The Crimson Chapter 1: The vampire, a fruits basket fanfic

Disclamier: I don't own Fruits Basket or The Crimson

I feel it welling up inside
And Robert Smith lied,
Boys do cry and with
Blood tears in my eyes I'm an Anne Rice novel come to life.
I can't hide the monster… anymore.
One can, only feel desolate for so long until
One starts to change into
Something the mirror doesn't recognize.
Metamorphosize.
The darkness has been biding its time
To claim its latest victim,
Fresh meat for carnal desires,
To become, what I became.
I viewed the sun for the last time.

Kyo looked up. Blood dipped from his mouth. He snarled. His red teeth shone in the light. The moon fell upon him and his fresh meat. He laughed.

"Taste like sweetness," He said smiling. Night is the best time for a vampire.

Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same,
When you taste my victim's blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips. (Crimson and red)
My heart is dead and so are you.

The sun peeked into the room of the orange haired boy. His eyes cracked opened. The sun blinded him for a few seconds. His eyes adjusted to the light. He swung his feet over his bed. They hit the cold hard floor. It sent shivers up his spine. A sharp pain entered his head.

"Fuck," He mumbled as he stood up. "I need to learn not to drink so much."

And it pulses through,
The desire to change, to deconstruct
All of my,
All of my, past failings.
But where to begin, because when you live in sin
It's hard to look at saints,
Without them reflecting your jet black aura back on you.
And all I have is hope
My inner burn's not fading,
I'll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day.

The storage room was cold. Kyo shivered as he entered. He hated it. He hated winter.

'It's to damn cold,' He had said at one point. He said that every winter.

"Kyo!" He looked over to see Yuki walk toward him.

"Yeah?" He asked as Yuki stopped.

"Did you here the news?"

"No. Why?"

"Another one of those weird killings took place again. Shigure was the victim this time."

Kyo smiledat those words. "Really?"

"Yeah, our boss. You know we may have to find new jobs. I can't go job hunting again. I've got a wife and kids at home. I'm not going though that shit again," Yuki said shaking head. (A/N: Yuki is married to Machi just so I don't get people asking me who Yuki is married to)

Kyo mentally smacked himself for doing that. He sighed. "Well this should be fun," Kyo remarked.

And all I have is hope
And all I need is time
To bury in pine under six feet of time
The lies I told me about myself.
Claw my way out,
Pick the splinters from under my fingernails.
I won't lose hope,
I won't give in.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
I try not to die again.

Kyo began to stack the selves with the leftover shit the store ordered. He hung his head. He was tired. 'I stayed up way to damn late killing last night.' He sighed but kept working.

His shit ended. He coughed. 'It's to damn cold.' Kyo thought as he walked out. He ran his fingers though his hair. Tonight he would kill Jason. 'Damn American thinking he owns everything. Let's see what he owns after he dies.' Kyo thought snickering. Oh yes tonight was going to be fun.

Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same,
When you taste my victim's blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips.(When you taste my victim's blood)
My heart is dead and so are you.