Hello lovely people, I know it has been quite some time since I last wrote but it has taken me some time to establish a story. Anyway I am a huge fan of True Blood and with the excitment of season 6 (hopefully not as disappointing as season 5) I decided to take a crack at a Death Note vampire fan-fic. This is told from Light's POV, because I can and because its awesome I will pre-warn you that is fan-fic will most likely contain some yaoiness , also be mindful because It is me writing there will probably be swearing, offensive material, violence, made up crap and probably some humor that may be a little dark. Anyway on with chapter 1 enjoy, Kisses galore Emmett.
The candle light flickered as the chilled draft entered the library and created an eerie presence. My warm golden- amber eyes were fixed on him tracing his long pale fingers along the dusty spines of the old books, some possible hundreds of years old. Even though he always walked with a slight slouch he continuously moved so gracefully much like a cat sneaking up on its prey, precise and silently. I had truly admired him for everything he was, writer, genius, vampire. L was the epitome of the perfect creature with features so unique and so desirable even males of heterosexual nature would stare in awe of him and his true name, a name kept secret and spoken in hush tones between us only. A perfect complement to the thick, jet black locks that sat wildly brushing against the forehead of his almost symmetrical heart shaped face, the large dark stormy grey irises that sat in his wide deep eyes, the tall yet lanky body that even while he walked and stood hunched over was structured so wonderfully and his ever ticking mind, a mind with constant thought and curiosity and a mind that was locked up tight without a single being knowing his true desires and arousals, yes Lawliet was the perfect name for such a perfect specimen and I had craved him like a starving wolf with a piece of freshly cut and bloodied meat dangling just out of reach. He was the only thing I had truly wanted and yet I could never imagine ever having.
I watch the corners of his thin lips turn up, a rarity but a wonderful marvel. I knew he could hear the beating of my heart, the harsh pounding against my chest as my thoughts filled of only him, my true desire. The sound of my pulse rapidly fluttering against my wrist and neck, taunting him, tempting him making his mouth water with intense hunger and there is something in knowing the fact that I am his and his alone that makes my entire body heat up and pressure build in my groin. The aching just to brush my hands against the china like milky flesh is the ultimate tease. Just a single stroke with a fingertip would have been all it took and I would have truly been to heaven. It was an odd feeling to have towards someone that was such a mystery and for a man at that but one should never be condemned for their sexual appetites as each is to their own craving and my thirst for the perfect creature that stood in my gaze was my desire.
"Light, I lately have found myself in a state of unpleasant restlessness. You of all people know that I crave justice and peace but after you informed me of deaths to my kind that have been rather brutal and yet no one seems to know who these slayers are has left me feeling somewhat depressed and these deaths of course making me wonder a few things" He said
His deep husky monotone voice is like a hot knife, the first word is the recognition of something being driven into my body and every word after slowly melts into me and I cannot help but be completely paralyzed and fixated on the voice that resembles the most romantic low melody.
"And those wonders? Are they curiosities bought on by simple deductions?" I asked
I crossed my left leg over my right and relaxed into the chair, placing my fist against my face creating a perch for my warmed cheek as I slightly cocked my head to the side
Try as I did it was hard to stay composed around him. It was rather peculiar; the first night we met was underneath the basking of the full moon six years ago. I had heard rumors of his kind being more than just creatures written in fiction books, although hard to believe at first, he was the evidence I needed to settle my mind between deciding whether his race were fact or fiction. My curiosity had always been about the blood drinkers. Their history, their wants and needs and I even found myself curious about those who intended to do them harm. I had educated myself in the long line of families who had been known to be vampire hunters and slayers, families who had strict rules for each of their members and rule that each child born to a hunter must carry out the 'family business' and those who didn't were simply cast aside and seen as trash, left to fend for themselves as the many predators of the world could seek them out and make them their next meal, which was always the case. I had been a non-believer in the vampire race for quite some time but once my curiosities peaked about them and I began to read I had made it my objective to come in contact with one and offer my services as a guardian, a friend to those called creatures of the night.
Once I had seen Lawliet feasting on a petty peasant whose death went unnoticed, my beliefs were soon realized and I had confronted him, even though it was much to his surprise I had told him of my plan and even though there was a slight apprehension he seemed to know that I was speaking the truth and I truly wished to serve him. He had escorted me back to his home, a lonely mansion in the countryside located far from civilization and it was there I had gone into more detail about what I truly desired for his kind but mostly him and the home which I had become a resident of from there on out.
"It sometimes bothers me that you have come to know me so well. But you are correct after much thought I believe I have come to a rough conclusion. You have familiarity of the antediluvian treaty set between the vampires and the Royals that dates back the twenty fourth century before Christ, correct?" He purred
He pulled out the large, throne like black leather chair that was adorned with a velvety plush red cushion. He sat down, bought his knees up to his chest and balanced on the balls of his bare feet. He was the strangest vampire, so very strange.
"Yes of course, after all my attention span is rather superfluous" I replied cockily
I pushed some of the chestnut brown hair from out of my eyes so that our gazes met without hindrance. He rose a thin black eyebrow slightly and quickly dropped it
"It is a well-known fact that the Royals have always had a problem with the vampires even though my kind have abetted them on several hundred occasions throughout history, but when the treaty was set in place it charted that the vampires and Royals were remain withdrawn from one another, even though they sought after our service and we had never asked for such. There had never been a murder from either parties that could be tied to the other now abruptly skulls of vampires who have recently been killed have been showing up, which leads me to consider that the Royals have destroyed the agreement and could very well be planning to wage war against my kind" He asked me
I sat with my own thoughts for a brief moment, what Lawliet was suggesting was a possibility but if he was accurate then I had to wonder why then they didn't seek to abolish him first. Even though I was quite skilled in weaponry and combat I was still only human, the Royals also had many armies they could have simply broken through the doors, eradicated me and then proceeded to kill the man I swore to protect.
"There is a slight problem with your concept" I suddenly said as if my words were like vomit flowing freely from my mouth
He looked at me with curiosity in his dark orbs.
"Go on, you have my attention" He replied raising his thumb to his soft, thin, pink lips and delicately and inaudibly chewing on the tip of his nail without drawing away from my stare.
"The Royals have known for centuries that you are more or less the vampire lord, your kind, even some humans respect you because of your attitude to co-habitation and the desire for peace and often they are willing to sacrifice themselves for you also. So why then would they not come directly here and first eliminate the man who has exclusively been the defender of your kind for the last two hundred years?" I asked him
I could see him taking in what I had put forward and I knew that he would have an answer within the next few breaths that escaped my mouth
"What you are saying is correct, although I do not see myself as a ruler I ostensibly have gained such a title and that is why the vampire population in the United Kingdom has greatly amplified over the last century. However if they had come for me first what do you believe would have transpired to the Royals?"
The Royals had always been untrustworthy. They were an elite group of men with prestigious blood lines, children and ancestors of Earls, Dukes, Marquis and even in some rare cases Kings. As the decades rolled by and members were replaced and added the rules began to change, but the one treaty was always in play. Lawliet was right, the vampire population here had greatly increased and it was possible the Royals had picked up on it which was why there were suddenly vampire deaths coming to light. Lawliet had only learned about them from humans that were loyal to the vampire race, whom told me and I proceeded to inform him. Despite the loyalty he received from some humans and all vampires he did also have a few enemies. Those who did not like his social status, the fact he was a vampire and those who simply detested him for his brilliant mind and his released published theories about the relationships between humans and vampires. If anything had happened to L then there would have been an outrage and although it was not entirely clear there were a suspected world vampire population of millions, much more than the Royals armies. If they had eliminated L first the Royals would have not had any fighting chance, despite what weapons they had, most of which rendered impractical due to the misconceptions on what did and didn't harm a vampire. Why I hadn't come to that conclusion before I had said anything made me feel like a fool, but I had to try and remain composed and not allow him to see that it clearly bothered me that I didn't realize my flaw in my previous statement.
"Yes I see, then what exactly would you like me to do?" I asked
I already knew where this conversation was heading. I had been loyal to L for six years; I had served him to the best of my abilities. I had painfully trained in combat so that if someone had thought they were clever and actually managed to get inside the mansion I was fully prepared for retaliation. Whatever L wanted I did, I had been hoping for the last six years he would finally give into his lust for my blood and take it, as I wanted to continue to serve him; I had hoped if that day came he would stop once my heartbeat slowed. I had dreamed about those pearly white fangs burying into my flesh, pulling at my skin and devouring my blood. I had dreams where he would finally show that he was a primal beast and take me completely, of course they were dreams I knew that would never become true, L was a gentleman and such lustful considerations would have never tainted his brilliant mind. Vampire or not there was never going to be any urge that he would give into if he believed it would compromise his train of thought.
Even over the last six years I had only ever seen him drink directly from a human once and that was because at the time there was a shortage in cattle and other farm animals, which he typically indirectly drank from. For that he was admirable and it was because of his ways that he was respected by the humans.
"I would like for you to see if you can find a relationship between the hunters and the Royals. I am sure they're connected and if not one in the same. I cannot decide on my next plan of action until I know for a certainty that the massacres and the Royals are interconnected and I would like this done as hurriedly as possible as I do not wish to have any more of my kind slain. I would also like it if you could write to my nephew in France and ask him if he has heard any rumors concerning the deaths here in the U.K, as a vampire himself perhaps he would have received information, I will see if I can come in contact with any other vampires once the sun has set and ask if they can establish some sort of assembly patrol to guarantee no more bereavements occur" He replied
I stood up and brushed over my white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows and the tan colored slacks to get rid of any wrinkles that started to appear from sitting. I raised my head again to meet L's gaze.
"I will get right on it" I replied
I made my way to the large mahogany door and placed my hand on the brass handle but before I could pull down and exit the room, silently cursing because of his damn stubbornness not to take a drink from me, I heard him call back out to me
"Light?"'
I turned my head so our eyes met once again
"Yes L?"
I could almost hear the wretched desperation in my voice; it was sickening and made me cringe.
"Thank you for your allegiance to me" He said
I simply nodded my head once and left the room; I quietly shut the door behind me, collected a portable flat wick kerosene lamp from the storage cupboard and made my way to the basement where old records were kept. It was more or less a large archive of information dating back as far as two thousand years. I paused at the stairs after I removed the padlock from the heavy iron door and reached into my left trouser pocket to retrieve a thin box of matches. The cardboard was slightly worn and dog-eared, I pulled out a single match struck it against the packaging and I lit the cotton wick inside the lamp, opening the flute for the flame to become brighter. I placed the matches back into my pocket and made my way down into the damp darkness.
1855 had been a relatively uneventful year so far and the unexpected vampire deaths were actually the first tweak of excitement in a long time. Other than the discovery of the "Devils Footprints" found in Devon in February and the Great Gold Robbery in between London Bridge and Folkestone in May everything had been rather unobtrusive and truthfully I was sure that something like this of great proportions was bound to happen I just didn't think that it would be something that would affect myself and my Lord too.
There weren't really any terms to our professional relationship, I just offered to keep him safe as one man could with an extensive understanding of vampire history and weaponry and on my own accord I ran errands or just did anything he asked of me, there was really nothing in it for me, I hadn't asked him to turn me or drink from me even though that was my yearning. Just the pleasure of being associated with a vampire and being able to learn from him. He did however offer me a room in his large mansion which was much too big for one man, even said man was a vampire. He had said it would defeat the purpose if I were frequently traveling back and forth between my home town of West Wellow and Winchester where he resided if my resolve was being a service to him and learning from him.
It wasn't a demanding move; I had nothing to leave behind. I had already done that when I moved from Japan to West Wellow once my interests in the vampires peaked. I didn't have what most men of twenty-five had, I didn't have a wife or children or even a place of employment for that matter. I left my mother, father and sister in Japan. We never write because often letters are seized by border armies but I think of them occasionally when my mind isn't inundated with my licentious thoughts of L.
Even though it seemed harmless homosexuality was punishable by incarceration of ten years, however it used to be punishable by death but the last execution of a person condemned of buggery was in 1836. It was always a preposterous concept to me to penalize someone simply because of the way they loved. However since L very rarely left the mansion and theologically speaking he wasn't exactly human there was a loop hole so if at any time the topic arose between us I had something to fall back on but even though it was socially deplorable to be gay it did not trouble me what others thought of me, I desired him desperately which was why when he said jump I asked how high in hopes that maybe sometime while I was still young and able to become physically stimulated he would humor me in my ludicrous fascination although I knew all too well that it would not cure me of my covetousness and want to be with him
I shook the thought of L out of my head; I placed down the lamp on the large, exceptionally weighty solid wooden desk with dovetail joints and walked over to the floor to wall shelving units that housed the large black books that contained the many different types of parchment L had been collecting for the last two hundred years. There were things like reports, letters, clippings from all fifty two different English newspapers and he had even managed to somehow collect some ancient scripture pertaining to the existence of vampires, he really was rather the borderline obsessive, if there was anything that was released no matter how absurd it seemed relating to vampires he would keep it. I pulled out the first large book, placed it away from the lamp on the desk so I wouldn't accidentally push it off and ultimately cause a fire not only destroying all of L's hard work but becoming a crispy skeleton myself.
I had been through these archives many a time, they helped me in gaining knowledge that I didn't want to annoy L with. He didn't have much patience when it came to someone persistently asking questions about him in particular, he liked to remain as private as possible and even after six years over serving him I still knew very little about him but what I did know I kept it silent, particularly his name, his name seemed so consecrated, he had only told me a year ago and it was because he said he trusted me with his existence and that I truly was the first friend he had ever had and honestly as he was to me.
I began to go through the articles slowly making sure I didn't skip any important details, I would feel the utmost guilt if I had missed something about the Royals or any vampire slayings through my own impatience and negligence especially since I expected nothing but perfection from myself.