sooo...umm... yeah...it's been a while... About the other story, I'm working on it! DX I'm trying to do it on my own cause my buddy is all busy with other stories... soo..yeah... I'm having trouble cause my humor is...morbid. More so than hers anyway. She helped with the humor...so...Yeah...I'm trying...

and as for this one, I'm losing inspiration on and off... right now, I am inspired. So, I'll try. thank you to all the people that reviewed.

and is this really like Twilight? Shit! Damn! NO! Time to kick up the blood and guts it would seem. I despise Twilight!

nyaa...on with it then!

"Jiro-kun, Jiro-kun, up on the tree. Give me an apple, I beg of you please." Takada was torturing Jiro again. It was 2 in the morning, and poor Jiro was tied to an apple tree. He was half concious, bleeding from several parts of his small body and his mind was failing him. He had started to see things just 2 days ago. It was monsters, with long talons for hands and sharp teeth. At first, he thought it was Takada, then he realized he had gone crazy.

"About time you cracked, kid. Your innocence was getting sickening." Takada scoffed. Jiro just stared at her.

"Takada! Mikami is looking for you!" Misa cried out a window.

"I swear, the voice of that girl." Takada mumbled.

"Stupid bitch..." Jiro had always hated foul language, but he knew no other word to describe the evil woman. Unfortunatly, she heard. One kick to the gut, and he was out.

"Stupid kid needs to learn his place."

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"L, how exactly do you plan to defeat Raito?" Mello asked one evening after we had returned from our feeding.

"Well, I was hoping for even numbers. Each of us fights one of them. If they gain up on one of us, then we have to help that person. Or we can lock them out and let them die in the sun." L had turned from being serious, to being loopy.

"You're serious, aren't you...?" I didn't understand why we had to have this war anyway. It seemed completely pointless. If that Raito guy wanted his stuff back, then he could take it out on L himself, instead of involving other vampires and innocent humans.

"Unfortunatly, I am. With his sister on his side, there is no telling what they have planned. We could easily be outnumbered for all we know." L answered me apathetically.

"But why? Why does he have to involve others? Why not just you?" Drew snapped. It was getting to him too. The idea of having to wait and see if anyone got hurt. He wanted to fight, to see the gore. But not like this, not while other people died and got hurt while he did nothing.

"I do not know. He always wanted to involve others when it came to his little 'wars'. He is like a spoiled child in that manner. But there isn't anything that can be done, is there?" L stared him down, obviously getting irritated at the young vampire. Drew had been yelling at L all night, and L was finally begining to snap.

"Whatever..." Drew went quiet, and after a second, left. I was about to get up, but Zeke went after him instead. I wanted this to end already. But we still had a few days. And no matter what happened, there was sure to be death. I just hoped it wouldn't be anyone from my side.

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"Mikami! Where's Sayu?" I saw nii-chan's reaction in my mind, and I knew I would be in trouble when I got back, but I didn't care. I had warned him from the begining that I was on no one's side. I told him I would help both sides, and it seems he hadn't believed me.

I wanted to drive my brothers car, but that would make him even angrier. So I did the next best thing, and grabbed Mikami's motorcycle. The thing was hideous. I didn't even want to be seen on the thing, but I had no choice. It was this, running or public transportation. Both of those seemed unappealing to me.

Half way to Mello's place I finally sensed my brothers rage. And I knew, I would be in serious trouble when I got back.

"Damn..." I mumbled. It was too late to go back anyway.

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"I hate THIS!" Drew screamed. We were no where around people, so it was highly unlikely anyone heard.

"I know. But you must understand, that man is important to Mello. Of course he's going to help him." This kid was so different from Jiro.

"I know. But they're going to die while I won't be allowed to help! It's not just a matter of how much I care for them, it's a matter of ME WANTING TO SHED BLOOD!" He screamed in a derranged voice. I just sighed and let him imagine his own fantasies of blood and guts.

He had already fed, but I feared he wanted to kill now. Just to take the itch off. I didn't want to see it happen, not at all.

"You can go, you know. You don't want to see this, so go. Stay close though. They'll get pissed if they find out you left me alone." Drew whispered. I looked over at him, and I saw his eyes shine red. He had a blood thirsty smile on his face and I knew he was right, I didn't want to see this. So I left.

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I heard as he walked to another street, and I knew I could hunt freely now. I wanted to see blood, to hear someone beg for their life. I wanted to be death tonight.

I ran to a deserted part of this city, and saw a young man. He was about maybe 18, and it was obvious he was drunk. I knew his drunken blood would do nothing to me, but I wished it did. I needed to let go for a while.

I approached him, and waited for him to look at me. But he was somewhere off in his own world, too far from noticing anything and anyone.

"Excuse me, sir?" I pretended to be the innocent kid they all saw.

"What?" he was rude. And that made me crave his death even more.

"Nothing...just wanted to know the time is all." I answered smiling.

"Time for you to fuck off!" he was really a despisable man.

"Oh? Really? I thought it was time for your death." I smiled once more.

"My death? You're kidding, right?" he laughed.

"No. I'm serious." I chuckled. I looked at him one second, and then wrapped my hands around his neck. I watched as suprise reflected from his eyes, then as he realized what was happened. I continued to strangle him until he was about to die, then I let go. I set him on the ground, and grabbed a bottle full of gasoline that just so happened to be in the alley next to us. I poured it on his left arm and both his legs.

"What are you doing?" he shrieked. I smirked as I pulled out some matches and dropped a lit one on his arm. I watched as the flames engulfed his arm, and grinned as he screamed in pain. The flames spread to his legs and he screamed louder. I couldn't help but laugh. This was just too much fun!

"Do you want more?" I asked him, holding the gasoline over his face.

"NO! NO! PLEASE!" he begged. How he could still speak was a wonder. I shrugged and a put the bottle down. I looked at him a second before I pulled out my knife. He stared at me with complete and utter fear. The flames were starting to spread to other parts of his body, very slowly. I saw those tears if pain in his eyes, and I knew I wanted him to scream some more.

I stabbed his right arm with the knife, making sure it went all the way through. He screamed again, and I laughed louder. I watched the blood pour out of his arm, and his skin being burned. I loved this!

'Finish this.' those voices whispered in my head. But I didn't want to finish it, not yet at least. I kneeled by his head, and started to carress his hair. It was rough and made my hands feel dirty. I heard his whimper as I slid my hand to his forhead. I stopped a second and then stabbed his left eye with two fingers. He screamed again, and then louder still as I began to rip it out of his skull. I laughed through the whole thing, as he thrashed around, and begged for me to stop.

I finally had the eye in my hand, and I just stared at it. Then I did the only this that seemed logical, I crammed it in his mouth. I saw as he gagged, at the taste of blood, or just the idea of having his own eye in his own mouth, I don't know. But I wouldn't stand for it. I forced him to chew, and made him swallow.

He was crying again, and I was loving it more and more. But I knew I had to end this soon. I ripped out the other eye, then ripped open his skull. It was tough, but I finally saw it, his brain. I laughed, and through his screams of pain, I heard him begging to be killed. I shrugged, and destroyed the organ infront of me. Not being satisfied, I also ripped out his heart, only to shove it in his mouth.

He was dead, and I was satisfied. I could go home now.

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She came out of no where. That girl that had wanted to take Drew. I don't know where she came from, but she was there, and she had a smirk on her face. I wanted her dead, that's all I knew.

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I had finally arrived at the air port, but had to wait till tommorrow to catch a flight. I was willing to wait, so I got a room in a hotel and crashed for the night. I wanted to arrive soon, so that I could get this over with. I hated this, more then anyone I would bet. But it had to be done, for mommy and daddy.

So...yeah...

review please? Tell me your thoughts and suggestions if you please.

Until next time!

~Ri