Kiyo unlocked the back door, and walked into the shop, sitting his keys down on the nearest counter. She went down to the basement, still in the clothes Zezera told her to put on. She sighed quietly, sitting down in the basement and hugging her knees to her chest.

Mistress, it'll be ok. He loved you enough to die for you.

'I know...but...I wished there was another way this could have turned out...' Kiyo thought, even her thoughts were soft, full of sorrow. 'Like the bond somehow breaking...but I guess, that only happens in fairytales.'

Some fairytales are real, kitten.

Kiyo didn't respond right away, instead she stared down at the coffin. Some fairytales are real...but hers wasn't...hers didn't end happily ever after...but it didn't end with a lost cause either. He died for her...what else could have proved how much he loved her, then that? 'Yeah...'

The voice was silent, the necklace said no more, just sighed against her neck as it waited.

Jesse licked his lips as the tears fell freely down his cheeks. "I killed by best friend," he whispered, moving into the front of the shop and looking around. The roses, the crystal balls. He grabbed one of the roses, and snapped it in half. "This shop is done," he growled, throwing one of the balls across the room where it shattered.

Kiyo looked up at the sound of crystal shattering. "Oh no..." she muttered, jumping out of the coffin and running up the stairs, through the back of the store, until she came to the store front and stopped. "Jesse!"

Jesse dropped another ball when Kiyo came in. "I don't want it anymore," he said in a soft tone, licking his lips while more tears streamed down his face. "I don't want it."

"Oh...Jesse..." Kiyo whispered quietly, running to him and hugging him tightly. "You can't do this to yourself Jesse...he wouldn't want you to do this...he died to keep the both of us safe...not just me..." she whispered quietly in his ear.

Jesse pressed his face against her neck, feeling just like a lost child. "He was my best friend, Kiyo. And I killed him. I killed him. The first and last memories I've have of him is me trying to kill him."

"Oh Jesse..." Kiyo whispered quietly, about to break down herself, but she had to be strong at the moment, for Jesse's sake. "You still have the rest of your memories with him, five years worth of wonderful memories."

Jesse just shook his head. "How can I live with myself, now? I'll have nightmares, dreams about this. That scream...the blood curdling scream." He pulled away from her a little bit. "I don't know what to do, Kiyo."

"You live Jesse," Kiyo whispered, pulling back more so she could look into his eyes. "I've lost one of the people I love, I can't stand to lose my big brother. What will I do if you leave me too?"

"I would never leave you," Jesse whispered, lifting his hand to run it along her cheek. "You're now the only family I have. Everyone else is dead."

Kiyo nodded and took a deep breath to calm herself down a little. "So, let's get this mess cleaned up before we hurt ourselves with it."

"Why bother?" Jesse asked, stepping away and towards the counter. "No one ever comes here anyway. The only reason it stays open is because of Damien. But now he's dead, and the shop goes with him."

That was right, but what were they going to do about the money problem that was bound to come up sooner or later? Kiyo sighed quietly, not in the mood to bother with that either.

Jesse sighed, sitting on the counter while he just looked at Kiyo. Everything was falling down around him. Nothing could be the same now.

A single knock sounded on the door while the two just stood there, not saying anything. Jesse didn't look up as the door opened and the little bell rang.

Kiyo moved toward the back, barely hearing the knock and the annoying little bell over the door. She went down the stairs to the basement slowly, making herself not cry over him. She thought of all the good memories, like the whole 'Wal-Mart' deal. She couldn't help but smile a little at that.

"Excuse me," the voice wasn't familiar as the guy walked into the shop, stepping over broken pieces of orb and glass.

"What?"

The man raised a brow at Jesse's tone as he moved towards the counter. "I seem to be in need of a coffin."

Jesse glanced up, looking at the guy with an odd glare. "What for?"

The man smiled. Black hair outlined his pale face, black eyes were smiling. He was finding this enjoyable. "To sleep in of course. I here you have one coming in."

Kiyo stopped near the middle of the steps, listening to the conversation, half-expecting to her Damien's voice, but that was her own wishful thinking. She shook her head at herself, continuing down the stairs.

"Yeah, but why would you need one?" Jesse asked, not bothering to look at the guy again while he rocked back and forth.

"Well, you see. It's going to be morning soon and I need someplace dark to sleep."

Jesse's eyes narrowed as he finally looked up again. "Who the hell are you?"

The guy shrugged. "People call me Justin, but he's long gone now."

"Then who are you now?"

Giving a fangy smile, the man moved around a shelf and picked up a single black rose. "I said, I'd come back."

Crash. Kiyo yelped, falling over the coffin. Upon listening to the men talk, she walked too far into the basement and ended up tripping over the box. 'Did I hear that man right?' she thought, not moving from her bad landing position.

Jesse felt his jaw drop, and he nearly fell off the counter as he heard the crash from downstairs. This couldn't be happening, it was a dream, right? "I-I'll be right back," he stammered out before nearly running out of the room and towards the stairs. "Kiyo? Kiyo, are you ok?"

"I'm fine..." Kiyo muttered, pulling herself off the ground and getting to her feet. She looked at Jesse, frowning a little. "That man…who is he?"

Jesse just blinked. "I don't know. He said his name was Justin but it--"

"Hello, kitten," the man said, stepping down the stairs quietly.

Kiyo's head snapped up, her eyes wide. She took a step back, nearly tripping over the coffin again, but kept on her feet. No one called her that. No one except-- "D-Damien?"

Damien shrugged with a small smirk. "That's who's on the inside. But I'm Justin on the outside." He took another few steps down the stairs.

"But you're dead," Jesse whispered, stepping back.

"I found a new body," he said and actually laughed. "This vampire was just the kind I was looking for. Pure blood and now has my powers. So, I'm one-fourth happy."

"A fourth?" Kiyo took another step back. Was this some kind of sick joke? This couldn't possibly be. Damien died, Zezera died...so...she was dreaming or this was a sick joke. 'And if it's not? No...people don't just come back from the dead!' she argued with herself.

"That's right, a fourth," Damien said, stepping off the stairs. "I still need my coffin, which will take care of another fourth. And two people to be back to how they were an hour ago."

Kiyo stopped moving just stared at him, staring at his eyes. Her eyes widen more. "We can't go back to the way we were an hour ago." She smiled a little. "We're human again."

"Exactly why I want you back to being my vampiress," Damien said, taking another step towards her. "It would make me extremely happy."

Jesse blinked, absolutely stunned at what he was hearing. "This isn't happening, is it? I didn't think you could take over others bodies."

Kiyo smiled, feeling tears fall down her cheeks as she ran at him. She cried into his chest, wrapping her arms around him. "Don't ever do that again. You could have told us you were going to come back!"

Damien grinned, wrapping his own arms around her back. "I didn't know if it would work, so there was no point in giving you a false hope."

Kiyo hugged him tighter, feeling as if she let go she'd lose him again. Something she never ever wanted to happen again. 'Heh...looks like I got my fairytale, huh?' She laughed a little, despite her tears.

I told you, Mistress.

"You're gonna kill me, Kiyo. Don't squeeze so hard," Damien grabbed her shoulders and tried to pull her away from him. "I'll be here for you to hug tomorrow. I promise."

Jesse blinked again. "Since when can you take over others bodies?"

Kiyo laughed a little, letting go and rubbing her eyes. She looked over at Jesse. "Sorry Jesse, I seemed to be hogging him," she laughed again, wiping the tears from under her eyes. She stepped back, half expecting them to hug each other in a bone crushing hug or something to that extent.

Jesse merely cocked his head, not really laughing. "You were dead," he said simply, still not moving forward.

"I was, but I'm not now," Damien answered back, raising a brow. "And plus, I told you I'd be back, I can't see why you're so surprised that I actually kept my word."

"But how?"

Damien gave a small grin. "Magic, Jesse, I am a vampire after all."

"Who cares how, Jesse?" Kiyo asked, looking over at him, smiling a little. "He's back. So, now you have to keep your shop open." She paused for a moment, raising her eyebrows at him. "Get over here and hug him or something.

He is your brother, after all, right?" She held her hands behind her back. 'I think I have to be the luckiest girl ever...I have two men who love me so much and a necklace who I can talk to about anything when I can't talk to these two...' She closed her eyes, placing a hand over the stone on her chest. 'Yup, I am really lucky...how many people get their own fairytale?' She paused for a moment. 'It's only been a month...but already I've found my happiness...'

Some fairy tales don't stay like they are, Mistress. They can change, people can change. Bodies can rot...

Jesse gave a small grin to Kiyo, but when he looked back to Damien it was gone. Taking a step forward, he cocked his head, looking him up and down, this body was so different, but it was him.

"Damn, Jesse, you're so slow," Damien said, rolling his eyes and stepped towards him to give him a hug.

'Yeah...that is true...' Kiyo opened her eyes and stared at the ground. She held her hands in of her. '...but...for the time being, I better make the most of what I have in front of me...who knows how long it will last?' She looked up at

Damien. "So, who's the first to be turned?" She glanced at Jesse, smirking at him. "This may be your last chance to have a roast beef with curly fries from Arby's."

"Arby's is closed," Jesse pouted, moving away from Damien. But not to far, still standing a few feet by him.

Damien laughed. "Roast beef is actually really good," he said, smacking his lips. "I gotta say, even if I don't have to eat I do sometimes eat that." He yawned, being that the sun was probably up by now. "And I'll figure who's turning tomorrow. I think we all need some sleep."

Kiyo nodded, yawning herself. "Yeah, we all had a long night." She looked down at herself, cheeks turning a slight pink. She had forgotten what she was wearing, close to nothing. "I'd rather change first though..."

Damien smirked, sticking his tongue half way out. "I think you should keep that on. It's very...exotic."

Snorting, Jesse started up the stairs. "I'll go find you a T-shirt and sweatpants, or something like that."

"Thanks Jesse," Kiyo said, before looking back at Damien. "It's just not something...I'd wear...Besides it was Zezera's..." She paused for a moment, looking down at herself. She looked back up at him and smirked. "Well, I guess I do look...exotic." She laughed a little and shook her head.

Cocking his head, Damien frowned at the outfit, "Now that you mention it. I don't think you should wear that anymore. Since it was the woman's who tried to kill me. And almost succeeded in killing you. And Jesse, I might add." Damien took a step towards her. "Come on, you gotta burn that, it could be cursed for all we know."

And of course. "Here you go, Kiyo," came Jesse's call right before he threw down a huge black tee and a pair of black sweatpants. Which landed right on Damien's head.

Kiyo smiled, grabbing the clothes off Damien's head. "Did you really think I'd let you just strip me down Damien?" She asked, smirking a little. She looked down at the black clothes in her hands. "Wow...these are huge."

"Maybe Jesse thought there would be two fitting in there," Damien said with an evil grin.

"Gross, man!" Jesse yelled from the top of the stairs. "I know hunting bad girls makes you all turned on and crap, but still, lay off the Kiyo. You'll scare her away again."

Kiyo smacked him lightly on the forehead. "You dirty lecher." She smiled at him and ran up the stairs. "I'll change in your room. Make sure he stays in this room." she muttered to Jesse as she passed him.

Jesse saluted. "Aye, aye, lassie!" he said sarcastically, taking guard at the top of the stairs.

"Jesse," Damien whined from the bottom of the stairs. "Why won't she let me give her a good morning kiss?" He took a couple steps up the stairs.

"She hates you."

"Liar," Damien said with a small grin, taking another three steps up.

"Why would I lie?" Jesse asked, turning to lean against the doorframe and watching Damien take another step up.

"And you better not reach this stair," he said, tapping the top one with his foot.

"What happens if I do?" Damien said playfully, pretty much running up to that step, but staying one below it.

Jesse tsked at him. "This!" he yelled playfully before jumping at him and causing them both to tumble down the stairs.

Kiyo jumped, hearing them tumble down the stairs. She laughed, shaking her head and quickly changed into the T-shirt and the sweatpants. "Eh, not as 'sexy' but better than those," she said, picking the clothes she was wearing up and going back down to the basement. She stood at the top of the stairs, watching them for a moment before speaking up. "Hey, what do you want me to do with these?"

"Ooo! Gimme!" Damien yelled before pushing Jesse away and crawling up the stairs. "Mine," he said, grabbing Kiyo about the waist and carrying her back down the stairs.

Jesse shook his head, getting up from the floor. "I'll burn them. Or maybe," he said, holding them up. "I could get some money from them."

Kiyo giggled at Damien, then looked over at Jesse. "I would burn them. Who knows what Zezera did to them before making me wear them." She shrugged at him. "But do whatever you wish, I really don't care what happens to them."

Jesse sighed. "Burnt leather doesn't sound appetizing, but I guess I should." Murmuring to himself, he started up the stairs and closed the door tightly at the top.

"Kitten," Damien purred, nuzzling against her. "I missed you for the whole thirty minutes I was gone."

Kiyo looked at Damien, smiling a little. "I missed you too," she muttered quietly, closing her eyes.

"I'm acting funny," Damien whispered, nipping lightly on her neck. "Don't think I like it, but can't help it." He let out a small, wistful sigh. "Nothing to do about it though."

Kiyo giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "It's okay. I'm just glad you're back, that's all," she whispered in his ear. "We weren't sure what we were going to do without you."

"You would have found something to do," Damien said with a small grin, tickling her neck with his nose. "You're both talented enough to know how to entertain yourselves." After a moment, he yawned.

"Let's go to bed," Kiyo muttered, nuzzling against his neck a little.

"Aye, lassie," Damien said with a small grin, moving towards the single coffin that was actually intact. "Just don't hit me in the face accidentally while your sleeping."

Kiyo nodded with a giggle. "Same goes for you," She paused for a moment, looking away. "While we sleep...hold me? Whether it just be my hand...please?"

Damien rolled his eyes, picking her up like a baby and carefully setting her into the coffin. "Kitten, how could I resist the urge?" he asked, pretty much jumping in behind her and pulling her towards him before closing the lid.

Kiyo smiled, snuggling as close as she could to him before closing her eyes. She groped blindly for his hand and slid hers into it, still a little afraid that if she were to let go of him, he'd disappear again.

"I'm not leaving, kitten," Damien said softly, squeezing her hand gently with his and closing his eyes. "Not without saying good bye anyway."

"I know...but...this is almost all too good to be true..." Kiyo muttered quietly. "I'm scared that you'll just disappear again..." she turned in his hold to face him.

By the time Damien awoken, both his arms were wrapped around Kiyo protectively, and his face was against her neck. "Kiyo," he whispered softly, nuzzling against her neck. "Time to wake up, kitten." Even though he was acting very strange because of the emotions still in this body, his friends didn't seem to mind it. So maybe it was a better way.

Kiyo opened her eyes. "Okay, I'm up," she muttered, yawning a little. She rubbed her eyes, rubbing away the tiredness away.

Damien gave a small smile before lifting the lid only to see Jesse standing over the coffin. "Jesse! What the hell!" he yelled.

"I was just wondering if you guys were ever going to get up. It's like eight o'clock."

Kiyo let out a small snort, look up at Damien. "Forever and ever?" she whispered.

"Forever and ever," Damien promised in a soft voice.

"I'll stay with you forever and ever."

"Aye, lassie, me too, me too."

A/N: Yes, I decided to cut the sex and kiss scene. It's a little too early for that. I don't want to do that yet. So yeah. Nothing else has changed about the chapter, other than the ending, so yeah. That's all that changed. And thanks to everyone that has reviewed. Check out the sequel, Blood Red Moon, when you can!

Well Until Next Time
This is Kiwi-san
Over and Out