Silver 23 November 2010 @ 08:06 pm Silver [part 1] Title : Silver [part 1] Characters/pairing : ChanHo (some mentions of TaecSu later)

Rating : PG-13 Summary: Fighting for his own life, Junho couldn't even imagine there was another life he was about to gain. Chansung gave him the second chance, but he is the one, who should be the most aware of his own survival.

This is not how I wanted it to be. This is not how I wanted to end my days, not like this. They told me to keep on fighting, to believe in God, to believe in my future. How much Ive cried - a lot more than them, but they couldnt see it, not when its so dark in this tiny room. Every day and night I could smell a strong scent of medication as a substitute of fresh oxygen. Hospital has become my home, a shelter for my rotten hopes and self-changrin. What have I done wrong? Yes, this is probably the most stupid question a dying person could ask himself. My illness didnt give a damn about my future plans, about my wishes to achieve a lot in my life. The news struck my little happy world one year ago. Junho, Im really sorry to say this...Those pains you had in your chest, it wasnt because of stress. You have a malignant tumour near your heart, we cant do a surgery... Ever since then, Ive done everything I could to fight it. My family mother, father and sister did their best giving the support I was craving for with every weak cell of my body. I was hoping... Yes, hoping like any other would do, hoping

for a miracle. But, it wasnt meant to happen. Miracles tend to happen only in movies and this wasnt a movie. It was my real life tragedy. Maybe because I was so ill, it made me go crazy. For the past few weeks Ive had this strangest feeling someone has been watching over me. Probably the Reaper, sharpening his blade. Whatever it was, I could feel its dark presence every time the sun would go down, every time the silver light would engulf the tiny hospital ward Ive been living in for the past few months. Sometimes I thought, maybe hes going to leave me alone and let me live, but deep in my heart I knew it wont happen. Ah, I am so hopeless. So hopeless, that Id run away from the hospital just to spend my last days the way I want to. I couldnt stand staying here anymore, I wanted to take something more than white walls, smell of medication and concerned faces with me to the grave. Rebelling in this state, yes, quite funny and irresponsible. And yet, my heart was fluttering with joy, mixed with a little bit of worry my family wont be happy about the news. A condemned patient run away, what a joke. Not really. Ill be back, I thought. I would come back the next day to greet the Reaper and white walls. To see my family for the last time, to imprint their faces for my journey towards the bright light at the end of the tunnel. Yes, I believe there is this tunnel. I believe there is a new life waiting for me once I reach the end. The more I think about it, the more I feel this dark presence apparent. This old coffee shop was the place where I used to hang out with my friends. Now its closed, the opening hours were over just like visiting hours in the hospital. I bet everyones looking for me. Maybe I shouldve left a note, just in case I crumble somewhere. And somehow, I couldnt

care less. The coffee shop... Its really old, older than me, older than I will ever be. The smell coming from it was fresh though. Oh God, Id like to have a cup of fresh French vanilla coffee. I was banned from drinking coffee some time ago. I was banned almost from everything. I was banned from having a regular life. A hunched homeless man, he was begging for money. Idiot. I dont know what got into me, but I approached him, he looked at me, his awful smell reaching my nose. Why are you sitting here? Begging for money. The old man was sitting on a pavement, not caring about the fact it was cold. And me, I couldnt even feel the coldness of winter. Huh? Kid, Ive got no job, cant you tell? Why dont you find one? Trying to be smart, huh? Youre young, you think everythings so easy. Well, lemme tell ya something. Being young doesnt mean you can preach an old man like me. Judging so fast? Im dying. And unlike you, I have no choice. You should stand up, wash your face and do something about your life. No one will be preaching you then. The beggar was staring at me, probably thinking Im drunk or just depressed. Well, the latter wasnt that far away from the truth. I left him and couldnt even explain why I bothered to talk to him in the first place. It just felt right. Maybe hell use my advice, but I wont get the chance to know about it. Still, I felt strangely content inside my heart.

My legs were getting weaker, walking so much was just...too much. Ive been lying in my bed, day and night, short walks in the hospital was the only thing I was allowed to do. And what am I doing now? Walking. Walking and admiring every little detail - a pigeon running across the bench, a loud couple arguing in public, a police man giving a speeding ticket to annoyed driver. My pale reflection on a huge store window. Do I really look like this? I came closer, fingers running across my tired face. It was warm. At that moment, some unexplainable force made me turn my head. I saw a dark alley and seconds later my feet were bringing me to that dark place. Usually, I wouldnt do that, but its different. I felt my breathing getting deeper as I walked further into the alley. A thought came across my mind am I supposed to find something or someone will find me first? It was sudden, I shouldve known itd be like this. I fell on knees, my heart fighting with the tumour embracing the poor organ. It was so close, the death. I coughed, really hard, trying to cover my mouth, and when I looked at my palm, I saw it. Blood. I could feel it in my mouth, heartbeat getting more and more crazy and unsteady. My chest heaving painfully with each breath I took. My elbows hit the pavement, head in between them. I took a deep breath, which caused my whole body twitch. God...I hate you. I rolled on my back, vision getting blurry. I really do hate you. I touched my cheek with the bloody hand, shaking slightly. Is this the end? That presence, it appeared out of nowhere. Even though I was too weak to turn my head, I felt I wasnt alone anymore. This dark alley had a guest, who took me in his arms, cradling my

upper body like a sleepy baby. Yes, this is the end. It was males voice, more like a whisper, meant only for me to hear. I d-dont... My mouth was full of blood and vision failed me, but the only thing I could see was the creature, holding me in his arms. Even though my vision was blurry, saying the man was handsome was insulting. He was more than simply handsome. He was unearthly. I was admiring him in my last moments of living, his dark raven hair was shoulder length. I wanted to touch that silk and see his face, which was covered by those black locks. I used the last bits of my strength to lift my arm and touch my Reapers face. It was cold, he truly mustve been the Reaper. And then, I saw a silver light reflecting in his eyes. That was the only thing I was able to see before he took my hand and licked the blood I had on it. The Reaper leaned so close, I could feel his silky hair brushing against my skin as he licked my cheek. You belong to me. Remember this after you wake up. He whispered. I wanted to protest and say how the hell am I supposed to wake up if Im dying at this exact moment? But something sharp pierced my neck, sucking the last pieces of my life. The next thing I felt was a warm liquid on my lips. It was burning my mouth so bad, it felt like an acid. And yet, it was like an elixir of life. I closed my eyes, hoping to see the tunnel. But... There was neither tunnel nor light. Just the darkness. T.B.C

Silver [part 2]

Title : Silver [part 2] Characters/pairing : ChanHo Rating : PG-13

Soft. My fingers were grasping something soft, when I came back from my deep sleep. I couldnt open my eyes, just not yet. Something was keeping me from doing so. I couldnt understand where I was, but I knew one thing for sure it wasnt the dark alley anymore. I was afraid, the Reaper did something to me. I moved my hand to the tingling source of pain

on my neck and touched it as gently as I could, but the level of force I used was far more greater than I had expected it to be. This is the time, I need to open my eyes. It wasnt that hard, my eyelids moved even before I thought about doing it. Ceiling, it had wooden carvings, looked pretty neat and ancient. I grasped the soft material and moved my upper body, looking around the room, which had no windows. Was it supposed to be heaven? No, definitely not. I was alone, but it felt like someone was watching me through the walls, but maybe Im imaging things. I moved off the bed on my feet, too fast Id say. Almost like not a human. I was fascinated by the wooden carvings the whole room was decorated like this, except for the floor. Then, I noticed I didnt have my old clothes anymore, I was dressed in black leather pants, tank top and jacket. Something quite different, because my clothes are colourful usually. There was a mirror, it looked like it was a part of the wall and when I went to look at myself... Am I a zombie now? My eyes looked like two black rain drops, pearly white skin highlighting them even more and my hair... Black, short and slightly curly. How come? I had orange straight hair and now I looked like I used to look a few years ago. How did this happen? How did my natural haircut re-appear? I came closer to the mirror, inspecting the new ghostly face I obtained. Just then I realised theres no pain in my chest, I couldnt feel the hurtful stone embracing my heart. More importantly...Where was my heart? I touched my chest. Its not beating. Its not beating?.. My jaw dropped, I saw a scared young man in the mirror.

Scared, but handsome...Unearthly handsome. Its... Its really me? My voice sounded like a chirping bird, so sonorous it was hard to believe my voice could sound like this. No, something was wrong. How come I feel so alive? Steps. I thought I heard steps somewhere not far away. I moved to the door instantly, not realising how fast it happened and tried to open it. No luck. It was obvious I had much more strength than 10 young men, but I couldnt open it. Let me out of here! What the hell is this place?! Why am I here?! I could feel my blood boiling as the anger spread through the whole body. Ouch! Something sharp pierced my lower lip, I touched it immediately just to feel something abnormal. No way. Fangs? I touched my teeth again, feeling two sharp fangs indeed. What the... My body slumped on the floor, I got dizzy suddenly. Just then the door opened and I saw two men in front of me. One of them was wearing blue skinny jeans and a yellow t-shirt. His hair was black, face blank, but I could tell his eyes were burning in anger. The other one had bronze hair, facial features a bit softer than his friends, eyes even darker than mine. He was wearing a baggy grey sweater and black jeans. Somehow I felt like he wasnt as angry as the other male, but my instincts warned me I should be careful. Yah, brat. The poker face squatted in front of me. Just because the prince turned you, it doesnt mean you can bang the door like a wild bull. He leaned closer and smelled me. Seriously, why did he even choose you? I should cut your throat, right here, right now. Wooyoung, stop it. The calm guy took him by the shirt collar and made him stand straight. You know Im right, Junsu.

It doesnt matter what I or you think. His wish is our command. Even now, he could be listening to your childish rant. I suggest you stop this before its too late. Junsu squatted in front of me. Kid, prepare yourself, because he wants to meet you. They were talking in riddles, I couldnt stand it, because I felt like a damn outsider. They looked like me in many aspects, but even an idiot could tell they were slightly hostile. Well, at least that Junsu guy had more control over his actions, than the poker face. Would you mind explaining me what the hell had happened? Oh, so the sleeping beauty wants an explanation, huh? Wooyoung sneered at me. What have I done to you, huh? I wont let him talk to me like this. What makes you think you can spill shit on me, without explaining anything? I have no idea what had happened to me! I jumped on my feet just to be dragged way too close to Wooyoungs face by my jacket collar. What have you done to me? He hissed, his eyes so close to mine that I could see my own reflection. I will tell you, brat. Wooyoung... Junsu placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down a bit. He stared at me for quite some time before talking again. Whispering, to be exact. Flash news, brat. Youre a vampire now. Thatd be cool with me if it wasnt him who did that. You know why? I shook my head. Chansung is the only pureblood we know and purebloods they dont turn anyone into a vampire. Do you have any idea how precious and unique his blood is? I shook my head again, feeling the pressure hitting my throat. Its priceless. Every vampire can

smell his blood within a few kilometres radius once its out of his system. Do you happen to know why it is a very bad thing? I was frozen, his eyes were piercing me like lion claws. Thats right, you wouldnt know, because you were a human just two days ago. You see, other vampires are hunting purebloods for their ancient powers. And yet, he turned you knowing all of this, knowing everyone will be looking for him once the sun sets down. Now tell me, what have you done to make him do this? I havent done anything. I saw he didnt believe me. Spill it! He hissed. I said I dont know! I was dying when he found me, okay?! I was a dead body basically! I pushed him away, even though it took a lot of strength to do so, but at least I had my own personal space. He was about to jump at me again, when Junsu stretched his arm and Wooyoung had to stop. I said, stop it. His voice was calm. You should feel he isnt lying. Newbies dont know how to do it. He smirked, coming closer to me. There are a few rules you should know though. One, everyone listens to Chansung; two, you cant touch him; three, you keep your mouth shut till he allows you to speak; four, respect your elders and dont yell at us and five be aware of other vampires, they know who turned you, they know whose blood is running through your veins. You are safe right now only because it was an order from Chansung. It was silent as everyone kept staring at each other, making sure I got the point. So, I cant do anything. Basically, yes. Junsu straightened his back, turning away from me. Follow us and if you

have any questions, which Im sure you do, ask me. Wooyoung is not in the mood. Damn right. Taking care of this newborn idiot wasnt in my daily schedule. So it was Wooyoung, who changed my outfit... I was staring at his back, following both of them silently. Maybe he wasnt a moron, but I guess the whole situation made him really angry. I felt like I could understand him completely protecting someone and failing to do so would aggravate me to no end. The hallway was unexpectedly long, I saw other vampires hiding in the shadows. No doubt, the hostily doubled as soon as I walked out of my room. Was it even my room? Is this dark place my new home? We reached a huge hall, the walls were black, but the floor was unexpectedly white. A white marble under my feet. I kept staring at it, but then Wooyoung caught my right arm and brought me on knees. Kneel down, idiot. He hissed and saw my questioning look. Hes here, be respectful. I lifted my head and saw him. Now that my vision wasnt blurry anymore and I could see everything crystal clear, not to mention I was able to see the details a regular human being wouldnt be able to see, i witnessed the beauty of this creature, who was walking towards the three of us. I could see other vampires kneeling in the shadows, but I wasnt interested in that at all. I was concentrated on Chansung fully. He was exceptional, not only because of his outer beauty. The prince was oozing an aura of nobility, his whole stature and pose emitted something unexplainable. The way his body moved

was so smooth it looked he wasnt touching the ground with his bare feet. I stared at his black leather pants and kept staring up just to notice he wasnt wearing anything on his upper body. He had a tiny necklace, decorating his sublime chest. When my eyes reached his face, I thought it was a sin to look at him the way I did, nevertheless, my eyes couldnt stop gazing at him. His long hair waved graciously with every step he took, face sharp and calm, just a tiny glint of a smile appearing slowly as the right corner of his lips curved ever so slightly. High nose made him look proud and those eyes... Dark with almost invisible silver shade. No one had eyes like these. I was hypnotised like a small child. Chansung stood in front of me like Adonis. No, I think even Adonis would be jealous of this creature. I couldnt comprehend the fact how everyone else could stare at the floor, acting all respectful. I remembered the rules suddenly, just when I was about to ask him something. I couldnt even remember what I wanted to ask about, but it seemed like Chansung knew about my inner battle as he squatted and lowered his head to my eye level. I heard everyone gasping. Do you remember what I told you? His voice was serene and smooth, deeper than mine. A playful smile decorated his noble face. I guess I have the permission to talk, Wooyoung squeezed my arm lightly. I belong to you. I spilled it so fast, I couldnt even understand myself, but he did. Right, everyone heard? He was looking around, getting a silent approval from every vampire. I kept staring at his necklace, it was black and shiny, looked like a teardrop. His voice made my eyes move to his face. I will teach you how to be...a vampire.

Even though I knew I was one of them, my mind still couldnt comprehend this. The memories of my past human life flooded suddenly, bringing the night I was supposed to die. I was sucked out of my memories instantly, when Chansung leaned too close to my ear, whispering against it. Im not the Reaper. I smelled in the scent of his silky locks, too bad I couldnt describe it. But it was definitely hypnotising. And fresh. I figured. My whisper brushed against his ear. I was enjoying the closeness as I wasnt allowed to touch him. I bet Wooyoung would kill me if he knew I touched Chansungs face with my bloody fingers. Chansung chuckled at my thought. What? He can read my mind? Yes, when Im so close to you. I could feel him smiling against my ear. I will give you some privacy now. He stood up and I felt like I lost something precious. Wooyoung, bring him later to me. I have to talk to Taecyeon. Ill let him know. Taecyeon is still working on his book. I felt softness in Junsus voice as he mentioned that Taecyeon person. Who was he anyway? He was walking away, not giving me a second glance. Chansungs bare back left my vision as Wooyoung pulled me up on my feet. Its disrespectful to stare at him like this. He hissed. How come he can hiss so much, his throat must hurt. I didnt know hes able to read my mind. I noted when Wooyoung was guiding me somewhere. You dont know a lot of things about him. Like we dont. Hes really powerful. Even though Wooyoung didnt show any emotion beside anger, I felt his admiration towards the pureblood.

Then, why are you protecting him? We respect him. And he wouldnt let us know if he has enough power to destroy hundreds of crazy vampires at once. Wooyoung shrugged his shoulders. And we owe him...A lot... He sighed, opening the door, letting me in what it seemed like a kitchen. Every vampire you saw here he saved us from becoming ruthless creatures. He saw my look of disbelief. What, you think vampires have no morals? True, some dont, but if only their masters abandon them. Some vampires are playing this way. They create a lot of newborns and leave them be. Thats when we come in. We destroy those idiots. And you will be helping us. Me? Yes, you moron. He poked my forehead roughly, making me take a few steps back. You are one of us now and youll have the best teacher one could dream of. Now everything clicked into my brain. I am here because they need more strength, but why was I turned by the pureblood they care about so much? I felt my fangs brushing against my lower lip. I was thirsty. T.B.C

Silver [part 3] Title : Silver [part 3] Characters/pairing : ChanHo (mentions of TaecSu) Rating : PG-13 Word count: 2723 Author's note: Junho meets someone similar to him and feeds for the first time. The underground palace was huge, Wooyoung kept showing me new rooms, which I barely could memorise. The only place I was able to get into my head was massive ancient library meant only for night creatures. I was sure to visit it again, maybe Ill find some answers to my questions, since Junsu wasnt here with me and Wooyoung still had this unpleasant attitude towards me. How many vampires are living here? This thought was bugging me the whole time we were walking. I wanted to know how many vampires would want to protect Chansung, or maybe I just wanted to know how many vampires Chansung had saved. Around twenty. We went past the black hall where I met Chansung an hour ago. I was still amazed by the white marble floor. Thats not a lot for a huge place like this one.

Some of them are living outside the underground palace. Pretending to be human, working. Wooyoung explained. Except for Taecyeon, he works as a writer, but he lives here. He goes under some anonymous name and earns us money. I was glad Wooyoung was more talkative, not so rude. Perhaps my pure interest was the reason he calmed down. Oh, money... Were not stealing unless we have no choice. Wooyoung smirked, glancing at me. Believe it or not, we have to pay bills for electricity. I chuckled. Vampire paying bills, it must be something from fantasy books. I bet it costs a lot to have electricity in this underground. We entered another dark corridor, lit by tiny lamps. I realised why the lighting isnt very bright vampires are able to see more than simple human beings. Creatures of night are bound to be able to live in the darkness, at least that was my assumption. Yeah, but we dont spend everything on it. Some of us have hobbies or just wants to learn something new. When you live for so long, you have to keep yourself from boredom. His words made me think about the endless future, what am I going to do? Now I understood the importance of that personal library. Wooyoung halted suddenly. Ill take him to the elevator. A tall man appeared suddenly, his short spiky black hair framed the sharp face, cheekbones accenting dark almond-shaped eyes. He caught my gaze as I inspected his flawless face. Im Taecyeon. Nice to meet you. I bowed, realising I was staring too much, but he had this strange feeling about him, like he had something in common with me and I couldnt explain it. I felt close to

him for some reason. Im Junho. I know. His teeth showed up, smiling brightly at me. He was the second person after Chansung who smiled at me since I was turned. It felt nice to see that smile, it was somewhat comforting. I noticed Wooyoung wasnt here anymore - I need to work on my vampire skills, I doze off too much. Lets go. I was walking beside him, noticing the expensive black suit he was wearing. Taecyeons low voice interrupted my thoughts. Ah, finally, someone similar to me. He glanced at my face, still smiling. What do you mean? Cant you feel it? You should be able to sense it. We stopped in front of the elevator, which looked unbelievably old. Was it even supposed to work? The elevator door was a see-through kind, iron flowers decorating metal stripes, they had this dark green colour, though the paint was peeling off. Uh, something, yes... I didnt notice when I started gazing at his neck, a juicy vein to be exact. My fangs were itchy. Oh boy, youre so hungry. He laughed at me, I stood like a child, waiting for a punishment. Youll get your first meal soon. Even though my fangs were driving me crazy, I was intrigued by his previous question. What do you mean Im like you? Taecyeon leaned on the wall, his shoulder against it. I was turned by a pureblood. Just like you. And no, its not Chansung. He mustve seen my eye-brows rising. He found me though.

It mustve been long time ago, according to the fact purebloods are almost extinct species. My logic seemed to work faster with every minute. How old are you? Over three hundred years old. Chansungs serene voice reached my ears, I felt my fangs brushing against my lips. It seemed like Chansungs presence made my thirst increase dramatically. It took all of my inner strength just to keep myself standing straight. He came to the elevator and opened the door, it was the kind where you had to do it yourself. Pretty old thing. Chansung changed his outfit, no bare feet or torso anymore. He had this casual outfit, which consisted of black elegant shoes, black jeans, red shirt and silk velvet black jacket. There isnt such clothe that wouldnt look good on his lean yet muscular body. Come in. I hurried into the elevator, Chansung closed the iron door behind his back and pushed the button. I was admiring the iron flowers, which had holes and I could see everything through them. I gasped when I saw Junsu appearing out of nowhere, circling his arms around Taecyeons waist and sinking his fangs into the taller vampires neck, while the latter just held him close, his fingers ruffling Junsus hair. I lowered my eyes to the floor quickly. I felt like I saw something very intimate. Are you surprised? About them. Chansung had his arms crossed on his chest, face without any expression that could let me guess any of his emotions. I nodded my head, still not knowing whether I can talk to him or not. I lowered my eyes.Theyve been together for about two hundred years. Taecyeon turned him. Chansungs shoes entered my vision as I kept staring at the floor he was so close to me I

closed my eyes to avoid the temptation to look at his veins, full of blood. His index finger touched my chin, lifting it lightly. Open your mouth. I had no idea what was about to happen, but I complied, knowing he can read me like an open book. His mesmerising gaze locked on my lips as his thumb brushed against my lower lip, wiping traces of blood I made by biting on soft flesh. Slowly, he leaned in, licking his thumb, last tiny drop of my blood he wiped. It was torturing, seeing him licking my blood so casually. You can talk to me whenever you want when we are alone. Chansung took a step back and I noticed the elevator had already stopped we reached the top floor or so I assumed. What..about the rules? I felt like I was breaking them, but getting approval from Chansung himself mustve meant I wasnt really breaking them. I followed him upstairs to the rooftop. We stopped just in front of the door, which lead to it. Junsu likes living by the rules. He knows Im not fond of them, but I let him do as he wants if it makes him feel better. Just when were alone, you can be yourself. Chansung opened the door, letting the breeze flow inside the building. I couldnt tell if it was cold or warm outside, but knowing it was middle of the winter it mustve been really cold. I couldnt feel it at all and it was the strangest feeling, even stranger than the fact I was a vampire now. Everything felt surreal. We reached the edge of the rooftop. I wasnt a fan of heights, but the next thing Chansung told me to do made me think if I really heard him right. Excuse me? You want me to jump to that rooftop, which is 5 floors lower than this rooftop? Exactly. His smile was playful, it didnt make me feel any better though. Dont be afraid, you are a vampire.

I think thats too much for the beginning. The more you resist, the more you get hungry which is a bad thing, Junho. The playful smile was gone, Chansung wasnt joking and I could tell he meant business at this point. You know Im right here. Whatever bad might happen to you, I will help you even before you think about it. His words were encouraging, but at the same time I felt like it was a silent threat. Whatever it was, it worked, because I landed on that damn rooftop quite neatly, except for that part where I rolled a few meters and Chansung laughed at me, catching my shoulders and making me stand straight on feet. His expressions were so unexpected, just when he was laughing at me, the next second I saw a frown on his perfect face. Youll get to used to it, but for now we need to find a human for you. Your first meal. I couldnt comprehend his words, referring to humans like to a dish. Yes, I am a vampire, but how I switch so fast? I-I dont know... Junho, do you have any idea why did I turn you? Chansung leaned on the edge of the rooftop, not paying any attention to my scared face. No... Because you are brave. Even when you thought I was the Reaper- I gasped, he knew it. Yes, and even then you didnt call for help, you didnt call for God. You didnt beg for his forgiveness, instead, you despised him, you said you hated him. I saw something irresistible in you I saw how determined and brave you were even in situation where any other human being wouldve asked for help or called for God. I havent seen a human like that in ages.

Thats why I wanted to have you by my side. Your inner strength, your carnal instincts, your stubborn character everything makes me want to have you. I havent felt like that in ages, its so refreshing. You wouldnt know what Im talking about, but you have the chance to experience the life I gave you. My gift isnt for anyone. He turned to me, cupping my face with his pale fingers. I could feel his nails digging into my skin. You belong to me. Dont ever forget this. I didnt want to be someones property, but Chansung wasnt someone. And even though I was much more younger than him, much more insignificant in vampire world, I could feel the depth of his words seeping through me like a ghost. I made a promise to myself Ill never betray his trust, because the gift I gained was far more precious than every single piece of gold in this planet. Chansung is my master. Who should drink from first? I analyzed people, who were running in the streets, probably going to see their families. That female. Chansung pointed his finger at brown haired girl, who looked lost. She had a bad day and it looks like shes a virgin. Dont look at me like this. I know this sounds like a story from a vampire book, but virgins are the best tasting ones. He smirked, concentrating his eyes on her. To my surprise, her body moved closer to the dark alley. Was I lured in by him like her? How do you do that? Through my mind. Its easy, since humans dont use all of their brain power. Once we get into their minds, we can control their actions. Girls are easiest to control, especially sad ones. I saw the girl walking towards the alley, not knowing what was about to happen. She stood still

once she reached the darkest corner, we were four floors above her. Now listen, Junho. Since it your first time, you have to be careful. I mean really careful, you cant kill her. When you feed, the most important thing is to not suck your victim dry. What would happen if I did? How do I say this... You might go berserk, an emotional breakdown. You might do much more damage to yourself than to your victim. I... Im afraid. I know. Chansung hopped on the edge of the rooftop and waved his hand to follow him. This time it was easier to land on my feet, but the absent-minded girl didnt even look at us. Chansung sure did a great job taking over her mind. He pushed me to the girl, placing my arms around her waist. Hold her, you dont want the girl to fall on the ground in the middle of feeding. His words seemed cold, it didnt look like he cared much about her. After all, she was just a meal to him. I was a human not too long ago, just like her. I was hesitating, but the her warm pulse in front of my nose was too tempting, it looked like my fangs moved to their own accord and I sank them into the poor girls neck. I cant even begin describing the feeling when I felt the blood rushing into my mouth, the hot liquid warming me up, making me feel more alive and stronger. I was too lost in the pleasure to notice Chansung telling me to stop. My mind was telling me I should listen to him, but I was so hungry and the blood felt too delicious I just couldnt pry my fangs away from her neck. I felt like I was about to suck the last drop of blood, when a pair of strong arms ripped my body away from the dead girls. I couldnt understand what was happening at the moment, but

an avalanche of my human memories flooded my brain. I saw my father, my mother and my sister. She was just as young as the girl Ive just killed. I coughed, trying to get away from the tight embrace, but Chansung held me with all his strength and my struggling was pointless. I felt the concrete under my body Chansung was holding me from behind, we mustve fallen on the ground as I was struggling. My first panic was fading away slightly and I felt more aware of my surroundings. One of the purebloods hands was circled around my waist, whilst the other one ruffled my hair, trying to calm me down. His long legs were pressing against my sides, making sure I stay in one place. I was like a baby. A baby vampire. And the only person, who could control me right now was doing it in a very gentle way, even though I was still panting like a wild dog, blood running down my chin. My sister, shes just like my sister... My family... I wanted to cry, but it seemed like I didnt have this privilege anymore. All I could do was whining and frowning. Shhh...Junho, its okay. Calm down. Chansung was rocking us back and forth, his hands loosening slightly as he felt I wasnt going to jump and do something stupid. After a few more minutes of my whining and panting, I relaxed my body against Chansungs chest, feeling secure, but still thinking about my family. I want to see them. Dont ever go to see them. Chansung hissed, his lips near my ear. You are not allowed to see them. Forget about your family. How... I froze. Am I banned from seeing my family? Junho, forget about them. I am your family now. Chansung tightened both of his arms around my waist. You are not human anymore.

I lowered my head and stared at Chansungs hands on my abdomen. I felt trapped. Not human... I whispered. Chansung moved his body in front of me and took out a white napkin. Clean your face. He stood up, staring at the dead body on the pavement. Junsu, take him home. To my surprise, Junsu was on the same rooftop weve been standing on fifteen minutes ago. I was still in shock, but I was able to notice how Chansung glanced at me with a slight frown on his face, the beautiful features making his face look even more sad. I felt guilty for making him sad. I knew I mustve hurt his feelings, but at the moment I was too selfish. Only after some time I understood what it meant to be hurt by the one you love. T.B.C Silver [part 4] Title : Silver [part 4] Characters/pairing : ChanHo Rating : PG-13 Word count: 2911 Author's note: phew, it's getting longer. A fight, friendship and bonding. Part 3

Sleep. It was so much different, I wouldnt call it sleeping. Its more like a temporary selfhibernation. Since vampires dont get tired or sleepy, they dont really need the sleep, but hibernation is a way to collect your thoughts, make some important decisions and just pass the

time. One part of my brain was resting, but the other was well aware of the surroundings. My body was like a log at the moment, stiff and lifeless. That was vampire hibernation. I felt Junsu coming to my room, obviously to continue on my training. A few days ago he and Wooyoung came to teach me some fighting techniques I had to join them in destroying brainless vampires, the abandoned and mad ones. It was the seventh day of harsh training. Both of them didnt go easy on me, especially after Junsu witnessed my first feeding. That was also the reason why they kept giving me prepared blood bags before doing any physical activities. According to Junsu, the first week is the most tiresome for a newborn in aspects of thirst. Since I was a newborn, I felt an enormous craving for blood. I was so thirsty I couldnt stop staring at their veins, whenever they got exposed during the training. One week had almost ended and I could tell my thirst was subsiding, Ive got more control over it. But there was the other thing that couldnt stop eating me from the inside I havent seen Chansung after my first failed feeding. The guilt I felt was getting stronger as I kept thinking about the strength of my words that mightve gotten my master. I was blabbing about my family when he protected me and wanted me to think of him as his family. I was hoping hed forgive me soon, because honestly, it was hard not being able to feel his presence by my side. Junsu attacked me, with his claws spread wide (I was amused by the fact vampires can have cat-like claws), but I jumped higher than he had expected and kicked his back, making him smash into shocked Wooyoung, who was about to jump on my back. I landed safely, turning around and seeing Wooyoung clapping his palms, Junsu getting off of his body. I have to admit, brat, you have a huge talent. There wasnt a newborn, whod be able to defend against us. I smiled, seeing Wooyoung excited was a new experience and it seemed like I got acknowledged little by little. Maybe Chansung sensed the hidden talent. Junsu brushed the dust off of his white jeans. I think we can go outside now. Junsu picked up his silver sword, a rare masterpiece from Japanese swordsman. I was marvelled by its beauty, the shape was perfect. It was silver, the

only thing that could kill a vampire as soon as it pierced the cold heart. I was slightly scared at the same time. He doesnt have a sword, I wont give him mine. Wooyoung clutched his sword tight, it wasnt as fancy as Junsus, but the silver blade was enough of a threat for any night creature. How come Wooyoungs sword is so plain compared to yours? I looked at Junsu, he was smirking at the short haired vampire. Because hes a very young vampire. Hes only fifty years old. Junsu pinched his cheek, making Wooyoung frown. Wow I thought he was older, acting all bossy around me sure made him look like he was as old as Junsu. Yah, that doesnt mean you can feel equal to me. His eyes were threatening me, but I didnt think much of it he didnt mean it. It was strange I could feel their emotions. When will I get mine? I wasnt fascinated by the idea of ripping vampires hearts out of their chests with my claws all the time. When Chansung approves of your skills. Junsus answer was short and simple. The question was - when will this day come?

Junsu was in front of me and Wooyoung behind my back we were soaring through the night sky, jumping on the rooftops in a speed impossible for humans eye to catch on. The weather felt fresh, well, it would after being held for one week in the underground palace. My senses caught casual chatters, laughter, homemade food smell, a crow flying somewhere near us. Just when I was about to reach the peak of my enjoyment, Junsu stopped, landing in a dark street. Both of you, wait here. Ill be back soon. He disappeared.

Where did he go? I was looking at Wooyoung. I dont know, maybe he felt a newborn wandering. Hes probably checking out the territory. Wooyoung was about to sit down, when our ears caught sounds of someone walking and rustling. This neighbourhood wasnt very lively, it had a lot of old factories and for someone to wander at a time like this wasnt a very wise decision. My nose caught this sharp smell. I glanced at Wooyoung, he nodded looking at me. It was a smell of blood. There was only one light working in this street, but we didnt need it to see two night creatures coming right at us. I felt the anger behind my back, it wasnt only the anger, I felt desperation and treachery. But Wooyoung was staring only at the two vampires in front of us when I whispered. There are more of them behind our backs. Three of them. What?! Wooyoung hissed, taking a quick look behind our backs. Fuck, what is this shit. Five of them in total. And where the hell is Junsu. We were in disadvantage and we knew it. I had the agility and strength, but I didnt have a weapon whereas Wooyoung had a weapon, but he was a tad bit slower than me. Theyre well organised, be careful. My partner looked calm, but I felt the inner battle going on inside of him. There was no doubt Wooyoung was confused. Ill do whats in my power. I smiled at him, just right before the two vampires jumped to attack Wooyoung. I wanted to help him, but the other three gave me no time to do so. I jumped high, kicking on someones back, crashing his body to the ground, but the second vampire grabbed my arm and threw me to the wall. I was able to avoid the crash as I did a backflip, kicking my offender in the face and scratching his neck with my claws. His blood was spraying like a fountain. I saw Wooyoung stabbed one of his attackers, but he had a huge trouble with the other one, which was as tall as Taecyeon, maybe even taller. I used too much time analyzing Wooyoungs battle, that second was stolen as two strong arms caught me from behind and a pair of fangs

sunk into my shoulder, making me scream in pain. Somehow, I managed to kick his leg and break it in five places, but the second vampire caught me, an ancient knife in his hand. Id recognise that type of metal anywhere it was silver. No! I screamed and tried to push his hand away, but the other vampire, whose leg was injured, ripped my blood soaked shirt and sunk his teeth into my other shoulder. I was praying for help, the only person I could think of was Chansung. Just then I saw a silver blade right in front of my eyes, the distance between it and my eye was ridiculous. I saw blood on the tip of the sword, my enemy disappeared in front of my eyes, wind carrying the dust away. I felt the other vampire backing away and when I turned my head I saw Chansung holding him by the neck, almost crashing it into tiny pieces. D-dont kill me, please. The vampire hissed, his face the best definition of fright. I-Ill tell you anything you want! Trash, you know nothing. Chansung hissed, crushing his neck, making him wriggle in pain, his legs hanging in the air. Chansung placed the other hand on the coughing vampires chest and he did something I couldnt ever imagine Chansung was capable of. I could hear the vampires heart shattering into pieces inside of his body, just with what itd look like a simple touch on his chest. Chansung exploded the vampires heart, shredded it into tiny pieces without using anything but the ancient pureblood power he had. I was too shocked to see Wooyoungs jaw dropping on the ground, I wasnt the only one, who witnessed a power like this. Chansung looked so calm it was terrifying. He sheathed his sword and brushed the remains of vampire dust off his palms. I wasnt able to say anything. Hell, I couldnt even blink or move, not only because I lost half of my blood, but because my masters presence was overwhelming. The pureblood looked at me finally, concern in his pale face. Your body His words made me look at my own body, just to notice I was half naked, my shoulder, chest and abdomen covered

in blood, two closing wounds on each shoulder. I glanced at Wooyoung, whose eyes were still as wide as before. He was fine, I exhaled closing my eyes. These vampires!.. Junsu screamed, landing near me. His clothes were ripped too. Two of them got me. The anger was radiating from him. Chansung came closer and threw his jacket to me, his loose grey sweater flapping because of the strong wind. He turned to Junsu. This was well planned, wasnt it? Definitely. Two of them lured me away, and the rest of them attacked Wooyoung and Junho. Do you think?.. Chansung glared at Junsu, a sign not to speak anymore. Probably. He squatted in front of me as I was still kneeling on the pavement. You did well, Junho. The pureblood stood up. Junsu, you know what to do. He nodded to Wooyoung and left us.

Taecyeon was on the rooftop, gazing at the streets when Chansung joined him and squeezed his shoulder lightly. Looking for your inspiration? You know my inspiration is always by my side. Well, that is when you dont ask him to play with your boy. Taecyeon smiled at Chansung, who had a playful grin on his face. Sorry, my friend. The pureblood hugged him, hands circling around Taecyeons waist, forehead pressing to the taller vampires chest. I feel tired. How come? Taecyeon hugged him back, fingers brushing against the soft material on Chansungs back. He knew very well what Chansung was talking about he didnt mean the physical fatigue, it was simply impossible for a vampire. SometimesSometimes I wish everything could be not so complicated Chansung could smell Junsu all over Taecyeons body, it didnt bother him at all. He was used to it by now, the

only thing he really wanted right now was Taecyeons support. He was the closest friend, a trustworthy companion. I heard about the fight. Taecyeon pulled away slightly, looking at the dark orbs, silver colour becoming more vivid in the moonlight. They must know about Junho. I know, its dangerous. Chansung tightened his grip on Taecs shirt. Im sorry to say this, but what were you thinking, turning him in the middle of the city. You shouldve brought him here at least. You know these walls would contain the smell of your blood inside the palace. Taecyeon was the only person, who had the nerve to scold Chansung, even if it was once a fifty year. Im well aware of that! He pulled away, leaning on the edge of the rooftop, his hands touching old bricks. You think I didnt understand what I was doing? Do you want to die?! Taecyeon yelled, he had an ominous feeling about Chansungs recent attitude towards his own life. No. He smiled. Not now. I swear, sometimes you act like a kid. I feel like an old geezer at moments like these when youre the one, who has been living for hell knows how many centuries. Taecyeon placed a hand on his waist, looking at Chansungs calm profile. Youre the only one, who can act like a geezer in front of me. He chuckled, turning his back to the taller vampire. This privilege belongs only to you, Taec. And the privilege of making you act stupid-non-pureblood-like belongs to the kid, I suppose. He makes me feel alive. Chansung felt Taecyeons arms wrapping around his waist, sharp chin being placed on his shoulder.

Are you going to do the final bonding with him? Taecyeons deep voice was like a lullaby to Chansungs ears, soothing and serene. I have no choice, do I? It seems so. Chansung turned around and kissed Taecyeons cheek, whispering a sincere Thank you.

I was finishing the last bag of blood, scratching the already healed wound on my shoulder. It surely felt unpleasant to be bitten by some idiot vampire. How come Chansungs bite didnt feel too painful? Perhaps I was too concentrated on my death at that time. Yeah, must be it. I tossed the empty bag, licking the straw. Suddenly, I felt this strange power invading my brain, telling me I should go to the second floor of the underground palace, turn to the right, go to the end of the hallway, turn to the left and enter the last door. I found myself staring at the door knob. I was already there without even realizing it. It must be Chansung. If I was a human, my heart would be jumping in anticipation. I opened the door and saw a giant aquarium installed in the black marble wall. Chansung was standing in front of it, his eyes following movements of tropical fishes. How are you? He inquired, turning to look at me slowly. Im fine. The blood bag helped to heal faster. Vampire bites takes a bit longer to heal. He moved towards me, his loose sweater exposing protrusive collarbones. Chansung brushed fingers through his raven locks, standing in front of me. It wasnt the first time I saw him playing with his hair, but every time it looked breathtaking. Something about his actions always seemed seductive, maybe it was because vampires have the natural powers of luring people for their own purposes. I gulped a lump of unnecessary air.

I dont know what to do with your jacket, its dirty. Why was I even talking about it Forget about it. We have something important to do. Chansung took my wrist and smelled it, closing his eyes while doing so. He parted his lips and I saw his sharp white marble-like fangs. Soon, it pierced my wrist, making me feel weak in the knees, my forehead pressing against the purebloods chest as he sucked on my wrist. Ahh I couldnt understand how I made that embarrassing noise, but Chansung stopped drinking my blood, licking the bitten flesh slowly. I felt slightly wobbly, my fingers grasping at his sides, the soft material being stretched. Chansung cupped my face, making me look right into his marvellous eyes. Drink my blood. Eh, what? I thought I misheard him. You have to drink my blood. He was serious, his thumbs brushing against my temples. Wait, why? I couldnt understand what was making him say this. How can I bite him? Everyone in the palace would come to kill me instantly. The precious ancient blood would attract everyones attention in a blink of an eye. There was no way I could do that. This is the final bonding. Taecyeon told everyone about it, dont worry. I imagined Wooyoung, trying to rip my throat apart. Do as I say. Chansung cut his neck with his nail, blood running down the crook of his neck slowly. That smell got me instantly, I couldnt hold myself anymore and latched my lips onto the wound made just for me. I didnt know what the so called final bonding was, but Chansungs blood was like ambrosia, it felt so powerful, it contained so much exceptional strength and his feelings. Everything seeped right through my veins, my whole body. The strangest thing was I felt Chansungs body warmth as he hugged me tightly, our knees hitting the floor. Enough. His painful whisper was more than enough for me to stop. I licked the wound, making sure there wasnt a single drop of his precious blood left.

As soon as I pulled away from his neck, I felt the heated tingling in my whole body. I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth forcefully. The amount of power I got from Chansung was indescribable. It was unique. I felt his hand caressing my right cheek. If anything happens to you Ill know the same second. If anything happens to me youll know it immediately as well. Junho, the thing weve just did is the most precious thing for purebloods in vampire world. I hope you fully understand what I gave you. Youre part of me and likewise. This is called the final bonding. His words made me understand the extent, the importance of this sacred ritual. What made him give a unique gift like this one? It was too early, even I could tell it. Why? Deep inside my mind, my dead heart, I felt like I knew the answer. I didnt want to believe it, I didnt want to believe he wanted to leave this world soon. I wont let him. T.B.C

Silver [part 5] Title : Silver [part 5] Characters/pairing : ChanHo, (side TaecSu) Rating : PG-13 Author's note: This chapter contains more obvious TaecSu and ChanHo ;) and is Wooyoung about to meet someone new? The second floor hallway was empty, no sign of anyone loitering, except for Taecyeon. He was marching back and forth, just in case someone would try to sneak in and witness the final bonding. He trusted everyone, who was living in the underground palace, but he couldnt help his instincts to protect the pureblood. Therefore, Taecyeon was lurking there silently, minding his own business. After all, he was the second person in terms of power here, meaning, he felt obliged to make sure everything goes smoothly for the pair in the aquarium room. The smell of Chansungs blood was fading away slowly the final bonding mustve gone well. Taecyeon exhaled out of pure habit - vampires dont really need to breathe, but it feels better to do it. He couldnt get rid of this habit, especially because he was one of those vampires, who did communicate with humans the most. Being a writer requires it. Taecyeon smiled, halting just right after he came down stairs. Sneaky hands covered his eyes from behind, a silent chuckle caressing the back of his neck. Still not tired of this game after more than two hundred years? Taecyeon took those hands in his, turning around swiftly. Two hundred seventy five, may I correct you. Junsu smirked, lifting Taecyeons hands slowly and placing them on his shoulders. He leaned closer, grabbing Taecyeons tie, making him to do the same. Nothings changed. Junsu touched the taller vampires cheekbone, stroking it gently. Still as handsome as before.

Taecyeon kissed him, his fingers ruffling Junsus hair as the younger vampire pushed him to the wall, his tongue brushing against Taecyeons fangs and tongue, hands wandering on the firm chest. Junsu pulled away quickly, as Taecyeon bit the smaller vampires lower lip. Sorry, got carried away. Taecyeon smiled, licking Junsus lower lip as an apology. We know it was on purpose. Junsu didnt look too happy, only because he was used to biting Taecyeon first. So bossy Deal with it. Junsu turned around, walking away from Taecyeon. They stepped into their room, a really huge one they shared. Blue walls surrounding the large space, filled with furniture, the accent of this room was a huge king sized bed with white silk sheets on top of it. Junsu sat down on the edge of the bed, elbows pressing against his knees, chin in his palms. Taecyeon knew Junsu wasnt angry because of the accidental bite. There was something more behind that frown. Taecyeon sat down behind Junsu, making the younger vampire lay on his chest. Ill have to go out soon, my editor called me. Junsu just mumbled something back, noticing Taecyeons fingers unbuttoning his black shirt. Im not in the mood. Junsu grabbed the taller vampires hands, kissing the knuckles gently. Whats bothering you? His hands rested on Junsus waist. You know it Junsu moved his body, so that hed face Taecyeon. Now he was the ne unbuttoning Taecyeons shirt. Not only he turned the kid, he made the final bonding with him. I cant comprehend how a pureblood can give a gift like that to a newborn. Are you jealous?

What?! Junsu seemed offended. You know its nothing like that. Youre with me and likewise, why the hell would I be jealous. Are you trying to justify your best friend, Taecyeon? You know he did wrong. Why didnt you try to talk some sense into him! How can I do that? You know I cant stop him. All I can do is support him! Both of them fell silent, staring at each other. Its only a question of time before anything happens. There are more and more abandoned newborns and someone is pulling the strings behind this! We know Chansung is powerful, but we dont know if itd be possible to kill an army of crazy vampires! Wooyoung felt someone watching him the other day, not only him. Something is going to happen, Im telling you! Junsu smacked the sheets, his knees digging deeper into the bed. Only because Chansung is rebelling for hell knows who or what, it doesnt mean he can put all of us in danger when were the ones, who are trying to protect him! We might be attacked anytime, you might be killed right in front of my eyes! I dont want this to happen! Junsu hissed, his dark eyes burning. Taecyeon gave an apologetic smile before embracing his lover. Dont worry about me, Im not that weak. I know. He huffed. Sorry. Dont be sorry, Im glad youre still crazy about me after two hundred and seventy five years. He giggled, feeling Junsus fangs sinking into his chest. Damn, youre sneaky. Ive lost the count, which day was it? It seemed like I was showered by Chansungs attention all the time, day and night. He has been teaching me a lot, the secrets of vampires, the way of their living. I consumed everything in my brain, every single word, every single whisper, every single glance Chansung gave me. The power I gained that night made my empathy skills bloom in thousands of shades. I couldnt read Chansungs or any other vampires mind, but it didnt

mean I was in disadvantage. I felt everything, every little change in their mood. What was left for me interpretation. My second and following feeding rituals were successful, I gained control over my actions and I knew Chansung was watching me. I felt safe, just like him. It seemed like my presence, expressions and character amused my pureblood. Yes, deep in my mind I called him like this. His existence was the most precious thing in my life. Chansungs touch was different than any other vampires, I felt his body temperature, which would rise slightly after caressing my pale skin. I was the same, and the only logic conclusion I made in this state of bliss was those things were happening because of the final bonding. I cherished his gift, it was invaluable. I felt like I was a sponge, absorbing every little thing that happened while being together. Even when he was somewhere else and I was improving my fighting skills (which upgraded with the final bonding), I felt truly complete. There was this serenity inside of my chest and I knew Chansung was fine. And when I felt a slight change in his mood, the most important task for me was to lift his spirits, which I was able to do really well. By the end of the month I knew I was his antidote, I was his pill of happiness and I was the one, who had the power to cure his boredom. Somehow, I forgot about myself. I forgot about the most valuable things I had before greeting my new life of eternal night. I adored my pureblood completely. We were sitting in the park, completely empty, because human beings were afraid of the pitch black park there were no lights. The only source of brightness was on the other side of the street, a line of stores and restaurants. It looked like to two different worlds on each side of the street. One was full of life, lights, people and constant chattering and the other one was silent and simply dark, the only sound came from trees, leaves brushing against one another roughly. I stood up, watching people, hands in my jacket pockets. Theyre in a hurry.

Chansung smiled at my profile, crossing his long legs. Tomorrows Christmas. Do you want me to buy something for you? I turned my head, seeing a wide grin on his face. Im not a Christian. But Ill get my present from you. The pureblood pointed his index finger at my throat. I was used to him sucking my blood occasionally. I didnt get to do the same though, it was obvious I wont get to do it ever again. Itd be like committing a crime. I saw a sudden change in his face, fear growing inside his body. I turned my head to the other side of the street, a tiny flower shop and a fragile woman closing the door behind her. No I gasped, my mother was dressed in black, it looked like she had a few gray strands in her long hair. She was looking at the ground, a bouquet of white lilies in her thin fingers. At that moment, my brain concentrated only on my mothers thoughts I was able to read them, she was still a fragile human. She wasnt thinking about anything else, except for her son and how she was going to put that bouquet on his grave. She was so lost, she didnt know anything about her son. My poor mother didnt know I was on the other side of that busy street, watching her with what it seemed like a dagger inside my chest. I took a step forward, I wanted to hold her so much my hands were trembling. Suddenly, I felt a tight grasp on my wrist and a wave of sadness behind my back. I-Im sorry I whispered as Chansung turned my body around. Poor boy, your love for your mother is hurting you so much. Too bad vampires cant cry. Im not the only one in pain. And she isnt the only one too. Youre in pain as well, Chansung. I looked up at his flawless face, trying to fight the wish to chase my mother. Your empathy is astonishing. Can you feel anything else coming from me? His fingers brushed against my cheeks. I thought maybe I was wrong, but the warmth he was giving me wasnt physical this time. It overshadowed the sadness he was emitting.

Have you been suppressing this? Its new. I forgot about my mother, the unknown feeling coming from Chansung was definitely overtaking my senses. Ive been waiting For the right moment to show it to you. His face got dangerously close to mine, Chansungs hair tickling my skin. Were more than a family, Junho Whatever I was thinking about was brushed away with a gentle touch of the purebloods lips against mine. I closed my eyes, circling my greedy arms around his neck and letting him press my body closer to his by embracing my waist. Chansungs tongue teased mine, pushing its way deeper into my mouth. He was so eager I didnt want to stop, the lust I felt oozing out from his heated body was making me tremendously dizzy. I heard a silent moan escaping his throat as I brushed my fang against his upper lip, my tongue licking the lower one. Even though we were vampires, breathing in this situation was a must, holding in the air wasnt a wise thing to do as we were flaming inside our veins, blood rushing through the vessels. Chansung broke the kiss, breathing on my lips. I pressed my forehead to his, hands travelling down his upper body. I love you too Was all I managed to whisper, before his lustful lips attacked mine once again. By the end of the night I couldnt think of anything else, but my eternal lover. I was hoping my family would forget about my past existence soon. I buried them deep down in my silent heart.

Wooyoung was sitting on a rooftop, alone this time. Junsu was too busy bidding a farewell to his partner. The youngest vampire was left all alone, it was his job to watch over the territory. In fact, Wooyoung was slightly irritated, he didnt want to fight against newborns alone. The other thing was he couldnt act bossy in front of Junho anymore. It hurt his pride that a

newborn got such a privilege to get a taste of the ancient blood. No, it wasnt that bad, the final bonding seemed wrong, it was too fast. But Wooyoung couldnt do anything. He was swaying his leg, not minding the height of the building. He wasnt afraid of it, itd be strange for a vampire to be afraid of heights. Chansung and Junho just left the elevator, soaring through the night sky. Wooyoung wanted to follow them, just in case, but something kept him glued to the concrete rooftop. The pair had disappeared from his eye sight and he was about to inspect his sword for the eighty fifth time that night, but a sudden movement and unfamiliar scent awakened Wooyoungs sharp senses. He stood up quickly, eyeing the night shadows, when he finally saw a person. Wooyoung gripped on the haft of his sword and jumped the same direction the unknown person was moving to. He knew it was someone not from their coven. Moreover, it was a female vampire. T.B.C