Chapter 2

Previously

"Now what do I have here?" Even Alfred's voice was the same yet not. Arthur couldn't reply only stare up at Alfred, terrified at what he saw when Alfred spoke. Fangs.

"Well?" Alfred, the spirit, asked after a moment of no reply.

"N-no, it can't be, not th-this" Arthur stuttered, eyes locked on Alfred's mouth.

Alfred smirked, "can't be what?"

Arthur gulped, locking eyes with the red ones above him. "Vampire."

To say that Arthur was terrified was an understatement. He was currently pinned down, to his guest bed with Alfred on top of him, being used like a puppet by a vampire spirit.

Alfred just smirked down at him, finding great amusement in Arthur's apparent fear.

"What's wrong Arthur? Scared?" Alfred asked playfully. Arthur remained silent, staring up at Alfred, trying to come to terms with what was happening. His precious little America was currently under the power of a vampire spirit, and there was no telling what it would do.

Taking in a shuddering breath Arthur started, "h-how much do y-you know?" Fear or no fear Arthur needed to get information, and knowing how much of Alfred's mind the spirit had learned was a big helper. Let him know what it knew and gave him ideas on how to get rid of it or, right now, give Alfred control back over his own body.

Alfred remained quiet for a few minutes before smiling a rather wicked smile and replying, "just about everything, who this America, Alfred F. Jones, is. His past, all his secrets, who you and all the other nations are, the worlds history. Heh, you let me get into a rather powerful body didn't ya?"

The reminder that Arthur was technically responsible for all this sent a wave of frustration through the Brit. "Than enlighten me on what exactly your thinking of doing?" Arthur asked, his frustration leading to some anger and giving him his normal senses back.

"Now why would I want to do that? I've just gotten control and need to do some planning and thinking, telling you before that was done wouldn't let me have any fun" Alfred replied teasingly, ticking Arthur off more.

"So your the type that likes to play that game, eh?" Arthur said in frustration, "and do you really think I'm going to allow you the chance to even finish thinking through whatever plan is forming in your head for power?"

Alfred grinned down at Arthur, lowering his head and whispering in his ear in a sickly sweet voice that didn't fit Alfred, "Oh I think you'll let me do whatever I want. I have control and can put up the perfect facade, no one will believe you about this and you'll continued to be called crazy. Your alone on this completely since I know your little faerie friends won't come around with me around, and I don't plan on letting you work at all on sending me back to that horrible little world you let me out of. Now than, you starting to understand what you've gotten yourself into?"

Arthur paled considerably at his words, because they were true. He knew exactly how Alfred acted and could make it seem as though Alfred was fine around others, no other nation could give him help because of that. There were very few spirits eviler than a vampire and the faeries won't come around with one in his house. That meant that he'd be all alone with a possessed Alfred that defiantly wasn't going to let him wander to his study and figure out what to do. He was in deep and he understood that perfectly at this point.

"So than what do you plan to do with me?" Arthur asked.

"Now why would I do anything with you?" Alfred asked innocently.

"Please, I'm the one that let you out and I'm possibly the only one that can put you back. I'm the only obstacle in your way at this point, surely your not going to let me just leave." Arthur replied.

Alfred let out a dry laugh, "your certainly not dumb, but you won't want your dear Alfred to suffer and that will make you handy for me."

Arthur was about to question the vampire more but suddenly Alfred was shaking above him, his grip had loosend, and his eyes were screwed shut. Not knowing what to do Arthur just laid beneath Alfred, unconsciously holding his breath and letting it out in a sigh of relief when Alfreds eyes opened to reveal tired sky blue eyes.

"Arthur" Alfred gasped before collapsing ontop of Arthur. Arthur sat up quickly, looking over the younger, apparently he'd just passed out from shock. Leaning back against the back board of the bed Arthur allowed Alfred to simply hold onto him while he slept, like when he was a small child, scared and seeking comfort during a storm or after hearing a scary story.

Arthur himself couldn't sleep at all and all he could do was think over the vampire's final words before loosing control. He should have expected the vampire to loose control after a few minutes, he'd only just gotten his host and didn't have full control yet, Arthur needed to get rid of him before he turned Alfred into his little puppet that couldn't fight back against him.

"What am I going to come in handy for?" Arthur whispered to himself in the quiet room, rattling his brain for an answer until it finally shut down from exhaustion from the past few hours events.

Arthur woke up to the comforting smell of coffee, hamburgers, cheap cologne, and sunshine. Pure Alfred. Normally this situation would be called heaven to Arthur, curled up against Alfred, warm, breathing in his delicious scent, and just getting that feeling of being loved that he wanted so bad from the younger. Of coarse the previous day's events slamming back into his head kicked Arthur right out of heaven.

Alfred had lost control to a vampire spirit. A spirit that was already making plans with Alfreds body and already knew what it wanted to use himself for. All this little bit of knowledge and all the questions remaining were rattling around in Arthurs mind.

About a half hour later Arthur was brought back out of his mind and to the source of all his troubling thoughts when Alfred began to stir.

"Mm, Iggy?" Alfred asked drowsily as his eyes slowly fluttered open and he sat up, releasing Arthur from the hold he had on him when he had been asleep, a hold that Arthur inwardly pouted at being let out of.

"Yes Alfred?" Arthur replied, turning to face the younger.

"Ugh, what am I doing here and you won't believe the dream I had" Alfred responded.

Arthur let out a small laugh, even with a spirit in him Alfred would always be Alfred. "The meeting was at my place and you came over here and um..." Arthur trailed at the end, still feeling guilty for the past days events.

Alfred's eyes widened as Arthur trailed off and he flopped back down into the pillows. "Awe damn, that wasn't a dream was it." It wasn't a question it was a statement, Arthur nodded in confirmation to Alfred.

"Yeah, its all happening Al" Arthur said as he got up from the bed. Getting some clothes from the dresser that Alfred kept here for when ever he decided to bother the other (which was quite often really) and handing them to Alfred before going to change in his own room.

Coming back into the room a few minutes later, both blonds changed into clean clothes, Arthur leaned against the doorway, finishing up the last few buttons of his white shirt while Alfred stood by the bed, looping a belt through his jeans. Neither spoke for a few minutes, a silent conversation passing through them. Alfred would stay with Arthur until the spirit was removed.

A sudden growl filled the quietness of the room and Alfred let out a playful laugh, "guess I haven't eaten in a while, huh?"

Arthurs stomach growled back and he laughed as well, "neither have I, come on." Arthur led the way to the kitchen and started rummaging through it. He pulled out an apple, some cantaloupe, strawberries, bannanas, and an orange from the fridge.

Going over to the counter Arthur set the fruit down and put a kettle on the stove for his tea and started up the coffee maker for Alfred, talking as he went back to cut his fruit up on a cutting board he'd pulled from a cabinet. "What would you like to eat?"

"I really don't know" Alfred replied.

"Well thats shocking" Arthur said, Alfred almost always knew what he wanted to eat.

"It's kinda weird, like I'm craving something but I haven't a clue what it is."

"You and your cravings."

"This ones different though Arthur." Alfreds voice had dropped a bit.

"How so?" he asked, worried a bit at the answer, his mind was already giving him reasons as to what could be up with Alfreds appetite.

"It feels stronger than a normal food craving, like if I don't eat whatever it is I want I'll go crazy. It's almost a painful need." Alfred answered, crossing his arms in front of himself and looking down, his face showing his clear frustration.

Arthur looked away from his cutting and over his shoulder at Alfred. "It's the spirit isn't it? He's mess-ow!" Arthur dropped the knife that had just sliced his left index finger. "Tch, damnit" Arthur muttered as he went over to the sink that Alfred was leaning next to, suddenly eyeing Arthurs wound with interest.

"Are you okay?" Alfred asked, taking Arthurs wrist and holding his hand up to examine the wound for himself. It was minor, a simple little slice in the skin that blood was starting to lazily escape from. Alfred kept his eyes trained on the blood that was beginning to flow.

Arthur audibly swallowed, a ball of fear settling into his stomach at Alfreds actions. When Alfred had started to explain his craving he'd gotten worried that the spirit was influencing his appetite, and even a young child knew what a vampire's appetite consisted of, blood.

"A-Al, I'm fine, you can let g-go" Arthur stuttered a little, eyes looking to Alfreds mouth with a hint of fear. Alfred didn't listen though and instead took Arthurs finger into his mouth, swiping his tongue over the wound and collecting the blood. A shiver ran through Arthur at the others actions. When Alfred started to suck on his finger, trying to get more blood Arthur forcefully yanked his finger back and cradled it close to his chest.

Alfreds eyes that had gone closed when he took Arthurs finger in his mouth snapped open and he took a step away from Arthur, mouth agape and Arthur nearly gasped. Alfred was obviously in perfect control right now but there were obvious fangs in his mouth.

"O-oh my god. I'm so sorry Arthur! I-I don't know what I was doing!" Alfred was clearly scared at the moment over what he had done and he looked like he was about to run, his eyes looking for the closest escape. Arthur stopped him though, taking a step towards him and taking hold of his shoulders while taking in a deep breathe.

"Alfred, calm down. I know you didn't mean to do that, we both know it's the spirit and I think we both know what your hungry for now." Arthur stated, trying not to let his eyes slide down to the fangs in Alfreds mouth.

"B-but I just drank your blood Arthur!" Alfred shouted back.

"I know, but...tell me, did it help?" Arthur asked.

Alfred looked taken back for a moment before he hung his head. He'd told Arthur how the craving had felt like it would drive him insane and how it was nearly painful and he'd be lying to himself if he said that Arthurs blood hadn't started to sooth the ache.

Arthur practically read Alfreds mind with his actions and facial expressions. He let out a sigh, "The cravings getting stronger isn't it now? You've had a taste and know exactly what your body currently wants."

Alfred bit his lip, nodded his head slowly. He was ashamed of himself. He was a hero damnit! He wasn't suppose to hunger for Arthurs blood but it had been so very sweet and cool and that little swallow he'd had had felt so nice going down his throat. His body was starting to scream for more now with each passing second and he was starting to shake from it.

Letting out another sigh Arthur took a step away from, hands going up to the top button of his shirt. "Alright than, it can't be helped I suppose."

Alfred glanced up at Arthur confused as to why he was starting to undo his shirt, than realization started to sink in and he shook his head furiously. "No!"

"Alfred you need it. The spirit is in you right now and it's going to mess with you to get what it needs and, unfortunately their going to slowly become your needs until I get rid of the spirit. Now this is my fault so I'm not just going to stand here and watch you tear yourself apart over this. Your in pain and if my blood will make it go away than take my blood." Arthur stated, locking eyes with Alfred, his tone more serious than it had ever been in years. Suddenly he knew as well what the vampires words meant. 'You won't want your dear Alfred to suffer and that will make you handy for me.'

It was true, Arthur wouldn't let Alfred suffer like this and he would give him his blood, consequentially making the vampire stronger and Arthur knew this, but he couldn't bring himself to torment Alfred.

"I don't want to though Arthur" Alfred said, his vocie soft and desperate.

"I know Al, but you need to, I won't get mad or hold it against you or anything, now please" Arthur nearly begged. He wanted to cry, Alfred didn't want to do this but if he didn't he'd be in pain, either way Arthur had to hurt him in a way.

"Alright" Alfred barely whispered, moving over to Arthur who now had his shirt completely undone. He placed on hand on Arthurs shoulder, the other moving his collar away from his neck.

"Just follow what feels right, I promise to stop you when I need to." Arthur stated, turning his head away and closing his eyes. He was nervous. Alfred was a lot stronger than he was and He didn't know if he'd have the strength to shove Alfred off of him if the vampire came out and tried to drain him completely. He hoped it wouldn't come to that, he already had a feeling that if Alfred began to get carried away that the vampire itself would stop him in order to keep a willing food source around.

"Okay." Alfred replied quietly, his breathe tickling the skin of Arthurs neck. Alfred could practically hear the blood flowing just beneath Arthurs pale skin and although the thought of hurting him terrified him the thought of drinking his blood was almost enough to make his mouth water. Slowly and carefully Alfred bit into Arthurs neck, his fangs digging into the skin and causing blood to seep up through the wounds.

Arthur let out a soft gasp as he felt Alfred pierce his skin and then start to swallow small mouth fulls of blood. It was a strange sensation, it didn't hurt and it actually felt somewhat nice. He didn't even notice that his head had slopped to the side, exposing more of his neck to Alfred.

Alfreds hands had slowly found their way up to Arthurs shoulders and had pulled his shirt down slightly, his body pressing closer to smaller one before him as he drank. Arthur almost seemed to be enjoying this to him and, although he was a little nervous still, he continued on. The blood soothing the back of his throat and freezing the ache over with a pleasant feel as his stomach was filled with the crimson fluid.

No matter how much both parties were enjoying this Arthur slowly started to become light headed and knew he had to stop Alfred. He slid his hands up his chest slowly, his movements drunken from the blood loss, until they reached his shoulders were he started to slowly push Alfred away.

Alfred took a few more swallows before releasing Arthurs neck, only to go back and lick at the wounds he had left were some stray droplets of blood were. Arthur actually let a pleasant mewl pass his lips at the treatment as he slowly detached himself from Alfred only to end up leaned against him again as his head was still to cloudy. He was panting softly with his shirt down to his elbows. Alfred licked his lips as he leaned back against the counter, one arm on the counter keeping him steady, the other keeping Arthur steady.

Slowly Arthur's eyes drooped closed and he started to doze off in to sleep. The last thing his mind thinking before he fully entered the realm of dreams being I want more.

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