WARNING: EXTREME YAOI IN THIS CHAPTER!

This is the chapter you've all been waiting for: the yaoi! In fact, I really liked writing this one... the pervert I am.

So some starting notes before we get going...

In the last chapter, Gupta said something in Arabic and the ever-forgetful me forgot to put in the translation. . He said "He's beautiful" (if I got it right...) when commenting on Matthew.

Also, the chapter title is named after the Vocaloid song "Magnet". I was listening to it while writing this and thought it would be a fitting title.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this next chapter!

Chapter 7

Magnet

They burst messily in the front door, Arthur's legs wrapped around Alfred's waist as the taller blonde carried him inside. The door shut on its own as they kissed each other lustfully, barely getting any time to breathe. Alfred stumbled down the back hall, seeing as it was hard to move and make out with someone at the same time, and eventually got the door to his room open.

Kicking the door closed, he stumbled over to the bed and dropped Arthur on it, landing messily on top of him soon after. Alfred ripped off his glasses, throwing them on his nightstand as he went down for some more lip action. Panting, he came back up and started to undo Arthur's shirt, popping a button off on accident.

Arthur began to kick his boots off, using Alfred's back as leverage, and groaned when the other began to place butterfly kisses on his collar bone. Alfred stopped, threw his own shirt off, and knelt over Arthur, looking deep into his eyes for a moment.

The moonlight from the window was the only light in the room and gleamed against Arthur's skin, making him appear… beautiful. His emerald eyes were shining in a seductive manner and a small smile was on his face. The hunter leaned in, taking in the beauty before him. He placed a hand behind Arthur's head and kissed him gently.

Arthur's hands found their way to Alfred's belt and began to remove the other's pants, revealing the boxer's beneath. Alfred pulled away from their kiss and began to do the same to Arthur while nibbling on his neck.

"Mmm… Alfred…" Arthur muttered, his fingers wandering into Alfred's boxers.

All articles of clothing were removed in seconds and Alfred began to push himself into Arthur, making the man squirm. While doing so, he ran his tongue along the other's lips, requesting entrance. Arthur let them join their lips again, their tongues wrapping together.

"A-ah… Alfred…" Arthur gasped as Alfred went in harder and faster.

"Shhhhh…" the other blonde said, touching Arthur's cheek. "Just focus on me…"

Their lips joined again, Alfred's tongue exploring Arthur's mouth. It ran against two sharp incisors and his eyebrows arched. Aha.

He thrust into Arthur again, gaining a loud moan from the Brit.

"Alfred… Alfred, faster…"

The hunter complied, this time getting a strangled sounding scream.

"What is it?" he panted, leaning over his partner.

"Hurts…" Arthur gasped. "But… so… good… Alfred…" His hand clutched Alfred's shoulder, feeling some twisted flesh but not caring at the moment. "Do it again…"

Alfred pushed further into Arthur, watching as the other arched his back at the action with a loud moan.

"Gah… Alfred… I think I'm going to…"

Alfred leaned over him again, kissing his forehead as he screamed, "ALFRED!"

Arthur panted as he went limp on the bed, chest rising and falling rapidly. Alfred slowly removed himself and straddled the Brit, touching his face. He leaned down and kissed the man's lips, stroking his hair tenderly. Arthur reached up and messed with Alfred's hair after he pulled away, resting his mouth in the crook of his neck. He then kissed Alfred's neck and bit down hard.

The hunter panicked, ready to hold the other down and apprehend him but he relaxed when he realized it was a regular little love bite and he chuckled slightly.

Arthur pulled away from Alfred's flesh, his eyes a little glazed over. He relaxed on the bed, eyes fluttering slightly. Alfred rolled over to lie next to him and held him close.

"Are you tired?" he asked softly.

"Mmm-hmm…" Arthur nodded, nuzzling into Alfred's chest.

"Then get some sleep," the hunter murmured, kissing the Brit's forehead. He took the covers in one hand and pulled them over their naked bodies. "Good night, love."

Arthur smiled softly and his eyes fluttered shut, victim to sleep in a few minutes. Alfred smiled and stroked his partner's blonde hair, his blue eyes glinting in the dark.

Yes, sleep. Because I know now. I know that you are not human…

Arthur woke up the next morning feeling sore all over. At first, he wondered what he had done the night before to make himself feel so terrible… and then he remembered. Of course, his reminder had his arms wrapped around him while he slept so it probably wasn't too wild of a guess.

The Brit shifted under the covers, noting that Alfred's leg was possessively hooked over his hip, and went over what had happened the night before. As it all came flooding back, he felt his heart slowly sink into his stomach. He had been infiltrated. His defenses were completely shattered and by what, a bunch of lie-filled kisses and some lust? How pathetic.

Cursing under his breath, Arthur quickly got up and zoomed to the window, pulling the curtains closed. He couldn't afford the sun to be shining on him when Alfred woke up. He zoomed back at a speed that no human could reach and was back under the covers, Alfred's leg over his hip again.

Arthur looked into Alfred's sleeping face. So this was what he was defeated by, a dorky nineteen-year-old who needed to lay off on the sugar. But he felt like he was drawn to him somehow. Arthur touched Alfred's face, brushing his cheek. He was so handsome and charming… He felt his face flushing until his fingers traveled down to Alfred's neck, resting on the hickey he had placed there.

Shit.

Sure enough, there was a little mark shaped like a chrysanthemum blossom on the little red area where Arthur had given him a hickey. The vampire curled his hands into fists as he cursed himself. This wasn't supposed to happen… not at all. He had just mated with a human and for vampires, mating was for life. Arthur had made love with the man who was out to kill him and now they were bound for eternity.

But Alfred wouldn't know. No, Alfred would never know. He would never see the mark on his neck because it was only visible to vampires and others that could see such supernatural things. Even if he did, he wouldn't know what it meant. So, he wouldn't tell Alfred and he would let his mate get away with killing him even if it meant…

He choked down a sob. It hurt too much to think about that. He had feelings towards Alfred that he had never felt before. Arthur curled up in a ball, clutching his head. Things had changed drastically now. He couldn't kill Alfred, no matter what. He was…

"Arthur…?" Alfred mumbled, his eyes slowly opening. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yes, Al-Alfred…" Arthur stuttered, wiping at the tears forming in his eyes. "I'm f-fine…"

"You're crying…" Alfred muttered, wiping at the other's face. "Why are you crying?"

Arthur ducked his head down, hiding his face.

"What is it?" Alfred asked. "Come on, Arthur tell me…"

Arthur shook his head. Alfred couldn't know, no matter the cost, he couldn't know…

"Oh no…" Alfred gasped, looking horrified. "It's about last night isn't it? I-I am so sorry! I didn't mean to go that far and-"

"No, no…" Arthur said, looking up. "It's not that… I'm fine, Alfred, really. I just… had a nightmare, that's all."

"Awwww! Poor Artie!" Alfred exclaimed, pulling the Brit close to him. "I'll make it all better!"

Arthur relaxed against Alfred's skin, resting his head on his chest and letting a smile come to his lips.

"Thank you, Alfred…" he muttered and Alfred looked down at him, surprised.

"…You're welcome…" Alfred said.

"Hey… Alfred?" Arthur said after a minute of silence.

"Mmm?"

"Do you believe in love?"

Alfred was silent for a moment. "Like… what do you mean?"

"As in falling in love with someone and knowing that… well… that they are your true love," Arthur responded.

"I… I never really thought about that before…" Alfred muttered. "I guess that it's possible… Why?"

"No reason."

Alfred ran his hands through Arthur's hair as he pondered some things. Maybe this wasn't a good idea… he thought. I shouldn't have gone with the flirting; it's going to backfire eventually. He looked down at Arthur's naked body and felt himself flush. Or maybe it already has…

He heard someone walking down the hallway and into the kitchen and then his world froze. Uh oh… He totally forgot about Mattie.

"Get up now," he said, launching out of the bed.

"Eh?"

"My brother's still here," Alfred hissed while struggling to pull his pants on. "I don't think he's going to be happy when he finds out I just slept with the town's professor."

Arthur blinked at him and pulled himself out of the bed, quickly finding his trousers. "Good point."

They dressed hastily, helping each other if one couldn't find a certain article of clothing or if they needed help getting something on.

"Where's my shirt?"

"Here it is."

"Thanks. Dammit, this isn't my tie."

"It looks like yours. I have mine."

"That's because you're wearing mine, you git…"

"Oops."

"Hold on, your hair's a mess…"

"So is yours."

"It's always like this."

"…Oh…"

"Okay… I found one of my boots…"

"Other one's under the bed."

"How the hell did it get under there?"

"Truthfully, I don't know…"

"Are we ready then?"

"Yep. Wait… this tie isn't mine…"

"What do you mean?"

"…I don't wear a tie…"

"…Then… who's is it…?"

"I have no idea…"

"Okay, just take it off and forget about the blasted tie!"

"I know what I want to take off~…"

SLAP!

"Don't be vulgar!"

"Ow… Okay… Geez…"

The two hurriedly bustled out of Alfred's bedroom, still getting rid of all signs of sex hair and wrinkly clothes. Arthur was trying desperately to straighten out his tie as Alfred was laying out the plan.

"Okay, we rush past the kitchen and out the door, hoping that Mattie doesn't see us," he whispered. "Then I run you back home and I jump through my window, acting as if nothing ever happened."

"And that's going to work?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't it?"

"Let's just get on with it…" Arthur sighed.

"Got it…"

The two leapt out from the hall and were about to make a break for the door when Matthew stepped out in front of them, arms crossed over his chest. The two men laid on the brakes and almost plowed the third over, stopping as fast as their feet could allow.

"Heh… Hi, Mattie…" Alfred grinned sheepishly, trying to ignore the scalding gaze his brother was aiming at him. "How are you this morning?"

"Good morning, Alfred…" his half-brother said, beginning to tap his foot. "I didn't know we had a guest."

Alfred looked back at Arthur, who looked up at him fearfully, and then looked back at Matthew.

"You mean him?" he asked, pointing to Arthur. "Oh, he stayed over-night cause we were talking about… uh… ways to get rid of the vampire! Yeah! And it got so late that I decided to let him stay here! Right, Arthur?"

Arthur nodded vigorously. Just as long as he could get out of the house before sunrise…

"So he stayed here?" Matthew asked.

"Yep."

"In your room?"

"…Uh…" Alfred stopped and glanced at Arthur. "Well, the reason he was in there was because we fell asleep while researching and stuff. So we kinda had no choice in the matter…"

Matthew's expression seemed to lighten up a bit. "Well… Okay… Just next time, let me know."

"I will, Mattie," Alfred smiled. "I just have to get Artie here home and I'll be right back."

"Breakfast will be done by then…" his brother said as Alfred started to leave. "Just don't screw around."

"I'm sorry about causing you trouble…" Arthur apologized to Matthew before leaving, the blonde's eyes on his shirt. "If there's anything I can do to make up for that…"

"No, you're fine," Matthew smiled. "Just make sure my idiot of a brother doesn't hurt himself."

"I will," Arthur smiled as he exited. "Goodbye."

Matthew smiled and waved as the man left with his brother. Once they were gone, he sighed and leaned against the counter. Arthur's shirt was missing a button and there was no way that Alfred could argue against the fact that they had been doing something the night before. After all, Matthew's walls weren't made of concrete.

"That was a close one…" Alfred chuckled as he walked Arthur to his cabin. "I thought I'd be nailed for sure…"

"So I take that you don't sleep with someone you're helping on a normal basis?" Arthur asked playfully.

"Last night was my first time," Alfred said, crossing his arms behind his head. "Now I can no longer say that I'm a virgin."

"Me neither, I guess…" Arthur sighed, looking up at the sky. The sun was starting to peek over the mountains. If it got any higher, his cover would be blown.

"Well, here we are," Alfred said, stopping at Arthur's door. "I, uh, guess I'll see you later…?"

Arthur smiled softly and touched Alfred's arm. "I'll be around." He pushed himself up to kiss Alfred goodbye, quickly pecking him on the lips. "Maybe tomorrow night."

"Sounds like a date," the hunter smiled, kissing Arthur on the forehead. "I'll be looking forward to it."

Arthur smiled as he unlocked his door, slowly entering his dark house. Alfred waved a hand in farewell and the Brit winked at him before closing the door.

Once inside, he made sure to lock the door and pushed his back against it, sliding down onto the floor. Arthur buried his face in his hands and shook his head, willing for those damn feelings of his to disappear without a trace.

But he couldn't undo what had been done.

Professor Arthur Kirkland, vampire of the Kyūketsuki mansion, was in love with Alfred F Jones, the man who would be his demise.

By the way, I would like to take this time to say that I am working on a fanfiction with my friend melonkitty called "Kokuren no Kodomo-tachi." I would very much advise that you check it out.

Thanks for reading and reviewing!