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-SawyerSeville19

Drake led his current date up to his front door. "The night is still young," he said as he pulled his house key from his pocket. "Would you like to come in for drink?"

The brunette smiled at him. "That sounds nice," she said. He smiled in return and unlocked his door, opening it and motioning for her to go in first. She went in and looked around as he followed suit, pulling the door closed behind him.

"Sorry about the lights," he said as he led her into the kitchen. "I'm trying to preserve energy."

"I understand completely," she said as she set her purse onto the counter and watched him pull a bottle of wine out of a cupboard. He set it down and grabbed two cups and set them down as well. He opened the bottle and poured them both a generous amount and handed her glass to him.

She smiled as she took it and he lifted his. They clinked their glasses together and both took sips. "So," she said as she lowered her glass from her lips. "Do I get a tour?"

Drake set his glass down. "Of course." He grabbed her free hand and led her from the kitchen. As he did this, he allowed his human demeanor to change as his fangs appeared.

**Next Day**

Simon was coaxed on a walk with his female counterpart. "So, how have you been?" she asked him with genuine concern.

Simon was ultimately bored, he had wanted to stay behind with Alvin and Dave but Jeanette had insisted to catch up. On what, he had no clue. "Fine." He didn't bother redirecting the question to her. He could care less really.

Jeanette looked at him, taking notice that he didn't look at her. "Well, that's good. I was worried there may be something bothering you. Or that you may be feeling ill or something." Simon shrugged.

"I'm fine. Just a bit bored honestly," he said. Jeanette's green eyes widened and she looked at the ground, hurt. Simon glanced at her and rolled his eyes. He let out a breath and stopped walking. Jeanette did as well and they faced each other. "Look, Jeanette. I didn't mean it like that. I'm just a little tired, and you know I get crabby when I'm tired."

Jeanette nodded, keeping her gaze down. His comment had hurt her and she could tell that fact didn't really matter to him. Simon watched her for a minute before continuing walking. Jeanette followed suit and there was no more conversation between the two.

**At the Hotel**

Dave watched Alvin as he straightened up the living room. He seemed even more distracted than yesterday. "Alvin," he called. The call went unacknowledged. "Alvin," he called again and put his hand on his son's shoulder. Alvin jumped and faced him.

"What?" he asked and calmed when he realized it was only Dave. "Sorry Dave, just thinking. How's the living room look?"

"It looks great. But I'm worried about you," Dave said. Alvin shook his head.

"Nothing to worry about. Just thinking," he brushed Dave's concern off and continued finishing up the kitchen when there was a knock on their door. Dave went to answer it and revealed Brittany.

"Hey Dave, is Alvin here?" she asked. Dave nodded and let her in. She did so and looked around and spotted her counterpart sitting on the couch. She went over to him and stood in front of him. Blue eyes met blue ones.

"Hey Britt, what brings you here?" Alvin asked.

"Let's go hang out for a bit. Have some fun," she said. Alvin sighed and leaned back, thinking. "Come on, Alvin."

He looked at her and smiled a bit. "Alright."

"Great! We'll be back in a while, Dave," Brittany said as she grabbed Alvin's hand and practically dragged him out of the room with her. He smiled.

**At a Teens Club**

Brittany led Alvin through the crowd, the music playing loudly. "This isn't what I thought you meant by fun, Britt," Alvin yelled over the music.

"Oh relax, Alvin! This type of fun is right up your alley," she called back, leading him over to a table to get something to drink. She handed him a cup.

"Really, Brittany, I don't think I'm up for this," he said, setting the drink down untouched. Brittany frowned and faced him.

"Alvin, you need to loosen up a bit. You've been cooped up in that hotel room since me and my sisters arrived." Alvin scratched the back of his neck and then sighed.

"Well, I guess there's no harm in it," he said with a shrug. Brittany smiled and set her cup down as the music changed.

"Come on Alvin, dance with me!" she said, grabbing both his hands. Alvin felt his neck throb slightly, but he ignored it. He followed her onto the dance floor and they danced for a bit. "Sing with me, Alvin!"

Alvin let out a breath and sang with her, "Well I'm just outta school, actin' real, real cool! Gotta dance like a fool, got the message that I gotta be a wild one! Ooh yeah I'm a wild one! Gotta break it loose, gonna keep'em movin' wild! Gonna keep'em swingin' baby. I'm a real wild child!"

As soon as they started singing, the people around them parted so they were centered as they danced. It wasn't every day that the club had celebrities attend and perform for free.

Brittany was the main singer for this song since Alvin wasn't up for doing something like this at the moment. Although he did participate, he was more of background singing. For the first time, he didn't mind it whatsoever.

"I'm gonna meet all my friends, gonna have ourselves a ball. Gonna tell all my friends, gonna t-t-tell'em all that I'm a wild one!" Brittany sang. Alvin smiled as he watched her dance. "Ooh yay I'm a wild o-o-one!" He watched her swing her hips to the beat and dance in a circle. "Gotta break it loose, gonna keep'em movin' wild! Gotta keep us singin' baby I'm a real wild child!"

In truth Alvin had found he always loved watching her dance and listening to her sing. She was a very beautiful girl in many ways. Watching her now, he could almost feel his attraction to her come back. But the faint throbbing in his neck cut it back from returning. There was something there now that he had for Simon.

"Say I'm a wild one!" Brittany sang. "Yeah I'm a wild ooone! Said I'm a wild ooo-oone! Yes I'm a wild oooo-o-one! Oh I'm a wild ooooone!" Alvin smiled as her singing increased. "Yes I'm a wild oooooo-o-one! A wild oooooooone! A wild ooooooooone! Yeah!" She lowered her voice. "Ooh I'm a wild one. Said I'm a wild one! Said I'm a wild one! A wild, child! Wild ooooone!"

Alvin and Brittany spun in a circle as the song came to an end and they posed. The people in the club applauded them. They went back over to where their drinks were and drank some.

"So, how was that for fun?" she asked, facing him with her eyes sparkling. Alvin smiled, and he realized he had smiled more in the time he spent with her than he did since Simon changed. At thinking of his brother, he felt his stomach dip and his heart speed up.

He pushed the thoughts away. "It was definitely more fun than I've had recently." She beamed and grabbed his hand again. Alvin felt the throbbing in his neck return.

"Then let's dance some more!" she said and pulled him back to the dance floor.

Unlike their siblings, Jeanette and Simon weren't having nearly as much fun with their time together. They barely said a word since earlier and both were getting to the point where they just wanted to leave the others company. Simon was getting hungry and he knew he would need to feed soon.

Jeanette didn't recognize Simon anymore personality wise. She couldn't pinpoint where the change was coming from, all she knew was that she was glad she was going to be leaving to go back home at the end of the week. Just a couple of weeks ago Simon used to be shy and cautious around her, stammering over his words and blushing a bit. She was beginning to think maybe he liked her like she had liked him. But now there was no hint of that old Simon, and he seemed more interested in the scenery than her.

"I think it's time I got back," Jeanette said. Simon looked over at her and nodded.

"I think it's time I did so as well," he said and they turned, heading back to the hotel in mutual silence.

Jeanette looked over at Simon and sighed, looking down at the ground.

**Chipettes' Hotel Room**

Brittany arrived home fifteen minutes after Jeanette did. Eleanor frowned as she noticed yet another one of her sister's in a downtrodden mood. "Hey Britt, what's wrong?" Brittany sighed and shook her head, sitting down beside her sister on the couch.

"I just don't understand Alvin," she said. Eleanor nodded, noticing that that was the same thing Jeanette said about Simon when she arrived home.

"What happened?" she asked. Brittany let out a breath and leaned back, thinking back to a few moments ago.

At the Club

Alvin and Brittany were having fun as they once more left the dance floor to get something to drink, both parched from all their dancing. Brittany was laughing a bit as she made her cup. She never had so much fun with Alvin before, and she was glad she had been able to cheer him up.

"Britt," Alvin called as he faced her. She faced him, smiling. "Thanks so much for hanging out with me." She nodded.

"I'm more than glad to spend time with you, Alvin," she said. Alvin smiled. She turned back to the table with the food and drinks on it, missing Alvin's face shift with pain. He put his hand on his neck and shuddered a bit and the pain died down. He let out a breath and drank some of his juice, knowing it was time he got home.

"I gotta get back, Brittany," he said after the pain came back and left again. She looked at him with a bit of hurt but smiled and nodded all the same.

"Okay, it's getting late anyway, I guess I should get back too," she said, refilling her cup and following Alvin out of the building.

They walked in silence for a bit and then she spoke up once more.

"Alvin, will you tell me what's bothering you?" she asked. Alvin sighed and shook his head.

"There's nothing bothering me, Brittany, I keep telling you that," Alvin said. Brittany rolled her eyes and folded her arms.

"That's a load of bull and we both know it," she snapped. Alvin clenched his jaw and breathed out slowly from his nose. "Just tell me what it is. I want to help you."

"It's nothing, ok?" he insisted.

"Alvin."

"Just stop it, ok? Just. Stop." Brittany let out an exaggerated huff and looked away.

Eleanor nodded. "Alvin has been known to be stubborn, Britt," she said.

"Yeah I know," she said. "But he's just proving more and more that there's something wrong with him."

"How's that?" Eleanor asked. Brittany went back to explaining her evening.

"Look Alvin," she said as they stood outside his hotel room. "I'm sorry." Alvin's eyes widened.

"You're apologizing?" Brittany giggled.

"Don't get used to it," she said. Alvin smiled a bit. "But really, I know I shouldn't be so pushy. I'm just worried."

"Don't be," Alvin said, shaking his head. Brittany nodded although she knew it wouldn't reassure her.

"I had a good time with you, Alvin," she said, stepping closer to him. Alvin's eyes widened a bit once more.

"Me too, Britt," he said and watched her come closer to him. She closed her eyes and leaned in towards him. Alvin panicked when he felt his neck flare up.

"I-I gotta get inside," he said and rushed inside, slamming the door in her bewildered and upset face.

"He did that?" Eleanor asked in shock. Brittany nodded. "Now that is definitely weird, and unlike Alvin."

Brittany nodded once more in thought.

Alvin wandered around the hotel room as long as possible, prolonging his inevitable encounter with Simon as long as he could. But the more he prolonged it the more the pain in his neck increased. He didn't know what it meant but he knew he was dreading seeing Simon more than he ever had since the change.

When the next pain hit him, it had his eyes gloss over with tears and made his head spin. He knew he couldn't prolong it any longer.

He made his way to their bedroom door before stopping to gather his nerves and composure. When he felt calm enough he opened the door and went inside, stopping at the sight of Simon before him.

On his bed Simon sat there as though waiting for his brother to come in. His body held an ominous aura over it and his white eyes pierced Alvin's blue ones in such a manner, it sent fear through his body and his neck throbbed once more.

"S-Si-"

"Close the door," Simon cut off, his tone dark. Alvin did as he was told. "Come here." Alvin hesitated. "Now." Alvin swallowed and made reluctant steps towards his brother's bed. He soon stood beside him, fiddling with his hands in a subconscious manner.

Simon looked over at his brother, his eyes flashing white.

"I think you need to understand what all of this that's been happening means," Simon began. He motioned for Alvin to sit across from him, and Alvin did so when he felt that nothing was going to happen. Simon ran his hand through his hair in thought and then looked back at Alvin, who was looking away. "Do you know what it means, my taking an interest in you?"

Alvin couldn't look into his brother's eyes, the eyes that held him captive sometimes. He looked down at his lap and shook his head no.

"It means that before I got bit, I had wanted you," he explained. Alvin looked up in shock. "Getting bitten doesn't give me the attraction I have for you. It just gives me the confidence to act on it."

Alvin was speechless. But it made sense. He remembered when he realized he had ignited a sudden timidity about Simon, that he made him blush so much. Now the roles were switched.

"Do you know when and why the attraction you feel came into play?" he asked.

"I-I don't have one..." Alvin said weakly, knowing he was lying. Simon smirked.

"After all that we've done, you still have the ability to say that?" Alvin looked away, blushing. Simon's face turned neutral. "Is it Brittany?" Alvin looked up at him in surprise.

"Wha?"

"Brittany. Do you want her? I could sense something, while you were out with her. Almost a spark," Simon said, his tone dark, intimidating. Alvin averted his gaze, but Simon's hand on his cheek made him lock eyes with him.

"I don't... I mean, I-I did feel something today...But," Alvin couldn't finish. Simon pulled his hand back.

"But what?" he pressed. Alvin shook his head. "Alvin."

He knew that tone, and it sent chills through his body. He mumbled the rest of his sentence and blushed once more.

"Alvin, I'm not in the mood for you to play around," Simon warned. Alvin closed his eyes and lowered his head once more, his hair shielding his face from view.

"I thought of you," he said. "I thought about you and something just...it made whatever was starting to come up for Brittany leave when I thought of you." Simon smiled.

"Do you get a feeling when she touches you, or tries to touch you?" he asked. Alvin nodded. "Do you know why that happens?" Alvin shook his head. "It's because the times I bite you, it's more than a simple bite. It's a mark. I've claimed you as mine, at least sexually for now."

Alvin's head snapped up and his jaw fell.

"You accepted it, Alvin," he explained before Alvin could say anything. Alvin's jaw snapped shut, but he continued to look completely lost. "When I first bit you, and you felt the pleasure from it, that was when you accepted it. True, I could have made it painful. It was up to you to feel something from it. I wanted you to enjoy all of the times I drank your blood. I wanted you to start anticipating it. And you are starting to, aren't you?"

Alvin shook his head but he knew his denials were becoming pointless. Even to himself. He was beginning to realize he was becoming more drawn to Simon, more willing to fall into his pleasuring tactics and looking forward to every encounter they had.

Simon nodded in counter to Alvin's head shake. "You want me, Alvin. Admit it."

Alvin watched Simon lean in towards him, his eyes flashing white once more and then staying on the color. His breath caught as he was pulled closer to him and his heart sped up. Simon smiled, and nuzzled Alvin's neck.

Alvin could feel all of Simon's words, his explanations, running through his mind. Admit it. Alvin was so distracted that he missed Simon's routine preparation for the bite and when it happened, Alvin's reaction was instantaneous. His back arched and he let out a soft moan. His head fell back a bit and his eyes closed. He shuddered as he felt Simon drinking his blood. He was in pure bliss; his body had been waiting for this moment all day, despite the fact that he was forcing himself to not think about it.

Simon almost let out a possessive growl as he felt Alvin go almost completely limp in his arms as soon as he bit him. The sweet metallic taste of his brother's blood was his drug and it was a treat he hated going all day without. If he could, he would keep drinking until he was completely satisfied, but he had to stop so Alvin wouldn't change into a vampire or so he wouldn't die. Swallowing one last amount of blood, Simon retracted his fangs and pulled up, licking them.

Alvin was in a complete daze; his mind swam with emotions and thoughts as he opened his eyes to look at Simon. His eyes were glazed over, not from lightheadedness, but with something short of lust. Simon saw this and he smiled and watched Alvin lean more towards him.

The older searched the younger's eyes for a moment before closing his and pulling him into a kiss. Simon would have been shocked if he hadn't seen the look in Alvin's eyes. He kissed back, forcing himself deeper into the kiss and coaxing Alvin's tongue to play with his. Now that he had gotten a real kiss from his brother, he was reassured that there wasn't a flaw on his body. He was perfect for him, amazingly, truly perfect.

Alvin shivered, holding onto his brother as they kissed. Something in the back of his mind cleared up and fully grasped what was happening and his eyes shot open and he pulled back immediately, covering his mouth with his hand, his breathing slightly heavier from the kissing. Simon watched him for a moment and he realized what had happened, and he smirked.

Alvin pulled out of Simon's arms and got off his bed, his eyes looking for somewhere to go, but his mind was only on the kiss. How good it felt, how it tasted.

Simon followed his brother's lead and pulled him back to him, making their eyes meet. "Shh," he shushed Alvin as he opened his mouth to talk. Simon grabbed his hand and intertwined it with his. "Relax Alvin." He leaned in and pecked at the fresh bite he had given him.

Alvin realized with a dark blush that he couldn't fight back as much as he had before. Something in him just caved and was making it easier for him to submit to his brother's advances. He moaned as he felt Simon suck on the bite, sending pleasure through his body.

Alvin shook his head and pulled out of Simon's arms with ease given that the younger let it happen. "No," Alvin said in an attempt at firm. "No, I won't let this happen. We aren't supposed to let this kind of stuff happen, Simon." Alvin sounded desperate. "Please Simon, we can't. We just...can't."

Simon smiled despite Alvin's words and tone. "Your insistence is showing that you want this to be happening, Alvin. You're just afraid of the things you're feeling."

Alvin looked away with a breath.

"Your resistance is collapsing Alvin, and you're scared of what you may do," Simon explained. Alvin shook his head.

"I'm not going to do anything, because I don't want to," he said. Simon arched an eyebrow at this and pulled Alvin back to him by his upper arms. Alvin looked at him in shock.

"You don't want to? That's funny, because not even two minutes ago, you kissed me," Simon reminded him. Alvin blushed and looked away.

"I wasn't thinking," Alvin defended stubbornly.

"Because you were feeling lust," Simon countered. "I could see it in your eyes."

Alvin's blush deepened and he shook his head once more. "No," he insisted. Simon tilted his head up by his chin.

"Yes, now just admit it. Once you do, all of this will feel so much better," Simon said. Imagining that all that they've done could feel better than it already did was hard for Alvin, it all felt incredible to begin with.

"Simon..." he whispered as Simon brought his lips closer to his. Alvin's eyes shifted from his brother's eyes to his lips and back again. "No..." he said with a light shake of his head. Simon smiled, closing the distance between himself and his brother.

"Yes," he whispered back and their lips met. Alvin remained unresponsive for the first few seconds until Simon stuck his tongue out and ran it across his brother's lips, causing a gasp to escape him. The action gave Simon deeper access and he took it willingly.

At the feel of his brother's tongue in his mouth, and the taste of it, Alvin couldn't help but moan and allow his eyes to slide shut. Before he could grasp what he was doing, he found himself kissing back.

Simon smirked into the kiss, holding Alvin tightly, but not to the point where he was hurting him.

He knew his brother would give in eventually. Now the real fun was about to begin.

People keep asking about Dream Lover 2 and I know it should have been updated by now and it will be. So please be patient with me on the updating. For now please just enjoy this story and review for me. Thanks.