Blood Bath. Private

[Sarubia]

This is a role play between Divinitate and Sarubia.
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[Divinitate]

[[Accidently hacked my neighbors while sitting here typing this... 2 1/2 pages. Got a little... over PG-13 > n >;;;;]]

There are tales of creatures who walk the night. Of beings who feed off of humanity. They're mere whispers of truth, with humans having long forgotten that they were indeed prey. Prey to the vampires. The rulers of the night. So when ever a story of a tall, elegantly dressed man cropped up people would often dismiss the tales. Why would they want to believe that a noble was a blood sucker? It was unfathomable to them.

That's how it was. Always living in the shadows. Always nothing more then a fairy tale to please the small children. So when a tall, tan skinned man walked into a pub it was of no consequence to the silly humans. It made no never mind to them that he stood out. After all a beautiful man was something to be valued, cherished. And man was he cherished. Cherished by a lot of the women he passed. They gawked at his tall, lean body. Stared at his messy blonde hair and its random glints of black and blue. They were captivated by his odd eyes. A few stared at him intently, almost like predators looking at prey.

Little did they know he was the predator... and they were the prey. It made him smirk, an expression that made a few of the women squeal and swoon. He walked gracefully to the bar, music pulsating all around as he took a stool and pushed it away, making space for his thin body. Why should he sully himself with sitting? After all was he not finely dressed? Oh lord he was... Even though he wasn't in era clothing, like he liked doing, he still looked stunning.

He wore a simple strapless dress that fell to his mid thighs. It was a lovely blue gray with black crosses inverted on the front. They ran from his left shoulder to his right hip. Underneath that he wore white and black skinny jeans. These hugged his hips nicely, and would have accented his nice shapely legs and rear if he hadn't hidden those with his dress. On either arm he wore elbow length fingerless gloves Accenting these were silver bangles, occupying both wrists. Lastly he wore a pright blue flower in his blonde hair, and black Converse. He was dressed for the time. Or at least that's what he had hoped to accomplish.

So when he leaned on the bar, black bangs falling over his multicoloured eyes, he wasn't expecting anything less then pure and utter admiration from those around him. He expected, and craved their looks. It fueled his super massive ego. It made him excited, and only fueled his need to feed. Licking his lips he looked straight at the glass bar, contemplating his next move. He knew he was being watched, he could feel their eyes on him. He could feel that a few of them were even undressing him in their minds. It pleased him, and he looked up slowly, flipping his head a little to make his bangs move from his face.

Flashing a grin at the bartender he reveled at how his new piercing felt. He'd just recently pierced his upper lip, in the center. He believed the humans called it a 'Medusa'. It felt nice, and the small stud he had in there was a pale blue, to match his left eye. He was keen on matching, so he had a lovely labret on his lower lip, mirroring his right eye's colour in the stud.

When he bit his lip, his teeth clicked on the lower stud, catching the bartender's already captivated attention. Leaning forward his chest pressed into the bar as his rear went out a little. "Hey, can you get me... a Bloddy Mary..." He asked, his voice soft, lilting. Despite being soft, nearly a whisper, it carried and the two women beside him gasped softly, their pale cheeks going red as more and more of his slender shoulders were exposed to others. His hair slid around to the bar, black tips touching the cool glass.

The bartender gawked, just as the others did, so he stood straight again. Flipping a hand against his hair he grinned a little, free hand lingering on the counter top as he felt a hand press to his thin waist. Since he was so tall, being around six foot tall actually, he was a little taken aback when he had to look up to see who was touching him. Much to his delight it was a black haired man in a simple Romani suit. His shirt was undone at the top and his eyes were dark. "Cancel that lovely. I'll take my drink of this fair knight." He whispered, turning in the man's hold as he was looked down upon.

He was hungry, in several ways... Slowly he grabbed the hand that was on his hip, pulling the slightly taller man out onto the dance floor. Flashing a grin he knew the man was enthrawled with him now. Very few ever looked at him with anything short of lust. And god he could tell that was what this man was feeling for him at that moment. It was his blessed luck to find someone so attractive to feed off of. That's when they made it to the middle of the dance floor. The music turned hotter, harder and he found his hips pulled to his tall, dark haired prey's.

That was interesting... Chuckling softly he pulled the man's face to his own and pressed a kiss to his lips, moving his hips in time with the other man's as they all but dry humped each other. He almost regretted that he was going to drain this man of his blood. He really knew how to rub his buttons. Softly he moaned, anticipation growing as his hands went up the man's arms to his neck, pulling him down slowly. He was so hungry, he didn't care that they were in the middle of the dance floor. No one would think anything of him burrowing into the man's neck, and no one would hear him scream. If they did they'd think it was just a cry of pleasure since his hips were being ground against the others'.

He'd have to find someone else to satisfy his other craving. If not tonight then soon... Moaning as the man made his excitement grow he pressed up into his neck, licking the skin slowly. But, much to his disdain, the man pulled away from him, taking his hand lightly. He heard a softly spoken, "Come." as he was led off towards the booths. So the man had no care for privacy either... That made him rather content.

When they made it to the semi private area he pushed the man down into the booth, quickly straddling him. Pressing close to him he was panting lightly as he made for his neck again, hunger making him a little light headed. He could feel the man pulling his dress up, could feel him undoing his pants and pushing them down slowly. Stopping in his drive he turned the man's face to his, kissing him as he felt a hand against him, rubbing slowly. It felt really good... He couldn't decide if he wanted this man to continue... or if he wanted to feed.

Soon he made up his mind, pulling from the man's lips as he moved his hips a little, rubbing his rear against the obvious lump in the man's pants. The sounds that escaped the man made him smirk as he lowered to his neck again, licking a spot clean. He could distinctly hear the man's moans as he finally sunk his sharp pointed teeth into his neck, moving up into the hand that froze on him. He climaxed just as he started to suck, his body shuddering in snjoyment as his undergarments became moist, mouth filling with the thing he craved so much.

He stayed sucking this man's neck until he heard the moan turn to a small, suppressed scream. Pulling away he licked his bloody lips, knowing he'd not taken enough to fill his need, nor to kill the man. "Thanks for the fun." He remarked, wiggling his hips against the man's fading excitement as he licked his neck, hand going over his mouth as he resumed feeding. The man fought back for a moment, until he'd gone passed the point of no return. He smirked slightly, reveling in how this man had come onto him so strongly, had even managed to make his needs fade a little.

Gradually he drained the man of his blood, licking his lips slowly as pulled back, emitting a small groan of pleasure. His hands went up, flashing the small rose tattoo he had on his under arm. He felt so good now... His stomach and body were satisfied. Slowly he let his hands fall back down, running them down his chest to his hips. He pulled his pants back up, zipping and buttoning them quickly.

He had to go... Now. Before he was spotted with the dead man. He'd gotten his food, and a little pleasure from him. Now he needed to go. Standing from the booth he melted into the crowd, moving slowly through the musty humans. Before long he was at the door, looking back at the people who had been so captivated by him. He'd managed to slip out with out anyone noticing him.

Embraced by the night air he drew in a deep breath, exciting in the smell of the humans he hunted so regularly. Rubbing his hands to his hips he looked around for a moment, waiting a mere moment. In that moment he felt another hand on his hip, and he smirked again as another pleasant man was looking at him with want. This one was a red head, and had green eyes. Possibly Irish? He didn't care. Taking his hand he led him away from the pub, his ego rather large since this was what normally happened at night for him.

He'd come out and men would throw themselves at him. Sometimes women would, but for some reason it seemed he only attracted men. Not that he minded. No, in truth he preferred men. Always had. Had for the passed one thousand two hundred and seventten years... Granted he'd been shunned by his own kind thanks to his preferences in men. Hell... he only fed on men. He'd rather go hungry then to feed on a woman. To him they were disgusting, unworthy of living. Yet... he acknowledged that they were needed to carry on his beloved food source. Licking his lips he was surprised when the man took charge and pulled him down an alley way.

It seemed this man wasn't like the other. This one was more controlling and he rather liked it, his cold heart fluttering a little as he was pushed roughly against a wall. He could feel the hands working on his body, the fingers finding the bottom edge of his dress. The fabric was pushed up, his fine stomach sucked in as the man's hands traveled up. "Fiesty...." He laughed out as the man's hands found his pierced nipples. Groaning out while he was played with he grabbed the man's shoulders, pressing his hips forward as they sunk to the grungy ground, his body screaming for attention.

He could feel the man rubbing against him and he swiftly fell into gasps, eyes shut even as he laid on the dirty ground, body being pleased this little man. He spent a good hour on that nasty ground, body recieving the pleasure it craved after the feeding he'd had. When he was satisfied he rolled the exhausted man off of him, getting up slowly as he pulled his clothing back up, wanting nothing more then a shower.

As it was... it was nearing dawn, and he needed inside his home. Looking at the man he snorted, dusting himself off as he walked back to his home, ignoring all the glances he got. He was tired, and wanted his shower... He craved it. Hell... he was the embodiment of craving.

[Sarubia]

Licking his lips Rizi drained another bag of blood before he leaned against the counter, eyeing another bag he shook his head. He knew he couldn’t, he had roughly three dozen bags left that had to be pushed out for another week and a half. He hoped he could make it, if not... Well he didn’t want to think about that after all he wasn’t that far gone yet. No he could still last for awhile, as long as he stopped letting himself get wounded. He always drank more when he was wounded. Rizi was one of the few of his kind; he was a dhampir- half human half vampire off spring. Unlike his two half’s he did not have a place in this world. Instead he just did what he was told to do and ever since he was a child he knew what his job was.

To kill the vampire kind at all costs.

Lifting a hand Rizi ran it though his bangs before he pushed his lean body off of the table, he had stuff to go do. Like to stitch up the wound that was currently throbbing at the side of his body. He had been out hunting tonight and although hunting wasn’t anything knew it was still hard on his body. His poor body which was stronger than a human but was nothing compared to a pure blood. After all he put himself on a diet with the blood and mostly ate human food. Although he was strong it was nothing to how it could be if he allowed himself to drink blood, hot from a human...

shaking his head Rizi had to force himself not to think about that has his fangs started to come out and his body begged for more blood, even for the stupid bagged blood. ”To bad body, you get nothing.” The harsh muttered reply came from him as he pushed his body into the bathroom and stripped down to his boxers. Looking at his side he winced at the sight of the wound, really the vampire had gotten him good. Looked deep too. Oh goodie! Rolling his gray eyes Rizi reached for the home aid kit that he kept, inside it was the needle and thread that he wanted. Oh how much he loved doing this, having to sew himself back up.

Taking a breath he quickly chomped his teeth down before he started to push the needle though his tender flesh. The wound would heal by itself but it was always better if he helped out with the healing, sadly he healed nothing like a vampire did. Thank god vampires didn’t carry silver, then he would be scrued and this wound would be hurting a lot more than this. He should know, he had cut himself with his own weapon a few times. Not a nice feeling. Hissing softly Rizi blinked to bring his attention back to what he was doing.

It took about fifteen minutes to get the gash sewed together and then he had to wash the blood off his slightly pale skin. Slashing water over his face he stared at his reflection though he already knew what he was going to see. A pale skin male who appeared to be human during the day. Blond chocolate brown hair that he normally wore in a low ponytail when he was out or free when he was at home. At the moment it was still in the pony tail so he reached back and pulled it out letting the hair swing with the moment. His hair went down to the lower part of his back. Although he wished that he could say that his hair was straight that would be a lie, his hair was wavy as it felled down his back the ends curing. He was sure if he cut his hair it would curl, but the weight held it down. That was one reason why he didn’t cut his hair to more of a “modern” style. Those styles were either much too short for him or the hair went to the shoulders, which wouldn’t be long enough to stop the curls. So instead he just kept it long. His eyes were a gray; his left iris was rimmed blue while his right one was rimmed red. It had always been like that and it was one of the few things that let his co-workers know what he was. Normal hunters didn’t have eyes rimmed with red. Red wasn’t a human color, it was a color that respented blood. A vampire color.

His body was lean, muscles could be seen and although he didn’t have a six or an eight pack he did have a nice chest. He was full with a slight bit of soft light brown hair around his hips that led downwards; apparently women had liked that though he never cared. After all females were not the gender that he went after and although his co-works didn’t like that they didn’t comment on it with him. Just as well. He would rather go have sex with a vampire then one of those asses. All they did was diss the vampire kind and although he did not care for them he was part vampire.

Growing softly Rizi grabbed a hand towel he wiped his face before he gently wiped the wound. Although he knew that he wouldn’t be able to infect his wound- one of the few things he did enjoy from his vampire blood, he could pull out the sticks and he really didn’t want to do that. It was because already tired, body and in more pain than it had been used to for awhile. Though there was nothing Rizi was able to do about that and anyways it would pass. It always did. The blood was already working; feeding the ever growing hunger inside of him that had just grown worse as he had aged. Next week would be his four hundred and sixty seventh birthday and although he didn’t look any older than twenty one people knew not to piss him off. Rizi had been with the hunters every since he had found his mother dead. He had watched, too young to do anything other than watch as the vampire killed his mother.

Shaking his head to get rid of the memories Rizi moved into his room to pull on some draw string pants and moved into the moonlight. His three tattoos’s stood out against the harsh contract of the black ink and his pale skin; his eyes slightly glowed as he looked outside. Although he didn’t want to think about it he couldn’t stop the memories that still flooded his mind. He would never forget the vampire that had killed his Mother, never. To this day he hunted the male and had even caught him a few times.

All of the other hunters knew that this one vampire, Seere belonged to him. Rizi had made sure that every generation knew that although they could hunt the old vampire no one was allowed to touch him unless he was with them. Seere was his to hunt, his to kill and one day he was going to advance his mother’s death.

Hissing softly he pushed open the window, he now just needed to find the male. Although he had hunted him lately Rizi hadn’t been able to find him. Was the male hiding himself from him? He had no idea but it made him upset and Rizi didn’t have a good hand on his temper at the moment. All that mattered in his life was the hunt and right now his pray wasn’t being pray. It was instead hiding and that was starting to piss him off, first it was funny. Interesting even. Now it was far past that and Rizi was tired of this game. He wanted to kill the male already, to feel his blood on his hands. Oh yes, that was the only thing keeping him alive. If it wasn’t for that he would let the hunters that he worked with kill him.

Pushing away from his window Rizi moved over to his bed and sat down on it. He was tired and he had to be up tomorrow. Although he was part human the sun still burnt his skin. It still hurt his eyes, but he found if he covered up and didn’t go outside at noon it helped a lot. He was much weaker in the day time but there was nothing that could be done about that. After all he still had others he had to watch over, they were the last people who meant anything to him.

Raul, his dear lover was the one last thing that meant anything to him. Rizi had met him about three years ago, the male was young when they first met. He was only eighteen but Rizi had fell in love with him, Raul who had the time had no idea what Rizi was played an interesting game but then the end he had admitted to liking Rizi. Now his precious lover knew what he was, had even begged Rizi to turn him but each and every time he refused.

Tomorrow he had a date with his lover, he didn’t get them often so every time he got one he always enjoyed them. Rizi tried to keep away as much as he could from the male, after all every time they had gotten together Rizi always ends up biting him while they were making love. Though they both fully enjoyed it he was now finding it harder to pull back from the love bite. So lately he instead just nuzzled the male’s neck, scared that one day he would be going too far. Sighing he let his tired body fall back into the bed, He wasn’t tried but he couldn’t go back out tonight, if he did someone would end up killing him. Anyways the night was almost over and the sun would be out soon. Rizi would sleep all morning, then would go out for the date this afternoon. Maybe he would take the night off and just stay with Raul.

Smiling he pictured his lover. The male was taller then him, five nine with short blond hair that was always messy. He had a dimple when he smiled and his eyes, they were a bright green that Rizi had loved ever since he first stared into them. Although the male wasn’t the hottest guy he had seen he was cute, his body over all bigger then Rizi’s smaller one but that was fine with both of them. They both knew who was the boss when alone and neither one of them put up a fight. Reaching up he rubbed his hands waiting for the sun to rise. He would sleep once he was sure that everything was safe and nothing was safe till the sun was up.

[Divinitate]

He made it to his little manner just as dawn broke the sky. It was a tiring thing for him. Always having to rush inside so he wouldn't get killed. Just the thought of death made him tired. It made him realize how old he was. It made him... lonely. Sad, depressed. He was nearing his birthday at that. It would be spent alone. As it always was. No... there was that one year.

That one, lone year. He'd been hunted. Found, and cornered. Just the thought of that made him laugh. But the thought escaped him as he swept into his abode, doors slamming open as he burst in, the sunlight brushing his bare shoulders just barely. He groaned in agony at the probing blades of sunlight. It hurt so badly. Yet it was this pain that let him know he was still alive. Well... as alive as the undead could be.
He was greeted by two small, plain children. They were identical in appearances. Smiling broadly he shut the broad oak doors, drawing the thick iron bar across it to keep it locked. "Ifriam, Isabel. Good morning." He whispered to them, his hands brushing their delicate chins lightly. As he looked down at them he frowned deeply, his expression growing cold fast.

"My lord. Raphael has been slain. Your hunter found him, and he ultimately lost his life to the half breed." The one on the right said. The tall blonde's body sagged and he dropped to the floor, pulling the two to him tightly. "Sh. Its okay little ones. Rizi's just confused. And Raphael was always a hot head. You're safe. Lets go see you to bed now. Come come." He whispered to them softly, his tone and demeaner so soft and gentle towards them.

These were the only other people he cared for... other then his adorable little half breed hunter. He enjoyed his time with that man. Looked forward to every time that the man 'caught' him. A small smirk pulled on his lips as he led the two to their chambers.

His home was vast, it had a large sweeping staircase in the center and the main foyer was nothing short of awe inspiring. Everything took on a shine when the sun filtered into his home. He'd developed a special form of glass that allowed his kind to bask in sunlight without perishing. It had taken a lot of his time, but hell... he had a lot of that. So he'd made sure to have his primary home situated where the sun would hit everything.

Unlike most of his brethren he loved the sun. He wanted to lay out and bask in its glory. That was what had drawn him to his little hunter. The man, despite being a half breed, could go outside during the day light hours. He'd wanted to find out what it was like when they first met all those years ago... but the man was set on killing him. Sighing he looked down at the two child like vampires he couldn't help but love and adore. They were his siblings. The last of his clan... other then himself that was.

Truth was... the hunters were winning. Vampires bred so slowly, and humans so quickly. Squeezing his brother and sister's hands in his he led them deeper into the house. Slowly the sunlight faded into darkness. The two children sighed and looked up at their older brother, bright blue eyes intent on the man's form. "My lord... will he find us?" It was the brother, Ifriam, who questioned him.

He stopped, looking between the two. "Isabel. Ifriam. I promised didn't I? That you'd always be safe?" He said softly, eyes half shut as he knelt down, looking at his siblings. They were mere children to him. They were only three hundred, and had seen the brunt of Rizi's attacks on their older brother. They'd seen their clan grow smaller and smaller as the years passed. Slowly the twin's nodded, parting from their much older brother.

"Please rest, my lord." Isabel said softly, eyes shutting as the two held each other's hands. Slowly they walked to their room, knowing that the older vampire would be following them. He did, sighing as he pulled his dress up, discarding it on the floor as he started to undo the rest of his clothing. By the time he was in the bedroom with his siblings he was down to his boxers, body weary. "A small nap. Then I have to go out okay." He whispered, crawling into the large king sized bed that he shared with them in the mornings.

Watching them strip each other he snuggled into the sheets. He was asleep when they climbed in, snuggling against his larger body slowly. They stayed hugging him until around noon when sunlight penetrated the curtains, slapping him in the face. A deep groan escaped him and he slowly pried from the still sleeping children. Covering them back up he kissed each on the head, smiling a little as he left the room.

He loved his siblings. They were what kept him from allowing Rizi to take his life... They were what drove him to run, and play this amusing game that he played with the half breed. He gathered up his discarded clothing, carrying them off to his own bedroom. The house was so... empty. So lonely. The halls were empty, sound resounded through them so easily. It hurt him deeply to be so alone.

That was why he had wanted Rizi to not hate him. He liked the flare he had. He wandered into his closet, dropping the dirty clothing into a hamper. Slowly he pulled out fresh clothing, dragging the fabric over his arm he slowly leaned into the door frame. Now that his body was bare of clothing he could look at the petals he had tattooed over his chest. He'd gotten them not long before the last time he'd let Rizi catch him.

He missed that game now... so he drug himself to the bathroom, carrying his clothing stiffly. This was going to be a long day. A very long day. He was... going to turn the tables. He was going to hunt his hunter. Smirking softly he dropped the clothing onto the sink counter, sighing softly as he turned the hot water on.

Like all other places in his home the bathroom had windows. Large. Wide. Windows. Light flooded in and washed over him slowly. It felt so good to have that warmth on his body. It felt better then the water that he used to cleanse himself. Slowly he started to cry, face upturned into the water as he rubbed his hands against his body. He wanted to belong... he wanted to have someone to belong to, someone who belonged to him. He wanted it so badly. It hurt. It made his heart turn to dust.

He stood in the shower, touching his perfect skin slowly as the water grew cold. His sobs slowly turned to moans, and he had to lean into the shower wall, eyes pressed shut as his fingers toyed with his body. The sun light and water combined to keep him warm, but cool all at once. He felt so good suddenly, hand pressing into the wall as his eyes opened and he looked up through teary eyes at the bright blue sky, the fluffy white clouds... He cried out softly, a sound filled with pleasure and pain, as he let the pressure escape him.

A hour was how long he'd stayed in the bathroom, pitying himself... playing alone. It was pointless of him, selfish honestly, but... it was his ritual. He always stayed in the shower like that, getting himself off while he thought of the sun. He draped the towel over his shoulders, drying off his short blonde hair slowly. A sigh escaped him as a butler swept into his rooms, gathering his clothing up. He strode from the room, bare of clothing, eying the young human he kept around.

"Cryun. Strip." He ordered, dropping the towel as the human man looked at him with nothing short of fear. He could smell it... but he needed to feed himself... and indulge in his desires. When the man didn't obey fast enough he crossed the room and pinned him to the wall, pulling him up slowly. He'd play, then put on that lovely cream that his lovely Raphael had made for him... it protected their frail skin from the sun... and allowed them to walk out like humans.

He had the man's clothing off quickly, rubbing his hands against him roughly, his bodily needs controling him as if he was an animal. Moaning softly he swooped the little butler up, throwing the light weight onto his bed. He could still smell the fear rolling off of the man, but now excitement mixed in... even though the man knew he was about to die his body reacted to Seere's rough calls. Over the next hour he had his way with the small man, leaving his feeding until the last round. He could feel the man's body loosening as his strength failed. "Thank you... Cryun. You've been a good butler... thank you, for your... life." He whispered, using this small body for one last climax as he sunk his teeth into the man's neck.

Sucking him he could feel the small body tense around and under him. It felt so good, to take his life while using him to relieve himself. When he finished he licked the two punctures that he left, licking his lips slowly as he pulled from the dead man. His eyes were shut as he stood back up, cleaning himself off again with his discarded towel. Now he had to get ready to go outside.

He looked around for his cream, grabbing the jar into his hands when he found it he started to rub it all over himself, loving how it smelled of roses. It was ironic to him... that it smelled so sweetly. It took him all of fifteen minutes to smear the stuff all over his body, not missing his ears, or anything. Even if he was to be covered he wanted the cream to be on his body.

Slowly he tugged on his boxers, the fabric clung to his body as he turned to look at the outfit he'd picked out. Oh yes... He'd get attention in this little number. Rizi would surely find him. He wanted that so badly... Pulling the black and blue poofed out skirt to him he wiggled into it, zipping it up in the back. It only went to his upper thighs, leaving most of his legs exposed for others to feast on. He wanted to get a rise out of his hunter... He knew that seeing him in the sun light alone would make the man frightened.

Shaking that thought out of his head he pulled on his knee high blue stockings, liking that his thighs, and tattoo, were still exposed. A quick glance at the clothing and he plucked up his shirt, unzipping the back so he could pull it over his head. He had to pull it down a little, struggling a moment to get the zipper all the way up again. With that task done he looked at the door and saw his young brother walk in.

"Good morning, Ifriam." He said softly, watching as the young vampire looked at the battered butler. "My lord...must you feed on the help?" Ifriam questioned, grabbing Seere's corset to assist him. While his young brother laced his corset up he pulled on his gloves, tying them tightly. "I was hungry... You know that I can't help it. Ifriam, go fetch my boots." He said as he went to his dresser, grabbing his bracelet. It was odd, having a chain that attached to a ring. Slipping it on he sighed and settled it as he dug for his serpentine ring. Slipping that on he looked at his little brother, grabbing the necklace that had a cross on it.

"No, not those ones... the flats, that buckle up the sides. I'm going to try the cream again. He said he'd perfected it. That it would last a lot longer..." He said softly, brushing his hair slowly as he sat down, watching Ifriam as the small boy pulled out the right boots. The young vampire tugged the boots onto Seere's feet for him. "I'll be back Ifriam. I promise." He whispered, touching his cheek softly when his boot were on. "Take care of Isa." He whispered, kissing his brother's forehead gently. He loved them so much... but he wanted Rizi. He wanted his hunter... now.

Standing he grabbed his hat as he left, skipping down the stairs anxiously. He unlocked the door, bursting out into the sun. A soft gasp of pleasure escaped him, his face turning up as the sun bathed him. It... felt so good, almost like sex... yet some how more... addicting. With that first sensation he set out, gaining entrance to the town within moments. And no sooner was he immersed in the crowd... then he was stared at and randomly goosed as he walked the streets, trying to sniff out his hunter.

[Sarubia]

Groaning softly Rizi tossed and turned in the bed as he slept. He dreamt of a different home, one that was covered in glass and two small children lived there. Over the years Rizi had this dream over and over but never could remember it once he woke; only remembering it when he fell back asleep and dreamt. The dreams were always the same with slight differences; he had them ever since he was a child and saw his mother killed. Back then he used to have them weekly, after he had grown into an “adult” they had started to come slower and slower till they even stopped for fifty years. Though because of the fact Rizi could never remember them he truly had no idea what they were about.

Though the drem that he had this morning was a different one, on it was still about the house and the children. They were always with it, but this dream had a certain... sadness to it that none of the other ones had. He drept of the house, of the children being lead to bed. Of hearing bathwater run and moans. But he never knew who he was watching. The figure, no matter how much he had tried to make out his features it had never worked. All he knew was that the male had blond hair. Fine blond hair that Rizi found himself wishing he had while asleep. He had always disliked his own brown hair.

By the time Rizi had woken up he had slept will into the afternoon, by the time he showered , dressed and had a bag of blood it was already well past two. ”s**t, I’m going to be in trouble. s**t.” Running around Rizi had to quickly get dressed, grabbing a pair of black pants, a blue shirt and his white boots. Leaving his hair undone Rizi grabbed a jacket before he headed outside.

Once outside he blinked as the sun hit his eyes and he hissed softly and looked down at the ground. Although it was painful he just thanked whoever was up there that he was still able to even go out in the sun. Sure it was painful but he was able to step outside with most a light burn. So really it wasn’t that bad, anyways today, right now he didn’t care. He had somewhere to be and if he wasn’t there soon he was going to be in s**t. Being a blood sucking vampire was not going to save him. It never did. ”Please be late, be late just this once.” Although he payed for this it never worked, this wasn’t the first time he was late and wouldn’t be the last one. Licking his lips he ran down the street and hoped, after all hoping never killed anyone, right?

About ten minutes later Rizi, not even out of breath come to a slow stop, he was at the cafe that he was meeting up with Raul at. Moving inside he smiled at the waitress, though made sure that his hair was covering his red eye. Not that she would know what the red meant, after all humans didn’t know. They couldn’t know because then they would freak out. ”Has someone named Raul came in yet?” Crossing his fingers he hoped not...

”Yes Sir, if you would please come this way I’ll bring you to him. He’s been here for a half an hour at least.” Groaning softly Rizi followed the human, looking down at the ground as he walked. Maybe if he acted like he was sorry he would still get sex tonight? Last time he had done this Raul had held out on the sex. Rizi had no idea if he could go this long without sex, or if not sex then just to hold his little human. After all they only saw each other a few days each month. So he hated it when his dear love was upset at him.

Slowly the table came into view and he shivered. He could feel the normally very warm green eyes glaring at him. The table had two glasses of water and his little boyfriend just looked so... Yummy. His blond hair was spiked, his bangs in his eyes. His right ear was pieces all around and he just looked so cute. Thanking the host Rizi went over to the table and pulled the chair out. ”If I say I got in really late this morning and that I was wounded would you forgive me?” Looking up Rizi gave his lover a hopeful face. ”Have I also said I’ve missed you a lot?”

”Next time... Don’t go out the night before Rizi. I know you’re looking for him but please...” Sighing when he heard the soft spoken words Rizi smiled at him and gently picked up the male’s hand and kissing it gently. He could smell the blood under the thin layer of skin. He wanted it but instead he just gave a gentle kiss to the flesh and lowered the hand. Though he didn’t let go of it. ”You know I can’t. I need to find him, before he hurts someone else I love.” With that Rizi let his eyes settle on the male making sure he understood.

They were outside sitting at a table in the shade. Although the shade helped block the sun Rizi still winced as to much sun was hitting his face. He loved to be outside but... The sun hated him. Hated his kind. It only liked humans; it didn’t matter if you were part. IT wanted full humans to be under its warm rays. Any vampire was to be tortured if they were under it. Since Rizi was half... Well unlike most he didn’t die. The sun couldn’t kill him but god it could hurt. Blinking against the strong rays he smiled at Raul, really his human looked so cute when he was upset and worried about him.

”Anyways its okay, just a wound to the side. I’ve had worse. How about we eat something and head out though? Maybe go for a walk? I know how much you love walking my Raul.” Smiling at him he brought the hand back up and nuzzled it softly before letting his blond lover pull his hand back. He enjoyed the light blush that was flooding the human’s cheeks with blood, and the fact that his green eyes were bright. Really he needed to make sure he was able to see the male more often. Apparently they had both missed each other a lot more than either of them wanted to say in public.

Although Gays were seen and put up with it wasn’t the best to do anything. No, Rizi had to make sure no one knew him so he would rather not cause a big scene.

”Why didn’t you put up your hair? Normally you keep it up till we get back home.”

Home, home was Raul’s face. Home was the one place Rizi didn’t stay at that long in case someone came hunting for him. He wasn’t stupid. He was still a vampire and he didn’t trust the people he worked with at all. They all hated vampires a lot more than he did so he would never trust them with his Blondie. Never, he would rather kill the male first. At lest he could kill him with pleasure. Any other hunter would kill the male with torture, they wouldn’t allow the fact that he was with a vapire to go. Really the guys were such asses sometimes. Rizi didn’t get it. He killed for a reason, he was sure those males killed because they enjoyed it.

”Didn’t have enough time to dry it before I left. I woke up, freaked out, took a shower and ran here.” Shrugging like it didn’t matter Rizi order some food for himself then waited for the waiter to leave before he started with his talking again. ”Anyways I figured you wouldn’t mind, you like to see my hair down more anyways. It needed to dry and it dries better like this anyways. So tell me how you have been. I’ll tell you wants going on later, once we get home.” They couldn’t talk about anything about him yet. They would have to be at home where they knew it was safe and Rizi could show the male how much he missed him.

”Same old same. Missing you most of the time, the job is going normal but getting some nice tips from people so it’s nice. Thinking about going back to school for art. You know how much I love sketching.” Nodding Rizi took a sip of the water and smiled at his male. ”You are good, really you should have listened to me. I could put you though school but you always said no. Will you allow me to do that for you now? I’ll send you to the best art school there is.” One nice thing about living so long. You make a lot of money and Rizi really never used any of it. So he had a lot saved up that he would just love to spend on his Blondie but the male never let him. Sadly.

He watched as he shook his head and continued to talk. Rizi listened and answered when it was needed but he was done already. He wasn’t hungry, or at least not for food. He was hungry for his lover, for his love, for his body and blood. He just wanted him but knew not to push. Although his little human could be a cute guy he was also pretty bossy and didn’t like being bossed around. So instead Rizi waited for him to finish before he slid out of his seat and held his hand out to Raul. Once the human had given him his hand he helped him out of the chair, payed and gently tugged Raul out of the place. Although he liked being around people, times like this the scent of blood was too much for him to handle. ”Some fresh hair my Raul?” He purred softly as he smiled up at the male.

Gently hooking his hand though his lovers arm they walked down a path over to a lake, although Rizi would much rather just leave. His skin was already slightly burnt, not a lot but just enough that it made him look like he had a tan. It would be gone in the matter of hours without blood and minutes if he had the wonderful substance. Though he didn’t mind it to much, sure it was annoying bit really that was about it. He could live with it if it brought Raul some pleasure. After his entire little human was only here for such a short span. In both ways. The male, if lucky would live till he was one hundred. Really that was not a long time. As for now, well they had tonight, maybe tomorrow at the most. Not along and although Rizi would love to spend more time with his love he would not put the male in more danger then he already was. After all the longer they were together the more his sent rubbed off on the mortal.

”You know I love you Raul right? I know we aren’t together much, that we are different and I refuse to change you. You do know that I love you and forever will right?” Grabbing the male’s hand Rizi dragged him into the shade. It was late afternoon now so not many people were out. Good. Gently he forced his human to sit on the soft green grass before he strattled him so that he could press his forehead against the humans. ”I will always love you, even after you pass. Even when you grow old.” Lately he had been saying this more often to his human lover. He was growing scared that someone was going to happen.

No that wasn’t right. He knew something was going to happen but he didn’t know what. He had no idea what it was or how to stop it. It was making him jumpy whenever he was with his Blondie. Lifting a hand he gently pushed the blond hair out of his green eyes to look down at him. His lover had a very nice little blush on his skin and it made him smirk at it lightly. He loved making his male blush. Leaning forward he gently pressed a kiss to the male’s red cheeks before he gently ran his lips over the male’s soft lips. Drawing a gasp from the male under him. No matter how many times he killed the male it was ever the same. He would never get enough.

Kissing him softly Rizi pulled back and just layed his forhead against the othrs. ”Do we really need to say out here? We could go home and go do so much more fun things.” Licking his lips he shifted so that he could press his lips to the male’s thrate and kiss it gently. He let his fangs gently scrap against the tender skin, it had been so long since he had taste him. He could hear the soft whimpers coming from his lover, could feel how the male’s hands circled around him, bring his smaller body closer. Oh how he wanted too. Instead he sucked on the skin before he liked it. ”So shall we go my love?” When he saw the breathless look on the male’s face he smiled and he grinned when the male nodded his head. Pushing out of the hold Rizi reached down and gently pulled his lover up. This was going to be a nice walk home, maybe a little too slow but oh well.

[Divinitate]

He could smell him. God... could he ever smell him. He stopped just outside of a cafe, eyes rolling shut as he stood there for a long moment. His heart was pounding in his chest, an odd feeling to say the least. Most people thought that a vampire had no blood of their own, that their heart was dead... But it wasn't. It was just slower then any human's. Their blood was thicker, and it took them less oxygen to live.

So while he stood there he could feel the faint heart beat he had grow faster. The scent of Rizi filled him, he basked in it. The man smelled so... familiar. He smelled like home. Yet, there was a tainting scent. Shuddering a growl rolled out of his lips, shocking those around him. It was obvious that he was livid, that he was enraged by something. What it was only he knew. He could smell Rizi... his Rizi. At least that's what he saw the man as.

He felt that since Rizi hunted him so fervantly that that meant Rizi was his hunter, and no one was allowed to have the man but him. Slowly he calmed down, realizing that the sun light was starting to hurt. So he ducked in for a few moments, catching sight of his cute little hunter. He perked up, shoulders rolling back as he watched him walking away with a taller man. His heart tensed and his eyes watered up as he watched how they walked. Biting his lip he couldn't stand it. He... He didn't know what he was feeling. He just felt this endless rage building inside of him.

Small tears rolled down his cheeks as he sat down at a booth, hands going to his face. Why did Rizi have to look so happy with that man? Why did he have to hate him so much...? Slowly he felt someone near him, a kind hand on his hand. Looking up he turned red a little, surprised to find a busty woman near him. "There there child... don't cry." She whispered to him, obviously not realizing he was a he...

Looking up at her, he smiled faintly, his innate charm showing through. "Thank you ma'am." He said softly, patting her hand lightly as he stood up, thin body trembling as he wiped his eyes of the tears he'd shed. He was going to go after Rizi... and that other man. He fluffed up his hair a little, sniffing as he turned to leave. Before he could leave he was stopped, a hand was on his shoulder. Slowly he looked up, eyes fogging over as he looked at the man who had stopped him. Grabbing his hand he pulled him along, whispering, "Come with me a while."

He didn't want to be alone. He really... really couldn't stand the thought of being alone at that moment in time. Sniffing he was surprised when the man tucked his arm into the crook of his own. This felt nice, and he imagined the man as Rizi instead. That idea made his tears return and he trembled a little as he walked in the same direction as his hunter. The man had hurt him so badly without trying to. He'd get him back... God would he ever! He'd make that tall man disappear. Envy wasn't a pretty emotion, even on Seere it was hideous.

To him it didn't matter if Rizi was happy with this other man. It was wrong. It wasn't that... he loved Rizi, he just felt that the man was his, that he belonged. Yeah, that was it. So he slowly looked up at the man who he walked with, wondering why this man was being this way. Softly he asked, "Why are you being so kind...Is there something that you want?" He knew that that would be a yes, and he really didn't feel like allowing a yes to happen.

The man simply shook his head, smiling lightly at Seere, reaching a hand up to brush away his tears. "Not at all. Just didn't like seeing a pretty thing like you so sad." He heard the man say softly. His hand tightened around the man's arm as the words were processed in his head rapidly. This man felt bad for him? This human who he was normally feed on... felt bad... for him? That was irony.

His cheeks took on some colour as they meandered down the sidewalk. He was holding onto the man's arm so tightly. As if it was his tether to this world. Slowly they made it to a park. There was a lake in the center and he could smell Rizi... and that other man. He started to cry again, his hand going to his chest as he sobbed. He knew... he shouldn't have come outside.

Stopping he drew his hand to his face so he wouldn't have to watch Rizi playing with this man. The man was cute... but Seere knew he was so much better. He would live forever. He was beauty, embodied. Soon he felt his body being pulled down, and he felt warmth, and coolness. Moving his hands he saw nothing but black. Drawing in a shaking breath he breathed in this odd man's scent, eyes shutting as his body relaxed a little against him.

This human was...weird. He held him gently, letting him cry himself into a stupor. His head was light when he finished, pushing away to look at this odd man. He found his mouth covered quickly, felt a tongue against his lips. Softly he moaned, wondering why this was happening so close to his little hunter. Looking to ths side he saw the man playing with that other man still, talking to him lightly. It hurt him a little more then he thought it should have.

Why should that man matter to him?! Really... he'd gotten on so well without him. Most of his life he'd not had Rizi... so why should he matter to him now? Groaning he pressed against the man, stradding his lap as he pressed into the kiss more. The way that they sat his chest was hidden and he managed to look like a woman with his fluffy skirt. He had to say this much... this human has a good taste. Pulling from the kiss his mouth hung open eyes partially shut as he panted heavily. He felt the urge to feed rise up again, and his eyes went to the man's neck as he felt hands slide up his skirt to his rear.

Bending down he lifted his rear so the man could rub him a little while he sucked on his neck. For once he showed self control. Licking the flesh he moaned loudly, unable to suppress it as he smelled the blood pounding in his veins. It was obvious that the man was aroused. Just by kissing. Then he looked over, seeing Rizi again. Pulling away he looked down, shaking his head slowly. "I can't." He whispered, heart panging roughly as he denied this man something he himself wanted so badly.

This was hard, he wanted to have this man inside for some reason. Yet... he didn't want it to be this man... He wanted.... Shaking his head he stood from the man's lap, brushing his fingers over his cheek lightly. "Thank you for keeping me company. But I'm all better now." He whispered, moving to leave the man. His hand was caught and he fell forward, yelping as his legs were grabbed and his body impacted the ground. They were to far from the little hunter and his lover to be heard, so him scream would have been pointless. Hell... it still would have.

Laying on his stomach he felt the man who had helped him turn on him. He didn't move, he didn't want to let his little hunter know that he was there, and killing the human... would let that be known. Groaning he started to grow angry. Who was this man to think that he could rape him?! Pushing him away Seere sat on him, a low growl escaped him as he bent, sinking his teeth into the man's neck. His hand went over his mouth to stiffle the screams. No need to let anyone know... what was happening now.

It didn't take long, he soon sucked the man dry of his blood, pulling away with a trail of drool. He was panting now, and his lips were tainted red. Licking them slowly he rose again, skirt falling back into place. His hands brushed against his shirt, brushing the dirt off of his body.

Slowly his eyes travled to Rizi and his little male. They were standing now, walking. His eyes took on moisture again as he stood there, defeated... He wasn't sure what he should do. Rizi was his... not this little... human's. He felt that feel rise up again, felt it flood his stomach and turn the blood he'd just drank rancid. Doubling over he threw up, hand on the tree beside him as he felt the warm liquid escape his body.

The light headedness returned and he couldn't stand. His legs gave out and he slowly peeked around the tree, pain in his chest falling away. They were moving away from him. To quickly for his tastes. He quickly pulled himself up, legs wobbling as he decided on what he'd do...

He'd make that other man his prey, a lure even. Sniffing he pushed away from the tree, marching after Rizi and this...this man. Hatred was obvious in his eyes as he walked behind them, following slowly. When he coud take it no more he shouted, "Rizi! You a** hole!" His hands were clenched and he ran up to the man, grabbing his hand, tears streaking down his cheeks again. "You... said nothing else mattered but killing me! Yet...Yet... How dare you be happy!" He said acidicly, shaking in anger and pain. He was jealous. So very jealous.

He was obviously jealous. The way he stood, looking down, shoulders tensed... Slowly he regained himself, letting go of Rizi's hand. "If... If you get to be happy... why do...I have to suffer." He whispered, looking up quickly, his outrage almost as obvious as his jealousy. He didn't know why he was jealous. It could have been that Seere simply wanted someone to be happy with, yet... he only had his brother and sister.

"Why haven't you... avenged her yet." He whispered, depression settling as he jealousy deepened, eyes falling on Raul. "If... if taking your mother's life wasn't enough to bind you to me Rizi... Shall I take his life too?" He asked, spinning around Rizi to grab Raul's hand and yank him free. "Find me." He whispered, holding his sharp nails to the male's throat. "Find me!" He shouted, angry at him. His nail punctured the man's neck and he growled deeply.

Quickly he bent the tall man back, turning his head to the side. "Find me Rizi..." He whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks as he took a bite, teeth sinking into Raul's pretty little neck. The man didn't taste good to him, so he just shook his head a little, making the holes a little larger so they'd still bleed when he pulled away. Crying silently he dropped the man, looking at Rizi silently. "I....m sorry... " He whispered, turning swiftly to flee. He ran quickly, charging his way home.

Sight almost gone from his tears he couldn't believe what he'd done... He'd maimed an innocent man. No... He'd killed him. There was no saving him now. Well, short of turning him. Tears made it hard for him to see, so he turned down an alley, sliding to the ground. He let out a loud scream, it resounded down the alley way, and all his darker feelings crashed out of him as he drew his legs up, hugging them tightly.

[Sarubia]

Everything was flashing in pieces. What had happened? How had this happened? IT had been such a nice afternoon; they were going to go home. Going together... But he would never be allowed to be in his lovers’ presence again. He couldn’t do anything to save the male. The reason why he always refused to turn him was because he wasn’t strong enough. His blood was tainted so matter if you looked it from a human or a vampire angle. He was a half bread. Even children had more power than him. No matter how much he would ever want too Rizi could never turn anyone. To turn someone would to let them die.

Frozen in his spot he didn’t know what to do, how was Seere out in sunlight? What the hell was wrong? Only he, Rizi should be able to step outside under the sun. After all he was part of this world. Seere wasn’t nor would he ever be.

He watched as he grabbed Raul right out of his hands, he was still to shocked at the fact with seeing him in the sunlight to do really anything. Though quickly he snapped out of it when the male bit his lover, made the holes bigger and ran away. Later, when he was alone he would go over everything and figure out what had happened. Now though, right now Rizi let out a loud whine, something that was so high pitched that no humans would hear it. His kind would be able too, half breads and vampires.

The sound was one of pain, and a promise. Any vampire wouldn’t understand what the sound was, what the meaning behind it was. The only person who would understand would be his killer. Seere would understand the sound, he would react to it. IT didn’t matter that Seere had said sorry, nothing matted to Rizi now.

Crying he pulled his lover closer to him. He could see the blood flowing out of him. Even if he stopped the flow there had been to ouch blood loss. Already he could feel Raul leavening him and there was nothing he could do. Well there was one thing. Going to the wound he liked it, normally a vampire could close a wound but he wouldn’t be able too. Instead he licked at the wholes and sucked. At lest he could take away the pain and give his lover a little bit of pleasure.

It took the matter of a minute for Rizi to feel Raul’s soul leave the body and the blood flow slowly stop. Rizi on the other hand didn’t move. He just held the male to his chest, whispering softly to the cooling body. Although no one was able to hear what he was saying if someone could lip read they would see “Je t'aime Raul.” Over and over again as he rocked softly.

Rizi had no idea how much time had passed. Though he did pick up on the fact that there were no people in the park. He was alone, with his dead lover. Time traveled in a different way for Rizi, all he knew was that the sun was up. He could feel his skin burning since the sun had moved and now he was in derect sunlight. Something he normally liked to stay out of. Though he didn’t care right now.

After awhile the sun stopped its burning and Rizi could feel the darkness of the night wrap around him like a soothing blanket. The sun didn’t like him, did everything to hurt him but the night, the night didn’t care. She didn’t care that he was part human part vampire. She welcomed him with soothing opening arms.

Taking a deep breath Rizi looked up, his normally dull eyes were bright, the gray taking on a slight red tint. He had drunken so much of the human blood, fresh from the body. He wasn’t used to the high it gave him. The power. Licking his lips he looked down at Raul. His normally warm skin was cold to the touch, his eyes were closed and his cloths were stained with his blood. ”I will get him back my love.” Rizi murmured as he gently stroked his lovers blond hair.

His mother was dead. Raul was dead. Rizi had nothing. Everything he ever loved was now taken away from him. Blinking he shifted the dead weight into his arms and pushed himself up. He had hunting to do tonight. He didn’t care how long it took him. How many vampires it took to get the information. He would kill Seere and he would enjoy it. He never enjoyed killing his father’s race, if it wasn’t for Seere killing his mother Rizi would have never started to kill.

After all he was the best hunter, which was because he could think like both a human and a vampire. He knew how both acted, he understood both of them. After all both of them had turned Rizi away. The hunters killed his father. Vampires had killed his mother and Lover and Rizi? Well he would kill both he hunters and the vampires to get his revenge.

Holding the bigger body to him Rizi walked home, the streets were mostly dead the people who were on didn’t even look at him. After all walking down the street with a body was normal. Sure. The new people who did look at him Rizi just growled at them, he didn’t care if he got the hunters after him. He could take them. He had done it once and he would do it again. All that mattered was taking Raul home and digging a grave for him.

The walk took about twenty minutes until he stopped at home... No. Until he came to Raul’s home. Gently laying the male on the grass he started to dig a grave and when he had everything done Rizi just stood on top of the grave. He didn’t cry. He was too angry. He should have known better. ”I will kill you Seere, kill you and everyone important to you.” The treat was a promise. One he intended to keep. After all Seere had taken everything away from him. He would do the same to the older vampire. Nothing mattered. It didn’t matter that he would most likely die in the process.

The game had gone on long enough. There was no reason to let it continue. Before Rizi had been happy hunting, slowly killing off the vampires as he knew the one person he loved was safe. Now, now there was nothing to tie him to this place other then the promise of death.

Turning Rizi walked away, he had been fooling himself for long enough. He couldn’t live with people. Everyone he cared for died, to make sure that stopped Rizi would keep to himself. Growing softly he moved back to his house. It was dark now, really dark. He would say somewhere around eleven or twelve. Not that he cared. All he needed was his sword. He wasn’t hungry. He didn’t need anything anymore.

Once at home he went into his bed room and quickly got his sword. It was long, a good fighting sword. The blade was pure white other then where the sharp end was it was coated in red. Rizi had always thought that was because of all the blood that was on his hands and the sword. The handle was black, it was fancy. Inside the middle of the handle was a ruby and around it laid eight diamonds.

”You wanted to be found; well now you will be Seere.” He hissed into the darkness of the night as he opened his window. He hadn’t seen Seere in years, but even when he had seen the male more often never before had he seen him cry. Or seen him that upset. Not that it matted to him, he would still kill him. After all he promised.

But he did want to know why the male had been crying. Why he killed Raul in that way. It was not a normal vampire way. It was more like Seere was trying to hurt him instead of just killing a human. Why? Laying his sword on his bed Rizi kept on his blood stranded cloths. Though he did tie his long hair back so he could fight better.

It didn’t matter what he had thought. Seere was going to be dead. It didn’t matter how long it took him, or how much it cost him. After all he had lost the two most important people in is life. If he was still alive after he would go after the hunters. But for now, his main job was Seere.

”Ready or not here I come my little bloody vampire.” Pushing open the window more Rizi jumped out, his sword strapped to his back. He was out for blood tonight. He would kill anyone who got in his way, human or vampire. Didn’t matter.

Standing in the middle of the street Rizi closed his eyes. He didn’t have a good sent on the male and even if he did he couldn’t track it. He wasn’t that strong. So he would have to do it the old fashion way. Smiling to himself he stuffed his hands into his pockets and started to walk. He would find the vampire, he just had to trust himself, after all he was the only one he could trust.

” Où l'OH étaient sont toi mon Seere ? Temps à chasser vers le bas.” He muttered softly as he passed a few people and got wired looks. French was a common language, the fact that he was saying ‘Where oh where are you my Seere? Time to be hunted down’ was not common to be said in French. Smiling to himself Rizi sang softly as he turned a few conners and continued to walk. His mind alert, looking for any sign of his pray.

[Divinitate]

Some how he had managed to fall asleep in that alley way. The knowledge that he'd just ruined all his chances with the one person he craved causing his depression to deepen. The sun was just setting when he woke, hands on his body startling him. Screaming he grabbed who ever it was and threw them down the alley ways. It was just some hobo, looking for money for food. None the less...his throw snapped their neck.

This wasn't the time to get near him, he was lost. Everything was gray, numb. Nothing mad sense to him. He didn't know where he was, who he was. All he knew at that moment that he'd done something unforgivably horrible. His clothing was coated in dirt, in blood. He didn't seem to notice this as he walked out onto the street, cheeks stained with tears as he moved silently. What was he here for again? What did he come to do?

All he felt was pain. His chest ached so badly... Slowly he lumbered through the crowd, wandering the streets of London. He passed shops, cafes, eateries, and groups of people. Why were they staring at him? Their eyes angered him to no end and he could feel this bizarre feeling bubbling up from his stomach. Suddenly he stopped. He was at a park. There was a fountain bubbling in the center, water flowing around fat little cherubs.

Sitting on a bench he stared off into the water, tears still streaking down his lightly tanned face. Then the memory of what he had done flooded him. He screamed loudly, glad that no one was in this park as he fell forward, hands pressing to his face. Loud cries escaped him and his body shuddered in nothing short of disgust. His body slowly rolled off of the bench, landing hard on the ground below.

"Rizi... Rizi..." He repeated softly, sitting up ever so slowly. His head hung in pure shame, eyes running dry of liquid as his crying turned to dry sobs. How could he have hurt him so badly? Why did he kill that innocent man? Was he that heartless, that selfish? Another loud scream escaped him and his hands drew down to his legs, slamming hard into them.

Slowly he stopped moving, falling to the ground again, eyes wide as he stared at the fountain. It was obvious he wasn't sane. Why else would he attack Raul like he had? Why would he hurt Rizi over and over like this when he knew he loved the man... He had since the first moment he had seen the half breed. That's when his 'insanity' had started. He'd been driven to possess Rizi, to make the man his. So he had slaughtered his mother in front of him, binding him tightly to himself.

At first he had thought it was a good idea, but... he quickly realized how horrible he was. He saw what he'd done to the innocent boy. He'd turned him into a monster. That was why he kept moving when Rizi moved. He wanted to make up for his sins... Yet here he was, out of his mind with guilt. Distraught because once more he tore someone from the man he loved more then anything. His breathing slowed as he laid there, sprawled on the park ground, rolling in self loathing.

He didn't realize he was calling out to his siblings. If he had he'd of stopped. He didn't realize he was reaching for them, nor beckoning them to him. Slowly his eyes fell shut, sleep taking over him...

Hearing a faint echo through the hallways, the twins slowly stirred. There was something wrong. Something had happened and they didn't understand what it was... Slowly Isabel turned to her brother, eyes as distant and unfeeling as they always were. "He's hurt." She said simply, always having been attuned to Seere better then Ifriam was. She went to her knees, hands pressing to her twin's cheeks. "Ifriam... he's so sad. Lets go find our lord. Please." She whispered, watching as agony passed her brother's face.

They were never allowed outside. Not even at night. But... But they both could feel Seere pulling for them. It wasn't something that they could, or wanted, to ignore. The twins stared at each other for a long time, Ifriam finally giving in. "Yes. Lets go find our brother." He whispered, smiling sweetly to his frail sister. His hand patted her head lightly as they got up.

Quickly they dressed, both wearing black suits with red ties. They looked exactly the same. Just as they liked. The only difference in them was that Ifriam has a freckle on his left cheek while Isabel had one on her right. Like this they went, silently leaving the safety of their home to search for the lost Seere...

Hand in hand they walked, in awe of London and its marvels. A lot of people stopped to stare at them, and they grew frightened of that as they found the park where Seere had hidden himself. It was hard for them to see this... And Ifriam refused to think ill of the much older vampire. "My lord..." Isabel said softly, reaching out to the sleeping Seere. The man had cried himself to sleep... Something no vampire did.

That was when they knew it was related to Rizi. That half breed was the only thing that could drive Seere into such insanity... It was a pity, since Seere had once been so strong and noble. Now he was a broken man, bent into loving a man who only wanted him dead.

"Ifri. We should find Rizi." She said softly, sitting on the ground with Seere's head in her lap. She was closer to him... yet some how it was Ifriam who had Seere's affection. The old vampire dotted on his little brother a little more then he did Isabel. Not that the little woman minded that. She loved both of her brothers.

Idly her hand stroked Seere's hair, her touch slowly waking him from his slumber. "Yes... I shall fetch Rizi. You bring brother home." Ifriam said softly, kneeling on the ground. "Take care big brother..." He whispered, kissing Seere's forehead lightly as he stood. By the time the old man woke fully Ifriam was running off, searching blindly for the little hunter....

How did he screw this up so perfectly? He didn't deserve this life he knew that well... So when his eyes opened again he was surprised to see Isabel holding him. He got a small amount of joy out of that... Eyes watering up again as he sat up. "I-isa..." He said softly, leaning down so his face was into the girl's chest. "Isa, where is Ifri?" He asked, sobbing softly. He felt her hand in his hair, stroking him slowly, motherly.

"He went to find Rizi." She said softly. Those words... were not what he needed. Freezing he pulled away, eyes wide. "What! How could you let him! Isabel! He...He... He could get killed!" He shouted, frightened for the first time in... god, in centuries. His whole body shook as he sat there, staring at his sister. "Isa. Go home. Get the house ready for guests. I'm going to get Ifri... and Rizi. Go home!" He said sternly.

With that he rose, looking at his sickly sister as he turned to run after his brother. If anything happened to Ifriam... it would be his fault, and he'd never forgive himself. Tears made it hard for him to see, but he ran after the scent of his brother quickly.

This was his first time roaming the streets of any city, but he somehow felt safe. Maybe it was his vampire blood. Or the knowledge that Seere would wake and come after him. He knew that his search for Rizi would be dangerous... And he honestly thought that he could take the half breed. The man was stronger... but he thought that as a pure blood he would be stronger.

It didn't take him to long to find the distraught man. He was drenched in blood, and he reeked of anger... It scared him. This man had killed Raphael. Captured Seere's cold heart and driven the same man insane with want. "Excuse me. Excuse me. Mister Rizi Sage Nash... Are you perhaps... looking for Lord Seere Kyrie Eleison Charon...I can bring you to him sir... Sir!" He spoke softly, his young vocal chords not functioning like Seere's would have.

At that point in time his elder brother found him, grabbing his hand.... "Ifri!" Seere was scared, it rolled off of his body like thick perfume. It filled the air with a stench so thick it was almost a fog. He was scared that Rizi would take Ifriam from him... from Isabel. He still had tear trails down his cheeks, and it was obvious he'd been crying for hours. He was messy, dirty... He even smelled bad.

Slowly he looked up, startled greatly. "I-Ifriam... go home... Go...." He whispered, pulling his brother backwards as he backed from Rizi. He was surprised his little brother had found him... So quickly too. His guilt rose up again and his hand went to his head, legs wobbling as he toppled backwards, footing uncertain as he tried to suppress what he had done. Gasping he felt the hard concrete tear open his arms, felt his head crack on the side of the road.

It hurt... but he knew this was nothing compared to what Rizi was going through. He pushed himself up, looking between his vulnerable brother and the man he'd maimed so thoroughly... "Home Ifri.. run... Run!" He shouted, gaining nothing... they weren't to far from the park, and Isabel poked out from the tree line, getting closer to the three men. "My lord..." She whispered, touching Seere lightly, looking at Rizi.

This was... the worst situation for him. Panic was obvious as he pushed himself up, keeping himself between his siblings and Rizi...

[Sarubia]

Turning Rizi let his eyes fall on such a child. After all pure bloods aged much differently than humans or half breads did. Even at his age, he was only considered a teenager to the vampires. Which was why they all thought that he wouldn’t be able to kill them. He showed them each and every time. Rizi was sure he had more blood on his pale hands then the vampire had on his.

Blinking he blinked at him. He didn’t care what the child had to say, after all why would he kill a child? Even right now he wasn’t that far gone. He had turned away until the child said the one name he was looking for. Tensing he turned back around. This child knew Seere. Hissing at him Rizi reached up and moved his sword so that it was now rested in his hand. His little boy could bring him to Seere? Laughing softly he stared at the male, a very deadly smile coming onto his face.

Rizi was about to take a step towards the small child before the child was pulled away and Seere was standing in front of him. Blinking he smiled at the pure blood vampire as he rested his sword against his body. “Bonjour monsieur. Je vous vois m'avoir fondé. Je devrais vous remercier de venir à moi au lieu de moi devant vous trouver.” Really he loved that little fact. Seere had come to him so Rizi didn’t have to go looking for him.

Blinking dead eyes at him Rizi looked at how he was protecting the child. Really why did he even bother? He was just going to kill the child, all because he knew Seere. After all isn’t that what Seere had done to his lover? Killed him because Rizi had loved him? Really Seere should have kept his little child at home, less chance of Rizi being able to find him. Though he had to admit the fact that he could smell the fear coming off of Seere excited him. It made him want to attack at the very moment. Though he always did like to play with his pray.

It was why he had been hurt several times while hunting.

Smirking Rizi took a step closer as Seere fell and cut himself. Really how much more fun could this get? Oh right, alot more since Rizi planned on having the male’s blood on his hands. Though that needed dampened slightly as he cought sight of a little girl. Looked like the male had a twin sister. Mmm intresting. ”What are they to you?” Rizi spat as he moved closer. Slowly. They all knew that they wouldn’t be able to get away from him now.

Even if they ran he would follow them, and although he wasn’t as fast as them he could keep up. He would keep up. After all this was all a game to him now, and the pray was finally after years and years was going to be killed. Really Seere should have known better then to kill his lover. Rizi had never been this deadly, even after his mother was killed. He was too young to understand how to let his vampire side out.

Now he knew how too and oh god it felt good. Licking his lips Rizi held out his hand to the male, though this hand also happened to hold his silver blade. Really he could kill them all right now. He would enjoy it. After all Seere had taken two of his loved ones. Pay back was only fare after all.

Moving forward Rizi used his sword and sliced Seere’s clothing so that the male’s top was cut straight down the back. The tip of his blade cut Seere’s skin, leaving a nice red line going from his shoulder blades down to the lower part of his body, stopping just above the swell of his a**. ”So? Why don’t you tell me who the enfants are? After all they must be important if you’re telling them to run. Smart man.” His voice was deep, his hair moving as he pulled arm back. Lifting a blood stained hand he pushed his side bang behind his ear as he stared with dead gray eyes.

Smirking he took a step backwards so that Seere could get up if he wished. ”Oh how the mightily vampire has fallen, do you know who’s going to kill you Seere? Do you know that I’m going to add your blood along with the enfants’s on my swords silver blade? It will be painful. I’m sure your back must be screaming in pain, and that was only a little cut. Can you picture what the pain is going to feel like for the enfants? They most likely had never felt pain from a silver blade before. You protected them very well, or at least you did. Until you killed Raul that is.”

Laughing harshly Rizi didn’t care if anyone heard him. After all why would he? He wouldn’t kill the humans, they had done nothing. He would kill the vampires and the hunters. If neither of them lived then there would be no reason for this blood bath. Lifting his soulless eye he looked at the children.

Why did he feel that he had seen them before? Had seen them in sunlight too? Shaking his head he glared at the children, enjoying the scent of fear that they gave off. Though he did have to admit he was sure he had tasted this sent before. ”I killed your brother yet you come to find me?”

Yes the last vampire he had hunted last night, he had smelt like these twins. Looked a lot like them too. Rizi still had the wound; well the wound was healed thanks to his lovers’ blood. But he still had the string in his side from where the wound used to be. Blinking he drew himself out of his mind. “You know I killed him yet you came to find me? For what? I would have found your Seere before the month was over. It’s like you handed him to me on a silver platter, for that I must thank you child.”

Anyone could see that Rizi had lost his mind, his eyes were dead the only emotion in them was the blood lust to kill. Anyone could see that he wasn’t affected by the blood covering his whole body, covering part of his cheek and staining his cloths or hair. His normally bouncy brown hair was now dyed red from the blood it had laid in. The bottom was curled tightly at the end because of how it dried. The moonlight and blood now made his hair a dark, dark red color.

“Enfants, you can blame your Seere for your early death. I normally don’t go after children; after all you haven’t done anything yet. But you see, Seere has taken two things that belong to me. Its only fare I take two things that belong to him.” Really it did make sense to the crazy half bread at the moment. After all if he took away two things that meant everything to Seere then maybe the vampire would feel how he did. Maybe that would be hell enough and Rizi would allow him to live for a bit longer before killing him. Oh how he would love to watch the older vampire go crazy. Really he would adore that.

[Divinitate]

A soft whimper escaped him as he was slashed, but other then that he remained silent, holding his siblings tightly. "Rizi... you've already taken everything. You've killed all of my family." He whispered, trying to rationalize this to the man. Shaking his head he looked at Ifriam and Isabel, eyes wide.

"They're... my youngest siblings. The last pure bloods..." He whispered, kissing each softly on the forehead. He knew that they were doomed to die... But he could at least try to reason with Rizi. Slowly he stood, top falling forward into his arms. Looking at the fabric he felt awkward being half naked in the streets like this. A few people stopped and started to stare at them.

Seere was a predominantly shy man... Sure he could take charge, and sleep around, display himself well in front of others... But... Rizi made him feel so... oddly. He looked at the man for a long moment, dropping his cut shirt. "Rizi... I... " His voice caught and his eyes shut tightly as tears rolled down his face again. If the man was paying attention he'd see that Seere was crying...

It was obvious that he felt badly for what he had done... Guilt was riddling his features, and his fear wasn't even for himself... It was for the twins. Looking at them, he wiped at his eyes, shivering as he turned back to Rizi. "Please... I know I've done... I've... " His shoulders sagged and his gaze dropped to the ground. "I've taken your life away. All because I wanted you to love me... I know it was wrong. I was so jealous. Why did he get to have Rizi's love while I got nothing but hatred. Why can't I stop killing to get attention from the man I've loved for... for over four hundred years." His voice was soft, shaking.

He was shaking. Violently so. Ifriam's hand went to Seere's arm, the slash in the old vampire's back healed already. That was his one blessing. Rapid regeneration. Slowly the young blond vampire walked around his sobbing brother, ignoring the sword. "Rizi Sage Nash. Seere's lost his mind. Much as you have. His heart, as dead as it is, was taken by a young, innocent half breed." He looked blankly at Rizi, eyes trained on the man's face where there was little blood...

However his gaze eventually went lower, to the hands, eyes going wide as his breathing noticeably quickened. Fear started to bubble up and Seere's hand went over his eyes quickly, his arms around the small body. "Please. Don't look at him Ifri. I'll protect you. I'll protect Isa..." He whispered, voice hollow as he pushed the young twin to his waiting sister.

Seere kept his back to the half breed for a long moment, the slash mark nothing more then a red line. It looked more like a whip mark then a hit from a blade... "Please... run." He pleaded, his true self showing clearly when he talked to the two of them. This was a side Rizi had never seen... and never would have if Seere hadn't gone out. A tremor ran through him and he had to hold onto Ifriam for a moment. "I'm so sorry." He cried out, his words loud as he wobbled a little, the force of his tears making his knees buckle.

It was when his legs gave out that the female finally strode forward, looking at Rizi with blank eyes. "You killed Raphael, and Turo... and Kana... My lord always says to watch for you. That you're dangerous. But my lord... in his heart he loves you. The beast of a tainted union. Slowly the mere thought of you... drove my lord insane. You'd not understand... but you're the one his heart chose. He wants only you, sire." She was respectful, even bowing slowly to Rizi, eyes never leaving his as she spoke, then withdrew swiftly.

The twins looked pitifully upon their older brother, reluctant to leave him... "You're going to kill us aren't you Rizi." They said together, eyes blank as they looked at the crazed half breed. The two held tightly to Seere, their love for him painfully obvious, even to Rizi it would be obvious that they loved their brother. "Isa. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let you leave home." Ifriam said softly to his sister, eyes finally sparkling with tears. He was pitying Rizi now, since he knew if the half breed killed them both.. love alone wouldn't stop Seere from wanting his blood.

"My little ones..." Seere whispered softly hugging them tightly for a moment. Sniffing he stood, pushing them aside. "Rizi. I'm the one who sinned against you, so don't take it out on them... they're just babies..." His eyes were shut, but he stepped forward, grabbing the sharp blade so he wouldn't move. He stepped closer, reaching up, brushing the man's hair from his face.

He looked him over, tears still trying to escape his eyes. "I just...wanted you. From that first day..." He whispered, touching his cheek lightly, looking down. The blade was burning, and it hurt so bad to hold it still... Bending down he kissed Rizi's forehead gently, whispering, "I am truly... horribly... sorry for what I've done. Please... take it from my flesh... not theirs." He was shaking, the hand on Rizi's cheek trembling almost as badly as the one on the blade...

The twins inched back, knowing that their brother was buying them time... they took it, slipping away quickly while Seere kept Rizi occupied. Not that that was what the older man was trying... He mainly wanted to show how guilty he felt... and god was it honest guilt.

[Sarubia]

Silently Rizi listened; after all there was nothing to say. They all knew that they would die by his sword, by his hand. He would have spared the children; after all he never went after them no matter what they were. Going after children would mean crossing a line that Rizi never wanted to take. He didn’t want children’s blood on his hands; he already had countless vampires and human blood. Babies and children were the one thing that had always been safe from him. Though now, now Rizi had nothing to stop him, nothing to hold him back. After all it wasn’t his fault that he was like this. Oh no Rizi had been at least somewhat normal. Broken, sure. But he had morals, and rules that he never crossed.

Though as he watched Rizi had to wonder, why did the male even try? Why did he try to stop him? Then again why the hell did Seere do all those things in the first place? He had been ten years old, in human years. He had watched as this once so proud male killed his mother in front of him. Had to him to live and grow so that he could kill him. Now that long ago vampire was... This. This thing. He was crazier then Rizi was. After all he had willing killed his lover knowing full well that Rizi would come after him and kill what was dear to him.

Rizi wanted to step back, after all Seere wasn’t what or who he remembers. This thing was nothing like he remembered the male to be. The male used to take over his every thought, use to rule his life. Rizi had been scared of him as a child though now, now he wasn’t anything like a child. Jaded from what this male had done to him at such a young age then from what he had to do to stay alive. Rizi wanted to move away, wanted to get away from him. He was starting to think letting the male live would be torture enough. Though still even as he thought that he knew if he let the male live he... He felt like he was betraying his loved ones. After all he had promised that he would kill this simple male.

Though he did have to wonder why the child vampire started to freak out. After all he had done nothing yet other then cut the males top and he did that because simply he could. He wanted to prove that he could hurt the male without doing really anything. Cutting off the cloths proved that point, or at least to him it did. Still though that didn’t explain why the child started to freak out. He was fine a few minutes ago, but now he was affected by something. Not that it would matter anyways still though he would like to know the answer, not that he would ever ask.

Though once again, after Seere had fallen the little child stepped forward though this times it was the female. Really what was up with this family? Did they all have to talk to him? Rizi didn’t care that he had drove “their Lord” crazy. After all he was the one who drove himself crazy. Rizi had done nothing other than be alive, if somehow he helped with that well it wasn’t his fault. That would be his parents fault for giving birth to him. Oh no, he was not going to allow them to pin the blame on him. After all he did not tell the vampire to become this, this thing. He shouldn’t even be allowed to be called a vampire. He may be strong in body but his mind was weak. Weak enough that he had let emotions overtake him. Vampires should not be like that, or at least that’s one thing Rizi had always thought. The creatures were blood thirsty; after all he had part of that blood thirst. They were strong and cruel. Rizi wanted to shake his head but instead he stood still and just listened.

The female child was polite, he had to give her that. She had pointed out the fact that he was tainted. The beat of a tainted union, really the child couldn’t have gotten it more right if she had said anything else. It was true. He was a beat and the union of his parents had been tainted. Sadly there was nothing he could do about that, not even get made at his mother for birthing him. Oh no, that had been taken away from him. Just like his childhood had been. Though he did have to stair at her when she said that the thing on the ground loved him. Ah if that was true then Rizi wanted noting of his love. After all he had love. He knew what it felt like, this was not love. The male was obsessed with him, for a reason Rizi had no idea to. But not love, surely not love.

Seere talked again and Rizi turned his dark gray eyes over to the older vampire. Sinned him? Oh the male had done more than that, it even caused a slight harsh laugh to leave his blood stained lips. Oh, Seere had no idea what he had done to his little hunter. None at all.

Watching him Rizi didn’t move as the male grabbed his sword, didn’t move as he felt the male’s hand touch his cheek the soft lips brush his forehead. Though he did want to move. He wanted to move backwards and never let the male touch him again. The touches reminded him of memories that he had locked away in his mind. Images that he always hated and never let himself even think about them.

Closing his eyes tightly Rizi wanted to move away. He didn’t even realize that the children were leaving. Oh no, right now all he wanted to do was get away from Seere. He had never thought the male was going to touch him. He thought he would just kill him. Easy. Simple. No touch was needed, just a good swing of his blade. Though somehow the male had turned the tables on him, Rizi had allowed him to touch him. Allowed the memories to surface from every time he had ‘caught’ the male.

They both knew that the only reason Rizi had been able to catch him was because the older vampire wanted him too. After all even though he looked like an adult he was still a child. He may be powerful but that was only because had a reason to live. He couldn’t allow anyone or anything to kill him. Since he was not allowed to die before Seere had. Then his lover came and made life more fun, love enjoyable. Though even when he had been with his love and the human had been his love. His body still remember Seere. His mind still wanted the touch of the male; his body throbbed to have the older vampire take his blood.

Every time he had caught the older vampire they had been together. Oh it had been a blood bath; both had scars from the other. But Seere had been able to train his body to enjoy being bitten. Had trained it to enjoy the harsh touches, the pain that had always came from being with him. Rizi had always pushed this out of his mind. After all he had his love. He did not need some twisted vampire love. Though now, now he was even more alone then this male was.

Licking his dry lips Rizi looked down at the hand that was holding onto his sword before he turned his face into the hand touching his cheek. It was shaking. Once his lips were pressed against the hand he hissed into it. ”I hate you Seere. I have since I was ten years old and you killed the only person who ever loved me.” With that said Rizi pulled away, careful to draw his sword out of the male’s hand. Oh he could see the cute but knew that it would heal soon enough. One thing about Seere, the male had damn good healing skills. Much better than his own.

Taking a few steps back Rizi had to look down at the ground, the twins forgotten about. Right now all he could remember was the touch of Seere, the taste of his lips as the male had forced himself onto him when he had been younger. Looking up his gray eyes shinned with hatetred but not as strongly as it had been before. Oh they would still wilt any plant but Seere would be able to see the notches in his heated glaze turned down. ”You killed everything that was ever mine. You turned my body against myself. I will kill you Seere.” With that said he turned around and walked away, his sword held behind him, the blade red with Seere’s blood.

Though this felt like a hollow win. He had hurt the male, that he knew. But he was sure he was the one who really lost. He had lost his lover. Lost his only family and now his body was begging to turn around and be pressed up against the vampire. To let him feed on his blood. It had been close to a hundred years since Seere had fed on him; in that amount of time the once powerful vampire had turned into this. Seere was not the vampire he remember, nor did he want to kill someone like this.

Stopping Rizi turned around. ”You are pitiful. Your siblings may have pitted me for how I am but at lest I haven’t changed. You have changed from someone strong, someone everyone feared into this... Thing. Hiding. Jumping from human to human. I make a better vampire then you do Seere and I am truly only half. Either grow up or you will kill yourself. I won’t have to do anything.” With that said Rizi turned around and walked away again.

[Divinitate]

He wasn't surprised when Rizi started to walk away. He knew the man wanted nothing to do with him, yet it didn't stop him from starting. "Rizi... Rizi..." He whispered, voice so soft, almost like a woman's whisper. Tilting his head to the side he let out a faint cry, it was strangled as if he didn't want it to escape. Eyes shutting he shuddered and opened his mouth. Slowly he formed the words, shouting out, "I'm sorry!" His body shook with the force of his words, and he started after him, hurrying quickly.

Grabbing the man's hand he repeated, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He had tears in his eyes, but he looked firmly at Rizi, moving in front of him. "I'm sorry I killed her. I'm sorry I raped you all those times. I... I know you hate me. That you want to kill me... I deserve to die. I...want to die, by your hands. Those hands..." He spoke in a low, rough whisper as he wobbled a little, looking down slowly. "There is a home, just out of town. You can't miss it, it has large windows... Please... find me... find me..." He leaned down slowly, cheeks wet as he pressed his lips to Rizi's.

Closing his eyes he gave into the moment, pulling the man close to him for a long moment, lips locked with Rizi's. He'd missed this, the feel of Rizi. His smell. His touch. He didn't deserve any of it. So he slowly pulled away, backing up a few steps. He had tears in his eyes still and he quickly ran passed the half breed, heart heavy in his chest as he escaped.

People watched him as he ran, and all made way for him. He didn't know that he was being followed, and not by Rizi. Running to the edge of town he stopped, the taste of Rizi's lips still upon his lips. Touching his bloody hand to his lips, tears rolling down his cheeks. As he stood there he was attacked... A stout blow to his shoulders and he went down. His bare shoulders were easy prey for the brutal attack of a silver blade. His skin tore open, thick red blood oozed gown from a jagged opening, rolling down his shoulders. The blade was still in his back, burning him horrifically as he whimpered.

His voice was pained as the hunter slowly drug the silver blade out of his shoulders. The pain was greater then anything he had ever experienced. Eyes rolling shut he didn't make a sound as he fell forward, hitting the ground hard. He didn't make a sound as the human hunter attacked him, kicking him while he was down. His body curled in around its self as he was attacked. Finally he made a sound, a soft whimper as the man's heel connected with the side of his head. It would have knocked out a human, but he was anything but weak, even in a emotionally unstable state.

The foolish human withdrew for a moment, sheathing his blade with a loud slapping sound. Slowly the hunter knelt down beside him, slipping fingers into the open wound. A loud scream escaped his lips as the man pushed fingers into his wound deeper. The hunter laughed at his pain, amused greatly by the pain that he was inflicting onto this ancient vampire. "Thought you could come out, didn't you, you disgusting beast." The man whispered into his ear. It was horrifically ironic to him... That he was being assaulted like this when he'd taken all of the most precious things from Rizi...

Growing still Seere felt a hand on his leg, fingers brushing his thighs. This wasn't the first time another hunter other then Rizi had touched him. He knew the drill. He knew that the man would most likely let him go after raping him... They always did... So he slowly lifted to his hands and knees, looking at the ground. It was just after one in the morning, and no one would be on the streets. That was part of why the hunter had attacked him... Everyone knew not to kill him. Everyone knew he was Rizi's to kill. Even his own kind knew that. This however... no one could stop. Not as long as he hurt the little half breed. Not as long as the man refused to claim him.

The familiar feeling of his skirt being moved, of his body being used crossed his senses. Quickly he blocked it out, spacing out as the hunter did his business, enjoying the still, soft and smooth body of the oldest vampire. It wasn't long before the man finished, beating Seere roughly when he;d pulled away. He made no sound as he fell back down, disgusted further with himself. Gradually the hunter stopped, fixing his clothing. As the man was preoccupied with that Seere slowly he pushed his body up, a few ribs broken.

If he cared about himself he'd let his body heal... But he didn't. He'd ruined Rizi's life, destroyed him. He'd been used again, for things he only ever enjoyed with his half breed. His eyes concentrated on the human who thought to attack him, thought of using him like this... Grabbing his arm he twisted it around behind him, applying pressure slowly. "I'm... not yours to kill.. I'm not yours to hit. To use. If I ever see you again... I'll kill you." He whispered into his ear, applying pressure to the arm slowly. He felt it snap, heard it crunch and heard the man scream out loudly, body straining to break free of Seere's tight hold.

That was all truth. He wasn't this human's to hurt. He was Rizi's. That thought preoccupied him and the man was howling in agony as he slowly turned away, walking off towards his home. He was limping, and the sun was kissing the horizon lightly. He hurried to the door just as the sun rose, illuminating the front of his beautiful home.

"Ifri. Isa. I'm home." He called out softly, slipping into his home. Everything ached. He had blood and a white substance trickling down his legs. Yet he ignored that. He ignored the blood that ran down his back. What was the point in healing quickly. There was none... so he limped slowly up to his room, shedding what clothes he still wore. His chest was heavy with sorrow. The stairs were pure agony, but he took them slowly, smiling ever so slightly when he saw the twins. "Hello." He said softly, glad when they helped him to his room. He was sore from his beating, and heart broken over what he had done to Rizi.

Walking into his bed room he looked at them, kissing their foreheads lightly. "Go sleep loves." He whispered, brushing fingers over their cheeks. Shutting his door he made straight for his bathroom, yanking his boots off as he entered the shimmering room. He turned the water on, stepping into it as he thought deeply. All that flooded him was Rizi. Thoughts of what he had done to that man. All the guilt.

He sunk to the shower floor as the water crashed down around him, sun light filtering in through his windows to wash over his naked body. Everything hurt, and he wasn't allowing his body to heal its self as he sat there crying himself into a stupor. Blood and water mixed, creating a pink flow to the drain. He was in a state of self pity and hatred, so he didn't notice when the door was pushed open. He didn't notice when Ifriam and Isabel walked into the room.

He only noticed when he heard clothing being shed. Slowly he looked up, eyes red with tears. Ifriam was being assisted by Isabel, his clothing being taken off of him. Seere watched calmly, sniffing and rubbing his eyes as the small twin became bare of fabric. He knew what the boy was doing... And he vastly appreciated it. Going to his knees, Seere held his arms out for him, still silently crying. He was greeted with Ifriam's spell, it was one thing the male was exceptional at. He was good at feeding Seere's delusions. Sinking back to the floor of the shower, Seere nuzzled into his little brother's neck, biting him slowly.

In truth... Ifriam and Isabel weren't Seere's siblings. The two dysfunctional twins were of another strain of vampire blood. They were hyper sensitive to the sun. Even when it filtered in through the special windows it could give them a rash if they lingered for to long. To add to that young Isabel couldn't drink human blood, nor vampire's blood as a matter of fact... Then there was Ifriam... He was a hemophobic. Just the sight of blood made his body tense up, and he'd start to panic. Seere had found them when they were little children, had raised them as his brother and sister...

So, in turn, they saw each other as siblings when in truth they weren't related. Yes, they looked similar, but that was part of Ifriam's magic. The little man was so talented at casting spells. And right now he fed Seere the thought that he was being comforted by Raphael, Seere's elder brother. It was painful for Seere... For Ifriam. For Isabel.

"My lord... I'll ready your bed." Isabel said softly, not able to watch as Seere sucked her twin of blood. A side effect of sucking another vampire was acute arousal. It always happened, and even as Seere sucked blood from little Ifriam's body he could feel that taking hold of him. He wanted this to be his brother... or better yet... Rizi. Pulling from Ifriam, Seere was panting heavily, his internal injuries healing with the blood he'd taken from the small man. "Go...Now Ifri." He whispered, body shuddering as he suppressed the need to take someone. As he did that he felt disgusting. He felt horrible for wanting to take Ifriam and make him bend to his will.

"Go, get Isa to get me a bag of blood... then get my sleeping clothes. I'm not sleeping with you two today." He said coldly, pushing the frail boy out of the shower quickly, pushing himself up to his feet, turning away from Ifriam. He was trembling a little, but he ignored Ifriam as he washed himself, the wound on his back not healing at all. He didn't want it to. He wanted the mark, he wanted the pain it brought him...

Slowly he heard Ifriam leaving. This was hell, he felt so awful. Sinking back to the floor of the shower he leaned his head against the wall. Softly he whispered, "Raphael... what do I do?" He sat there crying, hands to his face as the twins tended to the house, preparing his bedroom, preparing blood for him. It was around six in the morning when Isabel entered the bathroom, turning the shower off. "My lord, your meal is ready." She whispered, stepping into the shower with him, drying his hair, then body with a warm, plushly soft towel.

He looked up at her, almost showing his age as he stood. She put a clean towel around his waist, taking his hand. The wound in his shoulder still ached, still burned, and she pushed him into the bedroom, grabbing a first aid kit. "My lord... what happened, did Rizi attack you?" She asked softly, guiding him to his bed. Seere sat slowly, shaking his head ever so slowly. "He...left." He whispered softly, leaving it at that. He wouldn't say more. He wouldn't tell them that he'd been raped after running away from Rizi.

So he sat there, silently allowing Isabel to tend to his wound. "My lord... why don't you let it heal?" She asked, gentle hands sewing it shut, cleansing it with peroxide. How could he tell her that he felt like he deserved this wound and all the pain he felt from it? "This... is only a fraction of the pain I caused him." He whispered, looking at his looked at his hands. He still sported the burn he'd received from touching Rizi's sword. That and the slash on his back he'd keep, he'd let them heal like a human would heal.

"Thank you Isa. Could you go tend to Ifri now. I'm afraid I took to much from him." He whispered softly, ashamed of every little part of himself. What kind of man was he... He kept hurting everyone he loved. But Isabel simply hugged him tightly. It felt nice... to be held. Crying softly he shook his head, exasperated greatly. Then he saw a pale faced Ifriam walk in, still not dressed. He held a bag of blood, eyes not leaving Seere. "My lord. For you." He whispered, sitting next to Seere and Isabel. He handed the bag over, averting his eyes as Seere sunk into it, drinking deeply.

Finally he caved in a little, pulling Ifriam close. "Drink little one." He whispered, shifting into the bed, leaning against the headboard. Isabel put a blanket around him and left as Ifriam indulged himself, eyes shut tightly so he wouldn't see blood. The bag was empty between the two of them feeding from it. Seere was glad the boy could drink like that. Though it was harder for him... It didn't matter at that moment. He was falling asleep slowly, mind shutting down. Slumping over he didn't feel himself being man handled into a more comfortable position, nor did he feel Ifriam pressing close to him for a moment, kissing his lips strongly.

The little male adored Seere, but knew where the man's heart fell... so it was only when Seere slept like this that Ifriam could steal a kiss, pretending it was given to him. Then the sleeping vampire was left alone, the twins having retreated. He'd sleep until disturbed, he didn't want to wake... never. Never... again. He didn't want to feel the sun, the moon, blood... Nothing at all. But that was just his guilt talking. He'd wake before sunset to feed, body knowing what was best for it...

[Sarubia]

He wanted to kiss him back, really he did but at the same time he didn’t. God he didn’t. It was like his body was fighting against his mind. His body wanted it, it wanted anything this male would give him. His mind on the other hand wanted nothing to do with him. His mind hated him, hated what he had done to him and turned him in to. Though before he could do even anything Seere pulled away, moving faster then he thought the male would have.

Really he though the male would put up more of a fight. After all what happened to the male that had killed his mother? That ruthless male that took what he wanted. God Rizi could still remember the first time Seere had taken him; it was such a blood bath though he had been too small. After all Rizi had done everything he could to stop it, had even cut up the older vampires face with his nails but it didn’t help much. He had been to weak, more human then vampire at the time. He didn’t know how to stop a young vampire, never mind an old one.

So he had fought but overall it did nothing, Seere had taken what he wanted and broke him as a child. Taken away his childhood because after that all that matted was somehow getting him back for two things. But sadly he had never been able too, each and every time it all just happened again, it didn’t matter that he had been older, stronger. He was still no match for the older vampire.

Though one thing he had ever picked up was how the vampire had been becoming crazy. Sure Rizi was crazy; after all he was a vampire hunting vampires. That in itself was something that was never heard. But he had always stayed somewhat sane. He had a goal, to kill Seere. Then he had found friends throughout the years. Somewhere dead as for the others, well they were gone to but in different ways. Then he had found his lover.

Rizi watched as Seere ran away. He wanted to call out to him. To say wimp, coward or something, after all that’s what this Seere was in his eyes. Oh his body still felt the same, his taste the same. But this was a much weaker version of the male that had hurt him. Rizi wasn’t sure if he cared for this version, after all he didn’t know what to do. Killing Seere now was like killing a child. Something he had never done and now that he was calmed down, at least slightly. Knew that he wouldn’t do, not even to cause the person he hated pain.

He stood there thinking, his eyes reflecting his emotions for a little while. He thought of a lot of things as he stood there, the night slipping into day break before he sighed and ran a blood stained hand though hair. He needed a shower. He needed time to think about what his next action was going to be. Seere said to find him. To find his home. Seere’s home was not Rizi’s home. Not now and not ever.

Picking up his sword Rizi started on his long walk home, his feet dragging slightly behind him. Although he wanted to feel clean he knew he never would be. He had his lover’s blood on him though; his mind would always see the blood on his face, on his pale hand. If he had been fully human they would lock him up, sadly he was now more vampire then human.

Stuffing his hands in his pockets Rizi didn’t realize when he ran into someone. Though this someone was crying, holding his arm like it was broken. He also smelt... off. Rizi knew this human; he was one of the hunters. Frowning Rizi watched as the hunter looked up at him then tried to take a step only to fall down on his a**, screaming out in pain as he let go of his arm and it hit the ground. Standing Rizi stared at him. Really he knew that he looked bad but he didn’t think he looked that bad, surely not bad enough that called for a screaming fit.

Gray eyes just stared down at the human as his sent wrapped around him. The human blood that was still flowing though his body was highlighting all his scents and he smelt something on top of the hunter’s pain. Oh he smelt fear but also something much more different. Rizi knew the scent. That he was sure of.

Biting his lower lip Rizi knees down so that he was eye to eye with the hunter. He was hurt but that wasn’t why he was scared. Oh no, Rizi could see it in his eyes. The hunter was scared of him. Smirking he reached forward and took the male’s chin and forced him to look up at him. He knew now why the male was scared. He had Seere’s scent on him. How interesting. ”So, would you like to tell Rizi why you smell like my Vampire, Hunter? I know you didn’t kill him. None of you guys are that stupid, nor could any of you guys kill him. So would you like to tell me why you smell like him?” His voice was cold; a slight tint of humour was running though his tone as he stared at the human. His fangs which normally weren’t ever out were now peaking out when he talked.

The hunter paled; really sometimes they forgot what he was. So sad. Making a tasking sound Rizi shook his head at the human. ”Really, please do explain why you smell like him; maybe if you have an good excise I won’t kill you.” That was such a lie, after all Rizi knew his vampire didn’t attack the human. His vampire was to upset to really do anything, sad but true. At lest Rizi knew what his Vampire was doing, and he was sure the male had been going home.

Still though the hunter made no move to tell him anything, instead he was trying to pull back but all Rizi did was tightening his hold on the male’s chin. After all he was going to kill something today and it appeared that it was going to be this hunter. Really such a sad excuse of a hunter too. Lifting the male up higher Rizi smirked. ”Now understand, I did not have a good day. It would be best if you told me what you did before you make me any madder hunter. Really, I may not be as strong as a full vampire, but I’m much stronger then you. In every way.” The last part was hissed as his eyes glowed with his anger. God he just wanted to kill him now.

Without any warning Rizi steeped back, letting the hunter fall to the ground with a loud thump. Stepping forward he placed his foot overtop of the broken arm and pressed down, had. He enjoyed the scream of pain that come from the thrashing male on the ground. ”So you willing to tell me what you did yet? Unlike my Vampire, I’m cruel. He just kills because he needs too. I kill because I enjoy it.” Smirking he pressed harder into broken arm. He could hear it crush under his weight. He shuddered at the sound, humans were so weak. They broke so easily. Vampires were always more fun to hunt, they didn’t brake like this. They kept on fighting.

Putting a bit more pressure on the arm Rizi slowly pulled his foot up, after all the human couldn’t talk if his body was in to much pain. Key words, too much. Glaring down at him Rizi waited, he only had so much paintais now. Normally he would never be like this, he would have better control. But he was hurt, annoyed, confused and he still had warm human blood in him. Whenever he took blood from a body he was always more ruthless, more curl. That was one reason why he was willing to kill the children. At this moment he was more vampire then human, no one had ever seen this side of him. He wasn’t even like this when he hunted.

”... attack... blood... I couldn’t stop myself...” It all came through tears. The hunter was crying, begging for Rizi not to hurt him anymore. Though Rizi knew he was going to kill the male but now... Now he wanted to know what he did. After all that little ‘I couldn’t stop myself’ part had got to him.

Hissing he reached down and pulled the Hunter up by his chin so that he was kneeling. ”You couldn’t stop yourself? What couldn’t you stop?” His voice wasn’t loud. It was soft, cold and deadly. A voice that people feared and many hopped that they would never hear. That voice promised death. Seere hadn’t even heard that voice from Rizi.

”..R...Rape... H-him...” At those few simple words Rizi saw red. Hissing he threw the male on the ground. His stupid male rapped his Seere? How dare he. Seere was already down, to upset to even stop the human most likely. Really Rizi wasn’t sure who he was more pissed at. The hunter or Seere for letting it happen.

Hissing Rizi moved forward, the human was taller than him but Rizi didn’t care. It didn’t even faze him as he moved forward and kicked the male so that he was on his back. Moving me stepped onto the broken arm first, leaning all his weight on it before he shifted his other foot onto the other hand. Pinning the male to the ground, thrashing under him. Screaming and begging for help or for him to stop.

The screaming was loud, the voice straining to be heard as the sun started to rise. No one was out now. Oh no, people were sleeping and no other hunter would ever help him even if they were around. Though there was no one. Laughing harshly Rizi looked down at the hunter. ”I’ve told you guys, he is mine. That none of you guys can touch him. Really I thought you guys would learn after I killed that other guy for touching Seere. The vampire is mine and your kind are never allowed to touch him. The fact that you rapped him just gives me all the more reason to kill you my co-worker.” Licking his lips he lifted his arm to pull out his sword.

His sword was still red, the tint of Seere’s blood on the tip of it. Moving the blade down to the human he pressed the tip against the hollow of the male’s throat. That stopped the lovely sound of screaming in the matter of seconds. ”You know, I’ve always tried to stay human. I’ve never given into my vampire side.” Pressing a little harder he made a p***k in the skin, so that human blood now dripped down the male’s tanned skin.

”Yet as I grow older I find it harder to push back that side. I’m finding I very much enjoy the sound of you screaming. Of you spinless beings beg for me to stop. Really you should have guessed by now. I am not human and the human part of me just died today with my lover.” Hissing at him Rizi Pressed the blade deeper into his thrate before he pulled it out. He was tempted to just leave the hunter there, his thrate stabbed and still alive. After all he would die soon. Eyes flashing he turned and looked down at the human before he shook his head. ”Really such a pity I don’t drink blood. So much good blood going to waist." With that said Rizi quickly moved his sword arm, slicing the human’s head off his body, he turned around so that he wouldn’t see the spray of blood.

Putting his sword back in its holder on his back Rizi walked on. After all he wanted to get home. The fact that he had killed the hunter not even bothering him, nor the fact he left the bleeding body in the middle of the road.

Roughly about ten minutes later Rizi had reached his house, stripped and now stood in the shower. Blood running off his body to pool around him in a light pink color, closing his eyes he leaned against the wall. Seere had been rapped and Rizi wasn’t stupid. He had killed several of the others who had rapped the male. After all they all liked the fact that the vampire never did anything to stop them. Really why didn’t he stop them? Was the vampire that far gone that he didn’t care anymore?

Wrapping his arms around his body he let himself fall to the cold stone floor. Really, why? Pressing his face into his knees he took deep breaths. He had gone too far today, normally he just killed the hunters. Didn’t let them suffer like that. But today... He had been more vampires then human. His eyes started to fill with water but because he was a Halfling his tears weren’t like human ones. The tears he sheared were a slight pink in color and they trailed down his cheeks, leaving pink lines.

What could he do now? He didn’t want to go find Seere. After all why would he? Seere was weak now. Killing him wouldn’t be the same as he had always thought it would be. His lover was gone. Everything he had was gone. Maybe he would just leave. After all there was nothing for him here now.

Lifting a hand he brushed the pink tears away before he stood up and finished washing the rest of the blood off his body and hair. Fifteen minutes later he stepped out of the shower and squeezed out the water from his hair. Yes. That’s what he would do. Leave town, after all he had nothing here anymore. No reason to stay.

Wrapping a towel around his waist he moved into his room with a wet cloth. Carefully as to not burn himself he cleaned hi blade before he rested it beside the bed. Pulling on some pants he sat in the middle of the bed and towel dried his hair before he stretched. Licking his lips he looked at a picture across from him on his dresser before he got up to retreace it. Picture in hand he moved back to the bed and crawled under the covers.

Holding the picture to his body he curled around it as he sighed. When he woke up he would leave. Go to another town, maybe another country. If he left now he was betting that he would be lone gone before Seere even realized what happened. Good. Let the vampire stay here with his siblings. No other hunter would touch him. After all they would all be scared of Rizi now. Yawning he closed his eyes and let himself fall into a light sleep. He would never allow himself to fall into a deep sleep anymore.

[Divinitate]

It was near ten in the morning when he woke again, body screaming for food... Rousing he let out a faint groan that echoed in his bedroom. The sound brought Ifriam and Isabel to his side instantly, both looked drained and exhausted... but worry was obvious on their faces as Seere stirred. Slowly his eyes opened, sleepiness obvious still. He wanted to go back to sleep...to not be awake. Yet, he couldn't. "Has he come...?" He asked softly, knowing it would be a no.

Just the look in their faces told him that, and he nodded slowly. Why would he want to come? After all Seere had done the man so much harm. "Ifri, can you pick out an outfit for me? I'm going out." He whispered, looking at Isabel as his hand went to his stomach. The small girl smiled a little, nodding as she left the room to get him something to eat. Unlike most of his kind he enjoyed eating human food.

He watched as Isabel left, eyes slowly going to the small man who refused to move from him. "Yes... Ifriam?" He asked softly, laying back into the bed. The small man just glared for a moment, huffing a little as he moved off of the bed to make Seere an outfit. "What... got into you Ifri?" He asked softly, rolling over onto his stomach, sheets and blankets falling away.

It left his body exposed, and the faint scars he had from Rizi hurting him. Each one he cherished, since in his twisted world it was Rizi's way of showing care. His eyes slowly shut as he laid there, the dip in his back a little exaggerated by the sunlight and shadows playing. "Do you want to know what happened Ifri... Before I came home?" He asked, rolling onto his back slowly. It hurt to do that, but he did it anyways.

Much to his surprise he felt a hand on his cheek, then lips against his own. "My lord, if you want to talk about it, I'll listen. But understand... I do not think that that disgusting half breed deserves your love. I do not care what you've done to him. Why does he get to have all of your love, all of your desires... Its unfair." Ifriam's voice was softly, and laced with obvious jealousy. It surprised Seere like nothing else. Staring at him in that surprise he sat up slowly, rolling so he was sitting.

"Its because of what I've done that I want to give him everything I am Ifriam. One day... you'll find someone who makes your head dizzy, makes your heart speed up, and just seems to be everything you could hope for. That's... what Rizi is for me. Just thinking about him makes me excited. Just hoping he'll come... fills me with joy. Even though I know he'll never set foot near here... I hope he will. I pray he'll forgive me one day..." He spoke softly, lowering his eyes as Isabel walked in, a tray that had toast and bacon on it.

She smiled a little as she set it down beside him, wandering over to his closet. "Would my lord like pants or a skirt today...?" She asked, not seeing the tremor that ran through Seere when he heard the word skirt. His eyes widened and he screamed softly, hugging himself tightly. He couldn't stomach the thought of being in a skirt at the moment, of being vulnerable to attack like that again.

Seeing the reaction, Ifriam rushed to him, pulling the larger male close as he cried. "I let a hunter rape me... because... because... I knew Rizi wouldn't give a damn!" He wailed, holding Ifriam tightly for a long moment. He felt filthy, disgusting and he hated that very much. He hated that he had allowed the man to touch him... But his shoulders had hurt, the blade had taken more out of him than he had thought it would. That and... he'd been so upset about his cruel deed... He'd wanted to be hurt. But he'd wanted it to be Rizi.

It took him a few moments, and he forgot the food rather quickly. "Pants, please, and a shirt that doesn't reveal anything. Something... something generic. That I can wear and hide..." He whispered, voice small as Ifriam stroked his hair, trying to get him calm again. "My lord...I found a new butler for you. But he's been telling us a strange story. Do you want to hear it...?" He asked softly, nuzzling into his beloved brother's cheek softly.

A strange story...? Seere was interested now, and he slowly looked at Ifriam, pulling from the man he'd just found out wanted him for his own... "Tell me." He whispered. What could have happened that was so interesting? Not much... maybe the humans had found a serial killer again. He liked hearing things like that. So he waited a moment while Ifriam to tell him.

"There was a murder today. A man was found decapitated. His arm was broken, and showed that it was broken for several hours before hand. And apparently there was a stab into his neck... Isn't that interesting?" Ifriam said softly, smiling lightly as Seere's face went pale. The older man looked at his small sibling, eyes wide. "Which...arm..." He asked softly, wondering which one. He prayed it wasn't the one he thought. If it was... that meant Rizi had found out. That would mean Rizi knew.... knew that he'd allowed himself to be attacked...

Looking down he shook his head, hearing Ifriam say, "I think the butler said it was his left... Why?" That was what he'd been scared of. Gulping he pressed his eyes shut, afraid of what Rizi wound think. Though.. that was scantly the first time it had happened. "He knows. Rizi... knows I was raped. What will he think of me now. He's already disgusted... now that he saw how weak and disgusting I am now..." He whispered, angry with himself now.

Slowly he rose from the bed, pushing passed Ifriam. "I... I have to go to him." He whispered, glad Isabel was just wlaking out with his clothing. Gladly taking them he rushed to the bathroom, hand grabbing the cream he'd used the day before. "Leave me." He said sternly, shutting himself up into the bathroom. He didn't want to see anyone if it wasn't Rizi.. Slowly he slathered the cream onto his body, enjoying the stretching of his stitches.

It felt oddly to him, hurt a little. No.. it hurt a lot. He groaned as he tugged the blue shirt over his shoulders and down to his waist. It wasn't tight, it barely even showed his body. He still looked lovely in it though... That was a problem with him he knew it well... Yet, there was no way of fixing it. Even if he only ate human food to sustain himself he'd not gain a pound. He was stuck in this perpetually young, thin, sickly looking body. He almost hated it. Almost. But he knew that he was beautiful. He knew a lot of men had a hard time keeping their eyes, and hands, off of him. That thought made him shudder as he yanked his pants up and over his thin hips.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Seere touched his lightly tanned cheeks. This was a major oddity, and he knew that. He knew that it was a strong debate among the human hunters on how he'd accomplished his tan. Little did they know that it was his Greek ancestry... No one alive knew that he was Greek, not even Rizi knew that. And his general look didn't betray his heritage. Nothing about him, other then his name, let it be known he was a Greek man... Nor that he was one of the first vampires to have lived. His clan was the first... and he was the second child.

Thinking all of his facts out he knew Rizi wouldn't be awake for a few more hours. But he'd have to hunt him out. He'd have to find his scent again. Tugging on his stockings he wondered what Rizi would like to eat... He knew the man wasn't picky on food.. And he knew he himself enjoyed sweets. Nodding to himself he pulled his gloves forward, slipping his hands into them. He was almost ready to go... It was already almost eleven now.

He slowly opened the bathroom door, finding his blue Converse and the twins waiting for him. "Thank you." He whispered, stooping to kiss each of them on the top of their head. He walked around them, sighing softly as he sat to pull them on. "Can you get me my coat?" He whispered, wanting to cover up as much as he could. He'd pull a scarf on to hide the small bruise forming around his neck now. Sniffing a little he stood and walked back to the bathroom to wash his face. Splashing cool water against his skin he looked around and saw that Isabel had included a blue scarf for him.

The woman was so considerate to him. Always knew what he wanted or needed before he knew it... It was probably because he'd formed a bond with her by feeding her animal blood when she was little. It was sweet to him. Wrapping the scarf around his neck he pulled out a small silvery box. It had a fine powder in it. He'd have to hide the brusies on his face from his beating. They were faint, but he knew Rizi would see them...

When he finished Ifri held out his coat, a simple knee length ensemble that had a small little fluffy collar. It went down both sides, and wasn't to unappealing. It was colder outside, he knew that by how the sun felt on him. "Thank you loves. Please sleep while I am out." He whispered, touching Ifriam's cheek lovingly as he slipped the coat on.

Slipping passed them he grabbed his hair band that went with this outfit, slipping the flowery ribbon into his hair. Then he grabbed his ring and necklace, leaving the room slowly, putting them on. He had nothing else to do now so he hurried out of the house, locking the door behind him as the sun hit him in the face. It felt... good. He loved it, but he wanted to get to Rizi before he woke up...

He made it to town in record time, rushing to the nearest market. He'd make food for Rizi... And convince him to stay. He knew the man would run, he had a habit of that. He'd always leave when he thought he had nothing to be around for. Seere intended to show him other wise. Buying a nice steak he picked through vegetables, not knowing a thing about food really. The attendant saw his dismay and came to help him out a little.

"A little lost sir?" She asked softly, seeing Seere had steak too. "Here, try these... they'd go well with that steak..." She handed him some green beans and pointed a few things out to him about cooking it all. Seere smiled, eagerly absorbing it all into his mind. He swiftly thanked the woman, rushing off to a bakery. He would have been breathless if he was human. But he wasn't. So he didn't show any outward sign that he was getting tired.

In the bakery he nosed around a little, smiling when he saw cream filled croissants. He pointed to them and motioned for two. He watched intently as the attendant picked out two for him and he gave over the money willingly. Now... he just had to find Rizi. Searching wouldn't be hard. He could find the man rather rapidly. Sniffing the air softly he hurried down the street, walking as if he knew just where he was going.

It was twelve when he came to a tall building. He could smell Rizi... so he walked to the door, smiling at the person leaving. They kindly held it for him, not knowing he didn't live there. All he had to do was follow his nose and find Rizi now... That was easy to do, and he soon came to the third floor... Fifth door down the hall reeked of Rizi, and his heart started to pound heavily as he looked at the door, trembling a little.

How... could he thank this man for killing his rapist... when he'd hurt him so badly?

[Sarubia]

Although he hadn’t wanted to sleep long nor deep he did. He also dreamt but this time of his dead lover. Moaning softly he rolled over and pushed his face into his pillow, the picture still hugging his chest, though that didn’t last long. Slowly he pushed himself up and stretched. He was still tired but that was because his body never got enough rest.

Normally he slept till one; he hated to be up around twelve. Today though he had woken up about ten after twelve and just lay under the covers, he would have to get up to close the blinds. The sun was always to strong at this time. His poor body could never handle the rays, now at lest. As a child he could, even as an “adult” in human years he could. After he reached seventy five though, he slowly started to get more burns; had to limit his time outside around noon. He had hated it but he knew it was bound to happen.

With the blanket around his head he moved out of bed, his body still tired and demanding sleep, but he knew better. It was good that he was up early, meant he could get ready and get out of here sooner. He didn’t understand how Seere was able to go outside during the day... But he didn’t want to run into him today. For some odd reason he felt bad like leaving like this though really this wasn’t the first time. Most of the time he would be long gone after a few years in one place. This time he had out stayed his welcome. ”Ha that’s an understatement. Out stayed my welcome my a**. If I don’t leave they will push me out.”

Rolling his eyes Rizi let the blanket drop to the floor, showing off his body which held scars. Unlike the rest of the vampires he haled like a human, so that meant he scared. Most of his back, chest and arms held scars. Some from when he was young and trying to learn how to fight with his blade, others from fights and even some from Seere himself. Though he didn’t care about them anymore.

Moving over to his closet he pulled out some cloths and got dressed before he did anything else. He also grabbed a few cloths to stuff into a bag before he started to brush his hair. He was going to be on the move so best would be to put it up, after all if it was down it would just get in his way. No matter how much he loved his hair down it just wouldn’t be a smart idea. He was on the run. Hair pinned back was better. Tying his hair into a tight but low ponytail he sighed. He really didn’t want to leave this time, he was tired of running but what else was there to do?

Turning back he started to stuff his bag, making sure to put his few pictures into it before he went over to grab his blood. Drinking one bag he stuffed the others into a different bag. He would be traveling with two bags and his sword. After all that’s all he needed, when he ran out of blood he would go after animals, but for now he was fine.

Putting on the two side bars he looked down at them, he had one larger bag laying against his right hip while a smaller one against his left. The smaller one held his blood. Shaking his head he grabbed his sword and put it on the holster on his back. He always wore the sword holster when he was traveling with his sword.

”Time to go.” Muting the words softly he looked over at the time, it was five to one. A good time to leave and he was ready. He had nothing else here to hold him back anyways. Seere would find him so he wasn’t worried about the vampire; anyways he had made himself clear. He didn’t like the vampire... But then why had he killed the hunters? He had killed most of them who had rapped Seere. Rizi wasn’t stupid; he knew it happened though he didn’t understand why. So instead of asking he just killed the hunters that he knew. He was sure that after the first fifteen that went missing the others started to realize what had happened and either stopped doing it or they just stopped talking about it. Either way it didn’t matter.

Moving over to the door he reached out and held onto the handle as he gave one last glance around the place he had lived for the past years. Sighing he turned the knob and opened the door only to be staring up at a person. Blinking he frowned. Staring up a Seere Rizi tipped his head to the side and just stared, gray eyes unblinking. Was he still dreaming? Or maybe seeing things.

Still staring he closed the door and took a deep breath before he opened the door again, only to still have a Seere in his doorway. ”God damn it. I’m still sleeping aren’t I?” Growling to himself he closed the door and pinched his arm. Hard.

Frowning when it hurt he looked at his arm, it was slightly red. Rubbing the spot he opened the door again and like he expected Seere was still there. Glaring up at him Rizi didn’t move before he stepped back, slammed the door shut and locked it. Turning he was muttering about how he had to stop thinking about the vampire, he was now seeing things.

Moving to the window he opened it, slipped outside and jumped out of his window. Landing on the ground he shook his head. Really, why the hell had he pictured the vampire? Really he must be pretty damn stupid to be doing that. Shaking his head he stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked down the street. Now where to go was the question. ”Maybe I’ll go travel on a ship and just get out of here. A nice change. Go kill other vampires in different countries... Yes that sounds like a good idea.” Do something to forget about his lover, about the vampire he hated but never wanted anyone else to touch.

In a way he was running away, after all he wasn’t needed here. He didn’t want to be here either, the hunters would come after him and personally now that Rizi was back in his normal head he didn’t want to kill the humans. After all they were just trying to save themselves and he would have to attack them if he stayed here. He was no longer welcome in this town which was fine by him. The father he was away from here the less tempted he would be to go find Seere’s house and attack him. After all he was still very upset that he let the hunter rape him last night. Rizi hadn’t hurt him that much, so the vampire should have been able to attack any hunters that came along. He never hurt the vampire enough that he couldn’t defend himself.