His light footsteps were the only sound that echoed across the empty foyer of the seemingly abandoned castle.

Mukuro wasn't afraid. After all, he was a monster tamer. Though the fact that he had to join forces with the other monster tamer was something that left an unsettling feeling at the pit of his stomach. He had no other choice, unfortunately, if he wanted to keep his friends safe.

Ever since he was a child he was considered weird. He would rather wander alone in the forests in search of who knows what instead of playing with the other children. His dual colored eyes weren't very helpful either. Because of that, he was shunned by the other children and even their parents whenever he entered their perimeter. He didn't mind.

It was a few weeks after his mother had passed away that he came across a nearly empty clearing, a new place that he hadn't explored yet, that he met one of his closest friends, Chrome the mummy. He had been warned by his mother ages ago that he shouldn't go near the monsters. They were evil creatures with only one intention in mind: to wreak havoc among the peaceful town folks.

He approached the bandaged clad girl fearlessly, completely ignoring his mother's words of heed. He tapped her shoulder, a friendly smile plastered across his face. "Hello" he greeted. "My name is Mukuro Rokudo."

The girl let out a squeak, quickly running to hide behind a tree.

His eyes were wide with slight shock at her reaction. Curiously and slowly, he approached the girl again. "I mean you no harm," he called gently. "I just want to ask a few questions." He was in front of the tree now, waiting hopefully for the girl to come out.

She peeked from behind the tree, lips quivering and eyes shining. "D-do you really m-mean it?" she asked.

Mukuro bowed lowly. "Yes. I promise," he said before standing back up. "Would you care to converse with me?" he asked kindly.

He was very fond of her. She was so sweet and kind that it angered him when he found out that many times some supposedly 'peaceful' villagers tried to be rid of this girl when she ha done nothing wrong. He swore one warm afternoon, when he found her sleeping peacefully under the shade of a tree, that he would do anything in his power to protect her.

Soon after that, the two friends found other monsters whom quickly grew attached to Mukuro. Ken the waredog and Chisuka, or as they all addressed him, Kakipi the golem. By befriending these monsters, he unknowingly attained the title 'Monster Tamer.'

When he did find out, though, he had no qualms. This title would be quite useful. If he claimed that the monsters would do anything he'd ask (they would do so willingly), surely people will respect him and also respect his request of leaving them alone. So he took the title and used it to his advantage.

He paused. He heard something. "H-hello?" he called out tentatively as he neared a dusty staircase. "Is anyone here?" When there was no response, he proceeded up the stairs, his once noisy footsteps muffled by the dark purple rug.

Though Tsunayoshi did an acceptable job as a monster tamer, he had yet to keep Hibarin the vampire at bay. Said vampire still harassed the village people, albeit less often than before. So the magician, Elder Rebo, sent him in Tsunayoshi's stead to stop the vampire.

Before he could reach the last step, someone hidden in the shadows pushed him and caused him to fall backwards and down the stairs. Falling flat on his back and finally reaching the bottom, he simply thanked whatever gods out there for the somewhat cushioned staircase. Nonetheless, his fall was still painful. "Ow."

He gazed back up at the figure that finally stepped into the silver moonlight. A boy (well, he looked like a boy) with ebony locks and an ice cold glare was staring at him questioningly. Mukuro made an effort to grin sheepishly at him. "H-hello. I'm Mukuro Rokudo," he said politely as he pushed himself up.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my castle? I thought I told all you pests to leave me alone" he said as he descended the stairs, a stomp in each of his steps. He stopped in front of Mukuro, glaring at the monster tamer as he struggled to get up.

Dusting of the dirt that clung to his army patterned jumpsuit, Mukuro extended his hand to the vampire. He assumed the other didn't hear him the first time and tried to properly introduce himself. "Mukuro Rokudo; I'm a monster tamer" he explained.

Hibarin folded his arms over his chest and let out an irritated huff. "I thought I told the last tamer to never come back. Did he not tell you to never come here?" he demanded, glaring at the offending hand that he was supposed to shake.

Mukuro pulled his hand back when he realized that the vampire wasn't willing to be friends. "Actually, that last tamer is an acquaintance of mine," he said. "I came in his place."

"Oh?" the vampire mused, circling around the boy like a vulture its prey. "So you came to play hero?" Hibarin stopped in front of Mukuro, leaning forward to scrutinize the other's face.

Mukuro leaned backwards and laughed a little awkwardly. Too close for comfort, he thought. "I suppose you could say that" he replied, still smiling. He cursed that little magician for sending him out by himself when he had no extraordinary powers to defend himself. He didn't even spare him some of the powerful monmon candy. His brained whizzed with several ideas to get out of the castle alive and he gulped when none of his plans seemed decent.

The vampire smirked. "Scared?" he asked.

Mukuro scowled. "Me? Scared? Why would I be-"

The tamer certainly didn't expect the vampire to push him to the floor. . . but then again, the reason for his aching limbs was from the earlier fall and he was pretty sure it was Hibarin that had pushed him. He made a mental note to stay a few feet away from the other.

As he tried to push the dizzy feeling out of his head, he felt the vampire crawl on top of him. He stiffened slightly. "What are you. . . ?"

Hibarin pinned the arms that tried to push him away above the other's head. "If I left the villagers alone, how would I support myself, hmm? I need blood to survive. A monster tamer such as yourself should know this, right?" he asked, staring at the other's eyes.

Mukuro gulped loudly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he did so.

The vampire's eyes strayed downwards and his smirk grew wider. "Perhaps you are willing to be an offering, hmm?" Hands occupied, he used his teeth to unzip the other's jumpsuit low enough to expose his clavicle. He licked his lips at the sight.

Mukuro froze. No, no, no, no, no. He can't possibly be thinking of. . . Panic taking over, he started to squirm about. "W-wait! W-we can t-talk about this!" he kicked his legs when the other didn't respond. "T-talk! L-let's talk!"

The feeling of teeth sinking into his skin rendered him motionless, a silent scream escaping his lips.

When the tamer went limp, Hibarin let go of his wrists and placed his hands underneath the other's jumpsuit and pushed it off his shoulders.

Common sense came back to Mukuro when the amount of blood lost was starting to make him feel light headed. His hands weakly grabbed at the vampire's shoulders and he tried to push him away, groaning in pain when Hibarin bit harder. He couldn't die, he thought. He had to protect Chrome and the others. "W-wait," he said weakly. He was glad that finally, the vampire stopped drinking his blood to look up at him. A wave of disgust washed over him at the sight of his own blood on someone else.

Hibarin licked his lips. "Last words before you die, tamer? Then I shall honor it." The vampire waited expectantly.

Mukuro blinked his eyes several times in an attempt to clear his vision. It didn't work seeing as everything became blurrier. He took in a deep breath. Even talking was taxing now. "I-I'll strike a d-deal with you."

"Oh?" Hibarin replied, amused.

"Let me live and I'll. . . I'll. . ." So maybe he didn't think things through. What did he have to offer?

"Yes? You'll?"

His grip on the vampire's shoulders tightened. He couldn't think properly anymore. What was happening? Where was he? He couldn't remember. "Wh-what?"

Hibarin grinned. "You'll serve me. I will become your master in exchange of your life" he completed for the other but he was pretty sure that idea wasn't the one the tamer had in mind. "Do you agree?"

He was breathing haphazardly, the vampire's words sinking ever so slowly into his barely conscious mind.

Hibarin went back down to suck the rest of his blood. If he didn't respond soon, he was as good as dead. Sinking his teeth into a new patch of skin, he drank more blood.

The sharp pain to his neck slapped Mukuro back into reality and he gasped. "Y-yes!"

Hibarin sat back up smiling as Mukuro fell unconscious.

A/N:

I don't know weather or not I should leave this as is or continue. All I know is lack of vampire hibari/powerless mukuro needs more love

Inspired by the Tsuna monster tamer shorts. haha

Ignore grammatical/typographical mistakes.