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Summary: Severen gets a little wake up call. A tiny hint of slash, but not too noticeable. Severen's POV and regular POV.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Near Dark characters but I do own the dvd and some posters.

It was a cool, dark night. No moon was visible. Jesse and the gang left some time ago so it was just Caleb and me sitting in this bar, alone. Not that I was complaining. After all, I just wanted to kill the guy for fun. But Mae made me promise to not touch him, and she is like a sister to me.

"So what're we gonna do now?" Caleb asked looking at me.

I hadn't taken much thought to that. But I looked up for my "work" and said, " I don't know nor do I care. If you're so bored, leave." And I went back to the body I was ripping apart. Y'know the human body's more complicated than I thought. Oh well, at least I wasn't bored. Like that asshole over there.

"So what're you doin'?" Another question. Doesn't he know when a guy's busy!

"I'm ripping up this body for fun. Wanna join me?" I asked with a smirk on my face.

He takes one look at the body then says, " No thanks."

"Then shut up."

"..." He sighs.

I sigh. Man this kid can get real annoying and I've only known him for about a week! I throw the body on the bar floor, then stand up. As I walk past him, I can see that he's watching my every move. I turn around and face him.

"D'you know how t' play poker?" He smiles.

"Course I do. What kind of poker d'you wanna play?"

"What do you mean what kind? There's only one kind."

"No there's not." He starts walking toward me, smile still spread across his face. "There's strip poker too."

I look at him like he's insane. " What in the hell is strip poker!" He's right in front of me now. Now, I'm not the type to get nervous but, there's somethin' 'bout this kid that doesn't seem right t' me.

"Strip poker is if you lose a hand, you have to take off on piece of clothing, starting from the head down." He looks up and down my body. "Until one of the players is all naked. Best played with two people."

"Fine, I'll play. If it'll get you to stop whining."

LATER

"You lost! Now take it off!"

"No! I didn't lose. YOU'RE the one how lost!"

"Take it off now boy!"

"I don't wanna to!"

Growl "Then I'll pry it off of you!" Pounce.

Severen and Caleb were wreastling on the ground. Caleb lost, but he refused to take of his boxers. So far their wreastling match wasn't going anywhere. Until... RRIIIIPPPPP.

Both boys looked down to see that Caleb's boxers were ripped. Blushing he pushed Severen off and ran behind the bar. Severen's laughter rang through the air.

"Ha ha ha. So that's why Mae likes you so much. Well can't say I blame her..."

"Oh shut up! If I recall, it's you that could lose a few pounds."

"Well, eating humans isn't exactly good exercise. But then again, you wouldn't know."

Caleb glared at Severen. "Well at least I'm not a mass murderer. Like you!"

"Ah my boy. You'll have to eat to eat one of these days. And when that happens," Severen walked over to Caleb and grasped his chin with a roughened hand. "I'll be there watching you." And with that, he placed a soft his on the boys lips and walked out of the bar, leaving a shocked Caleb behind.