Venice, the Italian city of water ways and festivals, masquerades and balls. The city of romance and life but beneath the joviality and parties lay darker things. Vampires roam the night and lycanthropes howl at the moon. Do you dare take residence?


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1 The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Fri May 28, 2010 2:01 am

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This was his second time here this week. Coming here to see the show for the second time. But this time he'd had to sneak in because, first of all, he had no ticket. Second, he was looking a little conspicuous tonight. It wasn't quite normal to walk around looking like you'd had the living daylights thrashed out of you.

He'd been invited by a semi-regular client to travel as his companion from France to Venice for the week while he attended business. Rich clients were good for things like that and Mr. Hart, though not particularly gentle, had been generous and mindful of his boundaries. Occasionally he'd push them but he paid heed to the safe word and he paid Yuki well enough to keep seeing him these pastcouple weeks. Usually for an hour or less. But this had been the chance to have some excitement and experience a bit of luxury. Being taken to dinner, the theatre, having nice clothes picked out and bought for him to wear to each occasion that he was permitted to attend. And in private they would play. Light bondage, a bit of whipping or flogging, a bit of pain play. But always within the parameters of his rules and boundaries. And he was to be paid generously for this trip.

Tonight, however... tonight had gone awry. He'd been asked what he might like to do this last night after they'd played and he'd asked very nicely if they might be able to go back to the theatre and see the Phantom of the Opera again. He'd been entranced by the previous performance they'd attended (not to mention enamoured secretly by the gentleman they'd gottenn to play the role of the Phantom himself) and so had wanted to see it one more time before they went back to France. It was an innocent request met with anger. Suspicion.

Mr. Hart had seen the way Yuki had looked at the stunning leading man. The way he'd sighed, the way his attention had been rapt upon him during his scenes. It hadn't been intentional but it had been enough to put Mr. Hart in a sour mood that night and the suggestion of going to see it again sent him into a jealous rage. So this was the thanks he got for treating him like an equal rather than the common street whore he was? So this was what his generosity got him? His toy making eyes at someone else?

That was all the impetus he'd needed to strike the boy down with a vicious backhand slap accross the face. Yuki himself had been startled and hurt. He'd been hit before, Mr. Hart had hit him before in play but never like that. He'd gotten up off the floor and said that he was done and that Mr. Hart could keep the clothes and money and everything else. That he would find his own way home. But he'd sweet-talked him into staying. Into lettinghim tie him up for play a little earlier than they'd planned. And that's when things had really gone south.

He'd been beaten severely. Cut up. Kicked and slapped around. Gagged to muffle the screams, ungagged and forced to take Mr. Hart's length into his mouth with a hand squeazing his throat brutally to ensure that he didn't bite him. He'd been forced to swallow which was definitely taboo. And then he'd been left on the floor in a broken, bloody heap while his client decided to take a shower. Cleanse himself so that he'd be freshened up before the fun continued.

The boy's wrists and ankles were chafed raw and bloody fromt he rope, even the corners of his mouth from the gag. His face was swollen and bruising, cuts here and there and a split liip from being hit. there were ugly marks along his neck and of course his entire body was covered in angry welts and cuts and bruises. Shaking he'd scooted painfully across the floor and gotten hold of the knife that had been used to cut on him and he'd slowly sawed his bonds. He'd dressed as quickly as he could and he'd run for the safest place he could think of, the only place he knew. And he'd bribed someone at the back door with the money he'd found in his coat to let him inside to one of the empty boxes.

There he curled up in a seat, shaking and crying softly as he watched the show. It was the same man playing the phantom. His voice soothed him and entranced him, making him feel safe and loved. Making him cry harder at times for want of nearness. When the show was over he ducked down on the floor, curling up in one of the corners of the box in the hopes that he'd be overlooked. And he was so tired and worn out that it wasn't long before he had fallen asleep, huddled in the oversized coat and shivering uncontrollably. If he could just stay here, if he could just never leave... maybe things wouldn't be so horrible. He could forget all about everything else and just live in this fantasy world.

Right. And maybe prince charming would sweep him off his feet. As if.



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He loved to perform but he especially loved to perform this show. The Phantom of the Opera. It was one of his favourites, mainly because the music was exceptionally written and the part of the Phantom had enough range to enable him to play a male lead for once. His voice was not the usual tenor or baritone of a male opera singer and as such he was usually stuck with the parts reserved for women who played men, page boys, princes, narrators, that sort of thing. With this though he could really let his own range shine through and hit the notes that only he could hit. Of course it also let his co-stars shine and overall made for one excellent show.

Music of the Night, his favourite song from the whole opera and when he wasn't lavishing his attention on the female vampire who played Christine, he was searching the crowd inconspicuosly. They had rehearsed so much that he could do the actions, the acting and the singing with his eyes closed and not trip over anything, so a little crowd searching was easy enough. He had in fact been searching the crowd for the whole night, looking for someone, anyone that caught his interest or showed a smidgen of preternatural ability, just like the boy he had seen a couple of nights ago at the first showing of the week.

He had been interesting to say the least. A young male, no older than China himself could have been when he was turned, with dark hair and dark eyes that you could drown in. There was genuine hurt reflected in the pools of black, a pain that was more psychological than physical and it had drawn China in, more out of curiosity than anything. Now though he couldn't help search for that youth that had seemed so enchanted with his performance and it was with disappointment that he noted the boy was not there. Well he supposed that he must have been busy with the older gentleman he had accompanied the last time. A father by the looks of the age difference. Family commitments were important and it was with a little regret at not having previously spoken to the boy that China continued his performance.

The show had seemed to drag as soon as China realised the boy was not there but now they were bowing off to yet another standing ovation. How excellent to know that their talents were appreciated for talents and not because they were vampires. It was a refreshing change with everything that had happened, Elise being removed as Master of the City and Donovan replacing her and such. The last year had been nothing but politics and with China's new position as Temóin he was finding it harder and harder to escape the dreaded Politics so he was glad that his other talents and other strengths were appreciated. He actually had a feeling that most of the performers felt the same as he did.

The curtain was down and he took a moment on the stage to let the adrenaline recede before making his way to the wings slowly. A vampire beckoning to him rather frantically made him speed his pace however and he soon reached the young fledglings side. It was Alegro, one of his own fledglings with sandy blonde hair and mismatched eyes. One blue and one brown that China found exotic. He wasn't even twenty years dead and still looked relatively human.

"Yes Alegro, what is it?"

There was a grin on Alegro's face and China did not like it. When the fledgling spoke it was almost a laugh and caused China to raise an eyebrow in obvious annoyance. Seeing it Alegro hurried through his message.

"One of the girls has just been to me, she says that boy's back. The one you thought was cute so i went to check. He's here alright but he looks pretty beat up, asleep in box ten."

Nodding, China felt something stir in his gut but pushed it away. It was only lust after all and lust could be faught, he had fed the Ardeur before performing after all. Waving Alegro away, he left instructions to find out who had granted the youth entrance and made his way to the box that should have been empty. Pushing open the door he walked silently to the youths side. He was indeed beaten quite badly and curled in to a ball as if to try and protect himself.

Carefully, tenderly, China picked him up and made his way to his room in the lower levels. It was quite the journey and he did his best not to jostle the little one in his long limbs. It was a pitiful sight really but it appeared the boy needed help and China, though the boy didn't know it, was in need of a human servant. What better way for him to repay his debt of being helped than by becoming China's servant for eternity? There was none truly, as the dark haired, asian featured youth would be treated like a prince.

Reaching his room, China pushed open the door and lay the boy down on the bed. A close look told him that China had guessed the youths age rather accurately, based on appearance. He was seventeen or eighteen, nineteen at the most and was effeminate, even more so than China-Rose himself. Shaking his white blonde haired head, the tall vampire took a seat in a corner, partially hidden by shadow and still in his phantom costume, minus the mask and prosthetics for the scarring. They had come off straight away. Patiently he waited for the boy to wake and though he could smell dried blood he wasn't too concerned. The boys breathing and heart beat were steady and strong after all.


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Yuki veguely felt himself being lifted and carried. He was sleeping heavily enough that, despite the pain, he didn't wake until sometime later when a particularly vivid recollection had him crying out and jumping slightly into a partially seated position. The arm that supported him hurt terribly, as did the rest of him, and he collapsed back onto the bed with a soft whimper. And then he noticed something... rather odd.

He wasn't in the box anymore. He was in a bedroom... in a bed. And not one he knew. This wasn't Mr. Hart's room, nor his own little hole in the wall... the bed was far too big to be in either. He pushed himself to sit up yet again, eyes straining to see in the darkness, and looked around for the door. He didn't like being in strange places. They weren't safe.

He scooted off of the bed with some difficulty, getting to his unsteady feet and stumbling in the direction that eh thought the door was, if his eyes were correct in their guessing. His hands were outstretched, feeling the air for a wall or piece of furniture as he toddled along. When they met the surface of the door he gave a soft sound, nearly a sob, of relief and made to open it... but it was locked. He cursed softly in French and tried it again only to mutter another oath in Japanese and slump to the floor. Clearly Mr. Hart had found him and locked him away in a new room. probably ecause someone at the hotel had complained of their noise from earlier.

He was dead. He wasn't getting out of it this time. He curled up into a ball against the door. "He's going to kill me..." he whispered tearfully to himself in French. "This time... this time he'll kill me for sure..."

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The boy had stayed asleep for what seemed like forever but China new it had only been an hour as he sat in his chair, keeping watch in the dark, his eyes accustomed to the gloom. All that had happened was that the youth had continued to sleep, occasionally making small pained sounds as he shifted position or had what appeared to be some sort of bad dream. It wasn't unusual for people to have nightmares in this day and age after all.

Tilting his head to the side he watched as the boy jolted in to a sitting position and resisted the urge to jump. If he hadn't seen the change in breathing pattern then he may have jumped like a human but his eyes had picked it up and he immediately knew when the boy was awake. The boy....he needed a name, referring to the cute human as "the boy" was rather rude and not in China's nature unless he was deliberately being rude.

Watching silently he smiled softly as the dark haired youth climbed off the bed and didn't even bother trying to search for a light, he went straight for the door, muttering under his breath in French and what sounded like Japanese. He had found the door was locked and whilst China would have liked to leave it unlocked he had a bit of a phobia about doors being unlocked when he was dead. Too risky.

He had slumped to the floor and was whispering to himself in a rather panicy state. What had happened to him that made him so nervous, so jittery and most of all, so sure he was going to die....this time. He was also speaking in French, was he native to France or was it just a language he liked to speak in order to keep safe? Like when China was nervous, he spoke in Samhan because it wasn't like anyone could understand him but it got his frustrations out. Shaking his head he decided to put the boys mind at ease or at least attempt to.

Reaching out with a hand he closed his eyes and flicked the light switch that was next to his head before opening his ice blues once more and staring at the boy. His posture was relaxed and intentionally unthreatening as he considered the human in front of him. Deciding to try and at least communicate, he spoke softly in French, no power, no tricks, just his normal smooth and cultured voice.

"Do not worry you are quite safe here, no one will hurt you. My name is China-Rose, could i ask what yours is?"


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The boy let out a panicked cry as the blinding light suddenly switched on and he scrambled back against the door, tryinng to press himself into it if possible and using an arm to cover his face, as though protecting it. His breathing was fast and shallow, he was hyperventillating and whispering please not to hurt him again -still in French.

When nothing happened he began to lower his arm just a little bit at a time, still panicked and pulse still racing like wild horses. His dark eyes were filled with tears and one was beginning to swell like much of his face was from being struck repeatedly. He was shaking like a leaf as those panicked eyes blinked and searched for the figure of Mr. hart... but Mr. Hart was not whom he found.

He froze, gasping as he spotted the lounging form of... of... no surely not. No but it had to be. As the man spoke he lowered hsi arm completely in absolute shock. Yes, it was him alright... his captor wasn't Mr. Hart but the Phantom of the Opera. He recognized the costume, at least half of his face and of course the name had been in the program. But where had he taken him and why?

He simply stared at him in wide-eyed shock for a moment or two and then took a rattling breath. "Yuki..." he stammered. "Je m'appelle Yuki...." He'd given his name. The abbreviated version as was his usual habit when dealing with people he didn't know. "Wh... where am I?" he asked tremulously. There was the chance that China-Rose would decline to tell him but... if he didn't ask, how would he know?

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The reaction was not what China had expected. Yes he had expected a little more panic but for the youth to try and press himself in to the door as if to fall through like a ghost, well, it just wasn't healthy, even if he had a traumatic past. The shock on the boys face after realising who his captor, and he used the term loosely, was was well worth the wait. It seemed he had another addition to his little fan club but China wasn't even sure if the girls of the supposedly official fan club would allow a male member. Really though it didn't matter.

Taking his time, China looked over the boy properly in the light and resisted the urge to grimace. A soft frown graced his features for a split second but then it was gone, just a movement of his mouth that could have been imagination. The boys face was swollen as if he had been struck repeatedly and other parts of his face, around his eyes especially, were only just starting to puff up. They must have been injuries he had sustained after the initial ones.

The breath was raspy and the name, the introduction was spoken in soft French. It was a good sign that he had received a reply however and China ducked his head slowly in greeting to Yuki.

"A pleasure to meet you Yuki. May i ask, are you French? Japanese?"

China moved slowly as he waited for an answer from the youth. He didn't want to move too fast and startle Yuki after all, it would make any progress pointless and so he stood from his chair in a careful, almost painfully slow movement. It was strange to see as if trying not to startle a wild animal and seemed out of place in the large bedroom. Still moving very slowly the tall vampire moved to the bathroom and covered a cloth in ice cold water. He didn't have any ice and it wouldn't last very long but maybe it would give Yuki some relief from the swelling on his face.

Moving back in to the room he made sure to eep his distance and crouched slowly, offering the wash cloth to Yuki but staying out of range so it didn't seem like he wanted to grab the dark haired asian. As he waited he decided to answer Yuki's enquiry and spoke softly, ensuring his power was clamped down tight, just in case one of his ghosts decided they needed a power fix or a bit of Master and Ghost time.

"As for where you are, this is my bedroom, my day time resting place beneath Il teatro di anima. One of the younger vampires found you in box ten, fast asleep and i thought you might be more comfortable on an actual bed. It would have been rude of me to encroach on someone elses room, especially Donovan's so my room really was the only choice."

Tilting his head to the side slowly, he started to withdraw his hand offering the wash cloth that was cool in his hand.

"Could i ask how you got in and why you are so......bruised? Please, it is alright to tell me. I assure you you're not in any type of trouble."


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The pitiful looking boy never once took his eyes from China-Rose as he moved, noticing that he was being cautious and slow, probably not wanting to scare him any more than he already was. "Both..." he answered softly in response to the inquiry of his origins. "My mother is French... my father is Japanese." He swallowed with some difficutly, his throat rather tender from so much screaming earlier. Hours and hours of it...

He eyed the damp cloth that was offered to him with mild confusion, not knowing quite what he wanted him to do with it. And then he was speaking to him again and he blinked in shock once again. His bedroom? he'd taken him to his bedroom... and he was a vampire judging by the fact that he had described it as his daytime resting place. That didn't bother Yuki, he'd had vampire clients before. Shifters too. He was just perplexed as to why this one had taken it upon himself to whisk him away to his room when most would have steered clear of him for fear of being accused of causing the damage to his body.

When prompted about said damage he lowered his face in shame. God how could he tell him what had happened to him? Why it had happened especially. There was far too much to explain and it would probably disgust China-Rose to know the details. What he was and such. Either that or it would appeal to some baser part of him and he'd want to make use of him. That was usually the way it went. "I... can't." he whispered. "I can't. If you knew..." he shook his head and closed his eyes, leaning back against the door. "What... what do you want with me?" he asked, barely above a whisper. "I'll do anything you want, I'll be good, just please don't hurt me. I won't m-make rules, I won't s-say n-no... anything you want. I'll be good!"

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So, a French Japanese youth, no older than China was when he was turned, alone in Venice and badly beaten up. As China had analysed before, it wasn't life threatening but it was certainly enough to put suspicion upon the vampire if the police found Yuki here and like this. It only left China with one option really, to keep Yuki here until he healed. He was sure Donovan would be alright with it as long as he explained the situation. Seeing Yuki swallow with difficulty, China got to his feet once more, entered the bathroom and re-wet the cloth. It had gotten warm but was easily fixable.

Wringing it out he lay it on the cool tile of the sink before filling a glass with water and making his way back to the boy. What he had heard when he was in the bathroom though, it was well....strange. Why would Yuki need to make rules or refuse to tell him what had happened to him? Was it pure distrust of strangers or was it due to trauma? Either way Yuki was still acting like a scared animal and as such China was moving just above the pace of a sloth.

Crouching once more he slid the glass along the smooth floor of the bedroom until it was within Yuki's reach and gently pressed the cloth to the boys face. He didn't know how he would react to the touch but China hoped it would be a good, relieved reaction instead of a panicy, whispering, shivering mess. Obviously whatever had happened had been something bad. Making sure to keep his voice soft he tried to comfort the youth as best he could with just words.

"Shhhhhhh it's alright Yuki, you don't have to tell me. Why....why don't you see if you can get some rest? Or....or well, why did you come back to the theatre? Was my acting and singing really that good? haha"

Smiling slightly, the tall vampire made sure to skirt around Yuki's reaction and try to lighten the situation. Whilst it was true he wanted something from Yuki, he was not about to turn around and say "why yes, be my servant for eternity" as he doubted it would get a good reaction. Besides, the youth may have been cute and everything China liked in a partner but could tey really be master and slave for the rest of China's life? It would be like being married and as such, China wanted to be one hundred percent sure before presenting the opportunity to the boy. He would start with a simple proposition, a job at the theatre to ensure China got to know him and spend time with him.

"Yuki.....do you have a job? If you don't would you like one? I don't really have much to offer at the theatre at the moment but we do need some more ushers. We get busy and the sooner we can get people in to the seats the better it is for everyone.........but uh...why don't you think about it? You can stay here the night and i'll stay in my coffin but if you do that, you can't tell anyone where i sleep.....i'm trusting you with valuable information. I'm trusting you with my life if you stay here."


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He wasn't evenn aware that China had gotten up and moved, he was so engrossed in what he was saying, what he was thinking and feeling and hoping that he wasn't in for more pain tonight. he just couldn't take any more and, rules be damned, he would do whatever it took to ensure that he didn't suffer any more of it tonight. He jumped in slight shock when he felt the cool damp clooth touching his face, eyes snapping wide open. But seeing that he was just dabbing at his face gently... and because it felt nice... he calmed somewhat. He was helping him. Or so it seemed anyway.

He noticed the glass of water and tentatively reached for it, hands rembling but steady enough to support the glass and bring it to his lips. It felt so nice going down. Alleviating the soreness and dryness at least a bit with every sip. But he didn't want to drink too much or he was afraid his knotted stomach would rebel.

He doubted the vampire could see it but when he teased about his acting and such being that good, Yuki blushed. It was his making moon eyes over China's opening night performance that had irked Mr. Hart so in the first place... which was his own fault. But he was too shy to tell China that part of why he'd come back was because he made him feel all fuzzy warm inside whe he sang. That would be far too inappropriate. And weird. So he opted for his other reason. "I felt safe here..." he said softly. "And I don't know anywhere else. If I went to the police he would probably just find me and tell them I did it to myself." An indication that he was not local and that someone, quite possibly the man he had been seen with, had hurt him. And would again if given the chance. But not the nature of their relationship.

With some difficulty he tucked hsi knees to his chest. "He's rich. He can get away with that. I'm just... I don't matter. I'm trash." He rested his chin against his arms despite how much it hurt to do so. He even felt some of the cuts on his body pull, possibly reopening, and he sucked in a sharp, pained breath that was akin ot a hiss. God that had hurt!

"I... I do have a profession... sort of..." he said breathily. "I'm not sure I qualify for anything else. I won't tell anyone where you sleep, I don't even know anyone. And... and if you want to do things... I'll let you. I normally don't but.. but I don't know what else to give you. I don't have anything else." He lowered his eyes, feeling shame creeping up on him. "I mean... if you are even... interested."

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10 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Fri May 28, 2010 5:37 pm

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The touch of the cool cloth and the water gilding down Yuki's throat seemed to be calming him. Where as before he was panicked, now he was somewhat calm and more coherent, able to answer questions and such. He was still physically shaken though and that showed in the fine tremble of Yuki's arms, causing the water in the glass to ripple softly. Smiling slightly and being a little bolder, China started to wash Yuki's face properly, getting rid of the dried blood.

Sniffing slightly, China's enhanced nasal capacity caught the scent of blood. It wasn't freshly spilled blood however, it was blood beneath the surface of the skin and looking at Yuki's face he saw it. The younger male was blushing and there was only one thing to blush about. He really had enjoyed his performance that much and it brought a smile, a genuine smile to China's pale lips. The secondary reason that he gave was just as good though. Both Donovan and himself had done their best to ensure Il teatro di anima was a place of safety to both customers and employees. It was nice to see it was working. It also revealed that Yuki was a stranger here though and brought up some questions.

Shaking his head, China decided to ask them in the morning as the scent of fresh blood entered his nose. It appeared that by bringing his knees to his chest, little Yuki had re-opened some wounds. Sighing softly he took hold of the boys shoulders with a gentle grip and guided him to his feet and then to the bed. Yuki may well panic but he wasn't going to do anything hurtful to him. Stripping off the youths shirt with a prcticed hand, China began to check the wounds that had re-opened. There were only a few and they were shallow. The rest had already scabbed over, the ones open now being the later wounds obviously.

Nodding slowly, China gently pushed Yuki to lay on the bed. The way he was speaking seemed like it was sex he was talking about and whilst it wasn't unusual to see prostitutes in Venice, China very much doubted that Yuki was one. As such he decided to ignore the information, mainly to make Yuki feel better and to stop himself from jumping to conclusions. Anything was a possibility after all.

"Rest here tonight Yuki, your wounds aren't too bad, they will heal soon though some of the deeper ones may scar. The bathroom is yours to use as you see fit and i would advise you lock the door just in case. I will sleep in my coffin this night and when you have decided if you would like the job or not, then please let me know."


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11 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Fri May 28, 2010 6:46 pm

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When the vampire's response was to lift him to his feet and guide him to the bed, Yuki's already knotted stomach tied into tighter knots. Further still and to the point that his tensed belly ached when the taller one stripped him of his shirt. So this was it. He was going to have him here andnow... he'd offered so why wouldn't the vampire accept?

He was utterly baffled when instead China-Rose began checking his wounds. Carefully and gently but checked him over thoroughly. The ones on his back, a combination of being whipeed, flogged, beaten and cut on, probably looked a lot worse than they were. They certainly felt it. But they would heal. He groaned and whimpered from the pain as he was gently pushed back onto the bed, trying to be as still as possible. Every inch of him was bruised and battered. Marked or cut in some way. And now that his shirt was gone -as was his coat but he surmised that China had removed it before putting him to bed the first time- his raw wrists were visible. And if he were to turn his palms up one would see where he had dug his fingernails into his palms. he was a mess.

He took a few slow but slightly painful breaths and reached a hand out to tentatively grasp one of China-Rose's. "Please don't go..." he pleaded softly. He didn't know the vampire other than from his wonderful performances on the stage and therefore shouldn't trust him but... he'd been nothing but nice and the memory of his angelic singing (he quite literally was the Angel of Music) put him at ease and he clung to his hand, his grip weak in his broken state. "I won't steal the covers... and I don't move... don't go?"

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12 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Fri May 28, 2010 7:09 pm

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Flicking his eyes up to check Yuki's face he smiled softly as he looked at Yuki laying on the bed. The boy looked pitiful and it was a mix of sadism, seeing the boy hurt, and something else, possibly lust that kept him there just looking for a moment. Just as he had shaken it off he turned away to leave the room and let Yuki get some rest, only to find a small hand grasping weakly to his own. Slowly he turned back around as the weak voice floated from the injured boy.

It seemed that Yuki would do anything, promise anything in order to get China to stay with him and he would have done it if he didn't have some work to do. Squeezing the hand gently so as not to hurt Yuki anymore, China knelt by the bed next to Yuki's head so he wouldn't have to strain to look at the vampire. How could he explain it so that Yuki would understand and not upset himself any further? Perhaps a compromise would be best?

"Yuki....i have some work to do for te theatre but....why don't i go and get it and stay in here whilst i do it? I can work in here and then when i'm done, i can help you sleep?"

He doubted he would get the yes that he wanted but it was worth a shot. He could work in here after all, he had a spare desk and he could turn off the main light and use the bed side lamp to see the figures. All he needed was the paperwork, a pen and a calculator which wouldn't take him long to get. Yuki could lock the door after China left and then open it again when he came back, simple.

"I won't be long, i just need to get a few things and then i'll be back. Lock the door after me? Only let me in? Is that fair? Would that be okay for you?"


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13 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Fri May 28, 2010 8:49 pm

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When China turned back to him and knelt beside the bed, Yuki breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want him to go and leave him alone. But if he was just going to go and get some of his work then he could handle that. So long as he came back. Though he really didn't think he could get up again that night even to just lock or unlock the door.

He shook his head lightly and closed his eyes. "I don't think I'll need to lock the door... only one I'd be worrying about geting in won't find me here... just please come back."

He didn't yet let go of China's hand, he wanted to hold it for as long as he could before he had to go and get whatever it was he needed to work on. He liked he feeling of his smaller hand enveloped in the tall vampire's larger one. Though he was in pain he felt safe. "You really were my favorite part of he show..." he whispered softly, shyly. "You made it shine."

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14 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Fri May 28, 2010 9:01 pm

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Slowly China nodded. If Yuki knew that whoever was after him wouldn't find him here then that ws fine by the vampire. He couldn't taste truth in Yuki's words but he could taste the surety, the pure belief that he was safe here with China. It was strange and whilst he knew other vampires felt the same about Donovan's rule, China had never thought it would apply to him and with a human no less.

Squeezing gently he slowly slid his hand from around the smaller one, tracing his fingers along Yuki's palm in a lingering touch. Standing once more he paused as he heard Yuki whisper the compliment to the vampire shyly. He had been complemented on his performance before but he had never been told that he was what made the show shine. That sort of thing was usually reserved for the female lead and China felt a small flutter in his stomach. Moving forwards he slowly leant his tall frame over the small boy, moving slowly so as not to scare him though he doubted Yuki ws scared now. Either way he was cautious and lightly placed a kiss on the asian humans forehead, whispering against it in his native Samhan. He knew Yuki wouldn't understand but it was the feeling of the words, the sincerity that counted.

"Thank you."

Switching to English once more he straightened his posture and headed for the door. He wouldn't be long and just to make sure he wasn't too long he would use his vampire speed to get what he needed. Opening the door he threw his comment over his shoulder before disappearing in to the tunnels, door shutting firmly behind him.

"Try and get some rest, i will be as fast as possible."


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15 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sat May 29, 2010 8:48 am

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A soft, shuddering sigh escaped he young one as the vampire leaned over him to place a featherlight kiss to his forehead. He didn't understand what he'd said but it was soothing and he liked he way it sounded. Liked the way those lips felt against his too-warm skin. He was already starting to feel the aches and pains getting worse. But he knew a nice hot bath would help some of it. It would also hurt like hell.

He heard the door click of the door and felt a pang of nerves in his belly but he'd siad he'd be back soon. Whether or not that was a good thing still remained to be seen but for now China was his refuge. Hed been much kinder and gentler to him in the past few minutes than Mr. Hart had been the entire time he had known him. So he would trust him. And he would repay him. He would.

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16 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sat May 29, 2010 9:00 am

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Sometimes he hated the tunnels beneath the theatre, they were twisting and winding and even though he knew his way, if he wasn't payig attention he could still get lost. Now he was paying very careful attention, he had to be as fast as possible and get back to the nervous wreck known as Yuki. It would help if he bumped in to Alegro as well, the fledgling was roughly the same size as Yuki so he cuold lend him some clothes until China got the dirty and bloody clothes washed.

Reaching his office he went straight to his file cabinet and grabbed the files he needed. They were only the accounts that he needed to jot down and balance, the figures from the night were on the desk and in truth it would only take him about an hour to make sure everything tallied. Shutting the cabinet he grabbed the nights figures, a calculator and his pen from the desk before leaving his office, locking it and heading back through the tunnels. He hadn't seen Alegro but if needed, Yuki could borrow a t-shirt of his to sleep in.

Reaching his room once more he opened the door quietly and stepped inside, closing it once more. He moved over to his little desk nd switched on the lamp that was there, placing his things down before moving to the bed and checking on Yuki.

"Are you alright? Do you need anything before i get to work?Something clean to sleep in?"


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17 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sat May 29, 2010 6:40 pm

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Not even having realized he'd nodded off, Yuki jerked awake when the lamp was switched on, making a soft but startled sound in his throat. Ah. Right. He was still in China-Rose's room, he'd come back with whatever work he needed done. He lay back down with a soft groan and closed his eyes. He hadn't sat up all the way but he'd lifted enough to strain his aching body. "Sumimasen..." he mumbled sleepily then blinked. "Err... I'm sorry." Goodness he was so tired it was hard to keep his languages straight.

French and Japanese were his primary languages. His father had expected him and his mother to speak only Japanese when he was around unless they were in a public place where french was required. When he was not around, Madelaine and Koyuki would speak French to one another. So he'd grown up knowing both. He knew enough Italian to get by but he wasn't used to speaking it and China had mercifully spoken French so he'd kept up with it instead of switching to Italian. But now... now he wasn't sure what he would speak next.

Dark and drowsy eyes blinked up at the fair vampire as he peered down at him and asked after him. Well. He had already taken his shirt off, something fresh to sleep in would definitely be a good idea. Though he'd hate to bleed on anything he gave him. Ah well. He was offering. "I... I would need to wash up a little beforehand..." he said softly. "I didn't get he chance before... before I snuck away. At least just a cloth to wipe away the... blood." Lord... was he really having this discussion? It just didn't seem normal.

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18 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sat May 29, 2010 7:20 pm

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Smiling softly and resisiting the urge to laugh, China nodded slowly before heading to his closet. First he would find something for Yuki to wear and then he would get the wash cloth and, at the very least, help Yuki sit up so he could wash himself. Opening his closet, he rooted around in it for a while until he found something suitable. It was quite a hot night so only something light was needed and with a graceful hand, China picked a large t-shirt in ice blue that was quite old. There were bits of holes in it and some threads dangling from it. In truth he hardly ever wore it anymore unless he was feeling either punkish or lazy, the shirt even a little big on him.

Calmly, China walked back to the bed and lay the t-shirt next to Yuki. Unconciously he ran a hand through the dark hair of the younger male in a comforting gesture. He would have offered Yuki a bath but he had a feeling that he wouldn't make it to the bathroom and would need help. Besides, right now, he didn't think Yuki would want another male seeing him naked despite the suspicions that China had. After all it was usually the women that complimented him on his show performance, not the males.

Smiling softly to re-assure the dark haired human, he turned back around and went in to the bathroom. A soapy cloth would probably only irritate the wounds so carefully China wet the cloth with warm water and came back in to the room. Yuki would need help so with a tender touch, China sat on the side of the bed and helped him sit up. Once that was done he began to clean the boy, wounds and all before throwing the cloth in a wash basket and handing Yuki the shirt.

"Do you want me to leave the room whilst you get changed or am i alright to start on my work? I won't peek i promise."


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19 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sat May 29, 2010 7:51 pm

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The boy didn't really get the chance to glance at what had been picked out for him before he became distracted by the soothing hand running through his mussed and slightly tangled hair. In the monrning... he was definitely taking a shower. And scrubbing himself. he didn't care if it hurt, he just needed to be clean. But right now he was enjoying the gentle touches he was getting. He'd gotten so few of them in his short life.

When China left his side to fetch something from the bathroom he let his eyes wander to the shirt that had been picked out. It was old and a bit on the big side but it looked very comfy to him. It had a sort of 'lived-in' look that made it all the more inviting to him. And it looked soft. tentative fingers reached out to touch the pale blue fabric and confirmed that indeed it was soft.

And then China was back, gently and carefully helping him to sit. He'd half expected to be givenn the cloth so he could see to himself but the vampire began dabbing gently at his skin, his wounds. Cleaning him up at least from the waist up. He bit his lower lip, a nervous habit that this time caused him pain ashis lip was split from being struck earlier. He hissed in pain and groaned at his own forgetfulness.

"I... I'll need to clean the rest of me." he said quietly. He was a little embarrassed. Well. All embarrassed. And ashamed. "It's just as bad. If not worse..." he whispered. "You don't have to go, I believe you... but maybe I should go in the bathroom so I don't ruin th bedding."


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20 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sat May 29, 2010 8:16 pm

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He had expected pained noises but despite his best efforts he had still managed to hurt the youth that was sat on his bed. He was also aware that Yuki would need to clean his bottom half but wasn't sure if he would be able to manage it. Yuki did seem confident about being able to do it though so with a soft nod, China held out his hand to the boy.

It didn't take long for Yuki to take it, something China was glad about for several reasons. The main reason was that it was showing Yuki was at least starting to trust him though and as a result gave China more room to manouver when it came to the sunject of the boy being his human servant. His mannerisms were unbelieveably cute and it caused China not only to feel that tug of lust but the need to also want to protect the boy was present.

Leading Yuki to the bathroom slowly, he let the boy get himself in to a comfortable position before he disappeared to retrieve the shirt. If Yuki was cleaning up in here then he could get dressed in here as well, save him more movement than was needed and save his dignity. It was killing two birds with one stone and something China accepted without another word. Before leaving he smiled and spoke softly, the size of the bathroom making the sound echo a little around the dark oak decoration.

"I'll be right outside, just call me if you need me."

Turning on his heel, China headed out of the bathroom, closing the door gently before sitting at his desk. He would be able to hear Yuki, even if the boy whispered for help.


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21 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sun May 30, 2010 1:18 am

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Slowly and carefully he was led to the bathroom. Now that he'd had time to relax, his muscles were all kinds of sore and protested with every move he made. This was going to be... 'fun'.... As China went to go fetch the sleep shirt he contemplated just how he was going to go abuot this without causing himself further harm. Maybe start with his feet and annkles... his ankles definitely needed cleaing since they, like his wrists, were all bloodied and raw from the rope. Then he could see to h is legs and... whatever else he could reach. He knew he'd have to stand at some point and that he was not looking forward to. But he needed to be as clean as he could get himself before he'd let himself go to bed. Maybe he'd scrub his hair really quick too... just kneel over the side of the tub and wash his hair under the faucet.

He murmured a soft thanks when China returned with the shirt and gave him the shyest of smiles and a small nod before the vampire once again exited, shutting th door and leaving him to his own devices. Taking a slow, bracing breah he reached to turn on the sink, letting the water run warm and wetting the cloth he'd been given. While that soaked he pushed himself to stand and, leaning against the wall, undid his jeans and pushed them down overh his hips. He sat down again hard with a sharp groan of pain as his muscles protested but he clapped a hand over his mouth to muffle it.

Then he took the cloth and, as planned, started washing his feet and ankles. That was a bit painful because he had to hmch over to do it but it needed doing. Then his calves and shins which were a little easier and not quite so damaged as the rest of him. When he came to his thighs though he had to force himself to stand agai because the backs were going to need a lot of attention. He cleaned the fronts and the inner thighs but when he started to clean the backs he started shaking violently. He still had to clean them and his backside... and his back still since China had been kind enough to not make him move overly much while he'd cleaned him before.

He leaned against the bathroom counter with another groan and had to force himself to breathe slowly. "Ch..." he began, inteding to call for China but trailing off before he could. god this was going to be embarrassing... but he needed help. "Monsieur..." he called softly, afraid he would hear him and afraid he wouldn't. "I... I need help..."


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22 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sun May 30, 2010 1:34 am

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They had doen well that night, the takings that he had counted so far was far beyond the previous nights. Apparently word had gotten around about the latest show and it was certainly appreciated. They had made a fifty percent profit and that was before he'd even included the takings from the concessions stand of course. All he needed to do now was balance the over heads, pay the wages and what was left would be net profit for the theatre and go towards repairs, costumes, whatever the theatre needed. They had to pay their suppliers as well but it was alright, they were doing well.

Checking the clock he frowned softly and looked towards the bathroom door. Yuki had been in there for nearly half an hour and China was wondering if he had maybe collapsed. It wouldn't be impossible and really China should have just stayed and helped him but he could hear the slight shuffle of movement and the occasional pained sound. Good, he wasn't unconcious, just struggling. Why hadn't he called for help though? Slowly, China got towards his feet and moved soundlessly to the door. Should he go in? Open the door and ask if he was alright or would it seem to motherly? To invasive? He honestly didn't know and just as he was about to turn and sit back down, he heard it.

Yuki was trying to call for help, managing the first two letters of his name before trailing off and switching to French. He oviously felt more comfortable speaking that language. Silently he waited roughly thirty seconds before placing his hand on the door handle and peeking inside. Seeing the state that Yuki was in, China pushed the door open fully and stepped inside, something like pity on his face but mixed with something else. It was his first time seeing Yuki naked and despite the wounds, China could appreciate the body the boy had.

"Did you call for me? Are you alright?"

His voice was soft and re-assuring. He wouldn't hurt Yuki if he could help it.


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23 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sun May 30, 2010 3:44 am

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He didn't know why but Yuki was actually surprised when the door opened some and China peeked in. So he'd heard him. Were vammpires' ears really that good? Apparently so. He did his best to shift so that he wouldn't be flashing China-Rose when he came in but at this point he reall wasn't in a condition to worry about it. So, blushing, he nodded in answer to China's inquiry. Then shook his head to his other one. "I can't... I can't manage all of it..." he whispered breathily. "I need help..." And then he glanced over the pale vampire, noticing he was still in costume. "Won't you... won't you ruin that if you keep it on?"

He'd never done anything professional but he knew how retentive costumers and directors and such were about keeping the costumes pristine. He didn't want China to get in trouble on his account. Of course he realized that might be construed as an invitation to get naked but he really didn't want him to muss his costume. Some of his wounds were still bleeding from moving and being cleaned.


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24 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sun May 30, 2010 4:04 am

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China honestly did not care if he got flashed at that point in time. All he knew was that Yuki needed help so he was going to give it. Starting to move forwards after hearing the breathy whisper, the pale vampire stopped in his tracks and thought for a moment. Yuki was right. China probably would ruin his suit if he stayed dressed but thankfully the trousers were his own. Frowning slightly he took off his jacket and hung it on the door before his shirt followed suit. The trousers were staying on, purely so that Yuki felt comfortable.

The removal of the shirt and jacket revealed his pale chest and toned stomach. Whilst he may have died young, China had worked on his body, his strength in the last three hundred years or so in order to gain an advantage and look good. He wasn't overly muscley, just a nice six pack that suited his slender figure. Moving forwards once more he made his way to Yuki and took the cloth from the boys hands. It was quite obvious what needed washing and silently, China began to wash Yuki's back and upper thighs with a gentle hand.

"Tell me if i hurt you."

In only a matter of minutes the cloth was blood soaked and China had to re-wet it. The blood stained the sink and some splashed on to China's chest. The sight didn't raise his blood lust though, just his anger at whoever had done this to the dark haired beauty. Holding his anger in check so as not to scare Yuki, he continued with his task and finally done, handed the boy the blue shirt.

"I think you should wear that and then get some rest...."


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25 Re: The Power of the Music of the Night ((AC)) on Sun May 30, 2010 4:36 am

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politely, Yuki averted his gaze as China-Rose began to divet himself of the upper portion of his clothing. He noticed he kept the trousers though, wondering for whose sake but not daring ask. He'd caught a glimps of his torso before turning his gaze and what he'd seen he geatly admired. He was handsom and fit... and had the voice of an angel. And he was washing him... hurt as he was it was hard not to picture things turning more intimate.

A blush rose to his cheeks and he felt his body reacting even through the pain, causing him to blush more deeply in mortification. Oh god he would see! What would he say? What would he think? What would he do...? He was so wrapped up in these thoughts that he didn't even notice that he'd finished until he was handing him the shirt once again and urging him to put it on and rest.

he nodded mutely, still very embarrassed, and took hold of the shirt, lifting it over his head with some difficulty and trying to tug it on without hurting himself. He wobbled on his feet as he did so, the shirt havin fallen to cover his face and the upper part of his chest. He must have looked ridiculous... Feeling himself sway a little too far back, he gasped and prepared to feel the impact of the floor or the wall. This was going to hurt.


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