YAY! I UPDATED!
Muses: ~cheer halfheartedly~
Now reminder all: The type of vampires I use always have relationships between the older vampires and the vampires they create. Eventually, this will (more than likely) be mainly 1x2 , 3x4. But for now, seeing as Duo creates, most relationships will have Duo! If you want your couple, just wait a bit. It's coming, it's coming!
Pairings: So far, 2x4. Eventual main pairings will be 1x2, 3x4 and 5x13 or 5xS.
Disclaimer: ~puts on 'innocent face'~ I own Gundam Wing....
Keladry: Yeah. A Gundam Wing tape.
~scowls~ Like everyone didn't know. Just spoil my fun! What^ever^. Read on now.
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Duo glanced out of the corner of his eye at the blonde boy. 'A nice edition for a vampire, to be sure,' he thought, then hesitated. 'Perhaps it would be cruel, to give him our curse. She went crazy and killed herself,' he reminded himself, shrugging everything off.
"Hey, what's your name?" the boy asked politely.
"Just call me Duo," he said, glad that a conversation had been started. "You?"
"Quatre Raberba Winner, a pleasure to meet you!" the boy, Quatre, replied cheerfully.
'A nice kid,' Duo thought as they began to chat. 'Too bad I'll probably kill him before the night is out.'
...
The plague had struck. All around him, the strong stench of decay and death swirled, practically visible. Duo heartlessly kicked another child off his foot. 'Disgusting, but she would have loved it here,' he thought with a flash of pain. She was nearly always in his thoughts since her suicide. She had loved to take those in pain.
''Shinigami,'' the call echoed softly through the streets. 'Another one calling for death?' he wondered, and headed towards the voice.
Familiar. The voice was familiar! Duo found himself jogging, then running. There was a large house at the end of the street. Picking the lock, he stepped inside, nearly falling over as the reek of death stung at him. "Twice as strong as outside," he muttered, walking towards the voice again.
There were thirty rooms on the floor, he noted. Peering into each room as he went, he saw one dead girl after another. 'Twenty nine,' he said, coming to the last door. 'They were hit hard.'
The last door opened silently, and he peered in. A pale blonde head was all he saw over the top of the covers. The head moved, shifting the covers. Duo hardly retained a gasp. "Quatre?"
Quatre moaned softly, weakly waving. Duo stared in horror at his mortal friend. "What are you doing here?" Quatre said softly. "You'll catch it. You should go far away..."
Duo walked up, running a hand along a flushed cheek. "I can help take the pain away, Quat," he said gently, feeling his fangs grow at the prospect of blood. 'This is the reason I was looking for!' his mind yelled.
"I... guess... that no more pain would be good," the boy murmured weakly.
"Hold still," Duo said, barely able to hold in the lust for blood. Opening his mouth, he caught Quatre's throat in his teeth. Quatre squeaked, going limp as Duo pressed the smaller form against him.
A rhythm was taken up, slowly sucking to the beat of two hearts. Duo ignored the tinge of plague in the blood as he took all of the rich liquid into his own body. In minutes, Quatre could hardly move, with hardly any blood at all in his body.
Duo winced as he drew a long thin dagger, slowly slashing his own wrist. He smiled at Quatre, holding the bleeding wound to the boy's lips. "Drink," he murmured, and Quatre quietly obeyed. Blue and violet eyes widened in unison as the vampiric blood began to enter the mortal.
Quatre silently drank, glancing up to Duo from time to time to be sure his friend wasn't hurt. Duo sighed, feeling relief as his friend gained strength slowly, and stared in awe as the pale boy gained the beauty only a vampire possesses. Golden hair seemed to shine, and blue eyes glowed slightly in the dim room. He had never felt himself attracted to anyone, despite the belief vampires 'loved' the ones they created. She had cared for him simply out of duty.
"Why did I create her?" he murmured softly, and Quatre looked up, a question in his eyes. "You can stop now," he said, and Quatre drew new fangs from Duo's own flesh. He smiled shyly at the older boy.
"Who did you create?" he asked softly, siting up. Duo turned away. 'What have I done? He was so innocent!' he thought, suppressing a sob.
"I'm fine. I don't mind, really, Duo. Please don't cry," Quatre said, resting a blonde head on his shoulder. "Is there anything I need to know?"
Duo quickly shook his head. "I don't think you need blood tonight. Come on, we better get back to my coffin before daybreak."
Quatre squeaked. "A coffin?"
Duo turned his head to look down at the boy. "Yes, why?"
Quatre blushed slightly. "I'm claustrophobic," he murmured.
Duo smiled, wrapping an arm around his creation. "Come with me, and leave your mortal life behind," he murmured into the smaller boy's ear. Quatre nodded mutely, and the two climbed into the coffin together, away from the light.
...
As the sunlight once again dropped it's power over the lands, Duo felt his eyes push open. An unfamiliar weight had settled on his chest, and he strained until he made out the light blonde mass. 'Quatre.'
"It's time to wake up," he murmured softly into the boy's hair. The coffin lid was pushed off, and he beheld his friend in the pale moonlight. Quatre rose slightly, standing, before he doubled over, clutching his stomach.
"What's wrong with me," he moaned. Duo watched, impassive, as the boy shook violently, and then walked over to gather the blonde in his arms.
"It's the hunger Quatre. We need to eat now, so come with me," he instructed calmly. Quatre's large eyes filled with questions as the two walked out into the night. "Isn't everything so beautiful?" he whispered into the smaller vampire's ear as they looked around.
For a minute, Duo allowed himself the pleasure of seeing everything as Quatre would see it: fresh, bright, and fascinating. The blue eyed young one gazed up at him, and planted a sweet kiss on his cheek. 'He still cares about me. He still has his humanity,' Duo thought guiltily. 'What have I done?'
The lights of the town glared down on Quatre's pale cheeks. His clothing still hung limp from the plague, yet his eyes danced merrily. Duo smiled slightly himself as he lead the way to a sick house. 'Perhaps it will be more bearable if he thinks he's helping the people by killing them,' he thought hopelessly, although his heart didn't believe his mind.
Taking Quatre's hand in his own, he walked up to a pale boy, one still infected with the plague. "Take him," he murmured into Quatre's ear.
Blue eyes questioned him, and Duo gestured towards the younger boy's neck. Quatre nodded hesitantly, opening his mouth just enough to grasp the flesh between his fangs. Soft lips covered the hole, and Quatre began to suck slowly.
The boy let out a small moan, and Quatre began to take the blood in faster, eyelashes fluttering from the strain of the bloodlust. Duo allowed him to continue drinking for several more minutes before tapping him on his shoulder.
Ever obedient, Quatre released the neck, stepping back with a weak smile. "Good job," Duo said, hugging him slightly. Quatre's smile strengthened, and he started walking back to the house.
Duo stared for a minute at the slender silhouette. 'I wonder what he would have looked like in the light,' he thought to himself. 'Probably like an angel. And I took all of that away.
"I'm sorry," he murmured to Quatre's back, and followed the blonde home.
tbc
MUAHAHAHAHA! Isn't everyone proud of me? ~waits for an answer~ ~gets none~ Okay... so maybe noone cares! But I'm proud because this is the first story I've updated in like a month. I've been having a little writers block, ya no? OH! BUT I HAVE THIS TOTALLY AWESOMELY FUNNY STORY GOING: The Saga Of the Timbits !!! It's a Star Wars thing my friend and I did, and it focuses on Timbits and Donuts! I'm going to go try and write a new chapter for this, seeing as I'm inspired, so bubye all!
Muses: ~cheer halfheartedly~
Now reminder all: The type of vampires I use always have relationships between the older vampires and the vampires they create. Eventually, this will (more than likely) be mainly 1x2 , 3x4. But for now, seeing as Duo creates, most relationships will have Duo! If you want your couple, just wait a bit. It's coming, it's coming!
Pairings: So far, 2x4. Eventual main pairings will be 1x2, 3x4 and 5x13 or 5xS.
Disclaimer: ~puts on 'innocent face'~ I own Gundam Wing....
Keladry: Yeah. A Gundam Wing tape.
~scowls~ Like everyone didn't know. Just spoil my fun! What^ever^. Read on now.
...
Duo glanced out of the corner of his eye at the blonde boy. 'A nice edition for a vampire, to be sure,' he thought, then hesitated. 'Perhaps it would be cruel, to give him our curse. She went crazy and killed herself,' he reminded himself, shrugging everything off.
"Hey, what's your name?" the boy asked politely.
"Just call me Duo," he said, glad that a conversation had been started. "You?"
"Quatre Raberba Winner, a pleasure to meet you!" the boy, Quatre, replied cheerfully.
'A nice kid,' Duo thought as they began to chat. 'Too bad I'll probably kill him before the night is out.'
...
The plague had struck. All around him, the strong stench of decay and death swirled, practically visible. Duo heartlessly kicked another child off his foot. 'Disgusting, but she would have loved it here,' he thought with a flash of pain. She was nearly always in his thoughts since her suicide. She had loved to take those in pain.
''Shinigami,'' the call echoed softly through the streets. 'Another one calling for death?' he wondered, and headed towards the voice.
Familiar. The voice was familiar! Duo found himself jogging, then running. There was a large house at the end of the street. Picking the lock, he stepped inside, nearly falling over as the reek of death stung at him. "Twice as strong as outside," he muttered, walking towards the voice again.
There were thirty rooms on the floor, he noted. Peering into each room as he went, he saw one dead girl after another. 'Twenty nine,' he said, coming to the last door. 'They were hit hard.'
The last door opened silently, and he peered in. A pale blonde head was all he saw over the top of the covers. The head moved, shifting the covers. Duo hardly retained a gasp. "Quatre?"
Quatre moaned softly, weakly waving. Duo stared in horror at his mortal friend. "What are you doing here?" Quatre said softly. "You'll catch it. You should go far away..."
Duo walked up, running a hand along a flushed cheek. "I can help take the pain away, Quat," he said gently, feeling his fangs grow at the prospect of blood. 'This is the reason I was looking for!' his mind yelled.
"I... guess... that no more pain would be good," the boy murmured weakly.
"Hold still," Duo said, barely able to hold in the lust for blood. Opening his mouth, he caught Quatre's throat in his teeth. Quatre squeaked, going limp as Duo pressed the smaller form against him.
A rhythm was taken up, slowly sucking to the beat of two hearts. Duo ignored the tinge of plague in the blood as he took all of the rich liquid into his own body. In minutes, Quatre could hardly move, with hardly any blood at all in his body.
Duo winced as he drew a long thin dagger, slowly slashing his own wrist. He smiled at Quatre, holding the bleeding wound to the boy's lips. "Drink," he murmured, and Quatre quietly obeyed. Blue and violet eyes widened in unison as the vampiric blood began to enter the mortal.
Quatre silently drank, glancing up to Duo from time to time to be sure his friend wasn't hurt. Duo sighed, feeling relief as his friend gained strength slowly, and stared in awe as the pale boy gained the beauty only a vampire possesses. Golden hair seemed to shine, and blue eyes glowed slightly in the dim room. He had never felt himself attracted to anyone, despite the belief vampires 'loved' the ones they created. She had cared for him simply out of duty.
"Why did I create her?" he murmured softly, and Quatre looked up, a question in his eyes. "You can stop now," he said, and Quatre drew new fangs from Duo's own flesh. He smiled shyly at the older boy.
"Who did you create?" he asked softly, siting up. Duo turned away. 'What have I done? He was so innocent!' he thought, suppressing a sob.
"I'm fine. I don't mind, really, Duo. Please don't cry," Quatre said, resting a blonde head on his shoulder. "Is there anything I need to know?"
Duo quickly shook his head. "I don't think you need blood tonight. Come on, we better get back to my coffin before daybreak."
Quatre squeaked. "A coffin?"
Duo turned his head to look down at the boy. "Yes, why?"
Quatre blushed slightly. "I'm claustrophobic," he murmured.
Duo smiled, wrapping an arm around his creation. "Come with me, and leave your mortal life behind," he murmured into the smaller boy's ear. Quatre nodded mutely, and the two climbed into the coffin together, away from the light.
...
As the sunlight once again dropped it's power over the lands, Duo felt his eyes push open. An unfamiliar weight had settled on his chest, and he strained until he made out the light blonde mass. 'Quatre.'
"It's time to wake up," he murmured softly into the boy's hair. The coffin lid was pushed off, and he beheld his friend in the pale moonlight. Quatre rose slightly, standing, before he doubled over, clutching his stomach.
"What's wrong with me," he moaned. Duo watched, impassive, as the boy shook violently, and then walked over to gather the blonde in his arms.
"It's the hunger Quatre. We need to eat now, so come with me," he instructed calmly. Quatre's large eyes filled with questions as the two walked out into the night. "Isn't everything so beautiful?" he whispered into the smaller vampire's ear as they looked around.
For a minute, Duo allowed himself the pleasure of seeing everything as Quatre would see it: fresh, bright, and fascinating. The blue eyed young one gazed up at him, and planted a sweet kiss on his cheek. 'He still cares about me. He still has his humanity,' Duo thought guiltily. 'What have I done?'
The lights of the town glared down on Quatre's pale cheeks. His clothing still hung limp from the plague, yet his eyes danced merrily. Duo smiled slightly himself as he lead the way to a sick house. 'Perhaps it will be more bearable if he thinks he's helping the people by killing them,' he thought hopelessly, although his heart didn't believe his mind.
Taking Quatre's hand in his own, he walked up to a pale boy, one still infected with the plague. "Take him," he murmured into Quatre's ear.
Blue eyes questioned him, and Duo gestured towards the younger boy's neck. Quatre nodded hesitantly, opening his mouth just enough to grasp the flesh between his fangs. Soft lips covered the hole, and Quatre began to suck slowly.
The boy let out a small moan, and Quatre began to take the blood in faster, eyelashes fluttering from the strain of the bloodlust. Duo allowed him to continue drinking for several more minutes before tapping him on his shoulder.
Ever obedient, Quatre released the neck, stepping back with a weak smile. "Good job," Duo said, hugging him slightly. Quatre's smile strengthened, and he started walking back to the house.
Duo stared for a minute at the slender silhouette. 'I wonder what he would have looked like in the light,' he thought to himself. 'Probably like an angel. And I took all of that away.
"I'm sorry," he murmured to Quatre's back, and followed the blonde home.
tbc
MUAHAHAHAHA! Isn't everyone proud of me? ~waits for an answer~ ~gets none~ Okay... so maybe noone cares! But I'm proud because this is the first story I've updated in like a month. I've been having a little writers block, ya no? OH! BUT I HAVE THIS TOTALLY AWESOMELY FUNNY STORY GOING: The Saga Of the Timbits !!! It's a Star Wars thing my friend and I did, and it focuses on Timbits and Donuts! I'm going to go try and write a new chapter for this, seeing as I'm inspired, so bubye all!