^.^ so it is once again my turn to grace you all with my presence~~~ This chappie was so derpy ^,..,^ I will say one things so I don't get murdered, I am a fail at this type of fashion so I took the basic ideas from Coffee-Flavored Fate's AMAZING story, Educating America on Alfred's suit. . *is shot* please don't kill me that I /borrowed/ the idea…I feel bad, but once again, my fashion sense is not /that/ good…
Besides that….this worked out interestingly….now we find out what happened to them after they woke up and before the 'heros' get there…if the wolves and hunters are indeed the heros .…and after that even…let's just say….SHIT GOES DOWN! Enjoy~~~
Chapter 7
Alfred walked over from where he stood at the window to the clock to check the time. They had celebrated the day away and now it was about evening. Both boys were still in their messy and deep sleep. Smiling at them he gently reached over to Lovi first. "Lovino" he whispered softly, "C'mon boy wake up." He smiled sweetly. "We need to get you and your brother cleaned up and dressed, I can't teach you about night hunting, much less daylight travel, if you are naked." He moved to rouse Feli from his sleep as well.
Lovino opened his eyes at his master's call and smiled. "Master." He stretched, felling so much stronger after the nights feeding. Beside him Feliciano giggled.
"Good morning, Master." Lovi roll his eyes. "It's evening, dumbass, not morning." Feliciano just shrugged, still smiling and completely unaffected by his brother's attitude. "What are we doing today, master?"
"How about we take a nice shower and get you both all nice and cleaned up. Then we will go out and get you both some new clothes. Sound good?" He pulled Feli up off the bed into his arms. "Let's go sleeping beauty," he smirked and turned to Lovino. "Join us dear." We don't need to get rid of the bodies he decided, as he led the boys, all smiles, into the shower.
The warm water beat against his skin in a way that he had never felt before. Ironically enough, he had never felt so alive. Feliciano sighed in contentment, letting the water hit his face and slide down every curve of his body. He opened his eyes and looked at the down at his feet, where the water had collected the grime on his body and turned itself red. He looked over to his brother, who was staring at his arm in wonder. The droplets that clung to his flesh looked to surreal in the light. His eyes had never beheld such a beautiful sight. Like when he had first woken up and surveyed the room, it looked so different and unlike anything he could have imagined. The detail was more perfect than anyone human could envision.
Alfred watched with a kind of amusement at the brother's reaction to their first shower since being turned. Stepping out of the shower, he dried himself off before turning off the water and holding out a towel. "Let's get out now, who's first?" He careful and thoroughly dried off each freshly cleaned Italian, taking a few moments to revel in the sight of their gorgeous bodies.
"Let's get going then. We will figure out the rest on the way. Any clothes in particular you prefer to wear?"
The boys glanced at each other, knowing exactly where they wanted to go. They both slid to either side of Alfred, wrapping their arms lovingly around his waist and looked up at him innocently.
"There is this one place…" Feliciano began.
"…they'll have something perfect for you." Lovino ended. Feliciano slid his hand up and down Alfred's chest while Lovino's eyes traveled his body. "Armani will look ideal on you."
"Armani? Is that a store? A style?" Alfred's Italian was sadly poor, but he decided to trust the boys. They had been very well dressed when he had met them, obviously very into fashion. He grinned. Huh, blend into Italy. Sounds like fun...I love this place. Feeling a kind of joy rise in him, he led the boys out through the window, retreating into the increasingly disappearing shadows.
"So, how do we get there from here? Don't worry about money or anything...we can work something out. "He grinned wider, revealing his fangs.
They each smiled in turn, revealing their own fangs before leading him to the only shop either of them trusted. Managing their way by traveling through shadows, they came upon the store, unnoticeable by anyone unless they knew it was there. The brother's grinned at each other before opening the door an entering. There were six people working, four males and two females, and only one other customer. The nearest female worker looked up at their entrance, smiling.
"Ah, Mr. and Mr. Vargas, back so soon-" Her face fell when she looked at them. "Uh…are you…ok? Where are your clothes? I…there's something…diff…different about you…" The vampires could taste the fear that had spread throughout her body and grinned. The desire to scream seemed to be building in her mind.
"Allessia…" Instinct took over and Lovino walked up to her, compelling her to remain calm. "You know you don't want to scream."
"I... don't want to scream."
"You want to help my Master find a worthy suit."
"Y-Yes…" Allessia turned and walked away to do as she was asked. Lovino turned and joined Feliciano and Alfred in compelling everyone else.
Alfred walked up to a male employee "Let's start shall we? Something blue perhaps?" The employee led him over to an area in the back. He smiled, I like this place...Italy was definitely a good choice. He looked over to Feli and Lovino, "so, any recommendations?"
Lovino looked him up and down, a sensual glint in his eyes before he waved over one of the compelled workers. "Show me a pinstriped sleeve in a chocolate brown with…" He looked to Feli, "perhaps a cool color shirt." Feliciano nodded, also looked Alfred up and down.
"A darker shade, though, to prevent overshadowing the suit, and washing out such fair and beautiful skin." The humans scampered around to fulfill the vampire's requests and returned with many different types and styles. The boys mixed and matched until Lovino found perfect combination. (~.~ better~)
"This suit will bring out his eyes and this dark teal is perfect to balance out the chocolate, and emphasize his hair." Somehow, it really was easier with his new sensitive eyes. The humans set to work on making the vampire up while the usual was brought out for the Italian's, since they had been regulars in their life. After they were dressed, Feliciano and Lovino immediately ran to his side, completely dazzled by his beautiful look.
"Wow, I gotta say I wasn't sure but I am impressed" Alfred beamed at Lovino. "You two have an excellent taste in stores. I mean this place is great! Such nice clothes, perfect for going out for dinner, eh?"
He grinned devilishly, loving the smiles he got from the boys. Hopefully they wouldn't run into those damn wolves again and ruin these nice clothes. He relaxed as he watched the boys fuss over their own clothes. This has been a great day so far.
Feliciano giggled and walked over to Allessia, who was standing beside the other humans waiting for their next command. He reached out and took her hand in his own and brought it to his lips, planting a sweet kiss on it. "Allessia, my dear, it has been a pleasure to know you all these years." Her body stayed still, but her eyes screamed in fear. Feli laughed again and forcefully yanked her forward, exposing her neck. He then dug his fangs into her neck, spilling her life's essence into his mouth. It tasted like fear and dread. He lived off such emotions. He drank as much as he pleased before snapping her neck and moving on to the next in line, a young man named Ezio.
Alfred chuckled. So they really were regulars here at one time. Shame to waste perfectly good talent but, we cannot risk those wolves or anyone else fining us. Besides...they do look tasty. "The humans have been awfully good. Besides, it would be a shame to stain this nice fabric...don't make a mess this time. We will save that for later." With that Alfred himself grabbed one of them men, digging his fangs on and working to drain him fast, keeping him close to the floor so to avoid the windows.
"Lovi, join us?" he said with a grin, blood dripping down his face.
Lovino chuckled before grabbing the other female worker and finishing her off quickly then moving on to the customer that had been innocently shopping there. He chuckled as the innocent fell dead to the floor with a decent thump. He used the shirt of the last victim to wipe off his face before standing up and moving over to Alfred, sensually wrapping an arm around his waist. Feliciano, after wiping his own mouth, did the same. "Where to now, Master?" he asked, an erotic gleam in his eye.
Mat followed Toni and the others down the street. He wasn't sure but he knew Toni knew the area better than the others. It was like finding three very dangerous needles in a hugely populated hay stack. He looked around; nothing seemed out of the ordinary, no one panicking, no blood and no talk of anything that sounded bad. Ludwig was on edge, he could always seem to sense oncoming danger...and there the boys stopped just a head. "Hey wh-"
Alfred and the Italians were just leaving the store. A nice meal, new threads, and the desire to go see some Roman temples had him in high spirits. That is until he spotted the wolves.
The alert was placed into effect; both vampires froze for a millisecond as all the different smells assaulted their minds. They both took a single step forward to protect Alfred and slightly bent their knees, ready to pounce at a single notice. Low growls emanated from their throats.
On the other side of the battle field, Antonio shuddered, wanting to cry from the assault of death and gore that hung around Lovino. He failed to miss the blood smears across their faces, meaning they had just fed, and judging where they just emerged from, it had been on the nice people that worked there. He swallowed hard, his body starting to violently shake, begging to change and, this time, kill Alfred once and for all for doing this to his Lovi, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. Gilbert wasn't looking at him, but at the vampires ahead of them. He looked back at Mathew, who had gone pale at seeing his long lost older brother.
Alfred looked over at Mat with surprise. Not just wolves...but them too? He quickly managed to pull himself together, looking over at the others with a mask of indifference. "Wolves, did you need something? Otherwise we will just be on our way"
Ludwig clenched his teeth. He was really ready to hurt Alfred now. The boys he had with him were just so young! And fresh blood; not good. Francis could only watch them with a kind of apprehension; he knew they were brothers. He also knew that the vamps had just reviled their true nature, addressing them as 'wolves', although the hunters didn't seem to take notice.
Mat looked at Alfred, his eyes filled with pain and yet a kind of joy. After all this was his brother...and it had been so long. "Al..."
Feliciano growled, he knew the wolves, but there were two other scents he couldn't place. They smelled familiar, but at the same time were completely their own; unique. The shorter blond, who had addressed his master so formally, looked like him so…fratellos? Yes, he smelled like Alfred, but different…human. The other blonde…Gilbert? He has a brother? Those blue eyes caught his attention.
Beautiful…and he's still human…perfect. I wonder what he tastes like. He licked his lips with apprehension.
Beside him, Lovino seemed to be coming to the same conclusions, but his main focus was on Antonio. The Spaniard seemed…hesitant to change, even though his blood was racing with that of the wolf's. He's not changing…but he wants to….Gilbert is keeping him human…why? His eye flicked to Alfred, wondering if he knew why the wolves were hiding their forms even though they begged for release.
Alfred looked over the approaching group, all of whom seemed to ignore his previous conversation started. He noticed how fired up yet reluctant the wolves seemed. Don't want to change in public? Afraid they will lose control...or...he looked over at his brother, he stood tall and fearless next to the wolves as though they were at an equal level. Then it hit him Of course he thinks that after all...I don't think he realizes they are wolves. He looked down to his boys with a smile, then back up to address the others.
"Well, lovely seeing you all again. I have a few things I need to do but we can meet up later if you would like. See ya'll 'round." Hooking his arms through each brother's, he began to lead them away.
"Don't you even think about it, you fucker!" Gilbert snarled, taking angry steps forward. "You have a lot of shit to atone for! Don't fucking think you can walk away from this again!" Both groups stopped a good thirty feet from each other.
Feliciano laughed. A shrill, cold hearted laugh that sent chills up the wolves spines. The vampire looked back at him. "Oh, Gilbert…remember? You let us get away." He cocked his head to the side. "Or do you think you can kill us this time?" Before Gilbert could reply, Lovino snorted and glared at the group.
"Why don't you just go back to the fucking pound like good little puppies?"
Gilbert had never really felt fear before, but what Feliciano and Lovino had become…scared the ever living shit out of him. Feliciano, clueless, innocent, giggly, pasta-loving Feliciano…who couldn't even hurt a bug…stood before him. His eyes calculating and cold. Human blood smeared on his smiling face, which held an innocence of a different kind, like a cruel, demented child.
Lovino, who had always been a snooty, little brat, was now a cold hearted monster. Capable of ripping you apart without blinking an eye. Lusting for you blood. It made Gilbert's blood run cold.
Alfred looked back at the wolves. His boys having done all of the talking, and doing a very thorough job at that, he couldn't help but smirk. He held them close with a kind of pride, though he dare not move a muscle. The others were serious, dead serious, and it wasn't as though he wasn't aware of why Mattie had become a hunter of the supernatural in the first place.
When he had been turned into a vampire, his brother had sworn to find him, capture him, and make sure that he could infect no one else with the vampire 'virus' as some called it. Mat was no longer the shy, shaking teen he was when Alfred had left; now he was trained, prepared and had an aura of confidence, shaky as it may be at times.
Francis stood beside Gil, unsure of what to do. He was too close to the situation in short; he didn't really want to hurt anyone. Ludwig drew a pistol, loaded with special bullets. "Is that so?"
Feliciano's eyes immediately went to Ludwig, drawing out every detail of his face and movements. So the gorgeous one speaks…I want to taste him! His body twitched apprehensively, wanting to leap forward and indulge in such a strong bloodline. Lovino stared at Antonio, a look of disgust upon his face. There was a hate that bubbled just beneath the surface and it was all pointed to his former lover.
Antonio felt his heart break more and more. Unlike last night, now…now he really could see how far gone the brothers were. The way they spoke said it all. Maybe if we had been more upfront with them about this…it could have been prevented. He stifled a groan as his eyes shifted forms and his nails grew an inch or two.
Lovino smirked at this. "It seems you're more hesitant this time. Don't want your friends to know?"
Mat turned to Antonio "What is he talking about?" he asked slowly, his own hand clutching the pistol in his pocket. Ludwig also gained interest in this, though he kept his eye on Feli, who acted like his was undressing him with his eyes. He moved back to stand closer to Mat, uncomfortable.
Francis put a hand on Antonio's shoulder. Hold it together, Toni. Please. Alfred looked upon them with interest. "Wow Franny you really are good. God, our family has the weirdest luck. One becomes a vampire, one becomes a hunter and the other becomes...well…" he broke out in chuckles, loving the looks of suspense on everyone's faces.
Lovino joined Alfred in the laughter, loving the pain etched on Antonio's face. The broken heart and the need for revenge mixed with the instinct to attack the vampires did its job. Antonio fell to his knees with a cry of pain. His entire body shook with the agony and adrenaline that coursed through his veins. Quicker than usual, the wolf overtook his body and with a scream a loud snap filled the air. Every bone snapped to fit a different frame. His face morphed and reshaped, his teeth sharpened, joints cracked to different positions. Everything changed before their eyes to the werewolf that had been hidden just beneath the surface. Gilbert kept his eyes on Alfred, the anger building and his own nails growing, his own eyes changing. The instinct almost driving him over the edge.
Mat watched in horror, his pistol nearly falling out of his hands. "...becomes a werewolf" he finished the sentence Alfred had started. He looked to Ludwig, his attention drawn away from Feli and now to his brother, who seemed on the verge of becoming something else. Mat whimpered, unable to say anything, and praying in his head Gil was not a wolf. He...would hide this from me? Then again he had hide being a hunter. Francis was feeding off the energy coming off the other two, feeling his own instinct for transformation begin to wash over him. As painful as it would be, he couldn't always hold back.
Alfred watched with a kind of interest, noting his brother's expression. "You really didn't know, did you?"
Gilbert took a shaky breath and looked at Francis, nodding, letting him know it was ok to change. It doesn't matter anymore. They know…and this fight is only just beginning. A tremor traveled down his spine making him groan and clutch his middle. He set his red eyes on Mathew and Ludwig, who were looking at him in horror. He halfheartedly chuckled as another wave of pain hit. Should have figured it'd fucking come to this…them finding out this way… He met Mat's terrified violet eyes again. "S-Sorry, M-Mattie…" Pain shot fire to his veins, he screamed. Feliciano and Lovino smiled and looked at Alfred.
Francis could see the pain the others were in, the wolves transforming and the hunters watching their loved one reveal his alpha status plain. He looked over at the vampires. Feli, Lovi, and Alfred...all people he had loved and known for years. All he had lost to the vampire virus. He didn't want to hurt them but, they were a threat and in order to cure them he must attack. He finally let his wolf take over, the pain for his physical shifts and breaks nearly unbearable. The wolf clawed its way out, howling and merciless, the instinct to serve the alpha ruling over him. I'm sorry.
Alfred stepped forward, moving almost protectively in front of his boys. So they all changed...
Lovino and Feliciano glanced at each other before staring at Alfred, not quite sure what to make of it. Not a moment ago, he seemed overly amused, but now…he was worried. And here I thought this would be fun… Lovi leaned in slightly asking a question that seemed very relevant at the moment.
"How exactly do you kill a werewolf, Master?" Feli looked at Alfred curiously, wondering exactly how hard it could be; the night before being not much help since seemed rather fuzzy up until tasting the Asian's blood. Only bits were vivid, like the smell of Gilbert's blood, the taste of his Master's blood, and being held down by Francis. Again, Lovino glanced at Antonio, crouched low, as if waiting for something, Lovino's mind filled with thoughts of killing him.
Alfred looked down to the boys. "The quickest way I can think of is simply ripping them apart. There are weapons that can be used but, we don't have any. We vampires are rather strong anyway, as long as we stay clear of the teeth and aim for the heart we can make it out just fine." He licked his lips, feeling a bit anxious watching the wolves, preparing from an attack like engines reeving before a big race. "You boys are stronger now that you have had rest and blood. The night is on our side."
Mat looked to Ludwig, "What do we do?" but Ludwig just stared at his brother. "I-I don't know" he said slowly. Everything was just wrong.
WOAH SNAP A LOG! Did that just happen? Oh why yes it did! CLIFF HANGER! ^,…,^ the showdown is about to begin~
How will Ludwig and Mattie react knowing that the Bad Touch boys are werewolves? How will the BTT react to fighting in front of the hunters? Will someone die (lawl…yes, I know the vamps are already dead…STFU…they're still walking around and I mean still corpse dead…)? Just wait to find out~~~~
