It seems like forever since I started writing this fic out in a bright red notebook no less but here we are on the long and hopefully long awaited chapter three. Now in the first two chapters we learned how the knight and the undead Lord meet and fell in love now you will get to learn how it ended all those centuries ago. Duo and Quatre are still there and will be in more after this chapter and Kathrine returns and Wufei shows up for a little bit. This chapter has a lot of back story in it so most of your questions about the past should be answered in this chapter if not…just ask in a review thanks so much.

I would like to thank everyone for their kind words since as I see it right now this about the middle. No matter how much my life sucks at times reading your kind words always reminds me that life is not so bad. Sappy I know but still thank you very much for your time and encouragement.

WarNinGs: AU, Supernatural, Angst, Langue, Blood, Death, And all the good stuff from 1-2.

Aishi Say

"How can I not love you? What do I tell my heart? When do I not want you here in my arms? How does one walks away, From all of the memories ? How do I not miss you when you are gone?" From 'How Can I Not Love you' by Joy Enriquez it is such a tragically sad song. I have a InuyashxKagome AMV to it and while the pairing isn't my fave the song is just so perfect for the scenes I kept it. Go on down load it from Anime Music Videos .org and see if it doesn't make you cry?

It took the impatient lord much longer then he would have liked to find the current home of his former lover. The house itself was quite nice with a second story balcony and many large windows perfect for slipping in and out of. Leaping gracefully the lord landed in a crouch on the balcony sniffing as he began walking along it slowly. It did not take nearly as long to find his beloved's room thankfully he only had so much patience everyday and his had been running thin. He fought the urge to open the glass door and enter the room being invited only matter with those of power who warded or could force one out. Fragile glass could do nothing to stop him wood hurt but it too offered but a minor annoyance it was fear that held him beyond the glass. Fear of lost, rejection, pass desires taking over, he was unsure for now just watching him sleep was enough to make him unreasonably happy. Heero blinked jerking back in surprise when Trowa sat up suddenly hand to his throat panting frowning in obvious confusion as his mind calmed itself. The Vampire watched him lay back down hands behind his head he knew exactly what dream had awoken him like that even though it's dreamer could not place it just then.

Heero was perched up in one of his many trees watching the human's camp absently only really paying attention when he caught sight of his lover moving with the easy grace of the feline he so resembled. He stopped next to a raven-haired youth Heero had seen him with before he did not know the human but he did know he was a valued friend so he never minded him. The dark haired youth nodded agreeing with whatever he was being told before turning sword drawn green eyes turned cold as their owner drew his own blade. Heero glanced noting the glint of curved swords in the moonlight and the cry of alert before the camp turned into a battlefield. Indifferent gaze watched blade hit blade or tear through bodies as the humans fought below him he had hoped Trowa would come to him or call him to his tent but these humans were wasting what energy he had left. Growling in annoyance he cursed them watching a small group of them ran off Trowa turning and giving chase clearly just as annoyed as he was and planning on having his vengeance. As it was his lover he was interested in he dropped from his tree and followed them smiling as one by one they were brutal dispatched with the merciless savagery he loved and admire.

Trowa leaned on his hilt panting softly it had been a long day and he did not care if anyone knew he was tired he was human after all. He looked up catching sight blue eyes and he smiled before they turned looking towards the camp lips parted to call out only to frown when he felt a prick on his neck. Reaching back he pulled a dart free glancing around the dark a dagger slipping into his hand before lashing out with his attacker falling with his throat run through. Heero walked up to him from the dark eyes shining in the moonlight as Trowa resealthed his blade, "Beloved you do not look well." Trowa smiled weakly at his concern before slumping against him, "Trowa!"

Trowa tighten his grip on Heero's strong arm as he looked up, "I am glad I got a chance to see you one last time Heero."

"Last time?" Heero asked confused, "What do you mean by that? Beloved?" His expression became more and more fearful as it began to dawn on him.

"Poison," Trowa answered confirming Heero's fear, "I can feel it killing me slowly from inside." He took a breath it would be over soon he could feel it he was not afraid only regretful he would be leaving Heero too soon much too soon. "They have had no luck with blades so…forgive me?"

"Whatever for?" Heero asked he could not think of a single thing Trowa had done to him the required an apology but he would forgive him anything.

"For dying on you like this," Trowa answered resting his head on Heero's shoulder smiling as he was held tightly one last time.

Heero swept Trowa into his arms using his powers to subdue him he did not want him to waste anymore of his fading life talking. He ran far from any humans before laying Trowa down gently taking a limp hand in his, "I will never let you die!" Vow made he struck long snake like fangs digging into the other's wrist drawling poisoned blood. The venom could do nothing to him but he could kill it feeling sure he had taken enough he pulled his fangs free. Trailing his tongue over razor tips he licked the wound mixing bloods allowing it to heal as he gazed down at his lover. Leaning close he kissed him with bloodied lips the human's lips were still but still held all of their warmth. 'Drinking blood is a sin a demon's much worst but beg forgiveness latter.' Lifting his own wrist to his mouth he struck ripping it open a wound which would kill a human was nothing to one who was not. Placing the gaping wound to Trowa's lips he held it there his blood would purge the venom and heal the damage it had already caused. No one but they knew he had been poison so none of them would question his quick recovery starting to feel a bit faint he pulled his wrist away allowing it to heal as he gazed down. His beloved human looked better but still so weak, "Forgive me I had hoped to do this with your permission but I must know if I have given you enough." Apology given even if no one but himself had heard it he leaned forward this time sinking fangs into the other's neck causing a soft moan to be uttered. Heero frowned Trowa had been dying not dead but he had not been aware he was aware enough to response to his bite. 'He be weak but he will recover. Nani?' He blinked when he felt a hand on the back of his head lightly holding his head were it was. 'My blood negates my powers K'so! I do not want you to learn what I am like this.' "mmm Heero?" Trowa whispered softly mostly sure it was Heero's hair he was touching but not entirely.

-I am here. - Heero answered it was good to hear Trowa's voice again even if it was so weak.

"Why am I not dead?" Trowa knew he should be it had hurt to breath before he had slipped away but it did not hurt so much now.

-I cured you now hush you are weak you need to rest. - Heero answered not lying but not wanting to answer just how then even if he might not remember.

"What are you doing to me?" Trowa asked softly he knew it was Heero but he did not know just what it was or why he was doing it.

Heero frowned he did not know his blood would work this fast he did not know what he should do. –I…-

"Don't stop," Trowa ordered cutting him off foggy brain no longer all that concerned with it. Heero blinked at the command his lover's voice was weak but pleased he was not ready to handle all this. 'I must stop I'm not changing him this will kill him otherwise.' "No!" Trowa protested when Heero pulled away blinking up at him bloodied fangs dripping with fresh blood…his blood, "Deceiver!" He cried pushing him way as he sat up despite how weak he still felt he was vaguely amused Heero was too shocked to fight his push.

"Beloved I…" Heero began as soon as shock wore off frowning when Trowa crossed himself lips moving in a prayer he did not know nor did he care to know. "Stop that!" The Vampire snapped grabbing his arms and turning him to face him, "Listen to me please?" Tone was pleading as he begged the other to just listen to his words even if he would not look at him, "Trowa I love you I have never lied to you about that."

"Demon," Trowa accused not even bothering to look at him he just could not even if he wanted to.

"Yes," Heero admitted softly lowering his head he was what he was a monster or a demon there was little difference really.

Trowa narrowed his eyes at him, "Satan sent you to turn me from my God!"

"No one sent me to anything immortal or otherwise," Heero informed him not at all surprised by the accusation demons were sent. "I am a Vampire yes but I do love you with all my heart and soul. To see you gaze upon me with such blind hatred is unbearable."

Trowa blinked glare softening for a heartbeat before the icy returned, "You have no soul demon as for a heart." He paused looking away, "Yours is dead and cold for a foolish moment I longed to heat it with my own but thankfully that moment has past."

Heero glanced down at Trowa's blade reaching out he pulled it free knocking Trowa down before him with a cry of surprise. He looked down at him those gorgeous eyes he had come to love so much looked up at him in fear not of what he was but of him alone and it was more then he could bare. His hatred was complete in saving his life he had lost him anyway and so he fell to his knees before him holding up his blade. "I am a demon and as a servant of your God it is your duty to slay me is it not?" He asked as Trowa got to his feet watching him very carefully, "Beheading works just please be quick about it? Strike me down with all of your hate and regain the favor of you master."

"It is the duty of a priest to exercise demons," Trowa correct taking his blade from Heero and raising it to strike.

"I loved you Trowa," Heero whispered as he sensed the blade coming down blinking when it stopped a cold line on the back of his neck. Looking up into frozen emeralds watching them shatter as the removed sword fell from his hands to the ground, "Trowa?" Trowa took another step back as Heero stood eyes closing as he fell to his side strength granted by the Vampire's blood gone. Heero dashed forward catching him easily kneeling on the ground watching the few tears which had escaped glisten in the light of the moon betraying him. "Was it an act of mercy or vengeance when you stayed your sword beloved?" Retrieving the dropped weapon Heero replaced to it's wielder's side before lifting him from the ground and turned towards his camp. The human's warmth was savored for he knew he would never feel it in any form ever again but at least he still lived on. Sad dead eyes caught sight of the raven-haired youth spouting off orders and knew what he would soon have to do, "Raven hair?"

The dark haired youth turned at the call dark eyes growing wide as he ran up to his blood splattered friend, "God! Is he?"

Heero shook his head as the other looked to his friend clearly fearing the worst, "No he lives he is only exhausted. Here."

The other took Trowa from him gently before frowning at him, "Who?"

"I am no one really but if he asks you tell him Hiro says goodbye," Heero answered softly pulling stray bangs from his face once last time.

Dark ponytail bobbed with a nod, "I will do this for you stranger you have my word."

"Thank you…raven hair?" Heero asked not quite ready to leave forever just yet.

"Yes?" The other questioned not offering his name nor seeming to care much what Heero called him.

"God…he forgives does he not?" Heero wanted to be assured what damage he had caused could be undone.

"You need but to ask my friend," The dark haired youth assured him not asking and for that Heero was thankful.

Heero nodded he had to go now before he had to explain himself to anyone, "Thank you and may your God watch over you."

A smile was given with a nod accepting the thanks, "And to you as well Hiro" Heero gave Trowa one last long look before turning and heading into the darkness knowing he was safe in the human's care. He was unsure why he had given out his true name Heero was just how his sire Odin Lowe had pronounced Hiro and so he had become accustomed to using it instead. It was one of many things he had planned to tell his beloved knight over time and now time without natural end was all he had. In a heart beat he would trade all his remaining centuries for just one more moment with Trowa before the tender look of love had become the dead glare of hate. He ran tears flooding past tightly closed lids his reason for being wanted him gone from this Earth and he wished he could just die and stay dead this time just to grant him one last wish.

Trowa sighed softly as he closed his eyes his dream was fuzzy but he could remember soft lips very well which made enough sense to him to not question. What confused him was the lingering feeling of something under his skin which had felt very good of all things. 'I'm losing it nothing feels good under the skin.' A faint choked sob like sound drew his gaze around the room which was of course empty, "Kathy?" He called wondering if she might be out in the hall for some reason or another but there was no answer. 'Ok that's it I need some air.' Walking quickly he moved into the pleasant chill of the early summer night and leaned against the cool glass of his door. Slumping with a sigh he closed his eyes, "Why now?" Heero blinked from his perch on the slanted roof above unsure what to do. "Jesus fuck I'm losing my mind and I'm not even twenty yet Kathy's gonna flip," Trowa sighed folding his arms on the railing staring out into the sky. Heero watched him his white button down and lose hair swaying with the breeze he had been wearing white that night and the memory made him swallow. 'I wish I could comfort you beloved but…oh Kami this is utter torment!'

Trowa placed a hand to his neck the faintest ghost of his dream remained, "The kiss of death…" Heero opened his eyes Trowa's clear young voice catching his attention from his self-pity curiously leaning out of the shadows. "Is that what I felt? Why though?" Trowa sighed again rubbing his neck absently, "I didn't hate it whatever it was. Sorry Mom it seems your little boy really is crazy serves me right I guess only some one sick in the head can kill as I do scum of the Earth of not. Don't worry about me though I'll tell Dad Hi for you." Heero frowned at the mockingly amused tone feeling rather disturbed by it. 'He speaks to his dead mother about madness and damnation as if it were but a joke cynical indeed. Is this how your God has chosen to punish you to torment you each new life? How many times have you graced this world before I finally found you once more? Will you gentle smile twist into a snarl of contempt is that my punishment? To love and lose you again and again until I take my own life just to end this pain? At least I can burn with you my love.' –Beloved?-

Trowa jerked turning to look over his shoulder there was no one there but he had just heard? "Beloved," He repeated to himself looking up to the moon, "Why dose that word make me feel so empty inside?" Rubbing his arms he shook his head slamming his fists down on smooth metal frustrated, "Why am I alive anyway? Tell me Mother is this all just some cruel joke?" Frustration built into rage shifting again as he buried his face on his folded arms, "Why couldn't I just die with you? Why die I have to come back other then Kathy what holds me here?" Eyes turned back to the heavens the dark blue sky made him think of someone new, "Heero, Aw Hell he's just as fucked up as I am." Trowa muttered turning his back to the sky half sitting on the railing arms crossed. "That's why we are drawn together I can live with that. Night mom I have to try and get some sleep your son has to play Death tomorrow for all the good it does." Closed eyes looked up fingers curled around railing, "My whole existence has been a mistake anyway so what does it matter all I can do is kill?"

-No.- Heero told him firmly claws digging into the roof to keep himself from dropping down and taking Trowa in his arms. He wanted to just hold him and make him forget all this pain that was plaguing him this night but there was no way to do that without adding to it. –Save.-

"Save?" Trowa asked not the least bit concerned if the voice was real or just in his head. "Save the innocent? I was innocent and no one saved me!"

Heero bit his lip so much pain none of it his fault but it still tore at his heart making it harder and harder to just stay were he was. – Forgotten.-

Trowa looked up confused the voice sounded so familiar but that was impossible, "Forgotten what?"

-Knight of God.- Heero answered looking down thankful for the clouds he did not wish to be seen just then.

"Knight?" Trowa scoffed before shrugging, "Why not Middi called me and angle and they are knights I guess well the flaming sword kind anyway. Still I don't think I'd make a very good knight I hate metal helmets."

Heero smiled he had only seen Trowa wearing a helmet the first time he had meet him oh so long ago. –Perhaps.-

Trowa chuckled at that feeling mentally drained but better, "Good night Mr. Voice." He figured if you had to have a little voice in your head you might as well be nice to it before it drove you mad.

-Good night.- Heero relaxed as Trowa shook his head walking back into his room he had not been seen and his disguised voice had not hurt as he feared it might. Staring up into the moon he smiled he now knew a little more about his love and while none of it was good it helped him to understand. Soon he hoped he would be able to make it all go away all this pain and hate and this time not cause more to take it's place.

"Brother dear still in bed I see," Kathrine teased walking into the room shaking her head at her brother hands on her hips. "What the matter trouble sleeping again?"

"Hun?" Trowa asked turning his head with a yawn eyes half closed not really awake.

"Trowa honestly it's almost noon," Kathrine chided she was never surprised when teachers had asked if he was lazy his sleeping habits were insane.

"Fuck!" Trowa cursed sitting up he had not meant to sleep that long but that's why the saying shit happens was invented.

"Good morning to you to," Kathrine muttered she never knew anyone who could wake up faster then her little brother.

"Sorry, morning Kathy," Trowa said over his shoulder not bothering to pause or turn.

Kathrine smiled use to her little brother he always seemed to be super busy or he had nothing to do now that school was not akin up any of his time. "And just why are we in a hurry today?"

"I have someone to kill before meeting Heero," Trowa answered simply.

"Heero? Oh right him," Kathrine smiled a bit, "So why are you two meeting nothing bad I hope?"

Trowa shook his head his sister had a strange sense of right a wrong sometimes not that his paralleled society on a whole, "He asked."

Kathrine's smile changed to a grin, "You like him don't you?"

"Of course I do," Trowa frowned he did not meet with people he hated unless he planed on killing them.

Kathrine shook her head, "No brother dear I think you might be falling for the guy." She was not sure how she felt about that killing was a sin and her brother did that all the time bad people jails were full of but still illegal.

"I love you no one else," Trowa reminded her firmly he did not need anyone else complicating his life now or ever.

"Trowa you can only keep the world at arms length for so long sooner or latter baring your fangs won't work." Kathrine had seen him actually do that a few times most people looked foolish baring their teeth but not her brother.

"Sorry but I don't have the time to argue right now Ok?" Trowa asked they had spoken similarly before and he did not have hours to kill indulging her.

"Fine we'll argue whenever you get home as long as you aren't half dead," Kathrine agreed sometimes she wondered about the health of their relationship.

"Thanks, bye," Trowa gave her a quick smile before walking out the door. Kathrine sighed knowing he would be gone in less then half and hour and be gone half the day at least. Ever since their mother had been murdered he had become so cold and unforgiving towards the world killing those who reminded him of her killer. Her father had not even tried to stop Trowa and she was only his half sister she had not be able to stop him but she had tried. Her brother had almost died with his mother and would not be swayed defeated Kathrine dedicated herself to keeping the gentle, playful, and loving side of her borther alive and she had been mostly successful his humor had darken to a more cynical nature but that was only natural. ' Hope it is love you need someone to heal you in ways I just can't.'

Heero followed the scent of fresh blood and was not surprised to find Trowa standing over his latest victim dark eyes cold and hateful. He swallowed remembering a similar glare turned on him bring pain not fear his own dark eyes closed as he tired to banish the memory. The Vampire blinked when Trowa took a slow step back stopping almost against him surprised by the action. "Hey," Trowa greeted turning his head slightly from the corpse to Heero.

Heero forced the visions from last night from his mind the human's tone was off, "Trowa are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Trowa answered he did not sound all that convincing but he did not feel up to masking anything.

"Are you?" Heero asked voice gentle he knew last night he was far from fine but he was unsure how long he could bury his pain away and forget about it.

Trowa sighed softly he had not known Heero long but he felt he could trust him, " I heard some weird voice last night."

"Oh," Heero looked away he had hoped that his interference would not cause harm but it seemed it had.

Trowa frowned at the oh it sounded almost hurt, "It sounded so sad and it called me beloved of all things. I've never had a beloved I'm alone by choice," He had always thought voiced were supposed to make sense at least to the one hearing them now he wasn't so sure.

Heero hesitated for a moment before placing his hands on Trowa's arms pleased when tone muscle did not even tense in surprise, "Why?"

Trowa shrugged, "I never was very sociable besides hey I'm a sociopath lets be friends really doesn't go over too well."

"You are not crazy," Heero informed him tightening his grip slightly depressed, wounded, forsaken maybe but not insane.

"Um hello I kill people and enjoy it is this sane now?" Trowa asked glancing down at Heero's hand he seemed upset about something.

"People hardly," Heero scoffed before hugging him unsure how his sudden action would be taken but he just had to do it. 'Why must we start over? Can I win your heart again? Can you feel you still own mine? Kami I have missed your warmth in my arms!' Trowa blinked he was not use to sudden hugs but he relaxed and just leaned back allowing Heero to hold him confused it felt almost familiar. "Feel no quilt for smiting the wicked," Heero whispered wanting to make all the guilt go away.

"I don't it's just vigilante killers have bad reps," Trowa answered turning his head to glance at him, "Why are you doing this?"

"Should I release you?" Heero asked meeting his gaze not answering him he had not sensed any discomfort but if he was asked he would let him go.

"No I was just curious," Trowa answered, "How did that other guy die?"

Heero blinked at the sudden question, "In my arms please I…" He pleaded trailing off cheek resting on Trowa's shoulder he did not want to remember that at all he was afraid to.

"It's alright I won't ask again," Trowa promised looking away he knew how it felt to lose someone and lose a part of yourself them nothing hurt worst then that.

"Thank you," Heero whispered relived someday he would have to tell him but not yet.

"Yeah well I hate that look in your eyes," Trowa admitted not feeling he dissevered any thanks.

Heero raised his head confused, "What look?"

Trowa closed his eyes, "The look that says I lost my reason for being." Heero blinked throat clenching with his heart. 'That is how I felt…Trowa?' "You know that voice made me think of you weird huh? I guess it's because you just have this air of sadness around you." Trowa pulled away as he turned looking away, "Sorry."

Heero shook his head, "Did it scare you Trowa?"

"No," Trowa answered looking up, "It sounded familiar like something from a dream but I can't remember hearing it before."

Heero nodded that made sense humans often relived their pasts in dreams or so he had been told, "So you liked it?"

Trowa frowned in thought, "It was…comforting somehow. I can't say why but it was so yeah I guess so."

Heero smiled for a moment he had often spoken to his beloved as he dozed so he could not see his lips were unmoving. The fact that some part of him remembered the sound of his voice made him want to cry in joy of the memory and pain of the forgotten. 'Oh Trowa.' He blinked when Trowa took his chin and gently turned his head to face him, "Trowa?"

"Sh…" Trowa ordered softly not moving his hand. Heero obediently held silent and still as he eyes were searched for something before a soft sigh passed threw he wished to taste once more. "You ever get dejei view?" Trowa asked unaware of the Vampire's train of thought.

"Yes," Heero answered he also had trouble keeping the past and the present separate but that was not the point.

Trowa frowned, "I never really did before but with you…I'd swear sometimes I know you…knew you, whatever."

"We are very much alike you and I," Heero reminded him trying very hard to fight the urge to rub his cheek against Trowa's palm.

"Yeah I guess that could be it," Trowa agreed looking away it was just so confusing.

Heero frowned suddenly afraid. 'Please don't let go?' "Does it upset you the not knowing?"

"Confuses really," Trowa answered thinking for a moment he was not upset though he figured he should be.

"Would you like to know me?" Heero asked he wanted more then anything for a yes a yes was a start a no would crush him.

Trowa blinked he had never heard it phrased quite like that before, "Would I…yeah I would."

Heero felt his heart skip a beat when Trowa smiled that familiar smile that had always reflected the gentleness in those loving eyes had been enough to make him promise him anything. "Oh Trowa," The darker brunette whispered wrapping his arms around him once more face buried in his black clad chest longing for the familiar feeling of Trowa's arms around him.

Trowa blinked startled by Heero's reaction he had been expecting something happier he did not understand what was going on at all. 'Oh Trowa…why are you so sad what did I do?' He held Heero back not sure what else to do if there was anything he could do. Heero tightened his grip a bit as he smiled slightly his warmth was the same. 'Oh how I have missed you my beloved human.' "Hey what's wrong huh? Come on no one ever oh Trowa's me without it being bad," Trowa frowned trying to think of what he might have done but could not come up with a thing.

"It's not bad I'm happy," Heero assured him looking up he had not meant to worry or upset him.

"Ah huh dude you look like you're about to cry," Trowa informed him he was not use to making people cry without breaking a bone or two first.

Heero blinked up at him, "I am happy you wish to befriend me nothing more." Green eyes looked down at him doubtful but he nodded not prying. "Tell me something?"

"Sure what?" Trowa asked glad he had not done anything to upset Heero he looked sad enough most of the time.

"Do you believe being gay is a sin?" Heero was not sure how he would take the question let alone being asked with his arms still around him.

"Um…I kill and steal so I'm kindda fucked already right?" Trowa smirked amused by Heero's confused expression, "If true love is pure and pure is good then how it can be a sin I will never understand."

"But God says…" Heero started in protest ture views on such things had changed but to change so much.

"God says it's alright to keep slaves and female prisoners of war as trophies until you get bored of her it's a tad outdated," Trowa answered sometimes he wondered about God. "Besides God's blown us all off for the most part he never yells us anymore saying stop that." Heero blinked in the past God had been something worth dying for now he was more of a joke. 'His mother?' Trowa frowned at him, "Why do you?"

"No I am Japanese and Shinto not Christian. My last name is Yui," Heero answered different cultures and different religions breed different views on what was sinful.

"Yui huh? Barton," Trowa liked the sound of the name it was easy to say which helped.

"But your sister?" Heero asked remembering she was Bloom not Barton and he doubted she was married.

"Different fathers she kept our mother's name I took my father's," Trowa answered after her death his sister had taken the name he did not feel right doing so.

"I see," Heero could guess why he did not use his mother's name he doubted she would approve of his actions. 'Did she exist in the past as well?'

"Heero why did you ask?" Trowa did not want to sound demanding but he knew he had asked for a reason.

"I hate bigots is all I did not mean to offend you if I did so," Heero assured he did not look offend.

Trowa shrugged, "It's cool," it was a fair question really he was not so easily offended.

Heero smiled while he did not how the word cool came into use he did know what it meant, "Do you?"

Trowa nodded, "I'm indifferent to most little groups but yeah." Heero moaned softly when Trowa absently stroked his hair not even caring if he realized he was doing it or not. "Kathy hates cultist they make her nervous aw Hell I hate the fucks too all zombie like they all need shot in the head."

"Mmm…alright," Heero murmured dreamily even annoyed it was good to hear the other's voice again.

Trowa blinked hand stopping he was not used to be moaned at he looked down and smiled, "Tried?"

"Yes," Heero answered smiling as his hair was stoked once more it felt even better now and his fingers curled into dark cloth.

"Then you should sit down," Trowa informed him it felt strange being held but he was getting use to it.

"I will be fine just hold me a little longer?" Heero knew the human was right but he could not bare to part just yet he wanted to stay in his arms forever.

Trowa sighed softly shaking his head giving up, "Sure Heero no problem just don't go and die on me alright?"

"I won't," Heero promised knowing he was weak sunlight, lack of sleep and food as well as contentment were draining him every breath his felt weaker. 'I will fall soon then what will you do I wonder? Kami I cannot sleep I do not wish to simply dream of him I want to be with him now!' The weaken Vampire Lord blinked when a simple motion swept him into strong arms holding him protectively close, "Trowa?" Dark eyes looked up he had not expected this not that he thought Trowa would simply allow him to fall at his feet.

Trowa smiled down at him not surprised Heero was, "Shh…I've got you."

Heero laid his head on Trowa's shoulder he was to be protected, "Mmm…you're so warm."

Trowa chuckled at that, "I would hope so I am alive after all."

Heero smiled snuggling against him right hand gently clenching dark cloth, "You smell nice to."

Trowa blinked, "O-K good to know. So where is home?" Heero had never mentioned living or staying in town but he had to be sleeping somewhere at nights.

"Too far," Heero moaned it was too far and he was not about to trust his people to be nice while he slept those not human were dangerous to humans.

"Hm? Alright then," Trowa said more to himself then to Heero making up his mind as Heero allowed himself to drift surrounding of Trowa's arms.

Heero rode his white steed threw the roaring battlefield unconcerned if he was to die then he would die. He reached out plucking one of the 'enemy' from the ground fangs sinking in feeding for a moment before throwing his body away. 'You hurt him…you all hurt him!' With a roar began racking his claws on them still mounted he hated them they wanted to kill his beloved. Dark eyes looked up from his mauling watching a spear coming towards him and he closed his eyes remaining still. 'I cannot do this anymore.' Closed eyes blinked when the war cry became a cry of upset surprise followed by hot blood splattering him. 'What?' Heero opened his eyes and froze gasping Trowa was there before him spear threw his chest the raven-haired youth screaming behind him. A clawed hand lashed out severing the staff catching Trowa as he slumped, "No Trowa! Why? Kami why did you do it?" Heero demanded as he fled the still screaming youth and the rest of the humans. "Why beloved?" The darker brunette asked as he slowed he did not understand why he had done such a thing.

Trowa coughed before leaning against him again, "I love you too."

Heero dismounted not even caring where he was Trowa in his arms as he knelt to the ground, "No." He shook his head watching blood seep around the wood each drop which dripped to the ground sealed his fate. "If you did you would have let him kill me as he wished."

"Why?" Trowa asked confused he did not understand how he was suppose to just stand there and watch Heero be killed.

"Life without you…" Heero trailed off sniffing, "Oh Kami no," it was a whispered plea rather then a scream this time.

Trowa frowned, "Can't you just change me as you were?"

Heero shook his head it meant a lot he was willing to live as he was but there was nothing he could do but watch him die in his arms. "I cannot the wood is too close to your heart it is poisons to us. No power I have can save you no matter how I wish other wise you will die."

Trowa closed his eyes wincing this time he was going to die and there was nothing Heero could do, "Kiss me then?"

"Trowa?" Heero asked surprised by the request he had not thought he could anything but sorrow just then.

Trowa reach up and touched his cheek, "Please? I am so sorry Heero I was a fool and now you have to pay for it with me. Forgive me?"

Heero clung to him feeling his blood soak into his clothing, "I forgive you my love." He kissed him gently before deepening it he could taste his lover's sweet blood in his mouth and throat. -I will find you again and next time we will be happy. I swear to both our gods!- He swore pulling away he would not stop searching until he had found him again he had forever to suffer the loneliness.

"Next time I will not be as foolish," Trowa promised smiling a bit he hoped he would remember his promise.

Heero caressed his cheek, "I will be truly dead until I can touch you once more."

Trowa turned his head kissing Heero's palm, "I will try to come back soon." Wincing in pain he hoped he could return soon as well, "This really hurts."

Heero smiled he would miss his sometimes dark humor, "Forgive me as well I too was foolish."

Trowa wished he could shake his head and assure him he had not been but he knew he did not have the strength left, "Always lover."

Heero took his hand in his before placing it to his cheek once more, "I will love you now and forever."

Trowa smiled so many said it but so few had forever there was so much he wished to say but no time as eyes closed, "I…"

Heero buried his face against his throat sobbing half aware of a horse approaching them sitting up he whipped his eyes. Leaning down he kissed Trowa gently one last time before turning to face the intruder upon his grief, "You've killed him."

The raven-haired youth glared down at the Vampire with eyes the color of night, "You've damned him."

Heero stood he was not afraid this human could not hurt him, "He will live again."

Dark eyes fell on Trowa what was left of the spear still stuck in his chest, "But…?"

Heero shook his head the human was right to be confused he guessed, "Not in this life time."

Black eyes narrowed, "I never meant to kill him I meant to slay his demon lover. I will if not this life time then another. I WILL NEVER LET YOU HAVE MY FRIEND EVER AGAIN!"

And so ends three it took forever to type just like two -sigh- oh well it's up now remember the more reviews this gets the faster it will be updated. Also if you like 1x3 I have a few other fics you may enjoy. I hope you enjoyed chapter three for those waiting for present yummy content that would be in chapter 4. Ja, I hope anyway.