A/N This is my first Horror and R rated story, I do not own anything Yu-gi-
oh and Tarian and Artemis are characters my friend's made up. The plot line
is mine. Okay people I know I said no Yaoi well you now what, I will put in
Yaoi I think the pairing will be Yami/Seto or Yami and Yugi, you the
readers shall decide. Also thank you for all the wonderful reviews, I will
post my next chapter hopefully soon.
It was a cold dark night in Tokyo. The full moon casted an eerie glow over the city. The city was dead quiet; everyone seemed to feel the eeriness of the night. No cars honked, even the fearless gang seemed to be in hiding. This was one of the nights that nobody wanted to be out in.
Except for one boy. Yami. Yami was all alone, he had left his friends just hours ago, never to see them again. It was the end of the battle city tournament he had won against Seto Kaiba just like the prophecies said. The reason Yami left his friends is a strange reason. He had become how to put it insane. He couldn't control his mind, he was growing mad by the day. His dark powers corrupting his soul, he couldn't control, just that day he had attacked Yugi. One of his best friends. Then he hit Tea. He wasn't able to take it anymore. At the moment the battle city tournament blimp landed, Yami ran out into the silent darkness, not feeling the unwelcome ness of the night. He ran as far as he could, he ran through the rat filled allies. Not stopping for a moment. He ran right into the cemetery.
This was where he was now. He was in the oldest cemetery in Japan. The forgotten souls of those buried there seemed to be whispering to him, drawing him to his doom. The cold wind blew at Yami's body. Yami shivered, wrapping his bare arms around himself in hope of warmth. He walked through the cemetery with caution he stayed alert. His eyes scanning the unkept cemetery. The tombstones, cracking, the names of those buried there withered away.
Yami wanted to turn back but something was stopping him, something was keeping him from going back. It seems as if destiny led him here. 'But why?' he wondered, 'Why am I here.'
His questions would soon be answered.
***
Tarian pushed off the lid of his hard-stoned casket. He was pale, his eyes blood red, his hair black and long. He got out of the casket his stiff muscles cracking. He looked around trying to see. His place was in a crypt, it was dark and smelt of rotting dead flesh. The flesh of those he feasted on nights before. He took in a deep breath, the smell stinging his nostrils. To him it smelt of something wonderful. He jumped out. His black clap whipping silently behind him. He licked his fangs, his tongue starting to bleed. He then felt a sudden lust for blood. He couldn't control it. He ran out of the crypt. It wasn't really running, it seemed as if he was floating, his feet barely touched the ground.
He entered the heart of Tokyo, it wasn't very lively. "Why am I not surprised," he whispered to himself. He always found Tokyo boring. He became a vampire when he was an Egypt. He was on a crusade with the pharaoh 5000 years ago. Tarian decided to wander off in the middle of the night. That was when he went to a cemetery. He saw a man with long golden locks, beautiful pale skin, his lips red but not a normal red His name was Artemis.
Artemis was the one who turned Tarian into a vampire. He was his master, he taught Tarian everything he needed to know. He taught him how to suck blood of those they caught, how to keep them alive but barely, also how to bring pleasure into it. Artemis was amazing. Tarian could still remember their last conversation together 3500 years ago.
"Master why must you leave?" cried Tarian kneeling down at his master's feet.
"Tarian I warned you this day would come," Artemis said sternly
"But I need you master!" he stroked the bottom of his master's cape, "Surely there must be more you can teach me?"
Artemis shook his head, his purple eyes gleaming into his. "No but I can leave you with some last words of wisdom."
Tarian looked up, "Master please tell me!" he begged
Artemis kneeled down to him, "3500 years from now, you will met the precious Pharaoh again, it will be here."
"You mean I must remain here! I don't like it here, why can't I come back with you?"
"Your fate remains here, you will never go back to Egypt." replied Artemis
Tarian began to tremble, his shoulders shaking, blood tears falling down his face. Artemis knelt down beside him. He stroked the blood from his face. He licked his fingers and smiled, "U still taste delicious, Tarian."
Tarian looked up at him. Artemis smiled, "Don't worry Tarian you will be fine," he got up
"Master..." whimpered Tarian
"Remember Tarian you will find the Pharaoh again."
"What will I do when I find him?"
"You will know, trust your instincts." with that he was gone.
***
Tarian walked around the dark alley remembering, remembering every single word Artemis said to him, "Don't worry Master I will never forget."
"NO!"
Tarian turned around at the shriek. He saw three large strong men all huddled together. In between them was a woman, she laid half naked as the men continued with her. The girl laid in fear, trying to get away but their strong arms remained on her.
"Help!" she cried.
"Quiet you!" one of the men yelled and slapped her hard. "Keep quiet and we might just let you go again."
Tarian began to walk away but then an all too familiar oder passed his nose. The scent of hot, lustiourus blood. It was all coming from that woman. Tarian licked his lips, her half naked body exposed to him, the flesh where he could sink his teeth in and then taste her blood. Tarian began to approach the men and the woman.
"You better leave her alone." he whispered, he voice deep and cold
The men turned around and looked at Tarian,"And what is a guy like you gonna do to us?" one of the men asked.
Tarian smiled, "You don't want me to answer that." He took out his sword that was at he side. It felt good to be in his hands again. He approached the man. The man had fear in his eyes. Tarian smiled as he brought the sword down on him and sliced him in two. Blood splattering every where, against the walls and his face. His sword was dripping in blood, he licked some of it off. "Delicious," he whispered. The rest of the men looked at him then ran in fear. The woman still on the ground.
She was shaking, from cold and fear, she tried to move but couldn't. Tarian approached her, she screamed in terror, he clamped his hand over her mouth. "Shush," he whispered, "Everything is all right I wont hurt you." The woman continued to tremble, Tarian drew her close her warm body against his cold dead body. He stroked her back feeling the heat from her body and the flow of the blood. The woman stopped trembling, she relaxed. "That's it," whispered Tarian, his finger running along her neck. He bent down and gently and slowly sunk his fangs into her.
He could feel the woman struggle and letting out small gasps, but the more she struggled the more pleasurable it was for him. He drank her blood, taking in great amounts. The warm blood flowing through his veins. The woman laid still as he continued to drink. He remembered his master's words that to stop before his victims heart stopped working. But that escaped his mind as he sucked on the blood, sucking out her soul. Even when her heart stopped beating he continued to feast. When he sucked the last bit of blood that he could, he put her down gently, there was still some blood on her lips, he licked them clean. "Thank you my dear," he whispered. Then got up and left.
The woman was left there, her eyes opened and lifeless, her lips blue, her skin pale. There was also two very faint fang marks on her neck.
***
Yami sat on a flatten tombstone. It was about 2 in the morning and he still did not find shelter. He looked up at the sky, his pale face glowing caused by the moons light. The stars in the sky seemed to be winking at him. He actually felt at ease here. No one bothered him, total silence. Suddenly some bushes near by began to rustle. Yami stood up right away, he watched the bushes. His heart beating hard against his rib cage, it felt as if it would burst. He tried to keep his breathing normal but he failed and came out in short gasps.
A rat appeared out of the bushes, it looked at Yami, then ran away.
Yami couldn't help but laugh, it began as a soft chuckle but soon turned into a mad cackle. What did he have to fear? He had the power of the millennium item, "What do I have to fear!" he yelled, "No one!" he laughed maniacally again.
"Oh yes you do," as soft voice rang out.
Yami stopped laughing, he began to tremble slightly. "Whose there?" he called, "I demanded you show yourself."
"As you wish my dear pharaoh." replied the voice.
Yami felt a cool breeze behind him. He turned around and let out a small cry. A hooded figure approached him. He was moving in an unnatural manner. It seemed as if he was a snake or a lizard. Yami tried to back away but he couldn't move, he was glued to his spot. The figure continued to approach him. "It's good to see you again Pharaoh." it whispered in his ear. Yami was able to smell blood in his breath. "W-w-who are y-y-ou?" he trembled.
"Pharaoh I am ashamed you don't remember me." it mocked.
"Show your self!" Yami yelled.
"As you wish." the figure removed his hood. Yami let out a stifle cry. His face was so dead looking and pale, if he had seen a face like that before he would surely remember. He began to tremble uncontrollable. He felt as if his knees would give out any second.
"It's been many years since we last saw each other." it cooed.
"I don't know you! Go away!" Yami tried to yell but it only came out in a mere whisper.
The figure laughed, "Oh my dear Pharaoh, I can't believe you don't remember one of your best men."
Yami's eyes widened, 'No it can't be!' he gasped he actually remembered. The figure cackled. "Yes Pharaoh it is I Tarian."
"But that is not possible," Yami shook his head, "I was told you were dead,"
"You could call it that, but no Yami I was not dead, and I still am not." replied Tarian.
"How did you end up like this, looking so..."
"Deceased," finished Tarian, :"Yami you are a slow learned, I am a vampire."
Yami's eyes widened, "What? How? Why? When?"
"All this will be answered in a matter of time." replied Tarian, he smiled his fangs glaring, blood was still dripping from them.
"How did you know I was here?"
"Easy I followed the scent of your blood."
Yami began to walk away, "Stay away from me," he begged, he tripped over a tombstone, landing flat on his back. Tarian approached him, "Don't you trust me?" he whispered. Yami trembled as he felt Tarian's dead cold hands clamp his bare arms. Yami struggled. "Don't bother struggling, it will just be more pleasurable for me." Yami's eyes widened as he saw the fangs again. They were coming towards him. "No," moaned Yami, but it was too late. Tarian's fangs penetrated into his skin.
Yami let out a louder cry, as he felt them. Tarian smiled as he began to suck the blood out of him, going slowly so that he could endure the taste of his blood for a while. Yami tried to struggle but he soon became weakened. Tarian let out a soft moan as he continued to take Yami's blood, he hand on his chest, so he could feel the heart beat of Yami's heart. It soon became very slow. He drew his fangs out.
Yami was pale and his breathing shallow. He looked at Tarian his eyes, in fear and lost. Tarian smiled, "Don't worry my dear Yami, I will not allow you to die." Yami tried to speak but it only came out as slurs and moans. "Sleep Yami just close your eyes and rest."
Yami closed his eyes, the last thing he could remember was the faint sound of his heart beat and the breathing of Tarian.
***
Yami woke up, he was dizzy and thirsty, but it was a different type of thirst. He wasn't thirsty for water he was thirsty for blood. He sat up and looked around. He was an in a dungeon of some kind, it was cold and damp. Right next to him was some bread and water/ He drank and ate quickly. He tried to stand up but his legs didn't seem to be functioning.
Yami took in a deep breath but began to cough uncontrollable. The smell was awful, the air smelt like rotting corps, old dried blood and extortion. Yami felt his stomach a violent jump and his chest gave a tight squeeze, as he threw up the water and bread, he took in a small breath but only vomited more. Yami broke into a cold sweat and fell to his side trembling. He whimpered and twitched violently.
Tarian entered, he didn't seem bothered by the smell. He knelt down and picked Yami up, Yami let out a loud moan, "It's all right Yami everything will be fine soon." soothed Tarian. He sat down with Yami in his lap, Tarian bit his left upper arm and brought Yami's face to it. "Drink, you will feel better."
Yami was able to smell his sweet blood he took in a deep breath and clamped his mouth over his arm. He began to drink, quickly life being pumped back into him.
Tarian arched his back and bit his lip, it was very painful he didn't understand how his master was able to do it multiple times. He gently pushed Yami back, Yami whimpered. Tarian smiled, "Tonight we will feast don't you worry your pretty little head about it."
***
Yami and Tarian walked into the heart of the city, once again. Yami's outfit had changed, it was long leather pants a black top and a torn cloak. His eyes were now a dark red color, his skin paler and his white fangs shined in the moonlight. It was nearly day time so they had to act quickly.
Yami knew exactly where some people hung out early in the morning. He walked to Domino High School. He saw a group of tough looking boys. They were the same boys that beat the crap out of Yugi when he didn't have his millennium item. Yami was out to get his revenge.
The boys turned around, they laughed when they saw Yami, "Hey midget what brings you here? Want to get your morning beating over with, and look you brought a friend." the toughest looking guy laughed.
"Laugh if you wish," spoke up Yami. The looked at him. He glared his fangs, "For it will be the last thing you will do."
The guys looked at Yami, no longer laughing, but fear was written all over their faces. Yami smiled and jumped one of the guys. He let out a loud cry, struggling. The rest of the guys ran away.
"No! Please!" he begged, "I'm sorry AHHHH!"
Yami dug his fangs into his neck. Breaking the skin, going deep into the warm bloody flesh. The guy struggled and kicked. Yami began to drink, he tasted the sweetness, his blood was warm and satisfying. He pushed the guy into the ground and dug his fangs deeper into his flesh. His body became alive again, the male's blood flowing through his veins. Yami closed his eyes and took in the pleasurable warmth and taste of his blood. The boys heart became slower while Yami's became faster.
Tarian watched, smiling, 'He learns fast.' he thought. It took me a couple of weeks just to get the hang of it. He knew the boy was going to die, but he didn't want to ruin Yami's pleasure. He let Yami finish him off.
Yami drew apart when he felt the boys heart stop beating. He looked at the boy, who was now pale and it seemed as his soul had been sucked out of him. Blood dripped off of his chin. He was smiling licking his lips. "He was a delicious one," he whispered.
Tarian smiled, "Come Yami, you have done well for tonight." Yami turned around and smiled, "Can we get another one?"
Tarian shook his head, "Not tonight," he said, "I am sorry," he whispered when he saw Yami pout. "The sun will be up soon we must get some sleep tonight is Tanabate the festivals of the stars, many people we be out tonight."
"Excellent," grinned Yami. He looked so evil, he had no more fears and no more worries, he was going to live forever, what did he have to loose?
Tarian motioned to him, "Come lets get some rest and then tonight we shall have us a royal feast the only those vampires of high class normally have."
Yami nodded and followed Tarian back to his crypt.
~End of Chapter 1~
All right so what did you think??? It took me 3 sleepless nights to type this up, I have been writing it after Inuyasha which on at 12;30 for me. I seem to get my best ideas at night so that is why I write mainly at night. I hope to have Chapter 2 up soon but I am going to Europe soon so I have to get my things together. As always please R+R, and if you have any CONSTRUCTIVE critism please I would love to hear it. And if you have any ideas of your own tell me and I will see what I can do.
It was a cold dark night in Tokyo. The full moon casted an eerie glow over the city. The city was dead quiet; everyone seemed to feel the eeriness of the night. No cars honked, even the fearless gang seemed to be in hiding. This was one of the nights that nobody wanted to be out in.
Except for one boy. Yami. Yami was all alone, he had left his friends just hours ago, never to see them again. It was the end of the battle city tournament he had won against Seto Kaiba just like the prophecies said. The reason Yami left his friends is a strange reason. He had become how to put it insane. He couldn't control his mind, he was growing mad by the day. His dark powers corrupting his soul, he couldn't control, just that day he had attacked Yugi. One of his best friends. Then he hit Tea. He wasn't able to take it anymore. At the moment the battle city tournament blimp landed, Yami ran out into the silent darkness, not feeling the unwelcome ness of the night. He ran as far as he could, he ran through the rat filled allies. Not stopping for a moment. He ran right into the cemetery.
This was where he was now. He was in the oldest cemetery in Japan. The forgotten souls of those buried there seemed to be whispering to him, drawing him to his doom. The cold wind blew at Yami's body. Yami shivered, wrapping his bare arms around himself in hope of warmth. He walked through the cemetery with caution he stayed alert. His eyes scanning the unkept cemetery. The tombstones, cracking, the names of those buried there withered away.
Yami wanted to turn back but something was stopping him, something was keeping him from going back. It seems as if destiny led him here. 'But why?' he wondered, 'Why am I here.'
His questions would soon be answered.
***
Tarian pushed off the lid of his hard-stoned casket. He was pale, his eyes blood red, his hair black and long. He got out of the casket his stiff muscles cracking. He looked around trying to see. His place was in a crypt, it was dark and smelt of rotting dead flesh. The flesh of those he feasted on nights before. He took in a deep breath, the smell stinging his nostrils. To him it smelt of something wonderful. He jumped out. His black clap whipping silently behind him. He licked his fangs, his tongue starting to bleed. He then felt a sudden lust for blood. He couldn't control it. He ran out of the crypt. It wasn't really running, it seemed as if he was floating, his feet barely touched the ground.
He entered the heart of Tokyo, it wasn't very lively. "Why am I not surprised," he whispered to himself. He always found Tokyo boring. He became a vampire when he was an Egypt. He was on a crusade with the pharaoh 5000 years ago. Tarian decided to wander off in the middle of the night. That was when he went to a cemetery. He saw a man with long golden locks, beautiful pale skin, his lips red but not a normal red His name was Artemis.
Artemis was the one who turned Tarian into a vampire. He was his master, he taught Tarian everything he needed to know. He taught him how to suck blood of those they caught, how to keep them alive but barely, also how to bring pleasure into it. Artemis was amazing. Tarian could still remember their last conversation together 3500 years ago.
"Master why must you leave?" cried Tarian kneeling down at his master's feet.
"Tarian I warned you this day would come," Artemis said sternly
"But I need you master!" he stroked the bottom of his master's cape, "Surely there must be more you can teach me?"
Artemis shook his head, his purple eyes gleaming into his. "No but I can leave you with some last words of wisdom."
Tarian looked up, "Master please tell me!" he begged
Artemis kneeled down to him, "3500 years from now, you will met the precious Pharaoh again, it will be here."
"You mean I must remain here! I don't like it here, why can't I come back with you?"
"Your fate remains here, you will never go back to Egypt." replied Artemis
Tarian began to tremble, his shoulders shaking, blood tears falling down his face. Artemis knelt down beside him. He stroked the blood from his face. He licked his fingers and smiled, "U still taste delicious, Tarian."
Tarian looked up at him. Artemis smiled, "Don't worry Tarian you will be fine," he got up
"Master..." whimpered Tarian
"Remember Tarian you will find the Pharaoh again."
"What will I do when I find him?"
"You will know, trust your instincts." with that he was gone.
***
Tarian walked around the dark alley remembering, remembering every single word Artemis said to him, "Don't worry Master I will never forget."
"NO!"
Tarian turned around at the shriek. He saw three large strong men all huddled together. In between them was a woman, she laid half naked as the men continued with her. The girl laid in fear, trying to get away but their strong arms remained on her.
"Help!" she cried.
"Quiet you!" one of the men yelled and slapped her hard. "Keep quiet and we might just let you go again."
Tarian began to walk away but then an all too familiar oder passed his nose. The scent of hot, lustiourus blood. It was all coming from that woman. Tarian licked his lips, her half naked body exposed to him, the flesh where he could sink his teeth in and then taste her blood. Tarian began to approach the men and the woman.
"You better leave her alone." he whispered, he voice deep and cold
The men turned around and looked at Tarian,"And what is a guy like you gonna do to us?" one of the men asked.
Tarian smiled, "You don't want me to answer that." He took out his sword that was at he side. It felt good to be in his hands again. He approached the man. The man had fear in his eyes. Tarian smiled as he brought the sword down on him and sliced him in two. Blood splattering every where, against the walls and his face. His sword was dripping in blood, he licked some of it off. "Delicious," he whispered. The rest of the men looked at him then ran in fear. The woman still on the ground.
She was shaking, from cold and fear, she tried to move but couldn't. Tarian approached her, she screamed in terror, he clamped his hand over her mouth. "Shush," he whispered, "Everything is all right I wont hurt you." The woman continued to tremble, Tarian drew her close her warm body against his cold dead body. He stroked her back feeling the heat from her body and the flow of the blood. The woman stopped trembling, she relaxed. "That's it," whispered Tarian, his finger running along her neck. He bent down and gently and slowly sunk his fangs into her.
He could feel the woman struggle and letting out small gasps, but the more she struggled the more pleasurable it was for him. He drank her blood, taking in great amounts. The warm blood flowing through his veins. The woman laid still as he continued to drink. He remembered his master's words that to stop before his victims heart stopped working. But that escaped his mind as he sucked on the blood, sucking out her soul. Even when her heart stopped beating he continued to feast. When he sucked the last bit of blood that he could, he put her down gently, there was still some blood on her lips, he licked them clean. "Thank you my dear," he whispered. Then got up and left.
The woman was left there, her eyes opened and lifeless, her lips blue, her skin pale. There was also two very faint fang marks on her neck.
***
Yami sat on a flatten tombstone. It was about 2 in the morning and he still did not find shelter. He looked up at the sky, his pale face glowing caused by the moons light. The stars in the sky seemed to be winking at him. He actually felt at ease here. No one bothered him, total silence. Suddenly some bushes near by began to rustle. Yami stood up right away, he watched the bushes. His heart beating hard against his rib cage, it felt as if it would burst. He tried to keep his breathing normal but he failed and came out in short gasps.
A rat appeared out of the bushes, it looked at Yami, then ran away.
Yami couldn't help but laugh, it began as a soft chuckle but soon turned into a mad cackle. What did he have to fear? He had the power of the millennium item, "What do I have to fear!" he yelled, "No one!" he laughed maniacally again.
"Oh yes you do," as soft voice rang out.
Yami stopped laughing, he began to tremble slightly. "Whose there?" he called, "I demanded you show yourself."
"As you wish my dear pharaoh." replied the voice.
Yami felt a cool breeze behind him. He turned around and let out a small cry. A hooded figure approached him. He was moving in an unnatural manner. It seemed as if he was a snake or a lizard. Yami tried to back away but he couldn't move, he was glued to his spot. The figure continued to approach him. "It's good to see you again Pharaoh." it whispered in his ear. Yami was able to smell blood in his breath. "W-w-who are y-y-ou?" he trembled.
"Pharaoh I am ashamed you don't remember me." it mocked.
"Show your self!" Yami yelled.
"As you wish." the figure removed his hood. Yami let out a stifle cry. His face was so dead looking and pale, if he had seen a face like that before he would surely remember. He began to tremble uncontrollable. He felt as if his knees would give out any second.
"It's been many years since we last saw each other." it cooed.
"I don't know you! Go away!" Yami tried to yell but it only came out in a mere whisper.
The figure laughed, "Oh my dear Pharaoh, I can't believe you don't remember one of your best men."
Yami's eyes widened, 'No it can't be!' he gasped he actually remembered. The figure cackled. "Yes Pharaoh it is I Tarian."
"But that is not possible," Yami shook his head, "I was told you were dead,"
"You could call it that, but no Yami I was not dead, and I still am not." replied Tarian.
"How did you end up like this, looking so..."
"Deceased," finished Tarian, :"Yami you are a slow learned, I am a vampire."
Yami's eyes widened, "What? How? Why? When?"
"All this will be answered in a matter of time." replied Tarian, he smiled his fangs glaring, blood was still dripping from them.
"How did you know I was here?"
"Easy I followed the scent of your blood."
Yami began to walk away, "Stay away from me," he begged, he tripped over a tombstone, landing flat on his back. Tarian approached him, "Don't you trust me?" he whispered. Yami trembled as he felt Tarian's dead cold hands clamp his bare arms. Yami struggled. "Don't bother struggling, it will just be more pleasurable for me." Yami's eyes widened as he saw the fangs again. They were coming towards him. "No," moaned Yami, but it was too late. Tarian's fangs penetrated into his skin.
Yami let out a louder cry, as he felt them. Tarian smiled as he began to suck the blood out of him, going slowly so that he could endure the taste of his blood for a while. Yami tried to struggle but he soon became weakened. Tarian let out a soft moan as he continued to take Yami's blood, he hand on his chest, so he could feel the heart beat of Yami's heart. It soon became very slow. He drew his fangs out.
Yami was pale and his breathing shallow. He looked at Tarian his eyes, in fear and lost. Tarian smiled, "Don't worry my dear Yami, I will not allow you to die." Yami tried to speak but it only came out as slurs and moans. "Sleep Yami just close your eyes and rest."
Yami closed his eyes, the last thing he could remember was the faint sound of his heart beat and the breathing of Tarian.
***
Yami woke up, he was dizzy and thirsty, but it was a different type of thirst. He wasn't thirsty for water he was thirsty for blood. He sat up and looked around. He was an in a dungeon of some kind, it was cold and damp. Right next to him was some bread and water/ He drank and ate quickly. He tried to stand up but his legs didn't seem to be functioning.
Yami took in a deep breath but began to cough uncontrollable. The smell was awful, the air smelt like rotting corps, old dried blood and extortion. Yami felt his stomach a violent jump and his chest gave a tight squeeze, as he threw up the water and bread, he took in a small breath but only vomited more. Yami broke into a cold sweat and fell to his side trembling. He whimpered and twitched violently.
Tarian entered, he didn't seem bothered by the smell. He knelt down and picked Yami up, Yami let out a loud moan, "It's all right Yami everything will be fine soon." soothed Tarian. He sat down with Yami in his lap, Tarian bit his left upper arm and brought Yami's face to it. "Drink, you will feel better."
Yami was able to smell his sweet blood he took in a deep breath and clamped his mouth over his arm. He began to drink, quickly life being pumped back into him.
Tarian arched his back and bit his lip, it was very painful he didn't understand how his master was able to do it multiple times. He gently pushed Yami back, Yami whimpered. Tarian smiled, "Tonight we will feast don't you worry your pretty little head about it."
***
Yami and Tarian walked into the heart of the city, once again. Yami's outfit had changed, it was long leather pants a black top and a torn cloak. His eyes were now a dark red color, his skin paler and his white fangs shined in the moonlight. It was nearly day time so they had to act quickly.
Yami knew exactly where some people hung out early in the morning. He walked to Domino High School. He saw a group of tough looking boys. They were the same boys that beat the crap out of Yugi when he didn't have his millennium item. Yami was out to get his revenge.
The boys turned around, they laughed when they saw Yami, "Hey midget what brings you here? Want to get your morning beating over with, and look you brought a friend." the toughest looking guy laughed.
"Laugh if you wish," spoke up Yami. The looked at him. He glared his fangs, "For it will be the last thing you will do."
The guys looked at Yami, no longer laughing, but fear was written all over their faces. Yami smiled and jumped one of the guys. He let out a loud cry, struggling. The rest of the guys ran away.
"No! Please!" he begged, "I'm sorry AHHHH!"
Yami dug his fangs into his neck. Breaking the skin, going deep into the warm bloody flesh. The guy struggled and kicked. Yami began to drink, he tasted the sweetness, his blood was warm and satisfying. He pushed the guy into the ground and dug his fangs deeper into his flesh. His body became alive again, the male's blood flowing through his veins. Yami closed his eyes and took in the pleasurable warmth and taste of his blood. The boys heart became slower while Yami's became faster.
Tarian watched, smiling, 'He learns fast.' he thought. It took me a couple of weeks just to get the hang of it. He knew the boy was going to die, but he didn't want to ruin Yami's pleasure. He let Yami finish him off.
Yami drew apart when he felt the boys heart stop beating. He looked at the boy, who was now pale and it seemed as his soul had been sucked out of him. Blood dripped off of his chin. He was smiling licking his lips. "He was a delicious one," he whispered.
Tarian smiled, "Come Yami, you have done well for tonight." Yami turned around and smiled, "Can we get another one?"
Tarian shook his head, "Not tonight," he said, "I am sorry," he whispered when he saw Yami pout. "The sun will be up soon we must get some sleep tonight is Tanabate the festivals of the stars, many people we be out tonight."
"Excellent," grinned Yami. He looked so evil, he had no more fears and no more worries, he was going to live forever, what did he have to loose?
Tarian motioned to him, "Come lets get some rest and then tonight we shall have us a royal feast the only those vampires of high class normally have."
Yami nodded and followed Tarian back to his crypt.
~End of Chapter 1~
All right so what did you think??? It took me 3 sleepless nights to type this up, I have been writing it after Inuyasha which on at 12;30 for me. I seem to get my best ideas at night so that is why I write mainly at night. I hope to have Chapter 2 up soon but I am going to Europe soon so I have to get my things together. As always please R+R, and if you have any CONSTRUCTIVE critism please I would love to hear it. And if you have any ideas of your own tell me and I will see what I can do.