Chapter 3

Roxas shivered involuntary during the kiss. Sora tasted a bit too sweet for his own good. It was his first to taste a human so pure. He could hear Sora's sweet, sweet blood rushing in his ears. Roxas broke the kiss and look at the dazed Sora whose half shocked and awe at the same time.

"For a human, you're cute," Roxas chuckled. Roxas knew if he calls Sora by his name, the young man would freak out thinking he's a stalker(which he is…to a certain degree). Snapping out of his daze, Sora stumble back and almost fell on a tomb if Roxas hadn't caught him in time. "Come on, human. This is a cemetery, respect the dead at least."

"Ironic for you to say that considering you're a vampire!" Sora cried, pushing Roxas away only to lose balance completely and fell over on a tomb. Roxas look down at Sora, amused.

"So why are you really here, human?" Roxas finally asked. "Here to disrespect the dead? Tag on the graves with spray paint? Or…" he revealed his pearly white fangs at Sora. "Are you trying to be my next meal?" Sora paled immediately.

"No!" he cried aloud in response, getting up and backing away. "And stop calling me 'Human!' It's Sora!" Roxas look at Sora, looking into his eyes before smirking, extremely amuse.

"All right, Sora," Roxas finally responded. "Why are you here?" he repeated his question. Sora hesitated before pulling out the article from his pocket and handed it for Roxas to read.

"I'm doing a report on vampires you see," Sora began. "And I found this on one of the books and I got curious."

"I see…" Roxas finally said. "But you know…" Sora yelped when Roxas pin him to the nearest angel statue. "Curiosity killed the cat." Sora felt himself hitch when Roxas graze his fangs on the crook of his neck. "And satisfactory won't bring it back in this circumstance."

"Ah…Roxas," Sora gasped. He was torn by the feelings of panic and pleasure.

"Yes, I am the vampire they mention on the article. I guess I kind of slipped that when that man saw me. But what if I wasn't the vampire mentioned in the article? Not all vampires are generous to let mortals live like me, Sora." Roxas continued, looking at the brunet straight in the eye. Sora felt as if Roxas was looking right into his soul. "Some of them would love the taste of your blood. A lot of vampires would go after you since you're the hard type to find in this world now."

"My kind?" Sora repeated he struggle against Roxas' grip. Don't vampires always go after being that are living pumping with fresh blood?

"I saying you're a virgin," Roxas responded bluntly Sora burned crimson. "Virgin's blood is always the sweetest…" Roxas could hear Sora's heart rate going erratic by each passing moment and Roxas could see the fear in Sora's eyes. Roxas frowned feeling something inside him ticked before let go of the brunet from his hold. Fear was replaced by confusion.

"Roxas?" Sora called.

"Gee, you screw with a mortal's mind and they're scared witless," Roxas frowned. "Sorry about that. I just needed something to amuse me and you just happen to be my victim since you're so innocently naïve."

"I'm not naïve!" Sora shot Roxas an indignant look.

"I can hear your heartbeat," Roxas pointed out, grinning. "It was rather fast." Sora crossed his arms and turned away.

"I thought you were going to bite me!" Sora accused.

"You would want that, wouldn't you?" Roxas teased. Sora felt the blood rushing back to his face.

"No!"

"Changing the subject, what's your motive after finding me?" Roxas asked.

"…Doyouminddoinganinterviewwithme?" Sora asked.

"…What was that? I didn't hear you clearly," Roxas said. Roxas lied, he heard what exactly Sora said, and he just likes to see the boy blush.

"Would you mind if I do an interview with you…about vampires?" Sora asked again, slower this time. Roxas thought for a moment.

"Oh fine," Roxas finally responded. "But not right now."

"Eh? What time is it?" Sora asked.

"Pretty late," Roxas responded. "I'm guessing it's around eleven." He stated that calmly as if it was nothing for him. But for Sora, it's a huge thing for him.

"ELEVEN!" he shrieked. "Mom's going to kill me!"

"Then head back home already," Roxas pointed out. "I'll look for you tomorrow. We can interview at your house if you want."

"Really?" Roxas nodded.

"Yeah, now get out of here or I'll threaten you with my pearly whites again." He flashed his fangs at Sora again.

"All right, all right," Sora said, now running down the dirt path of the cemetery. "See ya tomorrow, Roxas!" Roxas watch Sora ran down the path. When he could no longer see the brunet, Roxas lean on a tombstone, rubbing his temple. He was really glad Sora went away, if Sora had stayed a bit longer, Roxas wouldn't know what to do.

The demon wants to come out and play and it wants to play with Sora. It wants to drink the young brunet's blood.

A part of him wants to do so too. He hasn't drunk from a virgin for a really, really long time. Yet somehow, something inside didn't want to drink Sora.

…Was it guilt? Regret? The damn demon inside Roxas won't stop until it's satisfied. He knows that from experience.

There is one thing he knows for sure: He wants to be with Sora.

Inwardly, he's happy to be with Sora tomorrow but it'll be harder for him to control the demon inside.

What a mess. Roxas groaned loudly while covering his face with his hands.

Sometimes, he really did wish he were really dead and buried six feet under along with all the other corpses.

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The next day, Sora couldn't think straight at school. Every time he tried, his mind seems to wander back to the vampire.

"Earth to Sora, you there?" a finger flicked his nose and Sora pouted a silver hair teen standing in front of him.

"What was that for, Riku?" Sora demanded, rubbing his nose.

"For zoning out on me, and its lunch time," Riku responded, grinning. Sora punched him playfully on the shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah," Sora said, getting out his bento his mother made for him and both boys headed outside. Kairi waited for them under a Sakura tree, where they always go during lunch.

"You're late," Kairi huffed.

"Blame your brother," Riku pointed at Sora. "He's having his zoning out secessions again."

"Thinking about someone you met, Sora?" Kairi teased.

"NO!" Sora responded, half-yelled.

"Then where were you last night?" Riku asked. "I tried calling you last night but your mom told me you weren't there."

"I was at…the cemetery," Sora responded. "I found this article about vampires and all I found was this nice security guard and we chatted." He lied. Riku and Kairi stared at him.

"I don't think cemeteries have security guards," Riku began. "I heard a lot of gang members hang out in cemeteries. We're you hurt?"

"No," Sora responded. "And the guy said he was a guard."

"You sure he's not some of those guys mentioned in the news they're looking for people for prostitution?" Kairi asked, eating a rice ball.

"No!" Sora huffed again.

"Of course he isn't," Riku said, obviously sarcastic. "Sora wouldn't be here right now. He'll probably be in some club wearing skimpy clothing and giving some random customer a lap dance."

"RIKU!" Sora pouted.

"Ew! Bad image, Riku!" Kairi said. "And he's my twin for Christ's sakes!"

"Who told you to think about that, pervert," Riku countered. The school bell rang and Sora groaned.

"I don't want to go to my next class," Sora pouted. "I want school to end already."

"Whatever," Riku rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I have work tonight so I'll see you guys later…and Sora?"

"Yeah?"

"Stay home tonight," he said. "It's dangerous to be out late. Trust me." Sora blinked.

"Yeah…sure," Sora said. Riku gave a nod before walking away.

"Ever since Riku came back from Tokyo, he's been acting a bit superstitious," Kairi pointed.

"Yeah, no kidding."

"…Don't you have a test next?" Kairi suddenly asked. Sora paled and groaned.

"Damn it!"

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Author's Rambling: It took me at under ten revisions on this chapter. TEN! I was very annoyed by that. I didn't bother checking cause I have math homework to do.

Oh, and note: Roxas' over 604 years old. He barely hit the 600 mark. X3