Don't even think about skipping this chapter. I know i would, but your not me. If your interested in a sex scene and the cursed ones, this is the chapter for you! READ!

(And I'll have you know i only do gay sex scenes ^_-)

Katrina wrapper her arms around her knees, pulling them tightly against her chest. She hid her head in the small space and her long red hair covered his face.

Pain.

It was the only thing she knew, and quite frankly, the only thing she wanted to know. Happiness had never been apart of her; not even when she had her vampire family. Pity was one thing she hated. Sadness was nothing but an atom hidden far away in another atmosphere that had yet, and will most likely fail to be discovered.

A blood bottle was in her lap, fit snugly; hidden to all humans. It was a water bottle to them; a water bottle filled with a red substance—fruit punch maybe? But no, it was blood.

Naiki sat behind her, caught up in the girls mind. Katrina, the real Katrina locked up in her conscious, was naked and shivering, curled up in a ball; her read eyes gleamed and her lips stay parted, taking in breathes.

Naiki smirked, kneeling down to the girl. She gently placed out a hand that inched closer and closer—as in a lovely gesture of peace.

But then, Naiki's hand found Katrina's throat and she squeezed it tightly, her nails digging into the girls skin, causing blood to drains through the slits.

Katrina opened her half closed eyes. "N-Naiki?," she whispered, as if wondering if the one that was causing her wounds was her.

"Yes?," Naiki asked. She did not smile or show any emotion of some sort. Just a dead, strait face.

Katrina's blood ridden lips quirked up. She let out a long breath. "T-thank you, Ni."

"Of course, love."

Out of their mind, the two resembled someone you might consider Emo. Emo being not: A genre of music that originated from hardcore punk early on, and adopted pop-punk influences later on in the 2000s when it became mainstream, But a genre of people who wore style to other Emo's and followed Emo genre's.

But these two girls were not Emo—or at least they didn't consider themselves so. But they didn't consider themselves much.

Ryuusuke and James were beside them; James simply glaring at one of the students.

The student was a Jock—one who had insulted James and Ryuusuke. He had known nothing about the two, and he had so bluntly called them gay fags that should die.

James clenched his fists. He should die.

Ryuusuke was writing on James back with a ball-point pen, drawing things that had randomly fell into his mind.

Mostly blood. And people.

Ryuusuke was a manga artist, so his pictures were beautiful against James's back. Like professional tattoos.

I can kill them, Ryuusuke said simply, not caring.

Torture them slowly. Cancer? That beautiful mop of Jock dirty blonde hair would be gone like BAM!

Ryuusuke smirked at James thoughts. Do you have any restraint?

You offered, James spat.

I can offer everyone in this school. I think they all should die.

Then why don't we kill them?

Because we don't want to cause attention.

I like attention

I know you do.

I want them to die....

Their blood is not worthy of our mouth

God i hate you

Mhm

.......I love you

I know

The door suddenly slammed opened, the noise of the slam caused by it hitting the door harshly.

"Dimitri i fucking said stop it!"

Ryuusuke and James rolled their eyes.

Dimitri and Maxwell walked in, Maxwell looking angry as always as he walked to his seat.

Dimitri followed him, like always. He too looked angry. "Your suck a hypocrite! You yell at me for Cassie and now you try and go with Chase!"

This happened every hour of every day. Never ending. One was always jealous of the other. Always....

"Then you shouldn't have tried it with Cassie!," Max retorted angrily.

"I wanted to get you jealous! Your so cute when your jealous baby!"

"I. Am. Going. To. Kill. You."

Obviously, this was going to go on and on, and Latika and Marcus knew it.

Latika giggled, wrapping her arms around Marcus, straddling him on the desk. "That girl was really good. Her blood was slightly tainted though," She commented on her latest meal.

"All blood is tainted," Marcus replies, rubbing their noises together. "Except yours. Yours is perfect and pure."

Latika moaned, as she felt the hardness pressing against his crotch. It felt so good, but she knew if it was in her, she would feel so much more complete.

"You always have to lie," she giggled, and she pressed her boobs against Marcus. "But i am delicious aren't I?"

Marcus grinned, and kissed Latika deeply. "Scrumptious."

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!," The screaming got louder(only to humans, since the other cursed could here it a hall away) until it was inside the room.

"WE'RE IN!," Forest said in triumph, doing push up-hand stands. Blair was somehow on the girl, and she remained there as Forest did her push ups with excitement.

This was only natural; the two girls did it everyday. Finally, the two girls got off each other and stood up, hi-fiving each other with smirks.

The half-twin like girls' long brown wavy hair seemed to blow in a unknown wind, and they gave off the aura of triumphant people who did many good deeds for people.

But they were nothing like that when it came down to who they really are.

Blair got on Forest back, wrapping her arms around the girls neck and her legs around her waist. Forest walked with the girl on her back over to Naiki and Katrina.

"Where's Cebe and Altair?," Blair asked in her voice.

"Fucking in the bathroom," Katrina replied back in hers.

"That's what the noises are?," Forest asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," Naiki replied.

"Hmmm.....," Forest hmmed as she walked Blair and her away to their desks. She tilted back her head to meet Blair's face. "Wanna go camping?"

"Where?," Blair asked.

"I don't know. I wanna see 'ol Jeremy again, and i feel like climbing so trees."

Jeremy was a Monkey in South Africa.

"I kind of wanted to be a tiger...," Blair admitted. "Do you think he would recognize us if we were a tiger?"

"Probably not."

They stared out the window to the birds that were delightfully pecking at the plexiglass. The moans and groans underneath them were annoying, but cute.

Blair frowned. "Im hungrrrrrryyyy!"

"Then we'll feed."

"Right now?"

"This second. I feel like James over this is just about to fricken pounce on the Jock anyway."

"Hmm...."

"How bout that guy we saw at the movie theater? We still have his scarf, we can most likely sniff him out. Actually, we will definitely sniff him out."

"Ok....."

"Hey Blair?"

"Yes," Blair replied.

Forest cupped Blair's cheek and gently kissed her lips. "I love you."

Cebe pounded into Altair, who was moaning rather loudly as Cebe's cock hit his prostate repeatedly.

Altair clenched his hands around the handy-cap bathroom stall pole, shuddering. Cebe massaged Altair's cock harshly, stroking it all the length with each push and pull.

"Ngh....!," Altair groaned, thrusting his head back as he came in Cebe's hands.

Cebe smirked as he felt Altair clench down on his cock, making his burn in the tightness. He let go of Altair's length and stuck his fingers in Altair's already opened mouth. Altair moaned delightfully, and he closed his mouth, sucking on the fingers, tasting his own seed.

He groaned in deep loss as Cebe pulled his finger back out, but was once rewarded when Cebe's finger trailed down his neck and then to his nipple, where he played with the nub sweetly as he once against rammed into the tightness.

He had one hand on Altair's kip, gripping him tightly as he rode the teen.

"Your hard again," Cebe laughed, and he felt Altair's mind flutter with passion.

"Only you do this," Altair panted, blinking. His cheeks burned with a blush and his mind was dizzy. He loved the spinning feeling when Cebe pounded his gorgeous cock into him, he loved it when his skillful hands played and jerked with his nipples, acting as if Altair was a slutty toy.

And oh, Altair loved being a slutty toy to Cebe's only use.

"Only you hnn can make me mm hah... act this wa–aaah!" Altair squeezed his eye shut as he came again, forcing his sentence.

Cebe pulled out of Altair and flipped him over, pressing his cock against his lips.

Altair quickly opened his mouth and consumed the cock, sucking on it. He moaned as his mouth fled all the way to the base and back, taking in the pleasured noises above him. Altair closed his eyes gently, nibbling at the slit and then devilishly attacking it with his tongue.

He slowed, wanting to torture the person who had tortured him so long ago and still tortured him to this day.

Altair! Stop it!, Cebe protested in his voice.

Altair smirked inwardly, and started sucking faster, bobbing his head with every motion.

He felt pleaseness run through Cebe, so he slowed.

I hope you die!, Cebe hissed.

Altair only did this because it was pay back to Cebe. Cebe always controlled everything about him. He usually even does in sex. But not this time. And Cebe knows what going to happen when he lets Altair have his ways. That's why he does it. He knows Altair will torture him like this, so now Cebe will be able to torture him much worse.

There's not really much to it.

Finally, Altair gave in; mostly because even though he loved the anger radiating off Cebe, he loved sucking him off fast.

Altair speed up, moaning with each inch of cock that slipped in and out of his mouth. Cebe moved his hips back and forth with pleasure, his mind smothered with intense pleasure.

Suddenly, Cebe let out a loud moan and he shuddered, and allot of liquidy substance filled Altair's mouth.

Altair smirked, drinking it all. AS if on cue, pain dreaded through his body.

He screamed quietly and fell over, his body twitching and jerking as his mind was un able to control his body that was withering in pain of physicalness and mentalness.

Cebe smirked taking a deep breath, relishing in the beautiful pain of his lover running through him.

He kneeled down to Altair, patting his head. "You hungry?"

Two hands quickly grabbed onto his and forced it down over Altair's mouth. Altair held onto the arm tightly as his fangs sunk into the skin, sucking down the sweet, rich blood.

Starving.

Reviewness!!! I felt like i owed you guys and ladies a sex scene!

Thanks for your good-lucks!!

My teacher told me i passed, but she didn't tell me anything else. She said all the Honor's passed the SOL, so thats how i know!! xD

SORRY FOR GRAMMAR AND SPELLING MISTAKES

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