An/ I did not create this story, my best friend Aiden did. She asked me to post it for her, because the kid is too lazy to make her own account. Blood, Music and Hate. That's all we need to live in this place, where fear, hate and war should only be. Thanks and happy reading! Eli.

Finding Beauty in Negative Spaces

(Chapter 8)

It really didn't have any feelings at all. Feelings to it were an annoyance and only got in its way. The rest of the remains of the bodies were also a drag and were worthless. Once it was finished eating the blood and flesh of the people, it simply threw them against the wall or in some dark corner.

It was sitting in a home now. The house was large and spacious and had been very well lit and decorated in fancy things for a party they were throwing. All the lights were now broken like the guest's bones and all the colors were drained from the house. There were only black, white, and red, lots of red.

By the looks of it, it had been a very large party with about 30 guests. All of them lay on the ground with bodies turned in every which way. Heads and arms were detached, there were cleavages in bones, and flies invaded the house, even if it was only for the remains. The whole room was foul and stunk of rotting organs and blood. Blood marked every single thing in that house now.

The bodies all belonged to students, kids, as it seemed for they were all wearing roughly the same thing: a dark or light blue shirt and jeans or khakis. Looks like the party had been after school. The only thing on the shirt read: 'Marietta City Schools'. It scowled, who needed school anyways?

The body it held in its mouth now was of a girl. The girl was average height and had a blue ribbon in her hair. The hair was of a brown tint and she had blue green eyes. They were obviously contacts. She had writing on her hand that read Rachael Beck. The creature bit into her neck and tore of all the skin there, eating its hard surface which felt like leather but tasted like heaven.

Then suddenly, in a hard and raspy voice, it spoke, "I know you're there, fools." Takumi and Yutaka held their breaths. They had been hiding behind a blue sofa, not speaking. How could he have known? Could it possibly be speaking to them? "Behind the couch, you're there, mongrels." So it was speaking to them.

Takumi was the first to approach, dragging Yutaka along. It stared at them with its teeth bared and anger flaring in its eyes. Takumi had to push arms and legs aside to get to it but get to it he did. He crouched down so they were staring each other straight in the face. Neither of them was soft hearted, and neither of them was to loose. Or so it went in their minds.

"Tell me, why do you do this?" Takumi asked, motioning to the dead bodies.

"I have to eat don't I?" It snapped.

"You don't have to kill so mercilessly. Animals have blood too."

"Fu— off!"

"You need to stop. Now." Takumi was loosing his patience.

"Why? This is the best time I have ever had. I wouldn't listen to you imbeciles if it cost me my life."

"Well it is going to cost you your worthless life!" Takumi lunged at him, heading for the head. It growled and bit deep into the arm. Takumi winced but showed no other sign of pain. He had to make it believe he was alright. But then another thought passed through his head. If he thought he had won, he would catch it off guard.

Takumi screamed and stumbled back. He acted as if he was soothing his arm but he was really cutting into it to draw blood. It attacked again and bit into Takumi's neck. That was when Yutaka reacted and bit into its back. It growled in pain and turned around. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Takumi rubbed blood all over his neck and body and lay back against the wall. He stopped his breathing and didn't move. His body was so still that you would have mistaken it for stone, yet he made sure not to seem too still.

It threw Yutaka against the far wall and something in Yutaka broke, for you could hear a cracking and steel sort of sound emerging form his back. Vampires are stronger than even metal. They can break a rock in half using as much energy as you would to rip a paper in half. In order to break a bone in a vampire, well, you would have a better chance of having 17 cars run over your body at 100mph directly on top of you and surviving. So this gave you the idea of how hard 'it' had to be. It turned around expecting Takumi to be there but he found just his dead body. He laughed and switched form from the bloody body he held now, to Daisuke's perfect body.

Yutaka and Takumi opened their eyes in surprise. It wasn't that they didn't know it could take other bodies, but Daisuke's? Something in their heads clicked. Up until now they had not known why Aiden had killed himself, just that he did. The night they had found him kissing Daisuke they had thought it a sick joke, which was why even Hitomi was laughing. It was just now that they came to understand it wasn't a joke after all. Aiden had truly loved Daisuke. The moment Aiden had seen Daisuke's death, he had killed himself.

Aiden died of love.

'Daisuke' went out the door and you could hear his laughter grow thinner. He had thought he killed them. It was ridiculous how he had sensed them a moment ago behind the couch yet could not tell they were still alive. Or maybe he could but decided to move on.

Yutaka grabbed a knife that had somehow ended up next to him, perhaps for cutting the cake? Takumi had a gun in his hand, the same one Aiden Blood used to kill himself. They got up and came towards each other. They both embraced and laughed. There was a sad and sick happiness in what they were about to do. They saw the dead bodies on the floor and realized what was going on in the world. Whether or not It killed them, they would die, all of them. Not to say you should waste your life like that, but don't take everything so seriously. If you make a mistake, you can try to fix it but you should show the whole world that you're mended. It will all eventually come to an end.

Aiden had died for one of the only reasons there is in this world to die, love. Sure, he had fallen in love with a boy, but love is love and you shouldn't judge people by it, no matter who they love. Hitomi had died for the same reason but couldn't she realize she had always been dead?

As for Takumi and Yutaka, there was a reason they were the only two left. Yutaka put the knife to Takumi's throat while using his other hand to wrap around him. Takumi held the gun to Yutaka's head and used the other to hold his hand. Both their lips touched and a spark known as 'love' was created. A moment as perfect as mistakes themselves. Yutaka slowly started to slide the knife back and forth and Takumi's world started to fade to grey and black. Just before he knew he would never open them again, he pulled the trigger and the last bullet in the gun went through Yutaka's head.

Everything has died.

An/ Sad, I haven't gotten a review since chapter 2...oh well, anyways! Thank you those who took the time and read it. Please review!