:eek: <---- all I can say after that

hi. okay this is a kind of spur of the moment idea inspired by the song Razorblade Kiss by HIM, a band from somewhere in the Netherlands. I dont really know where this is going at the moment, but i will eventually. *shrugs*. so, if u wanna come along for the ride, hop on board. (wow that was corny...)

Heres the technical boring stuff.
Disclaimer: I have not met any of the celebrity figures you will find in this fiction (eg Orlando Bloom, Johnny Depp, Elijah Wood...) and i do not own them. Unfortunately. Lyrics found in this story will be credited in the chapter that they are found in, and any poems written are mine.
Rating:This is rated R, for language and slightly disturbing content. If the rating changes, i will warn you.

Razorblade Kiss is a copyright of Heidi Scherz, 2004. Published by Heidi Scherz and distributed by this website.

please dont steal my work. its really not fair. thank you.

I will post the prolouge... now. ^_^

HIM are a Finnish band...

apart from this, yay! Waitin for the prologue... :yes:

lol mena i stand corrected. One of my friends said swedish and one said norwegian... and i was too lazy to check. So ill believe you.

Prolouge: Vamp

I have pointed teeth,
and crimson eyes,
but no normal fiend am I.

Deadly beautiful,
and painfully harmless,
Yet I have the power to render gormless.

Fliting shadow to shadow,
I'll stalk you through the night,
Making sure you wont put up too much of a fight.

I'll kiss you quickly,
My hands on your hips,
With Razorblade lips.

And I'll suck the blood,
Until more seeps out,
From your darling pout.

Vampire! they say,
And I hang my head in half hearted concession,
With half truth behind my confession.

Mortal and tainted you will remain,
When my teeth your lips pierce and clamp,
For I am no normal fiend...
I am a vamp.
Vamp by Heidi Scherz

Orlando laid down his pencil and shut the book, rubbing his bloodshot eyes. He could feel his teeth shrinking, and his eyes returning to their normal color.
Mortal by day... he thought, and another voice inside his thoughts finished the phrase.
...Fiend by night.
No. Not fiend. Vamp.He argued, and felt her give way.
Point observed. So... who's for breakfast?
NoTHING. I'm... fasting
Suit yourself. Join me later?
Maybe. I've got some stuff to do.
Okay. Your call.

He felt her leave his mind, and closed his eyes.
For I am no normal fiend,
I am a Vamp.

oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!
Im stunned!!!

oooooo *stares in facination* hmmmm... sounds..facinating lol, can't wait for more!

(i can't spell...wah wah wah...)

:noangel:

HEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!


Mah luff, this is wonderful.....

The best things....vampies and HIM and...gahhhhhhh! Thanks so much for telling me about this, sweetie! Lol, it's wonderful....wvery well written and I love the idea of course.

And...gahh, love that song. Am listening to it at the moment. And I was going to point out the Finnish-ness, but Mena beat me to it. Ah well...lol..


Hehehe...can't wait for more...and I liked the poem as well...and I really loved the little dialogue between Orlando and....the gal, whoever she was.

I <3 this, hunni...


luv
Sarah

true true... great convination!!!! :yay:

great prologue!! i has a lot of potencial


i'll be around to read more hun!

*blushes*

wow. guys ur great.

haha. well could you really imagine HIM music with anything else? Its not exactly the dancing bunny rabit type kinda music.

right. well. anyways. as i said before i have NO idea where this is going so bear with me. what comes out... comes out. and any suggestions for plot are welcome. :)


Chapter 1
Elijah
A lot of people make the mistake of stereotyping against everything with fangs as Vampires or Werewolves or other monsters that "hide underneath your bed waiting to attack you in your sleep."
Even more people make the mistake of not believing in the shadows. Psychologists would call it denial. I call it idiocy.
People don't listen to me. They seem to think I'm crazy. Or maybe they just think that I'm a radical goth. But I'm not really. I'm just your ordinary guy. Well, mentally, and for most of the time.
Another thing that people get wrong is that there is only one type of Vampire. You know, the whole Dracula spiel, big cloak with high collar and humongous fangs who can turn into bats at will. I'm not gonna tell you that those don't exist, but they're just juicing it up. They don't have to dress like that. But they like to screw with your sense of security. Somebody said that blood with more adrenalin in it tastes better. I've never been able to tell the difference.
Okay, I know what you're thinking now. Oh my god, vampire. Run away!
Honestly, it wouldn't make much difference if you did run. If I wanted to, I could catch you.

That's besides the point. I'm not a Vampire. Technically. Yes, I bite people and I drink blood and granted I wear a lot of black but you people need to get away from you're stereotypes and lear a thing or two about the dark parts of your perrty little world. We aren't any more evil than you are, not that that says much.
I'm not a Vampire. I doubt you've ever even seen a real vampire. They're hard to see. They kind of... flicker. I wasn't bitten by a Vampire either. Or I would be one. I'm one of the last of my kind on this earth. There are only a few of us left.
I'm a Vamp. I was born a Vamp. I always knew I was a Vamp, since I could remember. My parents were mortal. Well, so are most Vamps' parents. Its like you know, the whole Harry Potter thing. Wizards get born into "muggle" families or whatever. Only that was a load of fiction shit. We're real.
Vamps are, well, beautiful. That's why we're dangerous. I know I'm gloating but you're just gonna have to deal with it for a little. We're like the sex symbols of the "underworld". Perfect, some people say. I don't know what got into their heads. We're no more perfect than you. We just, look better. That doesn't mean that every goodlooking person on the street is a Vamp. If you met one of us, you'd know. It's kind of like a 6th sense that you mortals don't even know you have. Have you ever had a shiver go up your spine, and this feeling of cold, dreaded longing for someone you dont know consume your thoughts for a minute or two? If you have... you've seen a Vamp.
Maybe it was me. Its not unlikely.
Vamps don't sleep. Well, we do, but we don't have to. We don't really get tired. Music is our kind of rest. But we live two lives. "Mortal by day, Fiend by night." Only fiend is a little over the top. We don't drink blood because we want to. It's kind of a necessity. You know how your Health teacher is always telling you "8 glasses of water a day!" Well, we need at least a kiss a week.

Yes you heard me right. A kiss. One of the more famous Vamps amoung us wrote a song about it. Disguised, of course, as a love song... but that's kind of what it is. Each kiss has its own love story. It's like, a Razorblade Romance. Ville named his album after it. He's a little crazy. He should really keep a low profile, but he refuses to. Just like Orlando refuses to eat more than once a week. He starves himself really. But he's just like that.

Me... well... I'm not too sure about anything. I take life as it comes at me. If I'm hungry, I'll go out and find someone. Whores, mainly. Because the whole courting thing takes too long. And it bugs me. I can't leave someone I know well tainted. Because thats what happens when we kiss you.
You stay mortal, sure. Vampires have these spikes at the ends of their fangs that inject their poison into your soul. And then, hey presto. You get fangs during the night and a mad craving for blood. With us... you'll be tainted. Most turn Gothic. Some end up stalking us; we don't mind really, its easier to suck blood from the tainted than from the innocent. Some of them end up getting bitten by Vampires, and turn into Vamps themselves. But all lust after us for the rest of their lives, lust for the touch of our lips on theirs again, lust for our Razorblade Kiss.
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og god I love this! it's really really really good!!! :yay:


post moore soon!! :shine:

HOLY SHIT HEIDI!!!!


OMG..................that was so wonderful and GAHHHH...amazing!

Lol, pretty much agree with Em....gawd, that was fucking awesome....

And...oohhhhh, Ville's a Vamp.. Lol, it makes sense....'specially with the whole.....it is soooo damned easy to lust after him thing and...gahh. Lol, is he actually going to be in it? Because it's awesome either way...but that would be hot. *girly giggle*

LOL...very true...hehehe...

Ohhhh holy fuckin' Valo (<< my new saying, likey? lol) I love this story...more soon? *puppy eyes*

luuuuuuuuuuuv
Sarah


Oh and by the way....AWESOME avatar, Matilda.....:D

*gigglet*

well sarah, did you REALLY expect me to make a fic bout HIM and not put Ville in it?? i beg of you...

i mean he'll be like a smaller character but still... of course hes in it. Hotness should be recognized. :)

newho... more soon when i have time.

o, if anyone has slightly dark satanic pictures of elijah and orlando could ya pm them to me? its not exactly hard to find a satanic pic of Ville tho.

^_^

:kiss2:

Lol...well, just makin' sure, yah know....I need to be sure of my Valo-ness. I'm such a junkie when it comes to him...lol...


I know there are some dark-creepy-satanic pics of Elijah...because I definitely remember squealing over them when I was really into 'Lij and thinking that he could be even hotter if he was more Goth....but I haven't any saved to my comp. I need to look for some myself, so if I find any sufficiently creepy ones I'll send them to you.

And you're right, it's not hard to find Satanic-looking Ville pictures...I heard something about one of him tied to a crucifix or cross or something. Still looking for it...that would be sooooo damned hot....


Lol...hotness will definitely be recognized. ;)

And if you decide to make a banner for this with Ville in it...I would be VERY glad to advertise...lol, and have something in my sig to drool over... :P

:love:
Sarah

:laugh:
come on sarah!! he totally fits in the charater!

:laugh: again!!
there are a couple of those pics of elijah and orlando, but i don't have any, sorry


post more soon! this is getting very good for a "i don't know where the hell this is going" ff!! ^_^

*stares at screen in total and utter shock* :eek:

oh.my.GOSH!!! :faint: that was INCREDIBLE!!! *runs around in circles screaming*

*gasps for breath* vamps... so THAT's why their so dead sexy ;-) hehehe

:shine: greatness, more more more PLEASE!!! :laugh: lol, later

*gigglet* (i giggle a lot huh?)
you guys are great. make me smile. :)

sooo... yall ready for chappy 2? hope so. ^_^

Chapter 2
Orlando

I'm absolutely starving. But its a different feeling to what you know as starving. I wasn't hungry as such. Id just had a Big Mac and large fries and a couple sundaes. I lost count after the third one. But it wasn't doing much for me. I needed, well, blood. It's been about a week, and transformations are getting painful and Im starting to flicker. Like the Vampires do. Not pleasant really, you feel kind of thin and stretched out when you start flickering.

I could have eaten, I guess. But I dont like doing it. Betraying their trust. Cuz its kind of like a one night fling for me, well, technically, an hour fling. For them, its lifelong craving and darkness. And I don't like doing that to them. Whores, well, okay, they've kind of doomed themselves already. But I dont stoop that low.

I guess I should've taken Lyra up on her offer. To go out, I mean. But I just really don't want to. Elijah has no problem with it really. And Ville, well, he's famous and surrounded by goth girls, so its not really a problem if he needs to feed. I doubt if they notice. They'd just think he was into the whole blood thing. Which he is really. Only they don't know how much. The only reason I didn't go with Lyra is I hate seeing what she does to them.

She's a vampire. She's pretty enough to be one of us but she was bitten when she was a child, and hey presto. You get Lyra the Vampire. Except she really doesnt hang out with them much, she fits in with us more, because people do tend to lust after her. Even we do sometimes.

There's only a few of us left, Vamps. We live longer, but we dont nesicarily multiply. I only know about 5 Vamps. Vampires are relatively plentiful. They dont die very easily. You know the whole stick through the heart thing? Well, whoever invented that myth was pretty close to the truth. Stab em through the heart with a pure silver blade and they die. The only other way they can die is of heartbreak. Weird huh? And ill tell you, not many of them die that way.

But as I said, I'm hungry. Craving blood is such an animalic feeling, but its half my existance, and when nature calls, you better answer.
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Orlando was sitting in his living room in his small bachelor "pad", in an armchair by the window. He hit himself in the head, thinking to himself that the sooner he got up the sooner it'd be over and he could go back to normal for a little.
Oi, Lijah, prince of darkness. Where are you? He called, searching in his mind for his friend's response.
I'm out on the streets. You?
At home. Lij, I'm starving.
Well, uh, why don't you eat?Orlando sighed. Putting it in that primitive way bugged him.
Lij, you know I hate it.
Orlando bloody Bloom...Orlando grinned at Elijah's attempted British accent.
...you know you have to. We've gone through this every week for years.
I know... but... I still hate it. How can you DO that to them?
Orli, think how Lyra must feel bout what she does to them. But she still does it. Bite, Bite, Bite, all through the night.
Lij, thats not funny.
Sure it is.
No.
Yes. Cmon Orli. Just get off your sensitive ass and get out there and do it.
Lij...Orlando whined, altho he knew it would get him nowhere.
Orlando shut up and get out the door.
Will you come with me?
Sure. Ill be there in a sec.
Thanks, mate.

Elijah walked in the door, literally a second later. Orlando stared.
"Whoa, where were you?"
"Outside your door. I know you too well Orlando." Orlando nodded.
"Well come on. Lets go." Orlando hoisted himself out of the chair. Elijah looked at him critically.
"Orlando you're flickering again. You shouldn't do this to yourself." Orlando shrugged.
"I'm used to it by now."

They entered the dark alleyway outside Orlando's appartment and looked around.
"So watcha wanna do? The easy way?" He pointed in the direction of the nearest brothel. "Or the harder way?" He pointed in the direction of the main street in the city. Orlando shrugged.
"If I'm gonna do this I'd rather do it to someone where it wouldn't screw up the work they do." And he headed in the direction of the town. Elijah had to run a bit to keep up with his friend's long strides.
"How bout there?" Elijah pointed to a goth looking club.
"Yeah looks good. Hey, Valoman is playing there tonight. How come he didn't tell us?"
Elijah looked at Orlando like he was crazy.
"He told us he was coming to the city, you said you didn't wanna go to this concert."
"I did? I must have been somewhere else."
"I'll say."
"Look, lets just go in. Surprise him. Maybe I can, uh, hookup with one of his groupies." Orlando stuttered a bit, he hated doing this, but it had to be done. He could feel his teeth growing, and his eyes twinged a bit. Great. I just hope they think it's some kind of make up or something.

They walked in the crowded club, which turned out to be quite big, and maneouverd around the people to the back stage area. Confonted by security, they yelled for Ville, while Orlando tried to talk to him.
Ville, get your ass over here and tell this bouncer to let us in.
Haha, Orlando! I thought you weren't coming.
Yeah, well, we did. And I need to, uh, eat. So I'm here. Couldn't spare us a groupie could ya?
Dunno, they look pretty tasty to me. Dont particularly want to share.
Ahah ha ha. Thats not funny.
O get over it. Sure you can have one. Or two. Theres enough to go around.
Stop it Ville. They arent food.
Sure they are.
"Dude, what are you doing, not letting my best friends through?" Ville pushed the bouncer aside and grabbed Elijah and Orlando, whispering in their ears,
"Theres a feast back there, waiting for you."
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:eek: ^_^ :bow: :eeeek: :o

Holy fucking crapcakes that rocked, Heidi! :)

Wow....lol....I reallllllly like this. Although you already knew that, probably.

The awesome-ness.....the cool-ness....the wonderful-ness.....the Valo-ness.... :D

Lol....I love this. 'Tis deeeeefinitely one of my favorite stories here.


Oh, and if you ever need a cameo for one of Ville's devoted groupies/food items, I think I know someone...

*cough* *points at self* *cough* :lalala:

No pressure, lol. Just if you ever feel too lazy to make up one.... :rolleyes:

Gaaaaahh...can't wait for more story!


<3
Sarah

Oh I love this story, so very very good :bow:

Lovin it so far, can't wait for more :yay:

Slán
Sarah :shine:

*fans self*
wow. i love you guys. Sarah, lol i think a cameo can be arranged. I technically should put up a cast call but im really NOT bothered. ANYWAYS. here is... dun dun dun DUN! Chapter 3. ^_^

Chapter 3
Ville
I juice it up, I know. This whole Vamp thing. But it's fun. It really is. I get a kick out of going on stage and seeing all these people screaming to the point of brain damage just because I'm there to sing to them. But what they don't know is that I'm not singing tothem. Not really. I'm singing about them, about me, about you. But that’s a secret. There's a hidden meaning behind the words that I bellow out over their heads to blaring guitar. Only they don't know that. They're blissfully oblivious to my part of the world. That's okay, I'd rather have it this way. They're happy that way, I'm happy that way. If they knew about us… well I don't want to think what would happen.

I love my music. It's part of who I am. Really, it's part of who we are. Elijah and Orlando get onto me about because I'm away so much, touring and stuff. And then there's the whole Finnish gag to pull off, so I have to spend so much time in Finland, you know, to make it believable. We don't really have nationalities, Vamps. We did, I guess, when we were young, but that was a long time ago. I'm as much Australian as I am Finnish. But you get used to it. I can put on the accent if I need to, or I can just speak normally. Orlando, too. He could pass for American any day. He just prefers England. Elijah, well, he's never really forgotten that he's American. Just as well, it's kind of a universal thing. But I think they'd prefer if I stayed around more. You know, after finding each other, which took long enough, and 30 years of "friendship" and stuff, I can get why they're kind of annoyed that I randomly started touring and stuff.

But it's okay. They dig my music too. So we're all good. They even help me write some of it. Sometimes. But I'm pretty chuffed that they turned up for this gig. Orlando's been acting weird lately, he'd said he didn't really want to come. I didn't mind, but I mean I hadn't seen him for ages. He looked awful. I think he was flickering too. But it's hard to tell. Elijah looked great, but then he always does. I was kidding the Orlando with the whole "Sure they're food thing" but he didn't really find it funny. I wasn't kidding, though, about the feast. There really was a feast for them. And I could almost guarantee that Orlando wouldn't be flickering by the end of the gig. 'Cuz it was a mighty good feast.
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Orlando felt his jaw drop as he was pushed, forcefully, into the room behind the stage. It really was like a feast, even if it was just for the eyes. There were at least 20 girls, all in black, rather tight fitting clothes, draped over the couches, chatting, giggling, and dancing to some music that was playing. Elijah pushed him out of the small doorway and entered the room, stopping short as his jaw almost hit the floor. Ville laughed.
"Told ya so."
Orlando shook himself, and grinned.
"Well, Valoman, you really know how to have a pre-show party." Ville grinned back, and then turned to the girls.
"Ladies, this is Orlando and Elijah. My best friends. Make them feel, welcome." They all waved and giggled some more, unable to wrench their eyes from the two newcomers. Orlando and Elijah waved back; used to the stares. They sat down on a four-seater black leather couch, and sighed.
"I knew there was a good reason to come and get you out of hiding, Orli." Elijah nudged his friend in the ribs. Orlando's smile was fading, as he surveyed the girls.
"Lij, they all look so happy." Eljiah sighed.
"O for the love of god. Orlando. You've been doing this for years upon years. Why does it suddenly get so bad?"
"I don’t really know. I ran into one of the ones that I'd well, bitten, a couple times, she was one of the more regular ones. She was walking down the street with her head hanging and she looked as if she had been close to tears for ages. I went to say Hi, just out of courtesy. And she almost jumped on me. Literally. I don't know. It was just… distressing."
Elijah sighed again.
"Look Orli, that happens to all of us. But, you know, they'll live. And you have to do this to live. So just get on with it."
The whole conversation had been carried out in whispers, and Elijah was just finishing when a girl danced up to them, grinning ear to ear.
"Hi."
Orlando goggled. She was, well, hot. Her body never ceased moving to the music, it was like she was one with the sound waves. She just kept moving to the beat, never stopping for a second. Elijah was the first one to come up with something sane to say.
"Hi." He stuttered, nudging Orlando in the ribs.
"Uh… Hi." The mysterious creature just grinned at them.
"Name's Alexa."
"Hi. I'm Elijah, the mute here is Orlando."
"I am NOT mute you little…" He punched his friend on the arm, and then reached out his hand.
"Name's Orlando, as he said. Nice to meet you, love." She squealed as these words crossed his lips.
"Ooooh! You're BRITISH!!!" Orlando grinned.
See, the weird accent comes in handy. Instant babe magnet.
Huh. You little British creep. That's the only thing they like about you.
Psh. You're just jealous.
Nah. Look, she's digging you. Go for it.
… Lij… gimme a chance!
"Yeah, I am. Where are you from?" Elijah took a deep breath and stood up.
"Villeman's beckoning, I guess I better go see what he wants." He turned to Alexa.
"Now, honey, I want you to be nice to him. He's very delicate." He patted Orlando's head. She laughed, and sat herself on his knees.
"I'll be nice, promise." Orlando glared at Elijah's retreating back.
Creep.
Haha. Have fun!
Alexa was still moving to the music playing in the background, as the two struck up conversation like they'd known each other since birth. The enthusiasm that she had for life fascinated him, and he found himself soon feeling like she was the part of him that got lost somewhere along the way.
She suddenly gave another characteristic squeal.
"Oh wow, I love this song. It's just great. The band is amazing too."
Orlando listened to the upbeat electric rock that was playing in the background.
"Who is it, Lex?"
"Muse. They're British too. Don't you know them?"
"Vaguely, it rings a bell."
The song ended and another one started, this time slower, but still the same electric sounding rock. And he shivered as the lyrics seemed to scream out at him. Just what they were saying, he wasn't sure. He had never seen himself as a particularly perceptive person. But some how, the song was speaking to him, and he thought he'd better listen to it.

Don't kid yourself
and don't fool yourself
this love's too good to last
and you're too old to dream

don't grow up too fast
and don't embrace the past
this life's too good to last
and they're too young to care

don't kid yourself
and don't fool yourself
this life could be the last
and they're too young to see


(Lyrics are from Blackout by Muse)
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Hope ya like. Comments are welcome!

woohooo! this rooooooocks!!!

the whole telephatic-conversation-thingy rocks... very cool...

the lyrics of the song are very good too

the whole ville's mind is very cool too... i liked that a lot!!!!!


post more soon, this is awsome!!!!!!!!!! :bow:

New fan here!!!


:huh: :blink: :eek: :faint:

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is too cool!!!!! I am loving this story!
I can't wait until you post more!
:yay:
Excellent!

~Stacy~

Hey Heidii!!!
Sarah told me to read this and man, it was a good advice!!
I like this!!
Taking I don't read many vampire fics...!

Whee! I wanna read more!! :D

Ooooh, great new chapter :yay:

Like this story more and more :)

Can't wait for more :shine:

Slán
Sarah :shine:

Heidi.. this is so good..

and....

so...

different...

it has it's own VERY DIFFERENT rules.. but it makes it fun..

*dies*

wow. you guys kill me. Literally. *points up* lol. THANK YOU!!! wow.

WHEEE new fans!!! *gives flowie and stacy tootsie pops*

oops i forgot. *gives other fans tootsie pops too.*

mmmm... tootsie pops.

ANYWHO... wow. um... yea ill get a new chapter up 2night. I just... need to think. ^_^

thanks again. You made my day! Like really.

:kiss2:

Chapter 4
Orlando
When your life relies on kisses, its hard to keep a relationship up. Especially since even if you did fall in love and get married, you'd watch her, or him, die, hardly gaining any age yourself. But its hard to explain to your girlfriend why you're kissing other girls, especially if the reason is to get their blood.
Love is a no-no for us. It just doesn't work out. Because you'd never be able to tell if they loved you back, or if it was the afteraffects talking. We'd have to fall in love with another Vamp. But they're kind of hard to find. A lot of them are in denial, they don't want to be one of us so much that they've convinced themselves they aren't. But then they start flickering; not the nicest feeling in the world, and they'll get this insane craving for blood. And their fangs will stay out, and the first person they see they'll try and kiss just to sink their fangs into their lips.

Not nice.

Or we could go for Vampires. But you don't meet many of them, and if you do, they're generally not very nice people. Lyra is the one exception. I met her one night when I was out looking for, well, food. She tried to bite me. I told her to get the fuck off and go find someone that wasn't already Vampiric to eat. She kinda screamed and I had to catch her to keep her from fainting, she really wanted to bite me. Our "charm" works on Vampires too, you see. Since then, well, we've been best friends.

Now, I know what you're thinking. "Why don't you go out with her?" Simple. I don't really fancy being bitten. We've had a few close calls, me and her. It wouldn't do much, her biting me, I'd just have permanent fangs instead of nocturnal ones, and I'd go around biting people in the neck.

Not really my cup of tea.

This is why I freak out when I realize myself starting to like a mortal. It never works. Ever. And really, with Alexa, I was in danger.
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Orlando could feel himself starting to flicker worse; the temptation just to reach out and kiss her, to sink his fangs into those plump rosy lips, was becoming unbearable. He stared at her lips in fascination in between their conversation, and told himself over and over again that he couldn't do it to her.
Lij! This isn't going to work. I can't... not her.
Elijah looked at the two of them from across the room, and twinged. He could see that Orlando really liked her, and the feeling was apparently mutual. And he also knew that Orlando would never be able to bite her.
Okay, I'm coming. There are a few over here that shouldn't be too hard. You'll need 5 minutes.
I hate this Lij.
I know.

"I'm back. Ville wanted opinions on his makeup; and then I got well, distracted." He glanced over his shoulder, where several of the girls waved to him. Orlando could vaguely make out blood trickling from the lips of one of them, and shuddered. Elijah really didn't waste any time. He took his cue, and looked apologetically at Alexa; still seated on his knee.
"Lex, love, I need to go sort something out over there." He motioned in the direction of the group of girls. He leaned forward and brushed his lips on her cheek.
"Don't move, I'll be back soon. Elijah, try not to be too mean."
Don't you dare bite her. If you do you'll have hell to pay.
Elijah looked back at him with understanding in his eyes, and silently promised not to touch her. Alexa reluctantly got off Orlando's knee, and sat down next to Elijah, where they engaged in small talk. She kept looking over her shoulder at Orlando, who had crossed the room and was now talking to one of the girls. A little later she looked over her shoulder again, and he was gone, along with one of the leather-clad groupies.

Orlando and a girl claiming to be called Angela walked down one of the dark hallways in the back of the club.
"So, what did you want to speak to me about?"She questioned, a little hopefully, her brown eyes big and unable to keep off of the strangely irrisistable face.
"Nothing." They stopped, and Orlando took her hands.
"You have beautiful eyes." She grinned.
"Do you really think so?"She asked, backing up against a wall. Orlando put his hands on the wall above her head so that his arms and body blocked her escape.
"Yes." He leaned down, stopping a fraction before her lips. She flattened herself against the wall, breathless. His eyes searched hers almost appologetically.
"I'm sorry" He breathed.
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Comments welcome, as usual.

Aw, poor Orlando feelin all torn cause of what he is :)

Great chap :yay:

Slán
Sarah :shine:

Yummy! I love tootsie pops!


This chapter was awesome! It's so sad and sweet how Orlando won't bite anyone. He would rather see himself suffer than others.
^_^
Such a sweetheart.
Please post soon!

~Stacy~

YAY! tootsie pops! Dunno what they are, but yay anyways! :P

And my! I loved that chapter!
I honestly adored that Orlando told her he was sorry before kissing her!!
So... touching!!

yeees! he could never be the bad guy after this...
he is too good to be a vamp!!!

hey... am i feeling some kind of love between orlando and alexa??? hm....



why don't i get a tootsie pop??? ok, i don't know what they are neither.. but... :unsure:

meh hehehehehe love it :yay:

:cry: *pouts* he's sure a sweetheart, for a vamp ^_^

Ohhhh, gaaaaahhhh! I will never let my parents ground me and keep me away from this ever again...grrr...

Oh my god, Heidi......I LOVE THIS! Lol, and of course I loved the bit inside Ville's mind. And it all just rocks sooooooo much and....oooooooo...

Awww...poor Orlando....

And lol....you'd really give me a cameo? Lol, that would rock...hehehe.... lufff, yah, sweetie.


LOL....random thought: Ville seems to be like, a gothic-vampric version of a pimp in this. :P

Oh, and Flower and Sun....tootsie pops are like, lollipops with Tootsie Rolls in the middle. And if you don't know what tootsie rolls are, they're these chewey chocolate candy thingies. I'm terrible at explaining things, but yeah.

Anyway, tootsie pops are good. lol...

luuuuuv
Sarah

SARAH! Your back! whee... missed ya! *hands Sarah tootsie pop as compensation for grounding*

thanks guys you made my day. literally. tis muchos appreciated. I see what I can do in way of new chapter... it might be a bit short tho, im kind of running on empty here.

Chapter 5
Elijah
She was amazing. From me, that's very very high praise. I don't normally like talking to people; they think they're little problems are so horrible and the spend so much time pitying themselves. I've seen, heard, been through, and done things that would make their hair stand on end while they crapped their pants. But Alexa. Well. She was different. After about 2 minutes talking to her I could see why Orlando liked her so much, even though they'd only met half an hour before. She had so much energy, and love for life. It kinda made me wonder what the hell she was doing in a Goth club dressed like a slut. Because she had class, she was worth a lot. I don't know what's wrong with guys these days. They must be walking around purposefully looking at the ground so as not to see what was staring them in the face. Here was this girl, one in a million - there weren't liable to be many girls like her - and she's single, without even a possibility of a boyfriend. Honestly, these guys are stupid.
Anyways, back to Alexa. I have met few mortals with whom I could have a conversation without getting pissed off, but Alexa was one of them from the beginning. She would listen to what you had to say, and then come up with a sensible answer. And she had interesting things to say too. And the whole time we talked, she was moving to the music. And she knew almost every song that was played, and if she liked the song she'd let off a high pitched squeal that if uttured by anyone else would be annoying but she made it, cute.
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not crushing on her. We can't do that, Vamps. But more importantly I know Orlando really likes her. And he's really feeling down right now. I never have been one to steal my best friend's girl. It isn't right. And I could tell she liked him, too. She kept looking over her shoulder at him. I just prayed she didn't catch on to him trying to pick someone up. That generally doesn't make the best impression on most people.
Tell you the truth, I was relieved when he came back. Both because he looked so much better, and because it meant I could escape. I had to get away from there, the temptation was way too much.
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Alexa let off another squeal as she saw Orlando approaching from the other side of the room out of a hallway. Elijah smiled.
Looking better already.
Yeah. I feel better too.
"Wow... you look so much... better than you did Orli." Alexa exclaimed. "I was about to ask you if you were sick or something. Obviously not." Elijah and Orlando looked at each other startled, and Orlando did some quick thinking, licking a last tiny drop of blood from his lips.
"Yeah, I just needed to take some medicine. Sorry it took so long." He smiled as he savored the taste of blood in his mouth, yet hoping that he wouldn't have to do that again for a while.

Ville crossed the room in long strides, followed by a girl clad in tight fitting black leather, who Elijah and Orlando recognized as one of his groupie addicts, who he seemed to like well enough to keep around. He advertised her as his girlfriend, but everyone involved knew that their relationship was more of an addiction on both sides; he was addicted to blood, she was addicted to him. So they labled it as love and got away with it. She knew that he kissed other girls and she didn't seem to mind as long as they didn't stay around. To Orlando and Elijah, she was still classified as a groupie, though. Because if she had a choice, they would bet that she wouldn't be around.
"Elijah. Orlando. Shows on in half an hour. But I need to satisfy my grumbling stomache. Pit stop at the golden arches, dya think?"
Elijah looked at Orlando, who looked at Alexa.
"I think I'll pass Vill-o." said Orlando. Elijah stood up and stretched his arms.
"I'll come. I could do with a juicy burger right about now."
"Be back on time Ville! Remember what happend last time you were late for a concert!"
"Yes mother!"came the reply from the two young men that had just run out of the room, "groupie" in trail.
Orlando yawned, and lay back on the couch, putting his arms around the back. Alexa sat next to him and leaned her head on his chest.
"Tired?"she asked.
"I don't remember the last time I was asleep." He said, without thinking.
"Insomnia?"
"No. Not really." He closed his eyes and bit his lip. He'd never wanted to tell anyone so much, wanted to explain why he wasn't asking her out or kissing her by now.
Why don't you just tell her? A well known voice invaded his thoughts. He opened his eyes, and smiled.
"Hi, Lyra."
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wow. that was bad. I apologize. Hope it was halfway acceptable tho.
:kiss2:

BAD??? :huh: you crazy people with your thinking your work is "bad" pfft! not at all!! this fic esspecially; it has something more than the usual "famous boy meets girl" plot line (which, mind you, has it's place as well :shine: ) it's great!

great is such a lame word *rolls eyes* we should come up with a NEW word that means "SO way better than great that there isn't a word so we invented this one!" lol *rolls eyes*

...THEN, i could use it to describe your fic :yay: lol...

Heidi, luff...the only way that would be considered bad is if bad meant the complete opposite of what it really does and 'bad' actually stood for 'completely and utterly wonderful and amazing'.

Ohhh, gah.....I loved that, Heidi....I love everything about this story...HIM, vamps, the plot, the writing, the tone....oh fuck it, it just rocks SOOOOO much....

Although I must say....eeeevil cliff hangers.... *grumbles* Now you really have to post more soon, hun! I need to know what happens!!!

And yay! Tootsie pop! Lol, thankies Heidi! :D

luv
Sarah

So so NOT bad, excellently brilliantly great more like :yay:

Loved that chap, lookin forward to next chap!! :D

Slán
Sarah :shine:

^ *points* ^

Hey, there's yet another Sarah! Hello, luff....do I know yah?

Lol, welcome to the AoES(TDAE...Y) - The Association of EWAC Sarahs (That Doesn't Actually Exist...Yet)

Dont' mind me, wierd random mood.

LoL! Oh, I get what tootsie pops are... But there's no such thing here.. I think..

Neways! great chapter Heidi!!
Man, I'm so glad I followed Sarah's advice! This story's so cool girl!!!

hehehe, hi, I don't think I know you :shine:

Must join AoES(TDAE...Y) when it does exist only then
it'll be, AoES(TDAE) or AoES(TDAE...N) - The Association of EWAC Sarahs (That Does Actually Exist...Now) !! ;) :yayay:

Slán
Sarah :)

I'm likin' it!
I really don't see how you think it's bad, though.
It's excellent.
^_^ :yay: :bow:

~Stacy~