~1819~

I broke away from the cobblestone street, stuffing my hands in my pockets. The street lamps flickered brightly but not enough to illuminate the dark alleyways. Rats skittered along the wet gutters and disappeared with tittering squeaks. The full moon hung overhead along with the scattering stars. Small conversations were heard in hushed tones and the orange light of a cigarette lit up the corner briefly followed by a trail of smoke. The air was filled with the smell of horse dung and stale hay along with the lingering whiff of cigar smoke. The bark of a dog sounded throughout the night, filling the silence.

I hurried to the door of my empty home that lay near the center alley. I wanted no connection with the family I lived with and bluntly ignored my doting sister. I wanted nothing to do with them since their last announcement. I had received some...disturbing news. It was unbelievable and their was no way I wanted to do it. They wanted to continue our pure bloodline by marrying me to my sister. That was just disgusting. Of course I fled into hiding and now tried laying low.

But...

My thirst was overwhelming. I needed to feed. I quickly got inside and shut the door, bolting it behind me. I threw off my jacket and fled to my room in a blur. I shut the door and leaned against it, panting for breath. I wasn't exhausted...I just needed to fight my burning thirst. For the past month, I had finally settled down in London where my family wouldn't find me. At least, for now anyway.

I have been living on cattle and sheep blood for the time being. It was revolting and left a bitter taste in my mouth but it kept me going. And the others didn't seem to notice so this was almost perfect. But tonight, the night of the full moon...the burning thirst seemed stronger and more intent on a live being rather than common animal blood. I growled and crossed to the small desk near the opposite wall. The small iron window let little light shine in my room but my own vampiric senses needed no more than necessary.

I opened the drawer and pulled out a small salvaged vile of human blood I had taken for when the thirst became unmanageable. My hands shook as I uncapped the stopper and dropped it on the desk. The smell of it instantly dried my mouth and made me ravenous. I immediately downed the small amount and cringed slightly at the old taste. It was nearly a year old and only a small amount. I dropped the empty vile and slammed my hands on the desk. My entire being shook as the blood coursed through me.

But it wasn't enough.

I felt the need for even more blood that was fresh and healthy. I curled my hands into fists and emitted a low growl. I staggered back and clutched my throat as if I was swallowing a million cactuses. I felt my sharp fangs extrude and my eyes turned even sharper than they were before. I growled again and scratched at the stone walls like an enraged beast. Long gouges decorated the gray walls already as I added to them. I tried to stay calm and remain still but my body refused to comply. I needed blood and I needed it now.

I flipped the desk over and stood, panting, looking down at the scattered notes and quills. I saw a slight movement and looked up across the room. A figure stood alone in front of my dresser. I blinked a couple times and staggered towards it. When I reached my dresser, I realized there was no figure. It was only me.

I looked like a mess. Sweat glistened on my neck and soaked my white top. My eye flashed a deep red color and glistened like rubies. My fangs had elongated to sharp points and poked out of my slightly open mouth. My blue hair was tousled and dripped with perspiration. I cursed and punched the mirror. The glass shattered with a resounding crack and left my knuckles burning. My blood reacted quickly, forcing out the glass and sealing up the wound as if it had never existed.

There was no need to see the monster I was.

The burning became extremely intense and finally I gave in. I ripped my door open and fled from my home that held nothing of personal meaning. I would disappear after this but I needed to feed first. I tore throughout the alleys and tried to find someone with healthy blood. I ripped the door open of a meduim-sized home that lived near an open field and stood in the middle of a room in an instant.

There were shrieks of surprise and shouts for help. In moments, I quickly slew them all, taking in their life force and feeding it into my own. I was still thirsty as I finished off the man. It was a small family that meant nothing to me and I to them. I fed like an caged animal on a rampage. I felt their blood cool the burning in my throat and satisfy the hunger I had been nurturing for the past few months. To any mortal, this would look like a burglar attack seeing as I quickly made a meal of the family while tearing up the place. I sealed over their puncture wounds and slashed their necks instead, licking the warm blood from my fingertips.

I stood alone in the room now, slowly savoring my meal. My thirst had been quieted for the moment and I felt renewed. This wasn't the first time this happened and it wouldn't be the last either. It wasn't that I was cruel and cold-hearted but it was because it was in my nature. I tried to fight it these many months but I always caved in at the end. I needed to feed to survive.

A small whimper came from the corner near a dark stairwell., catching my attention There was a creak then silence. I cocked my head to the side and listened.

Ba-dump. Ba-damp. Ba-dump.

Ba-dump. Ba-damp. Ba-dump.

Ba-dump. Ba-damp. Ba-dump.

Two pattering hearts beat erratically and the sound of their blood was panicked and fast. I smelt the fear and tears of two young ones. Two females. In my current state, I could not stop myself as I started towards the children. I grabbed a nearby candle and lit it with my own ghostly silver fire. It suddenly illuminated the stairwell and revealed two young children with fear in their eyes. A small girl had curled up in the arms of a larger girl - around sixteen at least. Her eyes were a bright golden hue and her hair was an odd rosy/pink hue.

The younger girl was shaking and had chestnut brown hair unlike the other. She was frightened and clutched tight to the breast of what he assumed was her older sibling. They must've hid in the frenzy.

I smiled maniacally. "And what do we have here?"

The small one began to whimper in fear and shook even harder, crying with silent tears. The rosette looked at me with wide eyes. I was, for a moment, taken in by her golden orbs but she spoke softly. "What are you?"

There was no fear in her voice. Just curiosity.

I revealed my fangs as I neared her face. "The nightmare you've been dreaming of."

She cringed and held the small girl tighter. "Leave us alone you beast."

"Now why would I do that?" I asked lightly. "Leaving a free meal as well as witnesses to my crime," I whispered the last word, "alive."

"I swear I won't tell!" She immediately blurted. "Just leave me and my sister alone!"

"Oh, but how can I trust you?" I asked narrowing my eyes. "Girls may be pretty things but not all keep their word."

She turned pink. "Just please!" She began begged. "Leave my sister alone at least!" The brunette quieted. "Please don't kill her...she's still so young..."

I pulled back and sighed, knowing I needed to get going.

"Don't..." she whispered pleadingly. Her eyes grew moist. "Kill me instead. But don't harm her."

I felt a growl rip from my throat as she offered herself to me. How pleasurable. A human girl offering herself to me. I might as well take it.

"Very well," I purred. She set her sister on the staircase and stood protectively in front of her.

"How do I know you'll keep your word?" She asked fiercely.

"We shall make a pact." I stated. "I will not harm a single hair on her head if you sacrifice your life force to me."

She paused. "You swear it?"

"Yes, I swear I or anyone I am associated with, will not harm your sibling if you forfeit your life force to me." I bowed mockingly. This was an odd sort of fun, if I may say so myself.

She nodded and picked up the young girl, whispering words of comfort in her ear. I watched as she crept up the stairs and set her in a room above. The little girl seemed reluctant to leave her sisters' embrace but the rosette was adamant. Eventually, she returned downstairs where I stood in the same place waiting patiently. She unbuttoned the top of her nightgown and stood at the bottom of the staircase, her hair tugged free of tangles at her siblings request and hung loosely over her shoulders. This mortal was oddly enticing and too pretty for any other girl.

Too bad they had to meet this way.

"Ready, madam?" I purred in a sweet voice.

"Save your breath." she snapped.

"May I know the name of the beautiful and brave creature standing before me?" I ventured.

"I am Hinamori Amu." The girl said firmly. "May I request the untamed beasts' calling?"

"Ikuto." I replied with mirth. "Tsukiyomi Ikuto."

"Well, Tsukiyomi Ikuto," Amu said icily. "Do not harm my sibling. Leave this place and never come back. I shall curse you to the bottom pits of hell where you shall rot for all eternity. And my descendants shall rise and defeat you one day, I swear it." Harsh words coming from a gentle girl. "I forbid you, Tsukiyomi Ikuto, to fall in love with my descendants or you shall suffer eternally here on earth as well."

I chuckled at this. "Me? In love with a human? Ridiculous. That part, I shall surely keep."

She smiled ruefully. "Destiny and fate are different things but future desire shall be tangled as one for you."

That was confusing. "Whatever do you mean by that, Hinamori Amu?"

"You shall see," was all she said.

I gave up and took her in my arms. Her heart beat much slower, revealing that this sacrifice meant a lot to her. I was going to make an exception and actually not harm her sister. And I would surely disappear after this. I licked the nape of her neck and inhaled the scent of her strawberry scented hair, committing this special incident to memory.

"I shall." I whispered back, sending a shiver through her spine.

My fangs broke into her soft flesh.

[A/N] Hullo! Thanks for reading my oneshot-possibly-multi-chapter-if-I-feel-like-it fic I wrote for my fave couple (long live AMUTO!) Sure, it wasn't exactly a pairing-ishly fic but it was just something I generated since I felt the urge to write.

I believe vampires do not conbust in sunlight or sparkle either. I don't believe that they are effected at all by holy artifacts. I do believe they despise garlic because it smells terrible. And no, a wooden stake through the heart does not kill them. I believe they they have emotions as any mortal does and can fall in love and make mistakes just as we do. We are similar in many ways save for the big blood-sucking part.

I am kitana411 and I believe in vampires.

Ciao!

~kitana411