Chapter 11

Thoughts of depression can kill. An antique Whore is only valuable to the collector called sin.

Warnings; adult themes, Au, Vampire, Future yaoi.

Disclaimer. This story is mine! But the characters are not.

Thank you the two reviewers that have been faithful! I love you! Thank you for all the good feedback! This will be a short chapter.

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Lay me down upon my knees

And I watch as I beg and scream

To feel some warmth

From the sun

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It wasn't what I expected, it wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't routine. My hand slipped, releasing my hold on his neck, and my face conversed to that of a blank slate. He slid to the floor and continued to stare at my, his eyes glowing in the darkness. It made me shudder. The amorous feeling of complexity and not knowing what the hell was happening flooded me. I was floored; I was….anything other than what I was made into.

Slipping down to the floor I felt my body collapsed and time seemed to sway. My mind quaked and voices transmitted their rage inside my ears. Yuki was screaming, my sire, my one sole reason for death was throwing himself against my mind's barriers and forcing images of the past to blind me. I shuddered and felt like screaming. My tongue became lose in my mouth and it began stroking my canines. It brought a sense of belonging, a sense of knowing. I couldn't forget that. I couldn't ignore the present; I could be trapped in the past. Because time stands still only for me and I have no place anywhere else other than the night.

I made a decision right then. I had decided, I had given in. I would humor the human and show him anything other than the light. I would show him what the real world was and what living forever in a nightmare tasted like. I would give him the secrets that I had wrapped myself in. I would show him the things that Yuki had shown me. I'd show him is own movie, his own memories smothered in foolish concepts. I would break him.

I smiled at these thought. Images running rampant in my mind. Felt my lips twist upwards and my fangs exposed. It was perfect. Closing my eyes I began to scream at Yuki. Telling him leave my mind and return to burning in hell. It was entertaining, realizing I was arguing with my own demons. Maybe I was the one insane, if I was, its just meant things would be looking up. I'd have a few more years of doing something other than watching humans. Then I felt it, I was forced out of my little display of dementia by a simple, cool touch.

My eyes opened slowly, my golden orbs becoming graced with the sight of smearing pink. Coldness drifted around my mouth as nimble fingers pressed themselves against my elongated teeth. He was touching me. The human. The creature whose head was showered in pink hues was exploring me. His body somehow gracefully stretched out. His knees where pressing bent against rotting wood as his hand was displayed like a willow's branch. His eyes sparkled and his lips were set flat, resting upon each other as he traced the outline of my skin. "You're insane" I whispered.

I had given up on being shocked by this creature, this thing. I didn't receive a reply, but it was okay. I had better things in mind instead of talking. Reaching my hands out, I grasped him. My bone colored fingers tightened around his waist and I brought him rest in my lap. Tipping his head back I licked the angle that his neck made. His sin was smooth, flawless, breath taking. No mars except for the lacerations created by early explorations. Studying him like he had done me, I felt my mind leave and hunger take over. My eyes feasted on the sight of him and I bit. My fangs extended like a snag unhinging its jaw to strike its prey. My lips brushed against their saliva, slick surface as they left the crevices of my mouth. Growling in pure lust I sunk them deep into his warm, pulsing throat and I growled at the taste that exploded inside me. Honey would be jealous.

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Lay me down upon my knees

As flames lick my body clean

As I whisper to the night

And watch the moon drift from my sight

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Vermillion puddles flowed into my mouth as I sucked gently, skillfully, artistically. I took my time, savoring each layer of flavor that seemed to be laced with into the human's life essence. It was like seasoning, as if someone had decided to marinate and cook this human. It was almost orgasmic. However as soon as I tasted it was over. Retracting my fangs I extended my tongue to soak up every drops of crimson that dribbled off my chin and teeth.

This could be the end of everything. My mind whispered to me as Yuki finally disappeared and my mind returned to wear down my body and indulgences of the flesh.

A whimpered entered the air, its voice becoming lost to the deafening silence of the room. Exhaling, I uselessly breathed into the warm body before. Heat radiated off creamish skin and inhaled every particle of it. Pulling my lips back I let my voice break the silence. A shiver ran down my prey's spine, his back twisting perfectly as I practically sung into his ears. His eyes glistened and I felt myself becoming aroused, contended at the site. Fear was present in the purple orbs and I enjoyed it, I enjoyed it very much. He was beautiful, awkwardly gracefully, and clearly flawed. He would do nicely.

"You will be pet. You're existence simply apparent because I will it to be. I will defy everything that you are. You will live only because I wish it so, and you will show me the truth about your corrupted world. You will lead down the path to true immortality, to be absent of all asphyxiating regret." I would keep him, I would use him, I would transform him into the human I once was, and when I was finish, I would toss him to the mercy of the night.

It was the perfect solution to the problem that he had created, to the virus that brought back images from the past. Besides what else could I do?

Lay me down upon my knees

And show me the truth

About the sun that burns my flesh

And makes me lose all regret.

He stirred, moaned painfully, and twisted his body as he regained consciousness. I had laid him down upon the floor and waited with strained patience as he returned to the world of the cursed living. I would leave him soon, exit this place, and venture off to regain some peace of mind. Spending nearly an entire in the presence of this human had caused my nerves to become frayed and worn. I needed release. I needed the feeling of cool silver from the moon on my flesh. I needed the sweet escape of human death to purge my never ending thirst.

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