Disclaimer: begins crying i….dontownprinceoftennis…..there I said it.
Hillo, new chapter here, I was so happy on the response that I got that I started typing immediately. I even got positive reviews from some of my favorite TezuRyo authors. Thanks so much for the support. Oh, fair warning, there will be Dirty Pair and Atoji pairing in this story as well. Anyways on with the story.
Vampiric Dream
Chapter 2
"Tezuka-buchou."
"Tezuka."
Tezuka sighed wandering what they did this time. As a human would he descended the stairs making his way outside. "What his it?"
Eiji ran up to him. "The Ochibi and the baba…..i mean baba Ochibi…no I mean…."
"Eiji, allow me to explain," Oishi said placing a hand on his shoulder. "What year did Echizen die?" Oishi asked calmly.
"1876. A sword wound through the lung, liver, and heart," he responded truthfully.
"Its seems we have a runner," Fuji stated looking at the retreating form of Ryoma. "Eiji will you collect him please?" Fuji asked kindly. If this boy was a vampire it could be that he was masking his appearance by using the face of Tezuka's old lover. They needed to find out who this was. Eiji nodded disappearing then reappearing in front of the boy. Quickly he grabbed Ryoma dragging him back towards the group. Ryoma struggled to get away from the hyper vampire.
"Look were the only vampires here everybody else is human. Don't draw attention," Eiji whispered dragging him still. When they finally reached the group Eiji transferred Ryoma to Kawamura who picked him up and placed him over his shoulder. "Well, lets get inside then," Inui suggested walking off. Tezuka looked at his friends in confusion as the group went inside, with Ryuuzaki deciding to stay behind.
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Once back inside the classroom Kawamura dropped Ryoma onto a chair. "Its best if you explain yourself," Fuji said seriously.
Ryoma shook his head. "This is crazy. There is no such thing as vampires."
"How can one forget being a vampire," Kaido asked staring at the boy.
"Because I'm not a vampire," he stated again.
"Actually if he is a vampire and Tezuka's lover than there is something we can do to prove it," Inui said. Tezuka looked at him as did everybody else.
"What? What is it?" Momo and Eiji asked at the same time.
"If Tezuka is the one that made him then all we need is a drop of blood. Once the drop of blood is placed on his tongue his vampiric blood will awaken along with his memories," Inui explained.
"Yadda!!! You're not putting blood in my mouth."
"Momo. Kaido. Please hold him down," Inui said pushing his classes up. Ryoma began struggling as the two grabbed him and held him in place. "Tezuka if you would."
Hesitantly Tezuka brought his finger to his mouth piercing his index finger. Ryoma continued to yell. "Yadda!! Yadda!! Yadda!!"
Tezuka approached him. "Onegai," he said softly. Ryoma stopped his struggling. Tezuka's voice almost sounded desperate. Ryoma sighed. "Look I'm not your lover no matter how much you want me to be."
"But if there is even the smallest chance….."
"It's impossible, so please don't put that in my mouth."
"Gomen," Tezuka said honestly placing his finger to Ryoma's lips. Ryoma struggled as he felt blood start to run inside his mouth. "That should be enough," Inui said placing a hand on Tezuka's forearm. Tezuka pulled his finger back letting the wound heal itself.
Ryoma stopped struggling as his eyes went wide.
"I want to be with you forever!!"
"I love you, Ryoma I always will!!"
"Never forget me Kunimitsu whatever you do never forget me!!"
"Ryoma, don't die!! Please don't die!!"
"You said yourself that we can't be together forever," Ryoma laughed ironically.
Memories, thoughts, feelings, everything flooded back to him one right after the other.
At that moment he wanted nothing more to throw himself at Kunimitsu and never let go. The lover he hasn't seen for almost 131 years. But he knew his time was limited. His memories had been erased that means he only gets a minute per drop of blood that entered his mouth. Judging by how much blood was on his tongue he figured he had 10 minutes, 12 minutes at the most.
Momo and Kaido had already let go of his arms and let them fall to his lap. He had to clench his fist to keep himself in his chair. He fought back the tears, refusing to look up at his maker and lover. 'I have to hold out. I have to.' He repeated as a mantra.
Tezuka immediately saw the change. No, better yet he felt it more than saw it. Nobody else seemed to have noticed it which was a good thing for him. "Echizen I wish to speak with you."
"Tezuka?" Inui questioned.
"It's not him. I'm merely going to give him a warning." They all nodded in understanding. Tezuka grabbed Ryoma's arm harshly pulling him up and pulling him out the door to the classroom across the hall. Everybody was out to lunch so the timing was perfect. Once the door was closed the two were together kissing and groping each other urgently. Tezuka's tongue went into Ryoma's mouth almost immediately and Ryoma's fought back with just as much vigor. Ryoma pulled away. So Kunimitsu decided to go to his throat.
"Kunimitsu I don't have much time. I only get my memories for a short period of time."
Tezuka pulled away from his neck. "How can I have you back permanently?"
"I don't know."
"Ryoma, I've lived this entire time thinking that you had died that night but here you are in my arms. I don't want to let you go. Not again."
"I am going to be with you I just won't remember."
"Did you really turn?"
Ryoma opened his mouth showing pointed fangs. "Oh, tell Eiji-senpai not to bite me when I'm not conscious of it. I see that look he has been giving me."
Tezuka nodded. "Anytime you want to talk to me all I need is a couple drops of your blood."
"Then why can't I just permanently give you back your memories that way?"
"Hell if I know….if it were that easy I wouldn't go back to my human state…..I'm guessing your going to have to ask the bitch that killed me and took my memories," Ryoma pouted.
Tezuka smiled. "You haven't changed at all." With that he pulled Ryoma to him again sealing their lips together. Trying to make the moments they had last as long as possible.
Ryoma pulled away once again stroking Tezuka's cheek. "I love you, Mitsu."
Tezuka saw it the instant it happened. Ryoma's eyes went dark his memories were once again gone. "What are you doing?" he asked outraged pushing away from him. While it hurt him to do this he had to.
Grabbing Ryoma's hand he pulled the small boy against him harshly. "Normally, we would kill humans that find out or secret but since the others seemed somewhat attached to you already I will allow you to live."
"How touching, but I could care less," Ryoma scowled trying to pull away.
"I apologize but I cant do that till I have your word."
"My word on what?"
"That your lips are sealed that you will not speak a word of what we are."
Ryoma didn't answer just scowled. "It would be in your best interest to give me word. You see Kikumaru gets quite volatile if he doesn't feed for a couple of days."
"Is that a threat?"
Tezuka let go of him. "Merely a warning."
"Fine, I give you my word."
"Now that didn't sound very convincing," said the voice of the devil himself, Fuji Syuusuke. Slowly Fuji wrapped an arm around Ryoma's shoulders. "Keep your word Echizen because unlike Eiji," his mouth moved closer to Ryoma's neck. "I don't have to be provoked." Ryoma's eyes widened. Instinctively he pushed away from the vampire running down the hall, down the stairs and out of the school. He kept running ignoring the fact that he forgot his bag and that his first day wasn't over yet. All he knew is he didn't want to go somewhere where his life was threatened by a psycho vampire who smelt faintly of cactus.
He was so oblivious to his surroundings that he didn't notice the large lump lying on the ground. Gravity did its thing causing Ryoma to fall to the ground when he hit the large lump. The first few buttons ripped off from the force of him hitting the ground. Sitting up he tried to examine the extent of damage done to his body but found none. "The buttons must of broken my fall, yeah buttons." Denial is an ugly thing.
The lump on the ground stirred, sitting up the boy stretched his arms scratching his blonde head. Looking around for the disturbance that wrecked his nap he caught sight of something. "No way," he cheered throwing himself at Ryoma latching on to the chain that was now visible. "You to? So cool I've never met another one before. So which are you servant or lover. Me, I'm a lover but I haven't been turned yet so I'm still human."
Ryoma looked at the strange boy as he continued to bounce around excitedly. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh I forgot my name is Akutagawa Jirou," he smiled.
Ryoma said nothing just stared. "So, so which is it? Which is it? Obviously your not mortal since you can touch that ring."
"What?"
"Well, that's the rule mortals can't touch that ring."
"But I was told humans can't touch it."
"That doesn't make any sense or else I wouldn't be able to touch mine," he smiled showing his middle finger. "But I guess it would make sense to mortals."
"Mortals?"
"Well, you know, humans that still have their whole soul intact," Jirou said.
Ryoma still looked really confused. Jirou looked around to make sure nobody was in the surrounding areas. "I'm still human but I'm not, get it?"
"No, not really….Hey, don't fall asleep," Ryoma shouted pushing the boys head off his shoulder. Jirou's head fell forward before snapping back up. "Gomen," he smiled sheepishly.
"Where were we?"
"Something about being human but yet not human."
"Oh right, right. You see human servants and vampire lovers are chosen by a vampire. Servants are treated as that nothing more than a blood bank while lovers are treated as equals among the vampire realm. So when a vampire chooses a servant he does this weird thing where he takes half of the mortal soul so that the servant, while still human, can't age or die from disease. They can still die from things like guns and weapons and stuff and they don't have any vampiric abilities so they usually don't last longer than 100 years or so before their bodies give."
Ryoma was listening intently he didn't know why but he felt as if he already knew all this information. "How about lovers?"
"Oh, lovers well a vampire has to truly love the human for the process to work. Me, I'm still half-human but I've lost my mortality. I don't have to drink blood to live though its fun to, and I have some vampire abilities like speed and strength though my abilities are no where near as close to regular level. Anyways, in some cases the vampire turns a mortal into a half vampire, like me. This is because they haven't completely fallen for the human yet and still want the option to discard them."
"So can a mortal be fully turned?"
"Yep, like I said the vampire has to really love the human for it to work. But the vampire takes blood from the human to where they are an inch from death once the human's heart beat has slowed, almost to a stop, the vampire feeds the human his own blood. The only catch is the human won't turn until he dies a mortal death. When the mortal dies the change starts I don't know the details but I heard it's kinda painful. Oh, and get this if the vampire is not there when his lover awakens the lover's memories start to dissipate."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the master is supposed to teach the new born the ways of the undead but first they have to share blood one more time permanently linking themselves together for all eternity if that's not done the new born will lose all memories of his maker and might just die."
Ryoma closed his eyes in thought. 'I could be that vampire's lover. But that's impossible if his lover died in 1876 then that's mean I would be well over 140 years old and that's mean my parents aren't who I think they are and no….impossible its all impossible."
"Hey…" Ryoma growled the boy was sleeping again. Roughly shaking the boy he jerked up and attention. "What are you narcoleptic or something?"
"Actually, I am, hehe…" Jirou laughed. "Naps are always good considering the demands on my body every night."
Inwardly Ryoma cringed in disgust. He didn't want to know that. "If you want to know about the whole vampire/lover thing I know a couple of vampires that have been together for 62 years."
"I don't know if…."
"Nonsense they won't hurt you. I'll even go with you," he cheered jumping up whilst pulling Ryoma up with him. "By the way, what's your name?" Jirou asked as he pulled Ryoma in the direction of his friend's house.
"Echizen Ryoma."
"Hmmm….that sounds sound oddly familiar…oh well can't be really important if I forgot…"
"Who are these friends of yours," Ryoma asked his hand still in Jirou's grasp.
"Hehe…if you've studied history one of them might be familiar, Mukahi Gakuto."
"You mean the acrobat? The star performer of Le Cirque in the early to mid forties."
"That's right. He was the only performer of Japanese descent in the show, he died in 1945 after a horrible fall where he broke his neck and snapped his spinal cord."
"Then how…"
"You will have to ask them. It's kinda a complicated story," Jirou smiled turning a corner down into a richer looking neighborhood. Jirou turned into a large apartment complex pulling Ryoma up one, two, three….Ryoma was really hoping that Jirou wouldn't fall asleep suddenly….four and finally at the fifth floor he stopped. 52, 53, 54, and "Ah found it. Number 55," he cheered knocking on the door loudly.
Finally after five pounds with his fist the door opened revealing a red head that had blood running down his chin. "Anou…Gakuto you have a little something…" Jirou said motioning to his own chin. "I know. What can I help you with Akutagawa-senpai?"
"Can we come in?"
Gakuto turned his head. "Yuushi get decent we have company," he yelled before turning back to his visitors. "Yeah come in," he said stepping aside. Jirou smiled pulling Ryoma into the dark apartment Gakuto watching the two as they made their way to a couch. Gakuto closed the door locking back before walking to sit on a love seat. The man called Yuushi stepped out of the bedroom with bite marks covering his torso.
"Are all vampires gay?" Ryoma asked out of shock and completely on accident.
Jirou who had once again fallen asleep didn't answer. So Gakuto decided to. "Naw, the ones I know are pretty much all gay though I do know a few straight ones."
"What can we help you with?" Yuushi asked.
"He brought me here," Ryoma sighed pointing to Jirou. Yuushi sighed. "I will keep him awake," he said bending down to nip at the boy's neck. Jirou immediately sprung awake hands covering every inch of his neck. "Nobody drinks except for my master," he declared defensively. "He'll stay awake now," Yuushi chuckled taking a seat next to Gakuto.
"Oh, yeah, the kid has a few questions about the whole turning, lover thing," Jirou said looking around the room as if his master was about to spring from the shadows.
"What happens if the master isn't there when the new born awakes?"
"Hmmm….that's a very rare occurrence. Normally the master is very protective of his lover. But if it did happen the new born would probably have to struggle for survival and eventually they would lose their memories of their lover since the bound was never made," Yuushi explained.
"How did you guys meet and turn each other?"
"Oh, can I tell the story Yuushi please?" Yuushi nodded his consent. "Well you see…."
Story telling/Flashback:
The year was 1940 and a new traveling circus had appeared. The name was Le Cirque mostly based out of France but traveled everywhere from Moscow to Tokyo from Tokyo to London and everywhere in between. They had been looking for hot talent, talent that could draw a crowd. That's when they came upon a street performer.
"You boy," one of the men called in English. The boy stopped what he was doing to look at them.
"What?" he called back in English.
"What's your name?"
"Mukahi Gakuto," the teen answered.
"Have you by chance heard of a circus called Le Cirque?"
"I've seen fliers. I can't exactly go to the show after all," he scowled bending down to pick up the tin with his day's earnings in it. "How would you like to be part of the show?" Gakuto stopped his movement. "Are you serious?"
The second man nodded. "Very, you have good balance I assume. We need a dramatic high wire routine you maybe just what we need. You'll get paid a fair sum, roughly 150 dollars American."
Gakuto didn't need anything else. A chance to show off his talents and a fat pay check that was all he needed.
For weeks he spent practicing in their space in Tokyo they then moved on back to France. It had taken Gakuto a while to adapt to the culture considering he didn't know a word of French and most people didn't know a word of English or Japanese. But that was okay, he was going to make his debut and make it he did.
The crowd was enthralled by the tiny red headed acrobat who had perfect balance and dared to do tricks on the small rope that some didn't dare do on the ground. His performance ended and he was met with a standing ovation. The crowds rushed to get his autograph and picture. The papers were all over him for an exclusive interview.
And that's the way it was for five years. Going strong. Every where he went people paid to see him. Beg for his autograph; beg for a chance just to touch him. But something had been bothering him, something that had been getting increasingly worse over the last two years. Finally after the finally summer performance of 1945 he decided to address the problem.
"Hey, teme, its not nice to stalk people," he yelled in Japanese. The figure smirked at him. "But your so fascinating," the figure replied in perfect Japanese. "My name is Oshitari Yuushi," the stranger said holding his hand out to Gakuto.
"Your performance is like a romance written with the human body. Deadly, bold, erotic."
"Man, you are crazy. Besides that why are you in Stockholm if your obviously Japanese."
"I came to see you of course, the one that has capture my attention and affections."
"Whatever, crazy."
"Please allow me one date that is all I ask."
Normally Gakuto did give into his stalkers or fans but he had never met a Japanese one so… "What the hell?"
Gakuto was pleasantly surprised to find out the guy wasn't as crazy as he originally thought. So they started dating. Gakuto found out that Yuushi loved romantic dramas. So any chance he had Yuushi was dragging Gakuto to the theatre to see Carmen, Romeo and Juliet, Les Miserable, My Fair Lady, and a bunch of others that Gakuto didn't care to remember.
What he did care to remember though was the first time they had sex. A mere two months after they met each other. He also found out that Yuushi had a biting fetish and would often leave his body covered in large bruises and love bites. But that had to stop come October when it was back to the road and performing. Of course Yuushi followed and was always there to congratulate Gakuto on another rousing performance.
December came and of course where did they have to perform, Moscow could they have picked a colder place, honestly? So the night before his next performance Gakuto lay with Yuushi snuggling closer and closer to him try to feed on the body heat that was never there. "Yuushi, your always so cold," he whined.
"Gomen, Gakuto," Yuushi said pulling his lover closer. "Gakuto, do you want to stay with me?"
"Of course I do."
"No, I mean forever."
"Yuushi if this is your way of asking me to marry than the answer is no. Because if you haven't noticed were both male and this sort of thing is frowned upon."
"No, that's not my intention. Gakuto go all out tomorrow, perform your hardest tricks and wow the crowd."
"Yuushi, but what if I fall?"
"I will be there to catch."
Gakuto hit his chest. "That is so corny."
The two went into a silence. Gakuto slowly drifted to sleep mumbling into Yuushi's chest. "I want to stay with you."
Yuushi heard the words and that was all he needed. Bending his head slightly he bit into Gakuto's neck the boy barely stirring. Placing his hand over Gakuto's heart he felt the rhythmic beat waiting for it to slow. There it went slow, slower, the heart beat dieing, it was coming to its last beat. Yuushi pulled away.
Taking a long nail he sliced it across his chest opening a large gash. He pushed Gakuto's head to the cut and Gakuto unconsciously began drinking.
Gakuto woke the next morning feeling incredible, he went to practice anxiously bouncing around for that night's performance. The night finally came and the area filled. The circus began Gakuto was to be the finale tonight, and he couldn't wait.
At last he was climbing the ladder to the fifty foot tight rope. Balancing easy he started out with his simple tricks, walking, jumping a little, a front hand sprang here and back hand sprang there, finally he stood in the middle of the tight rope balance on one foot. What he was about to do was very dangerous he knew it but he wanted to give Yuushi the best show ever. Jumping backwards his body flipped through the air away from the rope. The crowd gasped and screamed before his hand grabbed the rope flipping himself back on top of it. The audience jumped to their feet immediately applauding the amazing feat. "I'm sorry, Gakuto," Yuushi whispered as the rope snapped right where Gakuto was standing. The crowd gasped as the acrobat fell. "Don't worry, don't worry, there's a net," someone yelled in Russian. Gakuto's small body hit the net but the ropes had been cut so the net gave way. The acrobat fell the last thirty feet to the ground, dieing on impact.
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Gakuto felt as if his body was being ripped to shreds from the inside out. He thrashed in the bed trying to stop the pain that was ripping through his body. Finally it stopped the pain stopped and there was…..nothing. The room he was in was pitch dark. "Gakuto?"
"Yuushi?" Gakuto felt a pair of arms wrap around him in a tight embrace. "I'm so sorry, Gakuto are you alright?"
"I thought I d…." the word died on his lips.
"You did Gakuto. You did, but I promised I would catch you."
"But then how am i…."
"You're undead now, an immortal like me."
"A what?"
"A vampire."
"WHAT?? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"
"I did this so we can be together for ever, Gakuto."
"But I didn't think we would literally be together forever."
"Gakuto you need to calm down and get over here, we have to make the bond."
"Bond? What bond? What if I don't?"
"Actually I don't know all the details but if you don't do it you will die."
"Well I already did once so why not a second time gonna do?"
"Would you please come over here so we can make the bond," Yuushi said trying to keep the edge from the voice.
"I hope you know you are going to be pampering me for the rest of eternity," Gakuto smirked stepping into his lover's arms.
End flashback
"Does he really pamper you?"
"Everyday," Yuushi said simply.
"Is that all you wanted to know," Gakuto asked.
"What happens if you don't make the bond?"
"Hmm….I've heard of new borns losing their memories, I've heard of them dieing, I've heard all kinds of stories, but I know a pure blood that might know," Yuushi said.
"Pure blood?"
"Like my master. It means they never lived a human life they were born a vampire," Jirou explained his hands still on his neck.
"Is your master a male as well," Ryoma asked.
Jirou smiled. "Yep, his name is Atobe Keigo and I love him, he's my cuddling…."
"If you call him Kei-Kei I swear I will vomit," Gakuto bit out. Jirou stuck his tongue out.
"Why are you asking me all these questions? You seem to be older than myself," Yuushi asked looking at Ryoma. Two 'whats' echoed through the room. "That's what I've been told but I have to memories what so ever of what people have been saying. I just came to school this morning and then all this shit happened I don't know what to think."
"Well, my master can do something for you," Jirou said.
"What?"
"He can put you in a trance like state and try to draw your memories forward. However it can't restore all your memories and I'm not a hundred percent that it will work."
"Can I try it?"
"Sure, I will talk to Kei-…." A groan from Gakuto. "I was going to say Keigo. Anyways it might take a couple of weeks to arrange though and you have to place full faith in him."
Ryoma closed his eyes. "Arrange it for me."
"Sure," Jirou smiled flashing a 'V'.
Today sure was an interesting day.
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Well, I finished this chapter. I know there are probably a bunch of mistakes, I'm sorry. Anyways I'm a HUGE Hyoutei fangirl so I couldn't resist adding them in. Plus the thought of Atobe as a vampire is just to much to resist. Oh and don't worry there will be NO AtoRyo in this story. Atobe will be paired with Jirou only. Anou….please review. Till Next Time!!
JA NE!!!
Oh, oh, last note. As some of you have noticed I probably have a lot of little mistakes in here and that's because I usually don't have time to go back and edit immediately. I usually don't correct the mistakes till a couple of days AFTER I've posted. So if anybody is interested in being my beta-reader than just PM me. Kay? That would help me a lot.
