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~Alfred~

Alfred was confused, just the other day the world was fairly normal then suddenly he was thrown into a world full of different monsters.

Kiku, the one that had helped save him, had shown him around and explained who was what creature. He even met most of them!

Mathew's boyfriend was in fact a banshee. Francis was a male banshee, able to lull almost anyone to sleep. A German named Ludwig was a 'Frankenstein', while his brother, Gilbert, was cursed to be part of the Hull. Gilbert had in fact insulted the Captain while the Captain was in a bad mood from a hangover, resulting in him being a decorative figure on the hull.

Two Italians by the names of Lovino and Feliciano were ghosts along with a lazy ghost whose name is supposedly Heracles. Seeing them float around freaked Alfred out, so he was in fact in denial of their real identity.

Mathew and Francis shared a room, so the guest room was left to Alfred alone. The room was dark, even from the lantern on the bed side table close to Alfred's knee. The bed itself was stiff and bumpy, but Alfred did not mind. He had slept in worse places.

Sitting there in his room, Alfred was alone with his thoughts. Alfred was twirling a small figure in his hand, a wooden dog. He remembered this morning easily, as that leaving was sad for him and his family.

–Flash- Opening the door, Alfred made his way to the desk in the shop. Sawdust was floating down like snow onto the already littered floor.

"Burt? I'm back." At this another door burst open to reveal the figure that Alfred was so familiar with.

"Alfred? What happened? The horses and wagon showed up but you didn't." Alfred smiled at the news, glad his family would not be troubled by lost horses. "Burt, I'm leaving. I got attacked and a traveler helped me. A nice guy, but soft spoken and a bit of a push over. He took a liking to me and needed help with his travels, so I'm going along. His names Mathew, but he lets me call him Matt."

I was babbling but was telling as much as I could to Burt. Burt deserved to know, he raised me to what I am after all. Burt held his hand up, walked behind the counter for something and then stood in front of me. He shook my hand, his covering mine.

As he slipped something into my hand he spoke. "Your debt, as you call it, has already been paid in full. You have helped with work and made my, our, lives more enjoyable. You are part of our family, don't forget that."

Tears threatened to overflow onto my face, and I nodded in response. I couldn't talk any way. Opening my hand there was a wooden figure on a chain. A dog, I knew what it was. Somehow it seemed to wolf-like to be a proper dog. Like me. –End of flashback-

Somehow Alfred slept like a rock, even as If he fell asleep crying.

Noises wake Alfred, too early for his tastes. As Alfred stood up he braced himself against the rocking of the boat. Alfred walked up to the top, stopping to adjust to the bright light.

Looking about, Alfred spots Kiku staring off into the water. Stepping over to him, a sudden large wave sent Alfred sprawling onto his back.

Laughter rang out from all around; even Kiku was smiling down at him. Alfred grinned "Totally on purpose, I swear."

Kiku chuckled "Sure, sure. You will get your 'sea legs' soon."

"He better, I need him to help the others. Kiku, back to work with you." Arthur was frowning at me. Arthur was a vampire, but he did not look like it. As he talked the sun lit his hair, making it appear more sunny blond than before.

Arthur is cute mad Alfred thinks smiling. "How come you are in the sun? Ain't you supposed to burn up and die or something?"

"Vampires can in fact be in the sun, brat, they just get sun burned easier. Get to work" Arthur was clearly pissed. Alfred just laughs, wondering how he was attracted to a man that called him a brat. Arthur strolls off, anger giving a new swing to his gate.

~Arthur~

Somehow that brat manages to aggravate Arthur more than other people. He back talked, slept late, and was cheeky.

Actually the list is small… who was I trying to fool? Alfred was handsome and honestly I want him in my bed; or across a table, or… Arthur tries to stop thinking about that. No surprise when such thoughts pop up more often.

Arthur was annoyed with the fact he wanted in Alfred's pants, more so than with Alfred himself. Alfred was a sunny person, unlike Arthur and many other vampires Arthur was in contact with.

Something about being depressed with the fact they were chosen to be vampires. Chosen was the wrong word, more like genetically acceptable.

Thinking such thoughts made Arthur run his tongue over his teeth, noticing that his teeth were already getting sharper with the thought of Alfred in bed.

When a vampire has sex he often drinks his partner's blood as well as giving them a taste of venom. Venom that sharpens the partner's senses temporally, like of touch.

Some humans love the sensation so much they become a vampire's slave eagerly. While on thoughts of blood and venom his canine teeth sharpened and grew and Arthur knew his eyes were now a frightening red.

He would need to stop by a prison soon, the easiest way to a decent meal. Who cared if a few murders or rapists disappeared? Arthur chuckled of the thought of people begging for their lives when they themselves did not answer such a plea. Plucking a book from a nearby shelf, Arthur submerges himself in it.

~~~~~~~Time-goes-on~~~~~~

"Captain? I'm supposed to inform you of our current location." Arthur knew the voice that called him from the passages of the large worn book in his hand.

Arthur looks up at Alfred, a scowl on his face. Alfred just smiles in response, handing Arthur a note with the necessary information.

Damn git, when I glare at you you're supposed to be frightened, or at least tremble a little. Arthur stood while accepting the note, walking past Alfred to his desk.

Arthur picked up Alfred's scent easily, his previous thoughts returning. Alfred did not leave but started talking again. "Francis wants to know if you want tea, or food. Ludwig told me to ask you on whether or not you want to stop in any towns or villages. And- Arthur! Your eyes changed color!"

Arthur had not in fact, been able to stop his thoughts; resulting in him with fully grown fangs and red eyes. "Alfred~" Arthur was going to have fun with this. Alfred was clearly uneasy in this situation.

Arthur smiled at him and purred "Just relax; I will take care of you." Saying that Arthur shoves Alfred down on to the bed with his heightened strength, and then quickly moves so Alfred is below him.

"What are you-" Arthur shoves his mouth on Alfred's, forcing his tongue in when Alfred gasps. To Arthur's surprise Alfred kisses back, sucking on Arthur's tongue.

It's not rape if they want it! Arthur shifts his hands to remove clothing, breaking the kiss to grab air and unbutton Alfred's pants. Arthur smirks as he looks at his work, a panting red faced Alfred that had no shirt on.

Leaning in, Arthur starts to suck on Alfred's neck, making Alfred pant more and shiver. Wasting no time, Arthur bites down, forcing venom into the changeling's blood stream.

Alfred tastes good, so good, but there is something weird to the taste.

Arthur tasted something familiar to it. Pulling back in time to see Alfred's pained expression, Arthur knows what it is.

The blood of someone with a vampire gene.

Suddenly Alfred starts to scream.