A/N: ... Remember me? Thanks for the support yous guys.

Disclaimer: I own Jean Luc, and that's pretty much it.

thoughts are in italics. /and mindlin speak is like this/

Previously: Seto didn't die. Yugi's making baby steps towards mental stability while still hoping that Yami will turn up. And Yami is still Jean Luc's captive... I wonder if they're having fun yet on my freaky little roller coaster...

Crimson Kisses: A Vampiric Tale --- Chapter 7

Why won't he love me? He's been here for weeks. I've fed and clothed him and even played the violin for him, but nothing. He feels nothing for me but enmity and hostility. It's Yugi that he truly feels for. Love, longing... Lust. All three show in his eyes, lightening his features when he thinks of that damned boy. Jean Luc thought, starring into the mirror at his own reflection.

But I don't understand it? Am I not attractive enough? Does something about my appearance repel him? His reflection looked back, gray eyes appearing dull under the dim lights. But what if... What if I were to turn him? He would be able to truly see me. Not only that, but he would be grateful to have the gift. Yes, yes eternal life, a perfect gift and one that is mine alone to give him. He will be thankful and he will love me. Jean Luc's reflection, looked back, his eyes seeming brighter and the corners of his mouth had lifted to form a smile. And then we shall be happy and together... forever.

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Yami's door flew open, "Bonjour mon petit!" The blond vampire greeted merrily, waltzing into his quarters.

"Kiss my ass." Yami shot from his position on the bed.

Jean Luc stopped moving for a moment and looked at the young man. "What a charming proposition, but I'm afraid it will have to save that activity for another evening."

Yami rolled his eyes, an action that Jean Luc had missed, for the vampire had begun to pace across the room in long strides.

He really is beautiful, Yami thought absently. If circumstances were different and I'd never met Yugi, I might have accepted his advances; atleast for alittle while... But things are not different, and I did meet Yugi. The dark sighed, whenever he thought of Yugi these days, his brow automatically furrowed. He hadn't even had the strength to see if their mind link was functional in the past few weeks.

Jean Luc had been taking blood from him every other night and it was beginning to take a toll. Yami's body was working overtime to replenish the blood it was losing, but it was still falling short of the vampire's demand. Whenever he sat up too quick, or at all for that matter, he became dizzy and nauseous, forcing him to lie flat once more. And standing... Forget it, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. His legs just couldn't seem to support the weight.

This is pathetic, Yami thought, angered by his own weakness. Which was further fueled by his inability to reach his light. Even if to say nothing more then; "I'm still here, Koi. There's no need to worry."

"That's if he's still worrying." said the small traitorous voice in the back of Yami's head.

By this point Jean Luc, who was still pacing, had begun to speak again. "It occurs to me, that you will not love me or even be thankful until I give you something that is truly invaluable. Now, I asked myself 'What do I have that is a true treasure?' There are many answers to that of course. I have gold and jewels of all shapes, sizes and colors and several priceless relics. But what would you a mortal man, want? And then it hit me m'amour; my blood. That, is what I shall give to you."

Yami stared, "I don't want it."

"Well why on earth not? If I give you my blood you will become immortal. Disease, age, weakness... Those are human things which you will be able to leave behind. Decades, centurys, millennuims, eras, they will all be yours to see from your place by my side. We shall spend forever together, my fair one."

"Why would I to be with you forever?" Yami asked, framing nonchalance.

"Because m'amour, you love me. It is just buried beneath layers of confusion, brought on by that despicable little boys assault on your mind."

"I thought we agreed you wouldn't talk about Yugi." Yami said in a voice that signified, that that had not been a question.

Jean Luc looked exasperated for a moment, before straightening up and renewing his argument. "Petit, you are missing my point. Immortality will be yours, whether you want it or not. I did not want this gift in the beginning either, but I grew to love it. As shall you. Now hold still, my love."

Yami did his best to back away from the coming vampire, but without full use of his legs it was near impossible. "Don't come near me." When he reached finally reached the side of his bed, he tried to stand, but failed. He fell to the floor and began crawling backwards once he'd recovered. All the while, his eyes had stayed glued to the vampire which had continued it's feline like approach.

"Cher, whatever game you're playing, I think it's ridiculous. We both know how this is going to end."

"No." Yami stated in a stern tone. But inside panic was overtaking him as he made one last attempt to contact Yugi. Groping wildly to the other's mind, practically screaming to be heard and pounding against the barrier that was keeping their thoughts apart. /Yugi, aibou... I love you./ He repeated over and over again in the small hope that it would reach his little love, as the vampire came ever closer.

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/Yugi, aibou... I love you./

"Yami!" Yugi screamed, sitting upright in bed. A sheen of cold sweat covered his body and he was shivering uncontrollably, even though he felt overheated. Once again the name was on his lips, as the scene from his dream began to replay itself in his mind's eye.

Yami crawling backwards, his legs to weak to support him. His skin was paler than normally, sickly and his eyes were glazed in fear. then overwhelming physical and mental pain completely engulfed him. Tossing about Yugi's small body as the ocean would and errant piece of seaweed. Soon, though all went black and dark and the only thing he could do was listen to Yami's pleas to turn a scream of anguish. And then... there was nothing. Nothing at all. Not even the sound of a heart beat, or labored breath... Nothing.

Yugi put his head in his hands as the tears began to flow. He'd had this dream before, several times, but now it was different. Violent sobs wracked the his form, twisting it with grief. He tried to get out of bed. He needed to tell someone, anyone, but instead of getting to his feet he landed on his knees. But who would believe him? He didn't even know where Yami was, and therefore, he couldn't help. Something dreadful was happening and all he could do was sit.

"Damn it!" Yugi swore though his tears. All of a sudden his clothes seemed to shrink. He could barely breath and the air the did enter his lungs only served to fuel the nauseous feeling in his gut. After tearing at the neck of his pajama shirt, so if was no longer choking him, he slowly crawled to the adjoining bathroom and leaned over the toilet to wretch.

Once his stomach had completely emptied, and he no longer had the energy to dry heave, the small teen rolled onto his side and curled into a tight ball.

"Wake me up Yami, please." he whispered into the darkness.

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"Don't do this." Yami said, a slight pleading note had entered his voice. "If you do, I'll hate you, that's a promise."

At this Jean Luc paused and loosened the cravat Yami had noticed he was wearing. "There is a chance that because of these actions you will hate me," he conceded, "but there is also a chance that you will love me. Therefore, the outcome may very well be worth the risk, petit."

Before Yami could protest, Jean Luc was beside him, gently cradling his head. "M'amour, please don't struggle. That will only cause you more pain." Jean Luc crooned as he lowered his fangs to Yami's exposed neck.

Yami whimpered as his flesh gave way and his blood rushed from the broken vein. The vampire drew the teen into his lap as he opened his lips to the fount of blood.

For his part, Yami let out a moan of both pain and pleasure as the sucking motion continued. "Damn... you." he cursed weakly as Jean Luc rose to his feet, bringing the incapacitated Yami with him.

Jean Luc pulled away slightly, but only long enough to rip a gash and his wrist so that Yami could get to the blood without hindrance. "Drink." he commanded. When the smaller tried to protest Jean Luc began to guide his mouth towards that bleeding wrist. "Come now, cher. That is quite enough of this 'resistance' that you seem so fond of."

"No." Yami rasped, barely able to form the word.

Fine, thought the vampire, if you want to be difficult then so be it. He bit the inside of his cheek hard and waited for the moment it took for his mouth to fill with blood. Then he kissed Yami roughly, taking advantage of the fact that he hadn't had time to properly close his mouth. After forcing his tongue within the recesses of the other's mouth he began to push in the blood from his own mouth and into Yami's.

The teen tried to break the kiss, pushing futilely at the vampires chest, but to no avail. And then something happened. Something changed...

Yami no longer wanted to struggle, he wanted more. He wanted to taste the cold metallic flavor of Jean Luc's bloods as it slid across his tongue. In his quest for more, Yami took control of the kiss, deepening it. His forced his own tongue into Jean Luc's mouth, probing it for cut from which the blood had come.

He found it easily and began to tongue and prod at the small slit mercilessly until he knew that no more would come from it. He pulled away, and looked up towards the vampire with desperate eyes. Jean Luc guided him towards the previously made wound on his wrist and sighed as the smaller began to lave the gash with his tongue enthusiastically.

"Drink you're fill, m'amour." Jean Luc whispered, reveling in Yami's open enjoyment of him as another wordless moan slipped past the smaller's lips.

Soon Yami's grip slipped away from the appendage and he lay spent in Jean Luc's lap. When they'd sat down, he had no idea and he did not care, for then the physical change began and for those moments, nothing else mattered. Yami felt both his cuspits and finger nails lengthen and harden. Next a dull pain began to grow within his stomach, and escalated until it felt as though someone was belting him in the gut with the world's largest sledge hammer, over and over again. The pain spread throughout his entire body until it reached the very tips of his hair.

Then quick as molasses, it began to subside. Replacing it, was the knowledge of what had just transpired and what Yami now was. And what he had given up...

In the time that it would take a human to blink, he was up and standing in the far corner of the room. "Get out." he demanded. When Jean Luc didn't move his crimson eyes flashed; "I said; GET OUT!" he roared, pointing towards the door.

Jean Luc saw that there would be no reasoning with him, so he nodded and got to his feet. "Very well, petit. Your bloodlust has been satisfied for this evening. I shall be back when darkness falls once more." he whispered before closing the door behind him.

"What have I done?" Yami asked the empty room quietly as he slumped to the floor.

A/N: I don't have much to say, not surprising seeing as how I'm pretty much dead in the water... If you do have something to say though, I'd love to know what ya'll think.