A/N: My first fiction press story ever. Yay.

Warning: Shounen-ai, or should I say homosexual themes? Whatever really….this is a weird story XD don't kill me please.

Just Some Inspiration

Human's nature of trusting far too easily never ceases to amaze me. I do not know why and how they exactly acquired this trait, nor will I ever come to understand it…but more than feeling puzzled and irritated with this stupid trait, I am thankful for it. Before, I never really learned how to trust anyone fully, and even then the littlest of trust I gave to anyone had an equal feeling of anxiety and fear burning inside of me. I believed that I lived to betray, and I trusted not even myself.

Who would trust someone- something…something such as me? Me who is undying…me who does not know my origin, my age nor my race, who would trust me? When I opened my eyes and awaken in this world filled with humans, humans and mortal humans I knew that believing in anything and anyone would be fruitless. No one knows where I came from and no one knows why I still am me today. They said I was an angel, but I don't believe in anyone called God. Some said I was the devil, but I know for certain that the mere acts that humans regard as the devil's acts would never satisfy me- I do not find joy in vile thoughts and actions. I most certainly am not a vampire, or a werewolf, or an undead ghost. I am something, something unknown to this world…that's what I am. The only thing I am sure of is that I am not a human, and I do not trust myself enough to find out exactly what I am. I didn't need to know, and I didn't want to know.

I have been alive for who knows how long… I have watched humans grow and how their world changed and how it dramatically continues to change, be it beliefs, technology and history. While the world continues to revolve and time ticks away, I keep myself in a standstill and lived my life in complete monotony. That was before I found him. Before, I did not loathe human interaction. What I loathed with it was getting attached to them and continually betraying them after. I betrayed countless of human friends; I gave them a name that wasn't mine, an age that I have passed years and years ago and a life story that I wish could have happened and then as if that wasn't enough, I would just disappear. I would disappear before they even begin to wonder why I never for even a moment changed. I lived to betray the people that have come to love me and treat me as a friend…and in my own way; I have loved them as well. I am grateful for these humans' trust. This trust of theirs allowed me, even for a little while of my seemingly unending life, feel warmth and belonging. I felt accepted for a moment.

Sometimes I forget that I am not human…but news of death and the mourning faces of the humans suddenly remind me that I am not one of them. Maybe another reason why I flee so very often is so that I wouldn't see how my friends age and succumb to time while I continue to stay still, unchanging and unfazed.

I might have implied that I am an immortal but I do not really know of that for sure, even that fact may not be true. Who knows, maybe tomorrow I would just suddenly disappear or die without a trace or without reason. I think I was awoken in to this world without reason and I might just disappear without one too. Who knows…really who does? Maybe the years will finally dawn on me, or maybe not?

Before I yearned for the day of my death to come. I always wondered if it will come, but now I wished the humans had longer lives, I wish they were just like me, undying. I used to question why humans are so easily and deeply trusting, but now I think I might just have a little hint. Humans for a fact are in love with love, and they love to be loved and to love others as well. Trust is the foundation of love and humans are much loving creatures I believe. This crazy human, this irritatingly crazy trusting human named Aric thought me how humans trusted, and he thought me how to trust as well.

I think you do not understand how absurd the idea of me falling in love with a human might seem, but for me I was committing a grave sin not just to the human race, but to myself. I fell in love with a mortal, a human- me who is a monster loved him, and oddly he loved me back. I thought my life and my love would be a mistake, a bad joke…but thinking again, I think everything is perfect.

I met Aric when he was getting robbed in an alleyway in a small town in England. He was one of those pansy looking young men whose looks screamed 'I have money and I don't mind giving it to you if you don't hurt me.' Normally I would have minded my own business since it wasn't really evident that he was getting mugged, just yet, but for some reason I decided to butt in and act like a damned hero for once. To my annoyance I got stabbed four times; two in my sides, one in my stomach and one in my arm. It hurt like hell mind you, but guess what; I nearly killed the two robbers. To my utter irritation, it turns out that the random guy I just saved from the robbers and potential killers was a doctor. Wonderful! So instead of using the spare time before the city guards appeared on panicking about my injuries and letting me disappear in peace, he dragged me in another street to perform first aid, thankfully alone. Of course in a few minutes or so the wounds would completely disappear and heal but the bastard just had to insist on 'healing' me. I even told him that there was completely nothing to worry about and that I was fine, of course if I was human I probably would have been dead by then but that's besides the point. He was too persistent though, and the wounds did hurt badly, so while we were weakly arguing about my non-existent life threatened health, my wounds already healed themselves, and that's how Aric found out who I was.

Aric was the first person in about hundreds of years to see exactly why I was called 'it'. In physical appearance and body structure I am everything a normal man would be. I have light blond hair and gray eyes and normally pale skin. I think I look European…but I'm not restricting myself in a nationality because I do not have one nor do I wish to have one. I actually do not have special 'powers' aside from not dying, getting sick of diseases or aging. If it isn't an insult to robots, I can say that I might as well be one, but there's a difference between me and that of humans' ingenious creation, I feel pain and I have emotions.

I thought Aric would call me a monster. I thought he would call me a freak. I broke down and prepared to see a scared and disbelieving face from him, but I didn't expect him to do what he did. He hugged me, and hushed me up when I began to apologize for living in this world, for being the freak, the monster…the being that I was. He told me that monsters did not help people, he told me monsters were ugly scary beings that weren't needed, and he told me that I wasn't one. I didn't understand Aric at first. Why was he hugging me? Didn't he think I was scary? Even I am scared of myself. My whole life I was trying to hide who I was. No one, not one person, not one soul knew of my original existence save for myself…but now this guy trusted me. He made me believe that everything was okay, and that I was harmless and that I wasn't a monster. I didn't know if I should laugh or cry with this predicament; I mean what nonsense was he saying? After my break down everything came as a whirlwind. I think I have tried everything in my weak resolve to get Aric off of my back and off of my business but he still insisted on becoming part of my life. For my part in this story I tried becoming a little more human, I tried and succeeded at trusting him. I think I fell in love some time after that, I was glad he felt the same way.

It has been 353 years since I met Aric that Summer of 1659 in a lazy town in England, since then I fell in love with him five times over and over. I think the human world is a funny place where lots of uncertainly magical events happen in secret…or maybe it's who you call fate that's playing with me. I don't know really. Every time Aric 'dies', exactly 22 years later in the summer of whichever country I would fortunately be living in, I will find a young man who is in trouble in a quiet alley way. The events are different, the love story changes, but I always know that deep down, it's Aric's soul that teaches them to love this monster. Aric, Keith, Mathias, Lee and Riku all have different personalities, backgrounds, accomplishments and interests but evidently they all are the same, they trust far too easily and innocently, the trust that comes from love deep from the heart.

I wonder one day 'Will I ever die?', but then I would remember Aric who forced me to be his nurse, Keith who begged me to be his muse, Mathias who treated me like a king, Lee who made me love playing the guitar and Riku who pulled me into his world of photography, and I would think I'd rather not. Though if the time comes, I would never have regrets if I died. If I keep on living and meeting Aric over and over again building many unforgettable memories, I wouldn't mind living unchangingly. I wouldn't mind observing humans and seeing the past, the present and the future again and again, but only if I can have the one I love most by my side.

I might be a monster, an angel, a devil, a vampire, a werewolf, a zombie, a ghost or an alien, you decide, but more than anything I am a living being that has emotions, I can feel and give love and trust to the man I love. I love that, and that's possibly one of the reasons why Aric thinks I am 'worth' him. I did say humans are trusting beings, but that doesn't mean they aren't vile. Most humans take other's weaknesses and use it to exploit evils, betraying their own race and being…humans sometimes really are inhumane. I'll always remember what Aric always said, always, he said it in all his lives, "Eintz may not be human…but he is better than humans because he is more human than humans could ever be." I think he is clearly exaggerating but sometimes I'd like to make believe that it is true. Aric's words have this magic of making me hold on when he's away. He has the magic of making Eintz be able to trust and to feel like he is human, and that's exactly why I fell in love with him.

I'll love him forever and ever, infinitely, indefinitely.

"Eintz, w-what are you doing? It's…4am?" Riku growled as he glared at the figure of his lover stretching while the lights in his laptop automatically faded out. Eintz yawned and gave Riku a sheepish smile.

"I just finished the draft for my new novel idea…Rikuuuuuuu sleeeeeeeep!" Eints said tiredly. He switched the lights off and navigated lazily around the dark room. Riku wiggled out of the blanket he was under and welcomed Eintz with a sloppy hug in the bed.

"What's it about? It's too late to have decent sleep Eicchi! Health Abuser!" Eintz chuckled and nuzzled his head against Riku's chest, savoring the warmth of the now fully awake man.

"Sbout you, s usual…" he mumbled.

"Idiot, if it's another science fiction romance novel about me being an alien who falls in love with an earthly dog named Intz; I swear I will flip your publishers off, Eintz Robert Blizt!" Riku waited for a reply and sighed. Eintz was already fast asleep, currently hugging him like a teddy bear. He grumbled once again.

"Damn it. Now, I'm awake at 4am, Eintz. Thank you very much, love."

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A/N: What is this sorcery I wonder? Review?