Author Note: Sorry about almost a week late of update. I was going to update as soon as possible after the prologue. BUT if you live in Florida you should know that there was hurricane FRANCIS. It basically caused a lot of damage to my town and I had power outage for almost 3 days! Can u imagine the horror of no electricity for that damned long?!? And no AC!! :faints:

Alright about this story, I know that Shuichi had a sudden personality change but it is a 100 yrs later after all. And I want to make him more confident and sure of himself and not be a whinny bitch. Lol. If you don't like it then don't read, it's not my problem.

Okay on with the story!

CHATPER ONE YAY

The owner laughed, "Search all you like officers." He stepped aside and motioned his hand toward the crowds.

Shuichi doesn't like the way he acts. Without any hesitation the officers went into the crowd and search. They frisked one person to the next; they searched every corner of the club and search everyone's personal belongings even no body is willing to let them.

From the corner of his eyes a person moved, whom he came to bust and get. He turned his heels and stalked toward him.

"Sakuma!" Shuichi called out sternly when the said was about to mix into the crowd.

Oh how Shuichi grinned when could almost feel how he cringed when he said his name. Wonderful. Shuichi glared at the other pink haired man with no shirt on but clutched at his sides.

Sakuma turned toward the glaring man and nervously grinned. This time he was really busted, he never really thought that he would get caught this fast. Then again he can.

"What the hell are you trying to do in a place like this?!?" Shuichi almost screamed when he pulled Sakuma to a side where nobody would pay attention.

"Nothing" He said, stared at his feet.

"Nothing?! Do you take me as a fool?!" He hissed voice filled with poison.

Of course not, Sakuma would never take him as a fool, or anything else a like. But sometimes he did try to deceive him but never really worked.

Sakuma Shindou was his only cousin who was parentless and only have him as a family. The worst of all, Sakuma wasn't even at a legal age! Only 16 for crist sake! He might have been less angry if only Sakuma could have gone to a regular human club and not a club full of monsters!

"What did you do to your damned hair?!" Shuichi grasped some of the pink hair and then let it go.

Sakuma gasped.

"Don't worry; I don't think I would want to know what you did shamelessly about 20 minutes ago." Shuichi rolled his eyes and turned his back toward him and looked around the club.

Sakuma sighed in relieve for a while. The truth is his cousin was one extraordinary person. He had a gift of sight; he can see what people had done just by touching them or any of their belongings. This is how he solve crime cases basically but most of the time he try not to use this ability. Unlike some other who has this ability, he can actually control what he wanted to see.

"We're leaving now." Shuichi said finally.

Sakuma instantly knew that he could never come here ever again. Oh well he guessed he'll have to go somewhere else then.

"Don't even think about it." Shuichi glared at him.

The 16 year old just rolled his eyes. Shuichi knew him too much.

"Get the color off your head before I feed you with it. It's my color and I don't want you ruining my reputation."

The other officers had already gathered up near the front door. Shuichi stood before them to get a report, they said none, and zip. As expected, when he first looked at the owner he knew this would happen.

"Well Mr. Shindou?" The club owner said with a smirk plastered on his face, a werewolf.

"Consider yourself lucky this time." Shuichi said without any expression, there's no need.

Not a lot of people knew of his gift, if he used it today on something like this, its definitely going to cause a scene and Sakuma was here, don't want to endanger him.

Shuichi told Sakuma to go home with the squad van, before he closed the van door and go back to his own car. He said "Don't ever associate with that vampire ever again."

Sakuma gaped, so he did saw it!

Instead of going back to his own car he went back inside the club like anyone else. The music was loud as before the seas of bodies returned to the usual place around the club and everywhere.

He already knew where the vampire was seated, and still sat there in the darkness. He casually blended into the bodies of people and stride toward the blond. On the way there, there were hands touching him, as long people wouldn't make contact with his hand, he'll be safe from their insolent past.

Girls, even men came up to him and asked for a drink or dance, he shook his head and refused. They wouldn't let him go until he gave them his death glare or threatened them.

Then suddenly this guy came up to him and started grinding himself against the pink head. This was really going to piss him off, he has a pretty short temper when considering with sexual harassment.

He grabbed the man behind his head and pressed his body against him then hissed, "Park it or die." Nothing sexual.

The man was startled at the feel of the cool tip of the gun in the opposite man's hand against his stomach. No body would see that since it was trapped between them.

"What re ye tryin' to do man? Ye think that'll scar' me?" He laughed at the threat.

"Werewolf I see, blessed sliver coated bullets. Now humor me."

Shuichi felt the man stiffened at the comment. This man didn't disguise himself very well to Shuichi of his true form thus easy to tell which were animal he was.

"Alright, alright." The werewolf backed away and then mumbled, "Sheesh just tryin' to have fun."

Shuichi slipped the gun back into his shoulder holster inside his black jacket and then continued toward the vampire.

He felt the burning of the vampire's eyes on him when he got closer and closer, so he was expected. Good. Shuichi sat down next to the blonde vampire without an invite, well he was expected. He grabbed the vampire's shirt collar forcefully to face him; the vampire arched a blonde eyebrow at him.

"Oh? Get right to the point huh?" He was definitely amused.

Shuichi glared at him, "There no point in fore playing with vamps."

"What kind of fore playing mm?" The blonde's eyes were filled with amusement, he leaned closer, and their lips would almost touch if only he'll give that inch.

"I'll get to the point." He would only feel right when he had his gun out poked against the person whom he's threatening. And which he did.

The vamp wasn't unnerved by it, Shuichi knew he was a Master Vampire, a powerful one in fact, but better than nothing.

"Don't ever associate with the man that was with you EVER again." He emphasized ever.

"Is that a threat?" He whispered against the soft looking lips. He wondered if he would taste the same after all 100 years.

He would smell and see the rich red blood under the slim throat and the thumping pulse, intoxicating. The smell of strawberry filled his nostrils, just like him.

"You bet it is."

Without any warning the blonde's hand rested on top of which grasped his collar. Shuichi gasped. Images of black and white flashed through his head. The blonde vampire looking back at this house in a black trench solemnly. The anger, anguish and the pain bared on his face in a bloody room. And the last picture flashed through his head was him bared his fangs onto somebody's neck and then blood splattered everywhere.

Shuichi inhaled sharply and let go of the collar suddenly. His violet eyes widen in shock, beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Suddenly he felt nauseous and sick. The next thing he remembered was throwing up on the floor and then saw tunnel vision.

100 years ago

"That damned vampire, how could he do this to me!" The man whose face hid in the shadows of the dawn, screamed. His hand clasped against his bleeding neck.

His back was against toward the cement wall next to door; his breath was heavy and ragged. He suddenly laughed. He never had expected to be turned out like this.

The door clicked open, he turned his head toward the shocked woman stood in the door way.

"My god!" She gasped in horror at the bleeding man at her door step. "What the hell happened?!" She rushed toward him.

"Your son of a bitch of brother of yours." He spat.

Author Note(updated at sep 22): !! alright!!! Finally finished! I am so sorry this took way longer than expected! :hides herself from all the evil glares: If u read author note in the beginning of this chapter, which was from weeks ago from today that I wrote! And Hurricane Ivan and many others are freakishly coming!! EEEKS!

I hope you'll like this chapter! JA NE!

Ps. Ignore the grammar errors!! Im just too lazy. And the chores of de hausaufgabe(homework German by the way) are freaking keeping me busy constantly!! :meep:

Just say that your lucky to get this update!!