Disclaimer: Hooray! I don't own Kingdom Hearts! All rights go to Squeenix and Disney.

ckc: yep, Fourth chappie. Alright. Here we go. Yes. I am trying as hard as I can to update fast but it's kinda hard now that I'm in the last quarter of my school year. Yep, it's all going good but I have to keep my grades at a certain level (in other words, all A's) in order for me to get into a certain college. (Go BYU!!) It's all good though. Life goes on. Yes. And so does the fanfic!

Axel: When do I come in and how come I'm not the main character?!

ckc: Um….. I actually do not know when you appear. I haven't gotten that far yet. As for the second part of your question, 'cus Demyx is Squiffie-er….

Axel: okay…. –squiffie-er?-

ckc: Yeah! It's like oowah!

Axel: Right….

ckc: Anyways, enjoy the chappie! It's all coming together now! Or completely falling apart, either one is fine.

OH!! One last note. This is not meant to be a yaoi in any way, shape, or form. I'm sorry to disappoint you yaoi fans… but GuyxGuy just makes me shudder and twitch in the most peculiar of ways….. um…. Yeah.

BloodLust

Craving

Luxord was knocked to the ground with Demyx on top of him, the younger Nobody snarling like a wild animal, anything resembling his old blithe behavior gone.

Xigbar was the first to react. The Freeshooter grabbed Demyx around the middle, throwing him bodily off of the fallen Gambler. The blonde bloodsucker hit the wall but was up in a second. He hissed and was about to pounce again until Xaldin summoned up his six lances and created a wall with them that separated Demyx from the other four Nobodies.

"Xaldin!"

The Freeshooter shouted for the Lancer and then swore at him as Number III ran through a portal. Cursing, he pulled Luxord up and they sprinted off into their own portal.

And that left Zexion alone to deal with Demyx.

"Alright Number IX," The Schemer groaned. "Calm down and we'll all-"

He stopped talking as the Nocturne smiled evilly, ripping two of the lances in front of him out of the floor and snapped them cleanly in half.

"-be fine… ho' crap."

A second later the man was pinned to the wall, unable to move because of the Nobody on top of him. There was predatory gleam in Demyx's eyes that made Zexion go rigid. Nobody's eyes should hold that much hunger.

Without a moment's hesitation the Nocturne sunk his fangs into Zexion's neck, the latter crying out sharply. This was pain he had never experienced before. The Schemer tried to pry the other Nobody off of him but his limbs seemed to have gone numb. Darkness danced on the edge of his mind, coming closer, ever closer-

And suddenly Demyx pulled away. The Nocturne stared at the silver-haired man in disgust, his face growing paler by the second.

"No." The younger Nobody's hand shook as he reached up to touch the line of blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. What had he done?

Zexion struggled to stand up, his vision fuzzy. Neck throbbing painfully he tried to back away from the Nocturne. Needless to say, he failed, blacking out and slumping to the floor heavily.

The Nocturne's mind was in chaos. Part of him was screaming at himself for what he had just done. The other half, however, was reveling in the meal it had just received. Even now he was fighting off the urge to feast on his fallen companion, to finish him off.

"Don't move Demyx!"

He froze, eyes going wide as Xigbar's voice cut through the silence. The Freeshooter was back and his gun was resting against his temple.

"Xaldin, bring Zexion along," the scarred man ordered. Xaldin picked up the Cloaked Schemer, taking him through a new portal.

"Xigbar, I-" Demyx swallowed hastily, trying to suppress his thirst. "I didn't mean to. I just-" He quieted as the Freeshooter pressed the gun against his head even harder. Without another word he followed him into the portal Xaldin had entered and the two Nobodies disappeared into darkness.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to almost kill him!" Demyx said, apologizing profusely. Upon exiting the portal he was forced into a chair and bound hand and foot so that he could barely move. He recognized the room to be Vexen's lab; a place rarely visited by any Nobody.

Luxord, Xigbar, and Xaldin stood guarding the Nocturne. It truly was terrifying to have both a gun and lance pointed point blank at your face. Adding to the suspense was the complete silence of the lab, the only sound of Vexen quietly inspecting Zexion's prone form.

Demyx cleared his throat uncertainly. He really did feel terrible for attacking the Cloaked Schemer like that. He didn't even remember doing it, just his mind going blank and everything being replaced by an undeniable thirst.

"Zexion… is he okay?"

The Chilly Academic came up behind the Nocturne, setting down a clipboard he had been writing on. Strangely, he looked rather pleased.

"He is fine Number IX. In fact, no harm has some to him, besides the loss of some blood," said Vexen. "The venom never touched him."

"Er… venom?"

The Chilly Academic stared at Demyx oddly. "Yes. Your venom didn't reach his bloodstream-"

"What venom?!" Demyx shouted. "I didn't think I was poisonous too!"

Vexen could not believe his ears. Had the neophyte really never heard of… might as well explain.

"Judging from what everyone has told me: the sudden thirst for blood, violent nature, and knack of attacking Nobodies, and the bite mark on your neck," the Academic took a breath. "I have reached a valid conclusion."

He paused another moment as Demyx leaned in to hear better. The Nobodies around him were still, listening to the Chilly Academic raptly.

"You're a vampire."

ckc: Mwahahahaha….. yes. That is chappie four. Hope ya'll like it. I'm sorry it took me so long to put it up! I procrastinate…. Like a lot. Yep. More people will show up in the next chappie. I think.

Please review! They make me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.