Post by charles finley. on Dec 15, 2007 18:29:07 GMT -5
Hai peoples! :D
Well, okay.
So it's almost Christmas. Joyyy. /sarcasm. And well, I thought I'd basically gather up most of the fan character couples and write oneshots with either fan character couples or show couples. I'm probably only gonna wind up having five chapters.
Each chapter represents story as the fan characters Christmas tale. It's supposed to be fluff, but like I'm any good at that. The title, "My Mistletoe" is based off the fact that Mistletoe is around Christmas a lot, and once you're under it, you've got to kiss the person you're under it with. While this only happens with one of the couples in the collection of oneshots, I figured I'd stick it around for the rest of the collection.
Besides, it's a Christmas thing. XD
I will probably switch out POVs in some stories. The chances of me doing that aren't that likely. Mostly, it will be told through one POV of either the boy or the girl. If I got your characters a bit screwed up, please forgive me.
Also, these are either going to be somewhat short or somewhat long. It really just depends on how much experience I've had on writing the character. If it's my first time, then it's probably going to be somewhat short. If I've written the characters before, then it'll probably be pretty long. It really just depends.
I'll have my little rambling rant at the beginning of each post, and then I'll have a --- thing centered if I'm adding anything on about this chapter I am posting.
... Enough of me. XD I give you the first chapter in the collection, with Alan and Sam. Nyahh. They need to become a couple soon. XD
Well, okay.
So it's almost Christmas. Joyyy. /sarcasm. And well, I thought I'd basically gather up most of the fan character couples and write oneshots with either fan character couples or show couples. I'm probably only gonna wind up having five chapters.
Each chapter represents story as the fan characters Christmas tale. It's supposed to be fluff, but like I'm any good at that. The title, "My Mistletoe" is based off the fact that Mistletoe is around Christmas a lot, and once you're under it, you've got to kiss the person you're under it with. While this only happens with one of the couples in the collection of oneshots, I figured I'd stick it around for the rest of the collection.
Besides, it's a Christmas thing. XD
I will probably switch out POVs in some stories. The chances of me doing that aren't that likely. Mostly, it will be told through one POV of either the boy or the girl. If I got your characters a bit screwed up, please forgive me.
Also, these are either going to be somewhat short or somewhat long. It really just depends on how much experience I've had on writing the character. If it's my first time, then it's probably going to be somewhat short. If I've written the characters before, then it'll probably be pretty long. It really just depends.
I'll have my little rambling rant at the beginning of each post, and then I'll have a --- thing centered if I'm adding anything on about this chapter I am posting.
... Enough of me. XD I give you the first chapter in the collection, with Alan and Sam. Nyahh. They need to become a couple soon. XD
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Oh! And just to clear a few things up.
Alan is a vampire. Ash is his tutor, seeing as he is a semi-newborn, hence the constant nagging. Sam, is a werewolf. These two are mortal enemies, yet here they are as a couple. Alan is about 16, while Sam is about 14ish.
OKAY. ENOUGH OF ME NAO.
Rating : Teen. For coarse language and a talk of some 'mature' topics at points. XDD
Disclaimer : Alan is copyrighted to Vampires.Own.Dogs™. Sam is copyrighted to Zodiac [That_dog]. All rights reserved. Ideas for the gifts they gave each other are copyrighted to Sam and Alan. Any Twilight terms do not belong to me, because I am not that creative. All rights reserved; ©
My Mistletoe
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[Alan/Sam]
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“The Leech & The Dog”
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[Alan’s POV]
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[Alan/Sam]
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“The Leech & The Dog”
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[Alan’s POV]
I never really expected things to wind up like this. I never even expected that she’d even take a true liking into me. She seemed too delicate, so fragile, and I as soon as my eyes laid on her, I knew that my life with her was going to be a never ending battle. I groaned to myself as my feet shuffled into the snow, creating bizarre patterns.
The nagging in my head never stopped. I mean, never. I understand perfectly of what she was, and what she did to my kind. But I was drawn, and she had imprinted on me. Oh sh*t. Now that would be a site to see when I tell Ash about how she imprinted on me. I can see it now, her throwing this utter b*tch fit, warning that it was way too dangerous, that I broke the treaty and a bunch of other things. My stomach felt sick. Don’t get me wrong, I love Ash like a sister, and she’s helped me through all my hellish and still to come hellish years of a vampire, but hell. She’s annoying with the ‘soul mates’ thing. My stomach was becoming uneven, and that was only because I was … honestly? I was afraid of what she’d say. She can be the world’s scariest person at points.
“Do you realize the freaking risk that you are taking by messing around with her like THAT? Oh my god, Alan! We’re mortal enemies! And yet, here you are, screwing around with her. You’re gonna get yourself, and her hurt! It rang in the back of my sub conscious constantly, and it’d never stop. “Since when do you give a d*mn about her?”, I’d fight back, having a little war with my tutor in my head. “Since you fell in love with her, Alan. Because if she gets hurt, so do you … F*ck, you’re gonna put us both through hell!” would normally be the response of my stubborn tutor. “Do you EVER stay out of my life?” My argument would be valid, stating a point that I knew wasn’t fully true. “Alan, I swear. It’s only because I care!”
Oh, what bullsh*t that was. My hand reached the edge of the door, pressing against the doorknob, opening it slightly. Her family loved me. Her family f*cking loved me. Ha! Take that, Ash. I didn’t have even the slightest regret as I felt her burning hot, steady at 108.9 degrees; arms get thrown around me into a big embrace. I gave a smile, one of my fangs showing as I did so. It didn’t matter, they knew what I was. Hell, they were just happy that she was happy. Isn’t that all that mattered anymore?
“Hey Sam,” I said, a ringing, annoying, female voice stinging me in the back of my head. “God, just shut up, already, you d*mn annoying voice!” I fought back, probably looking like a total fool, but what did I care? I saw her face light up around the bright lights of the Christmas tree as we walked towards the living room.
I greeted her parents with a warm smile on my face as her hand was latched within mine. They were welcoming, showing me no signs of hate that I’d get around someone who knew my secret. Hell, I even got glares of hate from my own tutor! But that was just because I was crossing enemy lines. Oh well. Besides, wasn’t she breaking the rules? She was dating a human that knew far too much. And yet, she still yells at ME about this. God. My face was tinted with annoyance, but it didn’t slip through as Sam led me up to her room, closing the door behind her. A wide smile was on her face as she sat down on her bed, next to me.
“Oh good lord! Please tell me you aren’t going to have sex with her … again!”
“Will you just shut up, Ash? God, I swear. You’re a total b*tch to me about this! Get over it!” I said out loud, completely startling Sam. Her dirty blonde hair was draping over her shoulders, a rare to see with her. Her green eyes looked up into my dark, almost pitch black, eyes. I was thirsty, but I wouldn’t dare harm her. I couldn’t risk it. I wouldn’t risk it. It was just too much to bear if I even made her bleed.
“Are you okay, Alan?” She asked me, looking at me with curiosity and somewhat fear. I nodded my head, pulling on a smile. “Yeah, just fine. Just a nagging voice in the back of my head, that’s all.” I let my hands carelessly stroke her hair, focusing on the white snow that was dancing around her window. “Merry Christmas,” I whispered into her ear, feeling her heartbeat incline to a steady and rapid rate.
A smile flashed across her face as she stood up, walking over to her desk. She opened the desk drawer peacefully, and pulled out a bag. I titled my head to the side, and I had this very interesting fear that it was something that involved porn. But, of course, I knew I was wrong. Even if I didn’t want to be.
“Well, last time I checked, it was only Christmas eve,” Sam said with a laugh, and a crooked smile flashed across my face. Her body sat down against her bed again gracefully, and she held out the bag to me. I took the white handles of it from her grasp and shook it carefully. Just like a kid looking for the new Spiderman toy he wanted. “Sam, is it … porn!?!” I asked her, a smirk gliding across my face from ear to ear.
“Do you know how wrong that would look if I bought you a playboy?” The smirk on my face grew wider by the second. “No, it’s not porn.” I saw her face straighten out and the smirk on my face faded as I opened the bag, feeling around for my Christmas present.
Was she sure it wasn’t porn? It felt like porn … You people know what I mean. But wait. Something was soft … and … soft, again. Maybe it was something that involved porn. But what in the hell that involved porn was so soft? I carefully took out the thing, grasping the item within my two, bitter cold, hands.
It was a plushie. A vampire one, to be exact. Actually, it was more like Dracula. It had the white face, black hair, fangs, and the cape, everything it needed to be Dracula. No wonder why it felt so soft. It was a plushie. Not porn. I was disappointed. That is, until I saw what was written across the plushie’s chest in blood.
“I love you.”
Her heartbeat was increasing to a steady rate. The rapid pulse of it moving back and forth was loud in my ear drums, and I could tell that she was scared if I liked the gift or not.
“Well?” She finally asked me, and a smile spread across my face before pulling her into a hard, stone cold hug. She gasped for fake air, and I let go of her, giving a small laugh. Sam’s face blushed ten shades of a type of red. “I love it,” I said, the smile wide across my face and one of my perfectly white fangs showing.
Her eyes sparkled with delight as I said that. I reached behind me, a fast moment, and quickly pulled out a bag similar to hers and placed it onto her lap. Sam titled her head to the side, looking at the bag.
“Does it involve Kiba?!?” A dorky grin was spread across her face. I gave a shrug, acting completely oblivious to what could possibly be her Christmas gift. “I guess you could say that. Not quite sure, though. I saw it at a porn store.” Now the dorky grin was spread across my face. I heard her laugh as she pulled out what was placed in the bag, tearing at the wrapping paper.
Oh wow. We both had basically the same idea. What losers we were.
Again, it was a plushie. Only this time, it was a dog. More so a wolf than a dog. The fake fur was a dark brown colour, and the eyes were tinted with gold and brown. Grasped around its neck was a dog collar, and stamped on the collar were the three simple, yet complex, words that said “I love you.”
Her eyes dazzled as she looked at the plushie and a smile was still wide across my face. “Oh wow. What losers we are, both of us having the same idea,” She said with a laugh, holding the plushie close to her body.
“I love it!” She proclaimed, throwing her arms around me again for a hug. I smiled. That same, annoying tone was ringing in the back of my head. Well, okay, so it was more like ‘yelling’, in the back of my head. I felt Sam’s heartbeat rush up to a high rate as I latched my hands with hers, looking deep into her flawless green eyes. My almost coal black eyes started back at her as I smelled her smell.
Her smell. Her smell was going to be the death of me. I knew it too well. One of these days, she would become the death of me.
We were silent for a few minutes, listening to the snow lash up against her window. I head her gift to me and she held hers in her hand, a comforting smile on her face. God only knows how long silence loomed over us before I spoke.
“Best Christmas yet?” I asked, a smirk on my face as my coal coloured eyes gleamed. She gave a small smile as her face became close with mine. Her scent was powerful. Way too powerful for me.
“Oh, good lord! Get those thoughts out of your head, boy!” My tutor screamed in my head, but I ignored her. Though, part of her was right. I couldn’t bite her, risk the fact that we’d both become hybrids, and have Ash scream her b*tch fit at me. However, I could kiss her. All I had to do was just flip off Ash when I talked with her next time. (A/N: … XD)
Swiftly, I placed my cold, stone hard lips against hers. I heard her heartbeat become even more rapid, producing a steady sound in my ear. Sam kissed me back not before long, and my hands wrapped around her waist, pushing her down against her bed slightly as we still stayed in the deep lip lock.
Before she could say anything, I broke apart from her, remembering that she (unlike me), needed to breathe. Sam gasped for breath as I gave a smirk. “I repeat, best Christmas yet?” I asked her again, pinning her down against her bed as I kissed her neck slowly. Sam was thrown into a giggle fit as I did this. I knew she loved it, and I knew all too well that I’d get a good answer out of her if I did this.
“Yes!” My beautiful, blonde haired, green eyed girlfriend gasped, finally gaining breath. I gave a wide smile as I kissed her lush lips again.
Everything was perfect. Yes, I still had that nagging voice in the back of my head, but I managed to block it out. Sam was happy, just glad to be away from her family’s rant about Christmas, and such like that. I was happy. One, I didn’t have that annoying voice raging in my head, and two, I was with her. Just her and me.
“Merry Christmas, Sam …”
- End Oneshot -
And for those of you who are clueless about some of the terms ::
Newborn : A bloodthirsty, new, out of control vampire. They tend to be horrible during the first few months but smooth out over time. They aren't capable of being a vampire by themselves until they have 100% full control of their thirst.
Imprinting : Basically 'soul mates'.
Imprinting : Basically 'soul mates'.
Because I'm sick of people asking me what they mean. XD
So ... like; yeah.
So ... like; yeah.
Next up is either Ash and Lewis or Ben and Leah. I've started writing both of them, so we'll just see which one comes first. XD
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