Sa! Gomenasai minna, I've been so busy! I've had this chapter written out in my notebook but haven't had the time to post it.
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Well as a true "I'm sorry", I've snuck a tiny lemon in here. ) Enjoy and reviews are welcome!
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All through the next day, Quatre didn't leave his bed and refused to eat any food. He even refused to speak and just stared off into space with glassy eyes devoid of any emotion. No matter how hard the other pilots tried, they couldn't get him to even acknowledge that they were in the room with him.
"Man, he's just wasting away before our eyes!" exclaimed Duo as he plopped into a chair in the kitchen after an unsuccessful attempt to snap Quatre out of his trance.
"Although his mindless state is alarming, it's his refusal to eat that has me worried. A body can only last so long without food before it begins to shut down as well." Wufei said from his perch on a stool.
"He hasn't even MOVED!" sighed Trowa raking a hand through his sandy brown hair. "It's like he's not in there anymore. Like, what we see is just a hollow shell of him. No emotion, no voice, no life at all."
"What has my interest is what would cause him separate himself like this. What is it that he can't face and had to resort to shutting himself down?" asked Heero in his quiet and gruff voice from his corner leaning against the counter.
The mood around the house had darkened considerably as the days went by and Quatre showed no signs of even the slightest improvement. All the other pilots could do was sit and watch their gentle friend slip further and further away from them and into his own darkness, being jolted awake in the middle of the night with his screaming. His inner demons tormenting him in his few hours of forced medicated sleep. His large lack of rest showing up in the dark circles that had begun to show under his eyes was a stark contrast to his paling skin.
"Well before he burrowed into himself, he told me someone was trying to hurt him….." began Trowa with a frown.
"WHO!?" the other three pilots fairly yelled and even stonic Heero seemed to jump up from their seats ready to fight and defeat anyone who would try to hurt their gentle friend.
"Uuuhhh….. a vampire." He murmured.
Suddenly a loud crash and the tinkle of broken glass riveted their attention up towards Quatre's room.
"NOOOOO!!!! IT'S NOT ME!!" came Quatre's scream of horror that sent the other pilots scrambling up the stairs and rushing to his room at top speed all while hearing him continue to scream and more sounds of things being thrown and broken in his room.
Bursting through his door even the battle seasoned pilots had to gasp and stare at the total destruction that they saw. All his mirrors were ripped from the walls and smashed. His bookcases were turned over and all his precious books were strewn around the room, some even in bits and pieces. His pale blue bed sheets and comforter were ripped from the bed and his feathery pillow slashed and the feathers littered the bed and the floor around it.
Quatre was standing by the open window partially hidden by the ripped curtains that whipped around in the gusts of wind from the storm that raged outside. His back was to them but the other pilots could see his pajamas were ripped and hung loosely from his thinning body, wet by the furious rain that blew in. Trowa also noticed that it had stains of blood from the slashes on his hands that bled freely, dripping thickly onto the floor.
Walking carefully around all the broken glass with his feet clad only in socks, Trowa reached out and gently touched his friends trembling shoulder. He could feel Quatre instantly tense up from the contact and his heart was racing a mile a minute.
"Quatre? Are you alright?" he said softly while trying to get a clearer view of the blonde's injured hands. From what he could see none of the wounds looked too good. Many were deep and he had quite a few dangerously close to the vital vein that ran from the hand and down the wrist into the arm.
"Quatre what did you do to yourself? What happened?" Trowa asked him with his voice full with sadness. Although he was standing close to him Trowa could barely hear the response that Quatre murmured through pale and chapped lips.
"I'm a monster……" came the low whisper that didn't conceal the defeat in his voice. After a few moments of stunned silence Quatre suddenly turned around quickly and roughly pushed Trowa away from him.
"Stay away from me, all of you!" he yelled. The other boys stared opened mouthed at the expression on his face. His normally crystal blue eyes were now deep pools of dark blue-black that were wild with fear. His pale blond hair that he took such care of now hung limp and dull in his face and his skin was almost ghostly white. Unnerved by his violent behavior the others quickly left the room and closed the door. They silently trudged down the stairs and back to the kitchen to try and figure out a way to help their poor friend.
Alone in his room, Quatre stood staring at the closed door. Suddenly his vision blurred and quick flashes of his friends lying in their own blood brought him crashing to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Curling into the fetal position Quatre covered his face with his hands and cried for what seemed like hours.
Soon he felt as if he couldn't cry anymore and weakly got to his feet. A quick glance at his clock that was thrown to the floor showed it was past midnight and his friends hadn't returned to try and get him to eat food.
"See? They do not care for you. You are like a little pet for them. Some pathetic animal that they don't even want to feed anymore"
"I can't stay here anymore." he said in a monotone voice and staggered to his closet. After throwing a few random pieces of clothing into his old book bag, he slipped out the window and climbed down the tree that grew by his window. Turning only once for a last glimpse at the house, he silently walked down the road and disappeared into the moonless night.
About an hour later Quatre found himself at the sakura tree where the whole nightmare had started. A faint scuff of a shoe on the ground behind him made Quatre turn around sharply and come face to face with the demon that haunted his every moment.
Gerard smiled at his lovely and innocent toy. Walking up to him he let his hand caress the pale skin of his cheek and brought his lips close to Quatre's.
"I knew you would return to me." he whispered before capturing his lips in a crushing kiss. Quatre brought his hands up to try and push him away but Gerard wound his arm around his shoulders and pressed his body to Quatre's while using the other hand to keep their lips locked together. Quatre felt him slip something into his mouth and had no choice but to swallow it because of the other man's lips preventing him from spitting it out. Soon he fell limp and unconscious against Gerard as sleep soon overcame him.
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"Why are you crying?"
"I am afraid."
"Why?"
"I am lost. No one cares if I exist or if I die."
"I care."
"You do?"
"Don't worry. All will become clear to you soon."
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Quatre was startled awake by something brushing against his cheek. Opening his eyes, he was shocked to find a shirtless Gerard lying halfway on top of him.
"H-hey!" he cried as he kissed his neck with hungry little nibbles. Quatre tried to lift his arms and saw that they were strapped to the bed rather tightly.
"Hush my little angel. Soon you will be reborn and all of the sadness of this life will melt away and you will find true happiness." cooed Gerard with a particularly hard nip to his shoulder that caused him to gasp.
The instant his mouth was open Gerard quickly covered it with his own and positioned himself between Quatre's pale white thighs. Struggling at the bonds that held his hands captive, Quatre arched involuntarily as his fingers gently brushed over his nipples. Deepening the kiss and slipping his tongue into Quatre's mouth Gerard began to let his hand slip down to ward his bottom and teased the soft skin he found.
Finally releasing Quatre's mouth he let his hungry eyes roam over his delicate angel that he had trapped beneath him. Eyes glazed over, gasps coming from that pretty mouth and little pink nipples hard with secret desire and arousal.
"You are so beautiful like this. Soon your beauty will be eternal." he moaned as he readied himself and swiftly pushed into Quatre who threw his head back and screamed with pain. Pushing into his angel over and over, Gerard gently wiped away the tears that flowed from his tightly scrunched eyes. For what seemed like an eternity, Quatre felt himself being ripped in half with each pounding thrust until Gerard suddenly and savagely embedded his long white fangs into his neck as he reached his limit.
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"Do you want it to stop?"
"YES! MAKE THE PAIN STOP!!!"
"You can never escape the darkness in your heart."
"I'm tired of all the pain. All the sadness. Make it all go away….."
"Yes. Sleep now, for all eternity."
Gerard stood by the bed and watched the transformation begin. His angel's body convulsed and twisted as his master fought the other soul within his new vessel aided by the drug he had forced him to take that was a mix of the most deadly drugs in the world. Arching his back and pulling at the bonds Quatre's body changed gradually. His blond hair began to grow at an accelerated rate, long golden strands snaking their way out onto the bed until it reached waist length. His eyes dilated and their normally pale blue color darkened until they shone crimson like newly spilled blood. His canine teeth pushed through his gums until they were long and dangerous fangs sharper than any knife and his creamy skin now shone almost white as the other soul soon gave up struggling and the greatest vampire in the world was reborn.
"Master." whispered Gerard as the figure broke the bonds and gracefully stepped from the bed and stretched.
"I have finally returned to this world my faithful servant." said a voice much deeper and confidant than Quatre's normally soft and hesitant one. "Now all of humanity will cower before me once again." laughed the figure with a sadistic grin.
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SO! What do you think? Review onegai and I will try to update a bit sooner. Let me know if I should fix anything and any ideas on how I can continue will be welcome too.
Arigato gozaimasu!