Robin pulled the large hall doors open. He left when there was a fair few peolpe on the dance floor and around the bar. Everyone had been in small groups, chatting about whatever that was relevant. The place had definitely livened up since he left. Robin was pretty sure that the hall was filled with every student that had ever attended Stokely Grammar! The place was packed! The dance floor was littered with dozens of drunken people, dancing. Well if you called drunkenly moving your body, slightly out of sync to the music dancing that is. Multiple of the students that were on the sober side of things were sitting around tables in the neighbouring cafeteria, looking through the windowed walls, at the action in the hall.
He quickly scanned the crowd, looking for the blue dress his sister had decided to wear. He spotted a flash of blue in in the corner of his eye, and turned to see his sister. She was in the corner of the room in the company of her friends. 'Great!' He thought to himself. Right now, nothing could be more awkward than approaching his sister and all of her friends, him being alone. The thought of it made him cringe. Pushing the thought away, he propelled himself through the crowd who were watching some random fight that had broken out between two very drunk girls in the middle. He ignored the bustle, and made his way to his desired destination.
Robin arrived by his sister's side and nudged her foot, in attempt to get her attention. He knew it had worked when she turned around swiftly to glare at him. When she realised it was Robin who had nudged her foot, she softened her harsh glare, but it hadn't completely vanished. Recovering from the sudden death stare he'd received from his sister, Robin signaled at her to follow him. She did so, not saying a word to her friends.
"You came back quicker than I thought you would!" Chloe slurred. Robin fought back a snort. He'd never seen his sister in a drunken state before. It was one site to see! Her mascara had run slightly, her dress' sleve had started to slip and her hair was rather messy. Robin came back from staring at the uncharacteristically disheveled Chloe and said "Well duh! I don't want to miss him do I?" rather impatiently. "Okay. Okay! Don't lose your temper Mr. Grumpy!" Chloe joked. "So where is he?" asked Robin. "Oh, I saw him a few minutes ago going off to the bar with a few of the rugby boys." Chloe said casually as ever. "Yeah right" Chuckled Robin. As if Vlad would be around those guys without it being some sort of joke. "Why are you laughing Robin? He's by the bar, I just saw him!" Chloe said in a giddy voice "He waved at me too!" Eugh.. Did his sister have to say that? She was now pointing supposedly at Vlad, urging him to go and talk to his old best mate.
Robin made his way to the bar and ordered a small coke. He wasn't in the mood for any alcohol to infiltrate his system tonight. He'd sat down in the area Chloe had pointed him towards. He had no clue where Vlad was, but he was here somewhere. The bartender gave him his drink, and Robin thanked him in his regular manor.
By now he was surrounded by the rugby boys. They were the ones who had clearly drunk most tonight. Some of them had clearly followed their chilhood dreams of becoming a rugby players, judging by their various builds they possessed, all including quite a bit if muscle. The other half had obviously gone on a drinking streak in college, therefore had lost the majority of their hair, and had a beer belly. They were all wearing something similar, trousers and a shirt. The more muscular bunch of them had unbuttoned their shirts, clearly trying to attract the girls that were attending. One of these particular boys was sitting next to Robin, wearing; a grey shirt that was unbuttoned, a rather long necklace, and a black blazer. He smelt of expensive aftershave. 'Typical' thought Robin. But one thing caught his eye in particular. The guy was wearing a belt with a dragon/bat type buckle. Why would one of them wear something like that? It seemed oddly familiar though. By now he'd clearly noticed that Robin was looking at him, because he turned around to face him.
Vlad had just finished another round of shots with the rugby boys. They'd gone to sit by the bar to mess around. However Vlad could barely stand he was so drunk. He wasn't used to this kind of thing at all. He beckoned the bartender towards him and ordered a water. The man handed a coke to the guy sitting next to him and went to make him a drink. He glanced up at the breather beside him that seemed familiar somehow. His whole persona seemed like one he'd known. His mind was foggy, unable to think straight thanks to the alcohol that had pickled his brain.
He realised the guy had been looking at him with a confused expression. He lifted his head and was in shock to see Robin! Robin looker blankly at him, clearly not recognising him. He whispered "Robin?.." under his non-existence breath "Is that you?!" He looked shocked, then said "And you are?" The hurt must've been visible on his face, because Robin's widened. He then asked "Vlad? Mate, is that really you?!" Vlad just nodded his head. He must've looked depressed constantly when he was younger, because Robin had only recognised him when he looked sad.
Robin really hadn't changed, except for the fact he wasn't wearing a cape. His hair was still long and unkept, his style hadn't changed a bit. He wore a band t-shirt paired with grey jeans. There was the asset of a belt and chains hanging from it, which was new. He had gotten an old blazer from Devil knows where and decided to wear it along with some black DM's. He was still quite thin, and his facial features hadn't changed either. It was Robin! It was really Robin!
It was Vlad! It was really Vlad! Robin couldn't believe it! Vlad looked a whole lot different to what Robin expected him to look like though. Vlad had filled out a lot, which explained why Robin mistook him as a rugby boy. He assumed it had something to do with his powers or vampiric training. He had ink black hair that he had pushed back and to the side but was still slightly spilling onto the side of his face, unlike his thirteen year old self who let it droop down his face had most certainly taken on the Dracula look. His jawline was sharp, along with his cheekbones. His nose was straight, and his mouth was quite full. Robin put this on the fact that there were fangs hidden underneath. However his eyes had changed the least, but at the same time, they'd changed the most. Unlike the rest of Vlad's face, Robin saw the thirteen year old boy he had been friends with in . They were also colder, as if they had seen too much already for someone that age. That could also be the alcohol taking effect on him, but Robin was quite sure he was right.
Robin had been so lost in thought that he didn't listen to Vlad. He'd been rambling about moving because his father won the lottery and wanted a 'fresh start'. He then realised, Vlad probably thought the mind wipe he had placed on him years ago was still in tact. He had to tell him, but Robin was enjoying the drunken Vlad before him making up nonsensical excuses maybe a little too much. As if Count Dracula would want to be a teacher! Eventually, Robin plucked up the courage and told Vlad "You do know I know you're lying, right?" He hadn't been clear about what he was referring to but he could tell that Vlad knew exactly what he was talking about. He watched as Vlad's face drained of what little colour it had left, turning his skin close to translucent. "You remember!?" He blurted out in shock. "Everything." Replied Robin calmly. "Everything," Vlad muttered quietly "you remember everything..."
Can we call that a clif hanger then?!
Just to clear things up in case anyone's confused. When there's a line, it either means I switch the location (like when Robin went down for breakfast earlier in the fic) or I switch character, not in a POV type of way, more following their trail of thought without it being in the first person. I hope that makes sense, because if I was reading this for the first time I'd be hella confused.
I've based Vlad on how Redrachxo portrays him in DIF/Darkness is falling, less on what he looks like in the YD series. DIF is a good read btw but sadly isn't finished. Mabey you'll get why I had this idea for a fic if you do read it as well. It's rated M though so it's up to you, even though I'm probably writing this for people that are older than me..
In the upcoming chapters there will be violence, and possibly a new but technically old character coming into the picture.
As always, Please RR ~ Minty
Guest review answer :)
I got a review in from a guest asking 'what ship is this in'. If you mean ship as in couples type ship then there isn't one, I just thought it'd be funny if Vlad, the kid no one liked and thought was a weirdo came back with the biggest glow-up in existence. Since Ingrid had always been the centre of attention when it came to Stokely, I wanted Vlad to have a taste of that.
If you do want a ship though, I was thinking of doing a follow up to another fic I've read called 'how having an old friend around can change so much' by BrennaThomas. I'd say go check it out so you have a backstory :). I can tell you that there will be shipping in that! (I'm gonna call it Not Quite Soulmates
