OMG! IT'S OFFICIALLY SUMMER! AAAAAAAAAH! Sorry, as you can see, I'm a bit excited. But before I slip into a really long lecture that will bore you to tears, I'd like that dedicate this chapter to yauksiei cuz she was the first reviewer for this fanfic.

THANKIES!

Ok, I'll start the chapter now. Enjoy!

"Explain. Now," Judai ordered.

"Ok," Johan sighed. "Where should I start?"

"Oh…I dunno…maybe…the beginning?"

The bluenette rolled his eyes. "Ok, beginning it is. Judai, I'm a Hunter."

Judai lifted a brow. "A deer hunter, a bear hunter, what kind of hunter?"

"A Shadow Hunter."

Judai was still lost. "A shadow hunter? That makes no sense. You can't hunt a shadow."

Johan rolled. "I don't hunt shadows. I hunt vampires and werewolves. People call us Shadow Hunters because the ones we hunt hide in shadows. It just makes it easier to say."

"Oh. Ok."

"Ok? That's all you have to say?"

"Well, what do you want me to say? 'Oh my god, that's so cool!'?"

"No, but maybe something a little more emotional than ok."

"Fine, then. OK!" he said theatrically.

"Judai!"

"What?"

"Seriously, what's going through your head right now?"

"Right now I'm thinking, 'Holy shit, he's gonna kill my brother! Start planning his demise!'"

"What? Ok, number one: I'm not gonna kill your brother. Not yet at least."

Judai opened his mouth to argue but he was interrupted.

"And number two: 'Planning my demise'? You can't plan my demise! You're way too innocent!" he laughed.

"Excuse me?"

Johan only laughed harder.

Ok that's it pal, Judai thought. Next time you see me, you'll be met with a bucket of ice cold water running down your face and soaking your clothes. Then when you shrivel up into a prune I'm gonna get a vacuum and suck you all up and I'll never have to see you again. Ha. Can't plan your demise-I'M PLANNING YOUR DEMISE RIGHT NOW, BITCH! BRING IT!

"Ok, ok, I'm done. I'm sorry. Let's continue, shall we?"

"Please."

"Ok. So where was I? Ah, yes, Shadow Hunter. Gotcha."

"Before you continue, can I ask why you hunt vamps and wolves? Do you eat them or something."

"Gross, no! We hunt them to protect you."

"Me?"

"Well, not just you. Humans."

"Ah. Kay, go on."

"Ok, so I was walking around and I heard some noise coming from your house. That's when I found you and took you away because you wouldn't let me kill him."

Judai glared at him.

"Hey, I'm just giving you what you wanted to know."

"Just get on with it."

"Ok. Well, anyway, now that I wasn't allowed to kill him, it's gonna start something…big."

"Define 'big.'"

"Ok, let's backtrack shall we? We're all separated into groups. Vampires, Werewolves, Shadow Hunters and Humans."

"Right."

"And each group has a ruler-well, to make it easier to explain, a president, if you will."

"Ok?"

"My 'president' orders our group to kill Vampires and Werewolves. And since I didn't follow his order, I'll get in trouble. And so will you if he finds out you know about our existence."

"Wait, you'll get in trouble, just because you didn't kill one vampire?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Judai, it's like a game. We're the good guys. Then, a group of people invade our land and start feeding off of our people. Of course, they can't help it because that's just the way they were born. But we still have to kill them but if we don't, we'll die. We need to protect ourselves."

Judai just shook his head.

"Look, I see where you're coming from," the European said trying not to sound pissed. "I think that Vampires should have just the same rights as us. But we need to survive."

"No, I get it. I just…wish it wasn't so complicated."

He scoffed. "Yeah…me too."

It was quiet for a moment.

"What should we do?" Judai asked.

Johan thought for a moment. "Well, we have two choices. One: I could go back or kill your brother. Two: we protest."

"Well, I'm definitely not going through with number one. But isn't number two a little dangerous?"

"Totally and completely."

Judai thought back to early afternoon. He had said that he would do anything for his brother. And he was going to stick to that even if his life depended on it. "I choose number two."

"Figured you would. Now c'mon." He got up and started toward another room.

"Where are we going?" Judai asked as he followed.

"Basement. If we going with choice number two, you've gotta start training."

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Haou looked down at the corpse he had just killed. He promised that he would never kill a human being. Yet he was standing here. Looking down and an innocent red-head.

He sighed and picked her up. He would have to get rid of the body before the cops came. But how? Where?

Haou growled. He hated being clueless. But before he could throw a fit, a low snarl sounded.

He slowly sniffed the air and recognized the scent.

Werewolf, he thought. He whipped around and hissed at the immortal.

Haou was confused when he realized that the wolf wasn't paying attention to him. He was staring at the body in his arms.

Just drop it! he thought. The Werewolf will eat it and it will easier for you!

The brunette retracted his fangs and breathed heavily and slowly. "Is it the girl you want?" he panted.

The wolf barked and stepped into the moonlight. His fur was so black it almost looked purple. And his eyes glowed a red-orange color.

Haou stopped looking over the wolf and slowly put the girl on the ground. Then he backed away. "You can have her."

The wolf slowly approached the girl while eying the vampire as if waiting for him to pull something.

"It's not a trick," he said.

The carnivore lunged at the body and started ripping apart her skin to get to her meat.

Haou was forced to look away thanking every god that he wasn't human. Because if he was, he would've barfed.

When he was finished eating he morphed back into human form. Naked.

Haou widened his eyes. This boy was…huge. But before he could think more things about it, he forced his eyes back to his face.

The boy had a dark shade of teal hair, red-orange eyes. His jaw line was perfect. And then his biceps-good god!

"Please excuse my, um, lack of…cover up," the boy said with a small smile.

Haou cleared his throat and locked his eyes on his face. It took all the strength he had not to look back down. "It's um…it's ok. Would you like to come back to my house and get some clothes?"

"That would be helpful." The boy paused. "Are you sure this isn't a trick?"

"I assure you."

He nodded and turned back to a wolf. Then the two of them raced back to the house.

In seconds, Haou was at the front door with his new wolf friend a couple yards behind. When close enough, he opened the door and allowed him to run in first.

Haou closed the door behind him just as the boy changed into a human again. Then without looking at him, he went to the basement and passed his coffin and into the closet where he kept his clothes. Then he pulled out a t-shirt and jeans.

"Here," he said as he tossed them to the bluenette.

"Thanks." He turned around to leave but then stopped. "By the way, my name's Yohan. But you can call me DJ."

"DJ?" Haou asked. "Why DJ?"

"It's a long story."

"I've got time."

He sighed. "You mind if I change first?"

"Uh, no, I guess not."

He walked away and then called, "Hey, you."

Haou chuckled when he realized he never told him his name. "My name's Haou."

"Well, Haou, do you have something for my um…lower half?"

"I gave you pants."

"I know that. But I prefer not to go commando."

The brunette gaped. Oh my god, is he seriously asking for underwear? What the fuck? Since when did I get this nice anyway?

Maybe, when you saw how huge his dick was, another voice answered.

He sighed. "Yeah, give me a minute." He searched for a clean pair of boxers and when he did, he slowly walked over to where DJ was. He looked straight into his eyes and tossed the piece of clothing.

"Thanks, Haou. And you don't have to be embarrassed."

"Why in the hell would I be embarrassed?" he snapped.

DJ stifled his laughter. "Never mind."

Haou rolled his eyes and started up the steps. "I'll be in the living room if you need me."

"I'll meet you up there in a sec."

Haou sat down on the couch and stared at his cell phone. He wondered if he should try to call and make sure Judai was alright.

He picked up the phone and settle for sending a text message.

Where r u? I just need to know tht ur safe. Txt bak soon, he sent.

DJ climbed up the steps and sat next to Haou.

"Can I ask you why you chose DJ as you nickname?" Haou asked.

"I have a twin brother. Our mother used to think that we were the same kids but I was darker side of him." He chuckled. "So she started calling me DJ because it stands for Dark Johan."

"Is Johan your brother?"

"Yeah."

"Huh. I guess that makes sense."

"Yeah. I've stuck with that name for a while now. Even though I absolutely hate it."

"Then why don't you go by your real name?"

"Because then it's too confusing."

"Well, it's not like he's here now."

"I guess your right."

They sat there and talked. This was very impressive because Haou never talks. He's either snapping at someone or just flat out yelling.

"Wait, so your brother's missing?"

"Yeah. I think a Shadow Hunter took him. Now that I that I think about it," Haou started, "he looked just like you. Was that your brother, Yohan?"

"I think it was."

"Do you think Judai's safe."

"Yeah, he wouldn't do anything to a Human. His kind is trying to protect them."

The brunette sighed. "Yeah, I guess your right. He's probably safer with him than me."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." He cleared his throat. He looked at the bluenette for a while before he asked his next question. "What's it like. To be human, I mean."

"Haou, I'm not human. I'm a Werewolf."

"Yeah, but you can morph into one. Isn't that close enough?"

"I guess it is. You know, except for the body temperature and practically eating a whole turkey by yourself." He chuckled.

Haou smiled.

"It's…it's decent I guess. I like being able to morph into one. 'Cause there aren't a lot of Werewolves. And most of them are such a disgrace, I can't bear to look at them. But the humans…they're really something." Yohan looked up at Haou. "You miss your mortality, don't you?"

"More than you'll ever know."

"Who changed you?"

"A young boy named Arashi. He helped me a lot. If it weren't for him, I probably would've killed half the nation by now."

Yohan nodded. Then he sat up straighter and strained to hear something.

"What?" Haou asked.

"It's my pack. They're calling for me. I have to go." He looked down at him. "Thanks for all your help."

"No problem," Haou answered. "If you need anything else, I'll be here. But, try to only need me at night."

Yohan laughed. "I'll be sure to remember that. I'll see you around." Then he left the house stripping his clothes. Then he changed to a wolf and started barking as he ran.

Haou smiled. I hope I do see him again, he thought. Wait, what? What the hell is wrong with me? I'm supposed to be strong not whipped. Ugh, I need some serious help.

Yep, that's it for now. I hope you enjoyed it! Review plz!