A/N: So, here it is. The vampire fic I promised. This is based on the "Vampire" oneshot in A Kiss on the Cheek and is completely AU. There is a decent amount of bloodplay, so if you don't like it, don't read it.
Also, if you're a fan of Sukisho, I'm planning a fic for that series. If you haven't seen it, go see it. It's a yaoi series and is pretty good. Check it out.
I wish I owned Ouran High School Host Club. I'd make them all vampires that DON'T SPARKLE.
In all the darkest pages of the malign supernatural, there is no more terrible tradition than that of the vampire - a pariah even among demons. – Writer Montague Summers
In the darkest corners of the night, where the killers prowl and the gangbangers gather, there is another danger lurking.
It lurks outside of the clubs after raves, stalking the drunk and drugged - the defenseless. It creeps up from behind to tear the flesh, rend the skin, and suck the blood of lonely night wanderers.
There is the unsophisticated vampire of the rave-going type, and there is the sophisticated, royal type of vampire.
The houses of royalty loom over all other night-crawlers, dictating their lives, forcing order, forcing servitude. There are only the great and the weak. The master and the slave.
There are rules within these houses as well. The most important one of all is to never give birth to more than one child at a time. Twins are murdered at birth, and the mother has their womb cut from them to prevent further incident.
Some unsophisticated vampires disobey this rule. They do not kill their twins and they refuse to have their innards ripped from them.
Some royal vampires do the same. They keep the second child a secret, raising one as a normal son or daughter, while the other is concealed from the night world. They may never see outside of their own room, or they are sent far away.
The 'vampire genes' can only be passed down from one pair of parents to one child. If there are two children in utero, one child is born a vampire, while the other is born a human.
As for the punishment for concealing twins…
A little time before midnight, a mother clutches two tiny bundles to her bosom as she runs for her life, while a man runs ahead, sniffing the air, gasping for breath, begging the woman to run faster.
Rapid footsteps fall behind them, teeth gnash together, snarls escape from blood-hungry lips.
One of the bundles on the woman's breast stirs, the woman shushes him, and he settles into ignorant sleep once more.
The man stops, and the woman follows suit, surprised.
"Go, Yuzuha." He says, "Go, get them to safety. I'll hold them off, lead them away, kill them, whatever it takes!"
The woman shakes her head. "No, no. There's dozens of them! You'll-"
The man shakes his head. "Protect them." He says simply before running off into the night.
Through the sounds of ripping clothes, flesh, splashing blood, Hitachiin Yuzuha, Kaoru, and Hikaru shed tears from their golden eyes.
"You're the only one I can trust with them."
"You could hide here. You could run to Europe or America. You could not die."
"I've accepted my fate. They would find me if I went, they would find me if I stayed, and they would find my babies, they would kill you and them too. They know my scent, they don't know theirs'. I can't allow them to die. Take care of them, Kyoya. Please."