Chasing After Him In The Moonlight

Author's Note: If you're wondering why I take so long to update, I spend majority of the time staring at the screen, thinking of what to write next. Plus school had just started for me.

After I wrote the eighth chapter, I realized how unrealistic it was… plus Mortified Tam's comment there. Blah, I was in a happy mood, didn't want to write depressing stuff. Gah the excuses! Anyway, hopefully this makes up for it.

Psst, let's just say it was a little Series of Unfortunate Events moment. Just watched that movie.

I only write for your approval, so please review and tell me what you think. Thanks.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, so pssssh. Wish I did but I don't. No money, no use suing. :D

Chapter 9: It Was All A Blur.

I wish I could say that's how it ended, but life is not so kind. After such an unnerving experience, I lie there beside the one I thought I loved. The soft snores of Duo were calming and his face like an innocent child's. I must have come up with a thousand things to say but I didn't have the nerve to wake him up. It still pained me to look upon his face as an equal, someone who I could trust. Without even the slightest sympathy, Duo had me in the palm of his hand, twisting me between his fingers and whatnot. It was certainly something I was not used to. I am my own man, trying to make it in a world that did not accept who I was. Some like to say I am a mutation, a lesser version of royalty. But some say I'm perfect.

It was true I would do anything for this man lying in my arms tonight but what if it was I in trouble. Once we encountered difficulty in our relationship, would he just run off... with another man, a pureblood? I had to admit, having sex with another man while taking me out was not the evidence I wanted in my mind but it made a standing case. There was no evidence supporting his huma-… wait, he wasn't human. He was a wild creature refusing to be tamed, to be chained by me and only by me. He was carefree and he had the power of twenty men. Why was I here when it was clearly not meant to be? We were just too different.

Or was that the reason I wanted him so badly? There he lie, his long chestnut hair in tangles and naked before me with the exception of the scanty white towel embracing his waist. His head was snuggled up against my arm and his arm across my chest. When I inhaled, I smelled a faint lilac scent lingering in his hair, most likely his shampoo. He didn't choose me… I was just a quick get around, a free whore. There was nothing he said that made me think otherwise. Even if I fell for his charming ways, I must do what is best for me. I cannot survive on a man I cannot trust.

Slipping a pillow in the place of my arm, I quickly slipped my jeans on. I picked up my boxers, eyebrow raised. They were torn to shreds. Tossing them into the wastebasket on the way out, I closed the door quietly then leaned heavily against it. Was it the right decision? Shutting my eyes, I imagined his beautiful pale body against mine and those piercing violet eyes of his staring straight into mine. The overpowering feeling was just devastating. In my heart, I knew I wanted him but my mind told me otherwise. He… didn't deserve me.

Leaving his home was one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. It was as if I was leaving a part of me behind. I wrapped my arms around myself tightly, trying to keep warm. The snow fell lightly littering the streets. I was clothed in nothing jeans and a tee shirt on the day that my weatherman predicted it to be a few degrees below zero. Stupid, aren't I? My apartment was not even in the same area. I had nowhere to go and no wallet.

Holding back some tears that threatened to fall, I started walking in the vague direction of my apartment. My body felt numb and I almost could feel the heat leaving my body. I clutched my arms so hard my fingers were white and trickles of warm crimson blood bled from my wounds. Shivering, I looked at the sky, the rising sun, falling to my knees. I managed to drag my fucking self to a nearby wall on the corner where perhaps someone might see me then lend me a helping hand.

Honking caught my ears. Cracking open an eye, a yellow taxi pulled up in front of me. One pair of hands grabbed hold of me and led me in the cab. At this point, I really did not care who it was, I just appreciated the warmth inside. A jacket was draped over me then arms embraced me. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep. How much time had passed was unknown to me.

The next time I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital. The white sheets, the metal bed, and the beige floors were the dead giveaways. The heart monitor beeped softly, indicating I was still alive. My eyes scanned the room for a familiar face or any face at all. There was none. However, there was a note next to two Advil pills and a cup of water. It read, "Stay here. Be right back." The handwriting was elegant. My fingers traced over the words cautiously as if I could feel who wrote it.

"Heero, you're finally up!" Wryly, I looked up to the face of the person I probably least wanted to see. Relena. I shook my head and coughed a little. Without a second to spare, she leapt to my aid, handing me her juice. "Are you okay? I was so worried!" I swallowed a few gulps and gave her a weak smile. "You have got to be more careful. I didn't let the doctors take any blood work. They'd be absolutely puzzled. Anyway, are you alright now?" She asked concerned.

I waved my hand around halfheartedly. "I'm okay." I could withstand the physical pain to tell you the truth. It was all about control of the mind. I had to admit I was slightly disappointed, I was half expecting Duo to come to my rescue. But he probably doesn't even know I'm gone. "How long was I out?"

"Since Tuesday, so now it's almost four days," she said as if she was counting the days she spent by my side. "I didn't leave you alone one minute. I wanted to make sure you were okay." Smiling, she placed the pills into my hand and offered me the water. I took it reluctantly. I felt her eyes watching my every move as if I were going to do something interesting. I only nodded. I did not ask for her help though it might have saved my life. I was not sure that I wanted to even live.

There was a silence as I started closing my eyes again. Truth is I just did not want to speak to her. I just wanted to think. Maybe that was why I was in such a dilemma. I think too much. I heard Relena sigh heavily and whisper, "He's out again. Why can't he love me like I love him? I mean it's not like that Duo could do anything for him. I've got all the riches in the world and all the love to give but he wants a no good vampire whore." She ended angrily. She grasped my hand gently then wished out loud, "Can't you see we're perfect for each other. The two of us both going through the same thing and we can help each other out. So why do you push me away, Heero?"

My eyebrows furrowed. Why did I push her away? Was it because I thought I was better than her? I am not far from her. She was right. Viktor had seen that in us. He had always been my father figure and I had no reason not to trust him. It was him who gave me the best. Hours passed by and she never left my side. She read me books, fed me food, and took care of me. Why did I question her love then? Perhaps I would learn to love her in time.

After I recovered from near death, I took her out on our first date, then a second and so forth. She turns out to be exactly who she appeared to be, no surprises. Every weekend, Viktor held parties, masquerade balls, and all the works. It was to celebrate the birth of some purebred, another wife, or just because Relena wanted one. I would have to dress in suits that Relena provided and parade around with her attached tightly to my arm. Soon, she even bought me a new apartment on the nicer side of the city.

One day, Viktor approached me and asked the question I had been avoiding to hear. "When do you plan to bear me a child?" I looked away, sighing. Taking a deep breath, I stared into his pale eyes and said, "I think your daughter wants a wedding." He looked at me with question. "Humans have this ceremony to celebrate the beginning of their lives together." He shook his head, it was another one of those human things. I did not exactly lie. I knew that Relena wanted to be human more than anything. She wanted to be normal just like everyone else whereas I embraced my vampire side.

But, despite the doubt in my mind, I approached her that very day and asked her hand in marriage. Her face lit up and she embraced me, screaming yes and I love you. It was what Viktor would want and I obeyed him. She pulled out wedding books, bridal magazines, and her childhood wedding planner. I left her alone to tend to her business. She told me it would take a month at least to organize so I figured that I would go entertain myself and get familiar with the new neighborhood.

Winter soon turned to spring. The grass was green and the sun shone down on me, bathing me in warmth. I probably could not tell you what happened in the transition from winter to spring. It was a big blur of events concerning the wedding. The only part I had to take in it was the tuxedo fitting and the picks of the groomsmen. I simply asked Wufei if he would come and bring 3 other male guests. I did not care whom. He agreed with one eyebrow raised. But I said no more.

Much too soon, the dreaded night arrived. The moon was high in the midnight sky, the stars shining brightly. I peered into the nearest window with the happy people getting seated and chattering about nothing at all. Humans, vampires, and dhampirs all in the same place... now that was a rare occasion indeed. Much to my dismay, Wufei had not arrived yet and I felt out of place in this world of white. The only thing I recognized was the alcohol and I have already drank at least a bottle by myself.

Something caught my eye. Long chestnut hair. Throwing down the bottle, I rose up to my feet and squinted through the tainted glass. "I've lost it. Damn. Or maybe Im' just seeing things…," I said as I stared at the now broken bottle. "Oh well, whatever." I grabbed another bottle of wine from the cooler.

"Well, well, it's the man I've been looking for the whole night."

A/n: 4:15AM and I'm asleep.