Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don’t own Kyou Kara Maou…yet

Title: Love Sucks (Literally) The Day of The Dead
Author: Me (darksmistress)
Series: Kyou Kara Maou
Rating: uh…PG-13 (this chapter) NC-17 in later chaps.
Pairing: Mainly Yuuram. Hinted Conzak and Gwenter on the side
Genre: angst, drama, comedy, yaoi
Chapter: 15/?
Summary: Yuuri moves to a new town and his life is turned upside down. New school, bishounen, crazy teachers, yaoi, and...Vampyres?!

Warnings: My first yaoi fic, yaoi (duh), some violence

A/N: OMIGOD!! (x1000000) just bought and read Eclipse (sequel to Twilight and New Moon)!!! It was much funnier than the last two. Anyway, if you like my fic, here, you absolutely will love Twilight (and New Moon, and Eclipse)!! It’s by a fantabulous author, Stephenie Meyer. This series got me so into Vampyres, you can thank her for this fic. All my inspiration totally comes from it. Please don’t let the size fool you, it is fantastically written! (hellova lot better then how I write). And – while replying to your reviews – I realized that Edward (from Twilight) is the same age as Wolfram! I must add, that Edward is hott!

Thanks to: All my readers, reviewers, and new beta; Rahkshi Sister!! (I got so many reviews my eyes almost popped – and we wouldn’t want that now do we?)

Akiray – Thank you! - I’m so glad you enjoy this fic so much.

sHiNiGaMi-ArAsHi1412 – Oh! I forgot about Aldy… oh wells -

Wizshan The Bloody Rose – I will try and make it come quickly, it may even be chapter 16.

Alice22 – Ooh! That gave me an idea… evil smilez (btw, Alice is one of my fave characters in Twilight)

Contravene431 – Oh noes! Not a sequel! I will surely go out of my mind b4 then! Lolz. Anyway, thx for the advice, I really appreciate it. ;)

Tenshi of Freedom – This chap is really only about a school dance… I’ll try and make it as ‘cool’ as I can. :)

Fan girl 666 – Well that’s just awesome. -

Wolfiegirl93 – I will! I will! I’m glad you seem to like my stories so much. -

Priestessmykala – So did I, but I wanted Wolf to remain careful like Edward. O.O Holy sh!t!!! I just realized Edward and Wolfie are the same age!! Lolz how coincidental. -

Phantome101 – He’ll be turned on his sixteenth b-day, which I’m trying to make happen soon. Definitely b4 chapter 20.

Sesshyro – Don’t worry! It’ll be ‘YuurixWolfy’ soon enough. -

Cheesecake – Lolz, okay. Love you’re name by the way.

Darth Sparky – Who doesn’t have their own language?

Yuuram88 - - So glad you like it so much!

MarketPantry – I totally agree! And thx so much for letting me know about the title thing. I had originally intended it to be day of the dead, but I changed my mind.

sAyUrI-aNbU – No, Passionate Blood was supposed to be about Yuuri getting infected with a virus in Shin Makoku, but it did help inspire this one.

Rahkshi Sister – Thank god they’re not OOC! does happy dance Thx for pointing out the tenses and persons, I hadn’t really noticed. I’ll try and keep in the same terms when I write, but I usually get too wrapped up in the story. I will try hard tho!! -

IceFireAngel – Praise tastes like mint chocolate! Yaay!

Merissala. – lolz

Chibi Kurama DP – I love you for reading!

Joice a.k.a Europa – Thank you so much! -

Zo-chan1 – Lolz. Thanks for such an uplifting review. I’ll try and put more Gwentur and Conzak in this chapter, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to or not.

PLZ – Lolz, okay.

Bishie82/Ghaile – So sorry I take so long, I just get so busy sometimes. Haha. --“

Neofilly – 0.0 That was the longest review I have ever read! I’m glad you like my story so much, and I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it before, but I do appreciate helpful advice or concrit. I was on a roll I chapter 8, and it was just easier to write in the first person. You’re not the only one who has commented about it, so I’ve gotten myself a beta to make sure it doesn’t happen again. -

Bootoye – I’ll try and make them longer, because personally, I love long chapters as well. I don’t get it when people complain about chapters being too long…

Lotus-chan – Thank you! It actually mentions in the manga that Wolfram is 82, but his is the only age (that I know of) they mentioned. They’ve never mentioned their birth dates though…

Death To Haru – so glad you liked it!

Descendant of Fianna – ooh! I love churros!!!!!

Tori – Sorry I took so long! When you reviewed, I had actually finished the chap b4, I was just waiting for feedback from my beta.

Recap:

Yuuri was about to speak when Wolfram embraced him.

“Wha…?” The young king asked, flustered and blushing.

Wolfram shushed him. “Body heat will help bring down your fever. But you still need to sleep, okay?” Yuuri nodded and snuggled a bit closer.

Letting warmth surround them, both boys peacefully fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It was mid-morning when Yuuri awoke. Still half-asleep, the only thing that registered was that he was warm and comfortable. Slowly his senses awakened. The smell of lavender and mint chocolate drifted around him. He leaned closer to the source, inhaling deeply. Something soft brushed against the side of his face and neck. He was embracing some sort of warmth in front of him. He pleasantly exhaled with an ‘mmm’.

So as not to wake him were he still asleep, a soothing voice quietly asked, “You finally awake?”

Somewhat startled by the sound coming from his soft heater, Yuuri lifted up his head, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Gold filled his vision, then two orbs of shimmering green.

Memories flooded back to him, making heat rise to his cheeks. Yuuri stayed dead still, analyzing the situation as Wolfram turned in his arms to face him. Chest to chest, Wolfram linked his arms around Yuuri’s neck and pulled himself up slowly, brushing his lips against Yuuri’s own, murmuring a soft greeting. “’Morning.” That velvet voice that was normally so soothing had somewhat of an edge to it. Even the small touches held an underlying meaning. Everything was so…hesitant.

Why?

Supporting himself with his left hand, he forced the young blonde to sit up as well while his right hand cupped Wolfram's cheek. At first Wolfram averted his eyes but Yuuri turned the prince’s head so that he had no choice but to look into the king’s onyx depths. Yuuri’s eye squinted in concentration as he searched for an answer in the blond’s eyes, looking from one to the other. Wolfram stared back somewhat blankly, master at concealing his emotions. Yuuri failed to figure out what was upsetting the young prince.

Yuuri affectionately stroked Wolfram’s cheek with his thumb, his eyebrows knitting together in worry and confusion.

“Wolf?” he asked hesitantly, staring once more into pools of liquid emerald. “What is it? What’s wrong?” His voice almost broke while asking such simple words. Wolfram averted his eyes, embarrassed – or was it scared? – to say.

“Nothing” he lied as he pulled away. He kept his gaze anywhere away from Yuuri’s as he started getting out of the big bed. “We should get going, festivities are going to start soon and your parents—”

Yuuri quickly grabbed Wolfram’s wrist in the attempt to prevent him from going any further, even though the prince could easily break the hold with a flick of his wrist.

“Does it have to do with last night?” Had Wolfram looked back at his king, he would have seen how serious the double-black was, the confusion on his face, the worry and fear he was trying to conceal. Wolfram didn’t look back.

The blond kept silent, sitting on the edge of the bed, averting his gaze. After a few moments the silence grew unbearable. Quiet panic overcame the young Asian teenager. “It…does?” Yuuri’s grip unconsciously loosened as he voiced the words.

Wolfram began to pull away, but Yuuri tugged him back onto the bed, his left hand snaking into the blond’s hair, desperately pressing their lips together.

He didn’t want any more misunderstandings. He didn’t want any more avoidance. He wouldn’t let Wolfram slip away again.

He pried Wolfram’s lips open with his tongue. He gently worked his lips against the blond’s – occasionally switching angles –, stroking his tongue against Wolfram’s. His hands whispered against Wolfram’s body, pleading.

With no response Yuuri pulled away to bury his face in Wolfram’s neck, embracing him harder, not ever wanting to let go. Emotions flooding through him made his voice somewhat shaky, but Yuuri still tried his best to put all his confidence into his words.

“I never thought I’d like another guy, it’s a really weird concept to me, even now. In fact, everything that’s happened to me since I came to this school is weird. I mean, vampyres?” he gave a nervous chuckle “I always believed they were made-up characters in kids’ nightmares, but…” His confidence wavered and he didn’t feel like he could say anymore. How could he get his feelings across?!

“Yuuri…” Wolfram spoke at last. It sounded regretful, like the sound of your voice when you’re about to break up with them, or tell them ‘let’s just be friends’.

Yuuri didn’t want to hear what Wolfram had to say, not until he got what he needed to off his chest. “I don’t…!” Yuuri started, but fear overtook his mind with flashes of what would happen if things didn’t turn out how he wanted. He had to muster all his courage to shake those images out of his head, and finish what he had started saying. He explained himself with a softer voice than before. “I don’t regret what happened… It…it was one of the most…amazing things to have ever happened to me!” he stopped to catch his breath, then added – even more softly, “I don’t want you to avoid me anymore…”

Yuuri waited anxiously for Wolfram to answer, as the blond remained silent Yuuri’s resolve began to crumble. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes.

“…really…?” the blond finally asked. Yuuri pulled back so that they were face-to-face and nodded exuberantly, eager to prove his sincerity. “Yes, honestly!”

Wolfram couldn’t help but smile in relief. He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead on Yuuri’s shoulder. Yuuri gently embraced him, smiling as well. “I’m so glad…” Wolfram said, returning the embrace. “I thought…you may regret it, and that it would be best if I pretended nothing happened…I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.”

They stayed embraced in each other’s arms for a few more moments, relishing in each other’s existence.

Wolfram gently pushed away, smiling. “C’mon, wimp. If we don’t get downstairs soon, Gunter’s going to come in yelling –”

“Heika! Oh Heika, you’re awake! Thank goodness!” The purple haired advisor scurried through the large door, white formal robes flying behind him. He ran up to his king’s side and felt his forehead. “Oh good. I see your fever has finally gone away! Just in time too!” Alerting to Wolfram’s presence, Gunter added with a small bow, “Good morning, Lord Wolfram.” Turning his attention back to Yuuri, the advisor began fretting around him. “Oh Heika! Your parents are here and have asked to see you! We must get you ready right away! They’re waiting just outside and—”

“Ah! Yuu-chan!” everyone looked to the door to see a young smiling brunette woman enter the room, behind her was an older and taller looking man, also smiling happily, but not as…exuberantly.

“Okaa-san! Otou-san!” Yuuri called happily, jumping out of bed and avoiding Gunter’s grasp. He ran over to his parents who embraced him in a loving hug. Pulling away, his mother began a small lecture.

“Mou! Yuu-chan! I told you to call me Jennifer! If you won’t call me that, at least call me ‘Okaa-chan’!” The young woman pointed her finger accusingly as her lips formed a small pout.

Yuuri’s father gave a small, nervous chuckle. “It’s good too see you, Yuu-chan.”

Yuuri smiled, embarrassed. “It’s good to see you guys too. I’ve missed you both a lot.” Looking around and not finding who he was looking for, he asked, “Ne, where’s Shori?”

His mother’s face took on a somewhat disappointed pout. “He couldn’t make it,” But added encouragingly, “but promised he’d come and visit soon!”

Probably better he didn’t come… He’s too overprotective. If he found out I was living with a bunch of Vampyres Yuuri shuddered at the thought.

Jennifer’s face perked up again. “Ah! But guess who else came!” Yuuri looked at her, confusion plain on his face. “Who?”

“Oi Shibuya!” Once more everyone turned to the door. Standing in the center was a boy about Yuuri’s age, black hair and black eyes, and big glasses covering said eyes.

“Eh?! Murata?!” Yuuri exclaimed. Shocked, he looked at his parents. “You invited him?!” What if he finds out that everyone is a vampyre?!

His father shook his head. “We didn’t invite him. Imagine our surprise when we saw him on the plane. We had thought you invited him.”

“Ah! You two know each other?” Gunter asked innocently. Both Murata and Yuuri nodded. Yuuri’s face plain with confusion and bewilderment, Murata’s face seeming somewhat amused. Gunter’s eyes turned starry. “Oh Shinou! What a magnificent coincidence!!”

“Gunter, what are you talking about?” Yuuri asked, bewildered.

“Oh Heika, you didn’t know? His highness, Murata Ken, is the Great Sage!”

“Eeh!? The Great Sage?!” Yuuri asked, thoroughly surprised. “Wasn’t he the main advisor of Shinou? But, I thought he was, like, dead.”

“We were also best friends!” Murata added, still amused at Yuuri’s funny expressions.

By this time, Wolfram had gotten up off the bed and joined the conversation. “Well at least we know you’ve been paying some attention in your studies.” The blond muttered, crossing his arms.

Suddenly, Gunter spoke up. “Oh dear! Look at the time! I must be off, there is still much to do! Goodbye Heika!!” Everyone but Yuuri watched as the featherbrained advisor scurried off.

Yuuri still thought of how his previous statement could be true. Coming to the only conclusion he thought possible, Yuuri asked, “So, you’re a vampyre??”

Murata laughed. “If I was, I’d be a really old man! Not a teenager!”

Confused once more, Yuuri covered it with understanding. “Oh.” He said, nodding his head.

Seeing right through it, Murata explained. “Shibuya, I was a vampyre or two in my previous lives. You see, I can remember what happened in said lives. Everything.” He added with a laugh, “Gets pretty confusing sometimes!”

“Really?” Yuuri asked, amazed.

Murata nodded his head. “I can remember as far back as when I was with Shinou.” A memory struck him and he smiled, somewhat wistfully and mischievously. “We were Amors, you know.” Pretending to just notice, Murata asked innocently, “Ah! Speaking of which, am I correct in assuming that Lord Bielefeld here is you’re Amor?”

Yuuri flushed. “Uh…”

“Yuu-chan! Is that true?” Yuuri looked over to his mother, who was completely excited. She rushed over to Wolfram. “My, you are quite the handsome young man! Please feel free to call me ‘okaa-chan’, ne?” She added the last bit with a wink.

Wolfram smiled. “It’s very nice to meet you, Okaa-chan.” He gave a deep bow, gently taking her hand and kissing the knuckles.

“Ah! What a gentleman!” Jennifer went completely fangirl and embraced Wolfram in a tight hug to her bosom.

“Okaa-chan, enough!” Yuuri yelled, trying to pry his mother off of Wolfram, who seemed completely unfazed by the treatment. Wolfram was, after all, completely used to being suffocated in large breasts by his own mother.

Yuuri’s father, Winner, rushed to aid his son. Eventually they separated the two.

Yuuri gave an unfriendly glare at Murata, muttering under his breath, “Thanks a lot.” Wolfram, of course, heard that.

“You wimp! What’s so wrong about your parents knowing about us?!” Wolfram steamed.

“N-Nothing!” Yuuri said, defensively waving his hands in front of his face.

“Ne, why don’t you two kiss?” Murata added, smugly enjoying the displays.

“Ooh! Yes, yes! That would be wonderful!” Jennifer completely supported the idea. Yuuri’s father seemed quite embarrassed.

“B-But!” Yuuri protested, waving his hands once more. His movements halted as he felt two arms wrap around him from behind. Hot breath puffed on his ear. “Ne, Yuu-chan… Why don’t you want to kiss me?” Wolfram’s voice was almost purely seductive, but there was an underlying tone of a threat. One that Yuuri noticed. He gulped. It’s not that he didn’t want to kiss Wolfram, he just preferred to not have an audience when he did so.

“Because,” Yuuri hissed. “my mom will whip out a camera in a second’s time. And show that picture to anyone she can!”

Yuuri had become quite red. His mother was looking at the two with anticipation. His father had somewhat turned away, embarrassed and decent enough not to stare. And Murata looked on, completely amused.

Knowing there was no way out of it, Yuuri complied. “Okay, but only one.” He warned. Jennifer squealed happily.

Wolfram slid around to Yuuri’s front, still holding on. Yuuri wrapped his arms around Wolfram’s waist, somewhat amused to find he was just a little taller. Yuuri gave one last glare to everyone in the room – especially Murata – before he leaned down, closing his eyes, and capturing Wolfram’s lips in a loving kiss. He cringed when he heard a ‘click’ and saw a small light flash through his eyelids. Wolfram pushed against Yuuri, trying to deepen the kiss, but Yuuri pulled away, ending it. Wolfram gave a small pout, and Yuuri heard his mother ‘aw’ in disappointment.

It was finally late evening. All that was left was the big dance.

Yuuri’s eyes bugged out when he saw the ballroom. The whole place had been decorated, leaving not one inch without a streamer, pumpkin, plastic bat, plastic skeleton, or fake blood. Yet, the place didn’t look gaudy or over-decorated in the least. There was a long table set up in the back with Halloween-themed food and drinks splayed out over it’s surface.

Most eyes had turned to him upon his entrance. He was, after all, their king. He waved back, smiling his goofy smile – which undoubtedly was laced with nervousness. He turned back to Wolfram who was standing to his left. “This place looks really awesome, doesn’t it?” His genuine smile broke through as Wolfram nodded back, also smiling. Conrad spoke up from his right. “Indeed. Everyone gave their best efforts in making this quite the unforgettable celebration.”

“Alright everybody!!” Everyone turned as the DJ yelled out his greeting. “What’s say we get this party started!?” A loud roar of agreement erupted from the crowd. The DJ started the music, a loud, toe-tapping, rock song. The bass thudded, but not at the normal decibel that made every cell in your body vibrate with every beat. It was, thankfully, at the perfect volume level so that you could still hear the music that blasted from the speakers. The crowd leaped to life, dancing to the music, singing the lyrics. This was no boring high school dance. This was practically a rave.

Yuuri smiled happily. Only in movies had he seen such a successful school dance. Wolfram smiled warmly to himself, pleased that Yuuri was so happy.

Yuuri turned back to him, shouting over the music. “So, do you want to dance?”

Wolfram was whispering in his ear in a split second in an amused tone. “You don’t have to shout, you know, I can hear you just fine – as well as almost everyone else in this room.” Yuuri’s cheeks flushed, partly from embarrassment and partly from Wolfram being so close. “Sorry…” He muttered, smiling nervously. “No harm done.” Wolfram whispered. “Now c’mon you wimp. Let’s dance!” Wolfram gave him a small nudge in the direction of the dance floor.

They found a little room to move near the speakers. The key word being ‘little’. As one, both boys moved their bodies to the beat. However, both boys were enjoying themselves – and each other – too much to notice that they kept being pushed closer and closer together by surrounding dancers. The whole length of their bodies were touching, even their noses. Playfully, Wolfram turned around and pushed backwards into Yuuri, never missing a beat. Yuuri snaked his arms around Wolfram’s waist and brought him closer, burying his face in the side of Wolfram’s neck, as the two grinded against each other.

Eventually, Yuuri – not having the almost unlimited stamina of a Vampyre – was flushed, sweating, and out of breath. Wolfram noticed, and slowly began working their way through the crowd. They re-emerged near the concession table. Yuuri sat down in a conveniently placed chair. “Whew!”

“Want me to get you something to drink?” Wolfram offered.

Yuuri smiled. “Thanks, I’d really appreciate it.”

“Be right back.” Yuuri nodded and closed his eyes to relax, but they jolted open as something cold and wet pressed against his cheek. Wolfram stood in front of him, a glass of red liquid dangling in front of his face.

“That was fast.” Yuuri smiled and accepted the glass. He stared at it for a second, trying to figure out just what – exactly – it was. “It’s just fruit punch.” Wolfram chuckled. Unless someone’s spiked it… Yuuri smiled and thirstily chugged all of the contents. He exhaled with an ‘ah!’, putting the empty glass down on the table next to him. Wolfram handed him another glass and moved a chair so that he could sit next to Yuuri.

Yuuri drank this glass slowly, enjoying the taste. “This stuff’s really good.” He commented, happily. He took another sip, but before he could swallow, Wolfram was kissing him. The blond pulled back, a smug smile on his face. “You’re right. It’s delicious.” He licked his lips.

Yuuri blushed.

“Hungry?” Wolfram asked. Yuuri nodded.

“Alright, I’ll go get us some cakes.”

“Take your time.” Yuuri said, but Wolfram was already gone.

Yuuri sat comfortably, sipping his juice and staring out at the people still dancing. The sound of music of different genres, languages and cultures swirled in the air.

“Excuse me.”

Yuuri looked up. Standing beside him was two girls, twins. One wore a short-skirted, spaghetti-strapped black dress, with her long brown hair done up in a bun of curls with a few strands dangling around her face. The other wore a sleeveless, knee-length light blue dress, her dark brown hair curled loosely on her shoulders, with a single blue flower in her hair. They both wore ribbon-up stilettos the same color of their dress.

“Your Majesty.” They both said together and curtsied.

Yuuri stood up. “Good evening.” He smiled and gave a small bow of his head. “Please just call me Yuuri.”

“I’m Tartaria,” the one with the black dress spoke up.

“And I’m Kanaria.” The one in blue finished.

“We’re the Valequez sisters.” They said together.

Yuuri smiled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Oh. Good evening, ladies.” Yuuri turned around to look at who had spoken up behind him. Wolfram stood, holding two plates full of varying cakes and treats.

“Ah Wolf! You’re back!” Yuuri exclaimed happily. Wolfram set the two plates down on the table.

“Good evening, Lord Wolfram.” Tartaria gushed girlishly with a deep curtsy. Kanaria mumbled a greeting and shyly bowed her head, averting eye contact.

“Lord Wolfram, would you honor me with a dance?” Tartaria asked abruptly. Wolfram glanced over at Yuuri, who smiled and gave a small shrug.

Wolfram turned back to the girl. “Certainly, Miss Valequez.” He agreed politely, smiling. He held out his hand and Tartaria took it. Yuuri watched as they glided with inhuman grace onto the dance floor.

“Would you like to dance?” Yuuri asked, not wanting the other girl to feel left out.

She looked up at him and smiled kindly. “Thank you for the offer, Your Majesty. I would love to.”

They walked over to where Wolfram and Tartaria were currently dancing.

They all danced together for several songs, Kanaria slightly shying away from Wolfram while Tartaria danced beside him.

After a while Yuuri caught a glimpse of Conrad talking to the DJ. He wondered aimlessly what it was about.

When the song finished, instead of immediately playing another, the DJ took up the microphone.

“Alright everybody. This next song has been dedicated to the newest king and his Amor! Yuuri and Wolfram, everybody!” As the DJ motioned towards their group currently stood, a spotlight swept over the audience to illuminate both Yuuri and Wolfram. A slow song began to play and people began edging towards the walls, giving Yuuri and Wolfram the whole floor to dance on. Tartaria looked a little put off, but Kanaria pushed her away.

--The song is ‘Butou’ from FMA. Simply search it in youtube and click on the first video if you’d like to listen to it--

Yuuri looked over at Wolfram, completely embarrassed. “W-Wolf…do we really…? I mean, I can’t…” As Yuuri tried to blunder out an excuse, Wolfram stepped forward.

“Come on, wimp. Take my hand. That’s it. Now place your other hand on my waist.” Yuuri did as instructed as Wolfram placed his hand on Yuuri’s shoulder.

“But I can’t dance…” Yuuri muttered.

“Trust me.” Wolfram whispered, smiling.

Yuuri returned a nervous smile. “Alright…” They drew closer together and began to move.

Wolfram whispered into Yuuri’s ear, “Step back with your left foot and then to the right. Then step up with your right foot and then to the left. And repeat.” Yuuri did so, fumbling a little at first, but eventually got the hang of it. As the song escalated, Yuuri grew more confident, and began to imitate dances he’d seen in the movies. Wolfram was able to easily follow him and the two glided across the room. They moved quite elegantly to the music.

“Having fun?” Wolfram asked.

Yuuri smiled his large goofy smile. “Yep.”

The crowd was simply a blur to Yuuri and Wolfram as they spent most of their time staring happily at each other.

Yuuri managed to get one last twirl in before the song ended. As they stopped, the audience burst into applause. Both Yuuri and Wolfram took a bow and left the floor quickly as everyone swept back on to dance.

When they finally managed to get through the crowd and exit the room, Wolfram gave a small chuckle. “And you said you couldn’t dance.” The young prince teased.

Yuuri turned. “I can’t!” He protested.

“Sure looked like you could.”

“Well, that was…” Wolfram smiled as Yuuri searched for an excuse to why he was magically able to dance.

Wolfram leaned up and gave Yuuri a quick peck on the cheek. “Thanks for such a fantastic time tonight, your Majesty.” He said with an exaggerated bow.

Yuuri pulled him up and to him. “Anytime.” He murmured, than locked his lips with the very willing blond.

Nothing can ruin this night… thought Wolfram.

As the night ended, the two plates of cakes laid uneaten on the table.

I was surfing channels and saw a bit of this and thought: ‘omg! Are those vampyres!?’ so I kept watching, and sure enough, they were!

I don’t really like the song, but it did inspire something that will happen during Yuuri’s Turning.

Btw, I can’t think of a name for newly Turned Vampyres. I’m looking for a slang word for it. Suggestions are welcome.

Anyway, the song is “Wall to wall” by Chris Brown.

www. youtube .com/watch?vxBCwkTSZ3OQ

Next Chapter:

An unknown visitor arrives at the Academy with only one objective: to assassinate Yuuri!

Even though Yuuri’s lived with vampyres for a while now, he has yet to experience the true danger it will bring.

The long-awaited Chapter 16!! The Slayer