This is my very first fan-fiction to post here!Yay! I have read so many Kingdom Hearts fanfiction that it was really hard to come up with something original...I came up with this from my obsession with yaoi and vampires, I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer-I do not own kingdom hearts or any of it's characters.

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Darkness, why is it so dark? Black shadows are engulfing me, I can't breathe, can't speak, can't scream. Chills slip down my spine, a blueish light appears in front of me. I gaze at it in awe, so cold looking, yet as I draw closer my body warms. The darkness begins to lift, I can see a room, but I can hardly make out it's details, it is too blurry. The haze lifts as I rub my eyes with my hand, I can move now, and I sit up. I scan the room, bookshelves line the walls up to the high ceiling, a study is in the center of the room, next to a table with two chairs and a tea set. I am seated on an elegant couch, the blue light is coming from the fireplace, the flame dances, changing from a bright sea green to a deep indigo. Where am I? As if to answer my question a soft voice replies.

"You are in my home, there is no need to be frightened, you are safe." I look behind me to find a tall man walking across the room towards me, his voice is velvety and as enticing as the fire's soft crackling. His dark chestnut hair is tied with red cloth and hangs over his shoulder and down to his stomach. The robe he is wearing is gray and black with gold lining and mysterious symbols embroidered in the silky looking cloth. The material clings to his body tightly and loosens into large hanging cuffs at his wrists that sweep along the marble floor. Small spectacles rest on the bridge of his nose in front of his piercing emerald eyes. They held my gaze a few moments, flashing in the flickering firelight, sucking me into their depths. I shook my head fiercely, refusing to be distracted from my situation.

"Who are you?" My voice came, scratchy and weak sounding, normally I would have coughed in embarrassment, but I ignored my urge to clear my throat and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Do names really matter? Wouldn't you rather know how you got here, why you are here, and why I am here?"

"Alright then, tell me."

" I can tell you that I found you on the beach just outside of my home, you were unconscious and cold so I took you in. I can't tell you why you are here, or how you got on the beach. As for why I am here, well, I was sealed here." My frown stayed where it was, he wasn't making sense, none of this was. I understood that I had been found on a beach, but who was this guy? What was he getting at?

"I'm Sora..." I said softly, my chest beginning to hurt. I decided against telling him my story, there was no need to know. He would not understand that I had just been walking through the 1st district of Traverse Town when a black hole had opened, sucking me into it's black depths. I don't think anyone would believe me if I told them of my adventures with Goofy and Donald through the many different worlds, on a mission to destroy the heartless. I reached to my side to take hold of the Key Blade but I found nothing. Glancing frantically at my side my heart began to pound. Had I lost it on the beach?

"Did you see a sword...one shaped like a key, when you found me?" I asked hesitantly, he smiled, then nodded, the strands of his smooth hair bouncing.

"Yes, I brought it with me, its right here." He picked up the Key Blade from the table and handed it to me. I smiled as my hands touched its smooth surface once more, then my eyes widened. How had he held it? No one but me can hold it. I decided to keep my observations silent, I should be more cautious around this man.

" Alright, I'll show you to a spare room if you are warmed up." He said, waving his hand gracefully towards the door. Moving from my seat I kept my eyes glued on him, there was something strange about him, I had never felt this way around anyone else before. Then I noticed that he wasn't really that much older than I am, maybe 18 or 19.

"I am Lune." He said, my eyes wandering his body as if beholding the night sky for the first time, every curve caught my attention, every fold my interest, every strand of his hair tickled my eyes. I followed him down a dark corridor and he opened a large wooden door then led me into the dark room. A snapping noise made me jump, he had lit all of the lamps in the room with the same fiery blue light, which was unusually luminous, just as bright as a normal flame. As the flame grew hotter it turned white and the entire room was lit.

"This can be your room, I don't know how long you intend to be here, but I will lend my hospitality for as long as you stay. All I ask of you, is that you not leave this room without my guidance."

"Alright." I replied, exploring the room with my eyes. In the center was a king sized bed with silk blankets and a white lace canopy, to the left was a large washtub and a bathroom and to the right was a wardrobe and a curtain for changing behind. Turning to leave, he shot me a fierce glance then smiled and shut the door behind him. I let myself fall onto the large soft bed and sink into the feather down.

"This is nice..." I sighed, gazing at the ceiling which was intricately painted with a sunny sky that seemed to draw me in. Soon I began to further investigate the room, I started with the wardrobe. Inside were many outfits of all different styles and from all different eras. I took out brown plaid trousers with a matching jacket with a flannel white collared shirt. The outfit seemed to be a Paige boys' from the middle ages in England. A smile crept onto my lips and I slid behind the curtain to change. When I had finished I admired myself in the large mirror. All of a sudden a loud knocking came from the wood door, startling me so that I jumped and ran to it swiftly. Opening it, I peeped my head through , afraid I would get in trouble if I was caught wearing the clothes. Standing outside my door was a small girl, she wasn't young, just miniature, and she had small purple bat wings extending from her back, she wore a maid outfit. Her eyes were a dull gray and her hair was sandy blond.

"Lord Lune requests that you join him in the dinning hall immediately." She said, then opened the door and came in, causing me to jump back and blush.

"I, uh, I'll take them off." She looked me up and down then took my sleeve and pulled the jacket off, the flannel shirt was very loose, showing my frail yet muscular body, and most of my chest.

"There, you look fine. Now come." She had unusual strength for a little person, if that's what she was. Her small hands let go of me and I followed her swiftly down the dark halls, I tried to take in everything that we passed, paintings, artifacts, weapons. Then something caught my eyes, down a narrows passage I caught a glimpse of a large glass case. Inside the case was a beautiful purple flower, it had been placed near the window, moonlight caressed its tender petals that fell softly from the stem. I got only a small look at it, for as soon as I stopped the girl was dragging me again.

"I'm glad you agreed to join me." Lune's voice came from the room I had just been brought into, it was lit brightly, a table of food in the center. My mouth watered at the sight of all the wonderful dishes and I eagerly stepped forward and sat down, across from him. He had no food in front of him, only a glass of bright red wine that he sipped at slowly. I smiled at him, then bowed my head slightly.

"Thank you." Then I began to gather food onto my plate and ate happily, the purple flower slipping slowly from my mind.

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theres chapter one, pretty uneventful, but every good story needs a good beginning right? Yes, well, I would greatly appreciate comments and critique, thank you for reading!