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Warning: male pairings. Don't like, than don't read. That's all I have to say.

Violet Nights

Part one

I am alone, cursed to walk the darkness in eternal hunger. I am the King of my domain. Its simple really, I do not like to share my power with anyone. I kill when it pleases me without a sound or reason. I like things to stay quiet. Peaceful like the night with deadly predators, I roam the forest floor with ease. The night owl is my robin, the coyote my faithful k-9, and the moon my sun. I have ruled my kingdom for than twenty lifetimes twice over, given today that humans live the average of 75.

Do not call me ancient for if you ever ran across from me in person I would not look the age over 20, maybe 23, depending on what I wear. I like my prey young but not so young they have not hit puberty. No, I will not take a child, but only the one that has come of age for their blood is still innocent enough to taste bitter sweet yet tainted with the metallic copper that comes from the loss of innocent. If I must feed on an adult, one of eighteen or more, like I normally do, the blood is satisfying as you would be satisfied with an average meal. So if you must know, one of the age of fifteen to about early seventeen's is like a dessert for me, a rare treat for time to time. On the topic of blood, the rarest to come by is a pure innocent that has lived its life in chaos and destruction. One, which will carry hope and of course faith, for what? I guess a better tomorrow. What ever the case may be, I will delight in this delicate being savoring every morsel of its breath.

For now, I must hunt. My hunger has risen with me for the night. I hear a heart beat calling for me. Until the morning comes I shall be the hunter, stalking my prey…you my dear.

"WOW!" Duo's eyes widened with glee. He shut the book happily swaying in his sit. The newest book out in the market just came out before its publishing date. His friend's dad had connections to the publishers. And it being so soon to his birthday, Quatre got it for him knowing how much he loved a good thriller. "I love ya, Kat! This is great! I mean the author is really good at this…it's like his the vampire himself!"

Quatre rolled his eyes at his friend, "Duo, don't get too carried away with it. I mean it's just a book."

"I know that…but it speaks to me. I mean the guy is so alone in his world with no one to make him happy. Can you just image what that is like to live all those years feeding off those who could have been his friend bringing happiness to his life only to be cursed to rip out their throat?"

"I don't know how you just made that sound so optimistic." Quatre opened his thermos and poured himself some tea. "You want some?"

"Naugh," Duo was reading the next page, "Tell me Kat, how can you drink that stuff in the summer? It's not normal."

"Actually, the hot drink causes your body to cool itself down. And you being obsessed, with mystical creatures that kill things, is not normal."

"Duo is not normal, period." A sugary voiced replied in Quatre's ear.

The poor blonde jumped in his sit, swinging around to face the owner of the voice, "Relena…I didn't see you there!" He held his hand over his chest. "And how are you this fine day?"

"Oh just fine," she replied with a bit of a drastic sigh, "I still haven't seemed to find the perfect one for me yet. There doesn't seem to be any true gentlemen left in this world besides you Quatre." She fluttered her eyes subjectively.

"hat ab'ut hhmi?" Duo asked taking a bit of his sandwich as Quatre tried to scoot away from the honey blonde girl, as a rabbit would a fox.

"My point exactly," She looked at him disgustedly, "Duo, eat with your mouth closed."

"M'ant…" Duo swallowed, "Can't. The sandwich is too big."

"Then take smaller bits." She snapped.

"And miss all the flavors in one taste? If I took small bite…" Duo waved his meal around in his hand hitting Quatre with a piece of pickle.

"Oh boy, here we go again," Quatre mumbled under his breath.

"…I would miss the spicy sensation of the hot tamale, the bitter taste of the buttered-pickles, the crunch texture of the lettuce, cabbage, the tartness of the onion, green pepper, and red, as well as the cheddar, Swiss, Monty, and gouda. Lets not for get the meats, must I mind you! No vegetarians here…there is salami, turkey, beef, chicken, baloney, bacon, and venison. And…My favorite toppings! Wasabi, mayonnaise, mustard, ranch, sweet and sour and last but not least…Ketchup!" Duo finished his rant taking another bite of his falling apart creation causing Relena to turn a pale shade of light green.

"I'm sitting else where…Not hunger," Relena held her mouth with her delicate hand, "Quatre, you are always welcomed to join me if you feel the need to rid yourself of this…this Neanderthal!"

"Oh," Quatre blinked and looked at Relena and then Duo, who was scratching his side and then back again, "That's okay…I'll stay here."

"Fine!" She turned on her heels and left.

"What got her feathers in a ruffle?" Duo asked slurping his empty drink through a noisy straw.

"Thanks Duo…I didn't know if I could handle her today." Quatre turned his attention back to his drink.

"Thanks for what man?" He blinks at Kat owlishly before shrugging. "Oh man! Kat! I had an apethany!"

"I think you mean an epiphany." The blonde boy took a sip of his now warm tea, wrinkling his noise some. "And I know what idea you come up with is bound to get me in trouble."

"Awe Kat…Just listen well ya? I say we go on a road trip! I mean it is coming up to break this weekend and we need to go out and enough life to its fullest."

"That being where?"

Duo starts to flip through his new book, "Here!"

Quatre squints at the words Duo is pointing at on the page. "You're joking right?"

"No…" Duo shakes his head swinging his bread wildly around. "I mean come on! You can take me there for a b-day present!"

"I got you the book."

"Come on, Kat. Are you scared?" He narrows his eyes at the little blonde.

"No. Just reasonable. You just want to go there to see if the 'vampire' is really there. Which there is no such thing," Quatre crosses his arms.

"Well, if there is no such thing then it will be a peaceful time camping out in the middle of now where in a nice little cabin away from the modern world!" Duo smiles widely, "It will be great! We can go fishing, hiking, star gazing, swimming, bird watching and exploring for the unnatural…"

Quatre groans placing his head in his hands.

The night's cool breeze picked up causing wild strains of hair to blow about itself messily. Cold cobalt eyes scanned the perimeter with careful calculations. He leaned over his balcony staring at the vast covered sky filled with tiny dots of life. His brow wrinkled. "What do you want, Trowa?"

"Still sharp I see, Heero." The tall boy emerged from the shadows to stand by the hard poised being.

"Hn," he nodded.

"I thought I would tell you, a slayer has been spotted near by." Trowa leaned backwards on the rail. "And I hear he is good at it too. No amateur."

"Good," Heero glaze never left the sky, "I hate my time being wasted."

Trowa shrugged, "The snow will come soon."

"I smell it."

Trowa sighed, "Heero, you need to get out more. The world has changed so much. You have to see it. Leave this place." Trowa's hand waved over the vast woods.

"I like it here. Besides, I have the modern stuff: TV, computer, internet, and phone, all the best in the field."

"What about other things," Trowa frowned.

"Like what?" Heero looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Human contact."

"I have that. There is enough here to keep me content."

"Only in food," Trowa mumbled.

"There is nothing wrong in that. I like it to be peaceful. I hate the crowds, loud beings, and telemarketers."

"You need to get out more. It's safer that way."

"It's safer here. I'm in my domain. I don't need to be socializing with beings that are beneath to me. It is a waste of time to get attached to something that will end up six feet underground in the end."

"That's harsh, Yuy." Trowa pushed away. "It does have benefits you know. Like my sister, Cathy."

Heero shook his head pushing away from the edge with ease moving into the warm house. "No, Trowa. It only benefits you. You are a social creature by nature, who is trying to make your wrongs right by keeping your family safe. I have none to protect from this world, nor do I want one. I have done too much at be blessed with what you have gained."

Trowa sat down in a leathered chair, "I have not been blessed with anything, Heero. I have my family, yes. But their blood is so thin from mine that maybe they aren't anymore. Cathy is the only one who will spend time with me because she has false hope that I am her lost brother. I have no true love. Even we as creatures of the night seek that, Heero."

"Love is a useless emotion. It will get you killed." Heero joined his friend sitting on his couch spreading out to relax.

"Have you hunted?" Trowa changed the topic.

"Yes."

"Well, I guess then my trip was wasted to ask you to join me then." Trowa rose from his sit.

"It appears to be so." Heero smirked, "Just don't go out and fall in love with your victim, Barton."

"Of course, I would never think to do that in your domain, Yuy." Trowa waved good bye walking out to the balcony.

Heero sat there listening to Trowa take flight into the darkness. He sighed knowing he would not have another conversation for at least two more months. "Quiet once again," he hummed to himself. A smile crept up his lips at a something Trowa mentioned about socializing with more humans. Soon he would have more in the area in given time. He already made plans. Why should he leave his home when the sheep could be lead there through fictional stories of the darkness? In time, the small village down the mountain will be full of life. Then, his hunting grounds will become more interesting.

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