FASH: After a bit of consideration, I've decided that this will be the last chapter of this fic, I hope you all have enjoyed it! And also, I'd like to thank all my readers and reviewers, you guys are awesome! Rock on!

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Dracula had decided to wake up at an ungodly hour, kind of like he normally did, and since he realized that Anka would probably be asleep a couple more hours, so he went to his study and grabbed his precious book (You remember the one.) and went back to Anka's chambers. Whoever said that you couldn't read and watch over someone at the same time? So he sat there for hours, and hours, and hours, and, well, you should be getting the idea by now. And every few seconds he'd glance from the book, to Anka, book, Anka, book, Anka.

Imagine his overwhelming joy when she finally began to wake up, come on, even a vampire can get bored. So, to assist the wake process, he began poking her, in a very annoying way…

"Dracula, stop poking, or you'll lose another finger!" Anka said as he eyes snapped open and she sleepily glared at the vampire who finally decided to stop poking her. "I just wanted you to get up." "I'll get up in my own sweet time." She yawned and rolled over. "If you wanted me up, you should have just let me get up earlier instead of dragging me back to bed, therefore, it's your own fault." She stuck her tongue out at him. 'Oh yeah Anka, how mature are you?' "And what are you reading?" She looked at the booking interest, it seemed old, old old, very old, and she got the impression that it was important to him, seeing as he suddenly didn't seem to want to talk, but Anka had her ways. Kind of childish ways, but oh well.

"I'm going to find out what that is, wither you want me to or not." That being said she threw herself at him and once Dracula began falling off the bed from the forceful contact, he let go of the book, and as he lay, sprawled on the floor, Anka grabbed the book perched on the edge and flipped through it.

After reading a bit she began chuckling and looked at Dracula, who didn't seem to want to get off the floor. Anka cleared her throat and began quoting a familiar paragraph. "When the life mate/soul mate if found, the vampire must not immediately turn them, if turned against their will, the life mate/soul mate will push themselves further away from the vampire, trying to shut their new life out, resulting in a slow death of not feeding on the blood of others. The reason behind this is, when the life mate/soul mate if turned by the vampire, the life mate/soul mate, unlike others the vampire has turned, is given free will because of the vampire's feelings for its life mate/soul mate, the vampire-" Dracula snatched the book from her hands before she could say anymore and Anka huffed with a smile. "That thing says life mate/soul mate way to much huh?" She smiled brightly, but seeing that Dracula's face made no movement to show any emotion, the smile faltered. "Dracula, do you think that I am your-" "Yes. I do, and I want so much to make you mine forever." He said as he gazed downwards, until Anka hooked her finger under his chin and looked him straight in the eyes.

"That is the-" Dracula braced himself. "Sweetest thing I've ever heard." He blinked once, twice, before he was overcome with joy and he quickly sealed their lips together, their fiery passion seemed to be warming the room and Dracula knew he couldn't stand much more of this. He needed to make her his, he had to, if he waited any longer, he was sure he'd burst from insanity.

So as he pulled away Anka seemed to be able to read his thoughts and she moved her head to one side, allowing Dracula to take in the sight of her pale, slim throat. He gently moved one finger over her jugular, and he could feel the blood pulsing through her veins, he could feel his fangs elongate, and soon he could claim Anka as his.

"This will hurt a little a first, but I promise it will get better." He whispered in her ear and Anka shivered but nodded, closing her eyes and tensing up as she felt the two sharp fangs begin to glide across her skin, and then, they pierced it.

Anka's first reaction was to try and get away from the extreme pain, but she forced herself to hold still and soon, the pain dulled and was replaced by a totally different sensation. White light seemed to shoot up against the black cover of her eyelids as her body began tingling all over, she would have fallen but Dracula kept a strong grip on her.

Pulling away for a moment he slid a fang across his wrist and brought it up to Anka's lips, and soon she too was engulfed by the crimson liquid as she drank from him. She could feel fangs begin to form, she could feel herself become strong, and she felt wonderful.

"Now my love, you must rest, this has been much for you to go through." Dracula said as he softly kissed her lips and Anka nodded slowly as she snuggled against him. With a happy sigh Dracula picked her up and placed her on the bed and just before she feel asleep she uttered. "Our love will now be eternal, won't it?" "Yes my dearest, it will." And she fell asleep with a smile on her face, an eternity of love, what more could anyone ask for.

And up in heaven, hidden by clouds, two angels watched over them both, hearts at ease, and soft smiles on their faces.

FASH: That was kind of anti climatic…. I thought it would be a little more…. Climatic, but oh well, I'M DONE! You have no clue how much homework I have!.... Okay, maybe you do, Jesus! Grade eleven can be hard on a poor, not-so-innocent-but-still-innocent-enough-to-look-cute-when-she-wants-teenaged-girl! That was kind of long, anyways, I hope you liked my fic, well, I think you did, or else you wouldn't even be reading the last chapter, or my comments on the last chapter. Anyways, I just once again would like to thank my readers and reviewers, you guys rock! And I hope you enjoyed Dragoste!