Taste of Eternity
Disclaimer = I do not own them and I never will. ^_^
The first real change came unexpectedly. Early one morning, Duo came bursting into the small apartment they shared with two other vampires. The year was 1966 and he had been out all morning attending some Anti-War protest. He told Heero once that he found it amusing to mix himself up in whatever trend humans found so interesting. Heero told him he was an idiot to mingle with the other humans and that he was only putting himself in danger. In response to this, Duo very casually flicked him off and grabbed his peace sign necklace, claiming he was late to a protest rally.
That morning however, Duo returned looking very flushed and happy. Heero assumed he had been feeding too much, but, upon closer inspection, realized that Duo was blushing. He didn't even know it was possible. "What's your problem?" He asked gruffly, his voice carrying his usual monotonous tone. Duo grinned and flopped down on the couch, flipping through channels. "Ooh nothing that concerns you," he said mysteriously, avoiding everyone's gaze. Heero glanced questioningly at their roommate, a hotheaded female vampiress who had been around long enough to see the great pyramids rise in Egypt. Dorothy caught him looking at her and she shrugged. "Don't ask me," she said, snatching the channel-changer from Duo's hand and put on her favorite soap opera. "He always acts weird."
Heero looked sharply at the TV and lashed out with his mental Power. Sparks flew from the antenna and the TV screen went blank. "HEY!" Duo and Dorothy yelled simultaneously, turning to glare at Heero. He allowed himself a small smirk. "No TV until Duo tells me what's wrong with him."
Dorothy glared angrily at Duo and he muttered darkly under his breath. *I shoulda never trained Heero to use his Power.* he thought regretfully. *He's probably the strongest vampire I've ever changed.*
"I'm waiting.." Heero commented, reading Duo's thoughts like a book. Duo sighed, then smiled. "I found her!" he said brightly, getting to his feet and jumping up and down excitedly. Heero raised an eyebrow and Dorothy snorted in disgust. "I'm going to my room." She declared. "I have a TV in there." She stormed out in a huff and Duo continued his jumping. "Aw Heero, man, she's beautiful. And talk about HOT!"
"What are you talking about?" Heero asked. Not getting a straight answer, he tore through Duo's defenses easily, prying into his mind with his Power. The image of a young girl, around 17, floated from Duo's mind to his own. She had thick black hair that hung just by her ears and laughing blue eyes. In the image, she was smiling at something, probably a joke Duo told. Heero flung the memory back in Duo's face and smiled contemptuously. "So you've found a weakness."
"Nah, not a weakness. A babe!" Duo amended, smiling and staring off into the distance. "I'm gonna go visit her tonight. I think we're going to have lots of fun."
He flashed Heero a wicked smile and purposely elongated his teeth to become fangs. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with your food?" Heero asked and Duo shook his head innocently. "Nope, haven't heard that one. Besides, after tonight she isn't going to be a human anymore." He skipped off to his room, forgetting all about the TV. "Probably isn't going to be a virgin anymore either," Heero said to himself, getting to his feet and stretching.
Rooming with Duo and Dorothy wasn't exactly the best living situation he could have asked for. They were both loud, annoying and full of themselves, plus they were constantly talking about their human conquests. Heero usually cut out before night fell, either to hunt or to find someplace else to stay. He grabbed his overcoat and slipped it on over his black muscle shirt and faded blue jeans. He definitely did not want to be around this place tonight.
Heero slipped out the door and was immediately bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. He smiled and shaded his eyes against the light, starting down the apartment flat's steps. Humans superstitions were, for the most part, groundless, he decided, slipping on his sunglasses. Sunlight, even the bright noonday zenith, had absolutely no affect on his kind. His smile deepened as he thought of the movie Dracula they had watched last night on television, and how upset Duo became at the way the human's portrayed the Transylvanian Count. "An outrage!" he recalled the braided vampire yelling, and throwing the nearest inanimate object at the TV screen. "Not even the weakest vampire could be killed off that easily!"
He was right of course. The only thing that could kill a vampire was being drained by another one of their own kind. Heero shook his head to clear this gruesome thought and continued down the street, his hands jammed in his pockets and his shoulders rounded, giving off an air that stated: 'Don't mess with me.'
He walked for a little while, not sure where he was going exactly but vaguely aware that he was heading in the right direction. Crowds of people were pushing past him now, all headed in the opposite direction. *They just must have gotten off work.* he decided after nearly being trampled by a mob clad in business suits. Heero clenched his teeth and bowed his head as body after body slammed into him, brushing rudely past. He could hear the throbbing pulse of each human's heart as they scrambled by, absorbed in their non important lives worried about trivial things.
Heero took a deep breath inhaling the rich aroma of blood hanging in the air like fog. His own veins pulsed with the rhythm of the city, filling him with a sense of fulfillment. Yes, tonight would be a good time to hunt.
Increasing his pace, his hunger rising with every step, Heero became desperate to escape this big crowd. If his craving got large enough, there was no telling if he could keep control of himself, especially since he was upset already. But, as fate would have it, something unexpected happened that kept him delayed a bit longer than he would have liked.
"Scuse me." he muttered for what seemed the thousandth time as he bumped into yet another pedestrian. *I see I still haven't lost my manners.* he thought ruefully, recovering his footing and starting back on his way. *Perhaps I should start apologizing to my prey before I kill them.*
"That's okay," the young girl he bumped replied. "Happens all the time." She laughed a little and dusted off her tie-dye jacket. Heero froze and turned around to face her. Something about the way she laughed…it was so familiar. He didn't have to guess long about the source of his deja vu because the young girl before him was none other than the object of Duo's affection. She was a lot smaller in real life than in Duo's mind, in both height and bust size. Of course, Heero had learned by now to take whatever Duo thought and divide in half in order to come out with anything realistic. He realized he was staring at the girl and immediately looked to the ground.
"Uh, well, sorry again." He mumbled awkwardly. Why was he being so stupid?
"No, really. It's okay. I'm more surprised that you bothered to apologize more than the fact that you bumped me. Not like anything can really bug me today. I'm on my way to a date with the greatest guy. I think he might be the one." A silly smile crept on her face and Heero felt her heart beat faster and faster. He licked his lips anxiously.
"Oh my gosh, I'm babbling to a stranger. You must think I'm whacked."
Heero smirked. "No. Have fun on your date."
The girl grinned and gave him a little wave. "Thanks. Peace man." She said, turning on her heel and walking in the opposite direction. Heero watched her fade into the crowd, an uneasy feeling eating away at the pit of his stomach. He knew what lay in wait for her back at the apartment. She would get the dream date she'd always wanted. And then she would die.
Heero shook his head to clear this thought and jammed his hands brusquely in his pockets. What did he care? She was just another girl, like all the others.
*This is different though. She's a person. She has thoughts…opinions….humor.*
"They all have that." Heero reminded himself. "Get over it Yuy." But his subconscious wouldn't leave him alone. That nagging feeling in his stomach never left, only grew, and it had nothing to do with hunger. *You could still save her. Make up some excuse. Knock her over the head. Anything to keep her away.*
"Shut up." Heero growled. "I know what you are. And I wish you would go away."
*You can't hide from your humanity Heero. You're not like the other vampires. No matter how many times you try to bury me under layers of indifference, I'll always be here waiting. Her life is on your hands now…*
"Hers and hundreds of other peoples." Heero corrected, pushing that galling voice out of his head. "It's no longer my problem."
Heero may have been able to shake the voice, but the feeling stayed with him for the rest of the night. The sun set quickly enough, spilling the city streets into an inky darkness, and still he walked, tormented by his own underlying guilt.
Disclaimer = I do not own them and I never will. ^_^
The first real change came unexpectedly. Early one morning, Duo came bursting into the small apartment they shared with two other vampires. The year was 1966 and he had been out all morning attending some Anti-War protest. He told Heero once that he found it amusing to mix himself up in whatever trend humans found so interesting. Heero told him he was an idiot to mingle with the other humans and that he was only putting himself in danger. In response to this, Duo very casually flicked him off and grabbed his peace sign necklace, claiming he was late to a protest rally.
That morning however, Duo returned looking very flushed and happy. Heero assumed he had been feeding too much, but, upon closer inspection, realized that Duo was blushing. He didn't even know it was possible. "What's your problem?" He asked gruffly, his voice carrying his usual monotonous tone. Duo grinned and flopped down on the couch, flipping through channels. "Ooh nothing that concerns you," he said mysteriously, avoiding everyone's gaze. Heero glanced questioningly at their roommate, a hotheaded female vampiress who had been around long enough to see the great pyramids rise in Egypt. Dorothy caught him looking at her and she shrugged. "Don't ask me," she said, snatching the channel-changer from Duo's hand and put on her favorite soap opera. "He always acts weird."
Heero looked sharply at the TV and lashed out with his mental Power. Sparks flew from the antenna and the TV screen went blank. "HEY!" Duo and Dorothy yelled simultaneously, turning to glare at Heero. He allowed himself a small smirk. "No TV until Duo tells me what's wrong with him."
Dorothy glared angrily at Duo and he muttered darkly under his breath. *I shoulda never trained Heero to use his Power.* he thought regretfully. *He's probably the strongest vampire I've ever changed.*
"I'm waiting.." Heero commented, reading Duo's thoughts like a book. Duo sighed, then smiled. "I found her!" he said brightly, getting to his feet and jumping up and down excitedly. Heero raised an eyebrow and Dorothy snorted in disgust. "I'm going to my room." She declared. "I have a TV in there." She stormed out in a huff and Duo continued his jumping. "Aw Heero, man, she's beautiful. And talk about HOT!"
"What are you talking about?" Heero asked. Not getting a straight answer, he tore through Duo's defenses easily, prying into his mind with his Power. The image of a young girl, around 17, floated from Duo's mind to his own. She had thick black hair that hung just by her ears and laughing blue eyes. In the image, she was smiling at something, probably a joke Duo told. Heero flung the memory back in Duo's face and smiled contemptuously. "So you've found a weakness."
"Nah, not a weakness. A babe!" Duo amended, smiling and staring off into the distance. "I'm gonna go visit her tonight. I think we're going to have lots of fun."
He flashed Heero a wicked smile and purposely elongated his teeth to become fangs. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with your food?" Heero asked and Duo shook his head innocently. "Nope, haven't heard that one. Besides, after tonight she isn't going to be a human anymore." He skipped off to his room, forgetting all about the TV. "Probably isn't going to be a virgin anymore either," Heero said to himself, getting to his feet and stretching.
Rooming with Duo and Dorothy wasn't exactly the best living situation he could have asked for. They were both loud, annoying and full of themselves, plus they were constantly talking about their human conquests. Heero usually cut out before night fell, either to hunt or to find someplace else to stay. He grabbed his overcoat and slipped it on over his black muscle shirt and faded blue jeans. He definitely did not want to be around this place tonight.
Heero slipped out the door and was immediately bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. He smiled and shaded his eyes against the light, starting down the apartment flat's steps. Humans superstitions were, for the most part, groundless, he decided, slipping on his sunglasses. Sunlight, even the bright noonday zenith, had absolutely no affect on his kind. His smile deepened as he thought of the movie Dracula they had watched last night on television, and how upset Duo became at the way the human's portrayed the Transylvanian Count. "An outrage!" he recalled the braided vampire yelling, and throwing the nearest inanimate object at the TV screen. "Not even the weakest vampire could be killed off that easily!"
He was right of course. The only thing that could kill a vampire was being drained by another one of their own kind. Heero shook his head to clear this gruesome thought and continued down the street, his hands jammed in his pockets and his shoulders rounded, giving off an air that stated: 'Don't mess with me.'
He walked for a little while, not sure where he was going exactly but vaguely aware that he was heading in the right direction. Crowds of people were pushing past him now, all headed in the opposite direction. *They just must have gotten off work.* he decided after nearly being trampled by a mob clad in business suits. Heero clenched his teeth and bowed his head as body after body slammed into him, brushing rudely past. He could hear the throbbing pulse of each human's heart as they scrambled by, absorbed in their non important lives worried about trivial things.
Heero took a deep breath inhaling the rich aroma of blood hanging in the air like fog. His own veins pulsed with the rhythm of the city, filling him with a sense of fulfillment. Yes, tonight would be a good time to hunt.
Increasing his pace, his hunger rising with every step, Heero became desperate to escape this big crowd. If his craving got large enough, there was no telling if he could keep control of himself, especially since he was upset already. But, as fate would have it, something unexpected happened that kept him delayed a bit longer than he would have liked.
"Scuse me." he muttered for what seemed the thousandth time as he bumped into yet another pedestrian. *I see I still haven't lost my manners.* he thought ruefully, recovering his footing and starting back on his way. *Perhaps I should start apologizing to my prey before I kill them.*
"That's okay," the young girl he bumped replied. "Happens all the time." She laughed a little and dusted off her tie-dye jacket. Heero froze and turned around to face her. Something about the way she laughed…it was so familiar. He didn't have to guess long about the source of his deja vu because the young girl before him was none other than the object of Duo's affection. She was a lot smaller in real life than in Duo's mind, in both height and bust size. Of course, Heero had learned by now to take whatever Duo thought and divide in half in order to come out with anything realistic. He realized he was staring at the girl and immediately looked to the ground.
"Uh, well, sorry again." He mumbled awkwardly. Why was he being so stupid?
"No, really. It's okay. I'm more surprised that you bothered to apologize more than the fact that you bumped me. Not like anything can really bug me today. I'm on my way to a date with the greatest guy. I think he might be the one." A silly smile crept on her face and Heero felt her heart beat faster and faster. He licked his lips anxiously.
"Oh my gosh, I'm babbling to a stranger. You must think I'm whacked."
Heero smirked. "No. Have fun on your date."
The girl grinned and gave him a little wave. "Thanks. Peace man." She said, turning on her heel and walking in the opposite direction. Heero watched her fade into the crowd, an uneasy feeling eating away at the pit of his stomach. He knew what lay in wait for her back at the apartment. She would get the dream date she'd always wanted. And then she would die.
Heero shook his head to clear this thought and jammed his hands brusquely in his pockets. What did he care? She was just another girl, like all the others.
*This is different though. She's a person. She has thoughts…opinions….humor.*
"They all have that." Heero reminded himself. "Get over it Yuy." But his subconscious wouldn't leave him alone. That nagging feeling in his stomach never left, only grew, and it had nothing to do with hunger. *You could still save her. Make up some excuse. Knock her over the head. Anything to keep her away.*
"Shut up." Heero growled. "I know what you are. And I wish you would go away."
*You can't hide from your humanity Heero. You're not like the other vampires. No matter how many times you try to bury me under layers of indifference, I'll always be here waiting. Her life is on your hands now…*
"Hers and hundreds of other peoples." Heero corrected, pushing that galling voice out of his head. "It's no longer my problem."
Heero may have been able to shake the voice, but the feeling stayed with him for the rest of the night. The sun set quickly enough, spilling the city streets into an inky darkness, and still he walked, tormented by his own underlying guilt.