Ah here we are with the next chapter of this wonderful fic. For those of you who want to know, I have put this over at AdultFF net, it's not all there yet, I think I only have the first few chapters up, that one will include the slash scene. (No having to go through links to get to it) So ya… just wanted you all to know that, I will let you know when I get it all posted.

Kienie Darkside- Drooling at the slash scene eh? (Feels loved) Yes, that was my first ever slash scene… which is sad considering I am a slash/yaoi fan to the bone. Anyway thank you for reviewing… glad you like it, there will be one or two more scenes but they will most likely be in the sequel when Van and Drac have a closer relationship.

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Dead men tell no tales
"Han er en rart mann."

"Ja, meget rart."

"Ikke det dårlig ser skjønt."

"Sant."

Van scowled a little as he walked past people, everyone gave him weird stares. It's not that he wasn't used to it, it was just that he had no clue what they where saying. He spoke several languages, Italian, French, German, English, Spanish, and Romanian. But he didn't speak Norwegian and it was annoying him to no end.

"What are they saying?" Van asked Dracula as the two passed by another pair of people, catching only the occasional word. Dracula shrugged, not really caring.

"Eh… Something about you being strange… or they could have meant me, I dunno." He shrugged and continued. "I've stopped caring."

"So I've noticed… So where did Nils send us again?"

"To get food Gabriel, honestly, you didn't pay much attention this morning did you?" A wry smile crossed Dracula's lips as he shot a glance over at Van.

"I was… preoccupied." Van muttered as they came to a small market place.

"Indeed."

"Kjøtt til salgs! Komme bli din kjøtt!"

Van and Dracula jumped slightly as a thick burly man yelled from the stall they where standing next to.

"Jesus! He could blow someone's ear drums out." Muttered Van as he proceeded to move down the street. Dracula chuckled and followed, occasionally stopping to inspect food.

"Oy! Gabriel come here." Van sighed in irritation and turned to see where Dracula was calling from.

"Yes?" He asked as walked over to Dracula. He was in front of a vegetable stand and was looking at some of the products.

"Does this cabbage look ok to you?" Dracula asked as he held up the vegetable in question. Van walked over and took it. As he inspected it he saw a bug crawl out from under one of the leaves.

"Uh… no… Let's move on, ok?" He said as he set the cabbage down in a hurry. Dracula shrugged and trotted on after Van.

"Did you ever find out why Nil's asked for your height?" Van asked as they came upon a vegetable stand that looked bug free.

"You wouldn't believe it Gabriel, do you know what his other job is?"

"No." He selected a cabbage and two apples, paid for them then turned to head back.

"He's one of the undertakers." Van winced when he heard this.

"I don't like undertakers, the last one I met tried to kill me." Dracula chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, but Nils is less… murderous than the other one." Van nodded slightly but didn't say anything, choosing to keep his comment to himself. All Romanians seem to be murderous. He thought as they approached Nil's store. Dracula tried to kill me, Anna originally didn't want me there, the stupid undertaker tried to kill me, Werewolf Velkan tried to kill me, Dracula's brides whom I assume are Romanian tried to kill me. He sighed and dumped the bag of food on the counter. He shivered slightly and walked over to the fire.

"That's odd." Van muttered to himself as he put a log on and tried to rekindle the dying embers. "Nils almost always had this lit during the day."

"Oh God it reeks of death in here." Dracula said as he walked into the room, carrying the other bag of food.

"…Death?"

"Yes, don't you smell the blood?" Dracula asked, then nodded suddenly, "Of course I forgot, you humans can't smell blood. Anyway, it seems to be coming from there." He pointed to the cracked bedroom door. Van nodded and walked slowly towards the door, his dagger out. He pushed the door all the way open and walked in. Nothing was in there… well nothing except what was left of Nil's body.

It was on the floor, stomach slit open and organs removed. His legs and arms where missing and head was severed from the body and placed on the bed. His intestines where draped across the bed length wise next to his head, accompanied by his liver and heart. His spleen was missing entirely along with his lungs. Closer inspection of the head revealed missing ears, a missing tongue, and his eyes where cut open. Blood stained the floor where the body lay.

"That's… disgusting." Muttered Dracula as he peered closer at the empty corps. "I didn't even do anything this bad."

Van snorted as he put his dagger away, "No, you only impaled people by inserting a large wooden stick up their ass and letting in come out their throat then letting them die very slowly and painfully." Dracula stiffened slightly.

"At least they disserved it." He said coolly as he turned and left the room. Van sighed and shook his head. I am so good and keeping everyone in chipper moods. He thought drearily as he too left the room.

"Where's Carl?" Dracula asked once he rejoined Van in the main part of the shop. Van paled.

"You didn't find him?"

"No… he could be out, you stay here and I'll go look for him, ok?" Van nodded as he watched the Vampire leave the shop.

Dracula sighed irritably as he walked through the streets, slowly making his way towards the library. He assumed that the scholarly Friar would take any chance he got to investigate the towns library, and he was right. As he walked up he saw Carl leaving with a handful of books.

"Monk! Er- Friar, you're alive." Dracula said as he walked up. Carl blinked then gulped uncertainly, not really liking where the conversation was heading.

"Yes, I believe that last time I checked I was alive… why?" He relaxed a little when he noticed that the vampire was keeping his distance.

"Nils is dead."

Carl stumbled slightly, "Wha-what?" He said is utter shock. "I've only been gone for half an hour!"

Dracula nodded but didn't say anything; he turned around and started to head back to the shop. By the time he and Carl got there a small crowd had arrived, Piet and Van where talking, heads bowed together.

"Are you sure?" Dracula heard Piet ask Van as he walked up to them. Van nodded his head and glanced at the crowd.

"So what do you suggest we do?" Piet bit his lip and didn't say anything for a beat.

"I believe you, I want you to know that but I think it best if you leave… soon. By tomorrow everyone will know and rumors will have started that you murdered him. I mean it in the best of ways, but I really must insist that you go, for your own good."

Van nodded slowly as he looked up. He face brightened a bit when he saw Carl and Dracula standing off to the side.

"We will be leaving tonight." Van said as he walked over to them. The crowd backed away slightly as he neared them.

"Why?" Carl hissed back, rather unwilling to leave his precious books behind him.

"Because the town will most likely turn on us if we stay. We will leave in a few hours, you two stay here to pack food and I'm going to run over to the inn we stayed at during the first night and grab our stuff and some horses ok?" Dracula and Carl nodded then entered the shop cautiously.

They where on the rode within two hours, heading in the direction they presumed to be the northeast.

"Where are heading?" Carl asked once they could no longer see the lights of the city.

"Oslo." Van said. Carl nodded and retreated back to his blanket that he had wrapped around him.

"Why Oslo Gabriel?" Dracula asked as he rode up next to him.

"Because they attack pretty heavily populated places and Oslo is really heavily populated, we were going to head there anyway." Dracula nodded. A silence descended on the two as they rode on. Van sighed and shifted a bit in his saddle, his mind going over the day.

"I'm sorry." He said. Dracula blinked in surprise and looked up.

"For what?" He inquired, trying to sum up and incident during the day that required an apology on Van's part.

"For what I said earlier… concerning your method of… ah… execution." Dracula nodded slowly, mulling over what Van had said.

"No Gabriel, I was in the wrong there. I shouldn't have gotten all shirty." Van sighed.

"So we were both in the wrong."

"You could say that." Dracula said as he leaned over and kissed Van lightly on the cheek.

"PDA!" They both turned around to face Carl.

"PDA?" Van question as the Friar rode up next to them.

"Public display of affection." Carl explained. Van and Dracula nodded in understanding.

"Ah…" Dracula said as he regarded the friar with a raised eyebrow. "And when did you come up with this phrase?"

"I didn't, my brother did though. Oh I was about seven at the time and he was nine. We would yell it anytime our parents showed any signs of affection towards one another."

Van chuckled, envisioning a seven-year-old Carl running around yelling it at everyone he saw.

"Yes, anyway, how far is Oslo from here?" Dracula asked, breaking in on the moment.

"Eh, a few miles… We should reach it tomorrow if go on through the night." Van said, looking at both of them to see if it was fine with them. Both nodded in ok.

"Good, now, shall we sing a song?" Van asked. Dracula raised an eyebrow.

"I think the snows gotten to you Gabriel."

"No really, how about… hmmm, oh I've got it! I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts. Come on sing with me."

"Diddly dee." Muttered Dracula and Carl watched with an amused expression on his face.

"Sing Dracula, I know you have a good voice. There they are a sitting in a row."

"Bum, bum, bum."

"Big one small ones…."

And the night went on as Van tried to get an unwilling Carl and Dracula to sing, they eventually got fed up and gagged him, but that was only temporary as Carl felt sorry about three hours later and untied him. Thankfully Van had gone into a silent pouty mood and didn't grace them with any of his stupid songs.

End
Ok hope you liked it.

Dracula: Norwegian is hard to pronounce.

Yes it is. (Nods) ok here are the translations for the text. (I don't think they are that accurate, the Norwegian that is, I used a stupid Internet translator for most of it so it's bound to be wrong on some level)

"Han er en rart mann."

"Ja, meget rart."

"Ikke det dårlig ser skjønt."

"Sant."

"He is a weird one"

"Yes, very true."

"Not that bad looking though."

"True."

"Kjøtt til salgs! Komme bli din kjøtt!"

"Meat for sale! Come get your meat!"

Ok hope you all liked the chapter, review!