Sandblasted-Kitten here with a new attempt at a fanfic. I like Ouran and I've only ever written one fic for it and not many people liked it, so to make up for it I'm attempting a new one that will hopefully go over a little better. Now I'm really sick right now, so my mind isn't really right so if you find this lame don't blame me it's my sickness! Alright On with the fic!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN OURAN!!!!! But if I did oh, so much yaoi I would add XD
Do not make me kiss, and you will not make me sin.
Tamaki always hated being dragged to parties with his father and grandmother. He never seemed to fit in, as he was the fun loving and romantic host club king, and the people at these particular gatherings were all business. Business people, with business attitudes, discussing business with people of other businesses, all drinking fancy wine, eating fancy food, listening to fancy music and wearing fancy attire all to fool the outside world who weren't "privileged" enough to be invited into thinking it was some amazing black tie event, when in reality it was just one giant business meeting.
Tamaki recognized some of the teens who were their from Ouran, he could tell they were either just as bored as he was or they were trying to learn what to do when they took over the business, and were finally able to drag their teenage offspring with them to one of these parties so they could be just as bored as he was. Tamaki's previous thought reminded him of Kyouya and how the raven haired shadow king would probably be eating this type of thing up. Tamaki sighed thinking of how Kyouya and the host club were so lucky not to be in his shoes tonight, and how Haruhi the little host club princess was training to become a famous lawyer and how she would someday be doomed to stand here just as he and the others would be destined to do in the future. Tamaki then chuckled at the thought of Haruhi "the commoner" at one of these events, and stuffing dinner rolls, and cocktail wieners in her hand bag.
His amusing thoughts were then interrupted by his father waving him over. As Tamaki moved to comply he noticed that his father was not standing alone. He was accompanied by a taller, younger and extremely handsome man. The young man couldn't have been more then 25, he had broad shoulders and a strong frame fairly visible underneath his black Armani suit. The man had black hair that reached to his mid-back and was pulled into a neat ponytail at the base of his neck, with some stands of hair framing his perfect ivory face, that sported a set of full pale pink lips, a pointed nose and two sharp black eyes. The man watched as Tamaki approached smiling at the young man who analyzed him so.
When Tamaki reached his father and the beautiful mystery man, his father greeted him with a smile "Tamaki" he said "I would like you to meet a friend of mine." he put a hand on Tamaki's shoulder and pointed him in the direction of the stranger "This is Dima Ivanov he and I did some business on a chain of opera houses in Russia a few years ago." The man Dima smiled, this made Tamaki a little uncomfortable which went unnoticed by his father "Dima, this is my son Tamaki." Dima held out his hand "Hello Tamaki" he said in his thick Russian accent. Tamaki took the man's hand "Hello" was all he said Dima squeezed Tamaki's hand "It's quite a pleasure to meet you." Tamaki feeling even more uncomfortable smiled sheepishly clearly wanting to run away "It's a pleasure meeting you too Mr. Ivanov." Tamaki's father smiled, but before he could say anything he was waved over to another group by Tamaki's grandmother, he politely excused himself leaving the two alone.
Tamaki wasn't too pleased to be left with this man who he barely knew, and who he just realized was still holding his hand. Tamaki tried pulling his hand away but it was trapped firmly inside of the taller man's bigger and stronger hand. "Umm...Mr. Ivanov" Tamaki began "Please" he interrupted "Call me Dima." Tamaki starred for a moment "Very well then, Dima." Tamaki said taking notice in the bliss on the man's face as he said the foreign name "could you please, let go of my hand?" Dima leaned much closer to Tamaki "I could" he smiled making Tamaki's stomach flip "But I think I'll keep it just where it is" to add emphasis to this he sqeezed Tamaki's hand a little bit harder. Tamaki smiled a very uncomfortable smile "Why, would you want to keep my hand Mr. Dima?" Dima laughed a little "Because Tamaki" he purred in a low husky voice "It's such a pretty hand, capable of doing such, pretty things." with that he brought Tamaki's hand to his lips and and pressed a very light kiss to the back of it. Tamaki looked away and winced at the gentle touch blushing. Dima smiled at the feint pink tinting the blonde's cheeks "That look really suits you." Tamaki looked up confused. Dima then pulled on Tamaki's hand leading him out into the garden, clearly against his will, and unnoticed by the others in the room.
Once outside he dragged the protesting blonde over to a bench seating himself and the the younger boy. "Mr. Dima please let me go back inside." Tamaki requested "Tamaki, you shouldn't be so rude." Dima said in mock disappointment "I didn't mean to be rude sir it's just it's cold out and I would very much like my hand back." Tamaki desperately tried to reason with the Russian. "Your quite persistent aren't you?" Dima laughed still keeping firm hold of the pale hand, "I think I like that about you Tamaki, very much." Confused violet eyes met calm obsidian. "what are you getting at?" Tamaki asked starting to get a bit annoyed. Dima's face fell from a calm cheerful smile to a dark possessive smirk. "What I'm getting at Tamaki" Dima whispered seductively "is that I need to think about settling down. I've been single far to long, and I think it's about time to make a commitment to a young beautiful creature who I can make mine forever." Tamaki's eyes widened in realization "Well" Tamaki said starting to struggle against the stronger hand "we can't always get what we want." Dima laughed and with his free hand took hold of Tamaki's pointed chin forcing the younger of the two to look him in the eyes "You don't understand Tamaki" he whispered harshly "I always get what I want. And I want you."
Tamaki frightend and angery spoke up "So what are you gonna do if I refuse? Kidnap me? Try to persuade my father? I not only want nothing to do with you, but I barely know you! You and I just met! Ask anybody I can get annoying pretty fast." Dima smiled again, "Oh Tamaki, you don't understand. I am a collector of beauty. I own every beautiful thing possible, except a beautiful lover. You are exactly what I'm looking for, beautiful in every possible way!" Dima's voice was getting more passionate as Tamaki fought to hide any and all fear he had. "Well tough luck." Tamaki spat "I'm not interested!" Dima's face grew serious he lowered his face closer to Tamaki's "You don't understand how long I've been waiting Tamaki." Dima said grimly "I've been looking for you for hundreds of years." Tamaki looked at the man confused "What are you talking about?" he asked unconvinced " You're what 25?" Dima laughed once more "Try 625." Tamaki's face paled "How can that be?" he asked Dima's face got even closer to the blonde's "Vampire's don't age Tamaki." Dima smiled widely for the frst time giving Tamaki a good view at his pointed fangs.
Tamaki's heart skipped a beat he was terrified, this man was a vampire, and not just that but a vampire bent on possessing him when this sunk in Tamaki opened his mouth to scream, when a pair of cold lips roughly covered his silencing him. Tamaki's eyes widened even more starring into the calm black eyes that were paired with the cold lips attached to his own. As Tamaki looked into those eyes they changed from black to a bright red and that was all Tamaki knew before everything went black.
Dima released the boy's lips as he knew he would not scream in his present state, the boy was currently under his control and would do anything he asked without memory. Dima kissed Tamaki's forehead "Tamaki" he said, the dazed and unaware young man looked at him eyes dull and blank "You will forget what I have told you and go back to the party, as if nothing has happened. But tonight when you before you go to sleep you will leave your bedroom window open so I may come to take you away. Is that clear." "Yes. Master." Tamaki replied Dima smiled "Good" then he snaped his fingers and was gone.
When Tamaki came back to realization he couldn't remember how he got outside, but found himself cold and wanting something to eat, so he rejoined the party and it's guests of completely dull business people.
Hours later when the party was over Tamaki found himself in his bedroom getting ready for bed. His teeth and hair were brushed and he had just finished putting on his blue pajamas, when he realized how stuffy his room was. So Tamaki went to his window and opened it curtains drawn so that the window would appear closed just in case. The he yawned took hold of Beary the teddy bear and climbed under the covers, before drifting off into a sound sleep. Not noticing the dark figure that appeared on the other side of the curtains, and not awakening when he was lifted from his bed and taken out into the night.
The next morning was a bright and sunny Sunday, and the maids were wondering why the residing Suoh had yet to descend the stairs and skip off to bother his friends like always. Elisa, a young maid who took to dusting like a fish took to water decided it was time for the young master to awaken, and went to his room. She gently knocked on the door "Tamaki sir?" she called. There was no reply. This time she knocked a little harder and called a little louder "TAMAKI SIR?" still no answer. So shrugging she opened the door to his room, only to find the bed and room completely devoid of the blonde and the window fully open. In a fit of panic she screamed alerting everyone in the house, who immediately came running to her current location. "ELISA!" an old maid cried catching the girl's attention to the mob of hired help outside the room she turned to them "Whats going on?" the old maid asked. "Ta...Tama...ki" Elisa stuttered out starting to cry "What about him?" asked a butler "He...he.." "Spit it out" another younger maid demanded "HE'S BEEN KIDNAPPED!"
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Well? Continue? Suicide? More cold meds? FEEDBACK PLEASE!!! Constructive critisism welcomed. Flames ignored, or attacked verbally by me. XD