Another Installment of~

Online Game Monsters Made Gay!

The Victims: Doppleganger x Dracula

Doppleganger and Dracula (c) Ragnarok Online (c) Gravity

Prompt: AU Slashy Goodness~

Reason: Why, little Lony took out the trash : D

Pulsating noise, that's the only way to for anyone without a taste for it to describe the sound. It made the air jump and bounce with its heavy baselines and beats. The speed varied from an over-active heart on some sort of stimulant drug to a slow and steady pulse of a depressed heart on the very opposite drug. Either way, it was nothing more then wave after wave of the sound that banged against the eardrums.

The entire room suffered from the pulses. Everything seemed to come alive and shake with every beat of the song, a sight that could be comically described as a mini-quakes that shook the dorm. The only sort of muffler for the vibrations was a single wall and closed door, obviously working 'wonders' in keeping the sound dampened. It would appear to be a nice jester of having a closed door for such blasting of music, if it worked as well as it was supposed to.

Sitting at his well trusted desk, Vladimir Von Battens worked as well as you good on grading five classes worth of papers. His attempts were valuable and honorable, but were dearly in vain. So far he had caught himself making five mistakes. Five mistakes he had to go over again, regrade, and and make a notice for explaining the hazardous amounts of red ink on the students' hard work. A sigh escaped his canines after coming to the conclusion.

It was near impossible to do ANY work with Dop's increasingly LOUD MUSIC!

It was a curse upon his luck, it really was. Sure, it may have been Vlad's fault for not filing his teacher dorm forms on time. Sure, it wasn't TOO bad living in the student dorms. One thing was bad though, his dorm-mate, Dop Pel Ganger. That was the name of the person blasting his infernal music in his room.

Their relationship was a rocky one at that. Vladimir was a well composed man, well versed in the ways of Psychology, Literature, and European History. Dop is the very typical example of a partying college boy. His major is ironically (and oh so comically) psychology, making the amount of interaction between the two increase greatly. Even if Vladimir was stern on his ruling to NEVER give Dop any extra help with his work. That resolve wasn't as stone solid by Dop's flirts and stolen kisses...

The poor Professor doesn't remember how he let the young student get so affectionate with him, it really was a mystery to the old-school teacher. Yet there were times when he could only stand so much of the boy. Least that was what he told himself when he banged on Dop's door, demanding he turn down that blasting techno music down or off. Preferably off.

The door knob creaked, and the door slowly opened. More of the pulsating soung began to escape from the room, making Vladimir's ears ring slightly. " Turn down that racket young man! I am trying to grade papers! " demanded the teacher before the student was even visible in the door way. After the words left his mouth a pale looking blond snuck his way into sight, goofy grin in place and baggy t-shirt barely clinging to his form.

No sooner then the door opened, did it close. was left feeling a tingle of warmth on his lips and the music began to retreat from the dorm and into the student's room. Dop had the uncanny ability to move before you could even blink.

" . . . Much better. . . " was all he the now content Professor said before he sunk back at his desk to do some more grading. It was easier to focus now, much easier.