Author Warnings: Okay, this is a two-chapter story. This chapter is generally smut-free, but the second one is...dark. Very much so. Almost S/M, and possibly rape (depending on how you view the relationship between the two)... This chapter is easier on people that do not like the above-mentioned things, but it DOES contain yaoi (they are both boys)! So, please, no flames about THAT. You are welcome to criticize .

Mine. Please, do not copy (not as if you would actually want to, but I have to say it).

Sleep. Sleep, my pretty child. Consume yourself in the world of petty dreams and hopes and let me come to you, trampling over them.

Ah, but you are afraid. Staring into the darkness, not daring close your eyes. Are you searching for me, love? But sleep, then, let the peace of death steal over you and let me in.

I cannot wait to feel your terror, your helplessness.

Yes, that is right. Do not fight – you cannot win my darling, have you not learned yet? I will posses you completely. You cannot run from me, not from me.

Mmm, I can feel you now. Almost there, almost completely in my reach. What takes you so long? Do not be afraid of the shadows, child, be afraid of me. Can you feel me too, angel? Can you sense my tainted fingers trailing over your soul, pulling you into me?

You lost again, darling, as you are once again gasping in my embrace. Cold, is it not? It is always so cold in here, so desperately lonely. Not anymore, as I have you to share my horrors with, and it will be long till down.

Love me gently, child, as only you can. Understand my terrifying love for you, as I leave a trail of deep red marks on your cheeks. Yes, cry for me. Cry for me tears of blood.

Do you feel me, angel? My kisses, do they burn you innocent skin? Do they disgust you; do they love you as I do? Can you sense the bitterness of my soul? Can you hear it pounding in my heart over your own sweet cries?

No, no help will come here, child. No one will save you from me, as I will not let you go. Only with your touch does the darkness finally recede from my soul, and I will not let you go for that your kindness.

Ah, how bitter-sweet your tears are. How you convulse in my grasp, how you writhe. Be quiet, my love. Feel my presence smother you and forget your tears. Welcome me.

Your eyes open, terror-filled and huge, beckoning me and enticing me even more, feeding me with your fear. Do you not know you will find no pity in me? I only want to love you, my precious. But love does border ah so closely with hate.

I hate your innocence, angel. I hate your kindness, the softness of your touch, the gentleness of your voice. I hate you so much that I can barely restrain myself to wait until you fall asleep and not grab you in the open daylight, in front of the whole world bathed in light, and tear your soul into shreds, consume you as my own so no one would be able to lay eyes on you.

For you are mine, you know.

Yet as I became one with you each night, my heart fills with love for you and your cries, your tears, the sweet pleads falling from even sweeter lips. And I forget all of my anger and loose myself into you, for once pure and loved. Hated. Noticed.

You are the only one that sees me, beautiful.

The only one that touches me, the only one that feels me, the only one that hears me breathe dark promises in your ears. Ah, fake all you want, darling, in the pure daylight in front of a world that expects so much, but when darkness comes, bare your mind to me. You need not pretend for me, child, for it is my taint that seeps under your skin every night. My breath ghosting over your face now. My sins intertwining with yours this very moment. No, ours. You and me, mine and yours. Together. Nothing can take you from me.

Ah, but how I love you. How I hate you. How I need you.

And when the time comes, we will stand together, naked, in front of our final judge.

But let me love you now. Let me kiss the pearly tears away from your face, let me keep our dreams from separating while I still can. For dawn is on its way, and it will steal you away from me, quick and unforgiving.

But I will be waiting for you, child, probing your mind and grasping at your heart while your fake smile greets the world tomorrow. I will whisper and laugh and pound in your soul until you look over your shoulder at every corner, until you investigate every shadow for a trace of my presence. Until I have you again at night, in my grasp, sobbing for relief.

But for now, let you lie under me and cry. Let you snarl and curse and claw at me. Let you be true in your fear and anger, let you not hide a lie in your eyes as you smile.

Keep those lies for the morning, darling, and let me love you now.

Also, he referrs to the boy as "child," but not because he is THAT young. Certainly not a child.

...Reviews are always welcome. :)