again, i only own the plot

"Oh my God, Gustav!" Bill shrieked, "I can't believe you. Why didn't you tell us?"

"Well I didn't think 'hey guys, I'm a vampire' would fly very well with everyone or the tabloids," replied Gustav apologetically.

"I mean cool, vampire. I just never expected one of them would be me."

"Me neither. Bill, remember, you have to keep this totally secret."

"Okay I got it." Gustav was about to turn around the alley corner when he heard, "Gustav, I'm thirsty." He had forgotten the monstrous quench when a vampire is born. It was going to take a lot of strength and patience to work with Bill on his first hunt. He wanted to help Bill because he didn't have anyone to help him when he was a blood crazed fool on the streets of Germany.

After a very quick sound check, Gustav and Bill went back to the park in half the amount of time it took human Bill to get from there to the venue. He liked his pristine velocity. Once in a safe hiding spot, they waited. Gustav stared motionless at the sidewalk in a crouching position while Bill looked all around him like a child.

Gustav's fortitude wore thin, "Focus Bill!"

"Sorry," Bill replied with a jump.

"This isn't a game, its life. It's your life now as well as mine."

"So serious Gustav," Bill playfully pushed him. Gustav hissed back at him and Bill drew back instantly.

"Forgive me Bill," he mumbled, "it's just that, this isn't a gift for me. It's a curse. You'll find that out soon enough."

"What'd you me—,"

"Shh…someone's coming. Now's you chance." Bill was in focus now. He saw a man blabbing away on his phone, completely oblivious.

"How 'bout him?" Bill asked.

"Perfect," Gustav sneered cheerily, "Go." Bill jolted out and carved into his neck. He went peacefully, an easy kill. After a minute or so, Bill stood over the body and looked at Gustav.

"How do you feel?" Gustav requested.

Bill smiled evilly, "Good, real good."

"Excellent. Let's get a move on it, show's gonna start."

* * *

The show was awesome, one for the books. All the energy Bill had now with the blood in his system made him act like a person hyped up on Red Bull. When it was over, Bill fake panted as he walked into the dressing room. Tom pat the center of Bill's back, "Great job Bill, you rocked." He rocked. Then a sudden memory struck him: he still needed to tell Tom. Quickly he intercepted Tom's path.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed, "how'd you get there so fast?"

"Tom I have to talk to you. Come with me." He dragged his brother back into the alley. It seemed appropriate since he had more to tell him now despite Gustav's remarks. He had to fight off the dry scratchiness scraping against his throat.

"Okay Bill what is it?" Tom asked curiously.

"Well, I kinda have to tell you something important. To me at least," said Bill hesitating a bit.

"Yes we've already established that."

"Alright then," he could sense Tom's slight impatience, "it concerns a guy, a certain guy that I'm kinda into."

"Ah, so my little brother's got a crush. Tell me, who's the lucky fellow?"

Bill shifted his feet and toyed with his heavy rings, "see this is the part I was worried about."

Tom was confused, "why Bill?"

"I don't want you to freak out," he looked away from Tom as he spoke.

"Oh Bill," he hand was on his shoulder, "c'mon, I'm your brother. You should have the confidence and courage to tell me anything. I love you."

Bill's heart jumped or at least he imagined it would have, "you really mean it?"

"Cross my heart and hope to die," Bill winced at his pun, "So who is it?"

It took what felt like eternity before he finally said, "you Tom." The twin didn't move or speak.

"See, I told you. It's so dumb and wrong and stupid and—," it was then when Tom pulled his other half in for a surprisingly strong kiss, making each Kaultiz brother whole. Tom's tongue explored the cave of Bill's mouth, feeling each individual tooth fossil he found. He didn't find the enlarged canines thankfully. Bill, tense at first, let the willing adventurer go through him. The explorer departed, gasping victoriously.

"Bill, what took you so long?" he exhaled, dramatically winded as he kissed him again.

"I told you…" he said between breaths, "I was afraid. His back arched as Tom moved down to his neck, massaging his pleasure point. Bill was a very good actor.

"I don't see you being afraid now. It's because I feel the same about you Bill."

He pushed Tom off, "why didn't you say anything?"

"It was too early and waiting made me want you more." He moved in for another kiss but Bill didn't give in. "What's wrong?"

"I have another thing I want to tell you." They bother turned serious as they faced each other, man and demon.

"Tom," he began slowly, "I'm a vampire." His bluntness stunned his lover as he grabbed the wall for support.

"You mean like…fangs and…coffins…and 'I vant to suck you blood'?" he asked. Bill snickered at his joke revealing the pearly fangs. Tom gasped.

"I'm pretty much it, minus the coffin and overly dramatic sayings." He laughed which turned into both of them laughing.

"Okay that's cool." Tom continued, picking himself up from the wall.

Bill quirked his head to the side, "Really? No 'ah vampire, go away'?"

"Nope," he said with a proud smile, "matter of fact change me."

"What?"

"If you love me, change me so we can be together forever."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," he turned so his back was to Bill, "right on the neck." He moved his dreads to one side and rubbed his neck.

Tom did have a point. Tom was going to age and die while Bill was left to walk the Earth possibly alone. Did he really want to continue the cursed line onto his beloved brother? The scratches were getting to be unbearable.

He saw Tom reach into his pocket, "here maybe this will help." In a swift swipe of a switch blade, he made a small cut near his neck. The smell hit Bill hard; it was sweet like warm sugar. That took it all and Bill slurped down the blood of his brother. Tom groaned in either pain or pleasure or maybe both. Bill knew he had to stop at one point or another, but the blood was so good, like forbidden fruit.

Tom felt weak, "Bill, I think that's enough." He hardly heard his brother's plead as bloodlust overcame his will power.

"Bill—," he gagged and heaved with his hands around his neck. By the time Bill released, all was lost. Tom collapsed to the ground, limp. He had drunk too much. He killed Tom. Bill knelt next to his brother holding him in his arms. He was so angry and ashamed of himself for what he had done. Tom twitched ever so slightly, but that was only the venom slowly flowing in his veins. He had to get Gustav, through their sonar.

Gustav, help me. I'm in the alley. I did something really bad.

* * *

Gustav's head perked up as he turned in the general direction of Bill's thoughts. He was on the floor of the dressing room with the deceased Georg under his fingertips.

"I'm sorry," he whispered and left one last kiss on his frozen and twitchy lips. Silently, he went to find Bill, leaving the body for someone else to find.

In the alley, he saw the disturbing sight of a boy holding his dead twin. Gustav got down to Bill's level.

"What did you do?"

Bill was sobbing, "He wanted to change. He loved me and so he asked me. I was stupid enough to agree and now he's gone!" He buried his face in Gustav's shoulder.

"I know how you feel Bill," he looked up at the wise drummer, "Georg is dead because of me right now. It was the same thing between you two. I liked him, he liked me, he wanted to be with me and I took too much."

"Gustav, I never knew. I'm sorry."

He closed his eyes, "it's not as bad as my sister though."

"What happened?"

"She found out and threatened tell everyone because I wouldn't change her. She was about to tell our mother when I snapped. Bill, she looked so peaceful lying there. I never forgave myself for it, I was such a monster." Gustav was sobbing now. Bill draped over him in a gentle hug.

"Things happen," Bill said, "we have to live and learn from them. It'll be hell but we have each other. I'll be here for you."

Gustav smiled at the small vampire. Maybe he wasn't such a mistake after all. Then he heard commotion coming from inside.

"We must leave," he stated picking Bill up by the arm, "they found Georg."

"Let's go." And with that and a final glance at Tom, the two left together as friends, partners and brothers in vampirehood.