I normally don't like uploading more than one chapter at a time because I like so many reviews for each chapter but I figured my updates will still be iffy until I get steady internet access. So here's another chapter and I hope you all enjoy it.

-SawyerSeville19

Simon, still traumatized from his experience at the after party, lay on his bed curled deep under his blanket. He hasn't told Alvin or Theodore what happened. Just as soon as he ran past them, they immediately followed suit and he's remained in his bed since then. It hasn't been that long since then but he hasn't left the room.

He sighed and traced the bite marks on his neck. So Drake was a vampire. He wondered if he would become one now or if the bite hadn't been prolonged enough for him to become one. For all he knew it could have just been a little taste and that was it. He would have to wait and see. He shuddered at the idea of becoming a vampire. Drinking blood, not being able to go out during the day.

There was a light tap on the bedroom and a soft voice calling his name as the door was opened. Almost immediately he felt his body pulsate and his breath caught. His body continued pulsating and he felt his heartbeat slowly growing softer until there was no longer one at all. His pupils dilated and he clutched at the sheet he was laying on.

"Simon?" Alvin's voiced sounded far away to him. He felt the blanket being lifted up and lowered so his face was revealed. "Simon?"

Simon clenched his jaw shut as he felt his canine teeth extending by a half inch and thickening slightly as they grew. God it was painful! He heard Alvin's gasp of shock. Simon could feel the tips of his ears shifting and pointing upward.

Alvin backed up a few steps as he watched his younger brother changing before his eyes. What was going on? His eyes zeroed in on the two dots on his brother's neck and another gasp escaped him. Wait... Was he...? Was...? Alvin's thoughts were interrupted by the strangled growl Simon let out, drawing his brother's attention to his face.

Alvin's breath hitched at the eyes looking back at him. They were nearly white, the pupil a medium shade of gray. They were completely hypnotizing and Alvin felt a blush forming on his cheeks.

Finally after what seemed like hours, Simon's body went completely limp and his eyes shut. Alvin blinked as he took a hesitant step towards Simon's bed. It looked like he was asleep. His eyes went to the bite and it was gone. What the hell was going on?

He watched Simon's chest rise and fall and let out a breath of his own. "What just happened?" he wondered aloud. He gave Simon one last look over before leaving the room to find Theodore.

**Two Days Later**

"Alvin," Theodore said as he followed his oldest brother to their room. "Simon seems fine to me. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Theodore, just trust me, alright?" Alvin said as they went into their room. Simon was with Dave working on some paper work. "He's not even wearing his glasses anymore!"

"I noticed, Alvin," Theodore said as he climbed onto his bed. "But I think you may be overreacting about this." Alvin faced Theodore and sighed, running a hand down his face.

"Do I have to paint a picture for you again, Theo?" Alvin asked. Theodore shrugged. "He had fangs, pointed ears, and his eyes were..." Alvin shivered as those eyes ran through his mind, but it wasn't in fear or intimidation. "Theodore, Simon was a vampire!"

"Oh, Alvin," Theodore sighed. Alvin huffed and folded his arms.

He knew Theodore didn't believe him. He had a hard time accepting it after leaving the room after just witnessing it. Since then, everything seemed to go back to normal, except between Alvin and Simon.

Simon's been looking at Alvin just a little bit differently. Alvin shuddered when he replayed the look those gray eyes would give him when they were alone. Every time, he could almost see a smirk starting to form on Simon's face before he looked away and resumed what he was doing.

Alvin never let himself think too much into the looks and always brushed it off.

"Dave said that we were supposed to go out today," Theodore said. Alvin perked up a bit at hearing this news.

"Where are we supposed to go?" he asked. Theodore shrugged.

"He didn't say. He just said he wanted to take us out today for being so well behaved and because we haven't left the motel in a couple of days."

"I still don't see why he won't let us leave," Alvin said. Theodore let out a breath.

"Because he found out about us wandering around Drake's house," Theodore said. Alvin's breath caught as he heard Simon's scream from that night bounce around in his head again.

"Did Simon ever tell you what happened?" he asked Theodore. Theodore shook his head.

"Since he seems ok, I guess he just got scared," Theodore said as he got up from his bed to leave the room.

"He's not ok, Theodore!" Alvin snapped after Theodore's retreating form, the door closing behind him. Alvin sighed and lay back on his bed.

Simon noticed he no longer needed his glasses after he woke up from his nap the day after he had been bitten. In fact, it seemed like all of his senses increased, and being a chipmunk they were already heightened. He could hear things he never could before, like the quickened heart beat of Alvin whenever their eyes locked. He was growing to love the sound more and more.

He could smell things he never imagined, like the blood running through his family's veins, and he found it smelt wonderful.

He could see things like never before, and he knew his sight was better than the average human. His eyes liked to look at Alvin the most though, a sight he would never get tired of. When he first stopped using his glasses his family asked if he broke them or lost them. He said he didn't need them anymore, and used the excuse of getting contacts to make it more believable.

He loved the amazed, disbelieving look on Alvin's face when this subject came up. To which he arched an eyebrow and smirked, causing the normally outspoken other to blush and look away with a huff. He was enjoying this change in himself, as long as he got reactions from Alvin like that more often.

The three brothers sat side by side as they waited for Dave to announce where they were going tonight. "A fancy restaurant?" Theodore asked with excitement and he rubbed his belly.

"As long as I can rest assured none of you will cause any trouble," Dave said, giving Alvin a long look. Alvin scowled and folded his arms.

"I do one thing, and you suddenly can't trust me anymore?" Alvin asked.

"Not as much as I would like to, Alvin," Dave answered. Alvin rolled his eyes and glared at the wall.

"I told you it was a bad idea," Simon whispered, almost seductively, to Alvin as Dave stood and went to get his keys. Alvin forced back a shiver-why was his body responding to Simon like this?- and gave his brother a look.

"Shut up, Simon," he snapped. Simon chuckled and they all stood and followed Dave out of the room when he got his keys.

Yes, Simon indeed liked this change. And he loved the effect he was beginning to have over Alvin.

All four Sevilles sat at a table and were finishing up their meal when someone came up to them. "You're the Chipmunks, right?"

They exchanged looks and were about to say something when Simon spoke up. "Yes, we are." His voice held a seductive pur that was almost natural, if it didn't come from someone like him. The sound made Alvin tremble and he shifted slightly, hoping to brush it off.

Simon's keen ears caught the sound of Alvin's heartbeat speeding up a bit and he smirked.

"Oh my God I can't believe it!" the person exclaimed and fumbled for a pad and pen. "Can I have your autograph?" Alvin was first to accept and scribbled a neat signature onto the pad and handed it to Theodore. "Simon, did you get contacts?"

Simon nodded. "That I did."

"I never noticed how gorgeous your eyes are! I always thought Alvin's were gorgeous but now I think yours are." Simon smiled as he was handed the pad and signed it.

Alvin didn't know what pissed him off more, being out shined by his normally geeky brother, or the compliments he was receiving.

"Thank you for the praise, but Alvin still beats me where looks are concerned by far," Simon said and handed the pad and pen back to their fan. The fan thanked them and left. Alvin looked at Simon in shock.

Did he just call him good looking? Simon saw him looking and gave him a smile with his eyes half lidded. Alvin flushed slightly and continued his meal.

Was Simon...flirting with him?

As they headed back to the motel, Dave was busy complimenting them on their good behavior.

"You act like we can't manage to behave, Dave," Alvin said, still annoyed at being outshined by Simon and Dave's constant nagging on them to behave.

"I know you can, Alvin. I'm just glad the evening went well," Dave said. Alvin shrugged and looked out his window.

"More like glad I didn't do half the things I had planned," he mumbled when he felt a hand cover his. He looked at the hand and at Simon, the owner of the hand.

"Don't be so hard on Dave, he's just more stressed out because we're on tour," Simon said gently. Alvin searched the sparkling gray eyes staring into his blue ones. He had to admit, their fan was right. Simon's eyes were beautiful. Realizing he was staring, Alvin nodded and looked away, pulling his hand from under Simon's.

Simon smiled and looked ahead, already planning on what he wanted to happen next between himself and his older brother.

There it is! Hope you all liked it and please review for me!