Will waited outside his house wearing jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, a
silver cross hanging on the chain around his neck. His parents had asked
him if he was going on a date, and he'd said yes.
"With a boy?"
". Oh. You know, William, Gabriel is coming by with his wife and their kids
this weekend. You should stay around and say hello." Gabriel was his most
perfect brother. He was twenty-six, and had four kids with his beautiful
wife. He was also rich. Pissed Will off to no end. After all, how was he
supposed to live up to that?
".. Great. I should go, mom."
".. Have fun."
God, he hated his life.
Quinn walked up the sidewalk, dressed casually that night. He smiled. "Am I
late?" He looked towards the kitchen window, where Will's mother was
watching through the curtains.
"No, I haven't been here long.. outside, I mean." He walked away from the
house with Quinn next to him. Should he ask him if he was a vampire? No. He
was probably just being stupid about the whole thing. If Quinn was a
vampire, he'd say something. Just in case, he had the cross on. He was
"Good. Did you have anything you wanted to do tonight?"
"Actually, there's a movie downtown that I wanted to see.. It's one of my
favorites, and they're showing it again. You know, since it's so close to
Quinn laughed. "You like those horror movies? They're usually so lame. Some
girl with big breasts runs around and then usually some girl with smaller
breasts stops the killer."
"And then corn syrup and food-coloring to make it look like blood."
"Exactly. Or cherry kool-aid.." Quinn agreed, and slipped his hand into
Will's.. He was wearing gloves that night, so the coldness of his skin
wasn't as noticeable. "Well, what movie did you have in mind?"
"Interview with the Vampire." He said calmly. Quinn paled faintly.
"Oh. Well.. That's different. Sure. Tom Cruise." He purred throatily,
making Will giggle softly.
"I think I've seen it a thousand times. " Will reached in his wallet to pay
for his ticket, but Quinn had already put money on the counter.
"Two for Interview, please." He smiled at Will and took the tickets. "You
don't honestly believe that I'd make you pay on a date that I asked you out
"I haven't really been on any real dates." Will admitted, following him to
the theatre and sitting down. Quinn sat down next to him and squeezed his
"Now you have."
As the movie went on, Will kept looking over at Quinn, who looked faintly
pained. When Claudia and her new 'mother' were killed, he saw a definite
look of fright in Quinn's eyes. Maybe he -was- right. "You okay?" He
whispered. Quinn nodded, smiling weakly.
"Just fine." He whispered back. "Kind of creepy."
He was tense for the rest of the movie, and Will could feel his hands
shaking sometimes. Something was definitely up. Once the movie was over,
Quinn led Will out of the theatre. He was nervous - did Will suspect
something? Was that why they went to that movie? No. Couldn't be.
"I'll walk you home." He pulled Will close, determined not to give himself
away. Not yet, anyway. He couldn't risk it and drink from Will again
tonight, either. It'd felt so good to feel someone give themselves into it.
Sighing, he led Will to the front door.
"Are you going to kiss me again?"
"On our next date." You're too weak for another kiss. Without waiting, Will
moved up to Quinn and kissed him deeply on the lips, not caring that people
were watching them.
Oh. -That- kind of kiss.. Quinn thought, embarrassed. He ran his fingers
through Will's hair, smiling. That was nice too. He pulled back and pressed
his lips to Will's cheek. "I'll see you soon?"
"Why don't I meet you at your place?"
".. All right." There's nothing incriminating there. Why not? He wrote the
address on Will's hand and smiled. "Here. I'll see you around six?"
"That sounds great.." Will grinned, jogging inside. His brother and sister-
in-law were already inside, sitting on the couch and talking with Will's
parents. Inwardly, he cringed. "Oh.. Gabe, Amanda.. Hi."
"Hey there, little brother. Mom says you had a hot date." He smirked.
Will's cheeks turned impossibly red.
"We're just looking at Gabriel's old high school yearbook." Amanda smiled
at him and patted the seat next to her. Will had to admit - he liked her.
She seemed decent. Weird how she was married to Will's brother, of all
people. He looked over at the page, eyes widening.
"Wait, wait.." He stopped Gabriel from turning the page.. There he was.
Quinn.. Quinn and. his twin brother. ".. Wha.. Him.."
"Oh.. Him. Yeah, his brother Mitch was on the football team with me.. Good
guy. He disappeared when I was still in school. "
"I remember that." His mother gasped. "That was horrible.. They never found
the body.. His poor parents."
".. I'm pretty tired, mom. I'm gonna go to bed. "
"Don't sleep in - we're going out for breakfast as a family."
".. Great. Night.." He walked upstairs and went onto his computer, closing
his bedroom door.. Going into a search engine, he typed in the name he saw
in the yearbook downstairs. Quinn Harrison. Disappeared, presumed dead.. Oh
god. So he was either dating a ghost or a vampire. Couldn't be a ghost,
because he could feel Quinn.. So. Quinn was a vampire. And now he had
proof. ..sort of, anyway. He'd get the rest of his proof the next day.
After breakfast, he'd sneak away and pay Quinn a visit. He wasn't lunch, no
In the morning, after he'd put up with his sickenly sweet nieces and
nephews and the feeling of being the family disappointment, he hurried out
of there, and went to the address Quinn had given him. It was a nice place
- quiet, and Will noticed right away that all the windows were completely
He frowned and checked the door, and was surprised to find that it was
open. For a vampire, Quinn didn't seem to care about robbery, and Will
found out why when he walked in. There was basically nothing. A tv, a
couch, a lamp.. Nothing much at all. The bedroom was upstairs, and as Will
climbed the stairs, there was a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach.
What if Quinn wasn't as nice as he seemed to be? What if Will got eaten? He
didn't want to be lunch. Or dinner. Shakily, he turned the doorknob, and
swallowed, seeing Quinn lying in the huge bed, almost completely covered by
blankets. One hand was curled lightly in the pillow beside him. Will walked
over to the windows. If Quinn wasn't a vampire, then he'd just be grouchy.
If he was.. Well, Will wasn't exactly sure what would happen.
With a tug, he yanked the rope for the curtains, pulling them open and
sending sunshine barreling down on Quinn. There was a faint curl of smoke
coming from the bed, and his body began to twitch. His eyes snapped open,
and with a cry, he looked at Will, yanking the covers up over himself.
"Wh.. what the hell are you doing?!" He yelled, voice hoarse. "C.. Close
Oh god. He was right. He took a step back, and closed the curtains,
shaking. "..You.. you're a vampire."
There was no other sound in the room except for Will's heavy breathing, and
Quinn's quiet whimpers of pain. He pulled himself out from under the
covers, shaking. ".. And.. i.instead of asking me.. you decided to kill
"Better you than me." He swallowed. "You lied to me!"
"I did not." He shivered, looking directly at him. Part of his face was
badly burnt, and his hand was just as bad. "I never said I wasn't a
vampire, William." Slowly, the skin began to heal itself. "Relax. I won't
"How.. long have you been a vampire?" He asked, still frightened.
"Not long. I'm very young.. Can I ask how you figured it out?"
"My brother's yearbook.. your name was in it."
Quinn grinned lopsidedly. "Wasn't me."
"You can sit down, Will. I won't eat you."
Hesitating, Will sat down, and blinked. ".. the burns are all gone."
"I heal fast.. The yearbook picture wasn't me."
"What do you mean?"
"I skipped - my brother went into the bathroom, changed clothes, and
pretended to be me.. " He laughed. "Mom was so pissed when she found out.."
A sad look came into his eyes, and he sighed. "I miss them."
"Is your family still alive?" Something in him was telling him that Quinn
was telling the truth and wouldn't hurt him. He might've just been an
idiot, but he trusted Quinn.
Pained, he shook his head. "My parents died a few years ago.. and my
brother.. I don't know. I can't go see him. What would I say?"
".. Yeah, you're right."
"You're the first person I've really talked to since I died."
"Did it hurt?" Will asked quietly. Quinn shook his head.
"It was just.. closing your eyes and .. waking up, everything was
different. Brighter.. I could hear everything that was going on, and I was
so hungry that I felt like I was going to die." Quinn laughed weakly at the
irony of it all. Sighing, he lay back down on the bed, and turned his eyes
on to Will's face. ".. Will you stay with me? I'm so tired of sleeping
alone.. I promise not to hurt you.."
Will hesitated, but nodded and lay himself down next to Quinn, watching him
carefully. He felt so cold.. Considering part of him had been on fire not
too long ago. "..Did you bite me before?"
There was an awkward silence. "Yes." Quinn admitted. "I didn't take much. I
was just really hungry." He closed his eyes. "Sorry."
".. It's okay.. it didn't hurt.." Will responded. Quinn gave him a tiny
smile and fell asleep. Curiously, Will slipped his finger near Quinn's
lips, and touched the two ivory fangs that had sank into Will's neck not
too long ago. He gently kissed Quinn's forehead and lifted the blanket back
up to cover him.
When he left the house, he felt a sudden urge to head to the graveyard.
Maybe it was just seeing the pain in Quinn's eyes when he mentioned his
family, but he just had to see the grave. On the way, he picked up a small
bouquet of flowers to lay on the grave - just so he didn't feel guilty. His
mother had always taught him to lay flowers - that way, other people could
see how much the visited people were loved. It didn't make sense to Will,
but.. eh, better to please her than to listen to her nag all day.
He arrived at the grave and searched through the rows until he found the
one he was looking for - there was someone knelt in front of it, and it
only took Will a second to realize who it was.
Mitchell gave a soft sigh and set down a rose on the earth. "I miss you."
He murmured, looking pained. Sometimes he could still sense that Quinn was
alive, or nearby, but his grief counselor when he was younger had said that
it happened a lot when someone you loved a lot died. It was different. They
were twins, they had a special bond..
And then, when he'd seen Quinn at his parents' grave.. He knew it was him.
It wasn't a ghost, it was Quinn.. Mitch was sure of it. How, he wasn't
sure, but.. it was probably just something stupid, like his subconscious
The girls were all grown up now, and living in different cities, so Mitch
didn't see much of them. They all wanted to get the hell away from this
place, but Mitch had a job here, and he just couldn't abandon his parents
and his twin.
".. Happy birthday, Quinn." He whispered, voice choking. God, this used to
be a happy day. Now it just reminded him that he was alone. The sound of
leaves crackling behind him made him jump, and he turned around. "..
".. I didn't mean to scare you." Will said. So this is what Quinn would've
looked like if he hadn't been a vampire.. He was still really hot. Will
lay down the flowers on Quinn's grave, earning a very confused look from
". You knew my brother?"
"Yeah.. you were on the football team with my brother Gabe Bannister.."
"Oh.. I think I remember him.. it's been a long time.."
"I got dragged to games, and Quinn said hello to me.. He was nice.. "
Mitchell smiled wanly. "Yeah, he was great.."
"I bet you miss him a lot.." Will frowned. Mitch nodded. "Sorry if I
reopened any old wounds."
"It's fine.. I'm okay.. It's been ten years now. "He brushed the grass off
of his legs. "I didn't catch your name."
"Mitchell." He shook Will's hand. "Good to meet you."
"Do you have plans for dinner tonight?" Will asked. Mitch blinked, and
shook his head. "Well, why don't you come by? I have the old yearbooks, and
we can have pizza. I don't have anything else to do, it'd be nice not to
He hesitated. ". Uh.. I don't know.."
Will wrote down the address. "Just come by if you change your mind.. it was
really nice to meet you."
Will smiled at him and jogged off. That wasn't bad for improv. He snuck
back into Quinn's place and curled up with him, even managing to fall
asleep. He'd been up most of the night worrying whether or not Quinn was a
vampire or not. Now that the question was settled, he could rest..
The sun went down, and slowly, Quinn rose from the bed, yawning and looking
at the sleeping boy beside him. He was about to lean down to get a little
drink when there was a knock at the door. Confused, he went downstairs,
yawning, and opened the front door.
Mitchell stared in surprise and fright. "..Quinn."
Quinn's face registered the same emotions. ". M..Mitchell." He took a step
back. How in the hell did his brother find him?
"..You're alive." He was still befuddled as to how Quinn still looked
Will walked downstairs, catching sight of the two brothers. A million
thoughts ran through his head, but all he could come up with was a meek