A/N: Thank you! Thank you to everyone who read and enjoyed the first chapter! It means so much that so many of you enjoyed the first chapter! I'll be fixing some errors I missed after posting chapter 1 (nothing too major) now that I have chapter 2 out, and that's how the process will go as I post this story.
The large mahogany dining table sat alone in the dining hall. Yuuri was sat at the foot of the impractical sized table since he was the only one there. The hooded man stood next to him as he spoke. "Master wants to make sure you're well nourished for your wedding tomorrow." he told Yuuri.
Yuuri's eyes could have popped out of his head after hearing the hooded man. He whipped his head around to look at the hooded man. "M-Marriage!" he hollered. "I'm not getting married!"
"Yes you are." the hooded man answered. "Master requested I find you and bring you here. He saw you when he left the castle to wander around the town and wished to marry you."
Yuuri huffed and looked back forward. "I wish to not marry your master."
"It doesn't matter what you wish for. You have no say in this." the hooded man responded with.
Yuuri felt like he was going to cry again. He was forced out of his normal life to marry a complete stranger. Who were these people anyways? They were crazy!
"Are you ready to eat?" the hooded man asked. Yuuri didn't responded. He looked down at the mahogany dining table.
The hooded man left the dining hall and entered the kitchen. He came back a moment later with a bowl in one hand and a glass in the other. He set them down in front of Yuuri. It was a bowl of miso soup and a glass of red wine. Yuuri quietly thanked the hooded man then took a bite of his soup. It was warm on his tongue, and as much as Yuuri didn't want to admit it, it was the best miso he's ever had.
"Good?" the hooded man asked Yuuri. Yuuri nodded and looked up at the man next to him. He was shocked to see the man had put down his hood, and now stood next to Yuuri was a man with blond hair that went down past his shoulders and eyes that were almost an aquamarine color. He didn't smile, which didn't surprise Yuuri, but the man didn't appear to be very old at all. Yuuri thought he looked like the kid was about 16 or 17 and still belonged in high school.
Yuuri took another bite of the soup and averted his gaze away from the boy. He hadn't realized just how hungry he actually was but he didn't want the soup to run out. Yuuri was scarfing down his dinner like he hadn't eaten in days. The large, empty dining room was silent as the boy watched Yuuri eat.
Just as Yuuri finished off his bowl of miso soup somebody else entered the room. He was a dark-skinned lad with black hair and brown eyes. He waved at the younger boy. "Is this the groom, Yuri?" he asked the boy.
The boy nodded. "It is, Phichit. Do you have his room ready?"
"I wouldn't be down here to retrieve the guy if I hadn't finished preparing it." Phichit replied.
The blond boy picked up Yuuri's dirtied dishes and excused himself. "Phichit will take you up to where you'll be staying at." he told Yuuri then left through the kitchen doors.
"Hey." Phichit smiled at Yuuri. Yuuri gave no expression back. Phichit frowned. "Don't be like that. I'm a friend. I'll be the one to take care of you while you're here. Yuri will serve as a bodyguard to you."
Yuri? Is Phichit talking about the hooded man? Yuuri asked that question to Phichit who nodded.
"Oh, yes. He might seem all tough and scary, but he's a good guy." Phichit told him. "Why do you ask?"
Yuuri shrugged as he responded. "Probably because my name is Yuuri too." he said.
Phichit smiled again and leaned against the table. "Is it really? That could really get confusing after awhile." then he waved a hand dismissively. "But I wouldn't worry about it. Master hardly ever uses our names."
"When do I get to go home?" Yuuri suddenly asked to change the subject because he didn't want to hear about the master.
Phichit chuckled as he answered Yuuri's question. "What do you mean? This is your new home now."
A tear slid down Yuuri's cheek after hearing Phichit's response. He'll never get to see home again?
Once again, Phichit frowned at Yuuri as he helped the crying boy up from his seat and half carried him up to his room on the second floor. He laid Yuuri down on the big king-sized bed then took a seat next to him.
"I'm sorry." he whispered to Yuuri as the man choked on his tears. "I didn't want Master to do this. It was out of all our controls."
"H-He's m-m-mean." Yuuri stuttered out as he pulled his knees up to his chest and hugged them.
"Not mean." Phichit told him. "Just irrational."
Another surge of tears sprang from Yuuri's eyes and he covered his face with the sheets. Phichit stood from the bed. He took one more glance at Yuuri before leaving the crying boy.
Yuuri laid like that for the rest of the night as he cried himself into a slumber. He woke up with Yuri hovering over him. "It's time for breakfast. Master will be joining you down in the dining hall." just when Yuuri thought things couldn't any worse. Less than a day after getting here and now he has to face the person that ripped him from his previous life. "I'll give you ten minutes to change with the clothes we have for you in the wardrobe." Yuri began to turn and leave but Yuuri stopped him.
"I have a lot of questions." he began explaining to the bodyguard that kidnapped him. "But the biggest one on mind right now is wondering who are you guys?"
Yuri took a seat on the bed. Yuuri adjusted himself into a sitting position as Yuri answered his question. "We're a clan of vampires." Yuuri's breath hitched in his throat. "Don't think that you're in any danger, though. Unless you try something against us you are of no harm."
Yuuri's eyebrows scrunched together. He looked his bodyguard up and down. "How old are you? You only look to be about sixteen."
Yuri looked away from the quizzical man as he answered Yuuri's question. "I was bitten by a vampire when I was only fifteen. Master found me laying in my own pool of blood in an alleyway. He sucked up the blood that had drained from my body, sliced open my arm, and dripped my blood back into me. I had to leave my life behind too, and I was just as terrified as you were when I had to join the clan for my own safety. That was almost two-hundred years ago."
"One other question. Who is the master and why do you call him by that?" Yuuri asked as he wondered who he was unwillingly betrothed to.
"That's two questions." Yuri corrected the man with all the questions but continued to answer Yuuri's final questions. "Master was the founder of this clan. There are vampires out in the world who only seek the taste of blood and will kill anything or anyone for food. This clan is to rescue the people who were left to die by these vampires. Master wants to protect the people of our world and stop the others from hurting you.
"You are special to Master. He's been around for over five-hundred years but I've never seen him like this before. While he was out he spotted you and wanted you as a husband."
"I'm no one's property. I don't want to do this." Yuuri protested.
"Fool! You need to shut up! I had no say when I had to kidnap you! If you have a problem with it, you'll have to bring it up to Master!" Yuri shouted at him. "Now, shut up so I can finish answering your questions!" Yuuri nodded to let the young vampire continue, although he didn't like the answer he received.
"Nobody's ever allowed to call Master by his real name. He wished for us to give him that one favor. You might be able to break that rule, however." Yuri shrugged. "I doubt it though, he hates when you call him by his name. He'll probably request that you call him by husband. . . and he'll do the same with you."
After Yuri finished answering his question, Yuuri found that everyone around him in this castle was a friend. Everyone, except for the master. Yuuri was silent as he let everything sink in. The master had good intentions but the wrong way of going about them, and Yuuri didn't think he could ever love someone like him.
Yuri stood. "Now, if we're done with the questions, Master is getting impatient, so I suggest that you get yourself ready so I can escort you down to breakfast." without giving time for Yuuri to respond, Yuri makes his exit.
This was it. Yuuri had no choice but to face the man who forced Yuuri from his home and marry him.