Vampire Host Club- this is just a series of one-shots, and the main topic is the members of the Host Club are vampires. Some one-shots will have outside characters, while others will not.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Host Club.

Discovery

Vampires. Both human and animal in nature. Beautiful and graceful, yet cruel creatures. Many stories have been written about them, many movies have been made about them. But do they exist? Are they just a figment of the imagination?

As I stepped through the double doors of the Third Music Room, I was greeted by the sweet scent of roses and seven smooth voices said in unison, "Welcome!". Ughh, I can never get used to that! When they realized was me, they relaxed from their uncomfortable poses and the twins said, "Oh, it's just Yukiko." How rude!

Why do I keep coming back to this club? I'm not sure, but something about these guys seems different from the other students in Ouran. And it's not just because they are all beautiful, but they're all so graceful. There's just something about the aura they set off that seems unnatural- you want to get close to them, but you're afraid. You know what I mean, right?

And before I forget, there was one other strange thing. At the beginning of the day, the flowers in the room are all in full bloom. By the end of the day, the flowers are all wilted and dying. That doesn't make any sense, does it?

My conclusion is that I'm over thinking things. A break is what I need. Yeah, I just need to relax. Being the idiot that I am, I plopped down on an unoccupied sofa in the clubroom and closed my eyes. I had planned to just stay there for a few minutes, but I accidently fell asleep!

When I woke up, I found myself in an uncomfortable situation. As I opened my eyes, I met those of Kyouya's. "Whoa!" I was so surprised that I fell off the sofa. I expected to hit the floor, but was caught by Kyouya. Then I noticed it was pretty dark in the room. A glance out the window told me it was well past sunset.

"I see you're finally awake, Yukiko" he stated the obvious, then put me down. He started to walk out of the room, then turned around and said, "If you don't want to be stuck in the school overnight, I suggest you follow." I quickly gathered my stuff. No way do I want to stay here all night!

As I walked through the halls of Ouran, the school actually looked pretty scary at night. Something felt wrong, out of place, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Then a thought popped into my head. Why is Kyouyas here so late in the first place? Why does he seem more alive than usual? And why was he staring at me when I was asleep?

As we neared the end of the hallway, Kyouya suddenly stopped. "Is something wrong?" I asked out of curiosity. He didn't respond. I took a step closer, which I immediately regretted. He tensed up, then started breathing heavily. One hand covered his mouth while the other clutched at the base of his neck. What's going on? He seemed to be in extreme pain.

"Kyouya, what's wrong?" Now I was truly concerned.

"Leave me alone," he said harshly. When I didn't move, he half shouted and half begged, "Yukiko, get away! Get away from me!" When he turned around and I saw his face, I understood everything.

Eyes the color of blood. Fangs protruding from the upper lip. A need for blood to stay alive. Unnatural beauty and grace. A mysterious aura. Put all those things together and you get a vampire. Vampires. Then it struck me- the members of the Host Club are vampires!

As I registered this fact, I couldn't run away. Partly out of fear and shock, and partly because I couldn't bring myself to just leave Kyouya like this. Then I noticed he was staring at me. What was in his eyes? Temptation. Fear. Regret. Sorrow. Anger. Bloodlust. Mostly bloodlust.

My legs finally unfroze, and I turned to run. Before I could even take a step, I felt an arm around my waist and I was thrown against the wall. With my hands held down by Kyouya's and my head hurting from the impact, I couldn't break free. Now I know how a rabbit feels when it is trapped by a fox.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. As he sank his fangs into my neck, I started crying for reasons even I didn't know. This was only supposed to be possible in legends, stories, and movies. Why did this happen? If the members of the Host Club are vampires, then how many more vampires are in the world? Am I dreaming? I felt blood trickling down my neck. My vision blurred, I felt weak and dizzy, and I knew I was losing too much blood. If I didn't stop Kyouya, I would soon die from loss of blood. By now, it was becoming difficult to breathe.

"Stop! Kyouya, stop!" With what remaining energy I had, I pushed him away. My neck and shoulder were aching. Everything in my field of view had a red tint to it. When I looked up at Kyouya, his eyes were no longer bright red and his face was stained with my blood. His eyes showed he didn't what had gone through him and he didn't know what to do. No longer having the energy to support myself, I fell, expecting to hit the floor, but instead falling into strong arms. "Kyouya, how could you?" I heard Tamaki's voice and saw the disappointment in his face before a rush of exhaustion swept over me and everything faded into darkness.

I don't think I ever woke up again.

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