Hello guys! Sorry for the hiatus on the rest of my stories. It seems like I only want to work on this one right now.

But anyway, how are you guys?! I've missed you!

Warnings! Gayness, bit of blood, cursing, homophobic slurs and anything else I forgot.

Not a long chapter but hey, I got it up before Christmas. Tell me if you like the twists I put in here? Idk if they are good or if I'm trying too hard. I don't know.

And as always, enjoy!

Bloodmates

Chapter 9

Phil's POV

I forced myself to revert back to my human form and walked back into the living room. It wasn't surprising that my instincts let loose like that. But what did surprise me is that I was able to keep control of myself, despite smelling Dan's delicious blood and having it on my hands.

Dan didn't say anything about it for the rest of the night. Instead he focused on kicking my ass at Mario Cart, in which I cursed a little. Dan was shocked that I could say such words because of how 'adorable my personality is'. That's how he put it, anyway. I blushed a little when he said I was adorable. I couldn't help it! Blushing like a school boy was becoming a common thing around Dan.

It was almost midnight now. PJ still wasn't back. I almost forgot he existed for the few hours I was playing video games with Dan. I was beginning to get worried. What if something happened to him? What if the Hunters caught him? What if I'm next? What if they find Dan to be an accomplice? No. I'm just being paranoid again.

Meanwhile...

PJ's POV

I sprinted down the asphalted roof of an unknown office building. This guy just wouldn't let up! I jumped from the rooftop to another almost effortlessly until a small blade was thrown at my leg, narrowly embedding itself in my calf. I curse under my breath as I kept running.

"Run faster! Maybe you'll lose me!" The mysterious vampire laughed as he threw more blades and other sharp objects at me. It was the same vampire that assaulted me a few days before. Bastards been on my ass ever since. Thank God he doesn't know where I live. Yet.

Everything I threw at him with my powers weren't working. He was reading my mind and could predict every move I made. It was an awful feeling to know that I was losing this fight. I had to do something before he fatally wounded me. Another blade grazed my shoulder. I knew he was just playing with me. Having fun torturing me while I ran for my life. Sick.

That's when I see a metal beam on the roof ahead of me. I smirk as I try to block and rearrange my thoughts. I lift the metal beam with my mind as I jump to the next rooftop. As soon as I hear him jump, I throw the metal beam. It takes him by surprise.

It struck.

The metal beam hits him hard and knocks him into the building he was jumping from, making him fall into the alleyway below. I could finally catch my breath for a few seconds. I listen to see if I could hear any movement from below. Nothing. I jump down 15 meters to the ground of the alleyway. Still no movement. I tilt my head in amusement.

"Given up yet?" I ask in a mocking tone. I'm answered with a sudden rush of air. He is suddenly in my face. His hazel yes turning red in an instant.

"No. Now you're just pissing me off." He said as he grabbed my shirt and forced me against the brick building. I grabbed his wrist out of instinct.

We both stop as we felt the familiar feeling of electricity course through our bodies. I see his eyes flash a brighter red and I knew mine did the same. We stare into each others eyes for a full minute before he pulled me closer and I lean down.

Our lips met hesitantly for a second. I close my eyes as it grew more intense and passionate. It was the single greatest thing I have ever felt in my life. Our lips crashed against each other, hot and heavy. I let go of his wrist and instead of pushing him away like I intended, I ran my fingers through his short scruffy brown hair hair and pulled softly. I feel him groan against my lips. That seemed to make him come to his senses because he pushed me away hard and wiped his mouth like he was disgusted.

"Fucking fag! H-how dare you take advantage of me like that!" He shouted, turning away. He was so flushed, even his ears were red. I knew he liked it as much as I did.

"Why are you fighting me? Trying to kill me? We are the same." I said, licking my lips a little. God, he tasted sweet.

He scoffed at me and shook his head.

"I already told you. I have my reasons. Vampires are the scum of the Earth. And they should all be eliminated." The vampire said and turned back to me.

"You do realize you just called yourself scum, right? Come on, I bet you're a cool guy without this whole 'revenge' concept." I said and he shook his head again. He looked up at me, his hazel eyes almost looking broken for a second.

"Yes, well. We all have to die someday." He said and turned away from me again before he started walking away.

"At least tell me your name." I said as he walked away. I felt like I needed to know his name. He stopped briefly.

"Chris. My name is Chris." That was all he said before he disappeared. I couldn't help but feel disappointed but accomplished at the same time.

That's when I decided it was best to go home. No reason to get into more trouble. I was sure Phil was worried about me. I knew I had to tell him about this. It could not only endanger me, but Phil and Dan as well. Even though Dan is human, and most likely innocent in this, he might be killed as well for being associated with Phil. I couldn't let that happen.

Phil's POV

I hear the front door open. I had already sent Dan to bed. I needed to talk to PJ about something. Something nonhuman related. I made Dan promise me that he wouldn't try to hurt himself again. He seemed to agree alright. He didn't argue or look like he wanted to argue about it. Though, he was reluctant to leave my side. I found that cute.

PJ entered the room and sat on the couch beside me, looking confused and spaced out more than anything. I was kind of concerned now. What had happened while he was away? That's when I caught the scent of another vampire on him. Oh?

"Are you okay?" I asked and looked at him. He looked over at me and shook his head slowly.

"I'm being hunted."