A/N: Hellloooooo~ Everyone. ^^ So, this is a fanfic that's been in progress since last year, and I finally decided to upload it here to . It's really different from my other fanfic, but I haven't finished the chapter for it yet. It's really long. ^^' So I wanted to upload this one as compensation for those Eremin lovers out there~

SucholdwritingsucholdwritingitmakesmesickandIwanttogagathowbadmywritingwasayearago. *cough, cough* Anyway! Enjoy my (old) fanfic!

-Misty

Song of the day: Killer

By Rania

Vamp. Modern AU:
Here he was, Eren Jaeger, a nineteen year old college student who worked at a store selling everyday things, who had just found a boy who couldn't be any less than fifteen and was a vampire, and by the looks of it, he didn't seem all too happy to be one.

Rated M for sexual content, adult language, violence and gore, mentions of rape
Couple: Eremin (Eren and Armin)
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin (Attack On Titan)

Dead of Night

Chapter 1:
Blue Like the Ocean

"Awe man..." Eren saw the black screen of his dead cellphone and whined. He flipped it shut and looked up to the city around him, watching it be doused by a downpour of rain. "This is just my luck..." He grumbled to himself.

He looked up and down the busy street, hoping to see an empty taxi, but to no prevail. Even if he did see one, it was more than likely that someone would pick it up before he could. That would be just his luck too. He sighed, knowing there was no escaping it. With a dead phone, no umbrella, and no way to contact his sister for a ride home, it was a hopeless endeavor.

Eren said goodbye to the nice, crisp clean suit he was wearing and left the confines of the carport to begin the long and agonizing trip back to his apartment in the rain, and it wasn't a light rain either. It was a harsh and unforgiving rain that poured on his head and soaked him thoroughly within minutes. He took off his drenched jacket and held it over his head, hoping to keep the rain out of his face so he could see, but it didn't help much. It was just enough for him to squint and see where he was going.

He began muttering to himself, avoiding any stares or glances of people who walked by him and keeping his gaze firmly locked forward. At a stop light he waited for the light to go red and let him go across the crosswalk. As he waited, being the only person at the light, a car came whizzing by. The high speed added with the foot of water in the street sent the water flying, drenching his lower half down to his socks.

"God damn it..." He hissed. He nearly shouted after the erratic driver, but he didn't. He was more uncomfortable than ever and didn't want to start any fights, lest he be heard by someone.

'This is just not my day...' He thought. 'First I wake up twenty minutes late for work, the shower didn't have hot water, and I get chewed out by my boss and nearly lose my job... What else could go wrong?' He wondered.

The gods just loved to mess with him. As he wondered that, his phone slipped out of his jacket pocket and fell into the foot of muddy water overflowing from the sewers.

Why did he even ask?

"Fuck...!" He nearly screamed. He wondered why he bothered picking it up. It was probably ruined now that the water had drenched it, but he hoped for some tiny, insignificant miracle to happen.

'I just want this day to be over!' He cried within his head. He begged and pleaded with the gods that something, anything would happen to bring a little happiness to his bad day. It was all internal pleading, unspoken to anyone around him, but it didn't seem to help.

The light changed into a go sign and Eren started walking. He draped his wet jacket over his shoulder, not even bothering anymore. He just wanted to get home, take a warm bath, have a nice, hot meal, and go to bed. That was all he wanted.

He crossed the street safely and stood on the curb by a store. He wanted to go inside a store and ask to borrow a phone, but now he was drenched. No one would let him in, whether he asked or not. He sighed as he began walking again.

He really wanted this day to be over.

The rain was loud and painful in and against his ears. He could only hear the sounds of cars going by and the splashing of water as he walked, but then he heard something else. After passing an alleyway, he heard the sound of something breaking. His mind was so dazed with hatred for his predicament that he almost didn't register the sound, but it made it through his hazy filter and settled in his mind. He physically stopped and then backed up a few paces to stand at the entrance to the alleyway.

He could hear the sounds of the water dripping in the space between the buildings, amplified and echoing off of the walls, but he also heard and saw a trash can fall over. He startled as he watched something crawling behind the fallen item.

"A dog...?" He mumbled to himself. That sure was what it looked like. Eren wouldn't deny that he had a soft spot for animals, no matter what the breed or species. When he was younger he had constantly brought home strays. This resulted in many calls to the pound and a sad Eren losing an animal he quickly gained attachment to.

But was now different? He lived with his sister, and while she didn't hate animals, she wasn't so fond of them that she'd do what he used to do. Would she mind him bringing home a dog? It was raining and it was cold. They were both in the same situation and the poor thing was probably hungry.

The thought crossed his mind that he wasn't the only being suffering at the moment. That seemed to do it for him.

"Screw the rain..." He lifted his jacket off of his body and held it up. He didn't want to startle the poor thing.

Eren slowly and quietly walked into the alleyway. For some reason, the rain wasn't as heavy inside the walls as it was outside them. It was sparse, but still pretty bad. He concluded that the poor thing must have been soaked. He was in a bad spot, just like Eren, and the teenager couldn't feel any more saddened by the thought.

"... Come here," Eren called quietly and calmly. He didn't want to startle the animal to death. He heard the small shuffling and saw some trash on the ground being pushed away. For a moment he wondered if this was such a smart idea. He had no idea what the stray was capable of doing, or if it was even mentally stable; it could have rabies for all he knew, but he didn't want to leave it in the rain and alone. If it was suffering, he had to help in any way he could. "Come here, puppy..."

"Leave me alone." A voice murmured. Eren's shoulders dropped at the sound of the voice. This wasn't a dog, it was a person. Less worried for startling something human, Eren walked right up to the trashcans and looked for the source.

Sitting behind the trashcan was a small boy, not much smaller than him, with blond hair down to his shoulders and pale skin that glowed in the dim light of the city peering into the alleyway. He clothes were tattered with mud and blood. There were tears in his dark, blood, and rain drenched vest and the buttons of his shirt were popped open at the top and bottom. Some buttons were missing, like the ones at the top of his jeans. There were more open areas in his pants that revealed too much for his young physique.

"Hey, a-are you alright?" Eren asked with panic in his voice. He pushed the trash can over to reveal more of the boy, but as soon as he did the smaller boy cried and covered his head with his arms, revealing the cuts all along his forearms.

"Leave me alone!" He screeched. Eren visibly jumped back, his back and head hitting the other side of the alleyway. He still had his jacket in his hands, holding it up for the boy, but now he looked as if he were holding it up to protect himself. "Please... Leave me alone..." The boy begged.

Eren lowered the jacket and kneeled down onto the ground. He tilted his head down to see the boy's face, and when he did the boy lifted his head. Eren's own green eyes widened when getting the chance to see his face. Eren could faintly see his sharp teeth sticking out from his upper lip as well. His eyes were red with tears that had made his eyes swollen, but they were red for another reason entirely. The piercing red was bright, his pupils barely dilated while the street lights reflected off of them.

"I don't want to hurt you..." The smaller boy cried while his hands covered his head.

"Vampire..." Eren whispered the word. His breath had turned cold from the realization that was thrust into his face and shivers went down his spine.

Here he was, a nineteen year old college student who worked at a store selling everyday things, had just found a boy who couldn't be any less than fifteen and was a vampire, and by the looks of it, he didn't seem all too happy to be one. Eren could make out the difference between the rain falling on him and the tears seeping through his swollen eyes.

"Please go away..." The blond-haired boy hid his face behind his knees and curled closer to the wall.

"... Uh..." Eren wanted to say something, anything, but his mind was blank. He couldn't leave someone alone, whether they were human or not, but if he dared to try and help, the boy could easily kill him. He could suck him dry and leave him right there on the cold ground. What could he possibly do?

"Please... Please..." The boy kept begging and whimpering. "I don't... Want to hurt you..."

"Hey... I-It's okay," Eren carefully scooted closer, his jacket in his hands as a shield even though he knew that it wouldn't do any good against a vampire.

"Stay away," The boy pleaded.

"No... Maybe... I can help?" Eren suggested in a questioning tone. The boy dared to peek up from behind his knees at the teenager before him. His red eyes were glaring at him, hungry and needy.

"You can't..." He answered.

"No, no, there's got to be something I can do..." Eren held out his jacket for him. "Take this. Keep yourself dry." He said.

The boy scooted away from him, inching along the wall. He didn't want to be any closer than he was already. He wasn't able to control himself. God only knows what he would do if there was less distance between them.

"It's okay," Eren said.

"No... No, I'll hurt you." He shook his head and curled into himself protectively. Eren forced himself closer, closing a foot of distance between them quickly and making the boy back up into a corner. He was trapped, stuck and forced to be close to him.

"It's okay," Eren assured. "Just take it. You can do that." Eren said, using a soothing voice he had previously when he thought that the boy was a dog. The smaller boy kept shaking his head, trying his best to keep distance, but Eren slowly kept closing that distance.

He had no choice. Eren wasn't going to let up and he didn't have anywhere to go. He was utterly trapped.

A slim, pale, and small hand lifted up, fingers shaking as they hesitantly reached for the jacket. The boy's fingers brushed against the fabric, almost like he was experimenting with the sensation before tugging on the fabric. Eren released his jacket and the boy tugged it closer to his body. Eren didn't move, his own body anticipating some sort of attack or breakdown from the smaller one. He waited, but it never came.

"See...? You didn't hurt me." Eren smiled at him and said. The small boy pulled the jacket around his shoulders, quickly getting the warmth his body lacked. He was shaking, however, all because he was trying his best not breathe and catch the scent of his human body.

He had smelled him from yards away, which is exactly why he hid in the first place. Obviously he hadn't hidden well enough, because now he was just fighting against these unknown instincts not to suck the boy dry, because, God, did he smell good…

"What's your name?" Eren asked. The boy looked up at him, eyes barely hiding under the rim of his jacket and knees. He shook his head, but Eren persisted. "You can tell me. I'm not going to turn you in." Eren rolled his eyes and spoke with a sarcastic tone.

The boy waited some more.

"... Well?" He tilted his head a little and asked. The boy's red eyes shifted from him to the jacket around him. He didn't notice it until it was too late, but he realized that he was breathing. Eren's natural scent caught in his nose and it made him shiver. His teeth ached and his body quivered with anticipation and desire.

He smelled so good.

"... A-Armin..." He answered. Eren smiled again, his eyes seeming to glow a little.

"Armin," He said. The named rolled off of his tongue well and it made the vampire shiver again. "I'm Eren." He replied.

"Eren..." Armin repeated. The name made his body tremble. He was lurking onto dangerous territory. Any further and he was sure to mess up and do something he'd regret. "... Go away." He turned his head away and said in a cold tone.

"Huh...? Not this again." Eren frowned. "Armin, it's okay. You won't hurt me." Eren assured.

"You don't know that." Armin started pulling the jacket off of himself to return it. The jacket got caught on a loose button on the front of his vest and he struggled, but it was enough time for Eren to move forward and grab at his wrists.

"Don't do that," He protested. Armin immediately froze, his eyes going wide at the lack of space between them. He stared up at Eren with surprise and utter terror, fearing the closeness Eren had suddenly made. He could smell Eren's breath as it left his lips, a hint of chocolate lingering on it. He could feel the individual fingerprints of the tips of his fingers as his skin slid around Armin's wrist. He felt a skin prickling sensation as Eren settled himself between Armin's legs, making sure he wouldn't close himself away. Funny enough, he couldn't feel the obvious water dripping on his and Eren's bodies.

"L-Let go," His voice was nearly gone, just a shriveled up and dry voice. It was raw like the emotion he saw in Eren's green eyes.

"No," He stubbornly replied. Armin gained enough sense and blood (or lack of) into his brain to start to fidget. His body writhed under Eren's touch for freedom, his eyes not breaking the penitence stare from Eren while he tried. His mouth was open, trying to get more pleas out, but he couldn't. He could only shake his head, disbelief still evident.

All he wanted was just one taste, just one. It was all he wanted, all he needed. Then he would be okay.

His throat was closing tightly. His eyesight was blurring and his body was quivering. His strength was weak but that didn't stop him from trying to thrash for freedom.

"Please... I don't want to hurt you!" He gasped and choked on the saliva filing his mouth.

"You won't hurt me." Eren declared. Armin whined and tried closing his legs, but Eren's body was in the way.

"Ahaa, please," He wailed. Eren swallowed, his body getting goose bumps, but whether he was cold or not was undecided.

He knew about these desires for vampires. Deny them of blood long enough and eventually it starts to hurt. It's worse than Phantom Pain, worse than a women giving birth. It's supposed to send a vampire into near hysteria. It was no surprise these days if a vampire was seen on a homicidal rage for blood.

New bloods were ignored and pushed away from society. They were unpredictable and dangerous and people thought it was better to leave them be to the Scouting Legion, the best vampires hunters the world had to offer.

What a terrible idea that was.

This was the result. Some poor, innocent boy was attacked, turned, and then left to die. What kind of world was this?

"Go away, please, I- Ahh..." Armin turned his head away, denying his desires. "P-Please...!"

"Go ahead." Eren uttered. Armin quieted down for a moment to look at Eren. He breathing was erratic, nearly covering what Eren had said.

"W-What...?" He asked in a mumble. Eren released his wrists which had gained a red color from the hold and popped open a few buttons on the top of his shirt. "N-No! Stop it!"

"It's alright." Eren said and pulled the collar of his shirt open. Armin screeched within his throat and grabbed at his shirt to button it up so he didn't have to see that perfect skin, but his fingers accidentally brushed against the warm flesh. Armin's hands shivered violently as he started touching the skin of his collar bone, delicately tracing the protruding bones and hallow spots. His skin was a perfect tan with no scars or freckles to mar his skin, and it looked incredibly enticing.

"Go ahead. It'll get rid of the initial pain, right?" Eren asked. "If so, then take what you need just to get rid of it." Eren said.

Armin dared to bare his fangs. His hands trembled against his skin while his fingers pushed against his wet shirt. He looked up at Eren, watching for any signs to stop. Eren wasn't giving him any of those.

"I don't mind." He informed. Armin felt his throat clench on him as he moved forward.

His lips parted to take a shuddering breath. His tongue then snuck out to run along the flesh of Eren's neck.

He tasted incredible.

Armin whimpered as his hands wrapped around his body to cling onto him. His hands found the ends of his shirt and pulled, effectively exposing more flesh and making him moan within his throat. The sound did something to Eren, something he knew he shouldn't have been feeling. He wrapped his arms around Armin's body, his hands waiting on the small of his back as the boy continued to lick at his skin.

"Eren..." Armin breathed into his ear. Eren swallowed again. His grip tightened around Armin as he felt the boy's fangs dip into the flesh of his neck.

It was indeed painful. Having two pieces of bone thrust into your skin would hurt anyone, but he didn't expect this. It felt like someone was burning his skin with hot iron rods. It felt like someone was running over an open wound with alcohol. It hurt like hell.

He held back a sound of pain and tried to relax as he felt the smaller boy shudder against his body and moan weakly into his neck. Armin made absurd sucking sounds that were strangely arousing; the moaning didn't help either and Eren would have liked to tell him to stop, but he knew that this was what the boy needed. He couldn't deny him that.

"Hng... Nhh..." One of Armin's hands found its way into Eren's hair and tugged so he could have more exposure to his neck, and the yank made Eren grunt at the force. He could feel Armin trembling against him, but it was slowing. He couldn't see much with the position they were in now, but he could tell that Armin's strength was coming back to him.

"Fuck..." Eren cursed. Armin reacted to his swearing by sucking a little harder. "Armin... I-I'm getting dizzy..." He murmured.

Armin tried to pull away, but his body was still craving total satisfaction. The pain was gone, but the desire was still there. The desire was clouding his better judgment, shrouding the world around him. He wanted more. He needed more.

"A-Armin..." Eren's hands loosely pushed against Armin's body as he pleaded with him to stop. Armin moaned again, his body begging for more.

He wasn't ready to stop, but he didn't want to kill Eren. He didn't want to hurt him.

"Ngh..." Armin quickly dug his nails into his own hands, hoping the pain would be enough to make him stop.

To his relief, it did. The pain in his hand was enough to make him gasp, his teeth leaving Eren's body. He pushed against Eren's chest to get distance between them before he had the chance to sink his teeth back into his neck. Poor Eren, who was now dizzy with the world spinning around him, fell right back onto his ass. Armin pressed against the wall, his body quivering for more, but he denied himself. He saw the blood trickle down Eren's pale neck and it was all the more enticing, eliciting a pleading whimper from the boy for more, but with blood in his system it was easier to resist.

"I-I'm sorry," Armin apologized and hesitantly moved close to Eren. "I-I overdid it."

"No," Eren shook his head as he covered his neck to stop the bleeding. "It's alright... You didn't kill me, and that's all that matters." He laughed a little as he sat up, but not without some trouble. Armin helped him to sit with his legs under him, resisting the urge to lick off the remaining blood. Remembering the forgotten jacket, Armin pulled it off of himself to push against Eren's neck and stop the bleeding.

"Aw man, don't stain my jacket." Eren joked.

"I'm sorry, but it's all I can think of." Armin frowned, guilty for doing exactly what Eren didn't want.

"Don't do that." Eren reprimanded and touched Armin's cold cheek, his thumb leisurely brushing off the blood around his lips. It surprised Armin how warm Eren's hand was. "Thank you for doing it." He said with a smile. Armin gave him a sheepish smile, blood rushing to his cheeks.

"Should we... Go to the hospital?" Armin asked.

"No, that's only going to get you in trouble and me a hospital bill I could never pay." Eren took the jacket from Armin and pushed himself up onto his knees. "I'll go home and clean it off myself. That'll be easier." Armin watched with his big eyes as Eren fixed the shirt to sit properly on his shoulders while simultaneously covering the bite wound on his neck. Eren paused a moment to look at the vampire and he smirked when seeing the insatiable gaze he was getting.

"Is that your real eye color?" He asked while holding out his hand. Armin didn't hear the question at first. All he did was take Eren's hand within his own and let himself be pulled to his feet. It felt weird standing, because his legs were shaking so bad and were practically numb, but he managed with Eren's help. "Hm...?" Eren continued.

"Uh... What color are they now?" Armin asked.

"Blue," Eren let a moment pass to brush his fingers against Armin's chin, wiping away some the remaining blood that had dribbled past his pink lips. "Kind of like the ocean."

"Have you seen the ocean before?" Armin's eyes widened at the recognition.

"Only on TV; I never had the time or money to go in person." Eren snickered, hating to admit it.

"Oh..." Armin felt his heart sink a little. He still liked the comment, however.

"Alright, I'm seeing double, let's get out of here." Eren huffed as he staggered. Armin wrapped his arms around Eren's chest, holding onto him to keep him up straight.

"You mean you want me to come too?" Armin asked.

"Well, yeah, of course. I'm not leaving you out here to suffer." Eren chuckled from the surprised look on Armin's face.

Armin didn't have anything to reply him with. What was this strange boy doing? Taking in a new blood vampire who had just sucked his blood? Was he drunk or high?

"No I'm no drunk or high." Eren rolled his eyes and said as they began walking. Armin blushed when realizing that half of his thoughts were spoken out loud. "I may argue about it later, but I'm not cold hearted."

"No, you're not." Armin mumbled. Eren looked down at him with a smile as he tossed an arm over his slender shoulders. "Your blood would have tasted bad if that were the case." Armin continued.

Eren broke out into a loud, but sweet laugh. The comment may have been an unintentional truth, but it was a hysterical joke to Eren. Armin gave him another sheepish smile, pretending to go along with it.

"Ah..." Eren sighed as they walked out onto the street. Eren fixed the jacket hanging off of his neck to cover Armin's head.

"What are you doing?" Armin asked as he pushed the jacket off of his eyes.

"For some it may not be noticeable, but to trained eyes it's obvious that you aren't human." Eren said. "I'm covering you up so people can't see you." He explained.

"Are you saying you're trained to recognize vampires?" Armin asked. It would make sense. Eren didn't need a magnifying glass to be able to tell that he was among the dead.

Eren chuckled and shook his head.

"I'll tell you about that later. Let's just get out of the rain." Eren claimed. Armin nodded his head and went quiet. He decided that now wasn't the right time.

Eren said he would talk about it later and Armin would wait for that moment. He was relatively eager to hear about this boy, Eren, and what he had to say.