Summary:

Denmark/Norway Vampire AU.

Days collided with days and nothing new ever seemed to happen to me. Life had become a blur and the colour I once loved was now all monochrome.

That was until he had arrived.

He made me feel alive, even though he was dead.

And I wanted it to stop. Now.

'The days of the vampire were far over. Plagued by the war, the earth had stricken the vampire kind as far as possible and thereafter many had disappeared, and the remaining few had succumbed into the far reaches of the deepest caves and woodlands. The Vampire Wars that had taken place in the early 16th century were far gone and the vampires themselves were scarce. That had been going into the start of the 19th century and now for the most part, vampires were nothing but myths.

However, myths are all stories that have been derived from somewhere… where that is is a complete mystery for all but the one who started it. My name is Matthias Kohler and I am an ordinary collage student by day… and a vampire hunter by night. Now, you may laugh and say to me, "HAHAHAHA BUT MATTHIAS, VAMPIRES DON'T EXIST YOU IDIOT." Well yes, technically they don't. But let's think about this for a moment! Did you know that only 4% of the ocean has been explored so far? That means that there is a 96% chance that mermaids exist! Cool, right?

In fact, I'd bet my life that they do. And one day, I'm going to prove it! But of course I first have to figure out the existence of vampires. That's my main task. My partner, Tino and I, we work as a team to do this. I mean suuure, we may not get along sometimes but overall we have the same belief in the existence of supernatural things. For example, Tino believes he's been stalked by a vampire his entire life. Now do I believe it? Lol obviously not. But hey, who am I to judge his thoughts.

He said the vampire that stalks him is a tall blonde muscular guy with a weird accent. I asked him when exactly he believes he's seen this guy, and Tino said "Sometimes, when I wake up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, he'll be standing over me with a weird look on his face. A complete neutral look. Just staring at me." Now all though Tino calls this 'vampires' infatuation with him 'sweet', I kinda just call it desperate. I'm not telling Tino this, however.'

-The Resume of Matthias Kohler,

Initiated into the Vampire Hunters Committee,

26 February 2016.

Xxx

The new term had just started and walking into school, I greeted all my old buddies from the last year. There was Gilbert Beilschmidt, a supposedly 'Prussian' student who was extremely loud and besides his loudness, actually fit the vampire trough perfectly with his red eyes, pale skin and light hair. I had always thought this about him, even before joining the Vampire Hunters Committee or VHC for short. That was at the begging of the previous year.

One of the first tasks that was given to the new members was to make a list of all the suspects and do research on them to scout out if the acclaimed was guilty. Gilbert, whom I hadn't known back then but had seen around briefly, was the first on that list. Using the guise of 'friend', I began to get close with him only to be severely disappointed. Not only was he not a vampire, but he didn't even believe in them! However, the pro of that encounter was that we became extremely good friends and often shared one or two of our 'hidden assets' with each other. Aka alcohol, which was not allowed on campus, but did that ever stop us? Nope! Obviously not.

My first class of the day, History, was actually one of my favourite and so the day commenced. But never would I have ever imagined what was in store for me in the coming weeks to come.

Xxx

At the beginning of my first days in college, on the very first morning in fact, I had decided to go a bit earlier in order to scout out the area. I found a little café, one so hidden and isolated that I'm positive most are unaware of its existence. It was called the Fjords Café and as I walked past it, the aroma of coffee was so strong and brilliant that my legs, without my permission, took me inside. I didn't have to be worried that I'd be late as I had a few moments to spare.

Walking up to barista, alarm bells went off in my head and my heart sore to the sky as I locked eyes on an angel. Pale golden locks, accompanied by brilliant deep blue pools of starlight stared at me with an uninterested gaze. It was…

Breath taking.

He was Breath Taking.

My legs quivered with nervousness that I, Matthias Kohler, had never before felt in my life. It was a new sensation as I'd always been pretty clear about my sexuality, I was straight. I even had a girlfriend or two back in the day. But looking at this man in front of me, I was as straight as a circle and there was nothing that I could, or even wanted to do about it.

His voice, soft yet unemotional, reached my ears. He had charmed me. And like a victim to a siren, I had fallen at first glance.

I flashed my eyes down briefly, only to see the name Lukas Bondevik written on his ID card that hung from his chest.

"My eyes are up here, dumbass."

I blushed as I looked up at him. Okay… perhaps I had gotten a little carried away.

"There are other people in the world besides yourself you know, move it or order. I'll give you two seconds." His words stung like a rash but his voice healed it like a salve, warm and tingling.

"I'll get, um, one coffee." Well that wasn't vague at all now, was it Matthias? "Please." I added as a quick backup. After all, first impressions were important.

The mans emotionless eyes didn't waver. "Any coffee? Perhaps would you like me to just fill a cup with tap water and slap the label 'coffee' on it, or do you have any tips about how I should make this so called 'coffee' you want?" Boi, the sarcasm was strong with this one.

Now now, Matthias, you're the King of Denmark, remember!? Get it together! "I'd like a large cappuccino with extra cream, as well as your number, a to-go order please." I added with a wink.

The man gave me a deadpan look as he said with no mercy what-so-ever, "I am not that desperate and you are not that lucky."

Cooold. No matter. I, Matthias Kohler, was in love and I'd be damned if I let a few chilling words corrupt my train of thought that easily. "I'm just doing what the fortune cookie said. Who am I to stand in the way of Fate?"

"Well Fate must have made a miscalculation. You're holding up the line, step to the side please."

Ouch. I paid and stepped aside as he started serving the other customers. Eventually he came to me with the cappuccino I had ordered and I smirked cheekily at him. "I'll see you again tomorrow, alright love?"

"If you value that smirk of yours, I'd watch it." Not even giving me a second glance, Lukas walked back to the register.

Taking a sip of my drink, I watched each of his movements with great interests. Oh, he was going to be an interesting one alright.

And so, let the courting of Lukas Bondevik begin.

Authors Note:

The first chapter! All done^^

I hope you liked it and please comment, I would love some constructive criticism. I'm a high school student and really want to get better at reading.

I'm not 100% sure where I'm going with this story so any suggestions would be amazing xD

Thank you for reading~~

-RenKunn