A very, very stupid thing happened!!! A stupid thing that made me very, very angry… I LOST ALL of the information that I had on this fanfic and had no rough copy. I had to write this up all from scratch and that is why it had taken longer then expected. I must admit that for a few days I did nothing since I was irritated with my lost data. But now I have the chap so you might as well read it… and also (though I doubt you will)…enjoy.

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Chapter 6: Suspicious Acts

"Yaaay" Wolfram said to himself, in silent glee as soon as he was sure that Yuuri was out of earshot. He was going out, he said in his mind in a sing song voice! It was like an adventure! He thought about the issue if he would have to protect Yuuri in this world but, Yuuri did always say that this world was pretty safe…

Ooh ya YA! Wolfram was pumped! He was going to learn how Yuuri's world was and then maybe, then he would be able to solve this little mystery…the mystery of Yuuri's strange behavior and the way he acted in front of Wolfram.

Wolfram starting fretting about the situation again, did Yuuri like him? Did Yuuri maybe like him- he dared hope, maybe love him more then a 'friend'? Wolfram pouted and ran his fingers through his blonde locks. Why did he have to like Yuuri so much? Yuuri was stupid…

Wolfram thought he was fairly handsome (he was trying to be modest now you see) since many of the people in Shin Mazako (both male and female of course) seemed to…-ahem- like him. At least, that was the message he got when he caught them looking at him like he was a piece of mouth-watering roasted chicken to a starved man and whispering behind his back.

Well if Wolfram was so 'gorgeous '… then why had Yuuri not succumbed to his charms yet? Perhaps he needed to try harder…turn the notch up a bit on his level of charming charm? ...Maybe… Wolfram was once again getting lost in his tumbling thoughts until he dragged his wandering mind back to the time on hand.

"Cloths…" He said and he scanned the room. His eyes spotted the articles of clothing Yuuri had left out for him. He wiggled out of his wet cloths letting them plop onto the floor (ok, only his little teasing shorts) glad to have them off and then quickly dressed himself in dry ones (cloths not teasing little shorts). He found being naked…uncomfortable. It made him feel vulnerable.

Wolfram felt a little embarrassed in the shirt he was now wearing. It was pretty tight and agreeably showed off his slim, alluring figure. He liked the black jeans he wore though…they were pleasant… Wolfram's smooth and agile arms showed themselves as well and he tried to be comfortable with it. If this was how the people here dressed, then he would have to dress like this, though the sleeves were small (Wolfram was used to the long sleeves of his uniform- they were modest).

Hmmm, he started to wonder…how would Yuuri look clad in the tight pretty cloths that the humans of earth dressed in? Wolfram was very curious about this…

Wolfram turned and looked at his reflection in the long mirror. He thought about how different he looked now then he had a few years ago. His eyes were still the blue-green colour that he always got comments on. His curtain of gold hair was a little longer and barely touched his shoulders in soft waves. This, added with his beautiful facial features that held an essence of innocence at most times truly made him look like an exquisite piece of art that touched every soul it saw to some degree. To bad Wolfram didn't realize his own worth and worried about the little things in life, but that was also a thing that added to his simple beauty.

That was something that Yuuri thought.

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Wolfram was now dressed and ready to face the new world. To bad he didn't have his sword. Yuuri said that he would keep that, wonder why…he said it had something to do with a sharp temper and cutting things…hmm… Wolfram walked to the door of the washroom, opened it, and walked out with a light step. He should probably go find Yuuri but, the house was so interesting. He studied every object as if it were fantasy and not real. Wolfram was a little mesmerized by everything around him such as the technological stuff. Wolfram's eyes went to the thing that earthlings call 'the television'. For example: How were all those little people stuffed into that black box in the room? How were they shrunk to such a size and, why were they wearing such little clothing with lots of lace and chains and screaming into a handheld pipe? Were they in pain? Earth was seriously mysterious...

Wolfram had seen some of Anissina's creations but doubted that these were like those, they looked pretty safe and he didn't see anybody manually torturing themselves to make it work. (He looked around him to make sure there was no one hiding behind the furniture.) And he doubted Yuuri's family would keep a life threatening machine at home…

Wolfram took a few more steps to no where in particular until he noticed a jar filled with something red and small pills on a little table.

It made him inquisitive.

Walking to stand beside the table, he picked up the jar and smelled it. It smelled suspiciously of… blood. But why would Yuuri's family have blood in their house, and in a jar on a table? This was very weird… Being a soldier in practice, Wolfram knew the smell of human blood very well. Lifting the jar to his nose he sniffed again. Yup, he confirmed, this was human blood alright but why was it here?

All of a sudden Wolfram heard silent steps and then felt hot breath trial his neck. A shiver went through him and his whole body froze.

"What exactly are you doing?" the voice was like soft velvet.

Uh-oh. Wolfram didn't turn around because he knew that Yuuri would see his red face and perhaps his sentences would become incoherent. Wolfram's heart pounded frantically.

"Nothing..." Wolfram quietly said in a guilty voice.

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Yuuri inhaled Wolfram's scent and at once all his senses came alive. Wolfram was like a drug that just by a sniff, he could get high on. Dangerous stuff, Wolfram was.

Yuuri had just been talking to his mother. She had told him what he already knew.

At one point, he would have to give in to the temptation and the alluring call of Wolfram's blood and take from Wolfram what he needed. His mother had said that Wolfram's blood would be the most nutritious to him and was the most important blood for him, meaning he couldn't possibly live without it. If he delayed to long and did not drink from Wolfram, Yuuri would die a horrible death by starvation and lack of the blood he most needed. Reality was sinking in its jagged fangs and Yuuri knew now he was a vampire with a rising thirst for a particular person's blood.

Yuuri's fingers touched Wolfram's hair and twisted a strand into his fingers. He looked at Wolfram.

Oh how enticing the blond looked, standing there with his straight back to him. The blue shirt was a smart choice along with the black pants that went nicely with his skin and hair. Wolfram was a vision and Yuuri tried to control his exited heart. Wolfram's smell just made him want to grab him and sink in his fangs.

Yuuri took a few steps back.

Taking a deep breath Wolfram turned around and looked into Yuuri's eyes. Wolfram took another breath before he spoke.

"The stuff in the jar…its blood isn't it?"

Yuuri didn't say anything and just thought hazily that Wolfram was going to find out the secret soon. It wouldn't be just his secret for much longer.

Once again his eyes feasted on Wolfram who looked even better when he faced him. That face portrayed the sweetest of looks that contradicted the personality that was beneath that perfect skin. Wolfram was dazzling being with the figure of an angel. Yuuri bit his lower lip.

Wolfram looked delicious.

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Yuuri looked delicious.

Wolfram turned around to face Yuuri and ask his question. Question asked, he finally really looked at Yuuri standing there in front of him.

He now regretted turning around. (Well not really). After seeing Yuuri, his protest to question Yuuri further sort of died out.

Yuuri stood there in front of him in all his black glory. Wolfram thought that it seemed that Yuuri was getting a liking for black for he had started to where it often. He wore fitting ebony black jeans that were the color of his hair. A tight green shirt adorned his slightly muscular chest and he wore a light black shirt on top of it. His hair was combed to soft waves that reached his shoulders. Yuuri looked striking and made Wolfram want to jump on him. With dignity, Wolfram mightily resisted the urge.

Here was Wolfram who was admiring Yuuri while Yuuri admired him. Both were too lost in each other to realize what the other was doing.

Wolfram tried to stop looking at Yuuri.

"Yuuri," Wolfram looked at the jar of thick red liquid on the table, "this is blood right?"

Yuuri looked at Wolfram who wasn't meeting eyes with him. Yuuri didn't want to answer the question though he knew that Wolfram deserved it. Wolfram was after all connected to this situation even though he might not know it.

Wolfram lifted his eyes up to Yuuri once again, asking the question again with his eyes. Yuuri looked back undaunted. He wasn't going to break this illusion just yet. Wolfram realized that Yuuri wasn't going to say anything and he folded his arms pouting and narrowing his striking eyes. Yuuri thought that Wolfram just looked so adorable and practically edible at that moment. Look at him, he was speaking just like the vampire he was.

Yuuri chuckled.

Wolfram heard the laugh and frowned. His face started to flush. "What are you laughing at?" he demanded,

Yuuri smiled. "Nothing really …I just thought that you looked good."

Wolfram surprised by this comment on his appearance did not say a word.

Yuuri turned around, "Come Wolfram." He took a few steps, "Let's go."

Wolfram obediently followed and Yuuri smiled. What Yuuri had said might be considered a little bold for him but Wolfram really deserved it, and much more. Plus it was the honest truth. You couldn't get better then that.

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At Yuuri's comment, Wolfram was happy and drifting into the seventh cloud though he tried not to show it. This was progress! This meant that Yuuri did look at him and notice him. He tried to interpret the situation from different angles and the little dialogue they had between them kept on playing and replaying in his mind. Wolfram stopped when he realized that he was acting exactly like a girl. He was a man and should act like a man. He banished those traitorous girly thoughts from his mind and instead tried to enjoy this day that he had to himself and Yuuri in a manly way.

There were so many things to see. Wolfram followed Yuuri out the door of the house and into the new world. Heh.

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Yuuri took Wolfram with him and watched as Wolfram's eyes widened as he took everything in. Both boys walked down the street. They were quite a pair indeed. Eyes of both genders trailed there bewitching strides and lingered on their faces. Yuuri looked sinfully seductive while Wolfram played the part of a wicked sweetness.

Wolfram didn't seem to notice all the attention he was getting, though Yuuri did. He smiled to himself as some girls stared and gazed at Wolfram with a dreamy look in their eyes. The poor girls Yuuri thought, to bad they didn't know that they didn't have a chance. Wolfram didn't swing that way. Yuuri knew which way he did…Yuuri grinned to him self and then was struck with an interesting idea.

"Hey Wolfram?" Wolfram looked away from the buildings he had been admiring and fixed his inquiring gaze on Yuuri.

"Yes?"

"Have you ever had ice-cream?"

Wolfram made a disgusted face, "Mice-bream? That sounds revolting."

Yuuri laughed at Wolfram's expressional face then grabbed his arm, taking him to an ice-cream store and buying him some ice cream.

Wolfram eyed the cone suspiciously and (with Yuuri coaxing) put it in his mouth. The cold shock went through him and his eyes widened. After he got over the little issue of its coldness, he thoroughly enjoyed the ice cream... and had another one.

Both boys walked the way to their destination, enjoying each others company.

Wolfram almost jumped and clung to Yuuri when a car whizzed past him. Wolfram frantically searched for his sword, patting himself to find the concealed knife he usually kept. Yuuri tried to calm him down, placing his hands on Wolfram's shoulder and explained exactly what a car was. Wolfram with wounded dignity and humiliation said that 'cars' shouldn't go riding around at fast speeds and scaring poor innocent people. It was…just… rude. Yuuri just couldn't help but laugh and Wolfram face became even redder.

"Oh its okay if the car freaked you out."

"Hmph." Wolfram crossed his arms and turned his face to the side.

"Oh come on, don't be mad… look," Yuuri looked up and pointed his thumb ahead, "We're at the museum."

Wolfram unfolded his arms and reluctantly looked to the large building ahead. It was pretty impressive…a building worthy of the many treasures it held within its walls.

Yuuri smiled a dazzling smile at Wolfram and Wolfram thought that two of Yuuri's teeth looked particularly sharp. Maybe the light was playing tricks on his eyes?

Yuuri moved closer to Wolfram until their shoulders touched, "Come Wolfram let me show you the simple wonders of an earthly museum." Yuuri smiled again and Wolfram felt as if he was going to melt right the and there.

Yuuri inhaled Wolfram's scent again and it came stronger to him because of the closeness of their bodies.

They had now reached the museum. Yuuri looked at Wolfram's eyes that were filled with curiosity to what secrets this building held within itself and the prospect of solving them with Yuuri by his side.

Yuuri though, was practicing restraint on himself and trying to ignore Wolfram's ever present scent.

Both boys entered the museum ignorant to the events that would soon follow. The events that were sure to have an impact on their very lives.

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DONE!

I am very frustrated at the moment since I have been typing frantically for hours. But now I am done!!! FINALLY!!!!

This chapter feels empty… and I think it's because I was so discouraged by the loss of my work... I had almost finished the chap before a vicious virus attacked it! Evil Viruses…oh how I hate them… : (

Anyway, if you don't like this chap, then be comforted by the fact that I am dissatisfied as well. At least this chap is longer then usual and that should satisfy a few.

I don't like this chap… in fact it's my least favorite. Do you agree?

Anyway what comes after this is going to be exiting! I would much rather prefer to type that following chaps then this…stuff…

Blah, blah, blah… and I forget to request in the previous chap….Review please because it will give me in encouragement!!

Review…REVIEW…REVIEW!!

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Also, I would like to know what you think will happen next and what you opinion is of the story so far.

Thank you and have a lovely night. –bite-