Okay, this chapter has one big WARNING sign on it, it's lemon, I know you've all been waiting for some non-violent-but-sexual action in the story so heh heh, here you are, behold the chapter with (by the way, I'm evil) non-yaoi sex it it! MWAHAHAHA! I know I'm supposed to write yaoi fics, but I wanted to make this a variety fic, so I please everyone, you know? Well read and tell me what you think.

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Tears fell down the little girls cheeks as she kissed the tips of my fingers, and the room was silent.    

                "Tabetha, why are you here?" I asked taking my hand from her gentle grip.

                She looked down; her pale cheeks blushed a light pink. She was so shy, "I'm sorry, I saw you playing, I didn't want to disturb you, but I didn't want you to bleed anymore..."           

                I looked at the piano keys, streaks and droplets of blood covered them, "It's not my blood."

                She looked at me confused.

                "We have no blood of our own."

                She frowned and stepped back, "Do you hate us?"

                I shook my head, "No, I just hate being one of you."

                "I wish I were not a vampire also," her voice came out a whisper, her eyes shifted downward to my hands, which had already healed, "Milord, please don't hurt yourself anymore...." more tears came to her eyes.

                Her emotions warmed my heart and I embraced her, she began to sob, her tears dampening my shirt, and I tightened my arms around her.

                "Don't cry..." I whispered and tilted her head up, her eyes were closed and rivers streamed from beneath her dark eyelashes, her dark red lips parted as she cried aloud, "Don't you cry..." I repeated and rocked her against me.

                She quieted and hid in my arms, her small body buried against me, her beautiful blue eyes stared up at me, glowing from under her bangs, I wiped the tears that gathered and kissed her forehead.

                "I'm sorry, Milord..." she trailed off and looked down.

                "Please call me Quatre, that's my name, you don't have to be so formal around me," I forced a small smile too calm her.

                She looked up, soundlessly repeating my name, her small lips parted sounding out the word, "Cat-rah," she said aloud.

                "Close," I smiled and aloud her to slip from my rip, her tiny feet tapped against the floor and she straightened her dress and smiled up at me.               

                "Mommy told me that you are our prince, she says it's disrespectful to call you by your real name," she said taking my hand.

                I looked down at her, "They say I'm a prince, and in a way, I guess I am to them, if what they say is true, but it's okay for people close to me to call me by my first name, at least I think so."

                She nodded, and we walked out of the room, "Quatre..." she pronounced my name more accurately, and smiled.

                "Very good," I congratulated her.

                "Quatre, will you smile for me?" she asked looking up at me sadly.

                "Sure," I smiled.

                She still frowned her eyes were like two oceans, "That's not a real smile."

                I looked down; my heart was still heavy in depression.

                "You look so sad, like one of those glass china dolls, they have painted expressions, you look just like them," she looked down.

                "A glass china doll?" I repeated questioningly.

                "One day, I wanna see the real you, just once," she sighed.

                i stayed silent letting her lead me down the halls.

                "I should be with the other children, shouldn't I?" she frowned, "I should be like them, I should laugh, play, be happy, I don't know if I feel eight or eight million years old, but it feels like an eternity already to me, I remember my days in the womb, I remember the pain of my own birth, I remember everything, I remember my souls suffering every time I grew weak and fell asleep, I remember being a tortured fetus in the hands of demons, I've died a billion times only to wake up scared and fall asleep to die again."

                Her words engraved into my heart, and silent tears came burning my eyes, I couldn't imagine always being afraid, I had the chance of being mortal for fifteen years, but she never was mortal.

                "Milord, Quatre?" she looked up at me concerned, "Have I upset you?"       

                I hook my head slowly, and picked her up into my arms cradling her against me, "No..." I whispered.

                "Milord?" the voice of Lady Une's voice came behind and the echoing of her footsteps came closer.

                I turned around to meet her angry eyes, "I-I didn't do anything to her, I swear," I stuttered setting Tabetha back down.

                She took the child by the hand, "I'd hope not," she glared at me clutching Tabetha against her.

                "He didn't mommy," the little girl defended me.       

                "She's supposed to be at her class," Lady Une explained turning away from me, "I will speak with you in your room, milord," she said walking off, Tabetha waved goodbye and kept close to her mother.

                I turned around and punched the wall, I couldn't believe I managed to get onto Lady Une's hit list, walking slowly down the hall making my way to my room, oddly enough the hallways were empty, no sounds could be heard from anywhere, I walked up the stares that lead to the floor I was on and quickly hurried to my room, opening the door I wasn't met by the presence of my most loved friend, Duo.

                The room was deserted, I walked over to the bed and lay down, covering myself for warmth, after a few minutes I heard the door open and I sat up to face Lady Une.

                "I swear I didn't touch, Lady, we only talked, I promise," I shifted nervously under her glare.

                She walked over to me and kissed me hungrily, "hush, milord, I already know that."

                "What about Duo?" I asked as she unbuttoned my pants.

                "He's at the funeral," she smiled and kissed me again her hands pushing down my tight leather pants inch by inch, "You shouldn't worry, milord, he will not be in for another two hours, it just started."

                I gasped as she nipped at my neck, sending chills down my body, my erection pained against the tight clothing.

                Lady ceased her teasing and unlaced my boots and pulled them off, with a quick yank downward my pants joined the boots on the floor, I pulled off fishnet and half shirt and threw them to the side, and watched as the beautiful vampire woman removed her dress, I loved her body, every inch of it, and my mind swam as she removed her lacy dark undergarments, she ran her fingers over her large breasts causing her nipples to harden at the touch, she was driving me insane.

                "You look anxious, milord," she smiled and crawled back on top of me purposely brushing against my hardness.       

                I gave her my best seductive smile as I sat up and she kissed me deeply, tasting each others passion, I broke the kiss and brought my mouth down to one of her dark red nipples, I ran the tip of my tongue over it, causing her to let out a soft moan, she ran her hands down my back sending bolts of pleasure through me as her nails brushed against my skin.

                I carefully laid her down and rolled on top of her, I breathed heavily and briefly kissed her slightly parted lips, my hand moved downward caressing her wet yearning sex, my mind spun wildly as I watched her dark brown eyes close in pleasure, her legs wrapped around me, pulling my hard cock against her, I let out a loud moan as the fiery pain grew, I could feel each of my heart beats rock my body and I was close to madness.

                I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust into her, the impact causing her to cry out, I continued with a steady rhythm of sliding in and pulling out a little over half way through her tight shelter, before I knew it the rhythm quickened, and I was slamming into her, wanting to feel more of the intoxicating sexual drug. Our bodies were one, one heat, one growing passion, we seemed to breath together, to meet and part each other identically, our hearts beating side by side in a race against what seemed an eternal marathon of love making.

                I didn't want it to end, I just wanted more, but Lady tightened her hold around my throbbing tool, and I fought through a few more thrusts, and cried out as my body seemed to explode like a volcano, spasms of pleasure rocket through me as I felt myself release into the deep warmth inside her, my energy left me and I relaxed against her, feeling my body grow cold again, but my mind still rocked in ecstasy.

                Lady Une smiled down at me and laid me down beside her, we gazed into each others eyes letting our thoughts do the only talking, several minutes passed before we began to move around, Lady sat up running her hand over my sensitive organ, she smiled slightly and stood up dizzily.  

                "Are you leaving so soon?" I asked from where I lay.

                "Should I stay, Milord?" she asked pulling on her panties.

                "No..." I sighed and closed my eyes, there should be more to sex then the short physical desire, I was in need for more, though my body was tired my mind was yearning for something else, something that seemed to be missing, I drifted off to sleep after I heard the door open and close shut.

                I slept  lightly, just enough to rest but not enough to dream, I thought of what had happened  so far, it was only this morning when I found out my dreams were not really dreams, but my soul in hell, only this morning when I fell into the deep depression where nothing mattered. Now I had slept with Lady Une. I felt guilty now, I felt like I betrayed both Duo and Tabetha, I don't know why, it must have been the little bit left of my humanity that ate at my insides.

                Hours passed, and the door opened loudly and shut with a bang, I could tell it was Duo from his familiar scent and the way his footsteps glided across the room.

                "You sure look like you're enjoying yourself. I was crying my eyes out at that funeral, while you were fucking the day away!" his voice rang through the room startling me out of my light sleep, "Bastard, so who was it?"

                I looked up at him rubbing the sleep from my eyes and stretched.

                "Cover yourself," he ordered, "So, are you gonna tell me?"

                I pulled the blanket over myself and sighed, "Lady Une," I replied.

                "Immoral vampires, no wonder you're dammed, you're just a bunch of immortal harlots," he muttered.

                "I'm sorry," I apologized.

                "Oh well, I guess you owed me for sleeping with L.B. so you had every right," he jumped onto the bed and smiled devilishly, "So, how was she?"

                I smiled and shook my head, "Duo, you never cease to amaze me."

                "So?"

                "You don't need to know," I said lying back down.

                "Do you think she'd be better then me?" he asked.

                "Jealous are we?"

                "No, just curious," he smiled.

                "Well, let me rest some more and I'll think about telling you," I answered pulling the blankets up to my chin.

                "Fine, be that way," he replied and made himself comfortable.

~TBC~

You likey? He he, I hope, well review, I always wanna know what peoples think, even if it's mean :*( well you keep reading, sorry if you yaoi fans are a bit disappointed, I'll write a yaoi sex scene later on in the story, I just wanna find the right place ^_^ well I'll write another chapter and hopefully have it up by Monday.