Prologue
A dark figure stared out the window, watching each lazy raindrop race down the window. He placed his hand on the window, instantly chilling the glass with a fogginess that blocked his view. He stood there a moment, still staring.
"Yunho," said a slender body approaching him. He stood right behind him and rested his arms on the other man's shoulder, his chin resting on them. "You're always so serious and glum this time of month."
Yunho looked at the other man's face and replied, "Yoochun, you know that this is not what I want to be. You know I'd like to be out there, living a normal life instead of hiding in the shadows. The fact that I must live only by night, locked up in this tower until nightfall, kills me."
"I know that, but you know it's impossible to be something you're not. You're part of a bloodline that goes back generations; you can't change your ancestry." Yoochun gave Yunho an understanding smile and Yunho returned it weakly.
"I know it's impossible," Yunho mumbled. "My parents are who they are, but I want to break away from that Yoochun." Yunho took Yoochun's hand and turned around to look at him. "You've been my friend for life, for this dreadful century of my life. You know everything about me. Hell, you know more about me than my own parents! My father, the almighty Mr. Jung, only wants to ensure that his bloodline never dies. He knows nothing about me." Yunho clenched his free fist and held on to Yoochun tighter. "I'd love to go up to him and tell him that I don't give a damn about his stupid bloodline, that I'm disappearing to where he'll never find me, that…" Yoochun held a finger up to Yunho's lips.
"You know that if he were to hear you or know of this, you would be locked up permanently for the next 2 centuries. He's a very cold father, but you mustn't speak ill of him, at least, not here."
Yunho grabbed the hand Yoochun had to his mouth and replied, "So now I can't even express myself? It's bad enough that I'm living a cursed life."
"Well, at least you're not alone; I'm sharing this cursed life with you." This time Yunho smiled first, "See, you're not all dead inside. Well, technically you are, but… emotionally…" Yoochun frowned at a laughing Yunho, "Aish, you know what I mean." They both laughed at this for a while. The laughter died, and Yoochun gave Yunho a soft shove and said, "Come on, it's a full moon so it's the best time to hunt." He grabbed Yunho's hand and pulled him towards the door. Seconds before exiting, Yunho could have sworn he saw a figure in the corner. He faintly saw a face as a silver tear escaped its eye.
