Another chapter for my story I hope it's good.

-SawyerSeville19

Alvin and Brittany walked around the motel the next day. "Jeanette thinks there's something off about Simon. She's worried."

Alvin absently rubbed at his neck before lowering his hand and looking at Brittany. "Did she say what she saw that was off about him?"

Brittany shook her head. "Nuh uh. But I think there's something bothering you too."

"What do you mean?" Alvin asked. She folded her arms and gave him a look.

"Alvin why would you have us fly out here if you didn't need help with something? You don't normally like to give up your spotlight that easily unless you really needed to," she said. Alvin sighed and looked away.

He thought about what to say for a long moment and then settled with, "I figured you guys could use some more publicity. I'm not that selfish."

Brittany rolled her eyes. She knew he wouldn't be honest and was upset with him for that. "Fine, Alvin. Whatever." Alvin huffed and folded his arms.

Alvin was busy scolding himself later that morning. He'd just had his chance to tell Brittany what was going on and maybe get some help. But he didn't say a thing! What the hell was his problem? He sighed and lay back on his bed. He wanted Simon to fall for Jeanette. He forced back the "Don't I?" that threatened to enter his mind.

How could he possibly be second-guessing himself so much? It was simple. Simon was his younger brother. He couldn't allow anything between them to happen. He didn't want it to happen! The mere idea that it was even a possibility was crazy in it's own right.

He had to force himself to at least acknowledge how he acted when Simon was around him. He acted kind of like the way Simon acted when he was around Jeanette. Shy. Alvin shuddered at the idea of himself being shy. He blushed in embarrassment.

No, if he had any say in it, this would not go any further than what it's already gotten to. It had to stay at that level if not go back to normal. He just hoped he had the strength to fight back. His strength was going down little by little with every enounter between himself and Simon.

"Did he tell you anything?" Jeanette asked. Brittany shook her head with a sigh.

"No he didn't. But I know he's hiding something," she said.

"Why would Alvin hide whatever could be bothering Simon?" Eleanor asked.

"Beats me. Ellie, why don't you ask Theodore next time you see him?" Brittany suggested. Eleanor nodded with a smile. She always loved talking to Theodore. He was always so sweet.

Alvin was surprised when he and Simon hadn't had any encounters. He had stayed in the room all morning thinking and Simon never even walked through the door. Maybe he was out of the room for the moment, wandering around the motel. Maybe even vampires get tired of being in one area all day. Alvin found he had mixed feelings about not seeing Simon all morning. He got out of bed and left the room. He found Theodore in the living room watching TV.

"Have you seen Simon, Theodore?" Alvin asked casually.

"He went out with Dave to the store. He wanted to get out for a bit," Theodore answered, not taking his eyes off the program he was watching.

Alvin thought about this and went over to the window and looked out at the bright, sunny day. "He's a daywalker..." That was an interesting piece of information. Alvin had never wondered what kind of a vampire Simon was. All he knew was that he was definitely a bloodsucker, and a seductive one as well.

Well at least he didn't have to worry about running into him for a while. He found himself both happy and unhappy about that. He shook his head and sat beside Theodore and watched what was on TV.

He realized he was pretty much bored without Simon there. He felt another blush fill his cheeks and forced his thoughts off of Simon.

Just in time for both of them to return with something for dinner.

Alvin watched Simon go straight to the room and shut the door. He could feel his heartbeat speeding up and forced himself to take a few deep breaths so it would calm down. It didn't help that much. He was surprised Simon didn't even look at him. Part of him was annoyed at the lack of acknowledgement. ...Aw damn...

Simon could hear it from all the way in the room. Someone missed me... He smirked. He changed into his pajamas and was in the process of putting his shirt on when someone came in. Based on the sweet scent of his blood, he knew it was Alvin.

His ears caught his gasp and the increase in his heart rate. He could swear he smelt a spike of desire in him as well. He turned and faced Alvin, leaving his pajama top unbuttoned.

Alvin's eyes widened as he took in the exposed skin of Simon's body. He was pretty well toned for a bookworm who rarely got out much. He blinked and forced his gaze to Simon's face. He could feel himself blushing again, damn that look on his face was...

"You blush quite a bit, Alvin," Simon said with an arched eyebrow and a smirk. Alvin shut the door behind him. "See something you like?"

"...No..." he said and went over to his bed, that Simon met him at and pulled him close instead.

Alvin pushed against Simon's chest, and blushed at the feel of the skin under his hands. It was cold. Simon's skin was cold, he really was a vampire. As if the biting and blood drinking didn't confirm it enough. He wondered why he had never noticed before. Maybe it was because he never touched Simon before. But didn't it count if he touched him? Alvin mentally shook his head. He was thinking too much into this.

He looked into gray eyes and realized Simon hadn't changed. He tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Si...?" Simon smiled and pulled Alvin more firmly against him. This caused the older brother to blush.

"I don't need to feed right now," he explained. Alvin's eyes widened a bit. Then what was he planning to do?

Simon smirked and rested his forehead against Alvin's. Alvin pushed against Simon's chest again, but there wasn't a budge in Simon's hold on him. Simon pulled his face back and looked into Alvin's eyes. When he leaned in towards Alvin's lips, Alvin turned his head away.

This caused a smirk to grace Simon's features. He watched Alvin look towards him a bit and arched an eyebrow. He cupped Alvin's cheek and turned his face back towards his. Alvin watched Simon lean in again and his heartbeat sped up once more.

I actually want to...No, bad Alvin... But his lips look soft and-No! Stop it Alvin! Alvin tried to move his head away but Simon's grip tightened to prevent that from happening, which hurt him so he stopped.

Alvin met Simon's eyes and then his gaze dropped to Simon's lips. He felt himself starting to blush and looked somewhere else. "Alvin," Simon called softly. Alvin looked back at Simon. "Why do you fight it so much?"

"F-fight what?" Alvin asked, leaning back a bit as Simon leaned in.

"I know you want me," Simon said. Alvin shook his head, or did what he could given Simon's grip on his cheek.

"No... I-" The look in Simon's eyes made him stop. He didn't think saying that would be a good thing for himself. "I-I..."

"I know you do, Alvin," Simon said. Alvin blushed hotly. "I know when you blush." He caressed Alvin's cheek. "I can tell when your heart rate goes haywire, both of which happen constantly. And I know you love when I drink your blood."

Alvin refused to believe it. "Simon..."

"Would you rather I just prove it to you?" Alvin blinked and looked away. He felt Simon move his head to the left and something pierced the right side of his neck, in the same spot as always.

Alvin's eyes widened and his breath caught, he clutched at Simon's shirt and forced back a moan. By reflex he pulled Simon closer with his shirt and his eyes closed. Dear God, it feels so good... His eyes snapped open at the thought and he bit his lip to keep a moan from escaping as he felt Simon sucking on his neck, drinking his blood.

Simon retracted his fangs and pulled back, looking at Alvin as he licked his lips and fangs free of blood. Alvin's blood was delicious. "Did that prove enough for you?"

Alvin's knees felt like jelly and he was glad Simon was still holding onto him. "What did you...?"

Simon smiled. "What did I do? Nothing, I just made you realize how much you want me."

Alvin shook his head. "No, I can't. You're my brother, my younger brother. I'm not supposed to... We're not supposed to..."

"You can, Alvin. We can and we will," he said. He leaned in and licked at the bite mark. Alvin gasped. Simon trailed his tongue up Alvin's neck,to his ear and then faced Alvin. Alvin looked appalled. Simon smiled and let him go. "I'll let you come to terms with this." He smiled and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Well, well, well. Simon is so evil lol, just kidding. Well he kinda is. The point is it seems like we're getting somewhere with Alvin now, huh? I love writing Simon as the seductive, dominant one. I'm also trying to maintain Alvin's stubbornness towards his brother's advances. What do you all think? Review for me please. I have the next chapter finished, just waiting a while before publishing it.