Yay! I wrote a story for Halloween!
Josh: A bit early dear.
Sora: She might not be able to post around then though, so it's her only chance.
This was a first for me. I own nothing but the plot!
October 30th, that was an important date to the youth of Halloween Town. The date before they would marry.
From the end of their period of puberty until they entered "adulthood" they went out every year on that night to hunt, not for victims but love; it was a night for them to find someone to mate with for life. Vampires, werewolves, witches, ghouls, demons, and more leaving their home of delightful terror to walk the Mortal Plain in search of willing beings to come back with them, love unconditionally; the really lucky ones found someone the first time, vampires, werewolves, and demons. The others had a harder time finding the right ones as time passed, especially the ones who'd come to Halloween Town after meeting tragic, gruesome, untimely deaths.
This year three male teens walked the streets of Dark City, two silverets and an ash-blond. The oldest of the three would be described as the perfect image of manhood, an Adonis; his build was tall with toned muscles that showed he worked out but not overly so like most athletes who believed they needed to constantly be at the top of their game. His skin was fair, his hair fell to his shoulder blades, and he had aquamarine eyes; he wore leather Tripp pants with a studded belt and black Vans, a dual-zipper sleeveless top, and a leather hooded trench coat with silver fixings. The second teen was like a clone of the first in genetic features; his build was small in height and muscle, feminine. His hair was short, almost to his shoulders; he wore dark blue skinny jeans with midnight purple Chuck Taylor's that matched his crop-top with one strap, and a denim jacket over it. The third was different in some ways; his skin was fair, his hair was short and in a natural style between waves and curls giving it a fluffy appearance, and his eyes were amethyst purple. He was as small as the short-haired silveret in height and build; he wore a Gothic style outfit of leather Tripp pants with belts crossing behind his legs and buckling at his mid-thighs and under his knee caps, black shoes, a black bunny parka with exposed shoulders showing the purple interior cloth that was also on the inside of the ears and made a checker pattern at the bottom, and a red plaid mini skirt.
"Oh I'm so excited Bro-Bro! My first time out in the Mortal Plain, and to find a mate!" the small silveret cheered as they made their way down the club strip.
The taller silveret chuckled, "Take it easy Reiku, get too excited and you'll wear yourself out before you can start your hunt."
The smaller silveret, Reiku, pouted at him, "How are you not excited?!"
"Probably because he's been through this so many times already." The ash-blond supplied with a smirk.
"That's no excuse Josh!"
"Down boys." The taller said.
Josh, the ash-blond, giggled, "So Riku, believe you'll get lucky? You'll only have one more year after tonight."
The now named Riku shrugged, "I can only hope this is my year."
Reiku smirked this time, "Sucks being older huh? Better find them soon Bro-Bro, I wanna be an uncle."
Riku's response was to tussle the younger's hair causing him to cry out and bat his hands away while Josh laughed at them.
They were feet from one of the clubs when a smell hit Reiku's nose and he moaned wantonly, "What is that?"
"What?" his companions asked blinking at him in confusion.
The scent was dark, spicy, and oh so alluring. It was coming from a male, someone who was meant to be dominant, who he wanted to be dominated by; the very thought made the first time hunter moan again.
"Who's scent is that? I want him!"
Riku hated to think it, but his younger brother had been turned into a desperate slut by a human's scent. Then he slapped himself when he remembered how two of their older brothers had found their mates by scent as well, so he just decided to be jealous that Reiku had found his mate his first night. Fuck his life.
They went to the line at the club's door and Reiku zeroed in on the fifth person in line, a spiky, black-haired male with gold eyes wearing black skinny jeans, white DC's with red accents, a crimson T-shirt, and a black leather jacket.
He walked up to the other teen and pressed up against him sensually with a seductive smirk, "Nice night out, hmm?"
The black-haired teen looked Reiku up and down shamelessly and smirked back putting a hand around his waist and running a finger up the exposed skin over his spine, "Now that you've shown up it is. Got a name gorgeous? I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."
"Reiku." The silveret put a hand on his target's chest over his heart feeling it pump blood, blood he wanted to taste. He was a vampire after all, and if this guy was to be his mate he needed to feed on his blood.
"I'm Vanitas, call me Van. You just get here?"
"We did." Reiku leaned up whispering in his ear "Can we stand in line with you?"
He felt Van's body shiver when his breath hit the skin and he smirked to himself knowing the seduction lessons his mother gave him were working.
"Sure, if you'll be my date tonight."
For the third time that night the small silverette moaned, the cause this time being the husky voice and hot breath of the other hitting his cold skin, "Deal."
Reiku waved over his brother and friend to stand with them and Van looked them over; they were hot he'd admit, but he really wanted the sexy silveret pressed against his side. Why, he couldn't explain, but he hoped that by the end of the night he'd go home with at least Reiku's cell number.
This Is Halloween
Two hours after getting into the club Riku was wandering the dance floor smiling flirtatiously at anyone who'd gotten his attention by word or touch, just to be polite. He'd seen Reiku disappear with Vanitas within a half hour upon getting in, 'One.'
He got to the bar and hissed when a scent hit his nose. It was like a sort of fruit and sunshine, and it was very close; he looked to his left and did a double-take when he thought it was Vanitas sitting next to him. On closer inspection he saw this teen was different; he had brown hair instead of black and his eyes were blue, he wore a gold off-shoulder form-fitting T-shirt that exposed his belly button and black hip hugger shorts, and black and yellow Cyber boots.
'Perfect.' He smirked to himself, "Here alone?"
The brunet looked at him a blushed lightly, "Oh, no. Not really." He turned his head to looked around the packed club "Though I don't see my friends anymore..."
"Well if that's the case," Riku held a hand out "Wanna dance?"
"We don't even each other's names?" the brunet said with a teasing smile.
Riku couldn't help smiling back, "Sorry. I'm Riku."
"Sora." The brunet took his hand "I'll take that dance."
The two went out on the floor just as the song "Oh, Oh, Oh Sexy Vampire" by Fright Ranger came on. Riku took hold of Sora's hips and the brunet rested his hands on the taller's shoulders, and they tried to keep up with the crazy speed of the jumpy techno song.
"What if I told you a vampire?" Riku whispered playfully in Sora's ear.
He heard him giggle, "Then you'd definitely be a sexy one."
They both laughed as they continued to dance, grinding against each other in a way that made Riku growl quietly in arousal.
Sora heard him and giggled, "Trying to resist me?"
"With effort." Riku answered as evenly as he could manage.
"I can help you out." Sora said sensually starting to pull Riku in the direction of the front door.
They exited the club and Riku caught a faint familiar scent, Reiku; that meant he'd gone back to Halloween town with Vanitas judging by the trace of spice he caught and the direction the trail went in. Seemed it was his turn now...
"I hope you won't regret this Sora." Riku said as they walked.
"Why would I?" Sora asked then yelped when he was pulling into an alley suddenly and kissed rather passionately by the silveret.
He moaned and willingly opened his mouth when he felt a tongue swipe at his lips sneaking his own wet muscle out to meet in a dance, even getting into Riku's mouth. As they explored each other Sora ran the tip of his tongue over Riku's teeth feeling the top K-9's were longer and sharper than normal; he felt them thoroughly expecting to find they were stick-on's like one would buy from Hot Topic. He felt no seam, that meant...
He gasped and pulled away staring up at Riku in shock, "You-you weren't kidding in there... Were you? About being a vampire?"
Riku gave an even, but serious stare, "Still think you won't regret it?"
Sora didn't answer, only stared. He didn't react when he felt Riku wrap his arms around his waist and press their bodies together only to gasp when the silveret leaned into his neck and lick over a pulse once, twice, thrice, over and over drawing moans, gasps and whimpers from the brunet.
"R-Riku..." Wow, he sounded needy. That was embarrassing considering it was the fault of a vampire that probably wanted to drain his blood!
"I choose you Sora. Will you come to Halloween Town with me, of your own free will, to be my eternal mate?" Riku whispered.
Mate? So the human teen wasn't going to become food?
Sora took the time to catch his breath and process the question, "Will I... Have to become... A vampire too?"
"Yes." Riku answered gently.
'That... Is actually a very tempting offer...' The brunet sighed wrapping his arms around Riku's neck, "Sexy vampire, I'm falling in love. So just bite me baby, and drink all my blood."
"Is that really what you want?"
"Sexy vampire, I'm falling in love with you. So do what you want to do." Falling in love, and so fast. He'd just blame... What? Riku didn't seem to be using anything but his words.
Riku licked at the brunet's neck again, kissing the skin and softly nipping causing a red mark to form. He bit into said mark making Sora gasp and tilt his head back.
Two.
This Is Halloween
Neku Sakuraba did not want to be here tonight, but here he was thanks to Shiki and Eri. The orange haired teen was forced to forgo he headphones for a yellow headband to sit in his spiky hair, a purple top with blue sleeves and buttons falling to his hips with the back exposing the shoulder-blade area of his back, and his white cargo shorts with blue shin-high boots with a one inch heel; the whole outfit was courtesy of Eri.
He was currently hiding in the bathroom to escape the many hormonal jerks that were inappropriately flirty with him; he thought the relief was short lived though when he heard the door open. He looked at the mirror to see who'd come in and gasped at the sight he saw then turned quickly only to blink when the sight he met was not what he'd seen in the mirror. The person who entered was a fair-skinned ash-blond wearing leather Tripp pants with belts crossing behind his legs and buckling at his mid-thighs and under his knee caps, black shoes, a black bunny parka with exposed shoulders showing the purple interior cloth that was also on the inside of the ears and made a checker pattern at the bottom, and a red plaid mini skirt.
"Something wrong? You look like you saw a ghost." He said.
Neku quickly composed himself, "Fine. I'm just tired, so my eyes are playing tricks on me."
The stranger came closer and Neku pressed himself against the sink in an attempt to keep the distance between them.
"Want to look again? Make sure that's what it is?"
He shivered at the ash-blond's question; it sounded eerie. He slowly turned back to look at the mirror and gasped again when he saw that same reflection standing right behind him; it was the ash-blond stranger! But his eyes were missing, blood was leaking from the wounds and the corners of his mouth, a gaping gash in his neck, and matting his hair from all sides.
"What the hell?!" he shouted trying to back away only to hit the other teen's chest where it felt like there was a whole under the parka.
Unable to look away from the sight Neku watched as arms wrapped around him from behind revealing hands stained from the blood that came from where finger nails should be.
"Let my tell you a story. A long time again there was a boy who was beautiful inside and out; there were those who wanted him, and those who wanted to be him. One night a man among those who wanted him claimed him by force, and was brutal leaving him to stumble home feeling disgusting, broken, and wanting to die. But that wish was regretted when it was realized, for a woman among those who wanted to be him attacked. She threw his head against walls and the ground, tore away his nails and eyes, slit his throat, and cut out his heart, anything to destroy him. She was angered that the man she loved had taken the boy despite their own engagement. My name is Joshua, and I was raped and murdered."
Neku was shaking by the end of the tale disturbed by the descriptions that gave origin to every source of blood he saw, "Are... Are you... Going to do the same to me? Out of some sick revenge?"
Joshua shook his head and affectionately rested his head against Neku's shoulder and held him like one would a lover, "Quite the contrary dear. I choose you Neku. Will you come to Halloween Town with me, of your own free will, to be my eternal mate?"
What?
"Halloween Town? I thought that place was a fantasy?"
The ash-blond gave a small smile and shook his head again, "Only to those who will never go there." His smile then dropped "Should you agree, you will have to die first. Do you understand?"
Neku stared at Joshua's reflection, right at the eye sockets where amethyst eyes were once placed. The holes were black, bloody voids and yet he could feel the stare.
He swallowed, "Will it... Be quick?"
"I will make it so."
He turned around to face Joshua seeing him as he was in the mirror and he could still feel the nonexistent eyes on him still, "Okay."
In no time flat a gun was to his forehead and Joshua pulled the trigger. Three.
Edit: 11/05/14
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