Kay: Okay, people, I know I should be working on my other stories, but I was reading these vampire fics, (Haunted, by Akira of the Twilight; and Lullaby of mine, by luvyagal) and decided to post on of my own.

Jay: She was planning to post this for holoween, but plans are ment to be discarded. Wouldn't you all agree?

Kay: n.n Anyway, I hope you all like it. And Aki, if you're reading this, I hope this inspires you to NOT kill Hiro in Huanted. Please?

Chapter One
On the Move

"Are we there yet?" A voice whined. The young man behind the weal growled, pushing a piece of sky blue hair out of his face. Why him? First his parents died, leaving him in charge of his little brother a year after he had left to live on his own. Then he got fired from his old job. Now, he had a new one, but it meant moving to a new town. The only good thing was that his new home was actually closer to the collage he attended. Which leads us back to a red sports car with a sweaty, hot (in more than one way) and rather pissed, at the moment, Hiro Granger at the weal.

"Are we there yet?" Tyson asked again. Hiro sighed. He had hoped he wouldn't have to do this. He really wished he didn't. "Hiro?" But he didn't have a choice. Taking a final sip from his coke, he closed the plastic bottle and threw it behind him.

"Tyson, shut up, would you? Does it look like we're there?" Silence. Hiro smiled at his accomplishment, and continued to drive. After about ten minutes, silence didn't seem so golden. "Hey, Ty, I'm sorry. I'm just hot and tired and when the hell do you get your drivers license?" Hiro said, wishing his boss had at least waited a year before firing him so he wouldn't have to do all of the driving.

"It's okay, ''Ro, I'm just board," Tyson smiled at his brother's apology. How could he stay angry at the guy who had been his best friend for as long as he could remember? He had never really fit in at his old school, and hoped that he would be able to make friends in his new home.

"Hey, Ty, could you pass the CDs up here? It's getting a little too quiet," Hiro said after fifteen minutes of silence had passed.

"Sure," Tyson said, handing the case that held all of his and his brother's CD's to the front of the car. Soon, music blared through the car's radio.

♪You come in cold, you're covered in blood, they're all so happy you've arrived,
The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom, she sets you free into this life,
And where do you go, with no destination, no maps to lead you?
Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter, we all end up the same.

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between,
These are stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem,
You come in this world, and you go out just the same,
Today could be the best day of your life.

And money talks, in this world, that's what idiots will say,
But you'll find out that this world is just an idiots' parade.
Before you go, you've got some questions and you want answers,
But now you're old, cold, covered in blood, right back to where you started from.

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between,
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem,
You come in this world, and you go out just the same,
Today could be the worst day of your life.

But these are the chronicles of life and death and everything between,
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem,
We come in this world, an you go out just the same,
Today could be the best day of,
Today cold be the worst day of,
Today could be the last day of your life,
It's your life,
Your life♪

No sooner had the song come to an end when the car bulled up to a large, almost castle-like, mansion. "Wow, this is where we're living?" Tyson said in aw.

"No, we're living there," Hiro said, jabbing his thumb towards a house across the street. It was a two story house, painted white, with a large front yard. It was pretty cliché, really.

"Oh. Then why are we parking here?" Tyson asked.

"Do you see any parking over there?" Hiro asked. It was true, there wasn't any room to park on that side of the street. "C'mon, we've gotta start unpacking," Hiro said stepping out of the car, with his little brother following his example soon after.

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From a second story window, a duel-haired boy watched as his new neighbors got out of the car. His opal colored eyes reflected the image of the older one, who had caught his attention, and his long hair, which reached his mid-back, gave him the appearance of a girl, although, upon further inspection, one would be able to tell that he was not a girl.

"Someone's moving into the house across the street," the boy said, his voice smooth and silky. From the shadows of the room came an impassive grunt. "Two boys, one with sky blue hair, and the other's hair like a midnight sky. They look to be brothers, since there's too small of an age difference, in appearance, at least, for them to be father and son."

At the mention of two boys, the shadows in the corner of the room shifted, and out of them a boy seemed to melt out. This boy looked exactly like the first, but shorter, and his hair wasn't as long. "I know what you're thinking, Anthony," the second one said. "Just remember, if he rejects you, you'll have to kill him. And our kind can only mate once, so make sure you'll be happy with him for the rest of eternity."

A ghost of a smile appeared on the older boy's face as he looked over to his younger brother. "Don't worry, Kai, I'll be careful. Besides, you say those words, and yet I see how you look at the younger boy. There's a look of hunger in your eyes I've never seen before, and I've known you all of your life."

Kai stared at his brother, and then smiled. "Very well, we'll try to make them ours. Just make sure you're clear on the fact that the younger one is mine." Anthony smirked, making his usually kind and gentile looking face seem strangely malicious.

"I'm more interested in the older one anyway." The two continued to smirk at one another, and by the light of the setting sun, fangs became visible.

"Now come, Brother. It's night. We must feed." And the shadows consumed them.

Jay: For every body who cares, we changed the thing that we used to separate time/place. No more smiley faces.

Kay: THAT'S RIGHT PEOPEL. SMILEY FACES. THOSE LITTLE BOX THINGS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE SMILEY FACES. THE STUPID WEBSITE WOULDN'T LET THEM SHOW UP RIGHT! Okay, deep breaths...Anyway, I'll update as soon as I can, but I'm RELLY hating 8th grade, right now, due to homework, so y'all are gonna have to bear with me. Review, please.