[SamuraiAlchemistNinja]

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Chapter One—Diem Perdidi Carpe Noctem (I have lost the day, Seize the night)

It was raining again. Ferric sighed. He hated the rain.
He was sitting against the wall, trying absentmindedly to smooth out his disheveled black suit with his hand, not expecting it to work..
"We’ve got another," Domenikos said suddenly, appearing in front of Ferric. Ferric looked up into Domenikos’s stark white eyes and stopped smoothing out his pants.
"But I’m done for the day," Ferric said matter-of-factly. Domenikos sighed as Ferric went back to trying to smooth out his pants.
"Boss Amos wants this guy dead. He's an upper level," Domenikos said enticingly. Ferric looked back up at Domenikos with his cobalt colored eyes.
"Guy? Upper level? It’s not an animal?"
Domenikos laughed deeply and pulled Ferric up by the wrist. "It’s a vampire. His K.C. is nearly 50."
"Wow, a kill count that’s half my own. Amos is being generous for once," Ferric said, dusting off.
Domenikos shook his head. "I don’t know why, though, after what you did."
"What I ALMOST did, Nikos. Almost did. I didn’t do anything."
"As good as. If Raemis hadn’t--," Domenikos began.
"Hadn’t made a fool of himself. His obsession is annoying at the least," Ferric said emotionlessly, but smiled. Domenikos smiled wryly back.
"Who’re we after?" Ferric asked, brushing past Domenikos.
"Dead guy’s name is Tin Vittorio Adeuzo. Vampire, class 4, has killed 37 demons, 5 shape shifters, 4 humans, and 1 vampire, which is recent, and also why Hermes requested Boss Amos’s company. Our company. Us, specifically."
Ferric raised his eyebrow. "He's killed one of his own? A vampire who's killed a vampire? ," Ferric smiled slyly, "Sounds like fun. Lemme take him on my own."
"Cocky tonight, aren’t we? But listen to me. He’s got something special. A unique ability."
"What is it?" Ferric asked, leaning against the blank wall.
"Complete and total seduction."
"Complete and total what? That’s one I’ve never heard. You’ve gotta be kidding me if you think that’s a problem for me," Ferric said nonchalantly, running his hand through his messy, uneven black hair and trying to straighten it, "I’ve killed 17 Psirens."
Domenikos laughed and turned towards Ferric.
"That’s why we call you Heartless. Now get going."
"Where to, jerk off?" Ferric asked, standing upright.
"Lately, you know…," Domenikos began softly, stepping towards Ferric and sliding his hand through his soft black hair, "You don’t even appreciate me anymore." Ferric pushed Domenikos’s hand away and walked past him.
"Knock it off, Nikos, and tell me where this damn Tinsel guy is. I’m in a fighting mood now."
"Of course. Dead guy’s in England. Locale 47, or in the allies if he’s not in the Locale. Due date, tomorrow noon."
Ferric nodded, then disappeared.
He appeared in a pitch black room—vampire Locale 47. I love when things are dark like this, Ferric thought and smiled. Suddenly, he felt another’s presence, and he prepared his body for a fight.
Suddenly a voice whispered in his ear, "There's no need for fighting," and Ferric's body tensed up. There was a hand on his shoulder, and a hand on his waist, forcing him to turn towards his attacker. Ferric summoned all his strength and pushed away from the other guy. Just then a light went on, and it took Ferric a moment to adjust. His eyes focussed on the guy a few feet in front of him.
He wore an unbuttoned, white collared shirt, revealing a slightly tanned body, unexpected of a vampire, and black jeans. He had extremely tossled grey hair that was sticking out at odd angles, a slightly oval shaped face, thin eyebrows, and turquiose-colored eyes. When he pushed some of the hair out of his eyes, Ferric noticed that his fingers were long and his nails were black. He was the exact same height as Ferric.
Taking a quick breath, Ferric asked, "Are you Tinsel?"
"It's Tin," he said in a rythmic voice that had a slight accent to it, and he was suddenly at Ferric's back.
"And you're Ferric," Tin whispered in Ferric's ear, and Ferric felt a chill go through his body, and he couldn't quite breathe right.
"Don't...don't...say my...name...don't...," Ferric stammered, trying to catch his breath, trying to get his body to move. Tin slid his fingers through Ferric's hair and again whispered softly in his ear.
"Ferric...Adoraemus...Catharsis..."
Ferric's body shuddered, and he did not know what to do. He did not know this feeling, this craving...this total lack of control...
"Ferric...," Tin whispered yet again, and Ferric could not even find his voice. He had lost all control of his body now, and he did not even want to acknowldege what his body was screaming for...Tin's touch, his scent, anything that was him...
Tin turned Ferric's body towards him and took Ferric's chin between his thumb and index finger, bringing Ferric's mouth close to his own, and as he did, Ferric's heart beat faster.
"Ferric Adoraemus Catharsis--the demon they sent to kill me. The infamous Heartless beauty...," Tin said softly, his accent increasing slightly, "And I've got him, defenseless, in my arms."
Tin brought his lips gently to Ferric's. Ferric's body was filled with an indescribable pleasure as Tin began deepening the kiss. Ferric shuddered again as he felt Tin's hand stroke the back of his neck. A moment later, Tin broke off gently, and a small sound escaped Ferric's lips. Ferric did not want him to stop, not ever, but he couldn't find the voice to tell him so.
Tin smiled and kissed Ferric's neck. "You really don't want me to stop? Well, let's find out." And Tin met Ferric's lips again very gently, and Ferric regained control of his body, but instead of pushing away from Tin, Ferric melted into him, and deepened the kiss, wanting to feel that blissful numbness again. Tin pulled away, and moved to Ferric's neck.
"What...?" Ferric tried to speak through a slight sigh as he felt Tin's kisses on his neck, followed by a quick prick. His body began slowly growing weaker and weaker, filling with something that could only be described as sleepy, quiet, blissfullness, and then everything went black.