Corrupted

Disclaimer: I don't even own my sanity.

Warning: Reference to torture.

Suggested Listening: Linkin Park, Night Wish, Mindless Self Indulgence

(Axel POV)

"Are you just going to stand there or are we going to go?" an irritated voice said from behind me.

Turning I found Riku; it seemed that he was back to his usual self. "You're the one who said to get rid of my old toy," I pointed out, "But yeah, let's go."

I swept past the silver haired man, making sure to smack him in the face with my red, spiky hair as I did. I have to admit that the resulting snarl was very satisfying to hear. I made my way back down the hallway with Riku in tow, pointedly ignoring his grumbling. He knew that I could hear him, but I didn't care. You see us Balkans are blessed with extraordinary hearing, so at this close of a proximity it is fairly easy to hear everything someone says. What's a Balkan? We're more commonly referred to as vampires, but I prefer to use our own language when referring to my kind.

I'm really starting to be tempted to light Riku's precious hair on fire right now, some of the crap he's muttering now. I had finally made it to the front door and, with a quick glance back at my grumbling companion, opened it. Sunlight flooded my eyes, momentarily blinding me. I heard Riku hiss behind me and had to suppress a chuckle. Leaving the dazed silverette behind to adjust to the light, I stride out into the plaza. Our house is right in the middle of this dreary little town, it's a great place to keep an eye on the humans even if there are rarely any good ones in Hollow Bastion. Quickly scanning the crowded plaza I find my little blond toy almost immediately. He's sitting on the fountain talking to the brunet from earlier and I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the sight. I don't know why I feel jealous, it's not like the toy is going to be seeing much of the other in a little while, but something about the way his eyes have lit up makes me want to snap the brunet's neck. His beautiful eyes should be lighting up for me, that smile should be mine and mine alone.

Even at this distance I can make out my toys features, I'm blessed with unusually good eyesight in the light, most Balkans are nearly blind in the day time. He was wearing jeans that had khaki legs and a black butt, and may I say he had the nicest ass I've ever seen. He had on a checkered jacket that cut just short of his hips and a black zip up shirt underneath. The shirt had a cross like pendant fastened to it, all I wanted to do was take it in my teeth and unzip that shirt for him. As I get closer to my toy I can see the light in his eyes. There's so much more than most humans have, more than just a flicker. It's so intense that I almost had to look away. They hold something that I want to possess, but can't quite name. It's so pure and untouchable that it seems to consume his very being. As if the rest of him weren't perfect enough. The closer I get the more he comes into focus and the more I want to take him then and there, though I know I mustn't. His hair isn't just golden; it has tints of honey and strawberry tones running through it. It reminds me of the sun itself and I know I must possess him, if I can have him I can have the sun. His skin seems to almost glow with an inner light; it's really quite breath taking.

I'm about twenty feet away when I realize what it is in him that I'm seeing. He's pure. He hasn't been corrupted by the other filth that inhabits this town, he's remained untouched. I must have that; I must be the one to take that innocent look from him, from his body. I feel a smile creeping its way onto my face at that thought. I'll be his first, the first to taste that purity, and the last. No one will ever touch this boy but me; I'll make sure of it. Even if I have to lock him away from every other creature on the planet, I'll make sure that he is mine alone.

Riku has caught up to me at this point and even though I'm not looking at him I know he's sending me his most evil of glares. "Stop that Riku, you don't want to scare away your pet now do you?" I whisper so that none of the humans can hear me. I probably don't have to whisper, the filthy creatures are giving us a wide berth as they make their way past us. I know they have no idea what we are, but for some reason they know that it's in their best interest to avoid us.

"What about you?" Riku snaps at me, "Wipe that creepy grin off your face or you'll scare them both away."

I hadn't realized that I had a creepy grin on my face, but I knew he was right. I'd never seen Riku like this before; usually he didn't care about the humans at all. To see him taking any interest in them was very strange. The brunet must have really caught his eye in order for him to be acting like this. Making sure to keep a friendly smile on my face I continued towards my little blond. When Riku and I finally got up the chatting pair they fell silent and gazed up at us, matching blue pools filled with confusion. I've never found myself at a loss for words before, but at that moment I was so lost in the blonde's eyes that I couldn't think of anything to say.

The pair exchanged a quick look then the blond spoke. "Can we help you?" his voice was like music and any doubts that this was the perfect toy for me were banished from my mind.

"Hi," Riku beamed down at the pair, "I'm Riku and this is Axel."

The pair just stared at us for a moment before exchanging another quick look. "Again, can we help you?" the blond lifted a perfect eyebrow at us.

"We just saw you and didn't recognize you," I had finally found my voice, "We were wondering if you two were new in town."

"Yeah," the brunet chirped, I immediately wanted to slap him for not letting the other speak again, "We just moved here from Twilight Town. People sure are friendly in this town; you have to be like the hundredth person to come up to us."

I have to suppress the urge to kill every human in the town for possibly being the one to have beat me at saying hello. "I know," the blond smiles, his inner light seeming to intensify, "I've never known anyone to be so friendly."

"That's Hollow Bastion for you," Riku is beaming at the brunet.

I focus in on the blond and when he starts to blush I have to stop myself from jumping him right in the middle of the plaza. "So you know our names," I keep my eyes on the blond as I speak, "But we don't know yours."

"Oh," the blond breaks my gaze to look over at the brunet, I really want to kill that chocolate haired human right now, "I'm Roxas and this is my twin brother Sora."

"Twins," I'm a little taken aback by that. I don't know why, they do look quite a bit alike, but somehow I didn't guess it right away and I'm usually really good at that kind of thing. "I thought you two looked alike," I continued, "So no last names?"

The blonde's smile vanishes at my inquiry and I internally kick myself. "We don't really give out our last names to strangers," he said.

"But then I won't be able to look you up in the phone book," I continue to smile at him in an attempt to ease any suspicions he might have.

"We're not in it yet," Sora frowns slightly. He keeps eyeing Riku in a way that is not completely platonic, yet somehow that innocence in his eyes is just as pure as it is in Roxas. "Why don't I give you our number," he smiles up at Riku.

"Sora," Roxas whispers, if I didn't have the sensitive hearing of a Balkan I wouldn't have heard him, "Do you really think that's a good idea?"

"Yeah," the brunet whispers just as quietly, "I want Riku to be able to call me."

Roxas just sighs and says louder, "Fine."

If I know Riku, and I have been around the guy for over five hundred years now, he's doing his little victory dance in his head. If I didn't have more pride I'd be doing one too and congratulating the guy on getting us the number. Sora reaches into one of the pockets in his baggy pants and pulls out a small notebook. "Hey Roxy," he turns to his brother, "Do you have a pen?"

Before Roxy, I love that nickname, can respond Riku thrusts a pen into Sora's face. All I can do is stare at the guy; I hardly even notice that Roxas and Sora are staring just as much. I mean talk about over eager; the brunet barely even had the words out of his mouth. The brunet takes the offered pen and scribbles down his number on a piece of paper before handing it over to Riku with a giant smile on his face. I was just about to ask the boys if they were going to Hollow Bastion High School when a voice broke through the crowd.

"SORA!" a girl screamed, "ROXAS!"

The twins turned simultaneously in the direction of the voice and visibly brightened. Following their gazes I saw two girls, one with deep red hair and the other with blond. The redhead looked like a total slut in my opinion. She was wearing a bright pink zip up dress that left little to the imagination. The blond was dressed in a simple white dress that didn't show too much, but didn't hide much either. Her hair was pulled to the side so that it fell over one of her shoulders, but wasn't held back by anything. My eyes flicked to the two boys in front of me and I felt myself scowl. They seemed completely enthralled by the pair of girls. I would make sure that Roxas never looked at another female like that again; he'd only look at me like that. "Kairi!" Roxas called to the girls, "Namine! What are you doing here?"

The two boys stood and started towards the girls, leaving Riku and I to stand by the fountain alone. "We got transferred here too," the blond girl said softly.

"Your dad got transferred?" Roxas asked tilting his head to the side as he stopped right in front of the blond girl, "That's a weird coincidence."

The redhead looked surprised for a moment then smiled slightly, "Yeah, it will be just like old times. The four of us hanging out and raising some hell."

"That was you raising hell Kairi," Sora laughed and slung an arm around the redhead's neck.

"Let's go," I muttered to Riku. I didn't want to have to watch this little love fest go on any longer.

"Sure," Riku growled, obviously he didn't want to see Sora with his arm around some girl any more than I wanted to see the way Roxas was looking at the blond girl.

Making our way back to our house, we passed the group of teenagers who were now laughing hysterically as Roxas recounted some memory to them. I tried not to listen; I didn't care about the blonde's past. All I cared about was that in the very near future he would belong to me. As we passed the group I caught a whiff of Roxas' scent. I don't know why I hadn't earlier, but I was glad that I did. He smelled so sweet, like candy just begging to be eaten. It was at that moment that I knew I would taste him and if he tasted as good as he smelled then I might just have to make sure that he stayed with me forever.

(Roxas POV)

I watched as the two men walked away from us and as soon as the door to their home had closed behind them I stopped laughing. "You shouldn't have come," I say icily.

Kairi just waves a finger in my face. "You think we came because we wanted to see your sorry ass?" she glares at me, "The council sent us. Those two aren't the only targets in this town you know."

"But they are interested in us," Sora pouts, "If they are really interested then they might come after you two."

"We can take care of ourselves," Namine shrugs it off, "Besides we aren't going to be here long. Our targets don't require any warming up."

"Lycan?" I asked genuinely interested.

"Yeah," Kairi doesn't seem too thrilled with that, "We'll be gone as soon as the full moon is over with."

"Just be careful until then," I warn, "Those two are known for their attacks."

"We know," Namine shrugs slightly.

(Axel POV)

I was fuming to say the least as I watched the humans out the window. How dare those little sluts distract my toy from me! I'd get those brats for that, mark my words. I wouldn't even waste my fangs on them; their blood was probably horrible tasting anyway. I'd break every bone in their bodies then when they were begging for the sweet relief of death I'd start the real games. I'd burn every sin they had ever committed into their flesh and make them watch. If they fell unconscious then I'd just stop and wait for them to wake up before I continued. And only once I'd made them pay for everything that they have ever done wrong would I grant them the release of death.

My plan making was ruined by Riku's sudden appearance. The brat was being all emo again, sulking and listening to some suicide music on his MP3 player. "Cheer up Riku," I growled at the silverette, "Just think of what you can do for revenge."

"I'm going to leave that to you," he muttered.

"Alright, then think of how much fun it's going to be once you get your toy," I shrugged off his comment, "It did give you their number right away after all."

"Hm," Riku stopped his moping long enough to think about that, "You're right, he didn't even hesitate to give it to me."

"Look up the address and we can go see them tonight," I wave him away.

It seems that my suggestion is just what he needed as Riku quickly scampered away to look them up online. As soon as I turn my attention back to the plaza I realize that my toy isn't there any more. I can't help but curse that fact, I had wanted to look at him some more. I guess I'll just have to wait until tonight. I can't help but to smile when I think of finding him later that night. Maybe I should just take him right away, that would allow me more time to … break him in. I'm really going to enjoy that, more so than I usually do. It's odd, but Roxas seems like he's all I need, like he's going to be more than a pet to me. I shake off the thought almost immediately, it's completely ridiculous. Why would a mere human be anything more than a plaything to me? Even if he was enough fun to actually turn wouldn't mean that I wouldn't get a new toy. The boy, no toy, probably wouldn't even stay with me after being turned; very few did stay with the one who turned them.

For some reason that thought hurts. I have no idea why I would care if he stayed with me or not. I must be getting weak; I need to toughen up a bit. "Riku," I call.

"What?" comes the rather annoyed reply, "If you think I found it already your wrong."

"That's not what I'm on about," I roll my eyes slightly.

"I can practically hear you rolling your eyes," how the hell does he do that? "What do you want?"

"I'm going out," I start towards the door, "I'm hungry."

"Have a good meal then."

"I'll be back before sundown."

(1) I didn't make Balkans up. I found it on wikipedia, it's a term used in Eastern Europe to refer to vampires.