A / N : Sorry that I have not been updating my stories. I just abhorr visiting my cousins in the Transylvanian Alps every holiday season that rolls around. Not only that, but...for once I didn't get trampled. Thank Dracula for that, ha, ha ha. Which reminds me, I happen to never have written a oneshot series since I joined . I may take the opportunity to do so after this story gets finished, along with Hotel Shibusen. Oftentimes, I ask myself: 'Are my publishings good enough for you guys? I just want to know if they are...I'm just saying, I'm hoping that you will leave reviews for me, and that is all I ask you. Vampires are my best working area, and I know that you would like this one story when it gets published. Enjoy, read and laugh, because it will be twice as hilarious.

Standard disclaimer applies.

Enjoy!

A forest. He just had to get stranded in a forest in the middle of the night without a lantern, thought a young boy with white hair and ruby eyes, losing his footing as he nearly tripped over a tree root because of the limited amount of moonlight, even though the moon was full.

The whole reason for this? Ask his so-called brother about why he left. Wes always got everything; Whether it be fame or praise, Wes was the best brother out of the two, along with the most skilled violinist in Romania whilst the boy was the one that would never meet his parents' standards. Well, what did they expect? For him to be better? He gave his all into every chord that he'd struck on that piano over and over, but neither of his parents said anything to him that didn't deeply wound the young boy. All he got were insults from his family-save Wes,- about his appearance and his playing. Nobody could blame him for what he looked like- he would always remain that way, no matter how many people called him a failure and a monster.

His dark musings ground to a halt when he heard a small whimper not too far from where he was standing. Walking to his left, the young boy found a small girl around his age on her knees, fear and sadness apparent on her pale features as tears welled up in her emerald eyes. Taking the opportunity to meet her, he slowly walked forward, being careful not to startle the blonde in front of him.

That is, until he spoke without realizing it.

"Umm...are you lost?" He asked, causing the girl to jump and turn her head in the boy's direction, her fear morphing into terror as she saw the boy's silohuette, something that she hadn't expected to be a scary thing to look at thanks to his albinism. At that point, she did the only thing she could at the moment.

She screamed.

"KYAAAAAAAAA!"

The albino boy doubled over from how loud her scream was, not really expecting the reaction he got.

"H-hey, don't be scared of me! I'm not a monster! I'm only looking for a way out of this forest to reach Transylvania!" He clarified, which in turn, calmed down the young girl.

"Do you know a way out of this forest? I can't get out and I'm scared. I can't find my Papa anywhere, not even Mama an-!" The boy chose that moment to interrupt her babbling before he began to sleep.

"I'll help you the best I can, um..." he paused momentarily, as if asking for his companion's name.

"Maka. Maka Albarn. Who are you?" Maka introduced, the boy snapping his eyelids open as he began to stammer.

"Soul. Soul Evans." Soul answered back to Maka, who now offered a small smile, not realizing there was something poking out from behind her lips.

"Mind telling me why you're headed to Transylvania, Maka? I heard rumors about vampires living there." Soul said, his eyebrow raising.

Maka inwardly stiffened, her green eyes slightly widening. Had they been discovered? Would they have to leave? She didn't want to leave her new friend behind; it was all too unsettling for her. Suddenly she smelled something as if it was roasted chicken with thyme, and it was very close to her. The scent was tantalizing, as if it was beckoning her. The temptation was becoming greater, and she felt something poking through her gums. She realized that it was coming from Soul, the boy seemingly unaware that she smelled his blood, that she was inching closher to his neck until she filled the gap and sank her teeth into his throat, catching Soul completely off guard as he winced in pain.

"M-maka, what are you doing? Don't tell me that you're a vampire...are you?" He stuttered, his skin growing paler due to blood loss. As he took a final glance at Maka, he was surprised to see her staring at him, her irises red.

He passed out shortly after she finished drinking, the look of shock and horror on her face as she regained her senses engraving itself into his mind.

The Next Night

Soul awoke to the scent of medicine around him, causing him to crinkle his nose because of it. Maka sat next to him, peeling an apple when she noticed him stirring awake.

"Soul! You're awake! I thought that I killed you from how pale you looked. I'm sorry, I just have no control over my urges." Maka choked out, tears forming in her eyes before falling onto his face. The albino in question only looked up at her, slowly reaching for her hand until it made contact.

"Maka," Soul began, smirking toothily when he caught the blush on her face from the physical contact,"I hold no predjudice for vampires; They're really cool and I always wanted to be one. So don't think that I'll call you a freak, okay?" Soul told Maka, suddenly realizing that he was in a different setting than beforehand.

"Maka...where are we?" Soul asked, completely confused.

"My home. We were somehow at the end of the forest when I bit you, so it wasn't long until Papa found me dragging you out of there like a sack of potatoes. He's been outside of the door wanting to know your condition, but it seems that he won't need to be told." Maka responded, smiling all the while as a redhead with the clothes of a count on, only difference being that the cloth around his neck was a viridescent olive, and wore a cross-shaped stickpin. His lapel was raised as well, completing his attire.

"Hello. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Count Spirit, Maka's father, and I welcome you to my castle. May I ask for your name?" Spirit asked, his blue eyes trained on the boy's figure.

"Soul Evans, sir." Soul responded before standing up and bowing deeply to show his gratitude and respect for the vampires around him.

"Well, Soul," Spirit began. "Welcome to Transylvania."

"Glad to finally be here. Can I walk around the town to get familiar with it? This is my first time here." Soul said sheepishly, his cheeks turning slightly pink in embarrassment.

"Gladly! Maka, care to show Soul around?"

"Yes, Papa."

A/N: HEYO MAYO! I wanted to write another Vampire!Maka AU, so here I go, and wish me luck! Also, Black*Star and the others appear next chapter, so get ready for some supreme idiocy and peculiarity from the others.'-(

~Deathblow88