Nightwalker Fan Fiction ❯ The Bells ❯ Funeral Bells ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Cain and Shido or any of the other characters from Nightwalker, no matter how much the voice in my head sounds like Guni…

Warning: As in just about all the fan fiction I write, this fic contains YAOI, or Male/Male relationships that are, as always, incredibly graphic. To me, it's art, and therefore restricting it would be not only stupid, but futile as my muse would beat me into submission and scream for me to write it anyway…

Chapter One: Funeral Bells

Bells, he heard bells. Funeral bells? Who had died? He saw the little girl, her pigtails swaying in a howling wind. Tears. She had tears in her eyes. He watched as she walked up to the fresh granite headstone and put a hand to the carved letters, then turned so quickly he couldn't make out the words of the stone before her dress covered them. She slid down the stone, sobbing…

Shido groaned as he opened his eyes. Somewhere in the melee with Akazawa and the neural toxin he had finally given in to the black of unconsciousness. He looked around a beautiful but dimly lighted room. The bed was large and fluffy, adorned with silk sheets and comforters and four oak posts that held a canopy and diaphanous drapery that hung over it's sides. Through the distortion of the off-white drapes he could make out the outline of a tall man. "Cain?" Shido asked. It seemed like a dream. These things just didn't happen to real people. They just didn't.

"Shido," was all Cain replied as he parted the drapes and sat at the bed's end.

Shido tried to sit up but found the after effects of the toxin too much. Instantly, Cain was at his side, holding the younger vampire upright.

"Don't try to move too quickly," Cain said, his deep rich voice resonating in Shido's ears as the younger vampire looked up to him. "We're safe, in Kyoto. Don't worry."

"Kyoto? What are we doing here?"

"Soon, we will leave for Romania."

"Romania?"

"Home," was all Cain replied.

"C-Cain!" Shido cried as he latched onto the elder vampire, hugging him about the waist. He cried. Shido cried and cried until he head no tears left to cry, until he was simply shaking and quivering in Cain's arms.

Cain titled Shido's chin to look at him and gently pressed his lips to Shido's.

The younger vampire closed his eyes and gave himself over to the sensation. He let himself feel every repressed feeling he'd ever had in hundreds of years they had been apart. He felt Cain's tongue slip into his mouth and caress his own, moving and stroking in a primal dance even older than the two immortals in this bed. He felt Cain's fingers through his soiled shirt and sighed when he felt those agile fingers work his buttons, one by one, until he'd laid the younger vampire's chest bare.

Cain gently, infinitely gently, lay Shido back on the bed and cupped his face in his hands, touching him nowhere else. There was nothing else. Only hands, soft hands, and the kiss. Cain's tongue swept back into Shido's mouth over and over again, sometimes delving deeper, running over Shido's teeth and the roof of his mouth.

Shido brought up a hand to Cain's face, but the elder vampire caught his hand and pinned it to the side of Shido's head.

Cain broke the kiss and ran his tongue over Shido's pale lips, pink with the blood that Cain called to the surface of his skin. Cain sucked Shido's lower lip in between his own and savored the salt of his skin. He let the hand that was not holding Shido's fall to Shido's chest, playing over the skin with a butterfly-soft touch. He interwove the fingers of their hands and gently pressed his body against Shido's. His lips left Shido's and the younger vampire whimpered, then moaned as they fell to his throat, kissing, sucking. "Delicious."

Shido spread his legs, bringing his knees up to each side of Cain's powerful body, becoming all too aware of the sheets and comforter and the immense amount of clothing separating the two of them.

Cain wrapped his free arm around the small of Shido's back, pulling the vampire up to him and out from under the sheets. He ran his tongue down Shido's throat and collarbone, tracing it like a glorious work of art. He drew his tongue even lower circling a dark pink nipple and flicking over the hardened tip.

Shido sucked in a sharp breath then released it as a sigh when Cain took the tight bead in his mouth. Warm. Warmth, a heat that shot straight down to his groin. "Cain," Shido whispered.

"Hmm?" Cain mumbled before releasing Shido and moving his face to equal his.

"I'm…I'm sorry" Shido said, wrapping his free arm around Cain and embracing the older vampire.

Cain nuzzled in the crook of Shido's neck "No more tears. Forget the years. Find your place. In my embrace." He felt Shido's smile in the twitching of his neck muscles. Then he felt something unexpected.

Shido's hand wandered down Cain's side and finally came to rest on his thigh, squeezing it lightly, then a little harder, and a little harder.

"Shido…"

"Shh," Shido smiled as he continued, moving his hand between them and applying a light pressure to Cain's burgeoning arousal.

"It's rather hard to be quiet when you're doing that," Cain smiled back.

"Then I'd better try something else," Shido said pressing his lips to Cain's throat.

"Mmm," Cain voiced. " I like this." Cain slipped off his shirt hurriedly, then grit his teeth as Shido undid Cain's slacks and his hand delved in to find him, encircling him.

Shido's wrist moved and swirled around him and Cain's breath came heavier. He set himself above Shido, bracing himself on his hands and knees. "Shido," he said as his head beaded with sweat. Finally Cain caught his wrist and brought Shido's fingers to his lips. "No more of that," Cain breathed, "Please," he asked, and was pleased to see a mischievous smile play across his lips as he took one of Cain's long fingers and sucked it between his lips.

Shido played his tongue over each digit until Cain finally took over again and ran his fingers over Shido's tongue and on the inside of his cheek, over his teeth and pearl fangs.

Cain unbuttoned and slipped Shido's slacks off with a single hand, all the while continuing his attentions on his mouth. He gently pulled his fingers from Shido's mouth and brought them around to his buttocks and pressed in his forefinger.

Shido squeezed Cain's shoulder as he felt the first digit enter him, then looked to Cain when nothing else came. Shido saw a look of worry stamped on his face. He was worried about Shido's condition, or the condition of their relationship, or both. "It's okay," he said as he stole a brief kiss from the elder vampire. "It's okay," he reassured again.

"The first time we did this, I hurt you. I know I did," Cain said, the slightest bit of emotion slipping into his voice.

"I was unprepared…and you were just…loving me. It didn't hurt after a while. Please, Cain, don't worry about that now," Shido said.

He paused for a minute, as if remembering something, then replied, "I don't have to hurt you now, love. Not now," he replied, slipping out of Shido for a minute to rummage around in the nightstand drawer.

"Oil?" Shido said when Cain twisted open the small bottle and coated his fingers.

"You can never be too careful when your skin is so sun sensitive."

"Mm, right."

Cain nodded and continued his ministrations, slipping his first and another long, lubricated finger into Shido and relishing his excited gasp. He worked Shido, moving his fingers inside him, caressing him from the inside out and the purple coifed vampire writhed beneath him, his hair billowing out like a rampant rain cloud. He moved inside Shido, pushing and withdrawing and twisting and turning until Shido cried out, his passion ignited.

Shido moved his mouth to Cain's neck, scraping his fangs along the tender skin and barely opening flesh. His tongue ran over the slight wounds, lapping the blood from them.

Cain pulled his fingers out of Shido, discreetly cleaning them on the sheets, and wove them in Shido's hair, pulling back on the younger vampire's head a little less than gently, but pleasurably. He bent his head down, again capturing Shido's lower lip, but instead of kissing, he pierced the soft skin. He sucked on Shido's lip, tasting blood and salt. He pressed his body along Shido's and drew the young vampire's tongue out of his mouth like harpies to an unwitting sailor. His kisses became more desperate, and Shido could feel Cain's erection straining against his already open slacks and towards his own. Cain released Shido's wrist and hair to slip out of his slacks, pressing the length of his naked body to Shido's.

The younger vampire gasped, only to have Cain take advantage of his wide-open mouth by delving even deeper. He moaned, running his hands along Cain's back, pressing them to the small of his back, pressing, holding, wanting.

"I can't concentrate like this," Cain whispered as he nipped at Shido's lip.

"Then don't," Shido replied.

Cain responded by pulling loose the long silk ribbon that held back Shido's hair and lifting the young vampire's hands to the headboard.

"Cain?" Shido seemed a bit shocked by the move.

"Shh," Cain said, kissing his lips to silence him. He tied the long ribbon round Shido's wrist, then tied them to one of the wooden headboard's railings. Cain slipped his hands down Shido's sides, running his fingertips over the pale skin only pausing to explored the tiny arches created by the younger vampire's ribs. He kissed Shido's neck once more, his mouth opening wide and fangs protruding. He reached for the nightstand once more. After a moment, he returned his full attention to Shido, his fingers covered in the same satiny oil, and sank his teeth into Shido's eternally young skin, slipping through the flesh as easily as butter before he slipped his fingers into the young vampire again, stretching him. He held Shido tightly as the bound vampire gasped with the first bubbling jet of blood came and his skin stretched.

Shido moaned loudly, his body bucking against Cain and involuntarily yanking at the silk ribbon that held his arms to the bed. He shouted as Cain pushed his teeth deeper into his pulsing artery and wrapped his legs tightly around Cain's waist. Their erections pressed together and Shido grit his teeth. "Cain," he whispered, "Oh…oh *fuck*!" the vampire swore as Cain pushed harder into his opening, finding that one most sensitive spot in Shido's body, spreading his two fingers and adding a third. "Oh… god… Cain…nnh… love… you… oh my god!"

"No gods here, my love," Cain rasped, "only us. Only me and you." His words came smothered against Shido's skin. "And where did you learn such vulgarities?" He moved against Shido, creating an exquisite friction between them. Both of their breaths came shallow and hard, and both were covered in a glistening sheen of sweat. Cain withdrew his fingers and lifted Shido's legs at the knees, setting Shido's heels on the bed. He spread more of the oil on his throbbing staff and cupped Shido's bottom with each of his large palms and spread them readying for his entrance.

When he entered Shido the entire bed shook and the younger vampire cried out loudly, his voice ebbing away until it came as a soft moan, but Cain would have none of that.

He pounded into Shido ceaselessly, and the younger vampire moaned his approval. This was how it needed to be, among their kind. So basic, so primal and feral that it both enticed and horrified Shido, who revealed in all its glory. So much like their first time, but then again, so much better.

Shido arched his back, pressing closer to Cain as the elder vampire pierced him again and again. Beautiful and gloriously violent. He felt the silk tie on his wrists slacken ever so slightly as Cain paused to untie it from the bed, but not his appendages. Shido threaded Cain's body through the loop of his arms and settled them around Cain's waist, holding him desperately and sitting up on top of him, rocking forward even and Cain pushed into him.

Their lips met in hot, moist kisses as Cain struggled to hold back some of his pent up aggression and passion. It was useless. His fingers buried into Shido's hips with bruising force as he pulled his lover down onto each powerful thrust. Cain's tongue ran up Shido's neck, licking at the wounds he had made earlier, and his hunger caused him to hiss. He sucked the blood from the tiny punctures, intentionally bruising Shido's neck, marking him like a lion would his territory. He stopped, looking up to his lover's face, covered in sweat, eyes wide open to the world. He ran a hand along Shido's cheek and brushed the hair from his eyes. The innocence in Shido's eyes astounded him. Cain knew Shido had been bedfellows with the girl, but had there been anyone else? Could there have been? No. Only the girl, and only to make her stay. Shido was still as inexperienced as when he and Cain had made love for the first time.

"Cain!" Shido's voice called Cain out of his stupor. "Cain?"

Enough speculation. Shido was his now, regardless of other lovers, regardless of Ken, Shido would always be his. Cain buried his fangs into Shido's chest, just under his left collarbone, piercing the artery with a ferocity even he himself didn't expect. He felt Shido fold in on him, felt his breath, hot on his face, felt his lover's fingers, though bound at the wrists, caress the back of his head. His hand closed around Shido's neglected erection, pumping as he rocked them both, as he drew and drew upon Shido's wounds until he could take no more. With a primal roar, he latched onto Shido's jugular and heard him cry out. He drew on Shido again in deep droughts, as if he were sipping from the fountain of youth once more. His hands and his thrusts moved quickly. He drank and drank, rocked them both, until Shido's feeble voice came.

"C-Cain," he whispered, and his lover looked up.

Cain saw Shido, pale in complexion even compared to his own vampiric skin and realized he'd taken too much. He raised a hand to Shido's head and pressed it to his neck. "Drink," he said. "Please, Shido." He felt Shido's pearlescent fangs puncture his skin even as he pierced into Shido's throat again.

There it was again, that glorious circuit of pleasure, even as Cain stroked Shido with his left hand, pressing the younger against the headboard and wall, and pressed his other hand to the wall behind him and drove into Shido. Shido was crying out Cain's name, even as it was muffled against flesh, even as the tears of ecstasy rolled down, as Cain's were too.

And when neither of them could stand it, neither of them could take it anymore, Cain released his passion, and Shido tore his bloodied fangs from Cain, screaming the elder vampire's name with his own release

And eternity came full circle…

***

"How is he?" Ken'ichi asked as Cain stepped out onto the balcony.

The elder vampire, Ken and Shido's dark father, as Cain was the one that created them both, was dressed in simple garb, a black sweater and a set of black denims, which contrasted highly with his normal wardrobe of dress, almost period clothing. He held two wineglasses filled with blood, and handed one to Ken.

"This is the part I don't think I will ever get used to," Ken said, taking the glass and sipping as bit of the red liquid.

"You do, and quite soon. Even Shido did," Cain said in a low voice.

"You two are very close," Ken said, "I guess hundreds of years will do that."

Cain huffed. "Hundreds of years apart? Ken'ichi, Shido's life has been no bed of roses. I tried to prevent all of it. I really did. Just remember, no vampire can ever trust a human."

Ken looked down to his drink. "I guess I never thought of that."

"Do not tell me you are having regrets so early on," Cain looked over the rim off his glass.

"No way!" Ken replied, his cheeks reddening. He downed his drink quickly in his embarrassment. "I mean, no. I knew what I was doing when I asked you to do this to me."

"You look so much like myself, and yet you speak as Shido did. And he eventually left me."

"I'm not like Tatsuhiko. He doesn't remember why he wanted to become a vampire, why he asked you, but I do," Ken sputtered. Cain handed him the other wineglass, and Ken looked up to him.

"Believe me, you need it more than I do. You've been so worried about Shido in these past two days you haven't fed at all."

"Thank you," Ken replied, sipping down the blood from the second glass. No sooner than Ken finished the drink brought his glass down did Cain latch onto Ken's throat. Ken's grip on his glass loosened until it dropped to the ground, shattering into hundreds of tiny glittering shards. Ken was expecting pain after the initial shock, but instead a deep rapture flowed freely between the two vampires.

Cain's hand came up to grasp Ken's neck and the younger vampire swooned, his knees threatening to buckle. Cain broke the contact and stepped through the balcony doors. He looked over his shoulder. "Welcome to the family," he said, and left Ken standing dumfounded…