This is my first fanfic, prease review! My best mate helped and told me to post it. My spelling isn't always very good, please be aware. I've only seen two of the films, havent read the books yet but I might soon. Review if you love the cannible! He's a dude.

Disclaimier - they belong to Thomas Harris. I'll put them back when I've finished playing. Don't sue, you wont get anything but a David Gray cd.

The Cannibal that Stole Her Heart, by auric artifixe

Clarice Starling sat at home on her couch, drinking whiskey. She drank a lot of it because she didn't work for the FBI anymore. She hated them since Hannibal had cut his hand off instead of hers.

She was thinking about him again. The cannibal that stole her heart. When he kissed her, she had never felt a kiss so soft as his. Their noses and forehands touching was electrifying to her. She dreamed about him all the time.

Clarice took a big pull on her JD and coke, and sighed. Would she ever see him again, that mysterious cannibal?

Music played on the stereo, something depressing by David Gray, and Clarice felt a tear in her cheek. It wasn't fair. She didn't get a chance to tell Hannibal how much she loved him.

Clarice lay drunk on the sofa thinking about suicide as David Gray played on.

She fell asleep and of course, she dreamed of Hannibal again. She saw him in the kitchen, duck-taping Krendler's mouth shut. Krendler screamed while Hannible started up the saw. Clarice was glad Krendler was dead. She hated him, he was such a bastard to her. Sometimes the thought of him eating his brains made her laugh. The doctor had done it for her.She loved him.

When Clarice woke up, she laughed to herself about Krendler again. Then she noticed the house was dark. She got up and went to the door. It was open.

'Oh my God!' She said. 'I forgot to shut the door! And I used to be an FBI agent too! Who'd have thought it?' She shut the door.

'Helloooo Clariceeee' said a voice behind her, and something pushed her face first into the door.

'Oh my God!!! She screamed. 'Dr Lecter!!!'

'Yes, it's me' he whispered in her ear, searching her for weapons. 'Did you miss me, Clarice? I missed you'. He began to kiss her throat and breasts languidly and passionatle. Clarice heaved with sudden passion.

'Yes!' she gasped with abandon. 'What happened to you hand, doctor?'

'I only cut my thumb off, if you recall. And I had that fixed back on.' He waved it in front of her startled widening eyes.

Hannibal's hands slowly and gently caressed her waste. Clarice moaned. It was the most erotic thing she had ever had done to her.

'Take me to bed, Hannibal!' she expostulated.

He picked her up, cradling her against his hips. She wrapped her legs around his knees and her arms titely passionate around his throat.

Hannibal swiftly made it to her bedroom.

In bed, he kissed her fermently and held her tightly to him. He was surprised and pleased to find that she was still a virgin, even at 32. He liked that, and was gentle and kind to her. She had never known anyone so kind. All the men she had made love to before him were mean to her. He loved her and made her a fountain of passion all night long.

The next morning, Clarice woke up and was happy. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling thing were going to be ok.

She rolled over in her bed and saw the man lying beside her, watching her with his eyes, and gasped.

'Dr Lecter! What are YOU doing here?!'

chapter two soon!!! tell me what ya think! The button is down there at the bottom!