Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Bite ❯ Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Sweet Bite

By: Anna Hibiki

Rating: R.

Disclaimers: Weiss is not mine! It belongs to Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me. But someday, they'll be mine *insert evil laugh*!! Any info taken from the book Dracula isn't mine either.

Warnings: Shounen-ai/Yaoi, angst, vampires, blood.

Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts. Things /written this way/ are mental talk.

This fic can be read in my page, mediaminer.org and ff.net.

Part 1

His gaze was blurry as he tried to focus his eyes on the ceiling of the white hospital room. The darkness of the room somehow helped him feel less dirty, but it still hurt.

His neck hurt, his wounds hurt, his head hurt… everything hurt, and it seemed that not even the painkillers he had been given when the doctors treated him.

The smell of blood surrounded him, and he could still taste it in his mouth. A few days, de wasn't sure of how many, had passed since his last mission, and he had woken up for the first time.

He wasn't alone, two of his teammates were with him, and he could dimly notice one of his friends, he was too dizzy to notice who, was holding his hand.

The doctors said it was a miracle that he was still alive after what had happened to him. It wasn't.

He was going to die, but HE was there. He had begged for his lover to help him, to give him the life he was so quickly losing…

++ Flashback ++

He ran through the long corridor, trying to get out of the building and finish his solo mission.

At some point he stopped and leaned against the wall for support. He had seen his lover and let him bite him. He always did it without complains, especially because he preferred to be the one whose blood he drank. He didn't like it, it made him want to die every time those fangs cut into his skin and that mouth sucked (most of times lovingly) his blood, but when his lover let go of his neck and looked at him with those green eyes that had reddened, the flush on his cheeks that revealed the life that had been transferred into him, live running thorugh his veins, life he had given the one he loved… it was worth it.

Worth the pain, worth the nausea, worth the betrayal towards his teammates and friends.

For some time he thought he had to decide if he wanted to be loyal to Weiss or continue this relationship, but finally he had settled to continue with everything.

He covered his mouth with a hand, trying to stop the nausea and after a couple minutes succeeded.

He wasn't aware of all the time that had passed until his lover yelled into his mind. /What the fuck are you doing?! Get out of there!/

Okay… he thought back absently as he started to move again.

But something went wrong. When he was crossing the last corridor, seven armed guards were waiting for him. Schu! He mentally called his lover. You said you didn't feel any mind left in the building!

/I'm going there, be careful./ Was the only answer he got from the German.

Suddenly, a bullet hit his leg while he was killing one of the guards.

There was a pained scream, that was his, and more gunshots, but he couldn't feel them, he was too numb, the pain was too great.

What happened from that moment was blurry in his mind. The gunshots had stopped and someone was saying his name… His lover.

Even if he couldn't remember all what happened, he could remember begging for the other to help him. He wanted to continue living no matter what. He wanted to be with the German… no matter the consequences.

It was ironic, but his lover didn't want to 'help' him. He preferred to let him die and rest instead of marking him forever and transform him in what he was.

But Ken wanted to live, and in a short and agonizing mental talk he convinced him of giving him his blood, to prolong his life.

And just when he was slipping into the darkness, he heard the too familiar sound of fangs ripping through skin and a bloody wrist was pressed against his mouth.

"I just hope we don't regret his." Were the last words he heard in his delirious state.

The last thing he could remember was the taste of Schuldig's blood.

++ End of the Flashback ++

He supposed Schuldig drove him to the hospital and told whoever he talked to to call his teammates.

If his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, then Omi was snoring on a nearby chair and the one holding his hand was Youji, who had fallen asleep too (or that's what he could guess from the steady breathing).

The brunette wanted to throw up, the lingering feeling of the blood didn't disappear and it was making him sick.

He shut his eyes tightly and tried to calm down. But he couldn't.

Tears escaped from between his closed eyelids as the realization of what had happened hit him.

He was alive, yeah, but he drank Schuldig's blood.

If a vampire bites you and drinks your blood, you suffer the loss of blood, but you don't become a vampire.

BUT if you drink a vampire's blood… then, you'll slowly become one while you're alive, and will finally be one when you die.

And he had… just to be with…. Kami-sama what have I done?

.::.::.::.::.

"Nagi!" Crawford yelled at his younger teammate.

The Japanese boy entered into the American's office a few seconds later. "What do you want?"

"I had a vision."

The boy looked at him curiously.

"It's Schuldig."

"Nani?"

"He's the vampire we've been looking for. He was here all the time."

"Do you mean Schu is-"

"No, there's someone above him. He's the one we have to hunt, not Mastermind."

"But if he's a… we are defenseless against him!"

"No. Two days ago I received a box with all the documents we need. My mother's family kept them and now I have them. I've read most of the diaries and heard part of the talked material [1] and know what we have to do." He said as he handed Nagi a folder. "Following those lines we'll be relatively safe."

"We really are in trouble, ne?"

"Yeah."

Tsu zu ku…

[1] For this fic I'm using lots of things and info from my favourite book ever. Bram Stoker's Dracula. The book is composed with the diaries and talked material from the charas. And those are the documents Brad will use. So, since his mother's family had them, we'll just imagine that his mother is from British precedence.

Hn… What the fuck am I doing uploading a new story instead of updating all the ones I have up? Well, I had this in a notebook and decided to type it on the pc. And since I tend to forget about things I've done, I decided to put this up before I forgot about it.

But I have no idea of when I'll update.

A vampires fic… What do you think? I know this sucks but I love vampires… I know nothing makes sense but don't worry, things will be explained when time to explain comes.

Until my next update, leave a comment! They're always welcome and will make me hurry with my other fics. And the sooner I finish with other fics, the sooner I continue with this.

Hasta luego!