Disclaimer: obviously, considering that I don't even look like her, and I am a male – I am not Stephenie Meyer. Though I will forever appreciate her work with the Twilight series, I own nothing but a copy of each book.

Author's note: what's the deal with the ALL HUMAN fan-fictions? I don't see the point in them; I just read the summery, notice the A/H and just go to the next one … Sorry guys, nothing personal.

Um, this story DOES involve … affection (though at the current time I have no plans of sexual intercourse) between two males – Daniel and Bailey.

Bailey's ability is based on what I believe mine would be if I were a vampire.

Read and review, if you like. I don't mind if there's flames, as long as it's constructive.

I don't believe in only writing one hundred to a thousand words per chapter, so most of my chapters will be around five thousand, and about fifteen pages each.

Main summery: set during and after Breaking Dawn. Bailey is a vampire that barely remembers his human life, and he's an ex member of the Volturi Guard. Bailey is a vegetarian. Bailey met a human male, Daniel, who is to him as Bella is to Edward.

In passing months, Bailey and Daniel form a great companionship as friends whilst Daniel is human. But what does Bailey want from Daniel? A mate, or a friend? Or will he allow Daniel to grow old and die?

RisingSunset

1. Prey

I could pick him off anywhere in a crowd. No matter the size. The way he carried himself, the smell his blood and sweat threw at me. It took all of my self control I could muster to stay in the shadows, away from the blistering sunlight's rays. I don't think he or any other of the fragile, absurd humans that I abstain my hunger from would appreciate a pale and beautiful vampire glittering in the sunlight. Though this was the middle of winter, I did not have to be so subtle and stealthy.

I remember from my time with the vampire royal family, the Volturi in Italy, centuries before moving on to Hobart, Australia, as I was learning about our world. A vampire named Eleazar, whom has now left the Guard, sensed great power running through my then-human blood and alerted Aro, who turned me himself. I could find solutions to deal with any issue, I would get momentary glimpses at what the outcomes of actions would be, and could sense on-coming conflict, though sadly it was useless against Newborns only hours old but started to work after a period of twenty-four hours, so I was of great use in the Great Southern Territory Wars against the armies of Newborns. It was my solution power that allowed me to leave the Guard once my conscience had kicked in. Though the taste was beautiful, it didn't feel right killing a human being. The Volturi had a name for people like Daniel. La tua cantante, where their blood would sing to my kind.

Even as a Newborn my self control was intriguing, and odd. Ha, me, an oddity among oddities, or simply put—a freak among freaks. But this one human, this one, oddly near-vampire beautiful man with his citrus juice and rose smell pulled me in. I found myself watching Daniel, getting to know him in the side lines—though he never knew I was there. Bailey was the only part of my human name I could remember, though I thoroughly suspected that this was merely my family name and that my Christian name would be lost forever, though I had given myself the last name of Reid.

Christianity ... I knew that I was a follower of the Faith in my human days, merely because when I woke up from the burning, I was wearing a crucifix around my neck, ironic that a monster was once a Christian. It didn't seem fitting, considering the sins my kind indulged ourselves in.

I knew how much I wanted Daniel's blood soaking my burning throat. His sent almost as intoxicating as his beauty. He stood merely at five foot six, shorter than my six foot frame. He was physically older than me, twenty-two against me being seventeen, and he had deep brown eyes that sat solidly against my liquid topaz coloured, though oddly they were still quite intoxicatingly addictive. Every time my gaze met with his, though I was standing dozens of meters away, I found myself locked and having no will or want to move away, just the will to keep the gaze going.

Almost like an electric current, my extra sense warned me not to slay this one at the current time, I felt that I should get to know the human, though most definitely not right this moment. I couldn't corner him in public, I couldn't be spontaneous. I had to be subtle, quiet, and inconspicuous if I wanted this to work in my favor. First I needed to work out what I wanted from Daniel. A mate, a companion … or just allow him to live forever, never letting him die. Of course I'd try to lead him to a more humane lifestyle, but if he chose to leave, become a nomad, of course I would let him. Unfortunately, my ability didn't automatically tell me what fate held for me when it came to Daniel, just how to get to the end. Normally, I could feel what would eventually happen, but not with him.

I remembered sitting on a plane, just arriving in Canberra before again taking on the flight to Adelaide for the winter. He came and walked down the isle. The smell confused me at first, and it took all my will power not to lunge from my seat and wrap my teeth around his jugular and drain him of all his blood. The main thing that stopped me was the electrical current, telling me to keep him alive. He stood, awe-struck at the sight of me, most humans were, but most humans also felt intimidated and if Daniel was, he didn't show it. His eyes showed admiration, but not an ounce of fear was in those dark brown eyes. The smell deepened as he slowed by the seat next to me, slowly and carefully sitting in the same row, but leaving one seat between us, which was occupied by my carry-on bag and hooded jumper, soon to be accompanied by his dark woolen jacket. Not a word was spoken between either of us during the whole flight, though I caught sight of his name on the bag of luggage he deposited in the over-head compartment. Both of us subtly snuck in quick glances at the other, though his did not go unnoticed by my sensitive peripheral vision.

Immediately as the smell grew stronger I held my breath, reclining my chair, closed my eyes and slowly and steadily raising my abdominal wall muscles to make it seem like I was breathing. I had hoped that I did not seem suspicious in any way to Daniel. I would have hated it if I would have had to of destroyed him, because I did not succeed in obeying the one vampire rule – to keep the Secret. It did annoy me that I did not feel what the outcome of my charade would be, the electricity in my skin numb.

But here I stood, hidden on top of a city building in the populated streets of South Australia's main city, gazing down at a large crowd leaving a train station where he stood out entering the station to travel home. The electrical feeling urged me forward, down to the station. I knew now was the time to meet with Daniel, it was now … or never. I had twelve minutes before the next train would arrive, and I would have to subtly work my way down and place myself on the same train next to my human, and sitting next to him, where I would introduce myself and hopefully befriend the man.

At blinding speeds I propelled myself down the building before landing lightly and undetected on my feet in an empty alleyway, away from human eyes. Casually I walked out from the alley, pulling the hood from my green striped jacket over my face to look as if I were avoiding rain, when really I was avoiding stares. I tried to keep to a human pace as I walked impatiently and excitedly along the pavement.

Finally I'd be actually meeting him and I'd get to hear his boyish voice talking to me. Hopefully my bass voice didn't frighten him. Then again, he didn't seem easily intimidated, quite brave in fact. I concentrated heavily on his lemon and rose smell and followed the scent through the crowd, weaving gracefully between people, avoiding colliding into them until I was held up by the traffic going along. I contemplated my chances of speeding across the busy road without people noticing. I would have to weave to the back of where everybody waited, do a run and jump and leap across the road behind a tree where I could then walk the next twenty meters to the station.

I weaved to the back of the crowd, took three slow steps back, ran forward and leapt high in to the air and landed perfectly and quietly behind a tree, unseen and undetected. The smell was most definitely stronger and more prominent here, and the electrical feeling let me know I was close to him, so close that my throat started to burn and venom seeped into my mouth. Oh how I wish I had spent more time hunting last night.

He would be fine and safe, I will not hurt him! I could not hurt him. I just want to know him, to befriend him. I needed that lonely gap filled. As I got to the ticket booth, I lazily threw down four one dollar coins and picked up my ticket before quickly running at a human pace through the turn-rails. His thin, medium length, wet auburn hair was unmistakable among the crowd, though the water slightly ruined the flavor of his scent, he was still easy to find. I grinned as he shook his hair like a pup to rid his hair of the wetness. It was sweet, and boyish, though utterly charming. What seemed like an eternity though was probably only half a minute, I walked on to the carriage, entering my ticket into the validater and looked around for my human. He sat innocently and uncaringly until his eyes met mine. Then his breath got caught in his throat and his heart rate sped up fiercely and the corners of his mouth crept into a smile.

When my eyes locked with his the venom blistered my esophagus and flooded my mouth. I quickly and almost regretfully swallowed the venom and gave him a toothless grin and stealthily clenched my fists as the venom burnt down my chest. I lifted the hood from my head and it suddenly reminded me of my time with the Volturi. I heard Daniel's gasp of shock, and his eyes showed admiration with a bit of fear at my flawless features. I kept my eyes subtly on him, though I was sure that he knew my gaze was on his, and fluidly walked to the seat next to his.

I suppose this would seem a bit suspicious, considering the many other choices of seating, but I decided to sit next to this one person. Was I being too blunt? No, the current told me I was doing the right thing and that I should start up a conversation, but wait until the train started to move. Who knew that vampires could get nervous, and feel shy? I'm sure if there was still blood beneath my granite skin that I'd be blushing profusely. That was most definitely one of my human traits I remember being bad with – consistence blushing. There was a light above Daniel and I, which seemed to envelope him and wrap him in a gold-like aura. It was breathtaking. It added to the fact that he, himself smelt mouthwatering.

I began to wonder what he'd be like as a vampire, sitting in the rays of the sun, with his skin glittering and sparkling like diamond. The smell of being so close reminded me of the time on the plane, but he was closer this time. He was like a magnet. I felt like I was beginning to orbit around him, drawing closer. I quickly glanced at his neck, seeing the vein run through his skin. A human would not see it, but to my kind, a human's thin, soft skin looked transparent.

I felt him flinch as the train moved and knocked my cold hand against his right forearm and there was something like an electrical shock that ran up through my arm at the touch. Silently I cursed myself, but my intuition told me that now was the time to talk to him, that the touch was a conversation starter.

"Sorry about that, but it is cold, you know?" I said and Daniel's brown eyes widened. I'd surprised him with my impossibly perfect, bass voice.

"Yeah, it's cool, dude," his boyish voice nearly made my cold, dead heart beat again. He seemed in slight shock. Did he feel the electrical shock too?

I slipped my hand off of the seat and touched the metal pole that held the seats a foot from the ground. Of course I would not feel a zap, but I would hear it.

Nothing…

No zap.

"Good day?" I asked politely, blinking for show of seeming human and allowing my leg to shake up and down, as if I were resting the balls of my feet on a nerve. All for show, I just hoped it would work. Why could I not know how things would pan out with this human? How would things pan out for him? Would I lose control and kill him myself, or would I turn him? Maybe I'd just leave him to live a human life, but would I be able to let myself do that?

No.

"Yeah, it wasn't bad," he answered, only a second after I'd asked him the question. He smiled in an odd happy way, surprise was still there, but there was no more fear. "How about yourself? Why are you out in this cold and wet?"

"My day has been okay. I've been waiting to meet someone. Why are you out in this?"

He grinned and opened one of the sides to his jacket, showing a workmen's uniform. I nodded and smiled. I'd already known the answer, but it would seem suspicious if I knew he'd be working, I had to remain inconspicuous.

"Did you meet who you've been waiting for?" he was honestly interested, and charmingly polite.

I nodded, and our eyes locked, slowly I breathed in and out, forgetting what effect this would have on him.

"Yeah, I did."

"Sorry, what?" he said and I realized that he had blanked out.

My bad, I thought to myself and smiled politely and repeated what I had said.

"I'm Bailey," I said and cautiously offered my right hand.

"Daniel." He took it without fear, and barely flinched at the cool granite skin. "Quite a grip you've got there, Bailey."

"So, what do you do for work?" I asked. I knew he work in a stock warehouse, but I still made the right movements and noises when he told me.

"What about you? Do you go to school, university or do you work?"

"I'm on my last year of school," I smiled at his curiosity. The end result of this conversation felt stronger, and I felt more comfortable with the environment. But still … I couldn't tell what would happen once our time together of the train would finish. I would remain on the train for one more stop after he left and then run back to his home, looking after him.

"Lucky you, any idea what you would like to do once you get out of the prison?"

I chuckled at his use of words. He was right. That's all school is, a boring prison. But that prison allowed me to stay in one area for longer periods of time, not that I went lately. I was too busy protecting my human. I searched through all the human memories I had. Surely I had wanted to be something as an adult. Maybe a journalist?

"I want to work as a primary school teacher." Pathetic, Bailey. Of all the jobs, you choose to teach children.

"You're not going to bitch about being underpaid and that, are you?" he joked, sticking his tongue out and winking.

I grinned and shook my head. I noticed a glint of gold around Daniel's neck and nodded towards it.

"That is utterly spectacular."

"Oh, this old thing? Eh, it's a family thing, passed down from generation-to-generation-blah-blah-blah," he said pulling out the gold chain. The pendant was of a golden roped cross with a dragon climbing up it. The cross had diamonds plated in it, and the dragon was covered in rubies and emeralds. It was … spectacular. Utterly beautiful, just like it's wearer.

"Beautiful, utterly beautiful," I said. Really I meant him, but I would appear to be talking about his amulet.

"Thank you."

Blood had rushed to Daniel's cheeks, making him blush. It added to his boyish appearance, even with his tanned skin. The blood caused my throat to burn even more, but I managed not to attack him.

"You, my newly gained friend, are very most welcome."

"You're good with words, aren't you?"

I was showing off, great. Real inconspicuous, Bailey. Let the man know that you're old enough to be this country's grandfather…

"Yeah, sorry. A lot of people say I'm quite ostentatious with my words," I realized what I'd said and rolled my eyes. "See?"

"No, it's fine. It's good to see young people with good looks and brains," he said then impossibly, the blush deepened.

I knew exactly how good looking my kind was, but to hear it from him … I don't think I have ever been happier. I just wish he wouldn't blush so much. Though the boyish charm was delectable, the blood under his translucent skin was even more tempting.

"Hey, listen?" he said.

Like I wasn't listening already, I thought to myself as his voice sent tingles through every part of my dead body.

I nodded for him to continue what he was going to say.

"I've got nothing happening for the rest of today and if I promise not to keep you out too late on a school night … want to come to my place and hang out for a bit?" he asked and he was quite obviously shy, it was kind of cute in a way.

No matter how much I knew I truly wanted to go with him, I knew that if I did not hunt soon, that I would slaughter my human if I were to be alone with him in a small space such as his flat.

"Um, I'm really sorry. But I do not think that would be such a good idea."

Stupid, stupid vampire, Bailey! I mentally shouted to myself. Oh well, at least you're doing what your Glimpses are telling you to do.

Daniel's facial expressions showed confusion and slight hurt. I wanted nothing more than to take him in my arms and hold him close.

My throat burned at the thought of being so close to him that I visibly winced. Though I wasn't sure that it was the burning that caused my wince, or Daniel's hurt expression.

"Your eyes seem darker," Daniel said and inside myself I groaned. My eyes were turning from topaz to onyx, and it was noticeable.

"Yeah, my eyes, uh … they change colour sometimes."

Smooth, real smooth, Bails.

I growled inaudibly as the train driver's voice told over the intercom that in a matter of ten seconds, we'd be approaching Daniel's stop. I smiled peacefully at him and he returned with a sheepish grin. He looked tired and exhausted after the day's work. He walked slowly, almost like he regretted getting up, and stumbled his way to the sliding doors. I chuckled softly and affectionately as he almost lost his balance when the train made its full stop.

Once the train pulled into the next stop I almost ran at vampire speed to the door, but was able to hold myself back. Though once I left and knew I was out of human sight. Well … I can't be held accountable for my actions. I ran faster than I'd ever run before. It felt like I was running faster than a day old Newborn. I ran until I came across a paddock with a herd of sheep moping around aimlessly.

They didn't look at all appetizing, and smelt even worse. An acrid, tar-like smell. Damn, at least Daniel smelt edible. But I would not end his life that way. I shook my head, gaining a Glimpse, showing me that it was in Daniel's best interest that I feed on these stinking, unappetizing, grass-munching, wool-covered mammals.

Without giving it one more thought, I crouched down into a cat-like crouch and aimed my on-coming surprise attack on the closest mutton. As quick as lightning I sprang forth, launching myself several feet into the air before tackling the helpless, worthless creature to the ground before digging my razor sharp, venom coated teeth into the animal's throat. I brought the animal to the ground, and drained the creature of its every milliliter of blood.

It tasted slightly better than it smelt, but I would still rather the taste of something more sweeter. Like a wild dingo, or something of the like. A carnivore that would taste so much more human, though still the flavor would still be wrong as it trickled down my tongue, soothing my forever burning throat.

I'd heard rumors of another vampire that had quite a large family of vampires that fed on animals rather than humans. Though their leader was all but immune to the smell.

The masochistic fool even worked in a hospital. If I were near Daniel if he so much as cut his finger, I'd have to fight to hold my breath to keep from killing him.

And the other coven, in the northern regions of America, to which Eleazar had joined. They too fed on animals. Though none had anywhere near the control that the one alone vampire did.

I dropped the carcass of the sheep onto the ground and ran off for my next victim. Once I'd finished with the animals I hastily dug a near-perfect seven foot grave and three the bodies in, before refilling the grave with the dirt.

I considered myself safe to run back to Daniel and keep watch over him without fear of hurting him.

I ran back to the train station and saw a train coming. Once the train slowed to a stop parallel to the station I ran at full-vamp speed to the back of the train and climbed onto the metal roof of the elongated steel tube. I waited until the train reached its full speed before running forward until the end of the carriages and propelled myself into the air and landing elegantly into a deserted parking lot.

Before even checking to see exactly where I was, I leapt onto a building and jumped silently and swiftly, much like a ninja, rooftop-to-rooftop until I had no choice but to set myself on the ground and then run the rest of the way to the flat.

I inhaled deeply and sighed happily as Daniel's lemon zest and rose-like smell sent tingles down my spine and almost made my heart start beating for the first time in six hundred and forty-nine years. My human had done this to me numerous times, and as entertaining and pleasurable as it may feel, it was still quite annoying that I couldn't know why he did this to me.

I climbed up Daniel's side of the building until I reached his floor and shimmied my way across until I found his window. I found him sitting on his black leather couch, with a plate of food that, though may have smelt and looked quite nice to him, it looked beyond disgusting to me. Compared to the slop on Daniel's ceramic plate, the sheep's blood was bliss. Daniel was watching a television program that didn't look slightly interesting to me. I couldn't care less what was going on to some celebrity in America. The look on Daniel's face, and the obvious loneliness and depression in his eyes burnt into my soul. I, unlike others, still believed my kind had souls, otherwise, why would we feel what we do?

It hurt to see Daniel like this. It hurt so much that I couldn't help but let out a low sob. In my human days, seeing this man, this human like this, in this state would have made me cry and weep for hours. It was physically painful, and I couldn't stand it.

But there was nothing I could do.

It tore at my cold, dead heart to see him in such pain, such depression and loneliness.

He let out a soft sigh, a sigh that would have not been heard by someone sitting next to him, but thanks to my intensified hearing, I heard the sigh with perfect clarity. He put down his dinner plate of untouched food that he'd just been moving around with his fork, showing no actual want to eat the food, then he sprawled himself over the sofa, with his face facing away from me. He let his arm drop to the ground before he picked up a notebook, the same notebook I saw him use for his journal entries, or when he'd write songs for the band he played the drums in, even though his better talent was singing.

He must have been more tired than I had anticipated, because of only writing one sentence—that I could not see due to his broad shoulders shielding the notebook—Daniel quickly dozed off into a soft slumber. I could tell because of his steady, slow and even breathing. It was a lullaby on its own, enchanting and sweet. The feel of sleep was one human memory that no vampire could keep, so I envied Daniel of this ability that he considered nothing other than rest.

As gentle as possible when it came to being a vampire, I slid open to window and ghostly I walked into the lounge room of the small flat. I was curious about the one sentence that he had scrawled on the paper. Usually he'd spend hours with his notebook and he's turn over pages upon pages writing lyrics for his music. I just ran my eyes over the small text for only one ninth of a second, though it was enough to take in what it said.

I have found my Angel.

I grinned softly and looked from the paper to Daniel. If he meant me, I was hardly an angel. I was more like Satan. I was cursed, and damned. If I were an angel, my wings would be black, withered and torn.

I sighed at Daniel's body lying there with his head tilted to the side. I saw the bright blue vein running along his neck and shook my head. Gently I slipped my right arm under his knees and my left arm around the middle of his back and lifted him effortlessly from the couch. He felt so right to be there in my arms, asleep and in a world of dreams.

He moaned softly in his sleep and shuffled closer to me. It was a cold night, and he wanted to be closer to the cold statue holding him…

Nice.

The logic was definitely not there.

But who cares about logic when I have a delicious smelling human that for some reason meant so much to me lying in my arms. Logic was the last thing on my mind.

Stupidly, and curiously I knelt my face closer to that blue vein and ran my nose along it, smelling the combined scent. I was punished for my curiosity by the white-hot burning ripping down my esophagus. I grinned, not caring about the pain and ran my cold tongue down the vein. I moved my head back slowly, inhaling at the same speed until I was in my natural position, holding him in my arms in the bridal style, and carried him to his room.

I lay him down on the highly uncomfortable looking bed and pulled the thin, dark blue, cotton cover over him to uselessly shield in some warmth. It would be impossible for a human to keep warm in this small compartment. It would be unbearably hot in summer and ghastly cold in the winter. Demonic and cruel, I didn't like how it often made Daniel sick.

I stroked his slightly damp—from his earlier shower during my hunting trip—hair away from his forehead and continued to graze the back of my fingers along his temple and cheek. He sighed comfortably and urged his face into my fingers. I smiled at his unconscious display of affection and bent down and pressed my lips gently and briefly against his warm, soft forehead which triggered the inevitable rush of fire.

I gently walked from his room, stepped through his window and closed it quietly. I had to get away from this house. I was too close to him. I was so close to sinking my teeth into his neck to taste his blood and ease the burning. But I needed Daniel alive. I would be his angel, even if it killed me. I would protect him until my body was pulled apart, and the pieces were burnt.

I gasped as I felt a Glimpse coming as I saw the possibility, a dark cloaked figure with her teeth at my throat, ripping my spine from its place.

I shuddered at the possibility of this happening. If I were to cause a fight with the Volturi, if any of them were to kill me, it would be Jane. The one I was least close to. Often I was the victim of her illusion of burning.

I searched through the back of my head and found the smoky wisp that I was looking for. I mentally pulled it into the back of my retina as I saw how I would get to such a predicament of Jane killing me.

I could see nothing. I saw nothing before three moments before the attack where I had gone off to what felt like hunting. It wasn't anywhere in Australia, in fact, it looked like woods in northern France in their summer.

I was in Europe, that's all I could tell. And if I could see nothing to do with the attack, the only realistic option is that Daniel was somehow involved.

I sighed and shook my head. I'd have to avoid being in France in the summer now that I've acquainted myself with Daniel if I want to keep him safe. I would not let him feel the burning that Jane would indubitably inflict on my human if she came across him.

I let out a feral roar as I ripped through streets and traffic until I found the house that I was renting as a faux. There was a familiar, pleasant scent emitting from my house. I didn't know whether this would be friend or foe.

I ran through my door and let out a snarl until I saw the lustrous mahogany hair, and the dark red eyes of the very tall, very beautiful vampire that I knew all to well.

"Now, now, is that the way you greet your old friends, Bails?"