Moonlight
Authors Note: Hello everybody! Thanks so much for taking the time to read this! It's my very first fanfiction so go easy on me! I apologize for any grammatical or spelling errors, I'm not the best of editors. If you're confused on the story at all, don't hesitate to ask. Thanks again!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh or any of the characters
I banged my head on the steering wheel. Of course my pack wouldn't allow my proposal. I knew they wouldn't be thrilled, but I didn't think I'd be practically disowned.
What did I expect? The Katsuya Pack was one that followed thousands of years' worth of tradition, and I am to inherit the alpha position once my father passed and all of this political issues that came with it.
I fixed my black rectangular glasses, flipped on my headlights, and started driving to my apartment, turning up some tunes to block out my thoughts.
I decided to bring up the idea that maybe, just maybe, I could open a restaurant in a section of Domino that just happened to be in a vampire clan's territory. The council was in an uproar.
The lycanthropic packs and the vampire clans hated each other from the beginning of time, and to suggest any type of unity is practically unheard of. Well, almost unheard of.
The media was going wild with some arranged marriage between a vampire and a werewolf as a peace treaty or something, I didn't really pay attention. We've tried things like this before and they never usually work.
I ran my fingers through the tangles of my blond hair, let out a deep sigh, closed my eyes, and tapped my fingers on the steering wheel.
The second I opened my eyes I noticed something was standing right in the middle of the road. Swerving and honking, the car didn't want to cooperate with my jerky directions and spun into the ditch, hitting my head on the window. No real serious damage, other than practically having a heart attack.
"Shit!" I swore, rubbing my head. Fucking classic. Looking up, some erratic movement caught my attention.
"Oh my god," I gasped aloud, did I hit an animal? I quickly swung my car door open and ran to whatever was on the opposite side of the ditch.
A man was laying on his stomach, very pale, very sweaty, and very nude.
"Holy shit, are ya alright?!" I asked, run towards him.
He jerked into a crouched position and snapped his head in my direction, preparing to pounce.
"I'm not gonna hurt'cha!" I informed him, holding my hands out and slowing down my pace.
He held up his hand over his eyes as I crouched next to him, to see if he had any injuries. The muscles under his skin tensed with our close proximity. He was so tall, towering over me even in a crouch. Dirt, blood, and some sort of dried black substance covered his skin. A large bruise was located on his upper left thigh close to his hip caught my attention. Crap, I didn't do that did I? I don't think my car hit him…
Heat flushed my face as he grabbed my shoulder to balance himself, deciding I wasn't a danger, I suppose. However it allowed me the perfect view of his front, where a huge gash ran along his stomach and…I swallowed…down. Sweet Spirits, just stay focus on his face.
Well, hell-o! I found myself thinking. Damn, was he an incubus or something? He was so strikingly erotic, my insides were flopping around. If he was an incubus and just needed some sexual energy, would I be all that opposed at providing? Wow, I'm getting way ahead of myself here. Damnit girl, stay focused. This isn't the time for your hormones to be raging.
I made note of the small cuts adorning his pale face that was clearly chiseled by the spirits, and the soft messy brown hair that stuck to his forehead and neck.
He let go of my shoulder, the heat from the touch still lingering as he balanced himself on the ground and coughed, blood splattering on the ground.
"Jeez man, we need to get you to a hospital," I stated, starting to stand.
He turned to face me, that's when I noticed the glowing dark red eyes.
How could there be a vampire in our territory and no one noticed? Wait… couldn't smell his scent at all, how had he managed to do that? How did they find a way to mask it?!
"Oh, Fuck…" My eyes went wide and I started to slowly back away. He grabbed my arm and pulled it up to his mouth. He gave my wrist a sniff before I was able to pull it away. He looked at me, confused.
"Who are you?" I demanded. He gave me a blank stare. "Who are ya?!" I repeated raising my voice, getting frustrated.
He moved to a standing position.
I stepped back, fear starting to sink into my bones.
I was about 5'8", but he was at least a head taller.
His blank gaze bore into me and he began walking closer.
Fuck, I'd never had an actually interaction with a vampire before, only what I've read. I mean, I've seen them, but never this close. Was he going to attack me?
"H-hey! Don't come any closer, not til ya a-answer me!" I yelled, backing up, holding my hand out in front of me to ensure the distance between us.
A car drove by on the highway, not even bothering to stop. Greaaaat. He practically jumped on me, but settled on burying himself into my chest and squeezing me.
Good lord, he's got a death grip! He just keep squeezing harder until my lungs were about to burst and my ribs would snap.
"H-hey! Stop!" I gasped, writhing in his hold. He was shaking, and his grip didn't let up.
The lack of air was becoming an issue, and my pleas for him to release me went unnoticed, so I did the only thing I could think of. I kicked him right in the bruise on his thigh. Horrific screeching filled the air.
I put my hands on the ground and gasped for breath before looking over to him. He was rolling back and forth on this side, a pained expression on his face, groaning. Way to go Jou, you're a real nurse.
Leave him, Jou, I told myself, and began walking towards the car. But something stopped me.
I couldn't just leave him out here. Well I could, but he could get even more seriously hurt and he was obviously confused. This is bad news.
"Just leave him there, Jou," I repeated aloud taking longer strides to my car and throwing the door open, "he's not your problem." I can think of ten million ways my father would kill me if he even knew I was considering helping this guy.
We're in the middle of my pack's territory! Probably 20 miles from Domino. I stared at him for a little bit. What if he decided to feed or something? No way, I wouldn't put them in danger not if there's anything I could do about.
"Okay, big man. Let's go." I said, clapping my hands together and grabbing his arm. He stared at me and covered his bruise, afraid I would hurt him again. I didn't mean to hurt him. Well, yes I sorta did, but that's not what I meant.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry about that, but right now we gotta get ya to wherever it is you belong." I said and pulled his arm over my neck. Just how tall was this guy? He leaned all of his weight onto me, in too much pain to object. He was standing just fine earlier… I mean… before I kicked him… It worked out all fine and dandy for a little bit, but he was a lot heavier the closer we got to my car.
I attempted to open the car door, but Mr. Hot Stuff started leaning the opposite direction. "Nope, buddy come back this way!" I gasped, as he slumped to the ground, groaning again. "Okay, just stay there for a second," I said to him. I opened the door, and grabbed his arm trying to pull him in. This would work so much easier if he would just try to cooperate.
Once we were both in the car, I hit my head on the steering wheel, "Oh spirits, what am I doing?"
I looked over at the stranger I decided to let into my car to find, his groaning had stopped and he was staring directly at me. I swallowed hard, "uh…hi?" He continued to stare right into my eyes. That's not creepy. I let out some nervous laughter to alleviate my uneasiness turned the key in the ignition. The car came to life and music started blaring from the radio and he started looking around as if he was getting attacked.
His emotionless death stare turned into fear as he started panicking. "Whoa, hey, calm down, it's fine, just relax! It won't hurt you I promise!" I said shutting off the radio and touching his shoulder.
He flinched and tensed, then stared at my hand. I didn't know if I'd just over stepped my boundaries, but it definitely took his attention off of the car noise.
I'd never touched a vampire before, so I couldn't tell if the coldness of his skin was natural or not. I quickly removed my hand and he followed it with his eyes before grabbing it with his own hand.
I honestly had no idea what to do, I just sat there as the strange man started inspecting my hand as if he'd never seen one before. Maybe he'd never met a werewolf before, I just let it slide.
"O-okay…so…um…let's start with the basics. Do you have a name?" I asked as he continued to inspect my hand. He briefly glanced at me then immediately returned to inspect my fingernails. Once he noticed that if you squeezed the skin on either side of the nail a retractable claw would emerge, he looked at me dumbfounded.
What is going on with this guy?
"Can you even understand what I'm saying?" I sighed, finally deciding to take my hand back much to his disappointment. He just looked at me.
I put my car in drive and pulled out of the ditch praying there was no serious damage done to my piece of junk called a car.
Trying to ignore the naked man staring at me I started talk, the silence was ticking away at my nerves and the heat of his gaze made me tense. "So what's going on with you? Why are you out here? Where are your-"
He stuck his fingers in my mouth.
My eyes went wide at the gesture and rage boiled in my stomach as he ran fingers along the sharp sides of my teeth. What the actual fuck? I snatched his hand and yanked it from my mouth.
"Da fuck dude! Ya don't j-just do that!" I yelled causing him to shrink down into his seat like I'd kicked him again. I felt bad, but he had to know he couldn't just do that!
Wait…where are we supposed to be going anyways? He needed medical attention, it kinda seems like there is some brain damage that he won't speak, or something. That's how this stuff works right? I couldn't take him to a werewolf clinic or I would be in shit deeper than I am now. If I took him to a vampire hospital, I would probably be arrested for kidnapping or something. That's if I could even make it that deep into vampire territory without being murdered.
Fuck it, I had to at least try. We were trying to make peace anyways, and I had no fucking idea what to do. I grabbed my phone attempted to pull up the GPS to take us to a vamp hospital. It was dead.
Awesome.
I angrily hit the power button a few times before finally chucking the thing into the back seat, causing Mr. Hot Stuff to jump.
"Sorry," I half heartily growled, still pissed. Hope began to sink in my chest. The fuck do I do now? I guess just wander. The building I wanted to open my restaurant would be a place to start. Wait! There was a police station a couple blocks away from it if I remember correctly.
Looking back at my phone, I noticed an old grey sweatshirt with the Domino High logo on it, I forgot I'd kept it in here. I grabbed it and tossed it at Mr. Hot Stuff.
"Wrap that around ya, kay?" I said, softening my voice. He just stared at it, I was too tired to even try.
The closer we got to the police station and deeper into vampire territory, the worse I felt. The hairs on the back of my neck stood as all the random pedestrians all looked at my car. Could they smell me? This was freaky.
A cold hand began light caressing and tickling my ear and ran down my neck to my shoulder. The action made me shiver and I exhaled sharply. I couldn't be getting all hot and bothered now! Because I need another car accident to happen right now. I'd like to take this moment to thank life for fucking me over.
I quickly swept his hand from my shoulder and glanced at him. Then I noticed blood coming from the ends of his hair on the back of his neck. I brushed his hair away to see what? Three? No, it was definitely four deep bite marks, some dried, others still oozing a bit. It was too small to be bites from wolves, it had to be from other vampires.
"Whoa man, what the hell didja do to piss off your kind so much, eh?" I sighed. This guy is trouble I can feel it. Not just in trouble, he fuckin' was trouble!
I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel a few times and took a deep breath.
I parked as close to the building as I could.
"Stay here, okay?" I said to Mr. Hot Stuff, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze when he started panicking. I hope he understood the gesture.
I could hear my heart pounding as I opened the car door and walked to the front door.
"Um... hello?!" I called once I walked inside to find the front desk empty.
It was dark except for a buzzing florescent lamp in the corner.
As much as I told myself I wasn't, I really was petrified. No, Jou, you're being irrational. These people are here to help.
It was really quite, it was freaking me out. I walked closer to the front desk and looked over. There was a steaming cup of coffee next to the computer. Someone was here, but where?
"Hello!" I yelled, still no answer.
I heard a loud crash from the back room and footsteps running towards me.
What the fuck. Warning bells went off in my head.
I took a few deep breaths, just trying to calm myself down. It's nothing. I probably just scared whoever it was and they were coming to see how they could help me now.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I tried to look as calm and collected as I possibly could.
I stared into the darkness of the hallway leading deeper into the building, "Anyone here?!" The footsteps kept getting louder and weren't slowing down. Suddenly, a muscly man with an American flag bandana and sunglasses dressed in a police uniform charged at me and threw the barrel of a gun in my face.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now, wolf," he spat, flashing his fangs at me.
I froze, but took a deep breath. This wasn't the first time there was a gun in my face.
"I was just wondering if you could tell me where the hospital,"
"No." He interrupted, cocking the handgun.
"Why?!" My blood began to boil. I LITERALLY DID NOTHING TO THIS GUY. It was late, I was tired, and I just wanted to be rid of Mr. Hot Stuff. Why couldn't things just go smoothly for once?!
"Dogs need to be put down," He snarled.
"How about, ya put the gun down, and we just talk, like two normal people?" I tried to rationalize. Yugi had been helping me deal with my anger ever since we met in high school. I found myself thanking her in moments like this.
I honestly wasn't expecting that to work but the man began cackling, waving the gun around as he paced around the room hysterically. "But you're not normal are you!? You're kind killed my daughter you know,"
Fuuuuuck. I just had to get the cop with a grudge.
"I've just been waiting for the day one of you to show up here and here you are!"
This day is just so great!
He moved close to me and poked me in the sternum, "You get to pay for what you did."
Something inside of me snap.
That's it.
I wrapped my hand around the finger connected to chest and snapped it at the knuckle. Just folded it upward like he was turning a door handle. An old trick a one of my buddies taught me from my time in my old gang.
Then, just because I was fucking irritated, I leaned forward and head butted the guy full in the face. It was a smooth move, well-delivered, but it was backed off to maybe half of what it might have been. No need to put the guy in a coma, over a big misunderstanding. I moved a pace to give the man room to fall.
"Sorry Yug," I whispered.
The big guy staggered then thumped silently on the white tiles. I decided to roll him half onto his front. Then I nudged him under the chin pull his head back and straighten his airway. The recovery position, paramedics call it. Stops you choking while you're out.
Great.
I kicked the handgun away from him, just in case.
I paced back and forth, pinching the bridge of my nose. Fuck, why why why did this fucking happen? He just had to get in my face. Maybe there was another officer around? I began surveying the building, but it seemed it was just him at the station. That's when I noticed a camera in one of the corners facing me.
So now they have video evidence of him assaulting me, and my self-defense. But would they see it that way? Ya know what fuck this.
I pulled the roots of my hair and sprinted out the door and to the car.
Mr. Hot Stuff looked at me in relief.
Now what? I was stuck with the guy. I rubbed my eyes under my glasses before filling my lungs with as much air as I could manage and releasing it slowly, like Yugi always told me to do when I was stressed.
That's it! Yugi! She could help!
She always knows what to do! I'm sure this situation has never come up before, but ya know, she probably has some weirdly perfect insight that could help.
Now if I just had to find some way to sneak a vampire into my apartment building without attracting the attention of everyone…
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With a tall brunette over my shoulder, the only coverage that sweatshirt that I tied around his waist that didn't cover up nearly as much as I thought it would, I hoped everybody in the apartment building was asleep. He stumbled over his feet and up the stairs, I helped as much as I could.
"Alright big man, just one more flight of stairs," I said, more to keep myself motivated. This guy was seriously heavy.
And he just got a lot heavier. "Oh, no no nononononononononono!" I said as we slumped to the ground, "Ya fucking asshole, why'ja have'ta pass out now, damnit!"
Ten minutes later, I set the unconscious brunette sitting up right next to my door. I took a minute to breathe and set my glasses on top of my head. At least nobody saw. I think. I began the search for my keys. Which, now that I think about, I left in the car.
I banged my head against the door. "You've gotta be kidding me…" I whispered as I closed my eyes.
"Jou, who the fuck is that?!"
My eyes shot open.
"Honda!" I yelled, spinning to look at him. His attention was on the naked bloody unconscious man on the floor. Shit. "Look, buddy, I can explain," I began. He looked pissed, as he should, I wasn't exactly quiet and it was like four in the morning. I ran my fingers through my hair, and continued, "Ya know what, I can't right now, I just need'ya ta trust me. Please keep him in your apartment until I get back, I left my keys in my car, okay. Please."
And just in case he was having any doubts, I pulled out my secret weapon, the puppy eyes. Honda couldn't resist. His face softened and he sighed. "Fuck, Jou, Fine," he breathed, "I'll put him in my living room. But you owe me." I nodded and headed back down the steps.
Honda was one of my best friends from my pack. We grew up together and got into so much trouble as kids. He actually was the one to get help me out of the gang situation I was in when I was a teenager, with the help of Yugi. When my father found out that his heir was going around starting fights, he was furious to say the least. I wasn't allowed to see Honda or any of my other friends for several months. That doesn't mean that we didn't see each other, of course. He helped me get into culinary school and on my feet, too. I really owe him a lot. Everyone thought we would end up together, but I don't have the right parts to satisfy that one.
We both moved into this apartment complex, Gardenview, which is one of two complexes that provides housing for all types of supernatural, in downtown Domino. One is in werewolf territory (ours) and the other is in the vampire region. Honda with his boyfriend Otogi, and me by myself. We befriended practically all of our floor neighbors.
Next to Honda's room is this succubus named Mai who likes to watch porn with everybody; it's super weird. Directly across the hall is Yugi, who's the sweetest little werewolf in existence. She is my saving grace, and an adopted member of the Katsuya pack.
I grabbed my keys from the ignition of my car and began my trudge back up the stairs. As I turned to open my apartment, Honda was thrown out of his door and hit the wall beside me.
"WHY CAN'T ANYTHING GO RIGHT?!" I bellowed pulling the roots of my hair.
Honda regained his footing wiping some blood off his mouth. The brunette stormed out of Honda's apartment looking ready to rip someone's limbs off, and his target was Honda. And he was stark naked.
"Spirits man, get some clothes on!" I yelled at him.
But once he saw me, he ran over towards me. I put myself in a fighting stance, but he just stood in front of me and held out his arms as if to be a protective shield. His eyes narrowed at Honda.
"What the fuck is going on," Honda and I said in unison.
The brunette looked over his shoulder at me, giving me a warm smile. It made me all mushy inside. Guh, wwwwhy did he have such power over me? Then he fell backwards into me with a groan. I managed to hook my arms under his armpits and we both slumped to the ground.
I stared up at Honda, "Please tell me Yugi is home."
