Shadows within darkness

Thank you

IntHellsing (Woah, your idea of Rufus wanting to watch them fuck just got me an idea... I´ll either include it into 'A wedding', or write another 'lost chapter' about it! And as always you weren´t off at all, but I´d say just read it XD I am always stunned how you figure out my plot twists, we must have the same brain wave length or something^^)

lijana (Oh, a new reader! Hello there^^ I hope you like the idea of Vincent/Yazoo now, it´s one of my OTP pairings, I think they are rather similar in some aspects. In others they are not, but that makes it fun bringing them together. Actually Rufus does still have Tseng in a way, though he´s serving his father now. But we´ll see^^)

Rina76 (Eh well, Vincent told Yazoo that they got killed in Chapter 7. He said that he went to them the night after it was clear that Yazoo would survive the attack from the fisher men. Vincent claimed that Kadaj and Loz had been killed by those men, though, and that there was nothing he could have done to help them anymore. He punished the fisher men however.
Since Vincent only kills 'bad' people he couldn´t kill Cloud, because he´s not really evil... He is grieved and wants revenge, but in a way Vincent feels that he has the right to feel that way, and he also feels guilty. It wasn´t his intent that Aeris got killed, but it was his carelessness that it happened. He broke a promise, so to speak.
I´m glad you enjoyed the banter between Yazoo and Vincent, I was afraid it would be OOC, that is why I partly felt the chapter wasn´t very good... I like the two of them being affectionate too! Oh, and congratulations on being the 100th and 101th reviewer too! I made it kind of a habit to write a oneshot for the 100th reviewer to any of my fics, so if you´d like one just tell me what you´d like to read^^)

for reviewing and special thanks to Golden Kitsune, you really are an amazing beta!

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32

Vincent nodded absent-mindedly at a comment Tseng made, but his attention was entirely focused on something else.
For the last few nigths he had noticed something that sat quite concerning with him. And the worrying thing was Yazoo´s strange interest in a particular human going by the name of Rufus Shinra. First the vampire had thought that it was just one of Yazoo´s quirks.

Occasionally he bestowed some of his attention upon a particular person when he or she proved to become an especially powerful or promising acquaintance in the future. But his obsession with the mayor´s son was going a little too far for Vincent´s liking now…

He didn´t like the strange looks they were exchanging and he even less liked their long strolls in the garden, where they were ‘discussing important future matters’, as Yazoo had told him upon his questioning.

He had also lifted an eyebrow in that manner of his and declared that Vincent shouldn´t be so damn jealous, he wasn´t throwing a hissy fit about his relationship with Tseng either. This on itself had been strange enough, for Yazoo normally wasn´t so respectless and Vincent had growled that there was absolutely nothing going on between himself and the mayor´s right hand man, that he wasn´t ‘throwing a hissy fit’ at all but merely asking and the day that he would be jealous because of Yazoo would be the day the earth was declared a sphere.

He then had stated that Yazoo was free to do whatever he wanted and that he didn´t care. Vincent then had gone back to reading his book, totally ignoring the other´s presence.

Yazoo had said ‘Fine’, trying to look indifferent (though Vincent knew exactly that he had hurt him) and left the room. Since then they hadn´t talked more than what was absolutely necessary and the athmosphere between them was testy, to say the least. But either of them absolutely refused to see why they should apologize. Vincent because his pride forbade it (and because he wasn´t jealous at all!) and Yazoo because Vincent still treated him like a child and was at fault anyway.

Since they had decided to go hunt for themselves -for the time didn´t allow them to do it after one another with the other watching- they had seen each other only on the parties -but hadn´t talked at all- and when they went into their coffins. But now Yazoo always came later, stretching his nightime to the full extent. And looking suspiciously satisfied and blissful.

"You noticed too?" the quiet voice was whispering beside him, so the others couldn´t hear and Tseng sent a meaningful look towards Yazoo and Rufus, who were standing a little off from their group and attempting to go out on another ‘stroll’.

Vincent just tilted his head in a facile manner, telling the whispering demons to shut up.

"I thought so," the ebony haired man said, sipping at his wine glass.

"What do you think?" the vampire asked as quietly, trying to sound not too interested.

"Well," the other man said, crossing his legs. "They seem to have become quite close recently."

Vincent nodded, morosely eyeing them step out into the garden and vanish between the trees. If only he hadn´t taught Yazoo to shield his mind the matter could have been settled within mere seconds.

"Yes, it seems so…"

"Does it bother you?"

Vincent shot the man a look, but his face was as indecipherable as always. "No."

"Hm," Tseng only made, stroking with a finger over the rim of his crystal glass.

"Does it bother you?"

"Well… I am not sure if it should. Since I am Rufus´ teacher and therefore responsible for his preparation of inheriting mayor Shinra´s post and wealth one day, I have to admit that I am a little concerned about the… nature of their relationship. Do not get me wrong please, I believe that Yazoo is a fine young man, but his charm does not fail to entice both, women and men. Master Rufus shall marry next year…" He did not get any clearer, but his implicit concern was obvious.

Vincent´s mood became even more cranky, the demons´ snickering echoing through his head, fueling this vile little feeling of suspicion that had started to nag at the back of his mind. His expression remained perfectly neutral, though.

"What makes you think that they would partake in actions that might deter young master Shinra from wanting to marry?"

Albeit the whole conversation seemed to make him just as uncomfortable as the vampire he nonetheless replied in his usual, diplomatic tone "Well, Master Rufus always seems to be quite… exhausted after their strolls, which shouldn´t be long enough to actually take that much of his strength. There are… marks on his body as well."

Instantly a very unwelcome, very vivid image appeared in the vampire´s mind. It showed in very clear colours a naked Rufus Shinra, sweaty bangs hanging in his face as he penetrated the, also naked, form in front of him. Arms wrapped around a lithe, pale body he nipped at the creature´s long throat, brushing against moon light hair and making a name fall from Yazoo´s lips that wasn´t Vincent´s.

Forcing the picture aside the vampire decided that he had heared enough. After a not very convincing "I am sure they behave themselves, do not worry," he excused himself and pretended to go for the latrine. Instead he crept outside into the garden though, driven by the demonic creatures´ gloating, spiteful whispers of betrayal and the haunting moans and sighs that accompanied the image that wouldn´t let him go .

With quick strides he followed the small path winding through the garden. His eyes were glowing in a fiery red, wildly searching for their presence between the trees and flowers. When he found the couple Rufus was just about to open his shirt, Yazoo ordering him to hurry.

Before they could start anything in his garden however, Vincent and the demons had gone into full raging (and not the slightest bit jealous, mind you!) mood and with a feral growl he smashed the offending human that had dared to touch what was his, to the ground, baring his fangs into his shocked face.

Now the prissy little mayor´s son didn´t look so haughty anymore, did he?! Vincent wondered how he would look like with his genitals shredded into tiny little pieces and-

"What are you doing?! Stop it!"

Two strong hands were clawing at his shoulders, rather persistantly trying to drag him away from his victim.

"What I am doing?" the demon snarled, turning his head to glare at his pupil. "What are you doing? And with Rufus Shinra of all people!" The disgust was written all over his scowling face.

Yazoo blankly stopped his attempts at saving the mayor´s son and blinked, before he broke into a self-satisfied smirk.

"You are jealous."

The irritated growl from his lover reminded him that now wasn´t the time to discuss this particular matter.

"It´s not what you think, though."

The vampire just snorted in disbelieve.

"Really, he was just providing me with blood."

"...What?"

"It´s your own fault. You said I couldn´t kill more than one victim each night. So I made a deal with Shinra and now he gives me some of his blood every once in a while," the young vampire explained, arms crossed over his chest and a completely unguilty look on his face.

Slowly rising from the blond -who had simply fainted from the shock- and pushing the demons back into submission, Vincent came to stand at his full heigth and slowly rubbed his temple in exasperation, eyes closed.

"You… So, what does he get in return? Do not try to fool me, Rufus Shinra certainly is anything but selfless." He shot his lover a warning look.

"Well," the other said, observing his fingernails in concentration "I said that I would kill his father." Upon seeing the disbelieving, sore tilt of the other´s head, he added "Of course I would not have done that. If he had become too persistant I would have just erased his memory."

"I can not believe this…" Angrily Vincent shook his head, throwing a look to the young man on the ground.
"You will end this foolish game at once and alter his memories. And you will refrain from such actions in the future, are we clear?"

Yazoo simply nodded, looking somewhat deploring.

"I am going back." Exasperated, the older vampire shook his head again, and went back to the party.

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Later that night, as Vincent was having a much needed hot bath for relaxation, a slim figure slipped in and two arms wrapped around his neck, a mischievous voice breathing into his ear

"You know, you are really cute when you´re jealous…"

"I am going to show you just how ‘cute’ I am," the vampire growled, pulling the teenager into the tub and going at him for much needed make up sex.

Yazoo just gave a low chuckle, letting himself be drawn into the vampire´s lap, his white shirt becoming transparent from the water soaking into the fabric and making it cling to his slender body.

"Now look, you made me all wet…" he drawled in a mock, accusing tone, looking down on himself.

Vincent just snorted, his hands stiring the steaming water a little as his hands wandered over the youths bare legs, spreading them a little and adjusting Yazoo´s position.

"I will do a lot more before we are done…" he harshly breathed into teen´s ear, then nibbling and biting into the soft flesh.

"I hope so," Yazoo sighed, craning his neck a little and striding with his hands through Vincent´s raven hair, letting the long tresses slide through his fingers.

The vampire pressed him closer, his hands traveling up the others buttocks, tingling over the tight flesh and pressing him further against his naked body. At the same time his tongue slid over the youth´s collar bone, reaching the soaked fabric. Trailing down further the wet muscle bumped against a nipple standing up from under the wet shirt. With a quick movement the vampire licked it, making Yazoo arch into him moaning.

Vincent moved a little forward, pressing his erection against Yazoo´s, his fingers sliding over the others entrance and stimulating it with quick strokes. He wasn´t very patient tonight, and Yazoo apparently wasn´t either as he captured the man´s teasing mouth that still worked his nipple with a growl and drew him into an almost feverish kiss.

Vincent just obliged, forcing his tongue behind sharp teeth and ravishing the sweet hot mouth that filled with the enticing taste of blood. Sucking and licking the red liquid from each others mouth, eyes half lidded from the waves of pleasure that swept through their excited, heated bodies, ther movemetns became more frantic.

Vincent pushed a finger past Yazoo´s entrance, the hot water serving as a natural lubricant. Snarling the silver haired vampire let himself be stretched, impatiently rubbig his erection against Vincent´s to find some relief. He was burning, the blood making him even more dizzy and exstatic.

"Hurry," he breathed into his masters ear, rolling his hips in a sensual manner to make Vincent go deeper and faster because he needed to release the tension that was building inside of him, driving him crazy.

Instead of following the half command, though, Vincent suddenly withdrew his fingers that had so deliciously slid in and out of him. A deep growl came from his throat, sounding displeased and a little desperate.

The raven haired man looked up at his lover, saying in a low, husky but determined tone "Ah, but you will have to learn your lesson first, will you not?"

Yazoo narrowed his eyes in confusion, but Vincent pressed him against his erect member, making the other shudder and elicit a moan. He held his student firmly in place, searching for his rosy nipple again, sucking it and pushing it up with his tongue.

"Yesss," the silver haired teen helplessly obliged, fingers digging into the mans shoulder as he arched into the other´s mouth, wanting to get touched more, and being refilled again, preferably by his master´s thick, throbbing cock.

"Now then, you will never do such a stupid thing again, will you?" Vincent growled, his finger finding its way back to Yazoo´s needy hole, brushing against it in a cruel, teasing manner.

"I won´t," his student groaned, eyes closed, lips licking away some blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Promise," the raven haired vampire ordered, his free hand wandering over Yazoo´s inner tight through the slowly cooling water.

"I promise I won´t- Aahh!"

Vincent´s hand slowly wrapped around his lovers hard member, starting to bumping it with idle strokes, making the youth cling to his body and throw his head back.

"You will not do what?"

"I won´t do it again… Go faster," Yazoo moaned absent-mindedly, rocking his hips into the movements of his lover´s hand that rubbed up and down his dick.

"That is good to hear," the other vampire almost drawled, panting a little. He was incredibly aroused by the young man writhing on his lap, and shifted a little in the tub, his own hard cock slipping between Yazoo´s buttocks. "You must admit that was a very, very silly idea…"

"Hnnn," Yazoo stretched, ending in another deep moan when finally the tip of his master´s cock slid inside of him, pushing away the heated flesh and burrying itself in the warm body.

Groaning, Vincent let go of Yazoo´s erection, instead wrapping his arms around his slender body and the wet fabric that was still somehow covering his upper body. He pressed him further down on his cock, needing the relief himself now as much as Yazoo did.

Once he was fully seated inside the others body, he started to slowly pull out and push in in a steady rhythm, slowly at first, but becoming more forceful soon. Yazoo didn´t object, instead only moving with him, riding him with growing ferociousness.

With one hand holding Yazoo´s head in a firm grib, the raven haired vampire pulled him into another bruising kiss, penetrating him with more feverish movements. Tongues and teeth clashed, more blood adding to their ecstasy, as their panting bodies rubbed against each other, making the water in the tub swirl around and the splashing adding to the slapping noises.

"You taste good…" the older vampire breathed, his elongated teeth smeared with blood that was instantly licked away by a sensual stroke with his tongue.

He leaned his forehead against Yazoo´s chest, fully concentrated and lost in the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of that wonderful, tight heat, faster and faster, bumping, rubbing that spot that eventually made Yazoo spastically buck, throw his head back and cum into the water with a feral growl.

Drawing his brows together, eyes shut tightly, Vincent pushed inside one last time, ball deep, shooting his load inside his students body with a hiss. His whole body tensed, holding the gasping vampire in his arms in place while he was claimed by his overwhelming orgasm.

After what seemed like an eternity their bodies finally slacked, Yazoo collapsing on him, head resting against his masters shoulder, eyes half shut. His breathing came out in slow, little shudders, wet silver hair hanging in his face.
Vincent relaxed his grip, carefully pulling out and gently stroking over the teens back. He drew him a little closer, striding some hair out of Yazoo´s face and so they sat their in the cold water for another half an hour before dawn forced them to go back to their coffins.

TBC

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Ha, so here you have it: Rufus´evil plan^^.

Happy Easter everyone!

Oh, and a little teaser for the next chapter:

He had just escorted the first guests outside and came back to sit in his seat to disinterestedly listen to the conversation his group had, when a murmur went through the crowd and caught his interest.

And to his utter horror, a man calmly strode through the hall.

But it wasn´t just any man..

This one was at least as tall as Vincent himself. He was clad in black boots and black velvet trousers. His white shirt was opened at the collar, leaving a triangle of his white, hairless chest.

He carried himself through the hall with natural elegance and grace, holding himself high and composed.

Another remarkable trade of the uninvited guest was that he had absolutely and most certainly no heartbeat.


See you next chapter^^