Title: Bleeding Hearts
Author: A-chan (aishiteru_1x2@yahoo.com)
Pairings: 1x2
Archive: http://www.geocities.com/aishiteru_1x2/fics.html and anywhere else if anyone wants it (though ask first)
Warnings: Vampires, horror potential (though I’ll probably scare myself before I scare you >_<), blood-sucking, angst?, romance, lime
Disclaimers: GW not mine. And I don’t own any vampires, so…
Summery: When Duo is dared to go into a cemetery, he literally unearths more trouble than he bargained for when an age-old horror comes to life. And It wants him…

Notes: O_o I’d never imagined myself writing a vampie fic before (especially at 11:30 PM *gulps*), but this idea kept popping into my head after starting the vampire discussion on the 1x2ML.



October 31st:

"There is a tale of a horror as old as the sea, as the winds, as the sand in the desert. One which has been forgotten through time and space, dismissed with a flicker of the hand as defeated and banished.

But it is not so, for it will one day return, stronger than ever and seeking revenge of mankind, the ones who--"

"Maa, maa!"

The teacher clapped her book closed, directing her glare to the braided figure lounging at the back of room, heels resting carelessly on the desk at which he sat. "Yes, Mr. Maxwell? Is there something you’d like to say?"

Duo yawned, threw his arms in the air and did a feline stretch. He grinned at the large group of girls watching him intently, smirking in amusement when they flushed and pretended to listen to the teacher. Cotton-brained ninnies, all of them. "Yup, as a matter of fact, I do."

He sat up straight and cupped his heart-shaped face innocently. "That’s a bunch of bull, and you know it, Sensei."

Ms. Une’s eyebrows furrowed in a frown. "Duo, I will not allow crude language in my classroom and YOU know that. And this is an English course, not Japanese."

He winked. "Ah, a little on the close-minded side, aren’t we?"

Her frown deepened to a scowl. The bell rang and Duo jumped up.

"Now, if you don’t need me for anything else, I’ll be going."


Duo cursed and kicked another piece of loose gravel in his path. Got kept after class, AGAIN. He sighed. Why couldn’t he control his mouth? Why did he have to be so flippant? Simple. The answer lay in the TV room of the house he was approaching, a cigarette in one hand and a can of beer in the other.

He pushed open the front door and made a face as the odor of week-old pizza and recent sex invaded his nostrils. Duo kicked off his shoes and threw down his backpack, peering into the TV room.

"Ma," he called to the woman on the couch. He could barely hear his own voice over the television.

"Duo? You home?"

He rolled his eyes and muttered to himself: "No, of course not. I’m the UPS guy here to deliver you SENSE."

"What was that?"

"Nothing. I’ll fix myself dinner and head on to bed."

"Sure, whatever."

He was half way up the stairs when the front door slammed closed. He winced. That would be his mother’s latest user.

"Duo?" he heard Dan yell from the kitchen, obviously searching for him.

The boy panicked briefly before charging up to his room, the only remotely neat place in the entire house. He threw himself onto the bed and covered his eyes. God, the ‘people’ she took home…! It was unbelievable even to himself that he was still a virgin, not with the going-ons at this house. The guys always seemed more interested in him than his mother.

A pebble hit his window and he sat up quickly.

*pop* *plunk*

It was getting annoying. Duo growled and yanked open the window.

"What the fuck do you want?" he snarled down. He squinted his eyes at the dark figures below. //Oh, them, should’ve known.// The Thomas brothers--Alex and Mueller[1], two bullies jealous of his looks and angry at the attention he never failed to receive.

"Come down here Maxwell if you know what’s good for you!"

Duo shifted in agitation. //Big mouthed, big headed, pea-brained…// "And if I don’t?" he challenged.

Mueller stiffened. "Then we’ll make you."

Duo laughed humorlessly. "Sure, uh-huh." Nevertheless, he was opening the door when he remembered Dan. //Nuh-uh,// he decided and leapt out the window instead. The expressions carried by those ugly, unshaven faces nearly made his mussed bangs worthwhile.

"Now, gentlemen," he imitated Une. "What was it that you had to speak to me so urgently about?"

Alex cocked his head. "We know you were wetting you pants earlier today, pretty boy. What’re you? Afraid of vampires?"

He raised an eyebrow. They called him down for THIS? Ah well, shouldn’t be too surprised. They never could find anything better to harass him for. "No, but I wouldn’t say that so easily, considering that fanged guy standing behind you."

Both Alex and Mueller jumped at least a foot and whirled. Duo smirked. "You were saying?"

Mueller sneered. "We’re going to Yuy Hall at midnight. See you there. IF you aren’t scared out of your wits that is."

Duo straightened his back. "You know as well as I that Yuy Hall is off-limits."

"Oh, little Maxwell is scared of the law too, now?"


Duo trudged up to the front gate of the foreboding mansion, guided by the bright moon and grumbling incoherent words and curses. "Oi, oi!" He tapped his toes impatiently. Those thugs are ALWAYS late.

They showed up several minutes later, carrying a shovel. Duo clucked his tongue.

"Boys, if you want to fight, shovels aren’t the best of weapons you know."


He grinned. "Thanks, I try."

Alex picked the lock on the rickety gate and led the way in. Mueller wasn’t following, Duo mused, but thought nothing of it. Alex stopped by the fence in the back. A cemetery…

He tossed him the shovel. "It’s said a vampire was buried here. Dig," he commanded.

Duo was pissed. But this was a matter of pride, to show that he wasn’t scared of any vampires, that they weren’t real. So he started digging.

"Not here!" Alex growled. "The middle."


*clunk* *clunk*

Duo blinked and paused. Oh lord he hadn’t… The bleak black wood of a coffin peeked out from the dirt.

"Shit!" he hissed.

"You saw it yourself Officer!" Mueller’s huge form suddenly lurched from the other side of the building, a police officer at his heels. "Duo Maxwell, stealing from the dead."

He felt his anger building. "What?!?!?"

Officer Brown frowned at him. "This is serious, kid."

Duo placed his hands on his hips. "Just what did this idiot tell you?"

"That you’ve been raiding the coffins on this property. I saw everything with Mueller explaining what was happening."

His fists clenched. "That MULE!"

The officer stepped forward to handcuff him but froze, as did the brothers. The ground shook violently and knocked them to their knees. Gravestones toppled over. All expect one, which shattered into dust.

"W-what’s going on?!?!" Mueller shrieked as they were showered with bits and pieces of stone.

Duo looked about frantically as the world began to spin. For the briefest moment, he was sure he caught glimpse of a pair of ethereal cobalt-blue eyes. The ground gave one last convulsive shudder and stilled. He stood up slowly, as if expecting another bout of shaking to start.

Where were the brothers and Officer Brown? They probably ran away, knowing the pitheads. But what of the policeman? He walked around slowly, and nearly stepped on a…

A head. Mueller’s head. The eyes were wide, horrified, mouth open in a scream. But there was no body. Duo nearly threw up. Instead, he backed away from the bloody mass. His way was blocked, by--something.

Turning around slowly, he found himself face to chest with what he’d categorized as impossible and unreal ever since he was a child.

"Oh my god," he breathed, too stunned by the lethal beauty before him to run, too terrified to scream.

Black attire, tousled brown hair… The figure before him truly looked human, had he not been seven feet tall. Ghostly pale hands slithered up his arms to stop at his shoulder, caressing his collarbone.

"Duo Maxwell…" the stranger murmured. He leaned down, lips brushing the tender skin at his neck, and let the tip of his tongue taste the familiar sweetness of fear. "I’m had my eyes on you since you were born."



*shivers* NYAH!

[1] Wahaha! Alex and Mueller strike again as the bad guys!