Title: Night World: Shinigami

Author: Aya Maxwell

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4

Warnings: AU, Citrus, Language, and supernatural forces ^_^

Disclaimer: The Night World Series belongs to the all powerful and great L.J Smith, and Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai. I have nothing and I own nothing.



~The Night World . . . love was never so scary~

The Night World isn't a place. It's all around us. It's a secret society of vampires, witches and other creatures of the darkness that live among us. They're beautiful and deadly, and irresistible to humans. Your high school teacher could be one, and so could your boyfriend.

The Night World law says it's okay to hunt humans. It's okay to toy with their hearts; it's even okay to kill them. There are only two things you can't do with them.

1) Never let them find out that the Night World exists.

2) Never fall in love with them.

These are stories about what happens when the rules get broken.



*Circle Daybreak is a group formed by vampires and other Night World people who don't have anything against humans. They want peace between the Night people and everyone else. The original Heero Yuy was the leader of Circle Daybreak, but Odin Lowe killed him.*





Shinigami

"Junior! Dammit Junior I have to talk to you."

'Junior' turned around and aimed a black glare at the Chinese vampire. "I have asked you repeatedly not to call me that Wufei, and if I have to say it again I will fucking rip your heart out."

Wufei shrugged the threat off and brushed invisible lint off his black slacks. "You may not like it, but you are Odin Lowes son. And besides, what would you have me call you?"

"Heero Yuy."

Wufei gave Heero a dirty look. "You are impossible. Your father is the head of the entire vampire clan and you want to be named after that Circle Daybreak leader? What does Odin have to say about that?"

Heero shrugged and glowered at the wall. "I don't care what he says... at least the real Heero Yuy fought for what he believed in.. And didn't kill innocent people.. Unlike that man."

"That man is your father, and what do you mean 'innocent people' don't tell me you are in cahoots with humans now. Ugh. That's just disgusting." Wufei said with a shudder. Heero rolled his eyes and made a face. "I didn't say that... I just don't think killing thousands of them is right."

Wufei stared at him. "Since when do you care about what is right?"

"What the hell did you want anyway? Why are you bothering me?"

The young Chinese vampire began straightening his clothes again. "Well your father told me to deliver a message to you."

"What?"

"Well... it seems as though some head vampires were killed in New York City last night. Treize Khushrenada, and Milliardo Peacecraft. Miliardos sister is making a big fuss over it and demands that the people responsible be dealt with."

Heero eyed Wufei warily. "Why doesn't she just do it herself? Relena is a vampire and a witch... why doesn't she stop bitching and clean up her own messes."

Wufei shrugged. "No one wants to handle this. According to sources Shinigami was the one that did it, everyone is too scared."

Heero narrowed his eyes and grunted. "So Odin wants me to find him and kill him. Is that it?"

Wufei nodded. "If anyone can handle him... it's you. Odin knows that."

The Japanese vampire nodded. "Ninmu Ryoukai."



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~Club Hell, Midnight.~

Duo Maxwell was bored. There was no way else to describe his mood. No one at the club was interesting enough to hold his attention tonight. The place was usually a major vampire hang out, but for some reason there was some kind of vampire drought or something. So of course that meant that he had no one to kill. Yup... he was bored.

"Hey good lookin. Why so glum?"

Duo looked at Hilde blandly before turning his attention back towards the dancing bodies. "Nuthin to do." He said shortly.

The dark haired girl gave him a sympathetic smile and clucked her tongue. "No vampires for you to play with?"

The longhaired boy shook his head mournfully.

"Well Duo-Chan.. Looks like there are no victims for Shinigami tonight. Why don't you dance instead of just standing here?"

Duo shrugged. "Not in the mood."

Hilde groaned and draped herself over Duos lap, managing to feel him up as much as possible in the process. She smiled at him, and reached under his long leather coat. "Can I touch it Shinigami?" She purred in his ear, giving him what she thought was a seductive smile.

He glared at her. "No."

"Please Duo... it's so big and long."

Duo stood up, dumping her off his lap. "You can be a real hentai sometimes Hilde-Chan."

Hilde smirked up at him. "I was talking about your sword Maxwell.. Not your dick."

Duo stared at her, and blushed faintly. "Oh. Well in that case the answer is still no. The local authorities are not real fond of teenage guys walking around with silver katanas." He said dryly.

She raised an eyebrow. "Where the heck did you get that thing anyway?"

"Howard made it for me." Duo said as he once again started searching the crowds with his eyes.

"Howard never made anything like that for me." She said with a pout.

He smirked; "You're not as cute as me."

She continued to babble as he scanned the people for any signs of danger. He was a good slayer, probably one of the best out of all slayers in the country. Not that there were many of them. Not many people knew about the Night World, and those who did were either too afraid to become a slayer, were apart of Circle Daybreak or they were dead. Only the very brave chose to fight against the vampires. Suddenly the hair on the back of his neck stood up... which meant only one thing. There was a vampire nearby.

Duo narrowed his eyes and zeroed in on the boy who had just come in the club. He was beautiful... and sexy... and a vampire. Prussian blue eyes stared back at him in an unspoken challenge and Duo nodded his head in acceptance.

Maybe this night wouldn't be so boring after all.



TBC