A/N: I am so sorry I've been dealing with a few "things" over the last couple of months and haven't quite been in the mood to update so my apologies my dear readers.

Ok well you read chapter 3 right? Well to some of you the beginning of chapter 4 will be a blessing to others well I may want to duck and cover as the bullets and numerous rockets shoot at me.

Well? Are you ready? Cuz this is gonna be one hell of a party!

Kyoya opened his eyes slowly with only one thought on his mind....Was he dead? Kyoya Otori was very much alive much to his surprise. He slowly looked around the almost pitch black room, then at the large window letting the moonlight shine through onto the music room's floor. He took a breath, then another. His mind started up again. Thoughts like, "What the hell had happened?" and "Was that just a dream?" ran through his mind.

"That's the only real explanation for this......right?", Kyoya said to himself in a half whisper half mumble, "It could have only been a dream....I mean ,Dante, a vampire? That's preposterous!" He was soon mentally kicking himself for even questioning the very notion of Dante being a vampire, let alone the very existence of vampires. All of that aside Kyoya was still weak, for he could barely stand let alone move. He glanced at his watch, 3:30 AM, he must have been asleep for a very long time. He looked down at the table he was sleeping on, it was covered in what must have been Kyoya's nightmare induced sweat.

He attempted to stand from his seat, a slight stumble or two but so far he could walk once more. He pulled his cellphone from his pocket and called his chauffeur to pick him up in front of the school. Without question the employee showed up in front of the school. As Kyoya was driven home it began pouring rain followed by thunder and lightning.

As the limousine approached the over-sized mansion Kyoya called home, Kyoya's neck began to ache and burn. He pressed his hand onto his aching neck trying to ignore the pain, but it just kept coming, and soon it began to get worse. By the time Kyoya reached his room his entire body felt like it was on fire he slowly felt himself begin to change. His finger nails elongated and sharpened to a deadly point. His teeth began to harden and soon he grew large white, gleaming fangs. He began to scream in agony as his body transformed into something otherworldly. Soon his body gave in and Kyoya passed out before he could even make it to his bedside. He lied there in an unconscious heap as the rest of the night went on.

Kyoya awoke in bed, his memory of the entire night blank, he sat wondering how he even got into his room. He ran his hand through his hair and noticed a few strands of hair fall from his head. He took a look at his hands and saw viciously feral claws. Yes, his hands still looked human, but his nails were as sharp as ginsu knives. He threw his sheets off in an instant and ran straight for his private bathroom. He looked straight into the mirror. His vision was perfect, his skin was even paler then before, his teeth glistened, and his eyes, his eyes were....different. They were still dark and soulless but they had a certain something to them.

He called for one of his maids. He turned around and standing in his bathroom doorway was the most beautiful maid that worked under the Otori family.

"Yes, master Kyoya?", The maid sweetly asked while bowing, "What can I do for you."

"Look into my eyes.", Kyoya said somewhat instinctively, "Do you notice anything different about me?" The maid's eyes were suddenly wide and she was blushing. This has never happened before. Kyoya got closer, the maid stepped back. Kyoya stepped back the maid stepped forward. It was almost like his very gaze was controlling her. "Come here." Kyoya said softly.

The maid stepped forward instantly. At first she started slowly, then she got faster, soon she ran into Kyoya's arms. What happened last night?, Kyoya thought to himself holding the beautiful and voluptuous maid in his arms. Soon Kyoya found himself holding her tighter and tighter until finally he was so close he could smell her fragrant perfume on her neck....Oh her neck, it felt so soft, he brushed his lips against it....Her skin was so soft. Kyoya couldn't contain himself, he began kissing her neck slowly. He went lower and lower until he was at her collarbone. The maid had her arms laced around Kyoya neck as Kyoya began kissing her more and more, faster and faster.

Soon he couldn't take it he shoved her against the wall forcefully. "M-master Kyoya, w-what are you doing?", her sweet innocent voice was followed by Kyoya's somewhat evil laughter as he approached her.

Kyoya Otori what do you think you are doing?! Control yourself you fool! Kyoya's conscience was no match for his sudden lust. He wanted to stop but he couldn't...not yet....

Kyoya pressed against the maid's body sucking on her neck as she began to softly moan. Next he pressed his lips against hers, she tasted like cherries, his tongue danced in her mouth as his lust for his employee began to grow. He tore her shirt open exposing her laced bra then began sucking at her chest just above the bust but just below the collarbone. He reached under her extremely short skirt and began to fondle her. Kyoya gasped for air and took a good long look at the maid, who was clearly enjoying every second of this. He started to undo her bra but before he could successfully undo the clasp a voice echoed in his head, "Kyoya get a hold of yourself! Do you realize what you are doing? SNAP OUT OF IT!", Kyoya blinked quickly and stared into the blue eyes of the maid he had pressed against the wall. She was panting wildly clearly wanting more "attention". Kyoya backed away wondering how he could ever have let himself go this far.

"Listen", Kyoya began, "You will not tell anybody about this, this "event" never happened. Is that clear?"

"B-but master Kyoya...."

"No buts! I have made a mistake and I apologize." The maid quickly got the picture. She readjusted her almost torn off bra and tried to work with her clearly torn shirt.

She smoothed down her skirt and began to exit the bathroom mumbling,"Teenagers and their hormones, hmph!" Kyoya, much to his displeasure, heard this comment but chose to let it be. He readjusted himself as well, smoothing the wrinkles on his shirt, and tidying his hair; trying not to remove anymore with his talon like finger nails. He sighed and exited the large private bathroom.

Later in the day Kyoya tried to keep his thoughts to a minimum. The maid's fragrance no longer lingered on his body, so that was one less thing to worry about. But his teeth and hands, that was another thing. He couldn't explain it. What could have possibly made him go through this transformation? The good thing was that nobody has noticed the recent "changes" and he was able to go about his day without any other hassles. One thing was different though. The girls of his school seemed to pay more attention to him. A lot more attention. As he walked through the halls heads began to turn. More and more girls looked his way, and even some guys but hey it's high school what can you do?

One other thing was out of the ordinary. Dante was absent. Sure it's a regular thing for teens to get sick from time to time. But it was rather peculiar how he would be absent the day all of these "events" occurred. Where could he be and why would he be absent now?

Club hours had begun and still no sign of Dante. Kyoya's worries got worse when the club theme was a costume that showed off the hands with fancy jewelry. Soon enough people would be staring at his hands and they would notice the giant change they have gone through. He could easily dismiss it as a fashion statement or that he did it for the theme. But the smarter of the bunch, Haruhi, would soon notice something different and Kyoya's little ruse would soon be over.

Kyoya could handle that it's the whole "Stare into my eyes and I will attack you with blind lust ripping your clothes to pieces and possibly impregnating you." that had him worried. Sure countless girls in that room would want to get into Kyoya's pants. But it's their pants that he wanted to remain inaccessible.

"Kyoya-senpai?" The voice broke Kyoya from his self induced trance.

"Are you okay? You seem...out of it today.", Haruhi asked with a worried look on her pretty face. Kyoya looked at her forgetting one important thing. DON'T LOOK INTO HER EYES! Their eyes met and Kyoya's heart began beating rapidly......this is gonna turn into a very long day.

Well that's it for the long awaited chapter 4. Yeah not much but hey i'm a teen, short attention span I mean c'mon. I certainly had fun writing it and I certainly hope you had fun reading it. Well there you have it leave your reviews and get ready for the next chapter!