Lonesome


It had been at the ball held in his honor that they had met for the first time…

The Marquis of Moldavia, a vampire just as he, had decided to name him his heir, and had organized the celebration to give the news to the world. The non-human nobility was invited to it, including the Chinese kami family that had obtained a County somewhere in Europe.

Father and son they were, the eldest with an opium pipe always on his hand, the youngest keeping to his shadow. Both were beautiful and graceful, yet the mysterious and shy golden gaze of the Count's heir was the one that caught his attention more than the playful and wicked violet.

Once the dancing began, the parent went from one partner to another, while the child stayed far from the crowd, sitting alone and hidden. The new heir of the Marquis couldn't keep his eyes away from that slender, silk-clad form with lily white-toned hands clasped demurely upon his lap…

He wanted to approach… He wanted to hear his voice… to see his smile… to touch his skin… He wanted to…

Finally, Alexander walked over to the young kami, and he made the first move of asking for his name in exchange of a blood red rose. "You may call me D," the golden-eyed one replied to his inquiry, smiling at the offered flower and brushing the young vampire's fingers as he took it.


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