No one could say they didn't see it coming

Author's note: Heya guys I'm Ari. If you already know of this story, then you know it's not mine. The first chapter was written by XxEviXkittenxX, but is now mine thanks to her generosity. In other words, I have adopted this story, and as a fan of it myself, I can't even tell you how excited I am. I've extended the first chapter just a bit so it doesn't seem cut short like it did to me. Don't worry, former fans, I'll give you a real treat! You won't be disappointed. And if you're new to this story, welcome darlings! NOCSTDSIC IS ALIVE

Chapter 1
Vladimir Tod walked down the steps and into the kitchen; Nelly had left hours ago, and it was spring break so he had nowhere to had sent a letter a few days prior saying that he was going to some island Vlad had never heard of, and that he wouldn't be able to communicate once there.

Long story short, Vlad was bored.

Tapping on the counter a bit, he stalked to the cabinet and retrieved a mug. He then when to the freezer and pulled out a bag of blood, not really caring what type it was. He thought a surprise might break the monotony, but it really didn't. He huffed, and set the mug of thick liquid in the microwave. He watched the time tick down, and when the timer was at forty-two seconds, there was a knock on the door. It opened before he could comprehend, and there was only one person Vlad knew who would invite himself in.

Henry strutted into the kitchen, hands in his pockets. "Dude, I'm so bored. I'm crashing your loner party, okay"

Vlad could've told him no, but what would it matter? He wouldn't leave. Besides, he was too bored to care.

"Whatever man," Vlad said, smirking as he grabbed the mug from the microwave. "Not exactly a rager over here."

Henry walked up to Vlad, standing before him and peering into Vlad's mug. "Exactly. We victims of boredom should stick together." His nose crinkled as he caught a whiff of the blood. "Normally I don't say anything, but does blood always smell so weird when you heat it up in the microwave? I mean...I'm no expert...but it's kind of like putting your freshly cooked dinner in the fridge and then heating it up. Doesn't taste the same. Is it kinda like that?"

Vlad laughed. "Yeah, maybe. I don't know, I'm used to it. Maybe you're smelling yourself."

Henry cocked an eyebrow, leaning in so close to Vlad's face that he could feel his breath. "So I stink? Is that what you're saying?"

"You said it, I didn't," he chuckled, lifting the mug to take a swig of the blood.

Henry glanced down at Vlad's lips, now stained red. "That's cold, dude. I smell like a man!"

"A man who's been rolling around in the trash," Vlad countered.

"Oh no here comes my jealous girlfriend telling me to take a shower!"

The vampire's eyebrows shot up. "Excuse me?"

The jock interrupted him. "But it's okay, Vladdie. I don't mind being your sexy arm candy that everyone wants a piece of. Let's face it, I'm that awesome." He smirked.

"I guess that makes me the pretty and modest one, then." the raven-haired teen chuckled.

"I'm modest! I just like to brag, that's all."

"You know what modest means, right?"

Henry rolled his eyes. Vlad set his mug on the counter, and went into the living room, followed by his blond-haired companion. The two sat on the couch, Henry kicking off his shoes.

Vlad kept the joke up. "So, amazing boyfriend, what do you want to do today?"

"I was thinking a little foreplay," Henry said huskily, biting his lower lip suggestively. "Bang you on the couch so hard you can't walk straight for a week, then tie the knot and live happily ever after."

The pair burst out laughing, leaning on each other for support so they wouldn't fall off the couch.

"Sounds like a game plan. So who's gonna be on top?"

"Well, since I'm the boyfriend and you're my jealous bitch, I think that implies that I do you." Vlad sniggered when Henry winked at him, trying not to go into another laughing fit.

"Dude, I'm not gonna be on bottom."

"Aw, c'mon baby. The sexy vampire girlfriend is always on bottom, and usually willing." He bumped Vlad's shoulder with his.

"Oh, so I'm not the jealous bitch anymore? I'm the sexy vampire girlfriend?" Vlad countered, actually getting a bit curious.

This type of thing wasn't abnormal for them. It was a long-running joke that Vlad was the jealous girlfriend always swooning over ever-popular Henry. The blond looked at Vlad, who was trying to look sexy, his body to the side, hands clasped neatly atop his lap, and eyes fluttering. He looked like he was invited to a tea party and had something stuck in his eye. Henry guffawed.

"What the hell is wrong with your face?" he asked, holding his side as he continued to laugh hysterically.

"I was being sexy," Vlad said casually. "That's what you wanted, right? In the books Nelly reads, the vampire girlfriends are all really flirtatious. I'm sorry for trying to change for you!" He pretended to sob as if his feelings were hurt, and fake tears became real tears when he burst out laughing.

"Ohhhh! That's what you were doing! I thought you were about to shit yourself or something." Henry laughed as the vampire elbowed him.

"Anyway, what do you wanna do?" Vlad asked seriously. "Nelly won't get off work till late, and she's going out with some friends."

Henry looked at his best friend, chewing on his finger. "Maybe we should actually try it. I mean, half the school knows it's a joke, but I've had a few girls ask me if we're actually together."

"Who'd believe it?"

"Well, no one could say they didn't see it coming."

"Are you being serious?"

"Yeah. Get over here and plant one on me."

"What?"

"You've drank my blood. A kiss shouldn't be much different."

"Oh yeah, except it's way different!"

Henry grinned. "What, scared?"

"Pfft!" Vlad scoffed. "I just...don't see how it's, uh, necessary."

"Forget necessary! It's mandatory! We've been joking about this forever, and you're just gonna wimp out? Don't you wanna know what it feels like?"

Vlad squinted up at Henry, thinking about it. Did he want to know how it felt to kiss a guy?

Vlad chewed on the inside of his cheek. "Just one kiss?" Henry nodded. "Well...Fine. Just don't expect me to react." He closed his eyes, leaned in, and placed a peck on Henry's lips. "There." He nodded.

"Are you serious?" Henry asked incredulously. "Let me show you a real kiss."

Henry grabbed Vlad's face in his hands, and firmly pressed their lips together. Vlad's eyes widened, but slowly he began to kiss Henry back, melting into the kiss. Moments later, he felt Henry's tongue probe at his lips. He felt embarressed, but at the same time he was experiencing strong sensations. It was as if he was being...electrified. He didn't expect to react this way to the kiss, and was pulled from his thoughts as Henry continued to coax Vlad's lips apart with his tongue. The vampire parted his lips, and the jock's tongue darted inside, tangling feverishly with Vlad. Henry roughly pushed the vampire onto his back, hands clutching Vlad's slim waist as he straddled him. Vlad's feather-light fingertips glided gracefully up Henry's sides and into his soft golden hair. Henry's tongue slid to the roof of Vlad's mouth, and he pulled away for air. The pair just looked at each, panting heavily.

"See, not so bad," Henry said with a weak laugh, watching Vlad go from flushed to bright red in moments.

"I can't believe that just happened!" he groaned.

"What do you mean you can't believe it?" Henry deadpanned "I told you even before it happened! You consented."

"Yeah I know..." Vlad looked into Henry's eyes for a brief moment before deciding that the wall was looking rather nice today. "This is weird..."

Henry grabbed the vampire's chin, forcing Vlad to look at him. "You felt something. I know you did. You would've pushed me away if you hadn't."

"Why are you making a big deal?" Vlad asked, squinting.

"Because...well I felt something. Something fantastic. Like, I've never felt that way ever, and you know I've kissed a lot of girls." Henry waggled his eyebrows at Vlad, who rolled his eyes in return.

"Yeah, yeah, Henry."

"Seriously, though, Vlad. You can't deny that connection."

Vlad ran hand through his hair. "Maybe you should go. I...I need to think."

Henry, looking slightly hurt, lifted himself off of Vlad. He straightened his disshevled clothes and hair, and muttered a "Later" as he hurried out the door.

Vlad let his head fall against the arm of the couch. He couldn't believe he let that happen. He also didn't expect to like it.