Dawning Midnight

"Give me a shot to remember

And you can take all this pain away from me

A kiss and I will surrender

The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead."

Gerards POV

The next few days went by uneventful. Mikey didn't ask any questions about that night and where I went from the bar thankfully, so I didn't have to lie about it.

I sat in my room, scanning outside. I watched the wind tear through the tops of the trees, pulling on the leaves who clung onto their branches for dear life. I watched the wind completely rip the leaves off, singling out ones as it desired, and watched them fall to the ground, to become decaying matter. To become nothing. I didn't move even when I heard Mikey had entered.

"You could knock, you know." I muttered.

"Sorry. We're going to Ray's in a few for a party." Mikey said.

"Okay, have fun." I said nonchalantly.

"We, as in us, as in brothers. You and I." Mikey seemed frustrated. "can't you just please act like a brother for once? Look, I'm sorry I'm not a vampire like you, it's not like I chose to be human."

I felt guilt gnaw at me, and I turned to face him. "Sorry." I muttered.

"Please, come?" He pleaded.

"Fine." I muttered, without even thinking about the fact Frank could be there. I was just upset I'd be with a bunch of humans. A bunch of humans with tempting scents.

"Thank you Gee!" Mikey hugged me quickly, smiling. "Okay get ready!"

I felt happy at his gleeful attitude, and I smiled at him as he left my room.

I threw on some clothes, whatever I could find. I picked out a black shirt and a black leather jacket, along with some tight black jeans and black leather boots. I applied some black eyeliner, and laughed at myself. I looked like such a gothic teenage boy.

I headed downstairs, smiling at Mikey, who was already finding the keys for the truck. He was wearing a gray jacket, with a white t-shirt under it and dark blue jeans, with black converse. His glasses were on the tip of his nose as usual, and his blonde hair in its usual hair style.

"You ready?" I asked.

Mikey nodded. "Yup. Lets go."

We headed outside, Mikey tossing me the keys as I headed into the driver's seat. I turned on the car and pulled out.

It wasn't until then it dawned on me that Frank could actually be there. I wanted to slap myself. I could I forget? I didn't want to encounter him again at all. I took a quick glance at Mikey, who seemed awfully excited. I knew I couldn't just say I was going. This was one of the first few times I was going to a party with him, and he was usually afraid to go by himself.

I pulled up to Rays, sniffing the air for any sign of werewolf. But I smelled nothing. I hopped out of the car, relieved that I couldn't smell Frank.

"You okay? You seem worried." Mikey arched an eyebrow at me.

"I'm just not very good around people." I laughed. That wasn't a lie.

"Ah, I understand. It's okay, I'll make sure you don't and kill any of the guests." Mikey laughed.

I laughed as we walked inside. The smell of human was very overwhelming, and my throat burned, as I had a crave for the taste of human blood, an addiction I thankfully have yet to get myself into, thanks to my father. There were about 15 people here, I could smell it.

Ray greeted us with a warm smile, a beer in his hand. He gave us a quick hug. "Hey guys! I'll take your coats." I told him we were fine, and we nodded. "Too cool to take your coats, huh?" He laughed. "Get it? too cool?"

I rolled my eyes, Ray was obviously drunk. "Yeah, very funny Ray." I muttered.

Ray walked away, and I headed for a beer myself.

I paused as I noticed a new scent mingling with the human scent. I inhaled deeply, smelling, of course, Frank.

I saw him walk past me, and he didn't look at me. I stared after him as he headed into the bathroom.

God, how I hoped I wouldn't have to talk to him.

The first hours of the party went by pretty much uneventful. There were a lot of drunk people, and I didn't see Frank most of the party.

But as time went by, the more and more people got drunk.

That's when the party changed. Someone fell, knocking over a vase, which shattered around him. He gasped in pain as the glass pierced his skin.

I smelled the tang of blood in the air, my vampire instincts telling me to kill him right now. Mikey was at my side in seconds, while everyone stared.

"Are you okay Gerard?" Mikey whispered.

I was staring at the boy, fighting back the urge to attack him.

"Gerard," Mikey said loud. "Why don't you get the First Aid kit?"

Ray nodded. "Good idea."

I headed up the stairs, fighting back the thirst.

I groaned when I realized the bathroom was occupied. I knocked loudly.

The door opened, and, of course, it was Frank.

"What do you want, blood sucker." he growled suddenly.

"I need the first aid kit, mutt." I muttered. "Nothing else."

"Aww, did you bite one of those fuckers down there and need to bandage them up?" Frank smirked.

"Shut up." I hissed.

"Make me." Frank glared at me.

"You stupid mutt I'll..I'll.."

"Kill me?" Frank laughed.

I was getting more and more frustrated now. I shoved him out of the way to get through.

Frank must have taken that the wrong way, as a threat I presume, because he shifted and launched himself at me, snarling.

I had no other choice but to defend myself. I tore through flesh, feeling the tang of his blood yet again soak through my tongue. I grabbed his scruff and tossed him into the wall of the bathroom. This made a terribly loud banging noise, since Frank was a heavy wolf.

Yelping, he tried to stand up, only to fall again.

"Gerard? What is going on in there?" I heard Ray call up to me.

Panicking, I grabbed the first aid kit, about to run out when Ray appeared by the door.

"Oh my God, Gerard, are you okay? Your mouth is bleeding!" Ray gasped.

I thought Ray would have fainted when he saw a wolf in his bathroom, so I turned around, almost gasping as I realized Frank seemed to have disappeared. I looked back at Ray and licked my lips, realizing I had Franks blood on them. Fuck, I needed an excuse for this. Think Gerard, think.

"Sorry, I slipped and fell and must have hurt myself. I'm okay though." Yes, that was a good excuse. I handed him the first aid kit.

Ray was a little unsure, but he didn't argue. "okay…" He blinked, and left the bathroom.

I turned around, Frank coming from his hiding place. He was now in his human form, and he had crouched and took shelter in the bathtub, out of view from Ray.

"You." I hissed, grabbing him by the shoulder and throwing him into the wall. My anger was now uncontrollable, my vampire instincts kicking in.

Frank could tell I was furious, and I caught fear in his eyes as he started backing away towards the door. I launched myself at him, and dodged, but I was now blocking the stairs. I smirked.

"Whatcha gonna do now, flea bag?" I snarled.

He was very uncomfortable at this disadvantage, backing away from me. I followed him slowly, ready to rip his neck off his body.

I don't know if I would have actually killed him, because at that moment he ran off into Ray's room, jumping out his open window.

I ran after him, jumping out the window and tackling him.

Frank morphed into his wolf form, snarling. He threw me off of him, knocking me to the ground. I tried to scramble up, but he grabbed my shoulder and threw me onto the ground again like a rag doll.

I thought he was going to kill me, when all of a sudden a group of four boys headed towards us.

"Aww, looks like the leech and mutt traveled a little far from home."

Frank's eyes were wide from fear, and I understood why.

They were vampire and werewolf hunters.

I stood up, turning around to run, but we were now surrounded. There were about eight of them, and being caught in fighting Frank and I didn't notice them coming to us.

One of them drew a gun, and aimed for Frank.

Frank launched himself at one of the hunters, throwing him aside. I tried to run after him, but one of the hunters punched me in the face with full force.

I fell to the ground, and he pulled out a wooden steak. I couldn't see his face, and I was thankful he couldn't see mine either. I was petrified as I lay there paralyzed. I saw him raise the steak.

I closed my eyes.

Franks POV

Driven by pure anger, I launched myself at the boy who had pinned Gerard to the ground. My teeth sunk in his shoulder and I threw him off, hearing his screams as he fell to the ground with a sickening crunch.

Not even looking at the boy, I leaned my head down to Gerard, and nuzzled him. He opened his eyes, the shock apparent in his eyes. I pushed him forward, and he jumped up and the two of us shot into the woods.

I heard a gunshot come from behind us, and I knew what was coming even before it hit, so I braced myself. A bullet shot through my shoulder. I yelped in pain and staggered a bit, but quickly regained balance. I was praying to God it wasn't a silver bullet. I limped as I ran, but I didn't slow down.

I thought about how terrible it was I saved Gerard. If anyone found out, I'd be screwed. A shiver went down my spine. I had no idea what punishment I would receive, but it wouldn't be good. I needed to make sure that the incidents between Gerard and I remained secret.

"You're hurt Frank, you really need to rest." Gerard broke the silence, forcing me to surface from my thoughts. I felt overwhelming pain in my shoulder while we ran, and I decided to slow down, going into a trot. Gerard slowed to a walk.

I morphed into my human form, panting. I collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

Gerard sat beside me. "Thanks, Frank. For saving me."

"Yeah, don't get used to it." I grinned at him.

My stomach dropped as he smiled back at me. Never before had I seen anyone with such an adorable smile. I continued to stare into Gerard's eyes, and it took a lot of effort to bring myself to tear my eyes away from Gerard's gaze.

"Frank? You're still, uh, hurt." Gerard pointed to where I had been shot. I forgot, the bullet was lodged inside of me.

"Oh.." I whispered.

"I need to help you." Gerard moved towards me.

I backed away. "No..I'll be fine." Why did he want to help me?

"Frank, you're already healing around it, and that's bad. You'll have a limp for the rest of your life like that." Gerard sighed.

"Fine." I grumbled, still unsure of why he wanted to help me.

He moved towards me, and his hands touched my shirt. "I need to remove this."

I nodded. "Okay." I helped him remove my shirt.

I looked at Gerard, and he was staring at my torso. I blushed a little bit, and looked away.

He too began to blush, and then his hands touched my bare shoulders, and my heart skipped a beat. His cool hands moved towards my neck…

I suddenly gasped in pain, jerking my shoulder away from Gerard's touch. "Fuck that hurt!" I gasped. He had touched right where I had been hit.

"Sorry. Now that I know where it is…" Gerard lowered his head, studying the part of my shoulder that was injured. "I need to cut it open and remove the bullet…" He whispered.

I swallowed. "Okay, do it then."

Gerard hesitated for a moment, and I understood why. If he tasted too much of my werewolf blood, he might want to continue sucking it until I was drained of life.

I looked up at him, wondering if he'd actually do it. I was relieved when he looked at me and he shook his head. "I'll do it." He announced, bring his lips to my shoulder.

I braced myself for the immense amount of pain.

Gerards POV

I tore through Frank's flesh, his blood soaking into my mouth. I heard him scream in pain, and once I bit deep enough I tried to remove my mouth from his shoulder. I told myself to move away, but my muscles weren't responding. I was sucking his blood, and sucking it quickly. I panicked, trying to tear myself from him. Frank was screaming, and I thanked God we were in the middle of nowhere. Come on Gerard, let go. I thought. Frank is going to die if you continue to suck his blood…let go…let go… let go… Finally, I was able to gain total control of my body and tore my mouth away, gasping.

Frank was whimpering, and I quickly used my hands to remove the small yet deadly bullet from Frank.

I dropped the bullet on the ground and pushed the two pieces of cut skin together. I held it there for a moment, and watched as the werewolf blood took over, healing Frank within seconds. Frank continued to whimper.

I moved over, and showed Frank the blood-stained bullet. He smiled, and held it in his hands. "Thanks." he said.

"No problem." I hoped he had no idea I had almost killed him.

"Thank God it wasn't silver." Frank whispered.

"They were probably aiming for me, since I'm more of a threat." I sighed. It was the truth.

He looked up at me, his hazel eyes shining, and I could swear they looked at me with sympathy. He then returned his gaze to the bullet.

I watched him, admiring how hot he looked shirtless. Just seeing him like this made me feel so…weird around him. I had never been in love before, but I knew this had to be the feeling. I knew I was falling for Frank. I knew this was probably the worst thing that could possibly happen. How could I fall in love with my enemy?

Frank looked up at me. "We should probably get back to Ray's."

"How can we go back? Those hunters were obviously at Ray's party." I pointed out.

"True…" Frank frowned. "Well then I guess we'll just have to go home."

"I'm not sure if going straight home is a good idea, what if the hunters track us?" I looked at him.

"I've got an idea." Frank stood up. "Follow me."

I jumped up, and Frank morphed into his wolf form. His ears perked towards the left, and he began running that way.

Having no idea where I was going, I followed Frank as I fast as I could, sniffing the air to try and identify where Frank was taking me to.

Finally Frank stopped at a small stream. He poked it with his paw, and barked, looking at me.

"So, we cover ourselves in water to rid our scent from the hunter's dogs, and then walk through the stream so they can't follow paw prints?" I said, trying to guess Franks plan.

Frank nodded his head, and jumped into the water. He splashed me as he ran by. He then spun around and raised his hind quarters, and barked, as if challenging me.

I giggled, and threw water at him. "Vampires are the best at swimming." I announced.

Frank growled playfully at me, and swiped water in my face with his heavy paw, and began to hop rocks as quickly as he could to get away from me.

"Oh no you don't!" I launched myself at him, grabbing his paws and he tripped, causing us both to fall into the water. He lay on top of me, and I looked up at him. I thought I could see a grin on muzzle. He licked my face.

I felt my heart quicken, and the world seemed to freeze. I stared into his eyes, which now looked at me with a different expression then what I usually saw. Usually they were full of anger or fear, but this time, they stared back at me with a different emotion.

Suddenly Frank hopped off of me, and landed on a rock behind me, looking back at me. There was no question about it, he was smiling. His tongue hung out of his mouth while he panted, and scraped his paw on the rock, telling me to follow.

I stared after him, smiling. Why did everything he did have to be so…adorable?

I jumped up, and we ran down the stream for the rest of the night, until we said our good-byes and departed to return home.

I remember falling asleep peacefully for the first time in a long time that night.