivering hand he firmly held, tenderly kissing it. "You…" the boy stopped, trying to form the words, "…died…"
At that, Radu slammed Ion into the glass window before them, gripping both of the boy's wrists above him with a single hand, making it difficult to escape. "Oh, no. No." the man looked the boy up and down as he tried to struggle free, "I didn't die." He reached for his collar, "I'm not dead." He pulled it loose so that his ex-companion could see, "Not a scratch."
"And…then…" Ion began to struggle with his words, unsure of what to say. Finally, he glared daggers at Radu as he spoke, "What Mimar said was true, wasn't it?" Radu raised a questioning eyebrow at the boy as he went on.
"Thou hast once again betrayed us."
Radu shifted his weight to his right foot as he slightly chuckled, putting his eyes downcast. "Dost thou hate us that much?" Ion asked, his voice hinting with sadness. Radu looked back up at Ion and leaned in until they were nose to nose.
"Hate?" he smirked again, "How ego-centric. A naïve little boy like you doesn't matter at all," he said, giving a smile that could make anyone believe he was a saint.
"I have more important work to do." Radu paused for a moment, searching Ion's intense eyes. "You're just a decoy to catch the eye of the palace." Ion tried to back up a bit into the wall, only to be followed by Radu.
"Yes, you don't mean anything else to me," Radu let out, making Ion shiver.
"What are-?"
Radu smiled wide, revealing his sharp fangs, "I'll make an exception and tell you." Leaning in next to Ion's ear, he whispered, "we will kill the Emperor."
Ion's eyes widened. 'Kill the Emperor?' "A-ah…"
"Hmm?" Radu questioned, gently kissing Ion's neck.
"ATROCITY!" Ion screamed at the top of his lungs, sending Radu back in slight shock. "Her Majesty, the Emperor! To kill the one who shall forever reign over the empire?! That's impossible!"
Radu smirked up at Ion for the millionth time. "Forever reign, you say?" he chuckled "Are you stupid?" At that, Ion was taken slightly aback. Radu delicately grasped the young boy's chin as he explained himself.
"The Emperor's lived for 800 years? That's a lie. Even if that were true, she wouldn't be a Methuselah or a Terran. She'd be something else."
"Either way," he continued, "I'm over it. Over that unknown old witch and over this country that bows down to her." Radu then placed a small kiss on Ion's lips, surprising the young noble. He stood back to gaze at the confused man beneath him.
"We will kill the Emperor. And then…" Radu's free hand began to roam over Ion's body, starting at his chest until it found it's way to his right thigh.
"Those irritating Terran of the outer will be destroyed and we will take control of this planet." Radu's finger began to make small circles, his nails ever so gently scratching the skin, sending shivers up and down Ion's spine.
"I won't let anyone get in our way. No," his eyes suddenly widened and narrowed, "Not even you, Ion!"
Shpluck!
"AAAAAARGH!" Ion screamed as Radu's long and slender fingers buried themselves beneath his skin. "AGH! R-Radu! P-p-please!" Radu mock pouted at his now crying prisoner, "What is wrong, Tovaräs?" He slowly pulled his fingers out and placed them before Ion. "Did I hurt you?"
Hot tears rolled down the young noble's face as he watched his captor lick the blood from his fingers. "Now, now, Ion, don't cry," the man mocked, wiping the tears from his face, leaving behind dark trails of blood. "I don't want to hurt you."
There it is! lol. jk, there is still chapter 2 which I am half-way done with at this moment. If you liked it, send a review. If you hated it, send a review. If I made any errors, SEND A REVIEW! reviews make my day, just like when that random kid gave my friend a quarter 2 weeks after he bugged him about it. THAT was HILARIOUS! coughs anyway, whatever you thought about it, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send me a review. You could TOTALLY bag on it for all I care.