A/N: Heh, I promised a new story and then I PROMISE to get to my other ones okay? =] I just can't help myself when people ask… /sigh/ This is a request by I-Kill-U-For-Yaoi!

He idly looked at his nails, perfectly manicured and never changing, before glancing up at the female who is standing in front of him.

"Milord." She pouted and stuck her chest out, thinking that will catch his attention.

It did but not in the way she wanted. "You are a conceited whore. Leave me."

Wide eyed, she wanted to hit him, he could sense that, but instead turned around and stalked out of the room with a vein bulging in her forehead.

"You must not anger every suitor or mistress that comes along," came a chiding voice to his right.

A roll of ice blue orbs was the response. "They are all boring."

A chuckle rang. "You may be a prince, and a vampire one at that, but you are still young."

"I am not a child," he said, frowning.

"Course not milord."

Toshiro Hitsugaya. Prince of the Vampires. That's who he was. He was five nine, one hundred and thirteen pounds, human age seventeen, aged one hundred and nineteen years. Snow white hair that stuck out in gravity defying angles and ice blue eyes that pierced the gaze of any and all who met them.

And he was pissed off.

It was time for him to mate and the vampires he was to choose from were all too vain, conceited, arrogant, or just wanted the status they would get by becoming his consort or mistress.

He hated it.

This responsibility that he had to pick and choose without his own opinion mattering. What if he didn't want to find a mate? What if he wanted find his own mate? Not someone who had been screen and checked out to make sure their pedigree was superb.

It was all very, very boring.

Toshiro sighed and rose from his chair. "I'm leaving. I tire of this charade."

"If it pleases you I will inform the rest."

"Thank you, Hyorinmaru." With that, he disappeared in a blur towards the window.

He was flying, soaring above the world in the peaceful twilight as the darkness crept in making the light fade into dark and allow the creatures of the night to have reign over the world once more.

He had always like the sensation of being above other people and being able to watch the norms go about their business. Norms were what the vamps called humans. Those who didn't need to stalk through the night, could go out in the sun without feel their skin burn.

There was a time when Toshiro had been jealous of them but that had been long ago. After getting used to his new life, it hadn't been that bad.

Hyorinmaru had been there the moment he had turned and had been by his side ever since. His friendship was enough to keep him from rejecting this life and his birthright. The moment he had opened his eyes and revealed them he had been pronounced the prince since only those with blue eyes were allowed to rule. The color was said to frighten all other vampires, who's eye color ranged from amber to almost back, because of the pure color. That and it reminded them of the water that they so feared.

Water was able to stave off a vampire from attacking, running water was the worst. Rain and rivers were the enemy of all blood drinkers.

But not those who possessed blue eyes. The rare privilege of standing in the rain and swimming through rivers was only allowed to them.

He loved it. Being able to do something that most other vamps could not.

Toshiro, scanning the streets below, saw something that caught his eye. A splat or orange stood out among the browns and blacks that usually colored the hair of the populous. Intrigued, he landed in an alleyway devoid of others and started to follow him.

A/N: Not that long and not the best beginning. But I did it! =D And I think I did okay since this is my first vampire fic I'm writing on my own. =]