The darkness pressed on his eyes and swallowed the sound of his pants and the humming of cicadas, coming from the opened window. Sweat on his body still cold, but the dream had already became blurry.

He slowly sat up and looked through the window to make sure that no one was standing and watching him. Those fierce, golden eyes still vivid in his head, while the rest of the dream was already forgotten.

For the unusually hot summer the wind was so cold, just like he himself. So cold and… and scared.

He didn't go to sleep again, only looked through the window with empty eyes.

He acted as usual in the morning and didn't show his worries on his face, his usual smile in its place. Just as he was halfway out of the door someone called his name from behind him.

"Syuusuke."

He turned around to face his sister. Her eyes showed worry and one of her tarot cards was clutched in her hands.

"Be safe."

"I will nee-san."

Fuji started to walk towards the school, his mind strangely blank, only the golden eyes still lingered in his memories. Somehow he felt a little scared and excited at the same time, but didn't know the reason, or maybe reasons, why.

I think I won't go to school today. Fuji decided and turned away from the road that led to his school.

He started to slow down as the happy chatting of student's behind him was replaced by the sound of car engines, screeching tires and the laughs of little kids as they ran past him.

"I guess I should try to remember that dream. But it was too realistic to be called dream… Vision then?" He muttered under his breath while tucking a stray, light brown strand of hair behind his ear. However, Fuji didn't even have the chance to start remembering. Since he didn't actually look where he was going and what was in front of him, he tripped over something and fell on the round, scraping his palm in the process.

"Itai!"

Still on the ground Fuji looked around to find what had made him trip. The first thing he saw was a pair of legs, clad in black leather pants. After that the rest of the stranger's body came in his line of vision. Slender body all clad in black and face hidden beneath the capes hood and strands of hair. At first the person seemed to be dead, but Fuji managed to see the stranger's chest moving in little, but rhythmic movements beneath the skin-tight shirt.

What the..! Why is a person lying here?

At first Fuji wanted to just leave him there, but somehow he wasn't able to. An invisible force kept him from just walking away and leaving the stranger there. That force almost forced him to get up and walk just next to the stranger and then pick him up.

For him the hot summer night seemed cold, dangerous and filled with fear and bloodlust.

He moved in the shadows, not hearing the sound so appropriate for the night life. The only thing that he heard were his own and his chasers pants and footsteps. Jumping from building to building, evading the daggers that were flying from behind, some managing to scratch him, but the small wound soon disappeared.

"Die you traitor!" a hoarse voice yelled from somewhere above him. He barely managed to avoid the sharp blade of the sword as it pierced through the cement roof of the building.

His attacker pulled the sword out and swung it to let it rest on one of his big, broad shoulders. His mouth stretched in a cruel smile and the dark, grey eyes shone with the desire to kill as the rest of his chasers surrounded and trapped him. All of them were dressed in black and everyone's faces, except Dolore's, were hidden under a mask or hood.

"Any last words you freak?"

He smirked, golden eyes piercing the others grey ones: "I hope you do understand that by calling me a freak you just called yourself and everyone else of our kind a freak, Dolore."

Dolore's smile disappeared from his face as he heard the murmur of agreement around him. "Shut the hell up!" his voice was like thunder and the whisperers flinched and quieted. Dolore turned his cold eyes to him again: "You are not a part of our kind anymore."

"If you say so, executer-san."

The next thing he knew daggers were thrown at him from all sides and Dolore's sword was now flying in his direction, aimed to cut right in the middle of his neck. He jumped up, successfully evading the sharp daggers and Dolore's sword. After doing a back flip and landing gracefully outside of the circle he smirked one more: "Better luck next time Dolore. Bye, bye for now."

He jumped off the roof and disappeared in the darkness once more, but this time no one could follow him, since he made sure to hide his presence better that before.

I didn't know that they were already here. I would have prepared better. He thought as he passed the people that didn't know anything about his existence or the fight that had just taken place. I have to hurry and find him.

He ran until the first sunrays started to clear away the darkness. The sun took away all the strength that was left in him so he collapsed.

It seemed like eternity when he felt someone picking him up. The first thing he thought was that perhaps Dolore had found him, but then an unfamiliar feeling spread through his body. It was as if all his strength had suddenly come back to him and a powerful want to protect that someone hat was now carrying him took over his now less numb body.

It's him, my mate.

He snapped his eyes open and stared up at the young boy carrying him. The teen seemed to preoccupied with finding a place to lie him down, to notice his awakening, so he closed his eyes again. He thought that it would be better to pretend that he was sleeping for now.

Soon he was placed on bench that was in the shade of one of the big trees that swayed their branches and leaves every time the wind blew. He opened his eyes again and sat up when the presence of the teen, his mate moved further away from him.

"I found him. But…" he slowly watched from below the black hood, as his mate came closer to him again. In mere moments he was behind the teen and ran his cold, pale fingers across the other hand and caused the other to shiver under his touch, before disappearing again.

A/N: So, how did you like it?

I can say that the chapters for this fic won't be long and will stay more or less in the same length as this one. But the length may change in the future.