A world apart
Genre: Angst, Humor and Yaoi!
Characters: Yafuri Chao and my own Characters
A/N: I don't own The Black Blood Brothers but if I did it would have been allot longer than 12 episodes with allot nudity and allot more Yafuri Chao.
Summary: Yafuri and his life prior and after the Anime ended, my version.
This fic goes out to my friend, the amazing artists Sylphide2!
Thank you so much for your amazing work and keep the good work up!
Warnings for Violence, Vampirism and Male on Male Sex.
R&R you know the drill and no flames.
The party in the big house continued to the early morning.
It was just minutes before the sunrise that Mael finally decides to go home.
Yafuri had got some blood from a lobby boy.
He was young so the blood was fresh and pure.
He had ditched the body in the sewer line behind the house.
That night he also had to endure dancing several more dances with both Mimiko and Mael.
That had been embarrassing as hell.
But Mael insisted that he would teach him how to move his feet.
So in the middle of the room with all of the people staring at them he had grabbed Yafuri's hands and started to teach him ballroom dancing.
Sure that it had helped but it was still embarrassing.
The next dance he didn't step Mimiko on the toes all the time.
Making their way home Yafuri noticed that Mael was maybe a little drunk.
They had been drinking quiet a lot of cocktails that night.
Was it now?
Was this the chance he had been waiting for?
If he would use his newly boosted vampire powers he could teleport to the boat, get his sword, come back here and chop of Mael's head.
Yafuri pondered the thoughts for a while.
The taxi stopped at their hotel.
After they got out, Neri walked up next to Yafuri and said with a low voice.
"If you are about to do it, now is your best shot."
Her voice was filled with ice and she was dead serious.
Yafuri stopped and looked her in the eyes.
"No."
That's all he said and then walked inside.
As he put his foot over the ledge to Mael's room he was standing there and looking down on him.
"Why didn't you take your chance?"
Yafuri looked a little scared at first but then realized that it hade all been an act from Mael's side.
"Because I don't need to kill you anymore."
With that Mael got down to one knee and hugged the fancy dressed boy hard.
Yafuri's arm hanged loosely at his sides.
"I love you."
The words just slip out.
Mael was frozen in a shock like state.
Yafuri could not help but to blush.
"I love you too." Was all that Mael could reply.
Mimiko was happy for them both.
But Neri that was standing at the far out wall shed a single tear.
For now Yafuri was lost for all eternity.
Just like she was.
The next day went by without much fuss.
It was in the evening when Mael woke up that things became odd.
Mael was standing on the roof balcony of the hotel.
Yafuri had been told that when he got back from the arcade he would go upstairs and meet him there.
The evening was still and quite warm.
It was really turning to spring.
Mael was dressed like always in a stunning outfit.
The suit probably cost more than the rooms in the hotel had.
"I'm happy that you feel the way you feel."
His voice was as clear as always and dead serious.
He turned to face the boy who by now where dressed in his usual yellow jacket outfit.
"That's why I have decided that I should let you free."
Yafuri's eyes grew wide.
"You are still my property, but you are now free to roam and fight wherever and whoever you please."
Yafuri thought about it far a while.
"I will stay." He could almost not believe in his own words.
"But I want to be able to got to land when ever I want, or if I want to stay in a town and catch up with you later, that will be okay too."
Mael just nodded slowly.
Yafuri gave him a long hug and turned to go downstairs.
"Neri has something for you, and I hope that you will be on the boat when we depart on Sunday."
"I will think about it."
With that Yafuri went downstairs to meet Neri.
She was dressed in a big robe made of soft fake fur.
In her hand she held a mobile cell phone and a credit card.
She gave him a hug and kissed him on his forehead.
Mimiko gave him a big hug as well.
And to top it of she pinched his butt as well.
"Come back soon Yaffie."
With that he slowly went out of the large hotel and into the streets.
The night was passing and the sunlight was rising.
Yafuri's thoughts were confused and strange.
He didn't know what he wanted to do.
He wanted to be near Mael and the others.
But he still wanted to kill him.
He wanted to kill that cursed Silver Blade too.
He wanted so many things.
And he could not get any of it.
He went into one of the many parks in town, and sat down on a graffiti covered park bench.
He sipped the cold ice tea he just had bought slowly.
The park was nice and full of people this early in the morning.
The sun was shining warmly on top of his head.
His yellow jacket was hanging loosely over the park bench.
A tall, fat and strange man was sitting to his left.
He was maybe from Japan or China.
He was constantly humming on a strange and odd tune.
Yafuri instantly wanted to kill him.
He smelled like dirt and sweat.
Yafuri decided he should take a walk instead.
All the time he felt like he was being followed.
But each time he turned his head no one was there.
The walk took him to the industrial district.
It was still early in the day when he rounded a scrapping yard.
He thought back at the time he had spent sleeping in that old dirty car, pulling on a cold from hell.
After thinking that Yafuri became very aware of his soundings.
It was quiet.
In a harbor it should be loud and noisy.
Strange.
In the far out corner of the harbor a huge black boathouse were seated.
It was old and Gothic.
The birds on its roof were all silent.
The only noise that were heard, were from the ocean itself.
As he trailed along he hopped over some rope that were laying out spread on the ground.
Suddenly as he made the small jump over the rope it came alive.
Quicker that he could react the rope spun itself around his ankles and up across his legs.
Yafuri could easily tear the rope asunder with his vampire power, but it was everywhere and it was quiet the workout to reach around yourself when you are laying on the ground and as soon as he was freed from the rope he cached a glimpse of a shadow in the corner of his eye.
Then the world turned black as something big and heavy struck him from behind.
When he awoke he was laying on the ground with his arms bended backwards by silver chains.
The fat man who had been in the park where there.
He was holding a sledge with blood stains on it.
That probably what he had used to hit him with.
Yafuri's head burst into a million shards of pain as the headache and pain from the wound in the back of his head was felt.
The room was dank and smelled like old wet wood.
It rocked slowly back and forth, so he was probably on another boat.
The chains cut deep into his burnt flesh.
The fat man took hold of the chains and dragged Yafuri upwards.
"You will meet the boss now!" He said with a fat and flabby voice.
He reeked of sweat and dirt.
He wore a dirty white tank top and somewhat blue jeans and what looked like flip-flop shoes.
"Nice outfit, fatass, who dresses you? The dumpster?"
The fat and now angry Asian man yanked the chain upwards the stairs and Yafuri could only stubble after.
As the reached the top stairs he cached a glimpse of the outside through a dirty grimed window.
He was inside that big old houseboat of Gothic design.
As the fat man pushed the final door open, Yafuri were thrown into an office like room.
Behind a desk sat a young man.
Not handsome or anything like that, but he was clearly a vampire.
Unkempt hair and bad choice of clothing too.
Yafuri stared at the teenager.
"You are probably wondering why you are here?" He said with a squeaky voice.
Yafuri said nothing, he looks like a rat in human shape, he thought.
"You are here because you are a filthy Kowloon, and it would please my master if you would die!"
Yafuri recognized the marking on the wall.
It was the same symbol that Kraal Tyco had had for earrings.
These punks are just pawns? Yafuri though as he scanned the room for anything that could help him.
The young one in the chair looked and smelled really weak but the big guy behind him could probably do some easy magic.
It had probably been him who had used that rope against him.
"And if we kill you then the master would take us in by his side and love us!"
With that Yafuri turned his head and chuckled.
These guy want to be with that old blood? Like he would ever look at the likes of you with love.
And then he found what he had been looking for.
A rusty lead pipe was lying on the floor a small distance from him.
"And after you kill me and turn me into dust, how are you going to prove that it's me who is dead and not just some pile of ash?"
That the dumb fucks hadn't thought about and a wild bickering broke out between the fat guy and the scrawny teen.
With that Yafuri dived to the side and grabbed hold of the pipe.
A quick jump got his hands from behind his back to his front as he jumped into a ball and pulled his tied arms underneath him to his front side.
Activating his vampire powers he was on top of the big guy before they even got a clue of what just hade happened.
Yafuri struck out with the pipe and hit the fat guy between his eyes.
The blow forced the guy backwards and with that Yafuri launched himself for his throat.
He drank deeply of the fat and unhealthy blood, making his opponent to fall back and hitting the floor hard.
Spitting out a great chunk of fat skin and flesh.
He was out for the time being.
The teen was in total shock and pathetic held out a knife in both hands towards Yafuri.
The windows where covered with posters and planks so the guy was probably a night dweller.
A quick feint and Yafuri easily dodge the knife thrust and knocks the teen out with a forceful blow to the back of his head.
Yafuri pulls the keys out of the fat guys pocket and unlocks himself.
It's embarrassing that these low life losers so easily caught him.
Having an unusually cruel idée Yafuri attacks the scrawny teen.
The next day the teen awakes on top of his boat.
His bleed from his head where Yafuri had struck him.
He has a sock in his mouth and duck tape over it so he can't spit it out.
Yafuri is sitting next to him.
He is chained down with the same type of silver chains he had purchased for Yafuri.
Yafuri only smiles and points towards something in the distance.
And then something starts to burn his feet.
The fat man was dead after Yafuri had removed his head with the knife that the other teen hade tried to kill him with.
It had been messy and now most part of Yafuri's arms and clothes were covered in dried up blood.
Yafuri watches as the suns rays burn the teenager to crisp ash.
The teen flaps around in his chains and tries to scream.
Yafuri spits in his face and gives him a quick kick in the groin.
Within moments the pathetic vampire dies in a last flash of flames.
He then kicks the dust of the roof and proceeds into town.
The scars around his wrists are acing and he feels light headed for the over use of his vampire powers without pause.
The boat was set a blaze by him and soon he can hear the sirens of the fire trucks rushing by.
He gathers his thoughts for a while before deciding what to do.
It's Sunday to day and Mael will be leaving soon.
He could return and stay with him for the time being, until they reach another harbor.
He would prefer to go back to Silver Blade so he can kill him although.
Not kill him at first.
No first he would make him feel pain and agony.
A sly plan began to form in Yafuri's head.
With that decided he headed back to Mael's ship.
There we go.
New update will follow soon, don't worry but a BIG fight is coming up, someone will die and more SEX! Stay tuned!