Chapter 2: The Claiming
Later that night, I stumbled out of a Bar, Drunker than I had been in a long time. I was going to call home and ask someone to come and get me, but I figured that the fresh cold air would do me some good.
I left the town walking down the one dirt road heading back for home. I wanted to just lay into my nice warm bed and fall in an endless slumber. I knew I was going to have a monster hangover in the morning, damn it. I should stop this, I thought, drinking myself into a stupor is never going to make Heero like me.
* * *
Watching the drunk figure of the beautiful creature known as Duo walk down the dusty dirt road, The dark figure laughed to himself, whilst showing his fangs that glistened in the moonlight, he smiled.
"Mine, " He whispered.
Duo strode past him and he slipped from behind the trees, to settle in a slow pace behind him.
* * *
I looked up at the sky, the big bright moon smiling down upon me, I marveled at how beautiful it is, I could never get over the beauty of the moon from the earth. It always looked like a tomb from the view of space.
Stumbling along, I suddenly stopped, someone was out there. I turned, thinking there was someone behind me, but found there to be no one. I sighed a sigh of relief, and When I turned back to the front to continue along, there was a man standing directly in front of me only a few feet away.
He had the most beautiful eyes, they shone in the moonlight, and his hair fell down to the lower part of his back and was a rich blonde color, I knew him. If I could only think, but my head felt strained in the confusion of the alcohol. I stood there rather dumbly, and it finally dawned on me. I spoke but one word.
"Milliardo..."
He closed the distance between us, and cupped my chin in his hands. A look of confusion spread across my face. "What are you doing here?" I asked him, barely whispering, for I was drunk and his suddenness startled me.
"Claiming you, " He said. I started to stammer then, muttering incoherent phrases, and trying to pull myself away. "I..I I, I can't, lllet me go pplease," I asked him. His eyes that had such overwhelming depth held me there and I stopped struggling, feeling as if I was drowning. I could feel myself then, slipping away, drowning in those eyes, those bright crystal blue eyes, they were enchanting, yet threatened to swallow me whole. A sudden sound in the night tore our eyes apart, and then I could see them, the glistening fangs, why did I never notice them before? I gasped and he brought his mouth down to mine, hard. He was demanding, and I tried to resist, finding it impossible. His mouth was sweet, and as my struggles ceased as his kiss grew even sweeter. His tongue was demanding and I parted, letting him in to explore me. I moaned in his mouth, his sweet kisses brining forth responses that I never could have thought existed. His mouth moved off of mine, and he kissed his way down my neck, and stayed there, nuzzling, and nipping me causing me to moan loudly. He laughed, and it startled me. What was I doing? Don't I love Heero?
I pulled away, slight confusion crossed his face. his face twisted from a beautiful glow, to one of hatred and anger. This sudden change in him caused a sudden change in me. This is not that Milliardo I knew. Now I feared for my life. I turned and started to run, or at least the best I could do in the state that I was in. I got no further than 5 feet, when he grabbed me from behind.
"I said, that I came to claim you, and that is exactly what I am going to do,"
My eyes widened in sudden horror as he spun me around, and I had another look at the elongated fangs shined back at me as he grinned. I screamed, trying to free myself, but he was stronger and flung me down to the ground on my back.
I screamed as he sunk his fangs in deep and hard, the pain was unbearable. Then he began to lessen the pressure, and the pain soon changed to pleasure, as my head started to swim. It was similar to when I first looked into his eyes, only more intense and harder to get out of. It felt as if I was standing on a precipice looking out over a vast darkness, unable to see, only able to feel. I could feel the wind blowing through my hair and I could feel myself falling, falling and falling until he pulled away leaving me there feeling week and drained, like a raisin that has been left out to dry in the sun.
I looked up at him and his face had taken on more color than it had, had before. He smiled down at me his fangs now glinting red in the light. Red, the red of my blood, my life that he had nearly drained me. I could barely move my head, my body feeling like a ton of bricks, therefore preventing me from moving. I let out a slight groan, and he bent down, straddled my hips, lowered his face to mine, all the while grinning, and kissed me soundly on the lips. It was a brief kiss, just a slight touching of lips that left a nice smear of my blood on my lips.
He sat back up, still in his straddling position, and began to remove his shirt, he unbuttoned the black cotton shirt and put it on the ground next to him. He also pulled out a very ornate knife from a sheath behind his back. I looked up at him, and he held the blade where I could see it. The handle was a black pearl, and had very intricate designs carved in the sides, as for the blade it was curved and had some sort of writing engraved in it, though I could not read it.
He took the blade and made a deep cut on his chest, right above the nipple. Rich crimson blood welled out from the cut and trickled down his chest. He forced me up then, holding my head to his chest, trying to force me to drink the warm liquid. I pulled my head away from him, trying to peel my face away from him, the scarlet fluid flowing into my mouth. It spilled in my mouth and then out again, trailing it's way down my chin.
After a few seconds of this, I started to loose control, I gave in, letting him hold me there and suckled on his breast. The warm flow of blood into me soon replaced the one that he had taken away, and he moaned as I started to suck harder and harder on the sweet flesh. His moans soon turned from pleasure to pain, and he flung me off of him panting. He sat back on the side of the road, and breathing heavily, looked at me.
"Soon you will be mine, " he stated bluntly.
"Never."
"We shall see, mon cher, we shall see."
I became lost then, lost in a searing pain filled darkness that threatened to envelop me, heart and soul. Then laying on the side of the road, I felt myself die. Alone.
Later that night, I stumbled out of a Bar, Drunker than I had been in a long time. I was going to call home and ask someone to come and get me, but I figured that the fresh cold air would do me some good.
I left the town walking down the one dirt road heading back for home. I wanted to just lay into my nice warm bed and fall in an endless slumber. I knew I was going to have a monster hangover in the morning, damn it. I should stop this, I thought, drinking myself into a stupor is never going to make Heero like me.
* * *
Watching the drunk figure of the beautiful creature known as Duo walk down the dusty dirt road, The dark figure laughed to himself, whilst showing his fangs that glistened in the moonlight, he smiled.
"Mine, " He whispered.
Duo strode past him and he slipped from behind the trees, to settle in a slow pace behind him.
* * *
I looked up at the sky, the big bright moon smiling down upon me, I marveled at how beautiful it is, I could never get over the beauty of the moon from the earth. It always looked like a tomb from the view of space.
Stumbling along, I suddenly stopped, someone was out there. I turned, thinking there was someone behind me, but found there to be no one. I sighed a sigh of relief, and When I turned back to the front to continue along, there was a man standing directly in front of me only a few feet away.
He had the most beautiful eyes, they shone in the moonlight, and his hair fell down to the lower part of his back and was a rich blonde color, I knew him. If I could only think, but my head felt strained in the confusion of the alcohol. I stood there rather dumbly, and it finally dawned on me. I spoke but one word.
"Milliardo..."
He closed the distance between us, and cupped my chin in his hands. A look of confusion spread across my face. "What are you doing here?" I asked him, barely whispering, for I was drunk and his suddenness startled me.
"Claiming you, " He said. I started to stammer then, muttering incoherent phrases, and trying to pull myself away. "I..I I, I can't, lllet me go pplease," I asked him. His eyes that had such overwhelming depth held me there and I stopped struggling, feeling as if I was drowning. I could feel myself then, slipping away, drowning in those eyes, those bright crystal blue eyes, they were enchanting, yet threatened to swallow me whole. A sudden sound in the night tore our eyes apart, and then I could see them, the glistening fangs, why did I never notice them before? I gasped and he brought his mouth down to mine, hard. He was demanding, and I tried to resist, finding it impossible. His mouth was sweet, and as my struggles ceased as his kiss grew even sweeter. His tongue was demanding and I parted, letting him in to explore me. I moaned in his mouth, his sweet kisses brining forth responses that I never could have thought existed. His mouth moved off of mine, and he kissed his way down my neck, and stayed there, nuzzling, and nipping me causing me to moan loudly. He laughed, and it startled me. What was I doing? Don't I love Heero?
I pulled away, slight confusion crossed his face. his face twisted from a beautiful glow, to one of hatred and anger. This sudden change in him caused a sudden change in me. This is not that Milliardo I knew. Now I feared for my life. I turned and started to run, or at least the best I could do in the state that I was in. I got no further than 5 feet, when he grabbed me from behind.
"I said, that I came to claim you, and that is exactly what I am going to do,"
My eyes widened in sudden horror as he spun me around, and I had another look at the elongated fangs shined back at me as he grinned. I screamed, trying to free myself, but he was stronger and flung me down to the ground on my back.
I screamed as he sunk his fangs in deep and hard, the pain was unbearable. Then he began to lessen the pressure, and the pain soon changed to pleasure, as my head started to swim. It was similar to when I first looked into his eyes, only more intense and harder to get out of. It felt as if I was standing on a precipice looking out over a vast darkness, unable to see, only able to feel. I could feel the wind blowing through my hair and I could feel myself falling, falling and falling until he pulled away leaving me there feeling week and drained, like a raisin that has been left out to dry in the sun.
I looked up at him and his face had taken on more color than it had, had before. He smiled down at me his fangs now glinting red in the light. Red, the red of my blood, my life that he had nearly drained me. I could barely move my head, my body feeling like a ton of bricks, therefore preventing me from moving. I let out a slight groan, and he bent down, straddled my hips, lowered his face to mine, all the while grinning, and kissed me soundly on the lips. It was a brief kiss, just a slight touching of lips that left a nice smear of my blood on my lips.
He sat back up, still in his straddling position, and began to remove his shirt, he unbuttoned the black cotton shirt and put it on the ground next to him. He also pulled out a very ornate knife from a sheath behind his back. I looked up at him, and he held the blade where I could see it. The handle was a black pearl, and had very intricate designs carved in the sides, as for the blade it was curved and had some sort of writing engraved in it, though I could not read it.
He took the blade and made a deep cut on his chest, right above the nipple. Rich crimson blood welled out from the cut and trickled down his chest. He forced me up then, holding my head to his chest, trying to force me to drink the warm liquid. I pulled my head away from him, trying to peel my face away from him, the scarlet fluid flowing into my mouth. It spilled in my mouth and then out again, trailing it's way down my chin.
After a few seconds of this, I started to loose control, I gave in, letting him hold me there and suckled on his breast. The warm flow of blood into me soon replaced the one that he had taken away, and he moaned as I started to suck harder and harder on the sweet flesh. His moans soon turned from pleasure to pain, and he flung me off of him panting. He sat back on the side of the road, and breathing heavily, looked at me.
"Soon you will be mine, " he stated bluntly.
"Never."
"We shall see, mon cher, we shall see."
I became lost then, lost in a searing pain filled darkness that threatened to envelop me, heart and soul. Then laying on the side of the road, I felt myself die. Alone.