Pairings: 2x1(my fav!), 4x3 (my…not so fav…), 6x13, 5xM, maybe 2x5 or 6x5 (depending on how I feel), DxR (not that I'm doing details, blah! And I think they're mating too ewwww!!)

Warnings: biting, blood, gore, vampires, use of bad ass language, citrus, AU, Relena and Dorothy deaths (confirmed), a big ass castle, zombies, Relena and Dorothy regenerated (ewww!) to be killed again (yay!) but now more evil ( ewwwww!)

Disclaimers: *smiles* don't own them, just wanted to see them bite people is all

Comments: Just a bit of musing, now made story and a pretty damn weird one too.

Author's comments: And finally part 14. ^^ Aren't yas happy? It's getting harder and harder to write on. I hope it's not getting corny too much. Blah.

Note: italics = Mind communication

The Vampire Conspiracy 14

It was so quiet in the study now that everyone was gone. Duo knew he was left alone. He remembered a trick something like that the first time he'd met Dermail, the day he was brought to his court. Even now he cursed himself for ever trusting the older man. Had he known…he would have excepted death a long time ago. Now…well now he wouldn't have to worry about it. He was dying after all. But to die alone, what a drag. Though thinking about it, it was a lot better this way. Quatre would be free, and he wouldn't have to worry about seeing his tears. Duo never was big on crying like the other way.

Duo coughed some opening his eyes as he felt something brush against his hands. He looked down, his eyes blurred from the blood over them. The pain had stopped long ago. A pair of yellow eyes looked up at him with pathetic eyes as the gargoyle nudged against his hand again.

"You worried about me, boy?" Duo asked raspy with a smile. Hell, he'd be worried too if that thought process would enter his mind. He'd passed out twice that he could remember. Would he survive if he passed out again? Something told him he wouldn't…he would just have to hold on. He started to wonder how Heero was doing then smiled fondly. He was a cute guy even if he was a bit on the antisocial side. It was a shame he had to put him through all this. But he was the only one with the power to stop Dermail.

Duo frowned suddenly as a feeling went through him. An image flashed quickly in his mind causing him to draw his mouth in a tight thin line. He saw Heero lying on the ground, a hand through his back…an ungloved hand so old and wrinkled. Dermail…he had him. "That bastard," Duo growled as he pushed back against the wall trying to get to his feet not even making it halfway. Shit…I'm not going to make it…am I?

"Heh." He tilted his head down letting his bangs cover over his eyes shadowing his features, a small smirk just barely on his lips as another fresher thin line of blood slid from them. "Sorry…everyone," he croaked, the sound just barely heard in the quiet of the room. "I'm…not going to make it…."

Treize opened his eyes to slits as he felt a weight on top of him. There was wetness on his neck, the reason he'd awakened. A hot breath of air blew against him sending shivers down his body as he opened his eyes a bit more, focusing them. Hair...long soft platinum hair. It smelled so fresh and yet with a twinge of blood…blood?

"You're awake," Zechs said nipping the side of his neck lightly, licking over the area he wished to feed from. "I was afraid I was going to have to drink from you in your sleep. It's not as much fun that way."

It took Treize a while to figure out what was happening, or even to remember what had happened. He remembered being in that room, the childlike one with the blood-like spreads and walls. He remembered Wufei and the monster also. So…where was Wufei? He'd fallen through the mirror while the monster was advancing on the other man. Did he get…? "Wufei…where is he?" Treize asked swallowing against a lump in his throat, afraid to know the answer. "Is he…?"

Zechs laughed sitting up and flicking some of his long hair back behind his back. It was then that Treize realized a few extra facts. For one, he was tied up on some sort of bed, his hands bound to the headboard by some type of black rope while is feet were tied to the post down below. The second thing he noticed was that the vampire had straddled his chest, just the thought of this sent shivers down his body. And third….

"Wufei!" He saw the boy sitting up against the wall by the bed. He too was bound by the black ropes; however, they were only long enough to allow him minimum movement. Treize let out a sigh of relief then. He was alive. He had been sure he'd been eaten by the creature that chased after them. Then…was he…save by this vampire? If he was here, he must have been. Treize turned his eyes to the vampire shaking his head mentally at the beauty that sat atop him with such a sinister look and yet so captivating. "Why did you save him?" Treize asked very far confused by this vampires sensitive actions.

"He's still far too valuable in the game to be disposed of in such a way," Zechs bent down snarling slightly as he opened his mouth, his fangs dripping with saliva onto the other's neck as he brushed them lightly against the skin. "Therefore I have other uses for him. Just as I do for you." Treize winced slightly and clenched his eyes shut as he felt the fangs slide deep into his neck then be extracted, the sweet bloodless lips wrapping around the opened wound and sucked from it. This could never have been what he'd hoped for. To be laid to waste by this…creature…no…he was far to beautiful to be just any creature…the best word for him was enchanter.

Treize opened his eyes slightly, his focus unclear now with blurry-ness. He could just barely make out a few details in the vampire's hair. Would…he die like this? The vampire froze suddenly and lifted his head up as if hearing something. A drop of blood dripped from his chin and landed on Treize's cheek but the other didn't seem to notice. It was as though he were in a trance. He hissed suddenly and slipped from Treize's body rapidly, wiping the back of a hand over his lips.

"He's…dead," Treize heard him say. Dead? Who was dead? Treize turned his head slightly towards the voice, his head lolling back and forth a bit sleepily as he stared towards the blur. "I can't believe I let this happen!" Zechs's anger was evident. His voice went to a low growl as he slammed a fist against the wall. "Satisfying my own pleasures, I didn't even THINK to see to Duo's own needs! Why didn't he contact either of us?!" Zechs growled as he looked towards Treize, his eyes standing out now with their bright glow of yellow. "I'll finish you off later," he said turning and quickly taking off leaving Treize alone to think on what had happened. Was it luck? But…he'd probably lost too much blood now. What would happen to him? What…….would…..

The night breeders? Trowa stared at Quatre in shock causing the other to give a light giggle, a finger sliding over the side of his neck. Night breeders…creatures…no gods and goddess of the dark. Never dying in the night, fear of the light….garlic? This gave him an opportunity to be with the other but…to be forever in darkness? To give away the right to see sunlight ever again? However…is was either this and being with the one he knew his heart was craving for or death where he would be alone even more. He didn't want to be alone, not now. He'd been by himself far too long now…he wanted…something…something to hold.

"I…would become one like you…right?" Trowa lifted a brow slightly watching him carefully for his response.

"Hai. It's like this. You will be agreeing to becoming my well…you'd be like my slave. Since I would be your master and would have far more power than you. Are you willing? It would just make this that much more easier to do." There was a hopeful look to Quatre's eyes that Trowa was unable to miss. It wasn't all that deniable that even though Quatre and Duo had obviously done much together, the two boys were far separate in what they did. This one, he was lonely as well. The slight sadness that showed in his eyes told him this much.

"OK…on the condition that my friends may live."

"You have my word. I won't let them die, or at least I will do what's in my power to stop it." He smiled and rested his head against Trowa's shoulder sighing softly, a bit of air blowing of the skin of the other's neck. "You've made me happy. It's been so long since…..since…." The body beside Trowa started to tremble and he looked down to see an expression of shock, pain, hurt, and loss. "He…"

"He's…dead." Quatre bit at his lips and clenched his eyes shut, a few tears trickling down the sides of his face. "I…was so carried away…I didn't even….oh god Duo!" Quatre cried out his name, the initial shock of what'd happened finally kicking in as he struggled against Trowa. "Let me go!" Trowa tried to hang on but the smaller boy was far stronger than he'd anticipated and he quickly lost his hold on him, the other briskly getting to his feet and rushing to the door sliding inside. Trowa abruptly stood to his feet, his thought of his other friends pushed aside as he ran after the vampire and into the room coming to a stop at the door.

"Duo…." Quatre was kneeled in front of Duo hugging the lifeless body to him and crying hot tears. He held the other close to him, the body smiling slightly giving thought that it would just reach out and hug him back. But it didn't. It stayed still and lifeless. "I'm so sorry, Duo. Just, why didn't you contact me or Zechs?"

As if by magic, or maybe it was magic, Zechs was there. He pushed Trowa out of the way of the doorway and slipped inside walking over immediately to stand behind the crying blond. His face showed anger, and at the same time a sense of sadness and regret. So…this hurt him as much as it hurt Quatre did it?

"Quatre…" the other vampire said softly.

"…Why didn't he….tell us? He…it…we could have saved him. There's plenty of blood still."

"…Duo's stubborn like that…." Zechs took the other and pulled him up into a hug allowing him to cry into his shoulder. Trowa tensed slightly as he saw this. He wanted to be the one to comfort the young vampire. He wanted…to be the one to touch him like that. He just wanted him so bad. It was understandable though. They needed each other in this moment. Just as…if Wufei or Heero or even Treize had died…even himself...the others would have went to each other for comfort…well…to some extent anyway. He sighed a bit and stood by the door watching on as they comforted each other from the loss of their dearest comrade.

Heero?

Heero….

Heeerooo….

"Heero! Wake up!" Heero grunted shifting slightly and opened his eyes looking up at the braided boy standing above him. The other was just as beautiful a sight as always. His hair always wonderfully combed and shiny, his eyes so bright, even his grin was sparkling…or his teeth really. Heero grunted slightly and looked off to the side taking in his surroundings. He was in his room, his dorm room. There was a clock off to the side. He squinted his eyes slightly to read it but it turned out too blurry for even him. Maybe it was the morning dew.

"Come on, sleepy head! Wufei and the others have been waiting all day! We're going to be late for school so hurry up and get dressed!" The bouncy boy jiggled from one foot to the other impatiently. Heero sat up slightly wincing as he held a hand to his chest. Strange…it wasn't hurting yesterday. Maybe someone ran into him from the football team. "Are you ok, Heero?" The braided wonder kneeled down on the end of the bed and stared towards him in worry. "You haven't been yourself lately."

"I'm fine," Heero said frowning at the sound of his voice. It was raspy, like from sleep. He cleared his throat some slipping from the bed to stand as he rubbed a hand through his hair a bit. This was a little on the weird side. He also couldn't remember quite that much on what had happened yesterday. That shot to the chest must have been far worse than he'd thought. Every move he attempted made him want to fall to his knees in pain. "I'm just tired."

"TIRED?!" Duo's mouth gaped open slightly before he closed it gathering himself and smiled some. "You must have forgotten. You've slept most of yesterday. Did studying for the exams wear you out just that much?"

"Exams?" Heero started to slip into a shirt, but hearing that word he looked up sharply. He didn't remember anything about an exam. And he never slept more than he felt was necessary. A whole day definitely wasn't.

The look Duo gave him made him feel like he'd just grown a third head. "Yeah. You know, the exams allll of our teachers have been saying we'd be having for the past three weeks? You even helped me study! How could you forget!" Duo pouted slightly then hmphed and folded his arms looking away as he sulked. "I'm crushed, Heero. I bet you don't even remember our first date."

"Date?" What date? He never had a date with Duo. He never even admitted having feelings for the other. So where did a date come from?

"Oh my fucking god!" Duo just gawked at him with wide eyes of stupefaction. "You don't remember our first date?! It was the most romantic time we'd ever had! Remember?! The flowers and the moonlight? You said you liked how it shined off my hair. Even though it was a corny line, I thought it was the sweetest thing you ever said to me! And then you said you'd always protect me! And…that you loved me…." Duo frowned slightly, pausing after he'd said that before he sighed letting a smile slip onto his face again. "But I guess it's not all that important. And...hey! Hurry up and get dressed!"

He noticed belatedly that he'd stopped dressing and resume starting to remove his pants before he took notice that the other was still watching him. He glared at Duo, his hands still on the helm of his pants. Duo blinked in return, a look of confusion sliding onto his face. "What? Don't tell me the famous Heero Yuy is shy now. After as many times as we've been making love to each other? I've seen it already and far more. I mean it's been inside me too. And why am I telling you all this you should already know!" Duo shook his head a bit sighing as he saw a slight blush to Heero's cheeks and turned around putting his back to Heero. "…I'm really worried about you, Heero. It's like you don't know me anymore. Like we've just met or something. And you're getting really forgetful."

Heero pulled on a pair of slacks that were considered the school uniform color of dark blue, and returned his attention to Duo. "I'm not forgetful."

"Yeah well…I bet you don't even remember who Wufei and Trowa are."

"Of course I do."

"Ok, then what about Quatre?" Quatre…the name ringed a bell…and it ringed a bad one.

"He's…." Quatre…Quatre…who was Quatre? "your blond friend."

"He's OUR blond friend, Heero. He's not just my friend he's yours too. We've all known each other since junior high. And this is our last year! After the exams, we'll have three days till graduation. And we agreed we'd all go together to Zechs and Treize's resort for the weekend. They said they wanted to give us a free weekend as a graduation gift, remember that?"

Heero shook his head. "Iie." He wasn't remembering any of this. It was like he'd never even been TOLD any of it! Much less, even lived it.
"Do you have any memories at all?" Duo looked at him, his eyes watching, wondering, curious, and suspicious all at the same time. "Do you have amnesia or something?" Duo walked over and rested a hand to his forehead, causing Heero to blush slightly and look off to the side. Duo, on the other hand just seemed to ignore that action. "No…you don't have a fever. Hmm…." He sat down on the bed staring up at him thoughtfully, a finger resting on his lips. "Well…what do you remember?"

Heero paused and looked down at him then again to the side, his eyes coming to rest on the clock. It was still blurry. Someone needed to check that. "I remember…." What do I remember? He closed his eyes thinking back a bit trying to remember what he knew from recently. "I remember…it was night…and the moon…."

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

Heero shook his head slightly. "There…were flowers….the smell of a garden…or…courtyard…"

"We want to have fun."

"We are what you fear most."

"We are seekers."

"Heero?" the softness of the voice reached out to him and caused him to open his eyes shaking the random voices away.

"I'm fine," he lied folding his arms and sitting down on the bed beside the other boy.

"But just like I had thought before, there's something special about you."

"Are you sure? You're looking a little pale."

"You're not like the other prey I've had."

"I said I'm fine," Heero growled wincing slightly at the intensity in it.

"Then what do you want me for?"

"Heero…." Duo sighed. "If you want me to leave I will."

"Just because they can't express themselves, don't mean they don't feel just like humans."

"They're animals."

"So are you."

"No…it's fine…sorry Duo." Heero looked over towards him finding his face beginning to get more blurry.

"You suck the life from humans. And you don't consider that bad?"

"Heero?" The reply seemed far from him but still so soft that he had to reach out to it.

"You can't hate me all that badly. I'm not a bad guy you know."

"What?" He couldn't see Duo anymore…nothing but a bright light.

"I'm not about to be controlled by blood suckers,"

"I love you." A pain started to throb in his chest, his heart beating so fast it was pulsing in his ears trying to drown out his hearing.

"But just like I had thought before, there's something special about you. You're not like the other prey I've had. And I just have a feeling I can't kill you yet."

"…..I love you too, Duo." The pain grew as he tried to curl in on himself, clutching at his chest.

"Don't die on me yet, kid. If you die from the beast in the castle, what fun will that be?"

"They're animals."

"Who am I?

"You're a vampire."

"Forever." He fell into silence, the only thing reaching out to him being a few whispered words.

"They're animals."

"So are you."

"What…is this?" Dermail's expression turned from gleeful delight to a mixture of shock and horror as suddenly Heero's body began to glow again. However, it wasn't the usual glow. Instead of blue or white it was a sharp red just barely tinted with a bit of orange. "He's…alive? Arg!" He winced pulling his hand out of the boy's body quickly, however too late to stop any major damage as his fingers fell off landing onto the floor and twitching slightly before they stilled. He stared down at the body, watching in awe as the wound he'd made quickly started to heal up, the power's energy being drawn to the torn section of the body.

"No! I won't let this happen!" He tried to plunge his hand back into the body but a sort of force field prevented it. Snarling, he scratched at the field, a type of animalistic form taking over his body. He couldn't lose! Not after all he'd done to achieve this! How could a simple boy weld this much power?! Dermail brought his claws down hard against the field. The force field reacted to this, sending a pulse of energy out from the source and knocking Dermail back sending him tumbling head over heel.

This wasn't happening! Dermail got his control back and stood to his feet, quickly turning his eyes to the shining ball of bright red light. His eyes widened as he saw the boy standing to his feet now, his back to him as a gust of wind blew his hair about. "But….but you were dead! How could you possible be alive again?! I killed you with my own hand!"

Heero turned slowly, the effect an eerie feeling as his eyes finally came into view, no emotion or even a sense that anything was there. The body finally stopped turning and stared towards Dermail, seeing him and then again seeing through and past him. The eyes were dark with a touch of redness curtsey of the aura around him. His limp arm at his side twitched a bit being pushed and popped back into place with a snap, a small thin line of blood sliding down the arm. It stopped at the tip of the fingers looking like it was about to drip to the ground but instead, it was absorbed back into the body through his pores.

"What the…you….you're not human!" Dermail backed away in fear lifting his arms up to guard his face.

"It's time you died, Dermail. By my hand alone." The expressionless Heero lifted his hand towards Dermail, the palm down lazily. As he moved, a hum ran through the air and the ground began to shake slightly from the use of power. Heero flattened his palm out, the activity around them dissipating as a small ball of red light formed floating over his palm.

"…Heh…" Dermail laughed nervously and lowered his hands holding them at his sides. They shook a bit as well as his body but he forced himself to put on a smirk of smugness and stand his ground. "Do you think that little ball of yours scares me? That tiny thing couldn't even scare a child."

"Hn." Heero grunted, his only response as he lifted his palm up to his face and opened his mouth blowing lightly, the ball breaking a part quickly into smaller particles that flew towards Dermail.

Dermail watched this action then outright laughed as he lifted his ungloved hands, the fingers missing now. "Your feather like toys can't harm me. I have the power…to take them as my own." As he said this, the glitter like particles flew into his palm being drawn in and absorbed. He smirked at Heero getting cocky now as he rested his hand at his side. "Do you want to try again?"

"There will be no need," Heero said quietly as he turned away from him, dismissing him completely and starting off towards the courtyard door off to the side.

"Oh? So you're giving up? Running away?" His confidence was back full fold now. He knew he could win. The boy was just a child. He didn't know what he was talking about. He was probably toying with him.

"No." Heero stopped at the door and glanced back at him just giving him a slight view of one eye to indicate that he spoke to him. "I've already won. This battle is over."

"Huh?" A warm feeling started to flow through Dermail's body. He felt his blood starting to boil, his body starting to melt right on sight. "What….what did you do to me?!" Dermail yelled holding his hands up and watching the skin just slip away onto the ground with a hiss, his body smoking now.

"I've killed you."

"No…." Dermail stared towards Heero, one of his eyes popping out to fall onto the ground, the other starting to swell up. While one arm had melted away, the other was swelling as well, bubbles forming and popping on it in a sickening manner. He started to tip to one side before he fell over onto the ground, a leg missing now as well as half his stomach. His skin was all red and dark purple from being cooked from the inside and out. "Noooooo!"

His yell was cut short as his head exploded first, his eye and mouth splattering onto the nearby wall and ooze down sizzling and burning into the bricks of the wall. The rest of his body blew up as well, body parts flying up into the sky and falling down raining and splurging over the ground making a bloody mess of the courtyard. Heero's body started to be drenched in the sticky fluids but he didn't care, he ignored it. He turned and started off into the building without another word. He was going to go find his lover now.

Tbc…

I love it! Though it's losing the zaz. Must get started on sequel. Ok so it was a bit on the sappy part this time. *blinks* And probably next time as well. *snickers* Might as well get all the sap out now because in the sequel there will be a lot of angst, *blinks* betrayal *counts off* heartbreaks, fighting among friends, probably a few deaths of important characters but I'm not sure on that, annnnnd some newer better enemies!^^ *can't way* Look for it! It will be called, "Crimson Targets, Bloodred Nights" ^^ *is really excited about starting it* It's raining Dermail! *snickers* And if you got confused in the Heero/Duo part. *blinks* It's like well… a dream sorta but not a dream. *blinks* And he had to break away from it by remembering. And what he remembers is most of Duo's conversation but I think most are you got that. ^^; I hope. If not, I'm sorry. right this is getting too long. And it's almost 5 in the morning!! Whoohoo! ^^ And my internet's being a meany butt again. ok ok. Review me! ^^ Good only! *gets pickier each time*