A/N: HELSING FOREVER X3 sorry. I just loved the movie to death! Van Helsing/Vladislaus Dracula forever!

Disclaimer: Don't own the Anime or characters blah blah blah eeU

Chapter Twenty-Five

Robert lay on the bed, head buried under the blankets as he slept. He didn't exactly know what time it was, but that wasn't very important to him. The commotions in the other room were really starting to piss him off to. With no sleep lately, an aching body, a lustful vampire watching him. Things got a little out of hand sometimes. Opening his eyes the purple haired being withdrew his head from underneath the pillow and sighed heavily.

Everything was getting so complicated. What happened to the harmless battles? Those little spinning tops that raced and crashed against each other? If he hadn't met Sanquinex in the forest, none of this would have happened. Then, he wouldn't have gotten totally shredded; his bit beast would have never come out of the blade. And most of all. He would never had fallen for the vampire laying by his side.

'Can't say it was something I want nor didn't want' Robert licked his lips for a moment before turning over and stared at the eyes of his beloved, ones that were almost leering at him for some unknown reason. "Something wrong my love?" the husky voice spilled out of Sanquinex's mouth like flowing water. Making himself perfectly heard by the teenager next to him.

"No...just relaxing" Robert murmured, slipping out of the bed and sighing, bringing his hands to his face to wipe away the sleep. In hopes of being wide awake. He needed to lead all these people! He was Robert Jurgen of the royal family of the highest royalty...

And he was with the people he hated most, but now grew accustomed too...how did that make sense? Robert seemed to shrug to himself, moving his eyes to focus on the clock and nearly dropped his mouth in shock.

He had slept in.

8:32am..

By two minutes!

Springing to his feet Robert dived to the pile of clothes on the floor, near the far side of the room. Crashing into the bookcase where all the history of his family lay he hurriedly put on his regular everyday clothes. Pointedly ignoring the stifles of laughter from the vampire that looked on the verge of laughing.

'So, let him laugh' berating himself for not doing his royal task he hobbled up and down to get the pants on. Seething as he noticed the zipper. He had to go shopping soon...

"Its still morning..." Sanquinex spoke in a quiet whisper, his upper exposed body resting quite comfortably against on of the fluffier pillows. More precisely Roberts royal pillow. "Don't go...cause if you do, I have to get up" the vampire finished lamely, making a huffing sound as he tried to get up. Didn't quite work though. As his body fell right back down, the useless effort vanishing in an instant.

"Please," Robert rolled his eyes; sarcastic heavy in his words "Don't strain anything. It's a huge effort, I know" he said said, midly disgusted that Sanquinex had laid on his pillow. But he'd let it pass. Just this once. His eyes went elsewhere as he held the pants up, glaring as he found the vampire staring at him. Or more percisley below the belt. That was against his privacy!

Robert sighed zipping up the pants and put on the belt, covering it with his rather huge shirt he'd known to wear and love. Then the shoes and other such things. His eyes sped around the place wasn't exactly clean with the clothes having been thrown about. Just what did sanquinex do at his place? Throw a party or something? "Next time...don't make a mess. If it's..." he nodded his head with an extrememly dull look "...within you're power"

A slam of the door that was all Sanquinex could open his mouth to respond to. That and the eternal silence wthat suddenly filled the rather large room. Well, he could call it a king's chamber but that wasn't a modern day thing. His eyelids grew heavy as he leaned back, his heart a bit lighter knowing he now had something worth to live for. Even if he was undead. Balancing his lover and his life and his Dark bladers was proving to be a challenging thing indeed. Especially when some of them didn't cooperate.

Whoever said Match making was going to be easy was probably right, It was nuisance sometimes.

Gripping the bed sheets he tried again to get up, this time not faking it as he slipped out of bed almost as easily as water from a container. Allowing his bare feet to touch the soft carpet he couldn't help but smile wondering how much of the material it had cost. Ah the wonders of being so rich! A smile graced his lips as he moved about, loving the feel of the carpet between his toes. It was an odd scene.

For Robert at least, as he just walked back holding a toothbrush to his teeth it was odd and disturbing to his royal eyes. "What are you doing?" The leader of the Majestics demanded as he eyed Sanquinex like he was going to do something naughty to the carpet. Well...there was a chance...

Sanquinex grinned slyly as he parked his body on the carpet and did his best to look as violating as possible "raping it!" he impishly looked at Robert, trying to lighten the morning moods. But as much as Robert glared, Sanquinex could see a small twitch of an amused smile. Whether it was form his words or perhaps his body moving at a slugs pace the royal prince of stubborness was trying hard not to smile. And failing rather miserably.

"Raping it..." Robert breathed out, going abck into the washroom washing the toothbrush clean before combing his hair. Muttering a few things before entering the room again as he applied a bit of cream to a few of his cuts. He didn't know what it was from. Perhaps when he had walked around, his outfit may have caught on something. Regardless it was still pretty fresh and he didn't want to risk infecting it in some way.

The vampire watched his love with acute eyes, making sure to follow every movement percisely like a spy or a stalker would. His Robert was getting jealous of the carpet! He could smell the rage as the royal prince kept shooting the carpet nasty glances. But he knew that the teenager was only joking. But the more fun the merrier. And it would turn out interesting in the end.

Sanquinex had hoped, anyway.

The purple haired being folded his arms across his chest looking as hurtful as possible as he eyed the floor "you're raping it and you don't rape me?" Sanquinex could detect the teasing in the others tone and flashed a grin. "Well I would if you didn't have the royal stick stuck up you're arse so much..."

'How dare he use such dishonorable language! And to me!' Robert frowned at the wordsdeciding to play Sanquinex's game, hoping to throw the other off as he walked forward, draping an arm around the others neck. Rubbing his chest gently "what if I didn't have it anymore...?"

Shrieks of laughter exploded from the room not too long later.

Oliver hummed merrily to himself as he was, as usual, up before everyone else. This was his time to get around the house as quickly as possible and clean up before it got messy again. His eyes glittered as he finished dusting the living room. Home to many artifacts and chessboards and other games which johnny often played against their team leader. He would have asked for help from Zomb. But the big guy seemed to look tired and he refrained from waking him.

Green hair bounced like a ball as he sped to the library, eager to try and make the place shine and look like it was newly made. With one cloth held in one hand and a overjoyed face with a beaming smile that would crack glass he entered the enormous section of the mansion. Faltering at hwo big it was. There was stacks and rows and shelves of books. The carpet was red 'like blood' Oliver thought as he scratched his head as the library went up to the next floor from the staircase.

Now he wasn't looking very forward to it.

Heading over to the first bookshelf he slowly (making sure to get everything) dusted and cleaned, ridding of all the dirt and dust the place has collected in all the years. 'Rob pays the maids and servants too much if they don't look after the library' he slowly climbed the ladder leading up and kept dusting. Taking his time with every single slip and slide of the rag.

Reaching upward he was unable to get the tip of the shelf just above him and felt the ladder slowly but surely teetering a bit. Panicking a pinch he moved too fast and missed grabbing the corner and made himself more unbalanced when the ladder wobbled side to side sending Oliver down. Oliver closed his eyes, waiting for the impending crash and break a bone or at least create a nasty bruise. But it never came.

Instead he felt the crash of the ladder as it tipped over, bangign against the floor sending a mild shockwave on it, but nothing more. "Oliver? What are you doing?" peeking one eye open the green haired Majestic felt a blush quickly form on his cheeks as he stared into the eyes of his saviour.

Zomb.

"I...I..." he found it hard to speak not noticing his hands were trembling from the after shocks of nearly falling and risking his life. And to think it was when he was in his element! Cleaning! "I was cleaning...a-and...." He didn't say anything more as he buried his ehad in the other chest. Thankful that Zomb had come at the right time. Oliver was comforted by being in Zombs arms, it didn't feel odd like before when they hardly got along (well attempted to).

He felt.... Secure.

"BRAT!"

"MUMMY LOVER!"

"HOT HEAD!"

"ASS WHIPER!"

Johnny slammed the door of his room and grummbled under his breath, foolding his arms across his chest as he once again. Won in favor of insults and leaned against it with a pissed off expression. Whyw as Cenotaph being such an ass around him? He hated hwo the stupid freak always seemed to feel superior to him. He wasn't any different!

Agh, screw it. He needed a drink.

Walking down the hallway and down the stairs he scratched the back of his head with an offhand look. Life wasn't so dull anymore. And with the championships going on and thje recent storm of Beybladers in the competition and Beyblading world. Things seemed to look like they were going to get very ugly soon.

He crossed the living room and headed for the kitchen in a matter of seconds and stood, looking at the fridge door like it was something special. His eye sglazed over as he tore it open, trying to get rid of everyhting off his mind. Snatching the pop from the can holder and gulped it down. Enjoying the stinging that it gave as it went down his throat.

"Ah That hit the spot...."

He shut the fridge and headed back muttering a good morning to Lupinex and enrique as he passed by them and headed to his bedroom. A bit more cooled off to handle another round of insults. However, on his way he paused a he heard laughter and begs of mercy and odd noises. Pacing backwards he glanced at the door in confusion. No doubt it was Roberts room but...

Robert never laughed. And he doubted Sanquinex would either.

That was why the room started to really scare him, more than anything else. Inching away slowly he fled back to his room. He'd face Cenotaph anyday over Robert not being himself!

DING DONG

Enrique heard the bell as it was fist sounded and eagerly chucked the empty pop can behind himself and headed for the door. With Lupinex close behind watchign him like he owned him or something. It was getting on Enrique's nerves but he could live with it. "Hello?" Enrique yawned after the word and stretched, looking as lazy as anybody in the morning would look. And unlike the others he had nto gone directly back to sleep. But ahd stayed up talking with Lupinex about things.

And scarily they had a few things in common besides Beyblading.

Outside on the doorstop, soaked from head to toe was a giant wolf on the front lawn. Dwarfed in comparison was Tala cradled in Kai's possesive arms, behind them Michael was looking as chipper as ever with a simalier person next to him.

"...The welcoming party has arrived!" Michael interuppted the odd silence waving his hand while the rest groaned.

It was a start of something bad... A/N: I had an upset stomach while doing this so I just cut it off as soon as I could VV; Gomen....but hey it's a chapter!