Nighttime

DISCLAIMER: Don’t own ‘em. AU.

   Jyou walked home, scared. His father wasn’t going
to be happy about his report card…and it was getting
dark, he’d put it off as long as he could.
   He shivered. His parents would end up ignoring him
for days and days…and lavishing attention upon his
older brothers.
   Someone tapped him on the shoulder. Jyou turned to
face the barrel of a gun.
   He froze instinctively, and made the mistake of
looking into the man’s eyes. He suddenly felt very
dizzy…A sharp pain in his neck didn’t bother him, nor
did the feeling of blood draining out of him. Too much
blood…
   A small figure rammed into the man, knocking the
fangs out of Jyou’s neck. Dazed, the boy watched as
the vampire kicked at a small dog, cinnamon colored,
that was growling furiously at him.
   Fangs slashed at the dog, ripping open its side.
Then it was tossed aside, and the vampire left.
   Jyou rushed to the side of the dog, but backed off
when he realized it was not a dog.
   It was a wolf, a young wolf, but still a wolf.
   A whimper drew Jyou closer to the wolf. It did look
bad…blood was everywhere.
   Jyou sniffed, letting the scent fill his nose. He
hesitantly touched the side of the wolf, then lapped
at the blood on his hand. It tasted delicious…
   But that wasn’t the focus right now. Yes, he was
suddenly thirsty, and the blood was just what he’d
like, but the wolf had stopped trying to get back up.
   It had on a collar, with a phone number. Jyou
shrugged, and ran to the nearest payphone to call.
   Within a few minutes, a couple had pulled up in a
car and loaded the wolf into it. “Shh, Koushiro
sweetie, you’re going to be just fine…” the woman
cooed comfortingly.
   And then they were gone, and Jyou was left with his
need for blood…
   Years came and went, and Jyou’s need for blood
steadily increased. He took to going out nights to
hunt, but he never attempted to drain his victims,
just took enough to keep himself from going insane.
   One night he met the other vampire.
   It took him by surprise when the fangs pierced his
neck, and he struggled, until something knocked both
of them over.
   The other vampire ran, but Jyou stood there,
unsure.
   A wolf wagged its tail at him, licking his hands.
The same wolf…collar and all. Jyou leaned to scratch
behind the ears of the canine, smiling when the wolf
rubbed against him. “You remember me, don’t you?”
   To his surprise, the wolf nodded.
   “Huh? You can understand me?”
   Another nod.
   “Are you a werewolf?” Jyou asked thoughtfully,
surprised when a voice answered him.
   “Yes. I’m Izumi Koushiro. Who’re you? I recognized
your scent…” The speaker was a boy, perhaps two years
younger than Jyou, a bit shorter, with cinnamon
colored hair and deep black eyes. Jyou’s voice caught
in his throat-he hadn’t seen someone that good-looking
for quite a while.
   “Don’t drool,” the boy said playfully, closing
Jyou’s mouth for him. “I take it you’re gay? Or bi?”
   “Bi,” Jyou said, regaining his voice. “I’m Kido
Jyou, it’s nice to meet you…ah…by any chance, are you
bi?”
   “Yes,” Koushiro laughed, running slim fingers
through Jyou’s hair. Jyou stared, as Koushiro blushed
and backed off. “Sorry…I forget, not everyone is so
touchy-feely as I am…”
   “But I don’t mind,” Jyou blurted out. He was
lonely, too many people instinctively avoided him…
   “You don’t?” The other boy brightened up. “Can I
kiss you?”
   “Why not?” Jyou said, and immediately he was pulled
into a long, deep kiss that the werewolf enjoyed as
much as he did.
   When they finally broke apart, Koushiro pulled Jyou
to a nearby park.  The two boys cuddled together, Jyou
sniffing at the wild scent of Koushiro, wondering what
the boy tasted like…
   “If you kiss me, I’ll let you drink from me,”
Koushiro said suddenly and solemnly. “I can tell
you’re hungry.”
    Jyou gave the boy a gentle kiss, feeling the
younger boy thrill at his touch. Then it was over, and
Koushiro was breathing lightly with half-lidded eyes.
   “That,” he said fervently. “Was good.”
   Jyou grinned. “You make it sound as if we had sex.”
   “Well…nah. Little too early for that.”
   “Have you no shame?”
   “None whatsoever. Just a survival instinct, but you
won’t hurt me, will you, Jyou?”
   “Of course not!”
   “So, do you want to drink or not?” Koushiro tilted
his head to the side to give Jyou a view of his
jugular vein. Jyou swallowed, then leaned forward to
hold Koushiro immobile. He kissed a little, then
nibbled at the skin, to prepare the boy. And then he
bit.
   Koushiro moaned as he drank, savoring the feel.
“Ooh…this feels good…OOH…Jyou…”
   Jyou lapped up the last drops of blood, feeling
rather satisfied.
   “Ah…” The young werewolf lay in his arms, lazily
trailing fingers over Jyou’s face.
   “I think I’m falling in love with you…” Koushiro
murmured. “Wanna be my boyfriend? You understand me…”
   “Sure, Koushiro-chan, I’ll be your boyfriend…let’s
meet here every night…” Jyou gently touched Koushiro’s
face, seeing those sparkling black eyes soften with
affection.
   “Yeah…”
   Koushiro filled Jyou’s senses completely for about
three years before his parents found out.
   “I’m bi, I’m a vampire, and I’m in love with him!”
Jyou cried. “You can’t take him away from me! He’s
waiting for me, and he’ll think I’ve forgotten him!”
   “That’s the idea,” Jyou’s father said blandly.
“Vampire, okay. I’ll get you blood from the hospital.
Bi, no. And you are forbidden to be in love with a
werewolf.”
   A knock at the door interrupted this discussion.
Jyou went to open it, when it opened itself.
   “Jyou-chan?! Oh, good, you’re okay…I was so
afraid!” Koushiro sobbed into Jyou’s shirt. Jyou
awkwardly petted the werewolf’s hair, aware of his
parents’ presence. “You weren’t there, and I waited,
but I got scared…You’re okay, right?”
   “Kou…my parents…know. Everything…I’m so sorry…”
   “No…you can’t do this…I WON’T LET YOU!” Koushiro
turned, running out the door. Jyou watched, feeling
extremely guilty. His parents seemed in approval,
though, satisfied that Koushiro would leave their son
alone.
   Koushiro didn’t. Koushiro turned up all over the
place, attempting to regain his vampire, in either of
his forms.
   After finding the wolf gazing sadly at him during
lunch, Jyou gave up and talked to him.
   “What, Koushiro?”
   “Come back, please…” The werewolf sat beside Jyou
on the steps, resting his head on Jyou’s thigh. “I
love you, but your parents…do they love you, Jyou?”
   “I don’t know…” Jyou whispered.
   “You could run away with me…we could be happy
together…or my family could take you in.”
   Jyou didn’t have the heart to say no to the
werewolf. Not with that warm, fuzzy hair tickling his
thigh…not with all the love in the younger boy’s
eyes…not with the thought of losing the redhead
forever.
   “Okay…where can we go? I’m pretty much flat broke,
Kou-chan…”
   “I’ve got connections…all the werewolves who know
me will help us. Right now, my cousins are collecting
money from everyone they know to help us…Motomiya
Daisuke and Jun. All my family’s got lycanthropy…”
   “What’s lycanthropy?” Jyou asked.
   “Werewolfism.”
   “Well…koi…we’ll try. I’ll try. And hopefully…”
   “Hopefully we’ll live happily ever after, the
undead prince and his werewolf lover…” Koushiro said
quietly, touching Jyou’s lips. “I love you. Let’s be
together now…”
   “Okay…”
   And they were.
   FIN
Sunlight, Moonlight

Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, AU, same universe as
Nighttime.

   The boy curled up against the back of the
bluenette, feeling a familiar flutter in his chest…the
first signs of the change were upon him. It was full
moon, and Koushiro had no choice but to change, the
moon compelled him…
   Jyou turned over as his sensitive hearing caught a
nearly inaudible cry. He blinked a few times,
wondering what was going on, then remembering the
recent events…Koushiro was changing.
   The moonlight was like a thick blanket over their
room, Koushiro had insisted on it. It made him feel
safer, with the moon watching over him.
   Koushiro’s edges blurred, and within a few seconds,
a fully awake wolf was curled up at Jyou’s side.
   Jyou yawned, laying a hand on Koushiro’s back.
“Mmm…I take it we’re going out tonight, love?”
   Koushiro led the way out, bounding happily down the
stairs. It was like someone had force-fed him lots of
candy bars, or he’d had too many caffeinated
sodas…Jyou stopped him for a second while he pulled
some clothes on.
   Moonlight washed over Koushiro, and he paused,
drinking it in. This was his domain, he ruled it
completely…not even Jyou could stop him…
   Neighbors sometimes asked about the doggie door.
After all, they didn’t have a dog. Jyou usually
laughed and pointed out that their guests sometimes
had dogs.
   Guests who were werewolves, mostly.
   Koushiro slid out the door. This was where he felt
at home…he needed to run. Maybe Jyou would take him in
the car to the countryside, or they could go to the
park.
   Jyou locked the door behind him. Koushiro was
waiting patiently by the gate.
   Minutes later, Koushiro was running, blissfully
unaware of human problems. Jyou kept up easily,
drawing on the vampire side of him.
   When the romp ended, Koushiro curled up in the
moonlight, letting it settle over his thick cinnamon
fur and turn him a shade of gold.
   Jyou sat beside him, smiling as the wolf decided
his lap would make the perfect resting place. With
Koushiro’s head resting on his thigh, Jyou stroked the
soft fur, making Koushiro roll over for a tummy rub,
presenting his most vulnerable area to Jyou…
   He squirmed throughout it, tongue lolling out of
his mouth. Once that was finished, Jyou scratched
behind his ears.
   Jyou watched almost detachedly as Koushiro hunted.
Here was a side of Koushiro he couldn’t touch…the
killer, the hunter…even though he had done the same,
before Koushiro…
   Koushiro offered him a piece of the rabbit. Jyou
declined, watching his love bury sharp teeth into the
bunny’s belly, tearing and ripping and swallowing…Jyou
turned away. He hated death…but Koushiro didn’t kill
often, and it was the way of nature.
   Koushiro tried to clean his muzzle off. Jyou wasn’t
going to appreciate being nuzzled when he was stained
with rabbit blood…
   A handkerchief gently cleaned him off, Jyou telling
him to hold still.
   They left the park at dawn. Koushiro padded along,
he could change back, but as he wasn’t wearing
anything when he changed, he would be naked in the
light. That wouldn’t be so bad with the moonlight
drenching his skin, making him look unearthly and
pure, with Jyou nearby…but not in the garish sunlight.
He liked to sleep during the day, like most of his
kind. It was bright, not their ideal conditions, and
humans tended to cover any interesting smells with
perfume and cologne. He’d had to break Jyou of that
habit. And all the markings tended to be covered with
human scent…werewolves rubbed against things, much
like cats, to mark them.
   Jyou shivered as sunlight touched his skin. It
wouldn’t kill him, but it itched, and made him
sleepy…they were lucky in their job. It let them set
their own hours…it was an inn, for those who were like
them and needed to be able to change, or leave without
suspicion, to hunt.
   They reached the huge house, almost foreboding, at
the end of their street- home sweet home.
   Koushiro changed back once inside the door, then
dashed up the stairs to pull on pajamas.
   Yamato and Taichi, a vampire couple, were drinking
tea at the kitchen table. They grinned at Jyou,
looking at the stairwell suggestively.
   “Get your minds out of the gutter,” Jyou groaned.
“Nothing happened, Kou was hunting, it was full moon.”
   “It must be hard, having a werewolf partner,”
Yamato said thoughtfully.
   “Not really. And if you’ll excuse me, I need to go
to bed now.”
   Koushiro welcomed him into the bed with a soft,
drowsy kiss. “Well, two more days and then I’ll only
change at will again…and then you can have sex with me
again…”
   “Mmm…it’s not like I don’t like you when you’re a
wolf, Kou-chan, but…”
   “I’m more sexually attractive to you as a human,”
Koushiro yawned. “You’re hungry…go ahead…”
   Jyou’s fangs pierced the boy’s neck, as Jyou drank
the steady flow of blood. Koushiro moaned as Jyou
withdrew his fangs, lapping at the blood, careful not
to get any on the sheets, closing the wound. On a
human, it would stay for days, on Koushiro, maybe a
few hours.
   Koushiro slipped into sleep, and after carefully
tucking in his beloved, so did Jyou.
   FIN

Vampire’s Beloved

Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, though I bet you’d all love
to see this as a show…third story in this universe.

   Jyou groaned as he awoke that night. Somehow, he’d
gotten through full moon without screwing Koushiro
silly...the werewolf insisted that the tradition be
upheld. No sex during full moon...
   Which was pure torture for Jyou.
   Koushiro stirred slightly, revealing warm black
eyes. Jyou kissed his eyelids, and Koushiro languidly
kissed Jyou’s chest, the closest body part to his
mouth.
   “Frustrated, Jyou-chan?” came Koushiro’s soft
voice.
   “Full moon…” Really, that was all the explanation
needed.
   Koushiro slid off his pajama shirt, gently rubbing
one leg up and down Jyou’s. Jyou smiled, revealing his
fangs, and nibbled at his lover’s lips.
   “Jyou…we’ve had this discussion. No fangs when
kissing. It doesn’t feel good…” Koushiro murmured,
pushing Jyou slightly away. Jyou pouted.
   “You’re cute when I bite you…”
   “Oh? Well, we’ll make an exception in this case, I
think…” Jyou grinned and attacked Koushiro’s bare neck
with bites, some which would still be there the next
night, letting everyone know just who held the
redhead’s heart…
   That’d get some of the other werewolves to stop
looking at Koushiro like that.
   Koushiro squirmed restlessly, he was wide awake,
but his mind wasn’t soaked with pleasure yet, so he
could still be impatient.
   Jyou moved to Koushiro’s chest, not bothering to
bite. His tongue was quite enough for most of it, and
a trail of saliva traced its way down to Koushiro’s
stomach. He gently licked at the rapidly hardening
nipples, going to one and sucking a bit on it, then
twisting it slightly with his teeth. His hand teased
the other, and Koushiro moved his chest into the
touch, letting Jyou rub at the sensitive flesh.
   “Jyou…ooh…oh, yes…”
   Jyou smiled as he made his way to Koushiro’s pajama
pants. Koushiro made such human noises at the
beginning…
   Soon the pajama pants joined the shirt, and Jyou
was completing his task of removing Koushiro’s
clothing.
   “Maybe we should just sleep naked…” Jyou mumbled,
using his teeth to pull down Koushiro’s boxers.
   Koushiro might have argued the point if Jyou’s
warm, wet mouth hadn’t closed over his aching arousal.
   A loud whimper issued from his mouth instead. Jyou
gently sucked on him, listening to Koushiro’s
increasingly wolf-like sounds.
   Jyou stopped sucking, making his way back to the
boy’s lips. “Shh…give me a second, and then…”
   Koushiro nodded in understanding, his face flushed
and sweaty, his eyes glazed over with pleasure.
   Jyou scrambled out of his clothes, then rummaged
through the drawer to find the lotion.
   Koushiro was waiting for him, thin body shivering
slightly with the absence of his warmth. He pulled the
redhead into his lap, situating them comfortably.
   Koushiro whined plaintively, rubbing his head
against Jyou’s chest. He reacted with all eagerness to
pleasure, but the feeling mirrored that of the change,
so whenever he and Jyou made love, it tended to make
him change the tiniest bit. His vocal cords changed,
usually, making him unable to speak in human words.
   Jyou didn’t seem to mind, however, as Koushiro felt
one long, slim finger enter him. He pushed down on it,
trying to hit that one good spot.
   Jyou laughed quietly, and Koushiro shot him a look.
A low growl issued from his throat, and Jyou
immediately stopped.
   He added another finger, then another, coating
Koushiro’s inside’s with the lotion. Sometimes
Koushiro liked it hard and fast, but usually he
preferred gentle.
   Jyou gently coated himself with the lotion, then
positioned himself as his love almost snarled with
impatience. As he entered, it changed into a low moan
of pleasure.
   Faster and faster they moved together, Koushiro’s
howls filling the room as they climaxed, then low
panting.
   “Mmm…” Jyou commented, as he waited for Koushiro to
regain his voice.
   “Jyou…oh, that was good…again?”
   “Most certainly…then we’ll get breakfast, hmm?”
   “Sounds good…hard. Fast. NOW.”
   Jyou laid Koushiro on his stomach, then proceeded
to shove into him. There was none of the gentle
touches this time, just Jyou pounding into Koushiro…
   Koushiro climaxed first, soiling the already
dirty sheets. Jyou held out longer, then let his semen
fill his lover.
   A long silence followed, which was broken by a soft
“Ooh…I think I’m going to be sore…” from Koushiro.
   Jyou grinned as he pulled out, covering their bare
bodies with the sheets. Koushiro squirmed over to the
side with the dresser, getting out of the bed to get
dressed, smiling when he felt Jyou’s eyes caressing
his lean figure.
   He winced as the aftereffects began to show
themselves. Jyou was at his side in a moment, making
sure there was nothing more serious, and that he
wouldn’t fall over.
   Koushiro grinned as he was kissed softly. “Love
you, Jyou.”
   “I love you too…” Jyou whispered fiercely, hugging
Koushiro, only half-dressed, tightly.
   They basked in the glow of the moon, the vampire
and his beloved.
   FIN