THIS IS THE END STATION [CLOSED]

[HYO JOON NAM]

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[drystan de sauveterre]

Interesting. Very interesting. Raising a hand, Drystan brushed a strand of hair out of his face as he watched two figures in the distance talking beside the school, very inconspicuous looking. Of course they were pretty far away but due to his great sense of hearing, he would have been able to hear them a further several miles away. With each passing second, his curiosity perked up more and more, so much he wasn't able to sit, making him almost fall off the branch of the tree he was sitting on. Awfully high up it was too, enough for a human to be squished if they so happened to plummet down to the ground. Of course he would never have died from such a drop anyway, he just didn't want the two to hear him, thus spoiling his fun. And naturally the two would have been able to hear him, the so-called vampires that they were.

Calcifer L'Armour and Hyo Joon Nam. A vampire he barely knew, though he knew a lot about him, simply from rumors and viewing from afar, and one of his most favorite persons in the word! Besides the sheer fact that the two were actually interacting in a civilized manner - which surprised him as he was sort of aware of a kind of conflict between them, not like the squishy kind of love Hyo and himself shared - Hyo seemed to be asking the vampire for something, which was falling on deaf ears. What was even more surprising was that he sensed how different Hyo was too - a vampire now, it seemed. How quaint. Drystan's tongue flicked out, whipping at the side of his mouth as he looked quite thoughtful, a fox-like expression appearing as he continued watching, and waiting, ideas suddenly forming in his mind until he settled upon something. He chuckled. Oh, this was going to be good, very good indeed.

Then, for some reason, the conversation ended and a disappointed and slightly forlorn Hyo walked away, whle the other vampire simply just seemed to vanish. Orange coloured eyes watched, observing the direction he was going in as Drystan quickly jumped down from the tree, though he landed almost in slow motion and very lightly. And as he did so, several fox tails appeared behind him, wafting slightly in the small breeze. "I have an idea~"

[/color] he whispered in a sing-song voice as he slyly and quietly followed behind the other boy. Soon, after following silently for a little while they came to the gardens, where Hyo sat down on a bench.

Another fox-like smirk appearing, his tails vanishing, as he disappeared and then as quickly and as silently as he went, he appeared: right beside Hyo. "HYO-CHAN!~" he said loudly, as he hooked one of his arms through the other boy's arm and pressed himself against Hyo, almost as if they were too lovers on a date. "We ought to stop meeting like this! Speaking of which, you don't look well. Flu? Or something...more fang related?"[/color] he narrowed his eyes playfully - although in a more mocking fashion - as he quickly bent towards Hyo, pressing his forehead onto the other boy's. "Well, you're not burning up, you actually feel quite cold, quite.... dead."[/color] As he spoke he did rather seem very patronizing albeit cheerful, and way too close in proximity to his beloved Hyo, which he knew would make him uncomfortable, but hell, wasn't this fun?

Suddenly he got serious, his eyes narrowing and his mouth turning downwards and becoming a sneer, as he pulled his face away from Hyo, although his arm still not moving or letting go. "Something you not telling me, squirt? You know you can tell me anything, right?" His tongue lolled out again, licking his lips as he watched the boy. Almost as if he was going to lick him, and come to think of it, he probably did want to. Hyo did seem rather ill, and he knew that after talking to Calcifer things didn't appear to be that good. Oh, but he wanted to help in any way he could when it came to whatever ailment Hyo had! He just had to wait and see what he came out with first.[/blockquote][/center]

STATUS # COMPLETE!
FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 705
NOTES # I FORGOT ABOUT THIS THREAD XD. AND SORRY IF IT'S WEIRD IN ANY WAY! ^^;;
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[HYO JOON NAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i43.tinypic.com/105vfig.png), width: 400px; height: 550px;] Still you drain my soul, and even though it hurts I can't slow down This is the end station, but I can't move away from you. I know what I'm supposed to do, can't get myself away from you. Walls are closing in and I hit the ground. Whispers of tomorrow echo in my mind, just one last time. If he tried to throw up would anything come out? He felt so dry and was sure that there was nothing left inside of him, no water, no blood. He had never felt as terrible in his whole life and for the first time he regretted ever coming to Beauxbatons. He hadn’t wanted to go there in the first place, but his mother had insisted, and after he had arrived to there he had actually found everything quite beautiful and amazing; he had been excited, but not anymore. This was the worst feeling ever. He knew that his friends hadn’t wanted to see him dead and that they had just wanted to help him, so he felt bad about thinking about suicide. But he would not be able to live like this. Soon enough he would die anyway for the lack of blood, wouldn’t he? But would that take too long? Would he go insane before that? He really wasn’t too far from going insane… Although it seemed that he would go insane a lot faster than he had originally thought, but not because of the hunger, but because of a certain person who had just appeared out of nowhere. If hadn’t been feeling so weak at the moment he would definitely push the other boy away, but unfortunately he had no strength to do so at the moment. He frowned at Drystan for hooking up his arm with his own and leaning against him on top of all that. When Drystan asked if he had caught the flu Hyo Joon just looked away and rolled his eyes, not even bothering to deny it. But then Drystan mentioned “something fang related” which caused him to face the other male right away obviously caught by a surprise. The way Drystan looked at him really made him wonder if it was a good thing at all that the kitsune knew about his little… fang problem. He was even more surprised when the older male pressed his forehead against his “to check the temperature”. Of course deep inside he knew that the demon boy was just messing up with him and although he knew he should try to hide the fact that he was feeling uncomfortable he was too weak to do so. His eyes were the size of plates, although the word ‘dead’ made him come back to his senses quite fast again. “What do you want?” The words came out between his dry lips as he backed away a bit, wishing he had the strength to push Drystan away, but he didn’t. “It’s pathetic to bully someone who is feeling sick.” Hyo Joon looked away again while trying his best not to think about the word ‘death’, but it was far from easy; it kept popping up to his mind. How was he going to tell his parents that their son was dead? Well, he wouldn’t soon have to if he really did die for good because of the lack of food or perhaps Drystan would be the death of him. He could ask Drystan to kill him and end his misery, right? But doubtfully the demon would do it. He knew that he would just rather make fun of him and tease him until his very last breathe. That would be the worst death ever in the whole history of human beings. And other beings. The young Cossu really didn’t have the strength to pull his arm back, especially because it seemed Drystan had no intention of letting go, so he didn’t even try to fight against him. He didn’t have time for this. He needed blood. Now. Drystan sounded scarily serious which made him wary about his agenda; why was the demon here? How did he know about his problem? He knew better than trusting the other male though which why he just pursed his lips and still looked elsewhere, not really trusting himself either, or rather say his fangs. Drystan probably had some kind of poisoned blood that would kill him if he took even a sip of him. Not that he even wanted to. No way. He didn’t want to drink anyone’s blood. Not even from any animal. How did Calcifer, Penelope and Nyu Ri survive all this? Hyo Joon turned to look at Drystan again, just to see him lick his lips and his eyes followed his tongues movements quietly before he parted his own lips and spoke finally, “No. I for certain know that I can’t talk to you. Most likely you will just try destroying me with your schemes. You’ve never been very eager to listen to my problems unless you’ve get something out of it, so why would you now do otherwise?” He spoke in all honesty, not afraid of speaking out the truth to his old friend. His gaze wandered down to stare at Drystan throat and suddenly he heard the echo of the other male’s heart beat loud and clear, and he swallowed without meaning to, but the lust after blood was getting the best of him. Becoming a vampire had made a ton of things way complicated to him. He couldn’t control his strength at all really which was one of the many reasons he had stayed far away from Alegra and avoided her the best he could. Back at home he had been a normal muggle boy, calling to his friends via cell phone which was filled with pictures of girls in bikinis, but never had he felt such lust after anything. He had decided to have his first time after getting married, then get kids and live happily with his family. Not to become a vampire that even changed his personality. Drystan’s throat was way too tempting and he could almost hear the blood rushing inside of him, and it took every last bit of energy that he had left to turn his head away and close his eyes in order he wouldn’t just jump on the kitsune’s lap and attack his neck. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY DAVID GUETTA feat. TAPED RAI OUTFIT: HERE | MUSIC: JUST ONE LAST TIME | TAGS: DRYSTAN! | NOTES: YOUR REPLY WAS AWESOME XD I HOPE MINE'S OK ><

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Drystan couldn't help but appear smug as Hyo looked taken aback at how much the kitsune seemed to know about his current 'problem.' Of course he would have much preferred to hear it from the horse's mouth directly, so to speak, but trying to get information out of him by mocking and jabbing him also seemed like a reasonable and fun idea for him as well. "Bully? My dear Hyo, when have I ever been mean enough to bully you, let alone when you're sick?"

[/color] He looked faintly innocent and genuine there for a moment, as he gazed at Hyo, blinking his eyes slowly and half fluttering the attached eyelashes on them. Of course, that didn't last long and a manical smirk appeared seconds later. "You know I'm always good to you, Hyo-chan, I am simply here to cheer you up after all." He finished by leaning close and whispering in the boys ear. Naturally he knew very well that neither boy saw eye to eye, especially with the type of history they shared, hell, Drystan could even describe that the other boy was rather repulsed with the demon in some ways, or at least that's how he saw things. That made things far more fun for him though, to see the Cossu boy flinch whenever Drystan even remotely gazed in his direction... Of course that may always be because Drystan always ended up staring at him with something menacing in his eyes, or walked over to mock him or... well, there were a thousand countless reasons for the other boy not to like him. It never stopped him though, the more the other person hated him, the more fun they were to play with. Fact.

"But if you must know-"[/color] he rolled his eyes at that. "I overhead your little onversation with the 'master' vampire that you had changed to become what he is." Drystan pulled a face. Vampire's weren't exactly his favourite breed of monsters, and yet here Hyo was with the same problem, what could he do but offer his services to such a good friend such as him? He let Hyo pull back slightly, then decided to release his grip on the boy's arm and lean back on the bench, his eyes narrowed to slits as he casually observed. Was it him or did Hyo seem to be looking at him in a way that could be considered hungry? No, it really couldn't be. Yes, of course being a fledgling meant that he was practically dying of thirst and that bad things would most likely occur if he didn't get some red stuff soon, but was the other boy really considering what it would be like to take a bite of the fox? It was a highly amusing thought he couldn't help but consider.

Drystan couldn't help but remain smirking at Hyo's words. Dear me, he was such a little boy, it would be a miracle to see him last a week the way he was now. Come to think of it, that was probably what the old vampire thought when he dismissed Hyo's cries for help. He was a sorry case that wouldn't have been worth training or helping, more trouble than he was worth. But that was the thing though, despite what everyone thought about him, Drystan had some ounce of passion within him, even if he used it for his own gain, for the most part. He never offered his help to anyone if he didn't have something to gain for his trouble, and this was apparently no different. As he watched the small and troubled boy, a less than pleasant scheme was building in his head, something that he wasn't going to trouble Hyo with just yet. He didn't want him to kill himself or anything, not before the true fun began. "That's not true!"[/color] he then replied, trying to sound as if he was protesting in astonishment at the boy's words, then he abruptly sounded serious. "There was simply no cause to help you before now, not with your pitiful human woes."[/color] He finished with a loathsome sneer, and then without missing a beat, grabbed Hyo's hand tightly and harshly dragged the boy onto his lap in what appeared to be a very compromising fashion.

"Now then, I know exactly how to help you, in more ways than one,"[/color] he hissed, looking especially snake-like as he fixed his orange coloured eyes upon him. "First things first though, you need something, and prior to what you're probably thinking, I can supply it."[/color] Yes, he figured that Hyo was thinking that his kitsune blood was toxic to all that drank it, but in actuality Drystan knew that his other blood, his faerie half counteracted that. "Faerie blood, or most specifically Sidhe blood, is extremely addictive due to how tasty it apparently is to all those who drink it - come to think of it, the same goes when someone has sex with a Sidhe, but I wont go into that just yet."[/color] He gave Hyo a fox-like grin, showing a flash of canine tooth as he tilted his head to the side, baring his neck. "But I'm sure if you only had a sip a thing such as addiction wouldn't happen to you. We can only find out right?"[/color] As a young vampire who hadn't even drank blood before, it was an extremely risky maneuver, but he had precautions set in place in case he did happen to get out of control. He wasn't sure whether the information he gave Hyo would shake him too much for him to want to do anything anyway, or if Hyo seized the chance to try and kill the kitsune that had plagued him for so long. But Drystan knew that after Calcifer rejected him that he was Hyo's only chance for survival. It was all up to the young Cossu's decision in the end.[/blockquote][/center]

STATUS # COMPLETE!
FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 985
NOTES # WOOP~
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[HYO JOON NAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i43.tinypic.com/105vfig.png), width: 400px; height: 550px;] Still you drain my soul, and even though it hurts I can't slow down This is the end station, but I can't move away from you. I know what I'm supposed to do, can't get myself away from you. Walls are closing in and I hit the ground. Whispers of tomorrow echo in my mind, just one last time. Something had to be going on. There was no way he believed that the kitsune was just looking after him and wanted him to be well again. Drystan had to have some kind of secret agenda, but sadly he didn’t have that much time to try and find it out. He didn’t have much of a choice, but to listen to what the other one had to say and take it all under his consideration. Well, with one thing Drystan might have been right; he had never bullied him. It had been more like abuse. Taking control of his best friend’s body was extremely cruel, especially because eventually Drystan got rid of the body and no one knows what happened. So far Hyo Joon has not found out what happened to Dae Hyun, whether he’s dead or still alive. It had been… cruel for him, for Jae Syun, not to mention to Dae Hyun’s parents. What kind of person did such things? Oh wait, Drystan wasn’t a person. He was probably the spawn of Satan. But at least nothing happened to his parents or to his grandmother, so for that he was grateful. If Drystan had hurt any of them he would have gone totally crazy and for sure he wouldn’t now be second thinking about killing the kitsune. Of course he was mad at him for taking away one of his best friends, but for some reason (and why that was was really beyond him) he didn’t necessary want to see him dead. "You know I'm always good to you, Hyo-chan, I am simply here to cheer you up after all." The newbie vampire really didn’t appreciate Drystan’s habit of whispering in his ear especially during this time when he was only barely able to control himself from ripping the other male’s throat open and bathing in his blood. Ah, what a wonderful thought. If only, if only… But no, he was still terrified about being poisoned by the kitsune blood and therefore just tightly closed his eyes, pulled away and slightly shook his head in despise. Right now he wasn’t sure if he was just an extremely unfortunate person for having to have meet with Drystan or if this is how things were supposed to go; fate. Yuck, the thought of that was rather disturbing, but he couldn’t help but to wonder. They had met in the past, but now again in Beauxbatons as well. In the past Drystan had caused him trouble and now he wanted to help him? He didn’t fall for that trap, but too bad he had nothing else to do either. There was no one else he could turn to, who would help him out. Master vampire? Ugh. “Nosy eavesdropping fox…” Hyo Joon mumbled quietly, not because he didn’t want Drystan to hear, but more because he didn’t much have the strength to talk and argue with him anymore. It took too much energy to talk anything with the Sournois male who didn’t seem to listen to him anyway or rather dismissed any argument he threw at him. But Hyo Joon had learned from his past mistakes. He could not trust in this man. Not that he even was a man, but a demon. A monster who possibly killed his best friend and made his life miserable for a good while, and seemed to continue doing so here in Beauxbatons. Not that Calcifer would have been much better, but because Nyu Ri and Penelope seemed to trust the old vampire he had thought that maybe he should do so as well. Henri had been an option too, but of him he knew nothing about, so he had decided not to even ask. He didn’t know Penelope either all that well just yet and it just didn’t seem right to ask help from her, not to mention from Nyu Ri because of whom he was now a vampire. He knew he shouldn’t be so harsh on Nyu Ri, because it really wasn’t her fault he was dead. He would be dead for good without her, but now he’s undead, cursed to drink living beings blood. "There was simply no cause to help you before now, not with your pitiful human woes." To this he would have given a lot more thought and even replied something witty if he had the chance, but right after Drystan finished his sentence he had surprised him and acted so fast that the Cossu didn’t have the time to even think what was happening. In a second he just noticed how he was now on the other male’s lap, staring each other eye to eye. Way too close. Dangerously close. “Are you insane?” He managed to gasp, but as he inhaled he smelled strong scent of extremely tasteful blood. The scent of the iron was so strong that he quickly covered his mouth as well as his nose with his hand, only to feel his fangs suddenly appear under his palm. He leaned back, but not too much so that he wouldn’t fall backwards (how ridiculous would that be) and also because the other male’s grip was surprisingly strong. He furrowed his brows, looking slightly terrified and confused as he listened to the other male explain how he could help him out in more ways than one. He can… supply it? Really, supply? He felt horrified about drinking Drystan’s blood. For sure it would be the death of him. And… how come Drystan was even ready to offer it? The Sournois male seemed almost eager to give him his blood, to help him out. It worried him, but there was no way he was able to concentrate on that, because all he was able to think was the fact that he was so close to the kitsune and how he could hear his heart beating, pumping more blood fast through his veins. He had completely forgotten that Drystan was partly fae, not that it really mattered now if the blood really was addictive like the other one claimed it to be. What if he got addicted? Addicted to Drystan? That sounded scary. And if there was any blood inside him his cheeks would definitely have turned around the moment he heard the word ‘sex’. At least he was saved from that embarrassment. Dear God why would Drystan bring sex into the conversation? Hyo Joon was old fashioned and has always believed that only after he gets married he would consider such a thing and would have children and live happily ever after with his wife. It made him wonder if any of that applied anymore. Was a vampire allowed to marry? He wanted to grow old together with his wife, not watch her die while he stayed forever young. Vampires… could they even have children? Why was he all of a sudden thinking about all of this when he had bigger problems to worry about! “I won’t be able to control myself…” The vampire mumbled through his hand and tried not to stare at Drystan’s throat, but he couldn’t look elsewhere as he could so clearly see faint lines of his veins and was able to hear the loud noise ringing in his ears as the blood rushed through the very same veins. “I might kill you…” He was only able to mumble again, “Not that it matters to me whether you’re dead or not, but… I’m not willing to take it on my own conscience.” He could not live with the guilt of killing someone even if it was someone who had brought a lot of pain in his life. That just wasn’t the way he was. Without noticing it though he had leaned forward, eyes intensely staring at the kitsune’s throat still, hand moving away from his nose and mouth finally and dropping on his lap, mouth slightly open, so that you could see the tip of his sharp fangs revealed. All that was the “real him” was almost all gone and the beast inside him had taken control, only lusting after blood and not caring what happens to anyone. His lips brushed against the other male’s skin as he was able to murmur quietly, “You’ll have to… stop me…” Before he finally sank his fangs deep inside Drystan’s flesh and started enjoying his meal, feeling the color little by little return to his own pale cheeks. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY DAVID GUETTA feat. TAPED RAI OUTFIT: HERE | MUSIC: JUST ONE LAST TIME | TAGS: DRYSTAN! | NOTES: Hope it's not too confusing =A=

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[drystan de sauveterre]

Hyo hated him. Of course he did. Why shouldn't he? Drystan had done nothing but torture and punish him for his existance ever since they met several years ago, and quite an eventful meeting it was too. Hyo hated him for a great deal of things, not least the fact that he stole his friends meatsuit body and paraded around inside of it until he grew bored just a year or two before he actually started at this school. Now what did he do with the body... Generally, how Drystan's 'gift' worked was that he had to make contact with the person's eyes, and then the transfer was over in a matter of seconds. The soul of the other person would be shoved aside and slowly - albeit painlessly - die within a matter of days. The body he previously had would just as carelessly be shoved aside, be left on a street somewhere, which would die off even quicker. Where Drystan was concerned, the people he came in contact with usually died, through this method or something more violent, usually to his very dark amusement. Yes... Hyo's friend was another he simply dismissed after his usage was complete, and then he quickly took up a new body, and then followed dear Hyo here, however coincidental it might have seemed. But hey, not even Hyo recognized him when they first met, not that the boy even knew who he was to begin with anyway, not when he thought the role he was playing was his friend gone wild.

No, after a while or observing him from afar, Drystan decided to correct him. And here they were now, as far from friends as could be. And yet, of all people, here Hyo was now asking for his help. Granted, Drystan did volunteer and Calcifer rejected him, but still, help comes in many forms after all, and the kitsune wasn't about to let an old friend down either. Drystan narrowed his eyes at the vampire, orange eyes gleaming as he smirked, a sharp canine tooth protruding from his mouth in what appeared to be a very dog-like fashion. He could really sense how hungry Hyo seemed to be, it was as heavy a feeling as lust or pain. He was actually quite pleasently surprised how the boy was also holding himself back as well. Usually fledgling vampires, as he'd seen upon passing before, were unable to control themselves and would just rip into whatever contained blood that moved, be it humans, dogs or rats. This one didn't seem to want to stoop so low as a rat, though he was quite sure in Hyo's mind, Drystan wasn't that much higher up than a rodent. He found that mindset quite amusing though, very much so. It only meant that his words and actions got to the boy, and that made him want to poke and prod at him even more. Making it so he bled heavily and was screaming were also tempting offers he wouldn't pass up either. But no, it was fox blood on the line at the moment, less fun, he admitted, but it had to be done.

"C'mon Hyo," Drystan hissed, bucking his hips slightly as he looked at the boy on top of him. "It's not as if my blood's green and made out of slime or anything, as much as you'd like to think. I assure you, it's purely eatable for bloodsuckers such as yourself." He didn't know whether his taunting would put the male off or not, but he had the means to make Hyo did whatever he wanted, no matter how forceful he had to be. He wasn't quite sure why he wanted to do this and how it would help Hyo, but if the boy listened to him and still drank his blood despite the warning he issued about his blood being addictive... well, that would be quite a spectacle wouldn't it? And Hyo needed help anyway, drinking the kitsune blood as well as heeding his advice, well he wouldn't want to go elsewhere, he knew that much. Maybe. That small ounce of doubt in his mind made his eyes narrow for a split second before he relaxed again. He'd have to think about things like that later, best focus on the here and now while it lasted.

“Are you insane?”

Drystan couldn't help but chuckle a little at that. No. It started off a small chuckle and then became louder so it became laughter. Loud maniacal laughter. "Insane, you ask?" he inquired as he leaned in towards the other boy again, not quite whispering this time. "You'd better believe it. But then, you're probably just as insane for staying so long with me. Hell, you're probably enjoying yourself, sitting where you are..." His eyes flicked towards where the boy was planted on his lap. He raised one hand and directly slid it along the length of his leg, stopping just before it reached his thigh, and then let it fall back to his side on the bench again. After that, a small giggle burst forth from his lips, his eyes gleaning with much of that dark amusement from earlier. "This is fun, we should do this more often, Hyo-chan. Or should I say vampire-kun."

[/color] His tongue flicked out to poke at a sharp tooth of his, just at the same time as Hyo's own fangs emerged. Interesting. Drystan's eyes narrowed at Hyo. It looked like things were beginning, or getting on track from Drystan's detour at least.

And that was when Hyo hesitated again. He seemed to be thinking too much, which Drystan couldn't help but roll his eyes at. Figures, really. Hyo was always such an immature spontaneous brat, but he clearly deserved a medal for over thinking certain actions. "I'm sure if there was a chance you'd kill me, I'd stop you myself. Why else would you think I'd offer if there was no chance of me escaping alive?"[/color] As a kitsune of course he had various escape methods. Of course he kind of did have inhuman strength, but he usually preferred to not use that if at all possible. no, he always relied on his quick reflexes, his ability to teleport and his power of body possession. Only one out of all of them would come in handy, but he'd have to see what Hyo did first before he tried any of it. His head tilted to the side, Drystan calmly watched Hyo, orange eyes fixated on the young male's face, watching and waiting to see what he did next. Of course Drystan wasn't always this still, hell he could barely even sit still for two minutes let alone how long it took Hyo to do something. And of course Hyo was sitting on him, basically had him pinned down - if he was an ordinary weak human anyway - but he was rather curious as to how this was going to go after all.

Seconds later, or what felt like ages later in the fox's mind, Hyo struck. He felt two small pinpricks as a set of frangs sank into his pearly white neck. It didn't feel that bad, in fact it felt rather good, which was strange because he expected it to be as bad as when one was losing their virginity. The first time was bound to be bad, the second time better. But helll, this experience wasn't too bad at all. Might have been the vampire toxin vampires held in their fangs or something, because he highly doubted it was Hyo's 'technique.' After a while - this, once again, did seem to be taking a long time - he started to feel himself growing weaker, which made him swear slightly under his breath. Damn brat was taking too much, which wasn't good for him, maybe for the kid it was, but for him? Drystan wearily opened his eyes, slowly at first and then quickly and tried to sit up. Which, in all honesty, was kind of difficult with a vampire trying to leech from your neck (no matter how small they are) and after they've consumed more than enough of your blood, making you weaker than the average puppy. "Enough..."[/color] Drystan mumbled, still trying to sit up, although danger sirens were flashing in his brain. After a few more pushes and shoves at Hyo, Drystan gritted his teeth - which were slowly but surely growing sharper, ears sprouting from his head and tails growing from behind. In longer than it usually took, Drystan was suddenly replaced by a large fox, which dived away from Hyo and landed behind him and far away from the bench instead.

The fox snorted loudly, six tails waving in the breeze, ears erect, as it faced both red eyes at Hyo and glared. The look it was giving him clearly said "Well?" and though he couldn't speak he expected the leech to be able to read into it well enough. He didn't have the strength to do much else besides that anyway.[/blockquote][/center]

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FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 1503
NOTES # SORRY, THIS WAS THE BEST I COULD DO WITHOUT GODMODDING - HOPE IT DIDN'T SOUND LIKE IT DID XD
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i43.tinypic.com/105vfig.png), width: 400px; height: 550px;] Still you drain my soul, and even though it hurts I can't slow down This is the end station, but I can't move away from you. I know what I'm supposed to do, can't get myself away from you. Walls are closing in and I hit the ground. Whispers of tomorrow echo in my mind, just one last time. If the kitsune’s blood would have been green he would have certainly vomited and died on the spot rather than take a single drop of it. Not even if it would have been safe to drink, because… well, obviously he would still doubt whether it was safe or not and think it would taste bad. Red. The blood had to be red. It was a very tempting color and seeing it made her hunger grew stronger. It was the color often associated with love and lust on top of that and who didn’t want to be loved? Oh wait… the person in front of him. Right, right. Even Calcifer was capable of some kind of love, but not this fox, or so it seemed. Calcifer definitely cared deeply for Penelope and that was the only reason why Hyo Joon respected him a bit at least. He didn’t know exactly what happened between Drystan and Willow though, so maybe he shouldn’t judge, but at least at the moment he was quite sure Drystan had no feelings to anyone whatsoever. Err, well he was with Nettie, but Hyo couldn’t imagine Drystan actually caring about someone. But he could be wrong. He could be just bitter because of the past. "You'd better believe it. But then, you're probably just as insane for staying so long with me. Hell, you're probably enjoying yourself, sitting where you are...” This caused him to feel quite embarrassed. Really, he had to be insane too for still hanging around Drystan. But… wait… Drystan was the one following him, wasn’t he? There was no way it was Hyo Joon’s fault! He tried to avoid him after all. Of course he could try harder and maybe then Drystan would actually stay away. Right now maybe he could try to even snap his neck or something, but for some reason he didn’t loathe him that much. A lot, but not enough to do that. He had no idea why, but he wouldn’t even bother to think about it, not now. He was feeling hungry, way too hungry, so that he couldn’t even think clearly anymore. Even when Drystan had had his hand on his leg had he not even winced, but rather it made him feel more eager to drink his blood. Yeah, he had no control whatsoever anymore. Possibly wouldn’t even remember any of it later. …Ok, he probably would which either would make him so embarrassed that he would deny remembering any of it or then he would be extremely angry at the fox later. Definitely he would be mad at him later about dragging him onto his lap and then saying that he was enjoying it, but now wasn’t the moment. The blood… it tasted amazing. How could anything taste this good? Hyo Joon had always loved food even as human and because he was from a wealthy family he had had the greatest chances to taste the best cuisines around the world and wow… some had been really good and he had been sure he would never taste anything better, but this? This definitely topped everything. No doubt would fairy blood be addictive when it tasted so sensational. Luscious. Arousing. He was quite the chocolate-holic and although he had tasted the best Belgium chocolate there was still… it was nothing compared to this. Was all fairy blood like this? It possibly wasn’t a good idea that the first blood he got to taste was fairy blood. And it was addictive on top of that. What would happen to him? The immortal was as if in some kind of trance and couldn’t hear Drystan telling him to stop at all. He couldn’t hear anything. He couldn’t feel anything. He could only taste the sweet taste of the blood. Soon enough he was woken up to reality again when he was quite harshly pushed away, making him fall on the ground and he just laid there. Stared at the sky with his jaw dropped, eyes wide open, colored crimson red. There he laid in the middle of the white snow which almost got stained by the red blood, because a thin line was crawling down his jaw but before that could happen he suddenly but slowly licked it off, feeling like he didn’t want to waste a single drop. What was this ecstatic feeling? There was someone staring at him, he could feel it and only then did he remember that he wasn’t alone and everything started slowly coming back to him. He turned to his side and stared at the fox which was looking right back at him as if questioning him, but after a few seconds Hyo Joon started laughing uncontrollably, kicking the ground and waving his arms before almost screaming, “What the –insert curse word here- is that?” Must I say that although Hyo had cursed before he did so extremely rarely. Obviously he wasn’t ok. He wasn’t feeling ok. He was feeling great. “I can’t believe this! Who would have ever thought that Drystan could look cute when he’s probably the most evil thing ever wandered on this earth.” All of this he found incredibly hilarious. “And who would have thought that Drystan, haha, has a soft side? Ahaha, get it? You’re furry! Soft furry fur fur fur!” Deep inside of him he felt like smacking himself, but unfortunately he just wasn’t in a condition to do such a thing. He definitely would love to slap a hand over his mouth and shut himself up, but instead he kept laughing like a maniac and rolling on the cold ground. “Oh my GOD. Was your blood drugged or something?” He chuckled before rolling to lay on his stomach, face facing the white snow as he continued, “It feels like… I felt like this in junior high when…” and he finally stopped laughing and just stared at the ground quietly, “…when me, Jae and Dae secretly took liquor from my house…” He stayed quiet for a moment, smiling a bit as he thought how he back then found out that he had a really low tolerance on alcohol, but soon enough he turned on his back again, looking up at the sky. “But then again you already know that, don’t you.” He knew that Drystan had learned Dae Hyun’s memories, at least some of them. It made him sad, so that he couldn’t continue for a short time until he thought about how depressing this was and so he sat up, looked at the fox and started chuckling again as well shaking his head. “I still can’t… I just can’t believe this. Someone just shape shifted into an animal in front of my eyes!” Yeah, he was a bit of a mess at the moment. Had he known the fairy blood had that big effect on him he might have decided to pass or at least he would have tried to have a lot better control of himself… not that he necessary would have succeed anyway, being only a newbie after all. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY DAVID GUETTA feat. TAPED RAI OUTFIT: HERE | MUSIC: EVER AFTER | TAGS: DRYSTAN! | NOTES: Lol, hope it's not too weird ><

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It was an interesting situation, very interesting indeed. Although Drystan, at present, wasn't too sure whether it was a good or bad thing. No, it was bound to be good, surely it was. He rarely saw Hyo act this way, in fact he never had. Hyo seemed to be suffering from some sort of hysteria, or... well, he seemed to be quite simply amused by everything around him. Drystan wasn't too sure whether it was just the effects from his blood or having his first drink of blood, besides the vampire who changed him, in general. Either way, he found it rather amusing to watch, even if he was feeling as if he was on his last legs from the entire ordeal. Even in his fox form Drystan was swaying slightly. At the time the idea seemed highly reasonable, and Hyo being so close and sinking his fangs into his neck, well that was also good. Surprising how he didn't think ahead beyond that though, he who normally planned ahead, even if his plans weren't exactly to other people's tastes - mainly because they were plots against those people in general. Oh, who was he kidding, he rarely planned anything out and only thought up things seconds before they actually happened. In most other environments that would have been quite the gift which people would have praised him for. But here... it was pretty much one of the reasons people loathed him so much.

Cute. Drystan was cute in this form? At the time, that was the only word he registered, which made him shake his furry head slightly, which only served to make him more disorientated. He was many things, but that? Well, he'd forgive the boy for such an insult, for now. Many people would have thought it a compliment, but be he in his human form or kitsune, being called cute was far from pleasant. "I did warn you, boy, of what would happen upon drinking my blood," Drystan replied to him, his lips pulling back to reveal a jagged set of pointed teeth. Well, this wasn't quite what he had in mind, but it would do. His big blood red eyes gleamed as he looked at the young vampire, raising a long leg and lightly pawing the snow covered ground; his eyes scanning the place where blood fell. Snow really did look nice splattered with the stuff, the fox greatly approved of that. Upon Hyo mentioning his friend though, he averted his gaze back to him. "Mmmm, yessss, I do recall. What makes you think I wasn't already in your friend at the time though?" His expression suddenly turned into a mocking smirk, which was quite the achievement for one that was far from human. He was fortunate that he could at least use telepathy in this form, if not the exchange of words between them would have been a lot less interesting.

Without missing a beat he slowly made his way towards Hyo in a sort of swagger like movement, his long tails swinging along with him, and then stopped when he was right next to him. Drystan sat down on his hind legs, his eyes continuously observing the boy in a curious sort of way. "You've never seen anyone shapeshift before? My, haven't we got a lot to learn..."

[/color] Drystan chuckled slightly, though to the ears of any human or human shaped creature, it would have seemed like a throaty growl. The fox quickly smirked again, though that too just seemed like a quick bear of teeth, and then the fox began to shift again. In no time he was back to being nothing but a boy again, a boy with messy autumn coloured hair and shining orange eyes.The thing was though, he didn't move from where he was sitting before, so now he was in a crouching position right in front of Hyo, almost obscuring his vision so he saw nothing else. "I assume that you're better, you certainly look it,"[/i][/color] he drawled as he narrowed his eyes sharply at the vampire, observing his appearence which gave of the vibe that he was no longer on the edge of death. He looked as flushed as if he was.... well, he actually almost looked drunk. Interesting. Drystan tilted his head slightly and said, "My my... weren't you eager.." There still seemed to be a small drop or two of blood running down his chin, which the boy didn't seem to have caught when he was trying to catch the last of it after feasting upon the fox. So with that, Drystan leaned forwards, his tongue flicking out and slowly ran it over the other boy's chin to catch the smears and then gently up the left side of his face. "Better,"[/color] he murmered into his ear before withdrawing a little. "I assume you'll learn better when it comes to table etiquette in the future.."

Very slowly, and still trying to regain his composure, Drystan dragged himself to his feet, almost stumbling in the process of doing so. He was pretty sure if he looked in the mirror he'd be paler than usual, and for the most part his skin was normally pearly white anyway, so much that it even started glowing in certain circumstances. But he'd get better soon, given a little while. Carelessly he reached up to brush at his neck, feeling the two small holes that Hyo had left there. Finding more drops of blood, he pulled his hand away from his neck to look at them, before reaching down with the same hand and running the small drops of blood on his fingers over Hyo's lips, a slight smirk appearing on his own. "Well now you know the basics of being a vampire, Hyo-chan,," he hissed. "Lesson one: feeding. Obviously we don't need to go onto the vampires don't go out in daylight rule, since that obviously doesn't apply here." He looked up at the sky, clearly daylight indeed. "Is there anything else you wish to be taught, Hyo-sama?" Drystan was actually enjoying this, which was a strange feeling for him, genuinely enjoying something that didn't end as quickly as it started. It would be a pity if things ended now. If Hyo wanted to leave his presence this soon, well... he'd just have to take drastic measures to keep that from happening. He wondered what though. His pupils dilated as he looked at Hyo, expectantly, waiting... watching....[/blockquote][/center]

STATUS # COMPLETE!
FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 1074
NOTES # FINALLY~ XD
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i43.tinypic.com/105vfig.png), width: 400px; height: 550px;] Still you drain my soul, and even though it hurts I can't slow down This is the end station, but I can't move away from you. I know what I'm supposed to do, can't get myself away from you. Walls are closing in and I hit the ground. Whispers of tomorrow echo in my mind, just one last time. Yes, he had been warned that he could get addicted to the blood, but he had no idea that it would affect him this… strongly. He wasn’t being himself at all. He found everything extremely hilarious all of a sudden. If he had known he would be acting this way he probably wouldn’t have drank the blood. Or would he? Was it really that bad that he was feeling great and having fun, something that he hadn’t felt in quite awhile after turning into a vampire? It wasn’t like he could have really said ‘no’ anyway, because Drystan practically forced him to drink the blood. He did pull him on his lap and being that close while you’re extremely hungry was… well, there was no way he could have gotten a hold of himself anymore. No way could he have taken a grip of himself and moved away from the kitsune. He wasn’t that strong. Yet. Hopefully after enough training he would be able to restrain himself better, but it was unlikely it would happen anytime soon. Depends on how good of a teacher the kitsune would be, but seeing as he wasn’t a vampire himself Hyo doubted it would be fast and easy. How much would Drystan know about vampires anyway? He would just have to wait and see. "Mmmm, yessss, I do recall. What makes you think I wasn't already in your friend at the time though?" The newbie vampire let out a soft sigh as he turned to look up towards the sky, now resting on his elbows and leaning a bit backwards, letting the slowly falling snow hit his face, expecting it to melt, but although he had just fed his body still wasn’t enough warm. He was dead after all. “Because… he was still kind and fun. Caring. Wouldn’t have hurt a fly.” He spoke rather quietly, still looking up in the clouds as if expecting his friend to be listening there somewhere. “He was like an older brother to me.” It couldn’t have been Drystan that time. Dae Hyun would have never hurt him and back then he was still his normal, usual self. Of that he was completely sure. He then rubbed his eyes with his right hand’s thumb as well as index and middle finger and wondered if he was imagining this whole part; he was actually talking to a fox right now. That felt insane, although in Beauxbatons it seemed like everything was possible. But really, it was hard to believe that he was having an actual conversation with an animal. Guess he had kind of expected it to be… different. Like in those magician shows in the muggle world? Lots of smoke, so that you could not see a thing about how it actually happens. Oh, he should definitely go to Las Vegas sometime soon to see whether the magicians are fake or real in there. Some could be fake, pretending to do magic when they don’t know that it actually does exist while some could really be wizards or witches. It would be cool to go check that out. Maybe by doing magic tricks he could become famous and be recognized and he could find his way to be a musical star! Ah, wonderful thoughts. He really got way too easily distracted by his own thoughts though. Quietly he watched Drystan turn back to his human self and that pleased Hyo, because he was a bit messed up at the moment and the fox form really had confused him just more. Never would he have guessed that blood could make anyone feel drunk. Without saying a word he observed the other male, even when the Sournois male leaned forward and licked blood off his face. Even then he just stared, his eyes becoming more alive and intently focused on the fox boy. If he had been his normal self no doubt would he have pushed the other male away, possibly punched him even, but right now he was completely under effects of the “drug”. “I promise I will my Lord, but until then you’ll have to continue cleaning up my mess.” Yes, he had just said that aloud, and deep down he wished he wouldn’t remember it the next day or that this would all be just a dream. How long would it take for him to be back to normal though? Would he ever go back or… was this how he now was? His eyes gleamed after watching how Drystan had reached to touch the spot where he had just left his bite marks, and now there was some blood on his fingers which he soon after placed upon his lips. For a moment he stayed still, trying his hardest to concentrate on what the other young man was saying, but he found it quite difficult when he could smell the blood on his fingers. Without a second thought he then closed his eyes, slightly parted his lips and at first let his tongue linger upon the blood before taking the fingers inside his mouth and sucking the blood out of them, and finally re-opening his eyes, directly looking at Drystan again , eyes glittering blood red as he smirked back at him and he spoke, “Feeding learned well enough already?” He bit his lower lip, still half-smirking though and making sure he wouldn’t break the eye contact. What was wrong with him? What was he doing? He wasn’t sure the slightest, but at the moment at least he was enjoying himself, perhaps a bit too much even. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY DAVID GUETTA feat. TAPED RAI OUTFIT: HERE | MUSIC: EVER AFTER | TAGS: DRYSTAN! | NOTES: Lol, hope it's not too weird ><

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Damn, double post *le sigh* ;-;

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Hyo seemed like he was no longer in hysterics now. Good, they were making progress it seemed, if only a little. Semi-drunk Hyo was an interesting thing to watch though, Drystan made a vague little note at the back of his mind to make the young vampire such a way more often in the future. If possible. But knowing him, it sure as hell was going to be possible. Even if the poor boy put up a fight, he'd soon come to see his point of view eventually, they always did. Well either way, he sat contently back on his hind legs as he watched Hyo reminisce about his lost friend. "Older brother, huh? You mean to say that despite me being in that boy's body I never acted like a caring friend and older brother to you?" Drystan questioned, sounding surprisingly innocent and intrigued as he opened his mouth, letting a long moist fox tongue drop out. Both ears on his head twitched as he tilted it. He most certainly looked like a playful fox at the moment, though one who's mood could change quickly, one which would become deadly in a matter of seconds. But no, Drystan most certainly felt as well as looked relaxed. He highly doubted Hyo would try anything funny with him. If he didn't seize his chance of doing so when he was leeching his blood, then he most definitely would try taking on a massive six tailed fox, as weakened as it apparently was. Drystan was still trying to not appear as weak as he felt; the last thing he needed was to display any weaknesses to Hyo, that brat, of all people.

"I'm sure if you talk to me about him, he might even me listening," Drystan continued, giving him a dog-like smirk. "I kind of absorb a bit of the person's soul when I take them over, so who knows. But I must say, I enjoyed spending my time riding around in that little meat sack, hanging around with you and that other kid... what's his name... Jace? Jonah... no.... well either way, it was very quaint." Drystan finished talking. Yeah, he'd probably regret changing back to his human form after that but he was never one to hold anything back, especially if it meant the other person would be hurt by his words. Drystan got a lot of pleasure out of people's pain and misery, you could even say that it kind of made him horny on some levels, one of the things that did it at least. He had shivered with some kind of ecstatic delight before changing back to human, and it was very clear on the fox's expression that it felt some form of joy. Things could only get better though, or at least he hoped so. He knew very well that just a few words wouldn't get Hyo to back off or anything. It seemed like the young vamp boy was made of stronger stuff than what he first thought of him years ago. Stubborn as a mule... and believe him, he had attacked mules before, stubborn to the death. And Hyo was probably no different.

“I promise I will my Lord, but until then you’ll have to continue cleaning up my mess.”

Drystan really almost thought he misheard the boy when that flew out of his mouth. My Lord he said. Now that brought a mischievous smirk to his lips, an almost faint look of superiority that vanished seconds later. Once again, he felt his body tremble in anticipation, like a predator before the hunt or just before something exciting happened to someone, and it just might. He watched carefully, almost transfixed, as Hyo took his finger in his mouth to lick, then opening his eyes... blood red. If he was in fox form he was very sure that his tongue would have been lolling out at the moment, but all he could do was gulp, which was rather pointless due to how dry his mouth had suddenly become. Dammit. What was it about this situation that was screwing up his thought patterns? Of course he didn't usually think about much before he did anything, but this... the blood and then those eyes. Drystan bit his own lip, hard, with one of his canine teeth, drawing blood. Not on purpose this time, there was something that had him slightly confused, but nothing he couldn't deal with. There wasn't anything he knew about that he couldn't figure out, and this was bound to be one of them. But still....

With a loud snarl, his own eyes flashing red for a second, pupils dilating to that of a fox before returning to normal, he yanked his hand away from Hyo, then dived forwards, practically crashing to the ground as he pressed his lips furiously against the other boy's. What brought this on now? Surely he had something on his mind, but that had been after toying with him a bit more. "Damn vampire," Drystan growled, pulling away from Hyo for a moment in order to glare at him. "But yes, you seem to have the basics of feeding down. It just depends on who and what you're gonna drink after me." He held Hyo's wrist tight, forming it to the ground, his expression a sneer, daring the young vampire to struggle against him. His other hand rested on Hyo's stomach, as Drystan sat up, towering over him. "Now then, little vampire, what kind of game shall we play now?" His voice came out, a snake-like his as watched the Cossu boy carefully, thoughtfully, wondering what on earth would come next. Kissing him again was clearly out of the question. He figured Hyo would be expecting that, and if he didn't like it the first time, then he'd be looking to bite and claw the next time the kitsune let his guard down. No, this time he had to wait and take action in accordance with what the mini vampire did next, nothing too predictable, he hoped. He liked his games spontaneous after all, and with Hyo he was waiting with building excitement to be surprised.

STATUS # COMPLETE!
FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 1024
NOTES # MIGHT BE A BIT... ODD. I'LL LET YOU DECIDE T_T
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

[HYO JOON NAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i43.tinypic.com/105vfig.png), width: 400px; height: 550px;] Still you drain my soul, and even though it hurts I can't slow down This is the end station, but I can't move away from you. I know what I'm supposed to do, can't get myself away from you. Walls are closing in and I hit the ground. Whispers of tomorrow echo in my mind, just one last time. He knew that Drystan was trying to get under his skin by talking the way about Dae Hyun that he did. He also knew he shouldn’t let it bother him, but it did, although he was capable of hiding it. He pretended he couldn’t care less. He pretended that it didn’t hurt or make him hate Drystan more when he talked that way about his old best friend. He wouldn’t let it show, because that would mean that Drystan had won. It’s what the kitsune wanted; him to feel hurt and in pain. For some weird reason that he could never understand it brought the fox pleasure to see other vulnerable. Hyo couldn’t understand that and he hated anyone who took advantage of others yet here he was with the fox. Why? He told himself it was because he had had to. He hadn’t had any other choice, because he had needed help with his… fang problem. But there was something else to it too that he couldn’t explain or maybe he just didn’t want to acknowledge it himself. "I'm sure if you talk to me about him, he might even be listening," That made his non-beating heart flip around inside him and it was a surprise that he you couldn’t really see it from him, especially because he wasn’t in control of himself at all at the moment. Still he somehow managed not to attack the fox, but just narrowed his eyes and looked away, not really wanting to hear the rest. You still have Jae too. He kept telling himself, but although Jae Syun meant the world to him, so had Dae Hyun once. The three had been quite the trouble make trio back in Junior High until it had all changed. “Awe, I feel flattered that you can remember my name, but not Jae Syun’s.” He smirked slightly, showing that he wasn’t bothered by any of what Drystan had just said… although in reality he was. But hey, it was rare that someone rather remembered his name and not Jae’s. Jae Syun had always been the popular one with girls, and well, everyone. He hadn’t figured out yet why Drystan seemed to be having so much fun torturing Hyo instead of Jae for an example. He was glad that nothing was happening to Jae Syun of course; he was his best friend after all. But it did make him wonder. Maybe he seemed to weaker? Hell, he probably was weaker, a lot. He had a bad temper and although he didn’t show it at all he was extremely sensitive. That’s why it was probably fun to bully him. The words he had just said… had it really been him? It seemed that Drystan was more than happy to hear them though which gave him odd pleasure, although he would definitely pretend later on that it never happened. No way would he ever admit that he had called Drystan his “Lord”. And after he had “cleaned” the other male’s finger from blood something surprising happened; he fell on his back on the ground again as lips were smashed against his own and he could taste the blood on them for the kitsune had bitten his lip just a moment before. Yes, a bit more of his blood inside his system. Part of him was shocked while part of him screamed “success!” as if this had been his plan all along, to feel the other one this close to him. He had hesitated for a moment which why he hadn’t had a chance to properly reply to the kiss, especially because it had been rather fast one in the end. Before he even noticed Drystan had already pulled away and damning him before simply saying that he had learned the basics of feeding. Yes, indeed he had. And now he was trapped underneath of the other male who had taken just now made sure that Hyo wouldn’t be able to move much, or at least that if he would try and struggle he wouldn’t be successful, but who ever said he would struggle? If he was his normal self he sure would, but now? There was no way he would do that. Drystan’s other hand was pressing against his stomach which he didn’t mind at all. Yes, what kind of game should they play? For a moment he stayed quiet and curiously looked at the kitsune with his blood red eyes, pondering his next move. That’s when he took a hold of the other male’s collar with his free hand and pulled him closer, very close, while keeping eye contact. “Is that all you’ve got? I’m maybe a bit disappointed, Drystan.” He spoke softly, almost whispering, feeling the Sournois males’ breathe against the skin of his lips and jaw. Had he really just said that? For a moment he was sure that the same demon that took control of him during Halloween had done it again, but no, that wasn’t the case. He didn’t feel like someone was controlling him and also there was no British accent. It was him. But where had that come from? What was the fairy blood doing to him? Was it making him do everything he never wanted to do or did it make him be more honest? Either way the craziness continued as he slowly moved a bit closer and took Drystan’s bottom lip between his teeth, although he wasn’t biting, not hard anyway. His fangs did press against the sensitive skin, but he tried to be enough careful not to make holes. That wasn’t the plan. He wasn’t in this to hurt Drystan or make him feel pain, but rather the opposite; he wanted the other one to feel pleased. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY DAVID GUETTA feat. TAPED RAI OUTFIT: HERE | MUSIC: KIM CESARION - UNDRESSED (Explicit) | TAGS: DRYSTAN! | NOTES: BUAHAHAHA! -dies from embarrassement-

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Hyo's face went from indifferent to surprise before he knew it. It was quite an amusing thing to watch, to see his words have such an affect on the poor little vampire. Mind you, it wasn't the first time he pulled such a reaction from him, and it was mentioning Hyo's old friend that got the most rewarding expression change of all. "Jae Syun," he repeated, narrowing his eyes slightly as the Cossu smirked at him. In his own way, he returned the smirk in kind. "Not as much fun. You're the smaller and most idiotic out of the three. Dae Hyun caught my interest first. He was... similar to me in some aspects, and I thought it would have been great fun to roll around in his meat sack for a while. But then I saw you." He stopped talking for a while just to continue with his smirk, his eyes gleaming devishly at him. "You seemed to be annoying, quite the runt actually. I don't know why, but you out of the others drew my attention most, so I decided to linger on in your friends worthless body for your sake." A small chuckle escaped him. Which then erupted into something louder, cold hard laughter which would have sent chills down the backs of anyone who was listening.

Drystan, who's face was contorted with a vicious wide grin, continued, "As for your second friend, who's name... Jae... something... Well, he never really was interesting enough to capture my attention, unlike yourself." As he spoke, he reached forward to touch Hyo's chin. No, grabbed his chin tightly and pulled his own face closer again, bright orange eyes reflected in those big blood red eyes that belonged to the other boy. "Heh heh..." He released Hyo and stepped back, in a very sluggish manner. Obviously he still hadn't regained his composure, but given enough time...Then again, the more he toyed with his companion of the moment, the stronger he became, more mentally than physically at the moment, but he'd just have to work with what he had for now.

But after everything was said and done, and a certain sequence of events happened afterwards, Drystan felt like he was on the top of the world. This happened to be just what he needed to gather his senses, in more ways than one. Hyo, on the other hand, seemed to be quite shocked, but pushing him away seemed like the furthest thing from his mind, which intrigued the kitsune further. It really made him wonder how far he could push the young fledgling, how far he could go with all of this. Not that it mattered too much anyway, as far as he was concerned, willing or not, what he wanted usually became his. Objects, people... either through force or manipulation, both were extremely effective means to control people. He didn't really have to do much of that with Hyo though, he seemed all too willing. It was actually a little bit of a disappointment, truth me told. He enjoyed it when people put up a fight before having his way with them, even during. Well, either way, it was Hyo after all, a person who had his attention for such a long time. It was almost hard to believe that there the boy was, right under him; oh, but he knew this day would come eventually, when the younger boy of over two hundred years would finally submit and succumb to him.

Foolishly, Drystan had been lost in thought for a tad too long, when Hyo grabbed his collar and dragged him closer. The other boy spoke, causing Drystan's previously vacant expression turn into a slight smile, and from his mouth trickled a small giggle. Oh yes. Drystan's eyes dilated as he stared back at Hyo, unable to stop another look of utter madness from decending upon his expression. It also made him unwittingly crush his hand further into the boy's stomach as he was too caught up in other things to realize what was going on beyond his own neckline. Hyo then, very surprisingly, bit him on the lip. He expected the other one to tear at him or something. Try and make him feel unbearable pain for all that he had been put through at the hands of the fox through the years. But no. It was completely the opposite. A light moan escaped him, which cut off midstream as alarm bells sounded in his head. That was good, very good. He didn't expect Hyo to do any such thing, struggle: yes, reciprocate by trying to do something like this?: not in the least.

With a quick fluid movement, Drystan moved so that he very quickly landed on Hyo in a straddling position, pinning both of the other both's arms in a clamp-like grasp beneath his own claw-like hands - the nails of which had grown longer within the past several moments of this confrontation. "Hmm. It's terribly hilarious, Hyo-chan, that you would think that's all the fun to be had. Perhaps I should have brought some whips and chains with me. Had I known I'd be running into you I would have, but alas, for once I haven't..." Strangely enough, he did usually come with a bag of tricks up his sleeve. Now he really felt disarmed by it all. Drystan ducked his head again without another word to spare, kissing the other boy deeply, which seemed to linger quite a while, he couldn't seem to really end it though. Just for the sake of it, before it finished, he nicked his own lip against one of Hyo's fangs, leaving blood to trickle down onto the other boy as he pulled away but still leaning over him. "Perhaps I should have brought a knife, or even better, my cleaver, to brighten up the festivities."

[/color] He spoke and his usually cold and evil eyes seemed to glitter for an instant at the idea. Yes, blood and sex usually went hand-in-hand for him. Along with whips and chains and... chainsaws and everything else that seemed like an underground activity. "Yessssss, Hyo-chan, we should play more like this in the future, just you and I and no one else!" he sneered, as he carelessly removed one hand from the boy's wrist and started dragging it down to his chest, as if taunting the other boy's helplessness.[/blockquote][/center]

STATUS # COMPLETE!
FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 1062
NOTES # I'M NOT ACTUALLY DOING ANYTHING HERE, SO DON'T MIND ME XD
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[HYO JOON NAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i43.tinypic.com/105vfig.png), width: 400px; height: 550px;] Still you drain my soul, and even though it hurts I can't slow down This is the end station, but I can't move away from you. I know what I'm supposed to do, can't get myself away from you. Walls are closing in and I hit the ground. Whispers of tomorrow echo in my mind, just one last time. Smaller and most idiotic? He closed his eyes as mixed feelings flew right past him. If he wasn’t under the affects of the fox’s blood he would definitely try to kick the kitsune’s ass or he would just get up and walk away and decide not to accept his help any longer. But as it was he was still feeling hazy, because of the fairy blood which why he couldn’t decide what to do. Being called an idiot wasn’t anything unusual and he had gotten quite used to it, but it still pained him. He always tried to hide it when someone called him stupid or annoying and pretended like he didn’t care, but he did. But there wasn’t anything he could do to change himself. A lot of times his friends told him that he really wasn’t an idiot, but he didn’t believe them, even when they told him that he was good at handling business things and good in languages. That was only because he had had to learn that stuff in order to follow in his father’s footsteps which… he actually didn’t even want to do at all. Things would be very different if he had just accepted Nyu Ri’s help right after he had been turned, wouldn’t they? Why was he too stupid to take her help? He really regretted it now. But it was too late. He would have preferred not to take anyone’s help, but there was no way for him to learn everything about vampires all alone. He still could see Nyu Ri’s face so clearly when she desperately looked at him, begging that he would accept her help and that she would give him any answers that he wanted and that he could learn to become a great vampire, to control himself if he accept her help. But he had just glared at her back then so angrily, like all of this had been her fault, and snorted and disappeared before anyone could say another word. No one could make him change his mind. And now that he had been that rude there was no way he could just turn back and go beg for their forgiveness and let them help him. The fairy blood was taking completely over of him again. He couldn’t concentrate anymore. He wasn’t able to even take a single step forward or say a word for a moment. He couldn’t hear. He saw Drystan’s lips move as he spoke, but he didn’t make a note of any of it, but just stayed still, staring in front of him, dull. He had drank it too much, hadn’t he? All his senses were blurred for the time being. Had Drystan just grabbed his chin? Or had he imagined that? He really couldn’t be quite sure. He didn’t feel like fainting or anything to be exact, but just a bit hazy. Like one who had drank too much. The difference was that he was still able to stand and didn’t even waver the slightest. His red eyes… his black pupils… they kept changing from larger to smaller and back to larger and again smaller. He felt vulnerable, but was sure that if someone would try to hurt him his vampire senses would work perfectly fine on their own and his reflexes would work and he would definitely be able to fight back. When his body had been taken over by the demon back in Halloween… that had been the time when he had felt the most vulnerable and never again did he want to feel that way again. Lust. Where was that feeling coming from? Wait… what… Whips and chains? Half of him found that part extremely tempting, but the more sane half was terrified and in his mind he thanked God that Drystan indeed didn’t have anything with him. How was he going to get out of this situation anyway? Did he even want to though? His mind was completely puzzled. His eyes were completely unable to turn back to their normal color and it made him feel like some kind of demon had taken control of him again, but that wasn’t the case. He had felt that before and it wasn’t like this. Such demons couldn’t access the palace grounds that easily anyway, unless… Unless it was Drystan who would try and take over his body. But that was a ridiculous thought, wasn’t it? For sure Drystan found his body too weak for him to want to take control of it, even though he now was a vampire and was much stronger and faster than before. Before he knew it he felt the kitsune’s lips against his again, his eyes now shutting down immediately and without second thoughts he returned to the favor and kissed the other male back. He wasn’t supposed to enjoy this, but he did. It was wrong. Yet right now he couldn’t care less. Oh, but later he would for sure. It wasn’t a short kiss either which didn’t bother him at all. He kept giving back what he received until Drystan drew away, only to on purpose let Hyo’s fang to wound the Sournois male’s lip so that it drew blood and dripped it all over his shirt when he pulled back to sit while Hyo still laid down, breathing slightly heavily although as a vampire that was completely unnecessary. Yet he still felt breathless. The mention of a knife and a cleaver didn’t make him feel much better. Well, not really, although it didn’t show at all from the outside. Yes, he had ingested some fairy blood, but didn’t it really have this strong affect on vampires? Surely, Drystan must have put some kind of spell on him too, wasn’t that the case? This troubled him, because the mentioning of cleaver actually made him smirk and his eyes glimmer from desire while inside he felt like screaming and running as fast as he could. This. Was. Insane. What did Marionette see in him? Right… Nettie. WHY was Drystan here doing… things with him when he had a girlfriend? Um, well Hyo had too, but with all respect he certainly wouldn’t be doing this if he was on his right mind. No way. He was quite certain of it. Most part anyway. "Yessssss, Hyo-chan, we should play more like this in the future, just you and I and no one else!" He didn’t really have a chance to reply to that, because he then felt Drystan to let go of his hand and dragged it down his chest, Hyo’s eyes turning to look down and watch the hand’s movement, excitedly waiting what would happen next. Because Drystan wasn’t in his best condition after he had drained quite a lot of blood from him he knew that he now had a perfect chance to get at least his other hand out of his grip, which was also because Drystan had moved away his other hand on his chest. And in a quick second he had freed his right hand from the grip and grabbed the other boy’s shirt firmly, perhaps a bit too strongly because his nails possibly dug their ways inside of Drystan’s arm, before he looked him directly at him into his orange eyes, smirking at first and flashing his fangs, "Let's play a bit longer then." he whispered against his lips before pulling them into another kiss which he had been so badly yearning. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY DAVID GUETTA feat. TAPED RAI OUTFIT: HERE | MUSIC: SECRET GARDEN - NOCTURNE | TAGS: DRYSTAN! | NOTES: Eep, had difficulties writing this one. Sorry if it sucks ;__;

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Drystan still wasn't too sure why the young vampire before him accepted his held when he asked. He was a kitsune, for gods sake, he knew as much about vampires as the average scholar, which wouldn't really have been enough if he hadn't experienced first hand what a vampire was like up close. There were plenty of bloodsuckers lurking around the school, and that was saying something as whenever he wandered around every five minutes he came across one. Calcifer, the cold *sshole who always shunned people who went near him, Nyu Ri who was a big of a simpleton and too easy for her own good, Rosalind who wasn't much better than Calcifer and a bit of a b*tch, and... well, he would go on, but he already had one of their breed caught in his spiderweb, one he had yet to think of a description for in order to add him to his never ending list of vamps. But even so, he was quite pleased Hyo came to him with his problem. Okay, not came to him exactly, but told him the situation, kinda. Okay, he hadn't told him anything at all and was enduring the situation, which Drystan gave him credit for. If he hadn't done that, the kitsune would have found it much harder to do this - end up on top of him, as it were.

Wait, why the hell did it even matter to him? He shouldn't be wondering anything. So long as his prey was within his grap, who the f*ck cared how it was achieved?! A maddened giggle escaped him as he kissed Hyo again. "Mmmm, can you imagine, Hyo. If I took over your body, the things I could do..."

[/color] he stated, his voice a hiss as his face was inches from the other boy. "You wouldn't die, but you wouldn't struggle. I could do anything I - WE - wanted. Anything you secretly wanted." He gave a long sigh of longing. Hyo wasn't struggling, he clearly wanted this, despite how stubborn he clearly was. That wasn't an issue for him though. Hyo could have been the most stubborn creature in the universe, it wouldn't have stopped the kitsune with his intentions though. His long tongue came out again to lick his lips, the lingering taste of Hyo on his mouth.... which made the fox grow more excited, exceedingly so. Much so that his eyes were flashing from orange, to gold to red, as if uncertain which colour to stop at.

Hyo was at this point breaathing pretty heavily, and then he smirked. Drystan was vaguely sure he didn't make such facial expressions too often before he had become a vampire, but now he did... he really wanted him to do so more, that devillish facial expression... despise the boy himself being a damned wet cushion about everything. Generally, the thing was, e everything about Hyo pissed him off, so much he wanted to kill him, eradicate his existence and everyone he loved. It was also the opposite. Well, he would have found killing Hyo's dear ones pretty damn hilarious and fun, but Hyo himself... he didn't quite know what to feel. He was confused. And that angered him to the extremes. Before he had time to get his act together and regain his composure though, Hyo grabbed the top of his shirt and yanked him down hard, so much he felt like his eyes were bouncing around in his head. Then Hyo started digging his nails harder into his arm, and following that he could feel little rivets of blood trickle from the newly inflicted wound. This seemed to be getting serious, and he didn't really think Hyo had it in him to be like this. No, of course he hadn't had it in him, but now he was a vampire? He seemed to be a different person, someone he couldn't take advantage of quite so easily.

"No, I think I've changed my mind," he stated coolly, his eyes becoming harder and more glaring as he looked at Hyo, their faces inches from one another. Quickly, he tore his arm away and out of Hyo's grip and used it to grab Hyo's hair tightly a pull his head back, baring the other boys neck. Expressionless, he dived forwards and buried dog-like canines into the other boys pale neck, with his free hand unbuttoning Hyo's pants as he did so. After a moment he pulled back slightly, his mouth and various other parts of his face dripping with dark vampire blood. Right at this moment he looked more fox like than usual, with long sharpened teeth on lower and upper jaws and gleaming orange animal eyes.... And then he giggled slightly. Now that sounded a bit more like a hyena, but then a sly look crossed his expression. "Being one who isn't a vampire, you blood doesn't half taste all that bad. But with that done, I wonder what the rest of you is like," he hissed as he continued to zip down the other boy's pants, his eyes turning downwards to look elsewhere instead of at the other boy.

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He quickly stood up and away from the vampire. It had been reasonably okay, he wasn't going to say much more than that. Never in a million years will he say anything genuine to this boy and actually mean it, and the fact that he was thinking of things other than inane hatred... Drystan turned a leer that was one of loathing at Hyo, waiting for the other male to get up before turning around. "Seems like you got more than you bargained for in this lesson, little boy, but my services will cost you heavily in the future." He turned his head slightly to look at him, a dark glint in his eye, filled with some kind of intent... quite possibly another plan he was cooking up that involved this Cossu boy before him. "So look forward to it, wont you? I'll be far less... gentle, next time we meet." A chuckle escaped him as he spoke, but he was very, very serious. He wasn't going to let Hyo think he had one over on the fox, not so long as he lived anyway.[/blockquote][/center]

STATUS # COMPLETE!
FEATURING # HYO!
WORD COUNT # 1044
NOTES # THIS WAS SURPRISINGLY DIFFICULT SO... DECIDED TO CUT SOME BANNED SCENES OUT AND FAST FORWARD A BIT XD
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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