Sorry about you having to click that little button at the bottom of the page to get to this, I just could not right anymore into that chap. But you get two chaps today, so that has to make up for something.

Okay enough babbling, here's the next addition of fearful vamp.

Torture and the royalty

"Ahhh!" Ken screamed, as the whip fell across his back for the second time.

"Such a pretty scream, I wonder how much lovelier it can get." The man wasn't even staying in one language, and Ken was having trouble keeping up with him.

Before he had started with the torture- over an hour ago, he had told Ken that he would leave him for his friends to find, if he would answer a few questions concerning his Doll.

Ken had spat at him and Kohl's master had taken this as a sign that he agreed with the bargain.

The only problem with this for Ken was he couldn't answer a question if he had no clue what was asked.

Every time he couldn't- or wouldn't- answer him, he'd slap him. Then it got worse. The whip was the newest in the line of torture the German had in store for Ken.

"Now, lets try this one more time. My Doll was in your company, why?" This time Ken knew the language, at least enough of it to make out the meaning to the question.

"He was visiting." Ken panted out through the pain. He wasn't giving into him, he was stalling for Ran. He could sense his leaders fury from here, and it was putting a damper on the dought he had about not making it through this ordeal.

"Visiting, hmm?" Kohl's Master was now talking to himself. Ignoring Ken for the time being. "Now why would you go against you instincts and befriend a pack? I thought I taught you a long time ago that they were un-trust worthy… Maybe I'll have to re-teach you that lesson."

Walking over to the sleeping figure on the ground, he bent down and ran his cold hand over the closed eyes before he punched a hole in the crate beside him. "You'll learn, my Doll, if it's the last thing you'll do."

"Why would he bring him to the docks?" Koshi asked, then huffed out his frustration when he got the normal response from his friend, nothing.

The feeling of Ken was set around one of the older building on the south side of the docks. It was probable used to store fish in- before the fishing docks where moved a few years ago. Now it seamed to be holding dock supplies. Meaning, the building was full of large crates and would be a maze to find a way around.

Good thing they didn't have to be worried about that, their connection with there youngest member would lead them right to him and hopefully his captor.

Walking up to the still open door- Ran took as a blanket invitation- and walked right through, not caring if it was one of the dumbest things he'd done in a long time. No one messed with his pack, take one of it's members, hurt his mate and live to see another second of life.

Hearing a crunching sound, Koshi went on alert. He just hoped Ken was still alive. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if the brunet boy was hurt. He'd been the weak link in that fight and he knew if the man hadn't off gotten a hold of him, they would have had a better chances.

"Well, it seems your pack mates have come to the rescue. I'd thought they'd still be liking there wounds. Ahh, but your missing two members! Was your little love hurt that badly. Ohh, I do hope he makes it! He was such a lovely thing." The voice was coming from everywhere, it was hard for them to determine where the other man was.

"Oh, that's right. You're here for the young one. You know... your suppose to keep an eye on your children, they tend to get hurt if you don't." Koshi was starting to believe the bastrd only wanted to hear his own voice.

Ran's head shot up to the top of one of the crates, and Koshi's followed his leaders stare.

A man, looking of about twenty-seven, stood at the top of the seven foot crate. A green and red silk shirt on, with a pair of brown swayed pants. His shoulder length brown hair and nonchalant stance spoke of a playboy out for some fun, but the ever glossy ruby eyes and smirk on his face, said he was more than capable of taking care of these two.

"Who are you, and why did you still Ken?" Koshi yelled up at the man.

"Boy, I'm not deaf. I may be old, but that part of me is still in working order. There's no reason for you to yell." He said, sitting down on the top of the crate.

"Stop toying with us, and answer the damn question!" Koshi was having a hard time keeping his cool. Ran on the other hand, was staring at the man as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Ah, I see you've finally recognized me, my boy. I'd thought you'd remember your maker's friend, but I guess I didn't make that much of an impression." Did Ran know him? Koshi had known Ran's maker, the one to turn him, and Hemino would have never hung out with this loser. She was too refined to sully her good blood like that.

"Hemino was never your friend." Ran almost looked pained saying the name. Koshi had known Ran ever since they where eight years old, and had known that Ran had fillings for the one who turned him and his sister.

When she had died for some reason- no one would tell him- he'd begged and pleated Ran to turn him too, so he never had to be alone. This was about ten years after Hemino turned the two siblings.

She had been the third in line to Japan's grounds, and treated Ran and Aya as if they where the most exquisite things in the world. Aya was dressed up as a doll and shown to everyone, given anything her hart desired, and was truly love by the woman. She turned to Ran for help on business matters, and gave him a life that any young man would kill for.

To say that this low life stiller knew her, would even send him into a rage, but it seemed that Ran knew that the man was bating him and he wasn't going to fall for it.

"The only reason she came anywhere near you... was for the fact you were almost as high up as her.. and it would bring up her status to be seen with you." Ran stated, unsheathing his Katana with a sheink, and glancing at Koshi- to say he had this and to get to Ken. Koshi still didn't know how his long time friend could say all that with a look, but it was not the time to ponder that train of though.

Running through the crates, Koshi came across a battered but still kicking Ken.

"Koshi... don't just stand there, let me lose!" Ken yelled, still struggling with the chains holding him up.

"Getting cocky with your kidnapping, are we?" Koshi teased, braking the metal and helping Ken releas his hands.

"Where's Yoji and Omi? They are okay, right?" Ken asked, just now noticing the two were absent.

"Omi's pulling glass from the slut right now, so yeah, there just fine. Now no more questions, we need to move." Koshi scowled, pulling Ken to the back door of the building.

"But what about Kohl, we just cant leave him here, that man's not sane." Ken said, pulling back on the hand around his wrist.

They didn't have time for Ken's love infatuation with some one else's property.

"Ken. I said move it."

"But…"

Koshi sent him a withering glare.

"Hai." Ken looked at the still slumbering figure, and wished him luck. He was going to need it.

Inari: Two chaps in one day! Aren't you proud of me. Well I know I'm dragging this part out but I felt like you all needed a little suspense.

Don't kill me. You all will see what you've been waiting for soon, and it will be good. I hope. Wish me luck with writing off the top of my mind, I'll need it from what I've heard there ain't much there.

sorry agian for it being so late in the day a storm cut of my internet and i wasn't able to get back on till 100:00.

Please review, self-a-steam is there, but it just a little low.