"See? THAT was fun," Kendall retorted as he and James stepped out into the dark night, Kendall wiping his lips. "Warm, FRESH blood straight outta the vein. That's the stuff."

James wiped his knife on his pants before returning it to his back pocket. He and Logan stopped drinking from humans when blood was available to them through retail, but Kendall wanted to do it, so James had to allow him, right? As his maker, it was his job to safely give Kendall that opportunity. They had been roaming around all day, really doing nothing but driving or walking.

"Where to now?" he asked.

"Let's sit somewhere."

They ended up atop a small apartment building, sitting on the edge.

"This is weird- that I'm not scared. I'm usually afraid of heights," Kendall said, looking over the edge. It was only about a 50 foot drop.

"Cause you were a human. Vamps- they're not scared of much, cause there isn't much that can get at em. Like, if you fell right now, you'd break a bone or two, yeah, but they'd heal up in an hour tops," James shrugged.

"When were you changed?" Kendall asked. They were about two hours away from home and Kendall was excited to be spending the day alone with his maker. If they would forever be linked, they should know each other. Since James hadn't left already, he probably never would. Kendall knew nothing about James, and James new nothing about Kendall, despite the importance behind the relationship.

"Random."

"I need to know stuff about you. Like, tell me about you as a human."

"I was changed when I was like twenty-two. I was one of the coupla people around that graduated high school and I chummed around with the wrong crew. I shoulda been a high-class chump, but I fit in better with the garbage. We were loaded, and we lived in Logan's old pad, oddly enough, and I had his old room. There was a huge painting of him on the wall that was too heavy to get down, and I never woulda thought I'd fall in love with that guy. One of him, his brother, his old lady and old man. I shoulda been one of the popular kids, with a nice car and shit, but I didn't like the popular kids. I liked the garbage, cause I could relate to them. Their old men, if they had one, beat them up a bunch and they were nasty people. My old man did that, too. He killed me one time, when I told em I was a homo. Collapsed my lung- I'da been taking a dirt nap now if Logie hadn't changed me."

"That's horrible."

"Well what about your old man?"

"He died when I was a kid," Kendall shrugged. "I don't know much about him."

"Sorry, man," James apologized.

Kendall shrugged dismissively.

"What were you like?" he asked.

"Exactly like I am now," James smirked. "But I coulda been more than I was when I was a human, ya know? I got good grades in school and I was a nice guy, but I hung out with the wrong kids and sorta took the wrong path."

"I did that, too," Kendall said guiltily, staring at his hands. "I hung around the druggies toward the end of high school. Carlos saved me from that- senior year. I stopped being 'Pothead' and started being 'Faggot', but I think it was worth it."

"Love's worth anything, especially if it lasts."

"What about you and Logan? I know that he's your maker, so you'll always love him, but how does he love you so much?" Kendall asked.

"He was gonna up and leave me when he turned me. I told him I liked him and that I wanted him, but he told me he HAD to leave me. But, you know, me being the fox I am, I convinced him to stay. I guess over the period of sixty-some years he fell for me, like, how could you not?" James chuckled.

Kendall thought about this a second. He imagined it would be easy to fall in love with James, especially if James was in love with you. Kendall was absolutely loyal to Carlos, but if he wasn't, he would be all for James. James knew he was sexy and used that. He knew he wasn't so smart, but he was friendly and caring to make up for it. He was sweet and gentle, but a stone-cold protector when he needed to be. He was a guy who anyone could fall in love with.

"What do you see in Logan? I get that he's your maker, but you're complete opposites."

"Well he's from a time when nobody cursed and everyone minded their manners and shit, and I'm from a time when kids smoked and cussed and were barely home and flipped the bird to adults. That's part of it," James laughed. "He's a hardass to you, but I know what buttons to push to get him to be sweet and gentle," James shrugged indifferently. "He's always been the way he is- I think it's just something that folks from his era had is dry personality. It also has to do with what he's been through. He's an old man with a shitload of scars, you know? I think it's good that he found me, cause I know how to get him to loosen up and take a load off, and I've healed a bunch of his wounds."

"Does he know that I'm not trying to steal you from him?"

"Sure, he knows. I know that. I know it by the way you look at Carlos, and I get that you'd never be disloyal to him. Logie- he's just like an animal if you haven't noticed, and he gets protective of me. I'm like his baby, and if you fuck with me, you're getting it. You've experienced that too many times," James chuckled. "But it's the same the other way around. He IS my baby- my Logie. Believe it or not, he's completely against hurting humans, and he doesn't like violence. So when he's in a tight spot, he won't defend himself, so I have to. I guess it has something to do with the fact that he's my maker and I'd do anything for him, too."

"I don't like that whole 'unspoken rule' that creations are forever loyal to their makers," Kendall said.

"I'd never tell you to do something outrageous for the heck of it," James smirked.

"But I know I'd do it if you did."

"Just like I'd stake myself if Logie asked me to, and he'd stake himself if somehow his maker came back from the dead and told him to. It's just the way it is," James shrugged. "So what about YOU? Tell me about Kendall."

"Not much to me, man. I told you about high school. I played hockey since kindergarten, but got kicked off of the team sophomore year for drugs. I got back in senior year, though, when I was clean. My old man died when I was six and my baby sister was just barely born. My mom's a nice lady, I just called her the other day and told her what's up. My baby sister's fifteen. That's about it."

"Well… Why didn't you go to college?" James asked. "Like Carlos."

"My Pop was a vampire hunter, and he was killed by one. So I pretty much knew what I wanted to do with my life. Technically I went to a four-month class for hunting, but that's it."

"Your old man was killed by a vampire?"

"Yeah. It was hard on my mom, but it was a long time ago," Kendall shrugged.

"Carlos didn't like that you hunted, did he?" James asked in realization.

"He knew about my dad, but also what person would be okay with his boyfriend risking his life slaying monsters every day? I'd never let Los do it. He may be a year older than me, but he acts like he's six and has the innocence of a baby," Kendall said.

"He's older than you?" James snorted.

"I'm only twenty-one, he's twenty-two, twenty-three in August."

"I'd never guess."

"Well in human years, what were you and Logan when you were changed?"

"He was twenty-one and I was twenty-two," James said.

"How did you meet?"

"He was in Weston to visit, cause he grew up there and he likes to go see the changes once in a while. That's why we were there when we met you. He saw me on the street, I didn't think shit about it till he came up to me and talked to me-,"

"Was it love at first sight?"

"I think in a way, it was for him. I have the same eyes as his maker, and apparently I look like her."

"You don't think…"

"Maybe he kept me around at first cause I looked like the broad," James interrupted, knowing what question would be asked. "But I know his feeling changed."

"Okay, yeah, finish the story."

"My gang tried to beat him up. This was back when vamps were scarce and hated- like it is now in Weston. They stabbed him, and he scared them away. Me, being the dipshit I am, cornered myself into an alley, and almost died of fear when he came after me," James laughed at himself. "But we talked a little, and I brought him to my house cause I didn't want my gang to tell a hunter about him and get him killed. Cause maybe I thought he was sexy and I liked him. My old man beat me to death that night. Logie, being the sweetie he is, took me to the hospital, but it was too late. I guess he really did care about me even back then, cause he bit me a shitload to change me," James lifted his sleeves to show scars of bite marks up his arm. "He told me later that he was afraid that I would die and he'd never be able to see my smile again. I thought that was sweet."

James looked over at Kendall to see that he was smiling a little at the story.

"So how come you and Carlos don't get married? If you've been together since high school."

"We don't have the money," Kendall shrugged, ashamed.

"That's not the whole reason, is it?"

"Yes it is," Kendall insisted.

"Dude, I'm your MAKER. I won't tell."

Kendall looked over, unsure, to James. James offered his pinky, and Kendall had to laugh a little as they hooked pinkies in a "pinky swear".

"I know he wants a big pretty wedding with his whole family and to be a princess for a night, but there's no way I can give that to him- especially now that I don't have a job," Kendall sighed. "But I'm scared especially now. I don't want to get married and be holding hands, looking 21, with a man who's in his sixties later on. I don't want to be sitting at my husband's deathbed when he's old and broke down and watch him die. I know I could change him, and let him live forever with me… But I don't want this for him. Do you get that, or does it sound dumb?"

"I get it completely. But I think that you're like Logie, and you're gonna end up proposing anyway because Carlos wants it. You're gonna live forever- why not? And Carlos- he won't. So it's your job to make his life the best it can possibly be," James said. "Me and Logie- we're loaded. I'm your maker, I'll give you money for an awesome wedding and a long honeymoon to somewhere far away."

"I couldn't let you do that."

"Why not?"

"I dunno- I was raised to not let people do crazy things for you when you can't return it," Kendall shrugged.

"Carlos is my buddy- it's for him, too. Besides, you have forever to pay me back."

"How do you even have all that money?"

"My mom's will. She hit the bucket a while back and she never took me out of her will, so I got all her money, which is a shitload, cause she owned a makeup business till she died. Logie had his own money when he was a human, plus a bunch in the bank that he didn't know about till a while ago that just kept earning interest for a hundred and some years."

"Damn."

"Yeah. So… You're gonna do it? You're gonna get hitched?"

"I dunno, I'll have to talk to Los about it."

"What? NO! It's gotta be romantic! You gotta be the handsome knight in shining armor-"

"Ha, funny, cause my last name's Knight."

"I didn't catch that. That'll getta few chucks, eh?" James said proudly, shouldering Kendall. "Anyway, you gotta set up a romantic night for him and spell the question out in rose petals on the bed! You gotta take him out to the park and have an airplane spell it out! You gotta wait till he's outta the shower and write it on the mirror! You gotta-,"

"OR I could just talk to him about it."

"That's- what does Logie say?- it's ANTICLIMACTIC," James retorted. "Carlos wants to be swept off his feet and made sweet love to by the man who makes his heart beat a million miles a minute. He wants to be asked that special question and be able to look up and see in your eyes that you're 100 percent positive about your decision. He wants to be able to say yes and you hug him and whirl him in a circle and give him kisses and he knows you're the happiest man alive. He's- he's like me."

Kendall found himself almost drooling over James' words. The way James glowed when he talked about it made Kendall excited for it.

"I never had that. And Logie regrets it, and he makes up for it every single day of our lives," James said quietly, happily. "But YOU- you have to make that special question PERFECT, and still treat him like royalty every day. That man- he's special. You have to take care of him and make sure he knows he's loved."

"That was… Really deep," Kendall said thoughtfully.

"I have my moments," James smirked. "So? Any ideas?"

"I think I'll wing it," Kendall said. "I dunno when or how."

"Well… I guess we should be getting back. Logie's gonna kill me- maybe literally," James laughed, letting up and offering a hand to help Kendall up.

"It's not pleasant," Kendall muttered.

"I know. Believe it or not, he's killed me a few times out of anger," James laughed. "He's got a temper, and he knows I'm just a big punching bag for him. He's broke my bones and killed me and bladed me so many times, I'm used to it. But of course, any time I try to return the favor he won't have it."

"Wow. True love right there," Kendall smirked.

"Damn straight."

See, this is what happens when I write short chapters. I get carried away and end up making a billion chapters. So sorry if this ends up being like 94 chapters. :D No, it won't. But it's gonna be long.