Of Blood and Gundanium

(Prologue)

By Mrs Chang


Warning: Shonen-ai/Yaoi, Vampires, Death, Seduction

Pairings: ???

Disclaimer: The author does not own Gundam Wing, nor does she own any characters therein. This is a worl of fiction written without the permission of Gundam Wings respective owners. This is for entertainment purposes and no money is being made from it.

Author's Notes: Not much to say. One of the G-boys is a vampire, but I'm not going to tell you who just yet. You'll find out soon enough...

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The club's dance floor was crowded with the writhing, undulating forms of several hundred people. The dark sensuous beat of the music enveloped them and seem to almost flow through their very veins. The flashing stobe lights only added to the ethereal, hypnotic enviroment.

The clubs's patrons, the elite pop sophisticates and rhythm savvy ravers, were, as usual, lost in the music as it ebbed and flowed, a slave only to the whims of the DJ.

A slim, pale figure clad in black was among them, dancing with the best of them. Even in the chaotic enviroment of wild dancing and strobing lights, the being seemed eerily calm; placid in a sea of wild movement. Though having danced for hours, he wasn't even slightly fatigued.

His eyes, dark and strangely contrasting his skin's pallor, endlessly serached the crowd. The brilliantly dark orbs' gaze would rest on a dancer, analyzing and appraising for only a moment, before moving on to another.

As the music slowed, becoming more dark and even sinister in nature, his gaze allighted on a slim, energetic figure only a few yards away. He was tall, well-built. Pefect. The morbid watcher drew nearer, appraising the dancer before stepping closer still, allowing his body to just brush against that of the other's.

Even in the raucus movement surrounding him, the dancer's attention was captured by the light touch. As he looked up, he was transfixed by the dark man's morbid beauty. The darkly lovely man returned the gaze, eyes ablaze with wanton desire.

The two stared endlessly into each other's eyes, all the while dancing mere millimeters from each other as the ever-present beat pulsed around them. Body to body, limb to limb, the strange exchange of caresses continued until the initiator of the encounter drew fully against the other, pressing a searing kiss to the other's lips. Tongue met tongue and the two revelled in the intoxication the kiss brought.

The first drew away, but soon began to press tiny kisses to his newly-acquired dance partner's throat. This action drew no real attention from the other dancers which packed the floor; such carnally motivately behavior was common occurance.

The dark one's kisses traveled lower down his partner's neck, the rapid beat of blood flowing beneath skin pulsed against his pale lips. He drew away suddenly, and silver fangs glittered in the brilliantly falshing lights just before they sank into the flesh which pulsated with the life-giving crimson liquid he craved.

The slim creature's brilliant green eyes slid closed in ecstasy as the sweet, metalic liquid flowed out of its victim and down its throat...