Hahaha dafuq is this shit? Twilight? I know, crazy ain't it? When I finally update its a Valentine Special and not even released on valentines! Way to go author!

But let's get real for a second guys. I know its been a while since my last update and I'm really sorry about that but rest assured that the next chapter is coming soon, probably up by tomorrow. I know its late but never late than never right? I didn't know what I was thinking because I'm not quite fond of Twilight. I have the books (it was given as a gift I couldn't refuse them) and while they're not horrible, they're pretty okay. I was never much interested in romance to begin with and Bella wasn't that memorable but I can't outright say that the Twilight Saga sucked balls. That title belongs to Fifty Shades of Grey.

I thought it would be funny to use it, I got better material than I thought and I really enjoyed writing this. Not gonna lie, Vampire!Tsuna is really hot to me, I enjoyed the hell imagining it. Just remember though readers, while this chapter is does have some Vampire Romance sprinkled in, it's not full-on Twilight. Come on, Mia and Tsuna are better than that.

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR and Twilight. Stephenie Meyer can keep her rights to that.

He had never craved for human blood. Not once in his entire seventeen years dhamphyr existence. He lived the simple human life but ever since he met her, the slumbering vampire inside of him woke violently and suddenly his whole world was pulled from underneath him. He began to crave for the one thing he hated the most: blood. He hated what it was for it meant that he was a monster who was merely born to hurt others. He hated himself and he hated her for bringing out this side that he had worked so hard to suppress.

He was living a normal human life before she came in. He was just a student studying at the local high school, struggling like a normal human with his classes and suppressing his abnormal abilities while coming off as the clumsy goofy guy that everyone makes fun about. He even had a crush on a human girl named Kyoko Sasagawa. She was the epitome of humanity, something that he strived to become and be with. Then she came. The new girl named Mia Matteis. Why the buzz you ask? Their town was small and word travels fast but he knew that the talks and excitement would die down eventually. Again, their town was small. Something like the arrivals of newcomers wouldn't be enough to hold their attention.

When he saw her he nearly had a heart attack. The scent of her blood was so strong that when it struck him, it felt like a flame had lit inside him. It filled his veins with a rushing heat that ran across his whole body. His senses came alive to the point that it felt like he had been reborn.

He absolutely hated it.

He tried to avoid her whenever he could but fate eventually brought them together as partners for a science project. To say they disliked each other was an understatement; no one would have believed they hated each other from the start. They argued always with one another. He wanted nothing to do with her and her blood and she vice versa. However as soon as she and her scent disappeared, guilt like nothing he had ever felt weighed on him like a boulder. He hated feeling he was sorry. If things were different and he was human he probably would have been great friends with her. Their arguments always left him exhausted.

One day he had been cornered by a group of bullies. He knew that he could break their necks if he wanted to but he loathed violence. He didn't fight back and was left to bleed on the concrete. She found him there and he hated her for that. Because suddenly he realized that her touch was far gentler than her tough nature implied, her hair smelled just as good as her blood and that her eyes were the bluest sky he had ever seen.

"Tsuna?" His name sounded so good coming from her. As his eyes began to shut, he felt a hand caresses his cheek and he smiled.

Maybe that's where it all started. Their love.

Since then they had become friends. A strong friendship formed between them for months which then grew into love. He hadn't realized such bliss could be his. It wasn't just the scent of her blood that drives him mad, there were her touches and her kisses. He couldn't count the times where he had almost lost himself from just the sight of her. He sounded like a love struck fool. He was and apparently his coven thought that too. They had warned him that humans would never accept their kind, a painful reality that he had to face. He couldn't bear to be apart from her but even more so if she rejected him, he knew he would die then if she did. He was deathly afraid of that. But Mia, his stubborn-as-a-mule Mia, saw that he was troubled.

"What's wrong?" she had asked, her blue eyes worried.

"It's nothing." He mumbled, looking away from her eyes. "Just a family problem."

"You can tell me," she insisted. She held his hand tightly in hers. He remained quiet about it. Mia wasn't going to let it go and jumped on him. They rolled around the grass until they ended up in a position that Tsuna did not like to be into at the moment. "Tell me!" she demanded while straddling his hips.

"Okay fine!" he cried, exasperated and red. He hadn't planned to reveal it this way but since when did something ever go according to plan around her? He had covered his face with his hands, too ashamed, too afraid of himself to even look at her.

"I'm not what you think I am… I'm not normal like you… I'm different."

"How?" she asked.

All the anguish and the shame tumbled out of his mouth, "I'm a monster." As soon as he said the words he felt a sharp pain over his chest where Mia had hit him. He coughed and clutched his lungs.

"Don't you say that!" she cried, slapping him for good measure. "A monster? How could you say that? You're the kindest person I know!" Tears welled in her eyes and he was beyond shocked. He had expected her to make fun of him. Could she have known of what he was? "If this is a joke it's not funny!"

"Did you know?" he asked in a whisper, too stunned to do or say anything else.

She sniffed. "No." Mia replied.

"Then why – "

"Blast it!" she exclaimed. "If you were a monster, would you have hurt me?"

"Never." He immediately replied without thought and sat up. She smiled. She reached for his face and brushed her thumbs across his cheeks. Her touch left a soothing warmth that quickly quelled his worries.

"If you were a monster, you wouldn't be here with me." She leaned forwards, her nose touching his. Her breath tickled his want. "If you were a monster…" she whispered against his lips. His breathe got caught in his throat. She grinned and pulled away. "I would have kicked your ass a long time ago."

He suddenly barked a laugh, startling her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. "Mia… I'm half-human and…" he hesitated. She wrapped her arms around his neck. He could see in her eyes that she was encouraging him. "Half-vampire." Whatever he expected afterwards were far from what he imagined.

"You're a… dhamphyr?"

"Yes, I am." He said with a hint of nervousness.

"Do you have any special powers?" she asked him, her curious eyes glinted in the day. She was taking this well. Too well.

"Ahm… well… I can summon and control fire… um… I have heightened senses and well… I'm stronger than an average human." He said in embarrassment.

"Stronger?" her eyes widened. "How strong?"

"I… uh… I can lift a car I guess." He said and rubbed his neck.

The surprise slowly faded and a sly smile took its place instead. She pressed her body against his, letting him feel her curves. His hands immediately came up around her, so used was he to her body. She giggled softly and reached up to his ear. "So you were the one that broke the bed huh?" she asked him in a whisper. His whole body stilled as red colored his cheeks. His mind suddenly flashed to the other night when they did it. He had gotten carried away a bit and one of the legs of the bed gave away…

He buried his face into her shoulder and she laughed, her voice sounding like a tinkle of small bells. "Oh shut up," he mumbled.

"Do you drink blood?"

Tsuna pulled back. He licked his lips unconsciously. "I… it's not necessary for me. I don't need blood to survive."

"But you can right?"

"Yes."

"Have you thought about drinking my blood?" she asked him. He thought about lying to her but Mia knew him – she would know. He closed his eyes and placed a kiss on her neck.

"I always do," he replied honestly. "There is not one moment where I didn't crave for you."

"Would you like to?" she blurted out.

"What?" he pulled back to look at her. Her cheeks were deliciously red as she looked pointedly away from him. She began to fiddle with the tips of her hair.

"I asked if you would like to taste it. You know. My blood."

What was she thinking? He had thought but his vampire side growled with pleasure at her words. Was she seriously considering letting him drink her blood? Mia glanced at his face then looked down at her hands. Too dumbfounded, he waited her to say something because gods know he barely had the concentration to form words. He was too busy holding himself back to take her then and there.

"I've given to you most of myself already," she started, her cheeks flushing darker. "I wouldn't mind giving you more."

Her words didn't just affect his vampire side but his human side as well. An emotion swelled within him that he could barely find the words to express with and his desire that he was fighting so hard to keep in control rose in leaps and bounds. He had been told once by his Ancestral Father that love was the highest gift a vampire could receive from a human. He had constantly yearned for it for all his life, dreaming for someone who accepted everything that was he and she was here, sitting on his lap, practically offering more of herself to him. He had already taken her purity and her heart. Did he have the right to ask for more? But can he refuse it? The dryness in his throat was excruciating. It was becoming harder to ignore now. However the one thing that kept him from jumping on her like an animal was the thought of hurting her. Fear had overrun his thirst as he thought about losing control. As if she sensed his thoughts, she reached out to cup his face.

"I trust you." She said. "Everything will be alright."

If there was one thing he knew definitely was that she was always right. He was stronger than a mindless vampire bent on drinking blood. He could do this.

His feet barely made a sound as he flittered through the rooftops, too eager to see her. Everything about her entranced him: from her blue eyes, her golden hair, her soft skin and the pleasurable taste of her blood. Tonight he will meet with her at her home. When he saw her through her window, she was waiting for him to arrive. Without restraining himself, he had revealed he was quite the graceful acrobat and demonstrated as so when he swung himself inside. Mia wasted no time and pulled him in for a kiss, just as eager to see him as he was.

"Nervous?" he asked her.

"About meeting your coven filled with hungry vamps? Hold on, I'm still packing my stakes and garlic," she replied, shrugging a bit. He rolled his eyes.

"I told you – vampires can't be killed with stakes and garlic does nothing. Sunlight is a vampire's weakness."

Her hands slid down his chest. "Except for your coven. You guys are like way overpowered – you told me your coven doesn't get affected by sunlight!"

He chuckled. "Not all of them. The lesser vampires can be hurt from it. It's just the Heads and his Guardians that are not. I'm half-human so I'm barely affected by it." Mia seemed less worried as he said it. To assure her further he placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. "If you're still worried just know I won't let them hurt you."

"I know you won't," she grumbled. "What if they disapprove of me though?"

"Ancestral Father will love you," he immediately replied. "I know I do."

"He's just one guy."

"He is the founder of my coven," he corrected her while trying not to laugh. "The first Head. The others will have no choice but to accept you."

"How do you even know he will?" she asked him as he picked her up. Looking down on her worried face his expression softened. "What if they decided I'm not good enough because I'm human?"

"His wife was a human. I heard that she was forest fire compared to you. Ancestral Father loves humans, he won't not like you." He bounced her in his arms, eliciting a yelp from her. "Since when did you care about what others thought of us?"

"But – "

"I love you," he cut her off. "And you love me. If you think that's not enough then Ancestral Father's approval is all that matters and trust me, he will love you like his own."

He seemed to have rendered her speechless and chuckled at her expression. "You didn't forget anything did you?"

She shook her head. "You sure?" She nodded, her eyes still locked on to his face as if she was seeing him in a new light. "Is there something you wanted to say?" he asked her, amused.

She blinked and slowly relaxed in his arms. "It's just… you can be such the rebel at times you know? It's quite a turn on."

He smirked teasingly at her. "Really?" His fangs glinted in the light. "I'll be sure to hold you to that when we get you home later."

She blushed. "Just… just don't break my bed again." She stammered out. He winked.

"No promises."

I bet a lot of people wished this was longer. Sorry guys, anymore of that and it would have become a full-blown story. Do not encourage the plot bunnies to reproduce!

In case anyone wondered who Ancestral Father is, it's Giotto. Yeah, the man is alive and is still shaking that groove thing. Gotta love him!

I like aggressive Tsuna. I think I'll use more of him in the future. But enough about this, I'll see you guys on the next chapter! Love ya!