Somewhere across town from the school a young woman brushed a strand of golden hair behind her ear. The faintest shadow of anticipation and hope in her cornflower blue eyes. She may not have appeared to be more then a teenager but her eyes, her eyes held the pain of an old soul. After all these years finally she had found him, Her beloved Heero.  Her lips thinned as she thought of Odin Lowe Heero’s father and her eyes took on a special expression of pure hate reserved just for him. He had stolen Heero hiding him all these years. Remembering the disgust he had held for her heritage she bet he hadn’t told Heero who he was. She wondered what he had grown up to be? A feeder or a donor? Now she was finally close enough. After years of silence just a few days ago she had felt his soul awaken to its true self. He would need to know about his heritage soon. Her beloved Heero, Her beloved son. (1)

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Duo tossed in his bed. No matter how long he slept he never dreamed. No he only remembered. Sweat beaded on his brow as his past drew him deeper. He remembered Hélène her face contorted in terror lips blue and unmoving as he lifted a hand to touch her and stared at the blood trail it left on her cheek. Beginning to realize what he had become as his six year old eyes stared at the body that had once been his precious nanny. He didn’t flinch from the memory or the pain it brought for from that day until the his sixteenth birthday twelve years ago when he had stopped aging his parents had hid his past from him. When he had first remembered he had almost gone insane from the sudden rush of knowledge. Then he had run, scared of the truth yet unable to lie to himself.

He had never expected to come across someone like him during that first year. Wufei had taught him how to hunt without killing. The two of them had both been born to donor parents unequipped to raise a feeder. Duo may have lost his nanny but Wufei hadn’t felt the hunger till later. At twelve he had lost a wife. He had once told Duo that it was justice that they had found each other so that he could help him learn to live with who he was and not see a monster when he looked in the mirror. He did but he left soon after he had introduced Duo to the Vampyre subculture of their heritage explaining that he was on the run. The thought that someone could scare such a strong person was surprising but Wufei had vehemently denied being scared. He had explained the ones who had taught him to live again then had become his lovers were chasing him. They had, had a lovers spat that was going on for about fifty years now.

The memory of the way Wufei had bristled like a spitting cat as he talked about them brought a smile with a touch of sadness to Duo’s lips in his sleep. He would have denied it but Duo had noticed the sadness and longing in his best friend’s eyes. Poor Wu-Man’s sense of honor was too strong to admit he was wrong and return to the ones he loved. Loved.. the word brought the thought of amazing cobalt eyes, as his smile grew genuinely pleased. Heero had tasted perfect, so rich, so pure, and so heady…

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Catherine watched her eldest son still as his face grew almost peaceful in his sleep and wondered what he thought of. It was the first time he had stayed at the family estate for more then two days since the day he had left. She ruffled his longish bangs noticing he hadn’t cut his hair since then. Wearing it long to signal he was a feeder to those who knew to look. It almost drove her to tears to remember how she had failed him. She had been so young when she first married. Solo Maxwell had been a feeder. He had died a year into their marriage just three months before Dou’s birth during a hunt. She had been unprepared to know what signs to look for and had soon forgotten when she had me trey Barton her second husband. He too was a donor and hadn’t noticed the signs that Duo might be a feeder until too late. Not till that night they had woken up to see a bloody Duo huddled in the corner of there room rocking back and forth eyes glowing a metallic violet in the rays of dawn barely clinging to sanity. They had joined forces to wipe duo’s memory hoping it would be enough. Then Trey had died six months before Duo’s sixteenth birthday and the spell began to weaken. She could still remember the look of anguish and betrayal in his eyes before he left. Left the room, left the house, left his family behind. (2)

He had returned a stranger, staying just long enough to make sure everything was all right and to keep an eye out for his baby brother.  Trowa had cherished every moment they spent together idolizing the big brother who became a substitute father to him. He had even begun those silly parties so duo wouldn’t have to waste a moment of his visit on the hunt. And for him Duo’s ever-present smile would actually reach his eyes. For her well he never called her mom again. With a sigh she placed a soft kiss on his forehead then left knowing her presence wouldn’t be appreciated once he woke.

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Duo’s memories had certainly become more pleasant as he was drawn back to the night of the party.

Looking at the angelic face of the boy on his bed Duo had to smile. He would never be able to thank Trowa enough for having the good taste to find him this lovely. Nuzzling the delicate skin of his exposed nape Duo darted out a tongue to taste him. Mmmm warm, velvety and delicious. Another hand ran along the smooth planes of the boy’s chest touching the silken musculature. He felt his fangs lengthen and expand coating themselves with a numbing saliva that would deaden the pain long enough for him to work a thrall on the boy.

Nuzzling the throbbing pulse he sheathed his teeth in the boy’s…. in Heero’s receptive body. But with the familiar sensation of knowing another’s consciousness as the blood flowed into his mouth warm and sticky came something unfamiliar… pain. Raging blinding pain that locked his muscles in place preventing any escape, He couldn’t even scream as he felt his soul being ripped in half, searched thru and judged by another presence leaving raw bloody edges. Then as quickly as it began it ended, changing into pleasure as intense as the pain and descending into a feeling of rightness as he was made whole again complete in a way he never could have imagined possible. No longer was he alone he could feel Heero’s presence in the pack of his mind.

And if he could have he would have moaned as he was struck with another new sensation his canines contracting and releasing his blood his energy and power into the boy beneath him then retracting to there normal length in his mouth leaving just his lips in a whisper light kiss against Heero’s skin. Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear a tiny voice whispering, saying Heero must be a donor, saying he had just fed from him in the one place you never fed from a donor unless you wanted to give them a blood kiss, saying that’s what he had just done bound his heart body and soul to another, revealed himself and all his dirty little secrets completely, saying this was forever. But he couldn’t hear it to clearly over the realization he was ecstatic.  Heero was his and his alone, forever.

They now knew each other on a subconscious level better then they could ever know themselves. Not wanting anything hidden from him craving the touch of skin against skin Duo pulled off Heero’s underwear and tossed it behind him nonchalantly not noticing it land in the gauzy curtains surrounding his bed. (3)

Now where to start? The nipples of course sucking and licking his way down to the dark aureoles he gently worried one then the other with his teeth. He heard Heero groan then sigh but still he didn’t awaken. Duo smirked.

‘Oh well more time for him to play.’

Leaning down he breathed in the unique scent of his lover as his hand moved to claim every inch of naked flesh with soft touches and heated caresses followed quickly by his lips marking new territory with light suckling and teasing bites. Saving the best for last as he came back to the straining erection standing prominently from Heero’s bruised and quivering body. Giving the peaceful face a smirk Duo breathed over the silky tip.

“Mine, Hee-Chan”

Then lapped the salty skin like an overgrown cat. Kissing the tip gently to lick the slit he held Heero’s straining hips to the bed moving lower he took one ball then the other in his mouth suckling the swelling flesh when he heard a whispered

“Please”

And looked up to meet Heero’s eyes for the first time. Cobalt Blue! Amazing.

And on that thought Duo awoke sitting up in bed he looked around the room eye’s searching for his other half then remembering what had happened that night he groaned.

“Heero…” he whispered pleadingly and subconsciously used his newly restored powers to call his beloved.

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Feeling someone wrap their arms around her Relena leaned into the embrace.

“Don’t worry Relena-Sama,” murmured her donor. “We’ll find him soon”

Relena smiled as she cuddled into Dorothy’s protective hold.

“What are you doing out of the car?” Asked the vampress

Dorothy nuzzled the soft hair on the back of Relena’s head and murmured

“Your brother and his two boyfriends are making out again. I swear who ever heard of two Vampires sharing one donor?”

“Their in love.”

“Like us…” Sighed Dorothy.

“Maybe”

Outraged Dorothy squeaked, “What do you mean maybe??!!?”

Relena gave her a devilish look “I saw the way you were eyeing my mother at the last gathering when Noin wasn’t looking!”

“Mmmm” Dorothy purred, “But Lady Une’s teeth aren’t half as long or sharp as yours Lena-Chan”

“Really?”

“Mmmm Hm, so what did you tell her you were leaving for?”

“A vacation.”

“You know if Lady Une knew what that bastard Lowe did to you she would have skinned him alive.”

“I would have liked to see that” Relena said and gave a throaty chuckled unaware that the same wind that caressed her cheek had caressed Heero’s moments before.