Chapter 3 is up. Here are my vampire rules. Sunlight kills, crosses are bad, vamps have no reflections, holy water burns, vamps can eat food but they don't need it to survive, they have to drink blood to live

The band left the office and walked out of the club. They had already put away their gear. Now they were headed to a diner where they could talk for a while and wind down the night. Hilde was with them as usual. It seemed that everywhere Duo was Hilde was close behind.
The group entered Joe's. It was their diner of choice. The coffee was strong and the food was good. They got their usual tables and placed their orders without even having to look at a menu. The conversation was light and friendly and everyone was having a good time.
"So how did you like my bosses?" Hilde asked. She had told Duo earlier that she thought they were reclusive and strange but they were great bosses that pay well.
"I liked them." Trowa stated. Which coming from the quite boy said a lot.
"So do I." Duo said. "They seem to really enjoy us. I like anyone who hires us for as many gigs as they just did. Besides the more we play there the more I get to be with you Hilde."
"Oh stop the flattery Duo. I'm already sleeping over at your place. More flattery will get you everywhere." Hilde laughed.
The group stayed there for an hour and then went their separate ways. Duo and Trowa shared an apartment that Hilde stayed at most nights even though she had her own apartment. Dou asked her to move in with him, but she said that it wouldn't be proper.

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The next morning Trowa got up for his day job. He worked as a bike messenger. Not exactly his dream job. But the company he was a messenger for was in the music business and Trowa would do anything it took to get a record deal. He graduated from college with a degree in music and communications. Right now all he was thinking about was not getting mashed by any cars. Being a bike messenger was tough but at least he didn't need to go to the gym after work. Work was his exercise.
He had met Duo in college. They had been roommates junior year. It wasn't really planned. Trowa was living with another boy who dropped out and sublet his room to Duo. Trowa never picked him as a roommate and probably wouldn't have if he had a choice. Duo and he were very different. He was quiet where Dou always had to be the center of attention.
Duo was the one who got Trowa into the band. Trowa always loved music. He could play several instruments. He was focused on writing songs he thought no one would hear until Duo jumped him one night and begged him to join his band. It was the smartest thing Trowa ever did. He loved the excitement of performing and he wrote some of the songs the band preformed. Duo also wrote with him sometimes. After Trowa joined the band, their popularity really started to take off.
Trowa got through another day and headed home from his job. He would have the apartment to himself because Hilde and Duo had a date tonight. When he got there he checked his messages, and was surprised to find one from Heero. It was an offer to go out to dinner. Heero had said that he wanted to get to know him and Duo better since they seemed to be the ones in charge of the band's decisions. Trowa called Heero's private line; he had left the number on the answering machine.
"Hello Heero this is Trowa I'm just returning your phone call from earlier." Trowa said
"Oh, hello Trowa." Heero replied.
"I wanted to tell you that Duo has a date tonight so we'll have to make it another night."
"I'm sorry to hear that Trowa, but just because Duo can't join us doesn't mean you should have to eat alone. Why don't you come over to the club at around eight. We can go out to a near by restaurant and then we can come back to the club. You can also get to meet more of my staff and see the other bands that play here. You know you can check out the competition."
Trowa thought it over and then agreed to meet Heero. Why not he had off from work tomorrow and a night out would be fun. "Ok, I'll meet you in your office at eight."
"It's a date then. See you at eight Trowa." With that last remark Heero hung up the phone.
As Trowa was hanging up the phone he realized that Heero probably knew that Duo was not going to be home tonight. Hilde did work for Heero so he might have known about the date. Trowa didn't think about it too long. He was off to have a good time at a club he liked. If Heero had ulterior motives he would worry about it later. Now he had to take a shower and get ready.

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He took a bus and was at the club at eight sharp. Trowa was wearing a nice pair of black pants, a green button down and a black sports coat. He walked in and found a new person at the door that he didn't know. He explained that he was here to meet Heero and was let right in. He walked up to Heero's office and found him there on the couch with Quatre. Heero was dressed in a pair of tight black pants and a tight black t-shirt.
"So Trowa are you ready to go?" Heero asked.
Trowa swallowed before answering. He didn't know why but all of a sudden he was feeling nervous. "Yes, I'm ready is Quatre coming with us."
"No." Heero replied.
The thought of Heero knowing that Duo would be out tonight popped into Trowa's head but he dismissed it. Heero got up and moved towards the door.
"Have fun you two and don't do anything I would do." Quatre shouted after them. The comment made Trowa blush and he was hoping that the club was to dark for Heero to see.
The dinner was nice. They had decided to go to an Italian restaurant around the corner that Heero knew about. They walked there. They shared a bottle of wine for dinner. They stayed there for about an hour and a half eating, talking, and having a good time.
Then they made their way back to the club. There was a line outside but Heero and Trowa went right in. It pays to know the owner thought Trowa. They made their way over to the bar and got drinks. Then Heero led them up stairs to his office.
Quatre was still up there and the three started to talk. Trowa had a few more drinks and started to sway to the music that he could hear filtering up the stairs. Heero walked over to him and put his hand on the back of Trowa's neck. Heero's hand was cold and felt good against his sweaty skin.
"Do you want to dance?" Heero asked.
"Sure." Trowa replied. Trowa went to stand up and swayed on his feet. He gave a little giggle and both Quatre and Heero stared at him. Trowa blushed again. "I am usually more graceful than this but I think Heero has officially gotten me drunk."
"Good." Quatre mumbled.
"What?" both of the other boys said at the same time.
"Never mind" Quatre said.
Heero and Trowa continued on their way down to the dance floor. They were dancing for a while. Trowa was still a little wobbly on his feet but he didn't care. He was having a great time. Usually he doesn't get this way around strangers but Heero seemed different. Maybe it was all the alcohol. He did not usually drink. He probably should have stopped after he shared that bottle of wine with Heero.
The night wore on and Trowa was getting tired. Both boys were still on the dance floor and the music was loud. Trowa pulled Heero close and shouted into his ear that he was ready to go home.
"I'll give you a ride." Heero said. "My car is out back."
"Ok." Trowa said.
They drove back to Trowa's apartment. They got there just fine but Trowa couldn't remember if he had given Heero directions or not. Oh well, he thought I must have since we are now here and Heero has never been to my place before. Trowa was undoing his seatbelt when Heero leaned over him. Trowa pushed himself back into his seat and closed his eyes. He felt Heero take his hand. He opened his eyes and watched Heero. Heero brought Trowa's wrist to his lips and dragged the wrist across his mouth. Trowa felt a sharp pain. Heero was then sucking on his wrist. He could feel that Heero had drawn blood and was now feeding on him. Trowa should have been worried he should have run but he just stayed there transfixed. Heero then dropped his wrist.
"Can I come in?" Heero asked.
"Yes." Trowa replied.
Both boys went into the house. Upon entering the doorway Heero grabbed Trowa gently and they stared into each others eyes.
"You invited me into your house. I made you drink a glass of water. You dropped the glass and it shattered. You tried to clean it up and cut your wrist. I helped bandage your wrist and then left." Heero said.
Trowa just nodded.

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The next morning Trowa woke up around noon which was late for him. He had a bad hangover and went to rub his eyes. He noticed the bandage on his wrist and remembered his night with Heero. He had gotten drunk and dropped the glass. He hoped that Heero didn't think badly of him. He usually did not drink. He was never clumsy and tried to make a habit of not bleeding on his house guest.
Trowa got up and went into the kitchen to get coffee. He saw the remnants of his broken glass in the trash can. He also saw a note on the counter. It was addressed to him. He read it:

Dear Trowa, I had a good time last night. We will have to do it again sometime. Hope your wrist feels better. Heero

Trowa just stared at the letter. He dropped the letter when he heard some one behind him clear their throat.
"So sleeping beauty awakens with a battle scar no less. So Tro what or who did you do last night." Duo asked.
"I went out with Heero. We had dinner then went to the club for drinks and dancing. Heero gave me a ride home and I cut myself on a glass." Trowa explained.
"Oh! Well, it must have been some party to keep you in bed until noon. I thought I was the only one to sleep late." Duo said.
"I'm going to take a shower Duo we'll talk more after I get out. I'll even make us both lunch."
"Ok." Duo agreed. "We'll talk after your shower. I think your night was more interesting then you're letting on."