Shadows within darkness

Thank you

fyrbyrd (Oh well, they weren´t, but now they are^^ I just thought it to be a bit unrealistic that everything would be fine just because they are both vampires now. There must be tension and drama XD I´m very glad to hear that it has gotten a bit better. I really have no words to say how sorry I am and how much I hope things will get better! A few years ago there was an awful flood that destroyed many parts of my hometown and I was in a similar situation as you are now. But I'm happy to hear that you´ll continue the series, it would truly have been a pity if you hadn´t! I'm really looking forward to it!)

Rina76 (Haha, no, Yazoo definitely isn´t an emo vampire (you´re absolutely right: Vincent is much better suited for this^^). Yazoo didn´t have many moral restrictions from the beginning, so he probably has no problem killing of people he doesn´t care for anyways. It´ll soon be revealed who slept in the coffin:) Oh, I did something original in the rules? I thought that I had unconciously stolen them from different stories. But I certainly won´t argue *proud to have invented own cliché* And the idea of a narcoleptic vampire made me giggle! I think that´d be troublesome! For the vampire...

I´m glad you mentioned Death Note: it´s one of my favorite anime and after L was dead, it was like the whole thing had ended anyway. The rest wasn´t nearly as good as the beginning. But I suppose it can add to the authors advantage as well, because he creates a myth, a martyr (you know, like James Dean, Elvis etc.). Still, I´d rather not have L dead... :( How do you like mello and near? But anyway, yes, I couldn´t kill off poor Yazoo, that´d have been too much. And it wouldn´t really have been a vampire story then... Heh, I can assure you, Yazoo will become a fine vampire, a truly cold hearted one ;)

Hahaha, stabbing Vincent in the eye with a rusty coffin nail XD LMAO That´s exactly what he should have done! You´ll see what Yazoo bought in this chapter. Lingerie wasn´t really sexy in the MA, at least not from our today´s standpoint... Ah, you´ll see!)

for reviewing and Golden Kitsune for the great betaing!

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26

Vincent swept through the nightly forest, being deep in thought and paying little attention to his surroundings.
He had finally made up his mind.

It was time to get over his brooding and start going on again.

There was no use in avoiding Yazoo and the feeling of guilt and despair the boy invoked in him. The last weeks had been plainly agonizing and he knew that it couldn´t continue like this. They were now meant to spent eternity together and they wouldn´t experience a pleasant time if he didn´t stop acting like a ‘sulky little child’, as Yazoo had put it so blatantly, but fitting nonetheless.

Sooner or later he had to face the situation anyway, and giving the other vampire the cold shoulder hadn´t done anything to lighten the emotional burden he felt, so it was time to change tactics before he pushed the boy away from him to a point, where their relationship was beyond recovery. And that he wanted to avoid at any possibility; he needed Yazoo, desperately so. He had shown him a way out of his neverending darkness and he certainly couldn´t bear it to be left again.

Silently, the vampire slipped over the long weed that was starting to die again, as the winter was near, and strode over the clearing towards the ruin. His fine ears perked up though, as he came closer and noticed a strange sound.

Yazoo…

Hurrying into the old ruin, Vincent frantically searched for the strangled noises´ source, and finally he found his fellow vampire kneeling next to the altar, holding his stomach as he shivered from nausea and retched again.

Crouching down besides him with a worried expression the elder stroked a gloved hand over the boy´s back to soothe him, and carefully lifted his face with a hand on his chin.

Fine red droplets of blood were running down his temples, surrogating for sweat, and alarmingly hazy eyes that shone an even brighter shade of green than usual looked up at him, trying to focus.

"Yazoo! What is wrong with you?!"

Despite the pain he obviously was in, the boy still had the nerve to spit a cynic "What do you care?" into his face, before another icy punch inside his stomach made him double over again.

Briefly closing his eyes to regain his composure -Vincent thought that now certainly wasn´t the time to pick a fight- he searched the ground for something that would give an explanation as to why his pupil was suffering.
Yazoo had started to vomit blood that spilled over the dusty ground and had little lumps in it, alarming the cloaked man even more. "Yazoo, I am sorry for my behavior, now please tell me what yo-"

His searching eyes came to rest on a bag, lying innocently beside a blood splattered rock.

With narrowed eyes the vampire grabbed for it, his stroking movements on the dead youth´s back coming to a halt..

"What is this…" He sniffed at the contents and held it away, disgusted.

"Sweets," Yazoo informed him from below, puking another lump of blood. "Though I´m very inclined to not call them this particular name ever again."

"You… ate that?" Vincent asked, blinking and expression being blank while he held the bag between two pointy fingers as if it was the greatest obnoxiousness he ever had to face.

"No, actually I shoved it up my ass," Yazoo retorted snappily, holding a hand against his bloody mouth instantly, as another wave of nausea threatened to overtake him.

"You know… I am very inclined to think that it serves you just right," the other vampire said with unnerved disbelief. "I told you, did I not?"

All he got was a tired glare. Casting the bag aside, where it landed in a heap of dried leaves and weed, Vincent sighed and lifted the boy up, leaning his head against his shoulders as they sat together against the altar.

Yazoo gagged a few more times, twice having to lean over as his system got rid of the indigestible candy, until the sickness finally faded away.

Vincent stroked some bloody hair out of the teens exhausted face, asking sympathetically "Do you feel better now?"

"Hn," the boy made, looking to the side. The older vampire just continued to slowly stroke over Yazoo´s head, until the latter asked, suspicious and a bit confused

"You´re not angry?"

There was a pause, until Vincent finally replied, red eyes scanning over the ruins without looking at something particular "Well. I certainly would be, if I would not feel like an utter hypocrite then."

He felt the boy tilt his head in question and explained quietly

"In fact, I experienced something similar a long time ago. I did not warn you for no reason…"

"What did you eat?" Yazoo queried with an arched brow, looking up at his mentors calm face.

"I tried to partake of a glass of wine. It did not go well, as you certainly can imagine."

He winced at the memory, sympatizing with his lover´s pain and pulling him even a little closer in his embrace. He should have anticipated that his student would try it sooner or later.

"Why did you do that?" Yazoo asked, not feeling half as bad as before, now that Vincent was finally back to his old self.

"Hm, I wonder. Probably it was a test to see if blood was really the only source of nourishment for me. But to a certain amount, I believe it was also the desire to taste it again and recall the feeling of it. It was not only viands, but a feeling, a habit, an athmosphere that I missed and sought to experience again."

He looked down at the boy´s thoughtful face, asking softly after a moment "So, do you feel like telling me why you did it?"

"The same reason, I think. Candy always made me feel better.."

Vincent crept deeper into his collar at the unspoken implication that his student had felt unhappy and that it had been because of him.

"I am sorry," he murmured, lifting Yazoo´s chin and placing a chaste kiss on his bloody lips.

"I really did behave childish, did I not."

"Well, I would say that this is a complete understatement," the teen smirked nonchalantly, ignoring the low growl and leaning back against Vincent´s shoulder, letting his head get the well deserved attention again.

"Does it still hurt?" The quietly spoken question made the silver haired vampire nod his head, two red eyes resting on him.

"Here?"

Yazoo felt the vampire´s hand slip further down his side and resting on his belly. The youth nodded again, since his stomach still felt like a fire was churning away on it.

Fingertips started to softly caress his aching belly, moving the thin fabric of Yazoo´s white shirt and trailing almost idle circles. And truly, the pain seemed to fade, making place for a pleasant warmth that became even more intense when Vincent´s hand moved a little further and even further down…

Closing his eyes, Yazoo sighed almost inaudibly, breathing speeding up a little when Vincent´s fingers slowly but decidedly gave attention to his lower belly.

The raven haired vampire observed his relaxing student, then moved his head so that his lips where hovering over his belly and finally placed a kiss on it.

"Here?"

"Hn," Yazoo sighed, eyes still closed and head now resting against the altar.

Vincent looked up only briefly, then moved a little further down, moving his thumb over white skin where he had previously cleverly pushed the fabric away.

"And here?"

The boy just nodded, lips slightly parted as soft lips brushed over his sensitive skin, making him feel cold and hot at the same time, while the tingling sensation in his stomach and his loin grew.

"What about -" Vincent moved his head even lower, his fingers carefully pulling the fabric of the vampire´s pants down so that the tip of Yazoo´s erection was exposed to the chilling air "-here?"

The kiss made the silver haired vampire arch a little, licking his lips with still closed eyes and saying in a slightly shaking voice "Yes, especially there."

An amused glimmer briefly flickered in the older vampire´s red eyes, then he concentrated back on giving his lover some relief, murmuring in a sultry, low voice "I see" and placing another kiss on the hot flesh.

With his hands he carefully pulled down more of the pants, freeing Yazoo´s hardened length and trailing along the shaft with the tip of his tongue.

Shuddering breaths were coming from above, encouraging Vincent to move a little quicker and suckling at the boy´s tip.

Yazoo gave a wonderful moan that sounded like long missed music to the vampire´s ears when he took him in his mouth, slowly and dextrously moving his head up and down the shaft.

Stiffening, the young man bucked into the wet heat and the sucking, head thrown back a little and long fingers wandering up to Vincent´s head, his fingers burrying into raven hair. He did neither pull nor push, just moving his finger´s through the other´s hair, but becoming increasingly frequent with the vampire´s pace speading up.
Panting, Yazoo arched and writhed, breathing heavily while his master pleasured him.

Vincent didn´t expect it to take long, they had been abstinent for too long, and surely with one last bucking and a deeply moaned "Ah, Vincent…" the student came into his master´s mouth.

He didn´t look like he was in much pain anylonger, Vincent decided, and came up to share a lazy, slow kiss with his exhausted, but satisfied protégé.

While Yazoo was basking in the afterglow of his orgasm, eyes still shut, the raven haired vampire pulled him in an embrace again after he had adjusted the others pants. And so they sat there in pleasant togetherness, the moon creeping over the star-covered, clear sky, until dawn was near. Vincent helped the still weak silver haired teen in his coffin. After a last touch of soft lips and interwining of wet tongues he closed Yazoo´s coffin lid and, with a heavy burden relieved from his shoulders, went back to his own burial case.

tbc

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This chapter was a bit short, but there´ll be more make-up sex in the next ;) And who doesn´t want to wait and hasn´t already read it, there´s a smut chapter in SwD:Lost Tales.

Everyone´s happy again, yay! (Well, except for Cloud...)

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