Ryu: Hello, everyone! -waves- Say hello, Raii my Muse!
Raii: ... -glares-
Ryu: ...Right. -clears throat- Anyway, this is my first fic on the site, though I've been here quite a while. -smiles sheepishly- The story's not mine. -nods- My friend actually wrote it and let me use it and fix it up a bit. It's based off of the little extra story in volume 4 of Gravitation, A Toast to the Nape of Your Neck (Maki Murakami's), so you can only guess that this is a Vamp fic, right? -grins- This is for my friend and also for Jazhira, who betaed this chapter sometime ago... -can't remember, it's been THAT long!-
Summary: Vampires aren't real...or so Bakura thinks. At least until he meets a vampire. But will even that change his mind? And what's this about destiny and love? AU
Pairing(s): BxR, with a little one-sided YMxB. So, hopefully you can tell it's Shounenai/Yaoi, right?
Disclaimer: I own nothing, okay?! -sobs-
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A Vampire's Love
Chapter 1
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It was evening, close to midnight. Most of the city was dark, lights brightening only a few areas; places that freely opened arms to those who preferred the nightlife, the streetlights that shed light on the sidewalks, and some of the few common corner stores.
From one of these, a white-haired figure exited. Striding across the small parking lot, he almost dragged a garbage bag in each hand. His russet eyes were narrowed, lips pursed in a frown.
Kurai Bakura approached the dumpster, giving a soft growl as he glared at the huge tin can, as if accusing it of his plight as he threw the bags into it.
"Damnit! How in the hell did I get stuck with graveyard shift?" he grumbled, sighing as he leaned back against the dumpster, shutting his eyes for a few moments.
Opening them, he blinked, glancing about slightly. "Hey…isn't it around here where there's said to be something…a night creature?" he murmured aloud. '… A Vampire…?' At the silly thought, he grinned, shaking his head as he chuckled. "Yeah right…"
"Oh, really? Well, I haven't heard that rumor yet." someone replied in a soft voice.
Slightly alarmed, Bakura pushed himself away from the dumpster, looking in the direction of the voice. It seemed to come from around the corner… "Who's there?" he demanded.
A figure walked around the corner. Seeing him in the little light there was, Bakura could make out his features. A mane of white hair, pale skin, he could've almost been Bakura's mirror image, if it weren't for the softer, slightly younger features in the body, and emerald-green eyes. "I'm Mayonaka Ryou. And, I'm rather hungry, Bakura." He replied.
Bakura blinked, furrowing his brow, a little confused. "Well, Mayonaka-san-" Ryou held up a hand, cutting him off.
"Please, my love. Just call me Ryou." He smiled, lowering his arm as a sign for the other to continue.
Bakura rose a brow. He had indeed noted what this "Ryou" had called him… 'Weird…' "Well, Ryou," he began, "I'm afraid I have nothing for you to eat right now…"
Ryou granted him a secretive smile. "Oh no, you have plenty enough." He replied, stepping forward, "Besides, I don't want to eat. I want a drink."
The hair on the back of Bakura's neck rose. He involuntarily took a step backward. "What the hell are you talking about? I told you, I have nothing for you. Nothing!" Bakura's voice spoke out in protest.
Ryou's lips curled into a smirk, revealing two fangs that replaced two of his canines. "Oh, but you do."
Bakura tensed as the other advanced. He hadn't notice the fangs yet, though. "Oh really? And what exactly is that then?" he inquired, eyes narrowing suspiciously.
Ryou took another step closer, and the taller took an intake of breath, spotting the longer than normal teeth, sparing a glance at the other's hand, which now rested on his shoulder.
Alarmed russet met calm, yet chilling green eyes, and he froze. Just a moment after, Bakura found himself against the dumpster, the other's body pressed against his own. The smaller pulled Bakura's shirt collar over his shoulder, revealing more of his pale neck.
Bakura swore mentally, finding his body wasn't obeying him as he tried to struggle away from the other, eyes narrowed. Ryou gave him a fleeting smile, shaking his head slightly before leaning in, breath tickling Bakura's ear as he whispered softly into it, "We were destined to be together, you and I, Bakura. You cannot change fate." With that, he licked his lips, lowering fangs into his neck.
Bakura, about to reply instead cried out as a twin-pricked sharpness entered his skin, hands moving to tightly grip onto the other's shoulders to try and lessen the pain. He could /feel/ the blood leave him, entering the other's mouth. He… Why…why did he feel…so tired…so suddenly? He closed his eyes.
He had lost consciousness in the other's arms, body going limp just as Ryou finished, and lapped at the bite marks so they could heal over.
-----TBC-----
Ryu: Ryou's the Vamp in this one, yes... -nodnods-
Raii: -rolls eyes- Thanks for stating the obvious...
Ryu: -glares at Raii before turning to readers- Is Bakura going to be alright? What'll happen next? ...I can't say. -apologetic smile- I'll try to get the next chapter up soon, but until then...send me a review, please? -chibi eyes-
