"Hey, what's up?"
"The heat. The summer in Florida is almost more than I can take."
I chuckled as I could clearly see the sweat drops on Godric's head, even though it was already eveing. This, video chatting with Godric at least once again, is what are friendship had reduced to since Serino and Godric broke up. As a friend in between, it was painful to watch your two best friends break up. Serino was basically just a mess, and it took effort to just get him out of the apartment. Meanwhile, Godric seemed unaffected. It was concerning to say the least. About two days after Serino's appearance at my door, we'd both gone back to the apartment together to talk thing through with Godric, only to find a note, saying that Godric had unexpectedly moved back to Florida to live with his dads.
"If it's that bad, then just come back to North Dakota." I suggested.
It was a lame try, but by now, I was basically willing to do anything to get those two back together.
"If you just called to nag, I should just hang up right away." Godric sighed.
"Godric, don't be stubborn!" I heard a far off voice call. "Talk to your friends, or before you know it, they're gone."
"Yeah, before you know it, they're gone." A child's voice repeated.
Suddenly the very same child appeared on the screen next to Godric. He looked fairly weak, with black hair and freckles.
"Who have we here?" I asked with an amused smile.
"This is my new annoying little brother." Godric said, looking just like he used to do with Serino. "Marcellus. Salazar and Marcus decided to adopt again. He's been here for five days, but he sure doesn't take long time to adapt to being the center of attention."
"Hi." Marcellus said with a big smile that missed a few teeth. "Did you know that Godric sometimes calls out… hmpf."
Godric covered his new brother's mouth with a firm palm.
"Dad!" he called out. "Marcellus is disturbing me."
"Marcellus, come play outside instead." A much darker voice than the one before called. "I'll teach you how to tackle someone."
"Oh no you don't!"
Regardless of what he would do once out side, Marcellus left sight and it was back to just talking to my friend.
"Are you at least coming back to the beginning of the school year?" I asked, although I pretty much knew the answer already.
"I don't know, okay." Godric sighed. "I still have a lot on my mind. So just… stop pressuring me."
"Alex, Septimus is here!" Janice called from down stairs.
"I'm in my room!"
Godric snickered on the other side.
"Look who's gone lovey-dovey." he said, and just then the door opened. "Hi Septimus."
Septimus looked around a little confused until he spotted the computer.
"Hi Godric." he said, waving happily, and hugged me from behind. "Enjoying the sun?"
"Not particularly." Godric admitted with a sigh.
"Why do you think I left?" Septimus said with a small smile.
"Destiny." I suggested playfully.
"Hardly." Septimus chuckled.
Godric had a glimpse of realisation suddenly and his face turned grim.
"Oh, Septimus. I met Gabrielle today."
Septimus, who still had his arms around my neck, stiffened at the mare mention of her name. I squezed his hand gently.
"What did she say?" I asked.
"Nothing much, she just looked at me as though I was possesed by the devil, and told me to give you my regards, Septimus."
Septimus snorted.
"You should have kicked her in the face." he muttered.
"I wanted to, trust me." Godric said with a small smile. "Well, I have to go. I'll talk to you some other time."
And without further ado, Godric logged off. I turned with a small sigh to Septimus.
"Well, that went well." I said sarcastically.
"Maybe you should just let him be for awhile, and let those to work thing out on their own." Septimus suggested. "No one likes it when outsiders meddle in their affairs."
"Yeah, I guess." I said to myself, swirling around in my chair, before a thought accured to me and I smiled. "Hey, you haven't greeted me properly today."
Septimus leaned his head to the side in a questioning manner.
"I hugged you, didn't I? Doesn't that count?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"For the man who devotes all his time to you, you offer nothing but a side from behind?" I asked with a pout.
Septimus blushed and looked away.
"You don't have to be so melodramatic." he mumbled.
I chuckled and pulled him closer to me by his waist.
"Well?" I asked hopefully and looked up at him with a smile that had more than once gotten me what I wanted from various people.
"Well what?" Septimus asked obliviously and looked down at me with a curioius look.
"Are you going to greet me properly or do I have force your love out of you?"
Septimus frowned in suspicion as I looked up at him with a devious smile.
"Alex, what are you up to?" he asked, looking warily at me.
"Nothing I'm not allowed to do as your wonderful boyfriend." I said with a shrug before I pulled him even closer. "My greeting?"
"Is it really that important?" Septimus asked, looking me straight in the eyes so that his raven hair fell like a curtain around us.
"Yes…" I said with a smile.
Septimus leaned closer.
"Well if it's that important to you…" he said slowly and our noses touched.
To my surprise he just kissed my nose lightly.
"Hi." he added before he miraciously slithered out of my grip and sat down on my bed. "I was thinking we should start planning for Serino's birthday."
I looked dumbly at Septimus as he sat, legs crossed, on my bed, looking through updates on his phone and acting as though nothing had happened just a moment ago.
"No." I stated bluntly and got out of my seat. "That's not how you greet your boyfriend. That's how you greet your grandfather."
"Well, you are getting a few grey hairs." Septimus said without even looking up.
"What really?" I asked despite myself.
Septimus giggled and I looked back to him.
"That's not funny." I said with a small pout. "And futhermore, I'll force that love out of you."
I took a few steps forward and suddenly Septimus seemed to get very contious.
"Alexander?" he asked.
"Yes?"
Gently I pushed Septimus back onto the bed and strattled him, carefully placing his phone on the table next to my bed.
"Prepare yourself." I said with a sly smirk.
"Prepare myself?" Septimus asked, blushing deeply.
"For attack." I snickered, and before Septimus had the time to defend himself, I attack, tickling his waist, where I knew he was the most sensitive.
Septimus squirmed under me and giggled hysterically.
"S-stop!" he gasped, trying in vain to get me off him.
At this point I wasn't particularly thinking of getting a "propper greeting". What I really wanted was to listen to Septimus' laughter. Despite all the time that had passed, and his clear improvements, Septimus' laughter was still a rarity so I took my every chance to listen to it, even if I had to use an excuse like this. After a few more moments, Septimus managed to grab my face. He was gasping for air and tears from laughing trickled in the cornor of his eyes.
"I am this close to kicking you in the gut." he said, still gasping. "However…"
Septimus closed his eyes and kissed me softly on the lips.
"Hi honey, I'm home." I said although he was blushing so madly that he couldn't even look me in the eyes.
Even I had to blush at that but I quickly hid it by kissing him. Suddenly there was a harsh rattle on the door.
"ALEXANDER, OPEN THIS DOOR AT ONCE!"
I stopped what I was doing abruptly and frowned.
"That voice…" I said to myself.
"WHAT YOU'RE DOING IS A CRIME AGAINST EVERYTHING WE STAND FOR!"
"Just a second, I just need to…"
Before I could get off the bed, the door was kicked open, revealing the owner of the angry voice. A girl, by the looks of it being 15, stared at me with intensity.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" she yelled and litterarily yanked me off the bed. "Preying on an innocent teenager."
She said the last part whispering.
"I thought you were better than that."
Before I could reply, Zeed rushed inside.
"Alex, I'm sorry, it just slipped." he said with an apogetic smile. "I was with Heinz, and then, she was there, and then… and they just started to ask questions so I accidentily mentioned him."
"You were right to tell me." the young girl that was still holding onto me hissed at Zeed. "And you should have told me sooner. Really, Alexander, I didn't think you would reduce yourself to something like this."
"Maybe if you'd give me a chance to explain…" I hissed back at her.
"What is there to explain when I find you in bed with… one of them."
The last part was whispered into my ear so that no one could hear but me.
"That's…"
"Don't try to fool me."
The two of us glared at each other. As always this girl was getting on my nerves, not only because she had interrupted my alone-time with my all precioius boyfriend. The tense silence was broken when Septimus spoke up.
"Alexander? What's going on?" he asked looking straight at me. "Did I do something wrong?"
It was as though my heart could break at the hurt look in his eyes and right now he was using his ice-blue sight (the one when he can basically read minds) to desperatly try to figure out what was going on.
"No, of course not." I said. "Septimus, this is my baby sister, Maria. Maria, this is my boyfriend, Septimus. I swear by the grave of our mother, that I haven't done anything, and if you don't believe me, you can se for yourself."
Maria sneered but she actually let me go and strode over to Septimus. Carefully, she lifted his head and inspected his neck.
"Your neck is as pure as newly fallen snow." she said before she turned to me again with a glare. "Make sure you keep it that way."
"Stop acting like you're the grown up here." I muttered.
"Something tells me, you two have a lot of things to catch up with." Septimus said, smiling sweetly at Maria. "I'll just be back some other day. It was very nice to meet you, Maria."
"Wait." I called grabbing his hand before he got the chance to leave. "If you're leaving you have to pay."
Septimus looked up at me and I smiled teasingly at him, making him blush.
"R-right here?" he asked.
I nodded in confirmation.
"In front of your sister? And Zeed?"
I nodded again, watching Septimus' blush grown deeper. With a sligh puff Septimus leaned upwards and placed a small peck on my lips.
"I'll call you later." he muttered, before he rushed out.
After all this time together, he was still so embarrassed by any kind of attention. I smiled to myself slightly as I watched him go.
"Get a grip!" Maria complained, hitting me over the back of my head. "All this love-crap is disgusting."
"What about you and Hawk?" Zeed questioned, making a weirded out face.
"What Hawk and I have is a spiritual bond." Maria said coldly, sitting down at my bed, legs cross, and still looking rather distasted.
"You sucked his blood, didn't you?" I asked.
Admittidly, I hadn't seen my sister for quite some time, since she was working by the government, but I was none the less, her brother, and at times like these, I could read her like an open book. Maria scoffed.
"That's none of your business." she said quickly. "Because Hawk, is not a pure blood."
I glared at Maria.
"As I've already told you, I haven't bitten him, and I have no intention to do so either." I reminded, and somehow it was beginning to seem like a standard procedure.
I'd said the excact same thing to both Zeed, aunt Janice, uncle Dimitri, uncle Vladimir, uncle in law Alex, my cousin Janice, and for whatever stupid reason, even Mike (who was in Belgium with Janice over the summerbreak).
"Be careful, okay?" Maria said with a sigh. "If the higher-ups finds out about this they might take action, in order to protect the pure blood."
"I know." I sighed. "But it's a risk I'm willing to take, if I can be with him. If it gets too dangerous, I'll deal with it then, but I don't want to give up on him before there's no other way."
I stayed silent for a while before I continued.
"Either way, the government doesn't have any contact with me anyway. How would they know?"
I send Maria a warning glare, as if daring her to do it herself.
"I won't tell on you." she promised. "I didn't come here to spy on you. I came here on a mission."
Zeed's interest obviously perked at this.
"They only ever send you for top secret missions." he said, looking curiously at Maria who still looked as cool as composed as ever. "What business could you have here?"
"I don't know if you've noticed." Maria answered. "But there has been a great increase of outlaw vampires in this town."
"Yeah, I've noticed." Zeed said. "I took a couple of them down outside Heinz' house."
"So you're here on mission to kill outlaws?" I asked.
Maria was strong, by far stronger than anyone else I knew, but at this point my brotherly instinct took over, and it told me that I didn't aprove of the idea of my sister fighting maniacs by herself.
"Not quite." Maria said absentmindidly. "There's a reason that all of them are drawn here."
"I just figured that it was the presence of two pure bloods." I said with a shrug.
"Oh no. Did either of you two notice that despite their strong scent, neither of Heinz or Septimus have any greater impact on you?"
I frowned, wondering where on earth my sister was going with this.
"What are you saying? I almost bit him the first time we met." I said, just barely regestrating the fact that I just admitted that.
"Because you'd never come across a pure blood before." Maria concluded. "And probably because you fell in love at first sight."
"Where are you leading with all of this?" Zeed complained, pulling a hand through his red hair.
"Both of their smells are being overpowered by another smell." Maria explained. "The smell of someone Surpreme."
Zeed and I looked warily at Maria.
"There is someone in this town, who's blood is so pure that it could make the one who drinks it invincible. A scent, so strong, that it will instantly throw a vampire off guard. As far as I understand it, the intensity of her smell will create a blast that throws just about every vampire within reach away."
"And you're here to protect her." I concluded.
"Who is she?" Zeed asked, looking curiously at Maria.
"Her name is Cindy Overstrand."
I froze.
"Cindy Overstrand?" I asked slowly.
Surely I'd misheard. But Maria nodded.
"She's the cousin of your little boy-toy."
"That can't be." I said, deciding to ignore her disturbing nickname to Septimus. "I've met her almost every day lately. I'm just barely affected."
Maria looked quizingly at me.
"Never the less, such is the truth."
"Then how can I not be affected?" I asked, sighing heavily upon feeling a headache growing.
Maria sighed too.
"I don't know." she admitted. "I refuse to believe that it's something as cheesy as you not being affected by anyone else because you love the boy-toy so much. Nor to I believe that it's got anything with your selfcontrol to do. Zeed, you're by far the most educated amongst us. Do you have any idea?"
Zeed shook his head.
"All vampires have the same instincts, weather they like it or not. Some chose to ignore it, but if the scent of a Supreme is as strong as you claim, it shouldn't make a difference. The scent would be the one thing that could bring out a vampire's true form. Regardless of who."
All three of us sighed.
"Maybe it's about time we discuss this with someone more experienced then." Zeed finally decided. "Let's ask your uncles."
Maria and I exchanged glances with each other but at long last we both nodded and retrieted down-stairs to talk to my uncles and aunt Janice.
Septimus POV:
"BAMBINO!"
I wondered faintly, why everytime I met with Phil, he would attack me with the biggest hug possible, and the Italian would start rambling Italian. It sometimes felt like he was more overbaring that my own dad.
"H-hi, Phil." I said, finally managing to push him off. "I thought you were in Italy."
Phil laughed obnoxiously without actually answering the question.
"You remember my good friend, Brown, si?" Phil asked, gesturing to the manager of the consert-hall, whom I hadn't seen since the time of the Ottoman Empire, consert. Behind him, I spotted the guy named Black, looming, looking highly uncomfortable.
"Yes, I remember. It's nice to meet you again."
Brown flashed me a charming smile (I could see why he was such good friends with Phil).
"We were just going out for dinner while we're discussing the upcoming consert." Phil explained. "Would you like to join us?"
I thought it over for a moment, but then I nodded, since I really didn't have much else to do, except going over to Serino's apartment later to check up on him.
In the end, Phil started talking with Brown about something creepy, while Black and I stayed behind.
"Septimus? Right?" Black asked, hands tucked into his black jeans.
I nodded.
"I don't think we've met when I'm not working." Black continued. "But you seem to be getting along well with most people."
"E-eh, that's not true." I objected. "I just try to be polite."
Black chuckled.
"And that's why men are so attrackted to you." he said. "You're cute and innocent, so you're easy to take advantage of, and they can show you off without having to feel ashamed."
I looked at Black in confusion.
"I don't think everyone are like that." I said. "Everyone have different styles they like. And furthermore, I'm really not that cute and innocent."
Black raised an eyebrow. I could faintly hear him muttering something about "dandere" but I really had no idea what he ment by that so I didn't ask. I looked at him now, for the first time properly, and things became more clair. The look in his eyes (which were strained on Browns back) was one of jellousy and hurt.
"You're dating Brown, right?" I asked.
Black's face flushed to a deep shade of red.
"N-n-n-no… w-w-what m-makes you t-t-think t-that?" he stuttered out.
Eventually he calmed down a little and stared down at the ground.
"I think so." he muttered. "Although sometimes I don't know for sure."
"How do you mean?"
Black kicked the ground a little.
"At first we both hated each other. We were like rivals, and he would always get all cocky when he won." he explained, still glaring slightly at Brown's back. "Either way, we ended up like this anyway. Although I can never be sure if we're in an actual relationship or if I'm just… a toy."
"What makes you think that?" I asked, looking with slightly sad eyes at Black.
Black released another deep sigh.
"He's so polite and gentleman-like when it's anyone but me, but then he turns into a selfcentered beast, who only ever cares about himself." he muttered, his eyes now on the ground. "It's like I'm the only one who's not good enough for his attention."
I thought it over and looked at Brown too.
"Maybe..." I said absentmindidly, but I didn't have the time to finnish my sentence, because just then we reached the small Italian resturaunt called Mi Amour (oh I wonder why Phil chose this one).
"Don't trip over the doorframe." Brown said, opening the door to me.
"Thank you." I said politely stepping inside, followed by Black and Phil, and lastly Brown.
It was a nice resturaunt, and also the place where Alexander and I had gone on our first real date (disaster, since Phil butted in out of nowhere). I really trully liked it, and so I didn't mind being there now either. That is, not until we were all seated. I was now sitting by a cramped table, with Brown across from me and Black next to me and Phil rambling on about some guy he'd met in Italy who aparently was a girl (don't ask me, I don't get it either). Phil was the only one to talk. Black was looking intensly at the table with a constant frown on his face and meanwhile Brown was talking to a waitress, complementing the nice interior.
"Well, what can I get you sirs?" the waitress asked with a kind smile.
"I'll have a number four." Phil said with a charming smile. "With a glass of wine."
"Phil, you shouldn't be drinking alcohol this early on the day." I sighed. "I'll have number five please, with just water."
"Very well." the girl said, sending me a suspicious look. "And you, sir?"
The waitress returned her attention to Brown.
"I'll have a number eight with some Cecilian wine." Brown said calmly. "And he will have a number seven with a soda."
Browned gestured towards Black who's frown deepened.
"Surely, a man should be able to order for himself, don't you think?" the waitress asked.
"Whatever." Black only answered coldly.
"Thank you for your service." Brown said with a polite smile before the waitress left.
Just before they left, I thought for sure I heard her mutter "Poor guys having to put up with the emo squad". It seemed like I wasn't the only one to hear it, because Black suddenly stood up and left the resturaunt.
"I have a headache." he said quietly just before he left.
Phil stood up as well.
"I'll go talk to the poor bella." he said. "And someone should really teach that waitress some manners."
"We're on it."
Out of nowhere, Rasmus and Tim appeared already heading straight towards the waitress.
"H-how…?" I stuttered, but I didn't get the chance to finish my question, because Phil was already out of the door.
And now I was alone with Brown.
"I'm sorry if my being here has caused any inconvinience." I said.
"My, it's been a while since I came across with someone so… obidient and quiet."
"You're cute and innocent, so you're easy to take advantage of, and they can show you off without having to feel ashamed."
Black's words echoed in my head and I looked at Brown who was busy pretending to read the menu.
"How long have you known Black?" I asked, trying to strike as a normal conversation.
"Since childhood." Brown replied, looking rather surprised at the question. "We were always together, although back then we were more like frienamies."
"I wonder…" I said looking at the door where Black and Phil had left. "Does Black have someone in his life?"
Brown raised a questioing eyebrow at me.
"Black has many people in his life. He comes from a big family afterall."
I chuckled lightly and decided it was about time to see what was going on inside that head. I normally wouldn't use my ability to other means than to see if people were up to hurt me, but since I'd started dating Alexander, my paranoia had lessened and I'd begun to use it otherhow too. Like now. I looked down at the table as my vision turned, and everything around me got a blue shade before I looked up again, my gaze fixed on Brown's aura.
"I mean more of… does Black have a lover?"
I knew the answer already, and it was immoral of me to provoke others, but I somehow couldn't stop myself. For whatever reason, I really felt like meddling in other people's affairs. Maybe it was because others were middling with my relationship with Alexander. Brown was annoyed.
"What's with the sudden question?" he asked.
"I was thinking, if he doesn't, then maybe I could set him up with someone." I said feighning innocence. "I have an old friend who I used to date, who likes that type."
Brown's eyebrow twitched almost innotacibly, but tom e, who could clairly see his aura, it was obvious that he was highly annoyed. Ah yes, he really didn't aprove of Black being with anyone else.
"If you love someone, you should tell them that, right?"
Brown's expression changed to match with his personality of surprised.
"Are you having trouble with your boyfriend?" he asked. "The one who was so protective of you."
"Yeah something like that." I sighed with a small smile. "I just feel like there's way too much I don't know yet. But it's fine."
"If he loves you, I'm sure you can feel it." he said.
Anxiousy. He's trying to convince himself.
"I'm sure you're right." I said with a small smile.
Luckily, the conversation ended at that, because Phil and Black returned, just as the waitress did as well (accompanied by Tim and Rasmus), looking rather pale.
"We should all just leave." Phil said. "I'll treat you all to a home-made dinner."
I nodded in agreement, and both Brown and I stood up.
"You should think twice before you speak next time." Phil said coldly.
And with that, we left, the resturaunt. Once again, we ended with Phil and Brown at the front, and Black and I at the back.
"Hey, you're like the first person who really gets me." Black said, hands back in his pockets. "I mean, Phil is okay to talk to, and all, but with you, it's like you take it all in fullheartidly."
"I learned from the master." I said, referring to my old therapyst, Salazar, who'd always listen to my every complaint and odd ways of thinking.
Thinking of him, made me think about Godric again (who apparently was Salazar's adopted son), and that made me remember Serino.
"Phil, is it okay for me to call Serino and invite him too?" I asked. "I'm worried because I don't think he's left the apartment at all for a week."
"Si, of course, bambino." Phil said with a charming smile.
"Great, I'll call him right away then." I said with a smile, reaching to my pocket to grab my phone.
But then I froze. The phone wasn't there. I squeaked in shock (a bad habbit of mine) and all three of my companions turned to me with a worried look.
"I left my phone at Alexander's house." I explained. "I'm sorry Phil, I have to go get it."
"Alright, you hurry." Phil said. "Should I escort you?"
"I'm fine, it's not far." I promised.
And therefor, we said our goodbyes and I headed back towards Alexander's house.
ALEXANDER'S POV:
"Supreme?" Dimitri said thoughtfully. "It's been a long while since I heard that word."
"So there are still some left." Vladimir added.
Maria nodded.
"Do you have any idea?" I asked, looking between my uncles and then to my aunt.
"I've only heard faintly of a Supreme Blood." Janice admitted. "I think you should contact an expert on the subject. Such as your father. He's going…"
"Aunt Janice, please don't ever mention my dad again." feeling pretty pissed off just from hearing about my son of a bitch dad. "Dimitri, Vladimir?"
The brother's exchanged looks with eachother.
"I've only ever met one Supreme." Dimitri said hesitantly. "And that was our last brother. Although, I haven't seen him since we were both human. Before Vladimir here bit me."
"That doesn't help at all." I sighed.
"Maybe. If you've recieved the strenght of a Pure Blood, you can risist the power of the Supreme."
"I didn't bite him!" I hissed, extanding my teeth on instinct.
"No but you want to." Zeed said. "Maybe you're just so obsessed with the scent of his blood that it simply doesn't affect you."
"That's not possible." Maria argued. "Didn't I already tell you that it doesn't work like that?"
"Maybe Alexander slept with him and that's why he's not affected."
"Don't be ridiculous." Vladimir said with a chuckle. "Alexander can't get in bed with anyone."
"Look!" I said with a hiss. "I admit that I want to sleep with him, and yes admit that I want to drink his blood but that…"
"Alexander, you should be quiet now." aunt Janice said suddenly, her eyes flashing with worry.
"Auntie, we still have a bunch of things to resolve and…"
I stopped abruptly when I heard the creaking of a floorboard. I turned around to the door to see Septimus staring at me, eyes wide and ice-blue.
"V-vampire." he whispered. "So that's why?"
"Sep…" I tried.
Before I could finnish the sentence, Septimus turned around and ran.
"We'll return to this discussion later." I said quickly before I got up on my feet and ran after, out in the night.
I looked to the right, and then to the left and spotted his small frame ahead, still running at quickly as he could.
"Septimus!" I yelled.
He didn't stop (obviously) and instead hurried his steps.
"Shit." I muttered.
I ran after and I quickly cut up with him, grabbing his wrist hold him back.
"Let me go." Septimus squeaked. "Please don't kill me."
I pulled him close into a hug, trying to hold his shaking form still.
"I won't hurt you." I promised. "I'm sorry didn't tell you before, I just didn't know how to."
Septimus didn't answer. He just kept shaking.
"Sep, look at me." I said, tilting his head upwards.
He was crying helplessly.
"I-I was wondering w-why you c-c-chose me…" he stuttered. "It all makes sence now."
"Don't say that." I said that, fastening my grip.
Septimus flinched.
"I never had any intention of using you." I promised again desperately.
"How can I believe you?" Septimus whimpered. "You said it yourself. You admitted that you wanted to sleep with me, and you admitted that you wanted drink my blood."
I sighed and cursed when I noticed people looking at us from inside the houses.
"I'm sorry Sep." I whispered before I lifted him in my arms (princess-style). "We'll have to move this conversation elsewhere."
And then I ran, faster than ever before. Within seconds I reached my destination, a big abandoned mansion, far up in the mountains. Without stopping I ran up the stairs until we ended up at a very familiar room where I'd spend most of my childhood. I placed Septimus on my old bed and paced the room for a moment, trying to gather what I was going to say. I didn't get a chance to speek up because just then, Septimus' phone vibrated. When Septimus took it up, I quickly grabbed it, reading Phil's name on it.
"This is Alexander," I answered the phone. "Septimus is busy. Don't call again tonight."
I hung up on the phone and placed it on my old desk. When I took a step forward, Septimus crawled backwards.
"Listen, I admit I really want to sleep with you." I said. "But I don't see why that is so goddamn wrong! It's only natural for me to want to that with you because I love you."
Septimus froze, staring at me with teary, ice-blue eyes, desperatly trying to understand me even though he knew that he couldn't read me.
"Look, I admit that I may have been atracted to your blood the first time we met, but all that changed when I got to know you!"
Septimus still didn't speak.
"Won't you please just trust me?" I begged.
I moved closer and sat down on the bed next to him, careful not to scare him.
"I'll tell you everything you ask me." I promised. "Starting with this. I love you. I love you. I love you, and I will tell you so over and over again until you believe me."
"Have you ever killed a human?" Septimus whispered.
"No." I answered truthfully. "If I drink of a human, I loose the ability to be in the sun. Human blood is like a poison, I suppose. I would never harm you, and I want to be with you forever, however…"
I stood up again.
"If you ask me to go, I will do so and watch over you quietly." I said sadly. "It'll hurt to see you move on, but I'll let it be and accept my loss."
Septimus grabbed my wrist as I was about to leave.
"I l-love you." he stuttered. "I was terrified, and I still am, but I want to trust you, and more importantly, I really don't want to be without you."
I stared at him, feeling a sudden urge build up within me. I turned around and gently pushed him down on the dusty old bed. I stared at him, my eyes meeting his without hesitation.
"A-alexander?" Septimus asked.
"Prepare yourself."
Septimus' POV:
I woke up with my body aching, yet with a blissful feeling in my chest. Alexander was resting at my side, breathing in and out peacefully. I blushed madly when the realization hit me.
Alex and I actually had sex yesterday night.
My hand went to my neck that was now graced by two bite marks. I gasped, when I remembered how he'd told me that drinking blood would make him alergic to sunlight.
I have to make sure every window is closed.
I turned around in the bed to sit up when I met with a pair of unfamiliar red eyes on a stern male face.
"Alexander." I whispered, puffing my boyfriend's side.
Alexander murmered my name tiredly and opened his eyes, the moment he did, he froze.
"Dad?" he whispered.
"I'm here to arrest you, son." the stranger man said. "For drinking the blood of a human. Your penalty is death."
A/N: Longest Chapter so far. Sorry, no smut. I just can't bring myself to write it at the moment. If I did, it would just turn out really badly.
Anyway, thanks for all the support, and if you're reading this, please comment :D