Blood Red Roses

SUM: Vampire fic! Karasu's out hunting for a meal one night but ends up hunting a pretty redhead instead. will he manage to woe the red head into an eternity with him or will he lose him to time? Kura/Kara Yaoi

Fic 1

Rated M

Pairs Kurama/Karasu others to be announced

Warnings Au, yaoi, vampirism, blood, language, fet., eroticism, lemon, lime, shounen-ai, ooc, romance, drama, some dark themes, ect.

Disclaimer: This counts for the WHOLE story. I don't own yyh or it's characters. I am but a poor writer who enjoys having her fun with them.

Well for me to have gone back to this one I must have had quite a few good reviews about the other ones. Well I won't waste your time so go on and read. Please don't forget to review too =^-^=

X Chapter 1: The Rose X

It was a dreary Autumn night in the city. A night where anything could happen and no one would be around to see. A perfect night for a vampire to hunt.

A man wobbled down the alley, trying to see straight enough to get home. A half empty bottle of booze sloshed around in his unsteady hand. He muttered nonsense as he fumbled over a trash bin. He was too drunk to take notice of the figure that glided down the alley towards the poor man. Nor did he notice that the figure had him pinned to the wall, sucking greedily at his neck. He did, however, notice the sharp pain he felt as two elongated fangs pierced his flesh, allowing the crimson blood to flow freely. He feebly attempted to fight off his attacker but to no avail. The man that held him was far stronger than he and held him down with ease. The man felt his strength slipping away as the stranger gorge himself on his life. Finally the stranger let him go as he took his last living breath. The man looked down at his prey with glowing red eyes and pearly white fangs and lips stained with the crimson liquid. His breathing was heavy and labored from holding his prey. Color returned to his alabaster skin as he walked away from the corpse as if he had done nothing out of the ordinary.

The man was tall, thin, and looked like death. He wore a black suit with a white undershirt and a cape that hung around his shoulders. His black hair cascaded in a glistening waterfall down to his lower back and over his pale face, obscuring the violet orbs from view. His face was slightly rounded but still masculine enough to know he was all male. The man was very handsome despite his soft features. But that is what one must expect from Karasu Corvus.

Karasu walked down the dimly lit street hoping to find someone unique and more suited for his taste. He continued to walk even when he finally came to the busy night time bustle of the downtown city. He passed a whore house where a prostitute though to give him an invitation which he merely smirked at. If only the mortal knew what she had just offered herself to She would likely have fainted. He passed her by with barely a hint of recognition and continued to stroll down the street until he finally came to the clear opening of the park. He walked along the dirt path, hoping to find some easy prey. Maybe he'd catch a noble woman or some other fickle creature to easily overpower. He caught a glimpse of a group of men surrounding a much smaller human. He approached the group with such stealth it put a cat to shame. As he approached he could hear the men taunting the smaller mortal which he now identified as a young man.

"What's the matter kitten? Ain't ya gonna play with us?" He laughed as he pushed the boy to another man who held him in place this time.

"Yeah? We know all about how you like to take a cock in that tight little ass of yours, so how 'bout havin' some fun with us?" he asked as he ground his hips into the boys backside. The boy just looked horrified screaming indecencies at the men, pleading them to let him go. The man held on tighter to the boy and motioned for one of the others to come help hold him down. "Let's do this."

"Ya sure boss?" another one asked.

"Yeah. Let's strip the dirty Jap right here." He said smirking at the frightened boy, who struggled with renewed force. "NO!" He screamed as they attacked his pants tearing the fabric of his trousers. "PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!" He screamed.

Before Karasu knew what he was doing he closed the distance between him and the four men, gutting the closest one to him. Faster than the mortal eye could see he swung at the one trying to get the boy's pants off, ultimately breaking his neck. The last two finally figured out they were in danger and stood, shivs(*1) out and ready. Karasu turned to them with a menacing look in his eyes. He didn't want to frighten the boy any further so he refrained from his vampiric instincts to slaughter the two men. Instead he settled for a damn good scare. "Get the hell outta here before you end up like your buddies here." as he spoke his voice went cold like ice and dripped with the promise of malice and pain. The two men panicked and scrambled over each other in their fleeting attempt to get away from this new threat. Karasu continued to glare at them until they were some ways off before turning to face the redhead he had saved.

The boy was a terrible mess. His clothes torn and hanging from his lean body, his beautiful hair now tussled from his struggles, and his shaking form strongly emanating the terror of his near rape. Karasu remove his cape, carefully approaching the younger male until he was close enough to drape it over his shoulders. The redhead mustn't have notice him and jumped when the warm cloth made contact with his bared skin. He began to shake even harder as he looked up into the face of his supposed rescuer, the knowledge of him being another male frightening him more. He was afraid that his patron would realize he was a boy and be disgusted with himself thinking he had save a young woman from defilement. He looked away from the beautiful face waiting for the outraged words or the guaranteed beating for wasting this gentleman's time. Instead what was said had him looking up into those entrancing eyes yet again in pure shock. "Are you alright lad?"

He knew! He knew he was a boy and wasn't shunning him for it, nor was he angered by it! He was actually being sincere and kind to him. Suichi couldn't help the tears that welled up in his eyes. He was just so relieved that he couldn't stop his emotions from showing. He began shaking again but this time for an entirely different reason. He didn't want to show his weakness to the man and thus tried to quell his sobs only to have them break out with new found strength.

Karasu sat there with the boy as he cried, letting the poor child vent his feelings. He knew how hard it was to feel so helpless and at the mercy of another. But he couldn't even begin to comprehend that feeling when more than one person tried to take advantage of another. He also knew how alone the poor thing probably felt at the moment. So he wrapped his arm around the redhead's shoulder and pulled him to his chest, a comforting gesture on his behalf which the boy graciously accepted. They stayed there for a while Suichi crying into a stranger's chest and Karasu giving sweet words of comfort to a boy he didn't even know.

Finally Suichi's sobs receded into mere hiccups as he managed to pull away from the dark haired man's chest. " Th-thank y-you." He tried to say with a steady voice but was unable to strengthen his words. He went on to apologize knowing it was not needed but the years of abuse ingraining the words none the less. "I-I ap- pologize for w-wasting your time- dear sir b-but i--" Suichi's shaky words were lost as a cold finger was pressed to his warm lips. "There is no need to apologize. I am happy to help, young lad. And no there is nothing I want of you in return except to see you home safely." He smiled and Suichi found himself wanting to be lost in that smile. "So then will you allow me to escort a beauty in need to their home?" he said with mock humor trying to lighten the boy's mood.

The boy let a light giggle escape his lips knowing men weren't suppose to giggle, but not being able to help himself all the same. They walked in relative silence after that, content with the presence of the other near by. Every once in a while Suichi would steal a glance at the man only to quickly turn away so as not to be discovered by this kind gentleman. Karasu of course knew of the stolen glances and decided to indulge the child. They walked for some time before the boy came to a stop. They had come to a rather shabby part of town that looked like it should be condemned rather than inhabited.

"I thank you stranger for your help, but I feel as though we are to depart too soon." he said solemnly. "I wish there were someway for me to express my gratitude with more than just words." His eyes were downcast so as not to be entranced by those mesmerizing blue eyes.

"Fret not little one. Your safety is the greatest reward I can ask for. Speaking of safety I surely cannot allow such a beauty to stay in such a dangerous place." He said looking over the 'house' with disgust. In truth it was more of an old rundown shack with a leaky roof and broken windows. It was definitely not a place for a mortal to live, especially one as young as this poor lad. "Why don't you stay at my house for the night?" he offered. The redhead just stood there stunned at the generous offer. "It's settled then! You'll come and stay for the night!" he said as he dragged the stunned redhead down the street.

They walked for nearly an hour when they finally reached an old Victorian styled house in one of the better neighborhoods. Once they reached a rather expensive looking mansion, Karasu stopped and turned to the mortal. "I fore warn you we don't normally have company so my companion's may be a tad rude." he said to the boy then something hit him. "By the by what name shall I address you with?"

"Kurama, my name is Kurama ." he said a little shaky.

Well 'Kurama', my name is Karasu Corvus. And I must say it is a delightful honor to meet your acquaintance." He spoke exaggeratedly again hoping to lighten the atmosphere. He knew it worked when Kurama let another light giggle escape his lips. He gingerly put his arm out and Kurama graciously hooked his arms around his in a nervous manner.

And it was with that that they both went into the mansion, unbeknownst the either sealing their fates for eternity.

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*shiv* gang slang for knife

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Oh and to the fans of my other stories I haven't forgotten about them I've just decided it would be better to put chapters and stories on as I finish them. So to answer anyone's question about Youko's Pet This just got done before the next chapter and plus like the fic says this was my first story so it's been going longer than the others. Well review!!!!!!!