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Blood of the Night	By : AnimeAngelSisters Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Gackt Views: 3843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gackt. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hiya! This is your lovely authoress Kuinnu! ^w^ Thanks to Shadows08 and Bwahaha for being the first to review! Secondly, please keep reading my story as I publish it! It makes me happy that you like my stories! Third, I like to use music for background effect in my stories and the song for this chapter is Malice Mizer's 'Transylvania'. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: The First Dream

Quinn finished up what she felt she absolutely needed to do before changing into a large grey nightshirt that she slept in. She pulled back the dark red sheets on her queen-sized bed and made herself cozy as she slipped under the sheets before falling asleep.

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Her slumber soon drifted into dreams, A room that was mysterious and ominous forming in her mind that resembled an old castle. "There is no time for slumber... there is still so much to be done." A deep voice said.

The young woman took in a small breath at the sound of the deep and rich voice that flowed over her like a wave of dark desires. Her eyes remained close, her head slowly turning to the side. She wore an old fashioned white nightgown, with the neckline revealing a good amount of her bust, but still keeping it modest.

Shadows soon left the walls and forming the shape of a man before the bed she lay in. The figure took slow and silent steps towards to her. Soft moans of sleep could be heard from her as she breathed slowly. In... Out... In... Out... Her hair was once again long and luscious, surrounding her face like a mane of golden silk on her pillow. The man soon knelt by her side of the bed, reaching her level and gazing upon her beautiful sleeping form.

She could tell that someone else was in her room with her. Slowly, she tried to open her eyes to see who had come into her chamber without her permission. A gloved hand reached over to her, brushing a bit of her golden hair from her face slowly, leaning closer and closer while doing so. Another tiny moan escaped her as she opened her deep blue eyes to try and see who was now so close to her. Looming over her from the bedside was a familiar face she knew all to well, the man whom she'd soon meet... Gackt, staring into her sapphire eyes.

Her lips parted into a gasp as she gazed up at the face she knew so well and loved so much. She stared back into his own blue eyes, her heart beating faster now.

He placed another gloved hand on her cheek, gently caressing it with tiny, slow motions. Her lower lip trembled as she leaned into his gloved touch, shutting her eyes slightly.

Gackt placed a finger over her trembling lips, his own lips hanging dangerously close above hers. Quinn found herself opening her eyes and staring back into his own eyes again. She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, seeing how close he was to possibly kissing her.

Tiny but hot breaths would escape his lips and against hers, almost tempting her to capture his lips. His finger moved down her lips and onto her other cheek. So many thoughts were rushing through her mind as she continued to stare deeply into his eyes. She wanted to kiss him, but she felt herself frozen in place.

Gackt slid his hand behind her head, his lips still moving closer. Not a word was spoken but that silence added to the moment, like a single sound would break the moment like glass. Her heart beat faster, shutting her eyes once again. A part of her felt so weak in his presence, like she was being drained of all the energy in her body.

In a suddenly swift yet gentle movement, his lips pressed against hers, a simple feathery touch of their lips at first before becoming a kiss. She could have died in contentment from that kiss. Her body felt weak, like she was turning to water. No... not water. Something slightly thicker... Blood... Yes. That was it. She could have become a giant pool of blood at that moment.

The kiss became deeper slowly, more passionate as infinite time passed them by, his tongue grazing against her lips along with something else, fangs.

The mortal maiden was about to allow his tongue entrance into her warm mouth when she felt the slight tip of one of his fangs and pulled away from the kiss slightly. She felt his one hand staying behind her head, as if to support her, while his other hand moved down her body and rested on her arm. She wanted to speak. She wanted to say something, anything. But her voice was caught in her throat. She could not speak. Even so, she opened her mouth slowly as if to ask him a question.

He looked at her try to speak and smiled a little. "Speak..." He said faintly, allowing her to ask him what she wanted to say.

Her azure eyes widened a bit. He had spoken to her in English. She had guessed that due to his growing fanbase in America that he'd know the language, and she guessed that he had learned it. "You... can speak... English?" She found herself asking, slightly in disbelief.

He nodded slowly before leaning closer, his breath caressing over her chin and the front of her neck. Her body involuntary shivered at the touch of his breath on her skin by her neck. He kissed her neck, his lips making their way to the nape of her neck in pleasure-giving touches against her skin. His fangs grazed against her pale skin lightly as he moaned faintly. His hand on her arm soon made its way to her outer thigh and stroking gently too.

Quinn shivered at the feel of his fangs against her neck. "Gackuto-sama...." She said, speaking his name. At the mention of his name he kissed deeper, even biting a little but not enough to break the skin or hurt her.

A soft gasp escaped her as he bit her gently, her heart pounding like a drum inside of her chest. She didn't resist as she felt him pull them up slightly, until her hair fell down behind her back, now in a slight sitting position.

Her lower body now sat on his lap a bit and he didn't stop kissing or biting her gently.

The satin fabric of her nightgown rubbed against him as she shifted her body slightly to make herself comfortable. "Gackuto-sama..." She whispered, her body growing hotter with want and passion.

Gackt kept hold of the back of her neck, still supporting her in his embrace around her body. His other stroked up her leg and onto her back, his fingers dancing gracefully up her spine while his lips traveled across her chest and onto the other side of her neck. Her breathing became a bit louder, her inhaling and exhaling reflecting the need she was feeling to have him from his kisses, his strokes, his very being so close to her. She noticed that he never asked for her name. 'It's just as well... Someone like him... would forget it anyways...' She thought, the thought bringing a tear to her eye.

"Kuinnu..." He whispered faintly, somehow knowing her nickname.

She opened her eyes as she heard him, the single tear escaping down her cheek as she did. He broke his kiss to look back into her now teary eyes, wiping those tears aside with his finger.

Quinn raised a hand to her mouth, as if ashamed that she was letting herself cry in front of this beautiful god of a man. She tried to turn her head away from him in her shame.

Gackt didn't let her turn away, placing his hand on her cheek and making her face him. He wanted to see her face, even if it was tear soaked.

"Please don’t cry." Gackt said to her, now letting his kiss travel up her arm very slowly. Quinn moaned slightly as he kissed up her arm, pressing her legs tighter together. She wanted to feel his body inside her own. She wanted him to do so many pleasurable thing to her. But he was calling the shots. Not her. She'd let him do as he wished with her.

When his lips reached her shoulder again he slowly began to lay her down on the bed again, he took his acts upon her up a level by letting his warm tongue lick across to the top of the exposed part of her chest.

She gasped loudly at the touch of his tongue on her cleavage. Her stomach began to tie itself up in knots.

He kissed and licked around her cleavage slowly before resting his hands on her shoulders, slowly pulling the top of her nightgown down her shoulders.

The young woman’s gasps became a bit softer as she felt his hands rest on her shoulders. Her heart jumped from a sudden flash of light, followed by a loud rolling sound coming from outside. Lightning. Thunder. A storm was starting, if it hadn't already.

He looked up at her. "Do not fear." He told her firmly but in that deep, sexy and irresistible tone of voice she loved before continuing with his earlier act on her.

She shut her eyes and tried to relax once again. "H-hai..." She answered, her heartbeat returning to normal, but her body still continuing to heat up with lust.

Slowly but surely, Gackt started to pull the gown down her body, revealing her pale body inch by, his kiss following the dress to kiss all the way down her perfect body.

She could feel her chest rising and falling faster. She wanted him. She could feel her body burning with the utmost desire for him.

The gown was soon introduced to the floor, leaving Quinn lying completely naked before the man she longed for now. Gackt crawled slowly back up her body, his eyes getting a full look at every inch of her on his way back up to her face. Quinn turned her body to one side, curling into a sort of fetal position to try and hide her body from him. She worked out when she could, but she was shy and self-conscious about her body. She was not proud of her body, even though she should have been.

He brushed some of her hair out of her face and loomed over her a little as he took off his gloves and began to slowly strip himself down to in front of her.

She lifted her body slightly, her arms still covering her chest as she watched with hungry eyes as her god of music stripped before her. His black gloves, his cape, his jacket, his shirt. She'd seen those clothes on him somewhere before. But at the moment, she could not remember, or entirely care at the minute.

Gackt soon sat topless over Quinn, his well muscular and tone toned chest bared to her. His arms were also well muscled, it was clear that he worked out. His hands slid down his washboard abs and onto his belt, slowly and teasingly taking it off to further entice the woman laying beneath him.

"My God you're gorgeous..." She said without thinking before blushing bright red and turning away in embarrassment. Her God of Music moved back a little so he could look at all of her bare form as he removed his pants that soon joined the rest of their clothing on the floor. He wore nothing underneath.

She kept her gaze down on her bed as his pants dropped to the ground. She knew all about the male anatomy, but what was making her blush was who was with her.

He crawled back on top of her, lowering his body onto hers slowly. "You want me..." He whispered to her as he touched her cheek with one of his hands before nibbling her earlobe gently.

"What sane woman wouldn't?" She asked, still covering her chest with her arms, her head turned from him in a vain attempt to hide her crimson cheeks.

Gackt smiled a little before moving his lips to her neck again. "I want you too." He told her before his fangs pressed against her skin, still not wanting to break the skin but harder than before to gauge her reaction.

Quinn shut her eyes, her lips trembling at his bite. She could feel him moving between her legs, could feel the own heat coming off his body.

"Will you let me... Taste your blood." He asked her, his teeth getting ever closer to drawing blood. "Anything you want from me... you can have..." She found herself saying, her eyes squinting tighter.

Only a single moment passed before sinking his teeth into that soft skin, her sweet virgin blood spilling into his mouth. Gackt moaned loudly from the taste of her liquid essence slipping down his throat.

A yelp escaped her as he bit down into her neck, breaking the flesh. Lightning flashed and thunder followed soon behind it. Had this been some sort of movie, she could have sworn that she'd be hearing pipe organ music in the background. She could hear the rain picking up and hitting the glass of her window before another flash of lightning lit up the dark room.

Gackt continued to drink, savoring her unique flavor. He didn't want to take too much and knew the right amount to take, roughly around a pint of blood. As he drank, he rubbed his lower body against hers and lowered his chest to be touching hers.

Quinn tilted her head back, inviting him to take more of her blood as he wished. "Gackuto-sama!" She moaned and felt him ready to enter her body. She braced herself for him and shut her eyes tightly....

...Right before her eyes shot open at the rude sounds of her radio alarm clock going off, the radio station playing midway into 'What I've Done' by Linkin Park. She moaned in annoyance and sat up and rubbed her temples. It was 7:26. She was tempted to slam her fist down on the 'Snooze' button and attempt to reenter that wonderful, erotic dream she had been having. But she liked the song too much to stop it now. She groaned again and pulled the sheets off her body and pulled herself out of bed. The blonde walked into the bathroom, washing her face to further wake herself up. "The fucking alarm had to go off right at the best part." She growled.

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His eyes shot open, his heart pounding faster as he sat up in his bed. A small sweat had started to form, and the rest of his body was responding to the erotic actions from the dream. He ran a hand through his hair and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Looking over at the clock on the nightstand, he grumbled slightly. It was close to 10:30 pm. Gackt sighed and laid back down, trying to go back to sleep. But after ten to fifteen minutes, he realized that he wasn’t going back to sleep anytime soon.

He sat up straight and raised one of his legs in order to rest his arm on his knee, recalling the dream he’d had. It was different than any other dream he’d had. He knew very well that he could have crazy dreams.

‘That girl... Who was she?’ He thought before shaking his head and getting out of his bed. “She had blonde hair… And her face, she looked to be a Westerner... European or American.” He thought out loud. “Why would I have a dream about a woman I’ve never met before?” He asked himself.

‘Her name... No, not her name. It was a nickname or something.’ The idol thought as he tried to clear his head. He had called her something, but he could not remember the details. He sighed as he walked into the bathroom and turned on the water for a shower.

His body seemed to relax under the warmth of the waters. He needed to relax at this late hour.
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