Um, ok, I just needed to write this. So, yeah. I also want to write as many stories as Mizu-tenshi, cuz she's my idol :D ok. Enjoy. PS, thank you Souixie 2.0 for the review. And another round of applause for yaven! :D


I opened the door to my apartment. The first thing that hit me was that the room was unusually cold. I didn't know why Nowaki would've let it get so cold, but I let the feeling slide. I walked through and closed the door. The lock on the door shined, as if it were polished or... even if someone had placed a new one on. What had Nowaki been doing while I was gone? Again, I let the thought slide from my head.

I took my shoes off and dropped my bag on the ground. I was tired. I wasn't entirely sure what it was, but this cold and dark atmosphere made me feel even sleepier, and a bit wary. I turned around to flick the light on. Once I'd found my way to it and flipped it up, nothing happened. I cursed under my breath. It was windy out, maybe the power had been knocked out. The only thing I was truly worried about was stepping on Nowaki or something. Although, if he wasn't doing anything to attempt a light source, then he could very well be sleeping. That wasn't very Nowaki-like, but what else could the reason be?

"Nowaki," I murmured finding my way to our bedroom. There wasn't a reply. I kept walking in the still darkness until I heard the faint sound of... the rush of a liquid. I wasn't sure, maybe I was wrong, it might've just been the wind playing with my ears. Swish, slurp, sshhh...there it was again. The sound vibrated through the room, and with every second passed, the louder the sound had grown. I was beginning to grow fearful, if Nowaki was in here, then what in the name of God could that noise be?

"Nowaki," my voice was more stern, with a bit of worry mixed in. "Nowaki, answer me. What the hell is-?" I stopped in mid-sentence. There itwas. Right in front of me. A creature. I saw it. It's eyes... they gleamed red. Not look the soft and thick red that blood looked like. No. This was a bright red that cast a glow around the whites of the eyes. It wasn't the color of blood. It was the color of temptation. Of lust. Of greed. Whoosh! The creature was fast too.

Before I had any time to be afraid, it was gone. I stood completely still for a moment. Once a moment had passed, I heard the slightly troubled breaths from Nowaki. I bolted to where the creature had stood. Nowaki flinched.

"Ssh, ssh," I whispered reassuringly, "It's me. It's Hiroki. It's okay Nowaki... I'm here now." I could just barely see the figure in the darkness. His massive body taking up the floor space. I stroked his hair lightly, watching his once scared and armed chest begin to fall with reassurance. I was pleased. His hands fell on my arm, covering up most of it. We sat there for a good hour, waiting for whatever had attacked him to be gone. Once we were sure, I reached into the dresser near his head and took out a flashlight. Nowaki flinched from the sudden intensity of the light.

"Calm down," I said dryly, afraid. The first thing I looked at was his chest. Nothing damaged, all the same. Dammit, Nowaki was the doctor, why the hell was I doing this? I shook my head and continued. His legs were still in contact, they looked able to move. His arms were fine, hands just as well. Once I had traced the flashlight up to his neck and face I wanted to turn it off and throw up. Just below his left ear, on his neck, was a crescent shaped cut. There were four small punctures that made up the cut.

"What's wrong, Hiro-san?" Nowaki asked in a worried voice. I choked up a laugh. It was a stupid thing to laugh about in a time like this, but I needed to. I hated pressure.

"U-uh. Th-that guy gave you one nasty hickey," I decided to let my humanity slide for humor. I got rid of my soul to make room for all this sarcasm.That was a button Miyagi had given me once. What a dumbass. Nowaki made a small laugh, even though it was completely troubled.

"Could you turn that light off, Hiro-san?" Nowaki asked politely, "It's hurting my head." I fumbled for the switch and turned it off. I set it down and held his hands in mine. The lights in the hall turned back on, letting the dim light shine over to Nowaki's face. It shadowed the cut mark, which was good for me. At least now I didn't need to pulled my arm down, signaling for me to lie next to him. I did, what else could I do? Nowaki was in trouble and needed me. I closed my eyes and rested in the cold next to him.

Whatever that thing was... I was going to get even.


"Plato and a Platypus Walk into a Bar...," I read the name of the American book aloud as I waited in the Hospital Pharmacy for the doctors to tell me what the hell was wrong with my lover. I opened it:

"A ninety-year-old man went to the doctor and said, 'Doctor, my eighteen-year-old wife is expecting a baby.'
The doctor said, 'Let me tell you a story. A man went hunting, but instead of a gun, he picked up an umbrella by mistake. When a bear suddenly charged at the man, he picked up the umbrella, shot the bear, and killed it.'
The man said, 'Impossible. Someone else must have shot that bear.'
The doctor said, 'My point exactly!'"

Dry humor, I thought. Behind me a doctor tapped my shoulder. I set the book back down.

"Well?" I pressed. The doctor pushed the glasses on his nose further back up his nose, as if it made a damned difference.

"Nothing a little medicine can't fix. As for your intruder," he gave me a little note of scribble. I hated doctors' handwriting, "I'd suggest you get a new lock." I squinted my face.

"Fine."


Back at the Apartment

"Nowaki," I began, "What do you want to eat?" Nowaki smiled at me.

"I'm not much for eating right now. But thank you, Hiro-san."

"You need to eat, the doctor said you need to."

"I'm a doctor, and I don't feel as though I should."

"Then you're a stupid doctor," I grudged. Nowaki was still smiling. Little asshole, why the hell does he always smile? Even when something has happened to him. But when something happens to meit's like the apocalypse has come early for Christmas. I sighed and waltzed into our room, wanting to change from the attire I'd worn since last night's intrusion. Today was Sunday, I had the day off. Maybe me and Nowaki could do something together. God only knows why I was feeling so generous.

I drew my shirt above my head, feeling the sticky sweat on my forehead catch it. I tugged a little harder, feeling the friction of the shirt and my forehead burn. I grimaced. Before I could go to the bureau, I felt two arms wrap around my bare waist. Nowaki's freezing fingers sent an electric tingle up my spine. I jumped a little from the sudden touch and felt Nowaki's cold lips graze my neck. My body tingled fervently. This was the strangest feeling I'd ever felt before. It didn't feel like Nowaki...

"I love you, Hiro-san..." Nowaki whispered heavily into my ear. What was wrong with me? Something just turned a switch on in my body. I suddenly forgot about everything... only Nowaki was there. I needed Nowaki more than anything. His icy fingers slipped to my sides and gripped tightly. My eyes widened. What in the world was going on? He carried me to the bed.

"N...owa...ki..." I whispered in shock. He kissed my neck. Another jolt surged through my body. I couldn't explain it. I wanted him to stop, I needed to get my thoughts back in order... but I also silently begged for him to keep going. His tongue was freezing. The cold and damp essence trailed down from my shoulder to my neck. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed. It was weird. Strange. Impossible. I shook my head once I had finally regained myself. I shoved Nowaki off of me and sat up breathing heavily, even though I had physically done nothing.

"Hiro-san?" Nowaki asked with his puppy eyes. I grasped the pillow from behind me and hit him.

"What the hell!" I yelled at him. Nowaki caught the pillow. Nowaki couldn't do that before... my Nowaki couldn't do that before. "This isn't like you! What's wrong with you, Nowaki?" Nowaki inched closer to me. His arms caged me in on either of my sides and his legs trapped my legs underneath his body. I felt the freezing essence flow off of his body and burn me in ways unimaginable. In all my years of living, I'd never felt so much disturbance... and so much adrenaline.

"I'm..." Nowaki began with his face falling desperately. That was Nowaki. "I'm sorry..." his face closed in down on mine, "Hiro...san...." Crunch!I froze. I couldn't move. I didn't want to move. I was in utter fear for both myself and Nowaki. I was afraid if I'd move I'd hurt something inside me... and afraid that if I'd move I'd hurt Nowaki. I was so stunned.

Gulp... gulp... gulp...I shuddered at each mouthful went down Nowaki's throat. I was in agony. So much pain. I felt the red eyes burning through me. The desire... and lust... and greed... all of it. I wanted it to stop... but I couldn't find the will to tear myself away. Not from Nowaki. Not from him.

I felt tears stream down my face in silence. This wasn't real. It wasn't happening. These creatures didn't exist... and yet... here I was. Having my blood being indulged by the love of my life. How this had come about made no sense to me. Just fear and shock. And temptation. Nowaki's mouth fell away from my neck. What did this mean? If it meant anything. Again... this isn't real.

"I'm sorry... Hiro-san," Nowaki began, his eyes full of tears. I couldn't do anything but stroke his hair unevenly. I tried to talk, tell him it's okay. But it wasn't okay... not at all.

"We'll get through it," I whispered, shocked I was able to say that much. Nowaki gripped me tightly. I felt a bit of blood drizzle down my neck, and I knew he was restraining himself to get to it. We could get through it... we get through everything. That made me feel stronger inside. Nowaki could sense my courage, enhancing his own. "We'll get through it," I repeated kissing his forehead.

I wonder what life will be like with a vampire boyfriend...


TO BE CONTINUED....!!! :D My grandparents are coming over today... wish me luck!! Love -eStHeR-tHe-ScRiBe