Disclaimer: I don't own Hino-sama's work DAMNIT!
To All Yaoi Haters: You may not want to read this! Because I am a fan girl deep down and it might show!
Warnings: Same as last time.
+This chapter is inspired by my favorite russian pop group "ВиаГра" or in English "Via Gra". Though nowadays I barely listen to them because of my country's Also the song "Yukyuu no Tsuki" by Murata Ken, it's a character song for Kyou Kara Maou, did it to!^^ That is the song that inspired the whole story. And Panic! At the Disco's "Build God, Then we'll Talk". Evanescence was on my chapter title literally means "Moon Predictions" because I have no idea how to show possessive in Romanian.
Lună Prevestire
*Chapter 11*
+Zero+
Zero's breathing picked up. He tried to turn everywhere to see in the almost blinding dark. His face met with white silk with embellished silver moons and roses. The plush-ness he felt were a variety of small blue pillows his head and back were propped upon. His hair was down and he was in different clothes than before. Tracing the stitched pattern of a large cross on his right side and what felt like wings of an angel on the other, he guessed it was silk with how warm it was. Luckily he was wearing some regular dress pants made of light material or he would be burning up by now.
"How did I…?" He breathed to himself calmer this time. He was a full-fledged vampire so he didn't need to be scared of a coffin, right...? Zero started to bang against the top. From what he knew, the coffin was made from lacquered oak. That's the only type of wood used for making coffins really, so why was it that hard to break?
"LET ME OUT!!!" Zero yelled angrily hiding the fear in his voice. He was going to kill Ichijou the next time they met. He was about to jam his elbow into the lid when his coffin tilted to the side.
"Huh?" Zero slid to the side also and the pillows hit him as they went together. Then the coffin suddenly turned up right again. Zero had been on a boat before and the motion caused him to become a little sick. A nauseous burp came up his throat. What was wrong with him? The coffin then lurched up, making him go down, and hit something hard. The top opened and he saw the wall that set him free. His world shifted again and the coffin moved back a few inches. He slowly pushed the pillows away from him and sat up. The place he was in was dark and damp. It smelled of mold and water. He looked around him noticing boxes. His vampire sight took over. He breathed in deeply.
"Takuma." Zero growled. His eyes searched the room to land on a golden looking coffin. He gripped the side of his own coffin only to pull back in pain as nails stuck him. "Ouch!" Zero could see blood droplets on his hand. He brought his mouth to suck up the droplets. While he waited for his hand to heal the room swayed again.
"I must really be on a ship then." He gagged trying to hold back the bile rising in his throat. If someone saw his face they would see it being slightly green. The smell was getting to him, he concluded. Now there was soft skin where he touched his hand instead of cuts. He just stood up instead of climbing out and that caused another bout of sickness. He cautiously stepped over the rim of the wooden box and made sure not to cut himself. Zero glanced back at what had held him captive when he was conscious for 10 minutes. He leaned over and closed the lid. It was a black coffin with a grey Gothic looking cross with blue and silver roses tangling their thorns in between the spaces of it. The thorns spread all the way through the middle of the lid going down under the coffin gripping it like a claw. The edges were a lined with what looked live silver in the dark room. The edges of the top and bottom, together with the silver, were little scythes. ".........." It was quite beautiful he had to admit. He turned toward his left and saw something over the boxes.
Zero stumbled in the dark towards what looked like a coffin a few feet away. As he came closer he saw it was a coffin. It was nailed shut. It was slightly bigger than his own from what he could make out. The edges of it bronze, the coffin itself yellowish gold and highlighted white some places. Zero put his hand to it, tracing the designs. A skeleton with bat wings protruding from its back and holding chains wrapped around its chest linking it to chrysanthemums covering over most of its body. Then chains linked to the end of the cover of the coffin forming a complex X. Zero stopped admiring the thing hiding the vampire he knew to be Takuma. He could do that later after he killed him. Before he could pry open the coffin Zero felt bile rise back up his throat and collapsed to his knees holding his mouth.
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+Takuma+
Takuma had awoken as soon as he heard Zero banging on his own coffin lid. His ears listened to his love interest trying to escape of his confines and his screams. Takuma smiled. There was no way he was getting out of there until they reached Russia. He turned over and tried to snuggle back into the red silk of his coffin when the ship tipped violently. His coffin was trapped between two gunpowder boxes so all he felt was it going back and forth. He heard a loud thump. Then it suddenly went quiet. There was no sound for maybe 4 minutes and then-
Takuma almost banged his head sitting up when he smelt Zero's blood. He barely stopped it by half leaning back on the pillow under his head. He heard no sound again. He couldn't open his coffin without taking time to not destroy the lid. "Zero..." He was worried. His body stiffened when he felt the presence of the pureblood. He held his breath. Zero's anger was rolling off in waves and Takuma became fearful for a second. The mood frequency however, was much more controlled than he had expected. That 'I'm going to kill you' feeling was still there though.
The blond waited for the silver headed vampire to open his coffin. He heard the soft fingertips of that graceful hand trace the carvings of the lid. All of a sudden Takuma could hear Zero hit the floor. He gasped and quickly tried to get out ramming the top with his shoulder. He avoided hitting his head while trying push through the hard wood but when the lid started to jiggle a nail came loose and almost hit him in the chest. "Damn it!" He cursed. He was going to have to do this the long way.....
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+A Stranger named Igorek+
A boy walked down the hallway. His raven hair glistening as the lamp lights hit him from every angle. His eyes were like peridot gems. They glinted a dark color when he stopped. He had paused in front of the cargo hold. He had smelt the sweet smell of blood from his room above in the engineering cabins. The ship was trashing wildly as the rain storm overhead carried out its fury. He had to hold on to the wall most of the way. Over the years he had taught himself to resist human blood until he could feed in quiet but this was no human. The vampire scent wafting through the thick black doors was proof enough. This scent he knew though. It was a scent he hadn't smelt in centuries. It was not the blood a pureblood that caught him but that of the Royal Romanian family.
Igorek was one of the many that escaped the raid. He was just a normal peasant but he met the Prince once when he was dancing with his fiancé. They had been so happy together and the couple had invited the town's people to dance with them, including himself. He even got a chance to twirl with the Prince. Igorek almost broke down crying after feeling the familiar scent burn his nostrils for the few minutes after life times of thinking he was dead. He pushed open the door, coming to a halt when he smelt the blood even stronger...
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+Cargo Hold+
Ichijou cursed as he almost broke off a claw digging the last few nails out. He still had two more before he could get out. He heard Zero coughing and wheezing, the thump from awhile ago still loud in his ears. Zero had seemingly passed out on the outside and was bleeding somewhere. The fragrance of the nectar was heavy in the room and made Takuma's stomach turn back flips. Not only will he probably get killed by Kaname but he might lose his love as well. His coffin moved again along with the ship and he could imagine a few horrible things happening to Zero at the very moment.
Zero on the outside was everything but fine. His body was limp lying on the floor. Before the darkness took him over, in his mind he had felt a burning – a burning so hot that he crumpled to his knees in pain. Sweat ran down his head, stinging his eyes and the moldy smell seemed to get worse. His guts twisted and pulled every which way and he fell to the side and started to twitch. He couldn't control his body. When he moved the pain increased by a margin but he couldn't help the physical reaction. What was happening to him?! First it was the almost throwing up and dizziness, now it was flat out lung crushing. The pain in his abdomen skyrocketed and he coughed up blood. He couldn't breathe; the red liquid was running down the sides of his mouth like a rushing river. Blood drowned his head in a puddle. The projected blood had splattered Takuma's coffin like an eerie star. The insides of his chest were tight and felt like a rib had punctured his heart. Zero tried to scream in pain but nothing came out but blood. Zero went to sleep with tears of blood falling down his beautiful face.
10 minutes later Igorek walked into the Cargo room and saw a body laying face down in the center. He sniffed the air and smelt the blood coming from that way. Igorek frowned. When he came up and saw who it was he screamed for Zero. "NNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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