Hello!

This is my first time writing a shonen-ai story, or even a fanfiction for that matter! But I hope you will enjoy it either way. Well, this is somewhat a inspired by Buffy, but there will not appear any characters from outside of Yami No Matsuei.

This is rated M, but that is mainly me being cautious.

Please have fun reading this story, and R&R!

oh, and if it says "Watanuki" instead of Watari, please excuse me. I had a bit of brainlapse when I was writing this, so for about the first half I was writing Watanuki instead (XXXHolic fan you know;;).

Disclaimer: I do not own neither Buffy nor Yami No Matsuei.

Red Moon

Chapter 1, Things that lurk in the dark

"Watari! Watari, why are you dragging me to a place like this?!" Tsuzuki whined. "You know I don't like scary places, and this is one!"

Ignoring Tsuzuki's pleas, Watari happily continued walking, dragging Tsuzuki with him. "Watari! No! I want to go hoooome!"

It had all been Watari's idea to go to a cemetery in the middle of the night. Mentioning that going to the cemetery during a full moon was the best way to meet mystical creatures, and he really wanted to capture one and dissect it. Being his best friend, Tsuzuki had had no choice but to follow him, or rather, he had a choice until Watari suddenly knocked him out and brought him there. Tsuzuki was feeling rather revengeful and really wanted to leave Watari alone in the middle of the graveyard. But that was also the thing which stopped him. They were in the middle of the graveyard, Tsuzuki did not dare to leave his friend. Anything could jump him and if he were alone, he would be completely defenceless.

"Isn't this wonderful, Tsuzuki-chan?" Watari asked cheerfully. "But we haven't seen any mystical creatures yet… They better come soon or else this night will have been wasted." Tsuzuki mumbled to himself that he would be happier if it was a wasted night, and unfortunately for him, Watari heard it. "But if we don't find anything today, we will have too do it again!" And then he laughed as Tsuzuki started crying and whining once again. Unfortunately for Watai, they were being a bit too loud, and the specimens he was searching for were all huddling a safe distance away from the duo. A couple of hours later, a desperate Tsuzuki actually managed to drag his crazy scientist friend away, and they returned to the safety of home.

Watari was not a person to give up, however. The next day in school he could hardly sit still whilst waiting for the night to come. Tsuzuki however was making plans on how to avoid going to the graveyard in the middle of the night. He had bad experiences with ghosts and other such creatures, a fact which lead to him knowing a lot of demonology. The main reason for that was obviously to know how to get away from them when they actually came. He also knew that full moons were one of the greatest boost for demonic power, and that night it was going to be a red moon. The moon that just begged for monsters to go out on a prowl. To sum it up, there was no way Tsuzuki would fall for the same trick again, and he therefore decided that as soon as classes ended that day, he would be out of Watari's reach. In the library. Not even the brave and (in Tsuzuki's opinion) crazy Watari would dare to try and make a scene there, since that's where the fearful Tatsumi ruled. One fact that should be known about our dear Asato Tsuzuki before we continue the story. He was never the best planner out there, and he had been friends with Watari for many years. So when Tsuzuki put his plan into action, Watari was ready for it and once he arrived to the library Watari was there and greeted him with a rag filled with chloroform. Before passing out Tsuzuki let out a strangled scream which arose the curiosity of Tatsumi, but when he looked out trough the windows in the door, the pair was already long gone.

"Goddamn it Watari! I told you, it's not safe!"

Ignoring Tsuzuki's protests, Watari continued walking further into the cemetery. He was in an excellent mood. If Tsuzuki was so very concerned, it meant that they had to meet a demon or the like this time. In his mind he was already dissecting it and winning a Nobel prize for his discoveries. Which could have been the reason to why he did not notice when Tsuzuki suddenly wasn't walking next to him anymore, but was instead frozen on the spot not knowing what to do when surrounded by a pack of vampires. Watari however continued walking until he knocked into a vampire and fell over on his ass.

"Well, well, look what we have here. Ain't you a brave fella, walking straight into me?"

Watari looked up confusedly. "Oh, hello. Didn't see you there."

The vampires laughed. "He has guts. I say we bring him to the boss, he always liked a good laugh before eating". The vampire Watari had run into grabbed a hold of him, "Go ahead and eat the other one guys, we should have something for doing the hunting!" But just as he said it, the other vampires fell silent and all looked behind him. He quickly turned around. His master was right behind him, and he looked displeased. "I didn't know you have enough power to issue orders like that…" he started, but then a sudden gust of wind brought Tsuzuki's smell to his attention. He looked up at Tsuzuki, who discreetly tried to move closer in order to grab Watari and run, and smirked. "You may have the other one," he said. "Amuse yourselves with his incessant babbling". Tsuzuki froze for a second after hearing that before deciding to make a dash for it. Running as fast as he could, he reached and grabbed Watari, who was all too close to the scary vampire with white hair to be comfortable, and then turned to run away. However, lacking vampire strength and speed neither of the two came very far, both because Watari was still in the grip of a vampire and because the master decided to make good use of the opportunity that was created when his prey came to him, instead of the other way around, and took a hold of his arm, pulling him close. "Ahh!" In Tsuzuki's mind, he had been running away. An act which ,according to him, usually did not involve suddenly bumping into a vampire, or being hugged close to said creature. Ransacking his mind for what to do when confronting vampires, he quickly discarded the plans involving crosses, garlic, stakes or sunlight. None of the previously mentioned things were currently available for his use, so he used the final option he could think of; performing an exorcism. "Begone, foul creature!" He started, but lost hold of what he was supposed to continue with after the vampire started laughing. Where was the writhing on the ground in pain, screaming as they started to burn? Some of the other vampires were actually doing just that, but the man in front of him just laughed. "I just can't figure out if you are brave or stupid. But I like it. I think I want to keep you, Tsuzuki." Pushing him down on to the ground, the vampire straddled him, before bending down to nibble on his ear. Tsuzuki gave out a sound of surprise as it happened and he realised what was happening. Now panicking, he started pushing and wiggling to get the bigger man off him. The man didn't seem phased at all, he just snickered in Tsuzuki's ear and asked "do you think I'm taking things too slowly? My apologies, I will make sure you feel pleasure in good time." Tsuzuki shivered at the words, but he didn't quite understand them. This was a vampire, right? He was supposed to suck his blood, not pleasure him. But he got his answer soon enough, as the vampire bit into his neck. The pain he had expected did not arrive, instead pleasure raced trough him, originating from where he was bitten. Unable to stop himself, Tsuzuki moaned as his blood was slowly drunk. "aah… Uh…." His breath came in short gasps as he tried to resist the pleasure. A vampire was drinking his blood, it was nothing to get aroused from. Then the vampire moved his hips, thrusting his groin against Tsuzuki's. And there was nothing he could do anymore, he was helpless against the pleasure. For a while nothing excited but him and the man above, the man who could make him feel so wonderful. But the feeling was brief, somewhere in the background there was the noise of vampires screaming in anguish, and he could hear his vampire whispering an excuse for being rude, as he withdrew his teeth and licked the wounds that disappeared, but for the scars. And then Tsuzuki was alone, writhing on the ground in dissatisfaction.

Meanwhile, the lesser vampires were being slain one after one, poor Watari was saved in time from being drained completely, since the vampires had found the anguish he got by watching his friend hilarious, they hadn't started feeding until after a while. In the end the white haired vampire was the only one left. But he was also going to die that night, Hisoka was going to make sure of it.

"That's one unusual weapon for a vampire slayer, boy." At the taunting words, Hisoka quickly turned around and faced the master of the vampires. Angrily, he charged, swinging his sword precariously close to the vampire. With each swing, it seemed as if he would hit him and let the blood flow, but it never quite reached. The vampire was just playing with him, and Hisoka knew it. It pissed him off to no end. As the fight went on, his swings became wilder and less controlled. There was just something with that vampire that made his blood boil.

In the shadows, Tatsumi was watching the fight. He was worried for Hisoka, he was quite an experienced fighter, and having such problems with just one vampire… and there was also something special with the vampire. Tatsumi had it just at the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't quite remember it. But then he looked up at the red moon, and it hit him. That angelic demon was no other than Muraki, one of the oldest vampires still living. Angry for not realising it earlier, he was about to call the kid off and try to get them all back to safety before he decided to play serious, but it wasn't needed. Muraki suddenly moved from where he was fighting to whisper something in Tsuzuki's ear, and then disappeared. Neither Tatsumi nor Hisoka understood what had just happened, but they quickly moved to check on the victims. Tatsumi gasped as he reached Tsuzuki. The state he was in was hard for him to see. It seemed as if Muraki had chosen to use the other kind of bite. Tatsumi had only seen one person bitten in that way and then left alone before, but he knew that Tsuzuki was in for a horrible night.

So, I hope this was to your liking. I know the grammar was a bit off at times/always, but i hope it wasn't very very bothersome? Oh, and the things marked with an is for things I'm unsure if it's actually possible to say in english. I'm not a native english speaker so add that to having a brain lapse and please forgive the mistakes.

And there are some of my very lame attempts to be humourus, and to have the characters in character and so on, please tell me how well you think I managed it. (Also, a huzza! for me for writing over 1800 words. Not exactly the length my usual chapters have.)

This was a bit of a test-trial and if no one likes it, it will not be continued. So please review or show me your love in some other way if there is any!

Toodles!