HAHAHAHAHA! You guys read this it is soo funny! I got it off NAo's Fan girls!
It is called "Once Upon A Time" You should go check this girls out. Anyways..
It was 2 AM, the guys were exhausted from rehearsing all night so they called it quits and Nao was on the way to his car when he noticed he forgot his laptop at the studio. He went back to get it, when suddenly he heard someone scream in the room next to the studio. He quickly stopped moving, and turned his attention to the door beside him. The drummer felt as if his heart had stopped beating from witnessing the horror before him. As he stood in front of the doorway staring into the room, he couldn't believe what he saw, a man...holding a girl and biting her neck as blood dripped down her chest. The other thing that made him chip after breath was that he knew this man. Was a very important person for him. Someone who never would do that.
"You said you would never lay a finger on her..." whispered Nao.
The shadowy figure shifted his eyes towards the drummer boy near the entrance of the blood-stained room. Tora dropped the body onto the cold tiles as he snarled...
"NANDE?!" Nao screamed as he clenched his fists. He began walking towards Tora, preparing his arm to hit him. Suddenly an arm appeared from behind and wrapped his neck. "That's a no-no, Pooh-boy."
Nao grabbed the arm around his neck and tried to twist his way out, but then Tora helped the man pin his arms behind his back.
"We've talked about this before, Nao. Your sad behavior is nothing but treachery to the clan." Saga grinned.
As Nao continued to fight Saga's grip, Tora approached until he was just inches away from his face and Nao could see the two different eye colors Tora possessed.
"Love is the most refined form of madness...Is it not?" Tora grinned.
Nao's mind was shattered. The curse haunted his soul. It seemed like only yesterday he had been bit, and was given this torment, this plague in his blood. He looked at the dead woman for the last time. The mixture of blood and tears was all his doing and forever that stain will follow him.
Nao's rage was boiling in him, mixing and churning together with all his fear. The feeling was so intense that he felt cold sweat coursing down his cheek. "Scared, are we, pooh-boy?" Tora taunted as Saga burst into a menacing laugh. As Nao was being dragged out of the room, he closed his eyes and prayed. But who can he pray to? God did not forgive sinners.
When he opened his eyes, he was on his knees and hands, in a different room, alone...No...He wasn't alone...There was someone else in the room with him. Nao blinked several times and tried to focus, the dark shadow in front of him was approaching slowly and all Nao could hear was the sound of heels hitting the floor.
"Clik...clik..." the ominous sound came closer. Nao could stand it no more. "Who the hell are you?" He asked, breath ragged and heart thumping loudly against his ribcage.
"Have you forgotten me already? How sad. Your pitiful state disgusts me, dear Nao."
".....Shou? Is that really you?" Nao stuttered. It had been almost 8 years since they last saw eachother. He still remembered Shou's ghostly face from that time. After what happened, their friendship was no more but a memory.
"But of course!" Shou laughed menacingly. "Don't i LOOK like shou? or is your damned mind just so.....deranged that you've forgotten?" Shou lunged forth suddenly, giving Nao a shock. He continued, his face mere inches away from Nao's. "I'll have you know that i kinda expected better of you, nao..."he trailed off, slapping Nao's head slightly. Nao's breathing was irregular and shallow. "Must....stay....calm....." He thought to himself, to no avail
Aweeee, is our beloved Pooh-Chan scared?? Hiroto hissed into Nao's ear. "Serves you right, weak loser" Hiroto pinched Nao's neck hard. He then pulls Nao's collar and harshly banged his head against the cold tiles. The impact could have killed a normal man but not a single drop of blood was spilled.
"Tsk, such a disgrace." Hiroto taunted. Tora and Saga entered just then, and soon the four were brutally beating poor Nao up...
***
The night has never felt so long. So cold. So calm. Alone in a locked cell, Nao could not do anything but blame himself for the misfortunes. Burying his wet cheeks into his icy, pale hands. Nothing could hold back his tears as he thought back to how it used to be when everything was still perfect...
Shou lost his family and we will take care of him from now on. We will be his second family. He is six just like you! Be a good friend to him, Nao. Be a good brother. Alright?
"Mother... If only you had abandonned him..."
Suddenly, Nao found a tall, lanky figure standing before him. His dark pupils staring at him through the cell bars. He squatted down to become eye level with the bruised drummer who's wounds were rapidly healing by this time.
"S...Saga?"
"Fool." Saga gripped a bar, feeling bitter than a creature like Nao would be reduced to that condition. "I expected a riposte from you. Yet you didn't react and was beating up like a dog."
How he remembered the times when he actually smiled. When the girl of his dreams had entered his life, everything had been great. But then, the higher the climax, the harder the fall. When he thought he'd had everything, he'd been bitten and gotten inflicted with the disease. The others were jealous, and soon...
...at thesheer memory of the lifeless body, Nao flinched, and his tears flowed freely in the subliminal temperature.
"Sa....ga...." Nao whispered. "Why all this torment, all of a sudden?" He croaked lifelessly.
"Because you're a godbedamned weakling, fool." Saga changed to Tora. Nao was imagining things...he gasped. Suddenly the four were around him, closing in, taunting, holding the weapons designed to kill off their kind, weapons invented by mortals...
...then She appeared, her back towards him.
"Tsu...ki..." Nao rasped, unaware that all this was inside his head.
"I'm not Tsuki." The harsh voice grated, and she turned towards him. So perfect, porcelain skin flawless. Large, bottomless enigmatic pools that were her eyes glared at him menacingly, turning a bright red.
"You're not Tsuki!" He gasped. "Her eyes were black!"
"Of course I'm not...she's the night moon, and I'm the red moon."
"NOO!!!!!!!" Nao screamed his lungs out.
"Think he'll come out of it soon?" Tora glanced over at Nao yelling away like a madman.
"Not likely, Tora." A bemused Shou smirked evilly.
"We still have time to bide. The moon will be out soon. Then he will awaken." Saga said. "And we will call upon Hiroto, the slayer......." Canine fangs emerged as thin, blood-red lips of Saga's parted in a sinister smile.
when I read this I went WOW! Thess girls have some really weird story , but they write with such accuracy! They get so much credit for this awesome story! You go girls!