Hi! It's me, Yo-ma! This is my first story posting, and I would love for you to review it. Give me ideas, corrections, and even helpful hints to make my story better. I would love to hear your comments and thoughts on it.

By the way, flames are accepted, they would make a wonderful fire in the winter months.

The characters and places here belong to Eoin Colfer, I am but a fan with no money so don't sue me please.

Warnings: This story contains Yaoi or Slash, as in MALE/MALE pairings. The rating goes up to R and NC-17 as the story progresses, so be warned now. I will not be held responsible for any consequences.

Now on with the story

Artemis Fowl and the Dark One

Prologue

Saint Bartleby's School for young Gentlemen,

County Wicklow, Ireland; Present Day

Artemis Fowl, criminal mastermind, genius, and other things that could come to mind walked quietly down the hallways of Saint Bartleby's School for Young Gentlemen. Not only was he only sixteen years old, he was currently congratulating himself. He had managed to rid himself of another school councilor, whom he could hear packing his bags down from where he came from. Plus it was the third to last day of school. Soon he would be rid of all of this nonsense for a whole summer.

Plus, Butler had informed him of someone moving into the mansion next to theirs. Unfortunately they seemed to have a young boy as their only child. Artemis could just hear his mother arranging a meeting of him and her son.

Artemis sighed mentally, that meeting would probably turn out to be very boring, for both kids. Couldn't his parents understand that he didn't care for people who couldn't keep up with a conversation with him. It would be hard to find someone like that. They themselves could hardly keep up with him.

He turned a corner, only to bump into someone, knocking both of them over. Artemis stood up, only to find his breath stole by the most gorgeous sight he had ever laid eyes on.

It was hard to believe that this was a boy, and for a second Artemis though it wasn't. That was until he reminded himself that it was an all boys school. The figure had long black hair, in a high pony-tail, and yet it still reached down to his waist. He helped himself up, and it wasn't until he looked at Artemis when he realized how beautiful he was. The boy had skin just as pale as himself. Piercing blue eyes, that seemed to wield intelligence, within them, stared at him.

Artemis could fell heat rushing throughout his body as the boy calmly brushed himself off and walked away. Yet, not before giving Artemis a hint of his girlie figure and natural grace. Before anyone could see the Artemis Fowl in a state like that, he rushed off to his room.

As soon as he arrived in his room, Artemis closed the door and leaned against it, panting heavily as the last bit of heat fled from his body. He knew what that was, and he feared it. Desire. He had never desired anyone before. Yet, this was worse than any regular desire, he desired a boy. That was enough to shun him from today's society.

Suddenly pain ripped through his thoughts and Artemis collapsed on the floor. Pictures flashed through his head and the only thing he could recognize were fairies.

Just as suddenly the pain had started, it stopped. Shacking his head and wondering if he was crazy, Artemis quickly made ready for his next class.

Fowl Manor, Ireland

Two days into summer vacation and his mother had already told him that he would be meeting their new neighbor. Artemis was slightly surprised at that. He had expected Angeline to wait a few more days until deciding for them to meet. Of course, he had expected his father to disagree. His father, Artemis Fowl Senior, was a very untrustworthy man. It seemed though, both parents were concerned for him.

This was going to be a very boring weekend. For not only were they going to send Butler and Juliet away for the weekend, they themselves were going to their neighbors house. That left him and whoever his new neighbor would be alone for two days.

Artemis sighed as he dressed himself. It was going to be the start of a very boring weekend.

He was wearing slightly baggy black jeans and a black shirt.

Walking downstairs he mentally prepared himself for what was to come.

When he arrived at the door, though, he stopped dead in shock.

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