An/ I did not create this story, my best friend Aiden did. She asked me to post it for her, because the kid is to lazy to make her own account. Blood, Music and Hate. That's all we need to live in this place, where fear, hate and war should only be. Thanks and happy reading! Eli.

Don't Save Me

(Chapter 5)

"You did what?!" Aiden screamed at Daisuke when he met him back in the human world, next to the same pond at the Sayuri Theatre. Daisuke was sitting with his face down, clearly ashamed. Aiden was standing with his hands into fists, glaring at Daisuke.

"I clearly told you never to do it!"

"I know but…my mom."

"Your mom's dead! DEAD! When are you going to get that through your head?"

"Well maybe if you had never killed her!"

"Alright, calm down. That's what we need to do. Where did the boy go?"

"Roughly west, but from then on I didn't follow."

"We need to go tell the rest of the band, immediately. What we need to do is track him down. Then, we kill him."

"What is he exactly?"

"Evil."

"By this you mean…?" Aiden sat down. He took in a deep breath and began,

"It happened a long time ago. We had never made the choice to start killing people like this. Most likely we would kill animals and drink their blood. I remember it was September 16, 1762 when it happened.

"We had gone into the other world, the one you just came out of. It was known only to vampires because their eyes are special; they can see everything humans miss. Anyways, we had gone to the Black Mansion, currently the graveyard, to find the whole place in ruins. In that time, there were other vampires. They had discovered one of the vampires in critical conditions, Nobou. He had been a mischievous kid since he was born.

Vampires are born when a human is bitten, as you may know. Apparently, someone had 'accidentally' bitten a baby. Many people think, though, that it was no mistake for baby's blood are the richest above all.

"The child grew up to despise vampires. No one ever knew exactly why. He had tried many times already to reveal it to the humans, only to kill them. The poor mortals were attracted to his charm, they had no choice. They followed him and died. They eventually thought it was too risky, so they killed him. Vampires cannot actually die, they are set to eternal rest. They lock his soul in a mortal's body and burn that mortal. Nobou may forever roam the land but will never be able to regain his soul. He can still kill mortals though, which is why he was locked in a cage. No one except a mortal could possibly unlock it. In order to ensure his soul was not given back to him, we must forever give mortal sacrifices to the land, so he must remain there forever. Its not a very detailed explanation but you should get it, nonetheless." Daisuke sat quietly and processed all the information.

"If he is forever attached to the land, what's the harm in letting him out of the cage?"

"Humans can go into that world, they just don't know it."

"What would be so bad if they did?"

"The land eats you alive. All the humans in this world would die. Vampires can live there because they are immortal and could never die, no matter what the condition. Well, only under one condition- love. If there were no humans, there would be no animals, which would mean no blood. That is the only other way we die." Aiden took in a very deep breath after explaining all that and smirked. Daisuke stared at him.

"What?"

"I'm going to tell you why I didn't kill you that day." Daisuke looked at him, confused.

"Why now?"

"Never mind that."

"Ok…well?" Aiden sat down next to Daisuke and leaned in close to him. He perched his lips on Daisuke's warm cheeks and kissed him. The rings of Aiden's snake bites sat on Daisuke's cheek as well, adding a cool touch to Daisuke's now warm face. Then he said, "Because, I love you."

Daisuke felt his whole face go red. He looked at Aiden with both extreme embarrassment and confusion. They sat for the longest time until 3 familiar shapes came out of the darkness. Hitomi, Yutaka, and Takumi were all laughing with tears streaming down their faces. The red on Daisuke's face darkened and his skin was burning up. Aiden clutched Yutaka's arm and pulled him closer. He glared at him with eyes too angry. Yutaka stopped smiling and told the others to stop, but there was still a grin on his face. "Remind me to shoot you all later." Aiden said in a calm voice. Too clam, almost scary.

"Yea, sorry about that. Anyways, we gotta get back to business. What happened with the boy?" Takumi asked.

"Daisuke let him loose. Up until now I haven't heard any human deaths out of the usual or any strange news but I doubt it will take too much longer." Aiden answered.

"What are we going to do about it?"

"We have to track him down. From then on, we'll just make up our plan." This was the first time Aiden had said that. 'Make up a plan'? By this time he should already have it all planned out in his head. He should know every consequence and every ending of all his plans, but not this time.

"About tracking him down, where do we start?" Hitomi asked.

"We don't even have a starting place. We should search around the town and look in newspapers and TV's about any human news. If you see any suspicious deaths, contact me. Here is my phone number Daisuke. Spread out from each other as far as possible. Just don't do anything alone, understood?" Aiden asked. Everyone nodded and Daisuke slipped the piece of paper with his phone number in his pocket. After they had gotten everything clear, they all slipped into different parts of Japan. Daisuke remained in Kyoto for he could not get to another Japanese island as fast as they could. He began his search by going around every store in town and looking at the newspapers.

It was already dark outside and many stores were closed, but then again, many remained open. No one around town knew him but they either kept their questions to themselves, or smiled. It was strange, especially in Japan, to walk into a store, look at the newspaper, and walk right back out. He also looked at all the TV's in every store and checked online for anything.

He walked into the Mameha Electronics Store during a few moments of his search. The place was small and with dim lighting so he could not see much, not even the people. He looked around for a portable TV so he could watch the news. After picking up a random one, he went to the counter to purchase it. "36,700 yen please Daisuke," said the cashier. That was pretty costly but it didn't matter. He paid and returned outside. Wait, what the hell had he just said?! Please Daisuke. That voice! It was the same voice he had heard in the field. He dropped the TV without a care and ran back inside the store. There was no lighting anymore, the power was gone. He felt around in the dark for the light switch. "Don't get lost little Daisuke," said the voice. He tried to ignore it. His hands ran over the wall, but he seemed to be touching something damp…

He finally found the light switch and turned it on. A dim blue light once again filled the room.

Bloody hell.

He turned to look at what he had felt on the wall and what was on his hands. It was red. Red, dark red. Blood red. The walls and floor were hidden under blood and bodies. Everyone who had been in the store only a moment ago was dead. Their body lay propped on the floor with pieces of meat torn off it. Blood was still running and the air turned to fresh metal. Daisuke's hands were stained in red, now drying to a pinkish brown.

He restrained a scream. He stopped his hands from reaching to the phone to call Aiden. No, he was not stopping himself, it was the creature eating away at the meat on the corpses. The boy sat crouched over a man's cold body, he was holding his arm like a chicken wing and tearing it off in exaggerated bites. Blood crept down his chin and colored his mouth, with new blood arriving in short moments. He chewed with his mouth open and you could see the muscles and bones mixing together like fish and crackers. The bones sounded like crushing a rock and Daisuke felt his bones break. The boy smiled in a wicked form, showing all its pointed teeth. His eyes had turned red. He got up and wiped his mouth on his hands, leaving trails behind on both.

With each step that he took toward Daisuke, Daisuke felt his body go numb in fear. The boy circled him with greedy eyes and Daisuke stood still. "I need a new body. One to inhabit. Not to sound gay or anything, but yours seems pretty good." He said it in an almost playful voice.

"I already have a boyfriend." The boy looked at him in disgust.

"Aiden, am I correct?"

"What do you want?"

"Have I not already said it?"

"You can't take my life."

"You can keep your worthless life; I just need the body you posses."

"Kill me, then. I will never hand it over."

"As you wish." The boy's face kept getting closer to Daisuke's until he could feel the boy's cold breath, which smelled of blood. He closed his eyes and never once screamed as his life was taken away.

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Aiden froze. Something wasn't right, he could sense it. He was in the cold upper part of Japan. The mountains were cut into deeply from ice and the sakura trees were all practically dead. But, to the artistic person, it was a very beautiful sight and one to remember the rest of your life.

Like previously stated, Aiden could sense, or see, death. He knew every name and life of the person who was to die that day, and those who weren't. Anytime he sensed someone who wasn't supposed to die killed, he felt a trigger of danger go off in his head. But this time, it was much deeper. This would usually mean a large amount was killed at the same time, but it was yet deeper than that. He came to realize, as he traveled back to Kyoto, what it was.

It wasn't a sense, it was his heart. He felt it fall and, like a mirror, shatter into a million little pieces. He could try to pick them all up and fix them, but some little pieces would still be missing. It was actually, apart from painful, beautiful. But it was the type of beauty that killed people. Have you ever set up a bird feeder? All those beautiful and different birds come to eat, filling your house of color and those songs they always seem to sing. To anyone, it would seem very beautiful. But you gave them water and honey. It tasted too good to them that they kept drinking. Sort of like…alcohol. They couldn't help themselves; it just tasted too good that they couldn't stop. They indulged themselves until they couldn't anymore, and they died. Now they are dead on your sidewalk, right below your window, but you haven't noticed. In a strange way, though, it is still wonderful to see those dead birds by your house.

It was something between an empty hole in your chest and having nothing left to hope for in life. Then, being the person he was, he realized he had died. He had died on the inside because there was nothing there. Ashes. Daisuke had died. It appeared as clearly in his heart as a fingerprint might appear on a blank piece of paper. But you didn't want to recognize that the fingerprint was made in blood.

He stared at the Kyuutesuki theatre before him. That was where he had gotten the message from Adam of Daisuke. That was when Aiden had realized he loved him. He went inside the building and traveled to his room, who was hosting Nightmare tonight, a Japanese rock band. He didn't care and stepped into the room. He had kept a gun in his pocket when going off to search for the child. He shot the maid who was in the room cleaning up. Then he stepped right on her body, making blood gush out, and slumped into his chair.

There was nothing to make him anymore broken, nothing. Music was his life; he could not live without it. But the child was killing people, and it takes people to make music. Soon music would start to fade. Maybe he would have limply remained alive without Daisuke, but still music was more important to him. He felt sick and putrid. He didn't deserve to live. The pain he now held has burning him. If you stay, it won't be long before you're burning on the inside. If you go, you can only hope to make it to the other side. - Three Days Grace.

He didn't really care anymore if he succumbed to hell and suicide or went to heaven, if there existed one. He wanted an escape, needed it. He stared at the gun with those hard and penetrating eyes of his. He glared at as if it had the fault of his being in this situation.

I suppose that the gun felt very insignificant at this point.

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An/ id like to thank those who reviewed. Thank you those who took the time and read it.