Prologue
His life was bleeding out onto the cobble stone street, crimson red spreading and seeping into the cracks. He had to do something, he had to save him. He crawled over and cradled the bleeding body in his lap, sweeping away wheat blond hair out of his face. He gazed down at the paling face, a tear rolling down his cheek.
He whispered in German, "It's going to be okay, you are going to be okay."
Fading pale blue eyes opened slowly to gaze up, looking but not really seeing. "It's getting cold…..and dark…" He choked out.
More tears streamed down his face. "Shhh…. I can save you but you'll have to trust me."
He hugged the blond close to him, breathing in his scent, pushing his shirt collar down. He has done this a thousand times over so why was he trembling? Was it because he has never done it like this before, that he was actually going to change someone into his own kind for the first time.
He kissed the area lightly before he sunk his fangs into the pale flesh. The German's blood ran over his tongue and down his throat, the taste so rich and different from what he was used to. He had to remember not to over indulge and drink away what was left of the young blonde's life, only to take enough for the change.
When hearing the heartbeat die down and feeling the pulse slow he pulled away, running his tongue over the wounds to help heal. He bit into his wrist and held it over the blonde's mouth to let it drip in. But the blond protested by closing his mouth tight and turning his head away.
"You must drink it to save you or you will die," he pleaded.
After a few short moments the blond opened his mouth to let the crimson liquid in. He could see that the German was struggling to raise his hand to bring the source closer so he brought his bleeding wrist closer to the gaping mouth. As soon as he brought his wrist down the blond latched onto it with much hunger, sucking the crimson red life into his mouth. Colour started to come back to his ghostly pale face with every mouth full he drank.
Just then, he was ripped away from the feeding blond and thrown into a brick wall. The impacted had so much force that it knocked the wind out of him and he was sure it cracked a few ribs in the process. Struggling to get to his knees he was then back handed in the face with such neck braking force, something sharp cutting across his cheek.
"How could you do something as reckless as this? I gave you everything and this is how you repay me?" Came an angered voice.
Looking up to the source of the voice, he saw much fury in those violet amethyst eyes. He was frozen in place, he couldn't move, all he could do was gaze up into the angered face with a stunned look on his. Words failed him as his master stared down at him, expecting an answer.
Patience growing thin he back handed his underling again. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself? I allowed you to play with this creature for this long but to sleep with it is going too far!" He said with venom, hurt in his under tone. "Well!" He snapped.
His cheek stung as jeweled stone rings tore into his already cut up and battered cheek. His master snapped at him and he snapped back with the only thing that he could think of.
"It's because I love him!"
The words were already out of his mouth and he couldn't take them back, it was all said and done. His master had a look of shock and horror across his face, though he quickly recovered and pushed his glasses back up. He could see him trying to collect his thoughts, to process this new information that was said.
"You are thinking irrationally, you're too young to understand things. Come, you have been away for so long, lets go back to the manner and forget this ever happened."
"Not without Ludwig."
His master stopped dead in his tracked and turned around, disgust ever so present on his face and in his voice. "You know its name?"
"It would be rude if I didn't know his name for all this time," he said back as if nothing was wrong.
Infuriated with his underlings talk he grabbed him by the arm and hoisted him to his feet. "It's time to go back home and your pet is not coming with us."
Struggling to get out of his master's grip he managed to rip his arm free at last, stumbling back into the wall. "If Ludwig can't go then neither will I."
Flustered with his underling's stubbornness, he sought to fix the problem. "Fine, if you'll not come then I'll fix the cause of the problem," he said cool and collected, walking to said problem.
Seeing that his master was advancing on the helpless and weak German lying on the ground, he had to stop him before he snuffed out his new life. Flitting over to the helpless blond, he stood guard over him.
"I won't let you hurt him, Roderich," he growled.
"Step aside, you're being childish," he said.
"No."
Sighing with annoyance and pinching the bridge of his nose, "You are being foolish, Gilbert, move aside."
"No I won't," he said, holding the blond close.
"Why must you be like this? This is foolishness; let me take care of this mess you made."
He reached out, to try and pull the stubborn Prussian from the newly made vampire. But the Prussian only pushed away from him, clutching the blond in his arms, a threat burning in his crimson ruby eyes.
"Don't make me repeat myself, Gilbert."
"If you have no room in your large manner then you have no room for me anymore either. Then, I have no choice but to leave, if it means that Ludwig's life will be safe," he said, hoisting the German up into his arms. "I guess this is farewell for now, maybe you'll learn to accept this in the future, Roderich."
With the last of his words said, he jumped away into the night, Roderich's words screaming behind him.
"You are making a mistake, Gilbert! You hear me, a mistake! Don't think you'll ever be able to come back!"
