Vampire Stories
A KKMaou fanfic by Jetede
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own KKMaou and its characters, silly. Whatever did you have for breakfast to think that I own them? The only thing I got from writing this fanfic is pure pleasure, and hopefully, a lot of reviews.
Last chapter: Yozak brought Wolfram to meet Murata at the vampire residence.
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"You, Wolfram Bielefeld –I believe– are the human companion mentioned in the prophecy."
Chapter 3:
"Shibuyaaa! How are you doing, already?" Murata cried as he flung the door towards Yuuri's bedroom open.
"Ken, what are you doing here?" Yuuri whispered. He was laying on the bed when the door burst open. Yuuri looked at the clock on the wall across from his bed and squinted his eyes. "It's half past nine. Aren't you supposed to be meeting with Gwendel at the mansion tonight?"
"Oh, that? I left it to Gwendel and Gunter to take care of the problem. I'm sure they can handle it just fine." Murata sauntered to Yuuri's bed, his lips curved upwards in a smile, and moved to sit next to Yuuri on the edge of the bed. "There's someone here to see you."
"Yo, bocchan!"
"Yozak?" Yuuri looked at Murata. "You brought Yozak to see me?"
"I'm not the one Geika brought to see you, Heika." Yozak turned his head back and leaned towards the door. "Don't be shy, now." The person hesitated for a moment before he decided to enter the room slowly.
"B… Bielefeld-san?" Yuuri stuttered. "What are you doing here?"
"Hello, Shibuya. How are you doing?"
"Murata…" Yuuri looked at Murata and narrowed his eyes slightly. Yozak unconsciously stepped back seeing the sudden dangerous look his master made. Although he was the Vampire King, Yuuri was a peaceful person. It was very rare to see him display such ferocity in his eyes, even if it was just a bit. Wolfram was slightly confused with the way Yozak and Yuuri were acting, while Murata just sat on the bed with his smile still plastered on his face.
"Whoa there, Heika, easy now. Murata-sama didn't do anything to the boy here."
"Yozak's telling the truth, Shibuya-san. Murata-san didn't do anything else to me, except for his earlier display of power in the infirmary." Yozak grimaced and glanced at Murata, while the latter chuckled at Wolfram's blunt honesty.
"You know, boy, you're probably the only one who dared to make such a comment at the Sage and still survived afterwards," Yozak commented. "Other than Yuuri-heika of course." Murata laughed out loud at this while Yuuri, his eyes back to normal, just glanced back and forth between his best friend next to him and the other two persons across the room.
"Will somebody please tell me what's going on and why is Bielefeld-san here, in my bedroom?"
"Well, you see…"
---ooo--- Flashback ---ooo---
"I'm a, WHAT?" Wolfram shouted in Murata's study. "You must be joking, right? You know, I would never tell anyone else and expose your existence to the world. You didn't have to lie to me and create this story about a prophecy or whatever just to scare me. No one would believe me if I said anything, anyway. They probably would've just thrown me into a mental hospital right away."
Murata sighed. "This isn't a joke, Bielefeld-san. This is a serious and huge matter that involves the very existence of humankind."
"What does this have anything to do with me?" Wolfram paused and eyed the Sage suspiciously. "I mean, okay, fine, let's say I humor you and believe that I'm this 'Human Companion' you mentioned. What happens, then?"
"The moment a human accidentally found out about our existence, his or her life was pretty much forfeited…"
"Yeah, Yozak already told me that; something about me being in deep shit," Wolfram cut suddenly.
"Leave it to Yozak and his blunt comments." Murata chuckled. "But you see, Bielefeld-san, this is much bigger than that. Your case is different. Now that we've found out what you are, things become much, much more complicated than usual. Under normal circumstances, you would've either already been six feet under, whose death is classified under a mysterious cause, or simply turned missing." Wolfram gulped at Murata's explanation. He knew instantly what the black-haired man was talking about. The vampires would've ignored Yuuri's orders not to harm him and sucked his blood dry by the end of the week, or turned him into one of them.
Wolfram was not afraid of death. He was an orphan and had no other family member left since his parents' accident. Nobody would miss a Wolfram Bielefeld, except for maybe some of his friends and teachers, but then again, they would most likely get over it soon. However, like any other normal teenager, Wolfram was slightly nervous about his situation. It was, after all, not a common occurrence for a regular sixteen-year-old high-schooler such as the blonde to be suddenly pulled into the middle of a world of vampires and supernatural beings. Those kinds of things only happen in stories, or so he thought before that afternoon.
"Does Shibuya know about this?"
"Yuuri doesn't know about the prophecy."
"You said that the prophecy is thousands of years old. We've been schoolmates for more than one year, Murata-san. If you were telling the truth, why didn't you confront me earlier? Why all the pretense?"
Murata raised his eyebrows. "Impressive, Bielefeld-san, as expected as the student council president. You are as smart as your reputation preceded." Murata paused before he continued, "I wasn't exactly pretending. I've noticed your similarities with Shinou ever since the first day of school last year and connected the two together. However I had to be sure before revealing ourselves to you."
"What made you so sure now?"
"You came to us."
"What do you mean, I came to you?"
"It was not merely an accident for you to stumble upon Yuuri this afternoon. Nothing is a coincidence, Bielefeld-san, everything happens for a purpose. I had believed that if you were really the human in the prophecy, you would've eventually come to us on your own. I was right." Murata smiled. "The timing of your 'appearance' could not have been more perfect."
"I don't understand…"
"I will have to explain the rest to both you and Shibuya together."
---ooo--- End Flashback ---ooo---
"So, basically, because of that, I had requested Murata here to bring me to you right away."
Yuuri groaned. "Why do I have a feeling that I'm not going to like this, Murata?"
"I'm afraid I don't quite understand what you're talking about, Shibuya," Murata replied in mirth.
"Damn it, Ken! We have known each other for too long for that. A prophecy! And such an important one, too! Has it never occurred to you that I would've liked to know about it? Oh yeah, and especially since the damned prophecy is about me!"
"Oooh, Geika is in trouble," whispered Yozak to Wolfram.
"I can see that," Wolfram replied back in the same low whispered tone.
"No, you don't understand kiddo. Yuuri-heika never swears. For him to be cussing like that – and twice in a row, too – only means he's very serious and obviously very angry," Yozak said. "And you do not want a pissed-off vampire on the loose – especially not this one." Yozak shuddered as he pointed his finger towards the bed, while Wolfram could only replied with a silent 'O'-formed lips and raised eyebrows. Both men then tried to stay as quiet as possible to avoid angering the Vampire King more.
It was kind of weird and slightly scary seeing the usually cheerful and mild-mannered Yuuri acted like that. Wolfram realized that there was more about the youth – err, man? – How old is Yuuri anyway? – That there was something much deeper underneath the happy and jovial expressions the dark-eyed boy usually wore. I guess they weren't joking when they said the wimp is really the Vampire King.
"Never mind that," Yuuri's indifferent tone snapped Wolfram out of his thoughts. "You're always like this, anyway." Wolfram's lips tugged up in a small smile as he chuckled inwardly. Yuuri had started to mutter things like 'tight-lipped bastard', 'stupid vampiric great sage', 'perverted best friend', and so on, under his breath. Murata, on the other hand, was looking at Yuuri while still displaying his all-knowing smile. He kept quiet all through Yuuri's rants. His eyes however, showed amusement and something else deep within. Wolfram almost swore he saw something close to love in the sage's eyes. Come to think about it, Murata was really frantic when Yuuri collapsed on the field that afternoon. There was a slight tug in Wolfram's chest as he watched the conversation. He felt weird – it was the first time Wolfram ever felt like that. Thinking it was nothing and that he probably was just tired, the blonde dismissed the thought away. Suddenly feeling slightly thirsty, Wolfram cleared his throat suggestively. The rest of the room's occupants' eyes suddenly rolled toward him.
"Oh, right. The prophecy," Yuuri said, suddenly remembering what they were there for. "Ken?"
"Why don't we go to your living room and get comfortable there, Shibuya? This may take a while, and unlike some of us, Bielefeld-san is probably not used to be so active at night." Wolfram flinched inwardly at Murata's suggestive sentence. He was suddenly reminded of the difference between their two races. His previous feelings of fear slightly resurfaced as he was reminded how serious the whole situation is. He sighed quietly and followed the three men outside.
"I'm sure you realized Bielefeld-san's uncanny resemblance to Shinou, Shibuya." Yuuri nodded at Murata's inquiry. The three high-schoolers were sitting on the couches around the coffee table in Yuuri's living room while Yozak busied himself preparing drinks and snacks in the kitchen, which was separated from the room only by an island counter. He was multitasking while still paying attention to the conversation.
"I noticed that. Does it have anything to do with the prophecy?" Murata nodded this time.
"It has everything to do with what I'm about to tell you. Let me show you something." Murata took out an old, thick leather-bound book from his bag next to the low table. He referred to the marked page and turned the book towards Yuuri. Yuuri quickly skimmed through the page and read where Murata had pointed to. Wolfram glanced at the book for the first time. He noticed that the book is written in some kind of weird cuneiform signs that he did not recognize. The blonde realized that it must be why Murata did not bother to show the book to him at the mansion earlier. He was slightly amazed the two vampires could understand the writing. This made him wonder further of how old the two boys probably were.
Yuuri furrowed his brows as he read the page that contained the prophecy. He put the book down on the table in front of him after he finished reading to the last sentence. Yuuri sighed and closed his eyes. He leaned on his arms with his elbows planted on his thighs, his hands clasped together in contemplation. Yozak came to the living room with the snacks and hot green tea. He put the tray on the coffee table quietly and sat down next to Wolfram. He kept his mouth shut seeing that Yuuri was deep in thought.
"You should've shown this to me earlier," Yuuri said to Murata finally.
"I didn't want to worry you."
Yuuri sighed again. "I know."
"I think it's time you started the explanation, Murata-san," Wolfram said after a few moments of silence. "There was something else you haven't mentioned earlier since Shibuya-san wasn't here." Yuuri looked up at the two. He knew from Wolfram's explanation earlier that Murata had told the emerald-eyed boy about the prophecy.
"There's more to this than meets the eye, isn't it, Ken?"
"Yes. This is, as a matter of fact, concerning the two of you." Murata leaned back to the couch, his face not smiling. "As the prophecy has described, I strongly believe that Bielefeld-san here is the human mentioned in it." Yozak frowned in concentration as he tried to digest the information. Slightly affected by the serious tone his superior had undertaken, the usually loud-mouthed, crimson-haired, blunt guard and spy held his tongue grimly. "The fact that Bielefeld-san so-called 'coincidentally' discovered our secret clearly indicates the unfolding of the prophecy. It is fate that the two of you should meet at this time."
"Why me? What can a mere human like me do? Although I don't understand the writing, I am under the impression that this human mentioned in it is supposed to do something great." I'm just a sixteen-year-old boy, one without family, too. What can I do? Wolfram added mentally.
"Geika, I don't understand either. What exactly is the importance of this Human Companion?" Yozak added.
"The key lies in Bielefeld's blood," explained Murata. "We all know how stubborn our leader here can be in regards to drinking blood. At this rate, Yuuri won't be able to hold out much longer. We've seen how his health is slowly deteriorating, and how often he's fainted for the past several months. Meanwhile, the entire vampire population is increasing at an alarming rate, and in turn, the human population has decreased rather significantly; we desperately need Shibuya's powers to control that. It would not do us good if our king is dead, now, would it?" Yuuri visibly flinched at Murata's sarcastic words. The king glared at his best friend who ignored the look. "This is where Bielefeld-san comes in the picture.
"A Companion comes very rarely within the human species – probably only one for every several generations or so. One is fated to meet his or her counterpart – the Vampire King – simply said, they're soul mates – their gender don't matter. A king without a Companion usually does not live very long. It is actually quite amazing Shibuya could hold up to now.
"You see, a Companion's blood is the safest source of blood for the king, yet on the other hand, also the deadliest for other vampires. Once the contract is officially drawn between the two soul mates, the human will not turn into an undead vampire even after feeding, which is a similar effect to that of a Half-blood. His blood becomes toxin for other vampires who try to feed from him."
"What happens to the vampire who tries to drink from the Companion?" Yozak inquired.
"The effect is unknown. Some speculated that the vampire may simply die or burnt to ashes, while some others thought a Companion's blood has the power to turn vampires back into normal human beings. Either way, a lot of the vampires see it as a threat; especially the higher-ups." Wolfram, Yuuri, and Yozak were alarmed at this information.
"If Bielefeld-san is really a Companion, then that means…"
"Yes, Shibuya, his life will be in danger when his identity is exposed. Many of the Elders and higher-ups will not take the information well and will most certainly try to kill him," cut Murata. "We have to hide his existence from the others."
Wolfram was disturbed and angry at first. He understood the reason Murata wanted to protect him as a Companion. By keeping him next to Yuuri, they would be able to sustain the Vampire King's life and also control the whole vampire population in the process, thus ensuring both race's existence. Basically, he would become a constant food supply for the wimp. Then again, it wasn't like he had any choice. If he chose not to help, he would either be hunted down and killed by the higher-ups because of his threatening existence, or hunted as a random food source by other random vampire. His anger dissipated almost instantly afterwards.
"In other words, I am most definitely screwed," whispered Wolfram. The other three snapped their attention toward the blond teen. "Someone up there must really hate me." They were rather surprised by how well the blonde seemed to be taking the information. Although he did not show it, the Sage was definitely impressed by the strength of the young teen and smiled inwardly.
Yuuri had voiced his thoughts of wanting to protect his newfound friend and possible future mate and companion, although he still stubbornly objected to drinking blood from the blonde or any other human for that matter. Murata and Yozak could only shake their heads at the king's stubborn decision; while Wolfram was silently thankful the double black wouldn't try to force him into it. Wolfram did wonder, however, why Yuuri was strongly against drinking blood from humans to sustain his own survival at the first place.
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"I hope you don't mind staying here for the night, Bielefeld-san," Murata suggested. "Since it's quite late already, and we don't want anything to happen on your way back to your apartment, do we?" Wolfram gulped. The four men had decided to rest for the night after more long talks about the predicament they were currently in. The clock had struck just a bit past midnight by the time they finished.
"Sure."
Walking around outside at night suddenly sounded much scarier after he was exposed to the existence of the so-called creatures of the night. It was weird to acknowledge it, but Wolfram actually felt quite safe being around the three men, despite having been thrown onto the wall by one of them earlier that day. The two ancient beings in front of him, after all, were the most powerful vampires alive, and Wolfram knew that anyone who dared to cross their path would probably be dead, in the most gruesome kind of way, under less than a blink of an eye.
"Shibuya, why don't you show Bielefeld-san his room?"
Yuuri led Wolfram to the guest room. He opened the door before the main bedroom and flicked the light on. Yuuri stepped aside to allow Wolfram come inside the bedroom before he followed behind. Yuuri leaned against the door frame as Wolfram observed around the room. The room was a nice size, although slightly smaller than the master bedroom. There was a queen-sized bed propped by the window and an elegant wooden writing desk right next to it. The room was moderately furnished with well-designed essential furniture and some decorations. It felt really cozy to Wolfram's liking.
"The bathroom is just next door, while my quarters are just down the hall," Yuuri said as he pointed behind his shoulder. "Just knock on my door if you need anything."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," Yuuri replied with a smile. "Uhm, I guess you will be coming to school with me and Murata tomorrow morning." Yozak had been sent to dispatch Wolfram's school uniform and school bag earlier so Wolfram wouldn't have to go back to his apartment before school in the morning, regardless of how close it is to the school. They decided it was much safer that way. Murata and Yozak were even already planning for Wolfram to move into Yuuri's apartment for better protection, although the decision was not finalized yet. "I'm sorry about the way Murata treated you this afternoon. Ken could be kind of protective when it comes to my well-being." He chuckled.
"I can see that." Wolfram smiled at the Vampire King's friendliness. Yuuri was definitely not how he pictured an all-powerful vampire king would be. The raven-haired boy seemed like a happy, regular teenager at that moment.
"But seriously, he shouldn't have done that. Especially, since he basically already knew who you were. Sometimes I wonder what's going on inside that bastard's head. One would think being friends for such a long time meant understanding each other, but I could never, and probably never would, be able to figure Ken out."
"He cares about you a great deal, though."
"Murata is my best friend and he's like a brother to me – that's when he's not being such an ass and started to act like a possessively protective mother-hen, of course. Honestly, he's just like Shori." Yuuri's eyes glazed over the wall as he seemed to be caught up in a memory of the past.
"Shori?"
"He's, was, my aniki, my older brother."
"Oh. I'm sorry for making you remember the past." Wolfram whispered.
"No, it's okay really. It's been a while ago, already." Yuuri offered him another smile and continued, "You know, you're taking this whole thing very well. I mean, you haven't freaked out or anything."
"Inside, I am." Wolfram chuckled. "I guess I'm just trying to put up a brave front." He grinned at the dark-haired king and tilted his head slightly to the left as he plopped down on the edge of the bed. Yuuri's heart warmed up at the sight. Something fluttered inside him. There's something about the blond boy that attracted Yuuri. He thought that it might be because Wolfram looked so much like Shinou that Yuuri felt a little attraction towards the teen, but then again, there was something else, something different about him that Yuuri could not figure out. Was it Wolfram's smile? Or was it those passionate cool emerald eyes that attracted him?
Before he even realized it, Yuuri had already closed the distance between the two and sauntered towards Wolfram on the bed. He reached out and placed his hand on Wolfram's cheek, resting his fingers just below the blonde's left ear. Wolfram's eyes widened for a second at the gentle gesture. He leaned to the touch subconsciously, exposing his pale right neck, his pink lips slightly parted while his half-lidded eyes closed slowly. Wolfram had always thought vampires' touch would be cold; Yuuri's hand was surprisingly warm, though.
Yuuri bent down and leaned his head closer. He glanced down Wolfram's blissful expression and eyed the exposed milky neck. The Vampire King could almost hear the sounds of temptation in the back of his head. Never before in his long life as a vampire had he been tempted like this. He was always able to control his thirst and urges ever since the first time Shinou turned him. Wolfram still had his eyes closed as Yuuri absentmindedly stroked the blonde's left cheek with his thumb. Yuuri's left hand reached up to Wolfram's exposed neck. He caressed the pale skin with two fingers, feeling the throb of blood flowing in the vein under it. Wolfram moaned at the touch, breaking Yuuri out of his stupor. He blinked. Yuuri stopped his fingers and moved his left hand to rest on the nape of Wolfram's neck, just under his blond strands of hair. The king leaned in and pressed his lips on the teen's right cheek tenderly.
"Good night, Wolfram," whispered Yuuri. He stroked his other cheek again and turned around towards the door, leaving a slightly blushing boy sitting on the edge of the bed. Just before he closed the door behind him, he heard Wolfram sigh a reply and the dark-eyed king smiled.
"Good night, Yuuri."
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Author's Note – Feb 22, 2007
– Kyaah!– I almost drooled while imagining Yuuri kissing Wolfram at that last scene. Fluff is always great (mad cackle). So that's chapter 3! It's been a while since my last update, huh? Thank you for your reviews, by the way. It's good to know your enthusiasms toward this story. They kinda stopped coming after a while – I guess it's because of the slow update. Hopefully there will be more reviews coming. I'll try to write the next chapter ASAP.
Shining-tears, contravene431, allylalina, battousaigurl1849, kaori, Whatevergurlx0x, Rokutagrl: Thanks for the reviews. I'm glad you guys like this story. Hopefully this new chapter is to your liking as well. Zeldazoey: Yes I've read some Darren Shan, only the first few chapters, though. I won't tell you when or if Yuuri is going to drink Wolf's blood :P – I'll make you keep guessing, since it'll be more interesting that way, hehe. Glad you're loving the story. Black Angel of Destruction: Here's the new chapter, hehe. I'm surprised you read my fanfic. I've read yours and they're awesome. It's always encouraging to know good writers reading my story. Lily Evans, Cherry, Hikari the Keyblade, alice, Ceekari, Izen, RuByMoOn17: Thank you. Hopefully you guys are liking this new chapter, too. Sriz: Yuuram action included :). Tati-ai: yes I've read Vampire Knight. I love the mangaka style of works.
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