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Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
7,236
Reviews:
76
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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French Guy: ... Your mother was a Hamster and your father smelled of Eldebaerries...
Ok the quote for the title was from \"Monty Python and the Holy Grial\" which is a classic (really funny do rent it now!). Once again this is not the completed chapter 6 ^_^. you\'ll know when its updated, of and theres something about me being unable to hav a computer at the bottem, read it.
As usaual thanx r in order...
V: You are the suprise inside the cerial box. Thank you for reviewng (once again) and thanx 4 ur... interesting takes on the story...*throws cookie*
OokamiJudge: thanx 4 saying my stories pretty! Say hi to Dante, Naireth, and Chaos for me. *throw cookie for each* and don\'t eat there cookies
Mini: I love my chapter titles to! *throws cookie*
Crimson: I\'m glad I hav a reader who is actually spazin over wut happens next (in a good way ^_~) *throws cookie*
Cnapter 6
A few minutes later a knock came on the door. Brian finished up getting dressed and quickly made his way to answer it.
“Hello, you must be Liz.” He commented with a smile.
Elizabeth (she hated that name) (1) was the same exact height as Brian but even skinner. She had dark chocolate hair that fell down to her back. Her eyes where colored a very similar brown but her skin was a milky pale. Even though she was skinny Liz was very much endowed with her breast, not to big, not to small. She was wearing a simple short sleeved blue cotton dress with a natural smile. Looking at her Brian realized she could be a very nice girl, but if you commented about her ass or anything like that you would have hell to pay. (2)
“You must be Brian.” She responded entering the room after him. “I honestly don’t know why he has me doing this; I can’t sew for my life.” She grabbed a small stool from who knows where and pointed to it.
“Are you actually making the… whatever’s being made?” He asked stepping onto it, opening his arms to his side when she pushed on them.
“Well know but wouldn’t you think that the actually seamstress would be doing this.” Liz started measuring different parts of his torso writing them onto a piece of paper she found on the desk. “Maybe it’s because I have good handwriting...”
Brian looked down at her. “Is the she busy, the seamstress?”
The maid snorted. “Busy, if she got off the lazy ass of hers, maybe.” She started to work on his legs. “Did he give a lowdown on the rules here?”
“Nope.”
“Oh seeing you’re his new ‘lover’ you’re pretty much free to do whatever. Just make sure you don’t lie to him.” She threw the measuring tape over her shoulder.
Brian stepped off the stool. “So what am I suppose to do here?”
Straitening her dress Liz picked up the paper. “You have to take etiquette and customs lessens, that should be fun.” She added on sarcastically.
Finally ready to leave she headed towards the door. “Oh and one more thing,” She said opening the door. “if there is one thing you must never do it’s this,” She lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned her head towards Brian’s. “never, ever, fall in love with him.”
>_< (Breaker Dude in Pain, the Girl retaliated)
~Little Interlude~
*gasp* *twist* *turn*
Petrez: Brian can’t fall in love with Tyreal? Why? What’s going to happen?
Petrez’s little voice (Bob): You should know Dumbass, you’re righting it!
Petrez: Yeah, true, but that doesn’t mean I know the WHOLE story line.
Bob: You’re fucking kidding me right? You don’t know if the two fall in love?! *starts mentally beating Petrez*
*Petrez does massive Matrix like dodges*
Petrez: Well I do but it could change, like I just winged that Werewolf thing, I was going to have him be taken away in a different way, but it was more fun doing that. And stop using vulgar language!
Bob: Shut Up you knew every swear and it’s definition in 3rd grade!
*Petrez smiles wickedly*: R+R!
Petrez: OH AND ONE IMPORTANT THING! From the 24th (Sunday) to the 29th (Friday) I will have no com. So I won’t be able to write (cause I hate transferring from paper)… but it will be a nice break. Oh shit Inuyasha (followed by Fullmetal and Cowboy Bebop(classic)) is on in like ten minutes I have to go bye!
~Now Back to the Stury~ (Sorry 4 the really late update, I\'ll explain in the next chapter)
Brian sat down on the bed. “I can’t fall in love with him?” He whispered. “What if I already am?”
‘Well then you’re an idiot.’
(Yes he’s back by popular demand)
‘I swore that I was rid of you.’ Brian grumbled.
‘You shall never be rid of me! MUH HAHA!’ The voice laughed wildly. ‘I’m part of your head.’
‘Could you go away, I’m really not in the mood.’ Brian placed his face into his hands. This was most defiantly not a good time for this.
‘Well maybe it’s not as bad as you think; I’m here to help…’
‘You disagree with everything I say!’
‘Ok, that may be true. But this time I’m gonna give you idea.’
‘Does it include running away, killing someone, or a combination of the two?’
The voice gave a mental roll of his eyes. ‘No. Seeing that vampires have been around for so long there has to be at least one instant where a “lover” fell in love with the blood sucking idiots. Just go to the library and look it up.’
‘What if it’s not a rule and just how Tyreal acts?’
‘If it’s that then he’ll fall in love with you if it’s meant to be. You’ll learn about it in your little etiquette classes.’ The voice sniggered. ‘That should be interesting.’
‘I hate you.’
The conversation was interrupted by another knock on the door. Brian got up and opened the door.
A different woman was standing there. She was a good three inches shorter then Brian and very plump. She wore a worn blue dress a white apron on top of it. Her eyes were a distinct blue and her black hair was in a tight ponytail. She wore a gentle smile on her face that screamed “Mother Hen.”
“Hello dear I’m Alyssa.” She greeted warmly.
“Oh high I’m Brian.”
Alyssa simply nodded and Brian let her in. She gave a quick check of the room with her eyes before turning to her host. “I just came by to welcome you here, no doubt Tyreal is being his usual self…Anyway I’m the head maid her and if you have any questions you may ask me.”
Brian blinked a few types. “Oh umm… let’s see… questions… Oh!” He finally remembered ‘She must think I’m some kind of idiot.’
‘She wouldn’t be the only one…’ The little voice snickered.
‘Shut Up.’
“Can I use the library?” He finally asked.
“Of course you may dear! Its three doors down on the left.”
“Ok then, what am I suppose to do hen I’m not…” His voice died down while he tried not to be blunt.”
“Attending his needs? She finished for him. “Well you need to take your etiquette classes.” She answered for him. “But when those are done you’ll probably read about this world’s history, so you won’t be behind. If you finish that or get bored of it you can read or just ask Tyreal.
“Your etiquette lessens will start in two days time, so you have a chance to get used to this place.”
“It’s a bit weird; I would think that I would be-” Brian started.
“a bit less calm about this whole thing?” She finished for him.
“Yeah.”
Alyssa gave another smile. “That’s the calming spell placed over the castle, it’s to relive stress. Trust me there is a lot of it for him.”
“Calming Spell?”
“Yes, witch’s magic. Vampires aren’t that adapt to magic, with the exception of a minor sleeping spell and other small things like that. So I placed a calming spell over the castle to help the boy keep calm when this whole war started.” She gave a sigh. “But it doesn’t always help; when a person is really stressed the spell is too weak to make any difference.”
“Wait you placed it?”
“Yes I’m a witch.”
“And you’re older then him?”
“I was his nursemaid when he was a baby.” Seeing the confusion she quickly continued. “When vampires have children they naturally grow up until maturity, then they stop growing. Many witches actually are immortal and when they’re in the mortal world they usually pretend to die and so humans don’t figure it out.”
Brian blinked. “Sure.”
“But forgive me you must be tired, and now it’s almost dawn, you should get some rest.” She gave another quick glance around the room and once again rested on Brian. “He made you change, didn’t he?” Alyssa quickly moved towards the wardrobe. “There must be something in here that at least resembles sleepwear in here…” After a few moments of rummaging she gave a triumphant “Aha!” and pulled out a pair of silk black pants with a silk black shirt. “That boy is obsessive with black and red… Well no matter.” Handing them over to the still confused teen she gave another signature smile. “Well I shall be taking my leave, farewell.” She said and left.
X_X (Breaker Girl in Pain, the guy’s boyfriend sticks up for him)
After Alyssa left Brian changed and laid down on his bed and quickly fell to dreamless sleep.
Hours later when he awoke Brian looked over at the coat-of-arms, blinking a few times before the dreariness disappeared from his body. He pulled out of the warmth of the blankets to the warmth of the air. The teen swung his feet onto the floor and stood up. With his bare feet on the carpet he gave out a long catlike stretch. After that action he looked down to see that the top of his shirt was cut dangerously low and that his nipples were barely covered. ‘God dammit!’ He pulled the front of the shirt up a bit trying to hide some of his chest but that only resulted in his navel being reveled. ‘I am beginning to hate his fashion sense with a passion.’ He thought hatefully.
He moved over to the dresser trying to find something to wear. Opening its doors he found more skin tight/leather tops. Picking up a hanger with a long black coat on it he inspected it only to find that the shirt that went with it was not only deep red leather but it only covered his chest. “I guess I’ll have to learn to be less modest.” Brian closed the doors and opened the top of three drawers, which contained (what else?) leather pants. Closing it in slight disgust he attentively opened the next drawer to find black socks. Letting out a sigh he closed it and placed his hand on the last handle. “First is the worst, second is the best, third is some hot dude’s well muscled chest…” (3) He mumbled before opening it.
“You’ve gotta be shiting me.”
Inside the drawer was…
“Thongs.” ^_^ He stated in disgust. Forcefully he shut the drawer. “Cold day in Hell I wear those!” He yelled at it.
Now officially disturbed he landed on his ass. The teen groaned at the thoughts of what Tyreal would make him do in those. As much as the flashes threw his mind disturbed him they also seemed very erotic and soon Brian found himself turned on. (Who didn’t see that one coming?)
Slowly his hand began to slide into his pants.
“No!” He yelled stopping himself. “I have to learn some self control!”
*Petrez laughs wickedly at those wanting a masturbation scene*
Brian got up and checked the clock on his nightstand. 8:00 AM passed dawn. ‘I guess most of the house is up already…’ He mused. ‘Maybe I should check on what I’m supposed to do.’ He quickly got up and made his way towards the door.
Upon opening it he found a guard. He was a few inches the Brian and had dirty blond hair. His eyes were a light brown color and bloodshot with bags under them. A metal suit covered his body from neck to toe and on the chest plate was a swan.
“Oh, you’re awake.” He leaned heavily on the spear he was holding. “I heard shouting and thought you might be having a bad dream.”
“N-no I’m fine.” Brian stuttered, the guy may look twenty but it did give him a shock finding an armed guy outside his room. “Are you alright? You look like you’re gonna fall asleep.”
“Well I have been standing outside your door all night.” He gave another yawn. “Your name’s Brian, right? Well I’m Isoldore, but seeing that seems to be too hard for people everyone calls me Ish (4).” He gave a loud yawn. “I’m supposed to guard you when Tyreal’s got company; they’re usually not very trustworthy.”
“So who’s the company?”
“Oh she’s some princess, from some castle, from some estate out west.” He gave another yawn. “She can get really annoying, goes completely by the rules. If she catches us not using ‘Master’ or ‘Lord’ we get in a shitload of trouble.”
“So what am I suppose to do when she’s here?” Brian asked.
Ish blinked a few times before comprehending the question. “Stay in your room, I have to tell her that it’s being redone so she doesn’t think anyone’s in here.”
“Why is that?”
“She’s one of those woman who’s not that big on guy/guy relationships. She’d blow if she ever found out about you.”
^_^ (Happy Chapter End Girl, She found a strait guy)
YES! I fannaly finished this chapter, it only took me forever!
(1) I personaly like the name Elizibeth...
(2) How many people know those Dr. Jeckel/Mr. Hyde tyrpes?
(3) I just made that last part up while writing ^_^
(4) \"Ish\" is a word that my friend uses for \"Huh?\" or \"What?\" I don\'t know if it\'s an actual word so don\'t get pissy.
Well I\'m gonna start chapter seven today so you may get an update tonight... Plus I got a shitload of thanks to do
As usaual thanx r in order...
V: You are the suprise inside the cerial box. Thank you for reviewng (once again) and thanx 4 ur... interesting takes on the story...*throws cookie*
OokamiJudge: thanx 4 saying my stories pretty! Say hi to Dante, Naireth, and Chaos for me. *throw cookie for each* and don\'t eat there cookies
Mini: I love my chapter titles to! *throws cookie*
Crimson: I\'m glad I hav a reader who is actually spazin over wut happens next (in a good way ^_~) *throws cookie*
Cnapter 6
A few minutes later a knock came on the door. Brian finished up getting dressed and quickly made his way to answer it.
“Hello, you must be Liz.” He commented with a smile.
Elizabeth (she hated that name) (1) was the same exact height as Brian but even skinner. She had dark chocolate hair that fell down to her back. Her eyes where colored a very similar brown but her skin was a milky pale. Even though she was skinny Liz was very much endowed with her breast, not to big, not to small. She was wearing a simple short sleeved blue cotton dress with a natural smile. Looking at her Brian realized she could be a very nice girl, but if you commented about her ass or anything like that you would have hell to pay. (2)
“You must be Brian.” She responded entering the room after him. “I honestly don’t know why he has me doing this; I can’t sew for my life.” She grabbed a small stool from who knows where and pointed to it.
“Are you actually making the… whatever’s being made?” He asked stepping onto it, opening his arms to his side when she pushed on them.
“Well know but wouldn’t you think that the actually seamstress would be doing this.” Liz started measuring different parts of his torso writing them onto a piece of paper she found on the desk. “Maybe it’s because I have good handwriting...”
Brian looked down at her. “Is the she busy, the seamstress?”
The maid snorted. “Busy, if she got off the lazy ass of hers, maybe.” She started to work on his legs. “Did he give a lowdown on the rules here?”
“Nope.”
“Oh seeing you’re his new ‘lover’ you’re pretty much free to do whatever. Just make sure you don’t lie to him.” She threw the measuring tape over her shoulder.
Brian stepped off the stool. “So what am I suppose to do here?”
Straitening her dress Liz picked up the paper. “You have to take etiquette and customs lessens, that should be fun.” She added on sarcastically.
Finally ready to leave she headed towards the door. “Oh and one more thing,” She said opening the door. “if there is one thing you must never do it’s this,” She lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned her head towards Brian’s. “never, ever, fall in love with him.”
>_< (Breaker Dude in Pain, the Girl retaliated)
~Little Interlude~
*gasp* *twist* *turn*
Petrez: Brian can’t fall in love with Tyreal? Why? What’s going to happen?
Petrez’s little voice (Bob): You should know Dumbass, you’re righting it!
Petrez: Yeah, true, but that doesn’t mean I know the WHOLE story line.
Bob: You’re fucking kidding me right? You don’t know if the two fall in love?! *starts mentally beating Petrez*
*Petrez does massive Matrix like dodges*
Petrez: Well I do but it could change, like I just winged that Werewolf thing, I was going to have him be taken away in a different way, but it was more fun doing that. And stop using vulgar language!
Bob: Shut Up you knew every swear and it’s definition in 3rd grade!
*Petrez smiles wickedly*: R+R!
Petrez: OH AND ONE IMPORTANT THING! From the 24th (Sunday) to the 29th (Friday) I will have no com. So I won’t be able to write (cause I hate transferring from paper)… but it will be a nice break. Oh shit Inuyasha (followed by Fullmetal and Cowboy Bebop(classic)) is on in like ten minutes I have to go bye!
~Now Back to the Stury~ (Sorry 4 the really late update, I\'ll explain in the next chapter)
Brian sat down on the bed. “I can’t fall in love with him?” He whispered. “What if I already am?”
‘Well then you’re an idiot.’
(Yes he’s back by popular demand)
‘I swore that I was rid of you.’ Brian grumbled.
‘You shall never be rid of me! MUH HAHA!’ The voice laughed wildly. ‘I’m part of your head.’
‘Could you go away, I’m really not in the mood.’ Brian placed his face into his hands. This was most defiantly not a good time for this.
‘Well maybe it’s not as bad as you think; I’m here to help…’
‘You disagree with everything I say!’
‘Ok, that may be true. But this time I’m gonna give you idea.’
‘Does it include running away, killing someone, or a combination of the two?’
The voice gave a mental roll of his eyes. ‘No. Seeing that vampires have been around for so long there has to be at least one instant where a “lover” fell in love with the blood sucking idiots. Just go to the library and look it up.’
‘What if it’s not a rule and just how Tyreal acts?’
‘If it’s that then he’ll fall in love with you if it’s meant to be. You’ll learn about it in your little etiquette classes.’ The voice sniggered. ‘That should be interesting.’
‘I hate you.’
The conversation was interrupted by another knock on the door. Brian got up and opened the door.
A different woman was standing there. She was a good three inches shorter then Brian and very plump. She wore a worn blue dress a white apron on top of it. Her eyes were a distinct blue and her black hair was in a tight ponytail. She wore a gentle smile on her face that screamed “Mother Hen.”
“Hello dear I’m Alyssa.” She greeted warmly.
“Oh high I’m Brian.”
Alyssa simply nodded and Brian let her in. She gave a quick check of the room with her eyes before turning to her host. “I just came by to welcome you here, no doubt Tyreal is being his usual self…Anyway I’m the head maid her and if you have any questions you may ask me.”
Brian blinked a few types. “Oh umm… let’s see… questions… Oh!” He finally remembered ‘She must think I’m some kind of idiot.’
‘She wouldn’t be the only one…’ The little voice snickered.
‘Shut Up.’
“Can I use the library?” He finally asked.
“Of course you may dear! Its three doors down on the left.”
“Ok then, what am I suppose to do hen I’m not…” His voice died down while he tried not to be blunt.”
“Attending his needs? She finished for him. “Well you need to take your etiquette classes.” She answered for him. “But when those are done you’ll probably read about this world’s history, so you won’t be behind. If you finish that or get bored of it you can read or just ask Tyreal.
“Your etiquette lessens will start in two days time, so you have a chance to get used to this place.”
“It’s a bit weird; I would think that I would be-” Brian started.
“a bit less calm about this whole thing?” She finished for him.
“Yeah.”
Alyssa gave another smile. “That’s the calming spell placed over the castle, it’s to relive stress. Trust me there is a lot of it for him.”
“Calming Spell?”
“Yes, witch’s magic. Vampires aren’t that adapt to magic, with the exception of a minor sleeping spell and other small things like that. So I placed a calming spell over the castle to help the boy keep calm when this whole war started.” She gave a sigh. “But it doesn’t always help; when a person is really stressed the spell is too weak to make any difference.”
“Wait you placed it?”
“Yes I’m a witch.”
“And you’re older then him?”
“I was his nursemaid when he was a baby.” Seeing the confusion she quickly continued. “When vampires have children they naturally grow up until maturity, then they stop growing. Many witches actually are immortal and when they’re in the mortal world they usually pretend to die and so humans don’t figure it out.”
Brian blinked. “Sure.”
“But forgive me you must be tired, and now it’s almost dawn, you should get some rest.” She gave another quick glance around the room and once again rested on Brian. “He made you change, didn’t he?” Alyssa quickly moved towards the wardrobe. “There must be something in here that at least resembles sleepwear in here…” After a few moments of rummaging she gave a triumphant “Aha!” and pulled out a pair of silk black pants with a silk black shirt. “That boy is obsessive with black and red… Well no matter.” Handing them over to the still confused teen she gave another signature smile. “Well I shall be taking my leave, farewell.” She said and left.
X_X (Breaker Girl in Pain, the guy’s boyfriend sticks up for him)
After Alyssa left Brian changed and laid down on his bed and quickly fell to dreamless sleep.
Hours later when he awoke Brian looked over at the coat-of-arms, blinking a few times before the dreariness disappeared from his body. He pulled out of the warmth of the blankets to the warmth of the air. The teen swung his feet onto the floor and stood up. With his bare feet on the carpet he gave out a long catlike stretch. After that action he looked down to see that the top of his shirt was cut dangerously low and that his nipples were barely covered. ‘God dammit!’ He pulled the front of the shirt up a bit trying to hide some of his chest but that only resulted in his navel being reveled. ‘I am beginning to hate his fashion sense with a passion.’ He thought hatefully.
He moved over to the dresser trying to find something to wear. Opening its doors he found more skin tight/leather tops. Picking up a hanger with a long black coat on it he inspected it only to find that the shirt that went with it was not only deep red leather but it only covered his chest. “I guess I’ll have to learn to be less modest.” Brian closed the doors and opened the top of three drawers, which contained (what else?) leather pants. Closing it in slight disgust he attentively opened the next drawer to find black socks. Letting out a sigh he closed it and placed his hand on the last handle. “First is the worst, second is the best, third is some hot dude’s well muscled chest…” (3) He mumbled before opening it.
“You’ve gotta be shiting me.”
Inside the drawer was…
“Thongs.” ^_^ He stated in disgust. Forcefully he shut the drawer. “Cold day in Hell I wear those!” He yelled at it.
Now officially disturbed he landed on his ass. The teen groaned at the thoughts of what Tyreal would make him do in those. As much as the flashes threw his mind disturbed him they also seemed very erotic and soon Brian found himself turned on. (Who didn’t see that one coming?)
Slowly his hand began to slide into his pants.
“No!” He yelled stopping himself. “I have to learn some self control!”
*Petrez laughs wickedly at those wanting a masturbation scene*
Brian got up and checked the clock on his nightstand. 8:00 AM passed dawn. ‘I guess most of the house is up already…’ He mused. ‘Maybe I should check on what I’m supposed to do.’ He quickly got up and made his way towards the door.
Upon opening it he found a guard. He was a few inches the Brian and had dirty blond hair. His eyes were a light brown color and bloodshot with bags under them. A metal suit covered his body from neck to toe and on the chest plate was a swan.
“Oh, you’re awake.” He leaned heavily on the spear he was holding. “I heard shouting and thought you might be having a bad dream.”
“N-no I’m fine.” Brian stuttered, the guy may look twenty but it did give him a shock finding an armed guy outside his room. “Are you alright? You look like you’re gonna fall asleep.”
“Well I have been standing outside your door all night.” He gave another yawn. “Your name’s Brian, right? Well I’m Isoldore, but seeing that seems to be too hard for people everyone calls me Ish (4).” He gave a loud yawn. “I’m supposed to guard you when Tyreal’s got company; they’re usually not very trustworthy.”
“So who’s the company?”
“Oh she’s some princess, from some castle, from some estate out west.” He gave another yawn. “She can get really annoying, goes completely by the rules. If she catches us not using ‘Master’ or ‘Lord’ we get in a shitload of trouble.”
“So what am I suppose to do when she’s here?” Brian asked.
Ish blinked a few times before comprehending the question. “Stay in your room, I have to tell her that it’s being redone so she doesn’t think anyone’s in here.”
“Why is that?”
“She’s one of those woman who’s not that big on guy/guy relationships. She’d blow if she ever found out about you.”
^_^ (Happy Chapter End Girl, She found a strait guy)
YES! I fannaly finished this chapter, it only took me forever!
(1) I personaly like the name Elizibeth...
(2) How many people know those Dr. Jeckel/Mr. Hyde tyrpes?
(3) I just made that last part up while writing ^_^
(4) \"Ish\" is a word that my friend uses for \"Huh?\" or \"What?\" I don\'t know if it\'s an actual word so don\'t get pissy.
Well I\'m gonna start chapter seven today so you may get an update tonight... Plus I got a shitload of thanks to do