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Disclaimer: Castlevania belongs to Konami not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like to own Adrian . . . then he’d be mine.

Warning: this fic contains Yaoi (GuyXGuy) References, Bloodplay, and Incest; if this offends or upsets you do not read this, it that simple.

Rating: NC-17

Setting: Pre Dracula’s curse

Dedications: this is dedicated to all Castlevania fans, there could never be too many.

Summery: Alucard’s life changes when he meets Trevor.

Authoress note: Not sure where this idea came from, not sure I want to know lol. Very short chapter I’m afraid.

Italics mean either flashbacks or thoughts

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Chapter Six

He had watched all night and in the small hours he was spotted.

The mortal bolted out from the window, hoping to catch his mysterious observer by surprise. Unfortunately being up against a dunpeal made that wish almost impossible. But he needn’t have stressed himself as he soon discovered when he recognised the creature now snarling at him from a short distance.

“Oh it’s you.” The mortal’s expression changed from wary to what to the dunpeal looked like genuine pleasure. Instantly he felt off footed and growled at the mortal, “hey,” Trevor frowned “I’ll be having none of that, are you trying to scare people.” The dunpeal stopped and frowned at the mortal, hesitantly he sniffed at the air. There was no scent of fear.

“I was watching.” He said after a few moments

“Yes I noticed, you great fool you could have given someone a heart attack!” Trevor sighed throwing the whip onto the floor a few feet away, a gesture of peace between them. The dunpeal visibly relaxed at the gesture and settled down again, watching the mortal.

“Did I wake you?” he asked after a few moments, he had been sure he had been silent.

“No.” Trevor admitted, “I haven’t been able to sleep right for some time now. But tonight I could … sort of feel you out here.” The immortal raised an eyebrow at the statement, Trevor pulled a face.

“You’re awfully relaxed in my presence.” The immortal muttered, at the childish gesture of the mortal

“Shouldn’t I be?” Trevor asked, Adrian shrugged.

“Mortals are monsters who constantly bare fangs; it is strange to me that you do not.” The immortal admitted.

“I was sure it was me who was meant to think you a monster.” Trevor crossed his arms over his chest.

“I am not the one who has left many without parents, or without their children.” Adrian growled, absently looking off behind him as a rabbit bolted out from under cover and fled across the field.

“You are innocent of killing?” Trevor asked, raising an eyebrow. The dunpeal looked uncomfortable.

“Well no.” he answered after a moment “not innocent per say, but I am … careful.”

“You hunt your victims thinking on their family?” Trevor smirked knowing he was winning this debate.

“Of course not.” The dunpeal snapped. “But I do not take …”

“You are losing this debate my friend.” Trevor grinned, Adrian growled

“Mortal’s care not for family.” Adrian snapped “they leave children to starve and rob screaming infants of their mothers.”

“Is that what happened to you?” Trevor frowned, all humour gone. For a moment there was silence and for just that moment there was a brief understanding before Trevor spoke.

“You poor creature?” he sighed “losing one’s mother can be hard, but to do so at a young age is even …”

“Silence.” The immortal snapped, “Do not feel pity for me.” He growled “I have no need for it and you have no right.” Trevor held his hand’s up in defeat, Adrian continued to grumble to himself for a few moments before Trevor spoke again.

“Come with me.” Trevor smiled holding out his arm and standing “I want to show you something.” Adrian looked to the arm and turned his nose up.

“I am not some maiden, needing to be lead Mortal.” He grumbled, but followed despite himself. The mortal lead him down the path but stopped a short way down and turned to face him.

“Would it kill you to walk with me?” He smiled “mortality isn’t catching you know, you walking three feet behind me makes me feel like a leper.”

Adrian sighed and walked the few paces to put him next to the mortal. He was taller than the mortal but also a lot thinner; he smirked at his superior height, looking down his nose. Trevor seemed to find this amusing and laughed, briefly Adrian wondered if the mortal had taken some kind of plant extract to make himself constantly happy, it was very strange. But his thoughts stopped quickly, being this close he could smell the mortal strongly, no longer able to ignore the scent of the mortal’s blood he tried to force his mind onto other things and cursed himself for not eating earlier.

“There, see now, isn’t this better.” Trevor counted this as a victory and without asking took the immortal’s arm and began walking briskly into the village, almost dragging the half blood son of Dracula along behind him.

“Where are we going?” Adrian asked, the blinked, shocked by how fast he had become accustomed to this man pulling and dragging him around like he was property or his friend.

“We are going to see a friend of mine.” Trevor answered “she’s very kind and I am hoping that by meeting her you will see that we are not completely mindless savages.”

“That does not clarify anything mortal.” Adrian muttered

“I am taking you to a home.” Trevor smiled “a home for those who don’t have any other options.”

“marvellous.” The immortal sighed.

The building he was eventually led to was warm, but not stifling. The windows lay open and a soft breeze came in through them. But despite the fresh air from outside the dunpeal still coughed when he entered, this place stank of mortal’s; more so than a normal home would, it stank of many different mortal’s more like a public house would than a home. The dawn was now well underway and the light was more than enough for mortals to navigate by. Already the building was full of noise, children to be precise.

Following the mortal, the dunpeal was lead through to a large hall filled with long tables at which sat many children. All of them shouting, eating or throwing something. Adrian winced at the sudden assault on his senses; the noise and the smell were almost overwhelming. Trevor smiled and clapped the immortal on the shoulder jolting him forward with his heavy blows, Adrian snarled again, this constant knocking around was becoming most irritating.

“Come on.” Trevor pushed the immortal to the end of the hall where a few mortal adults were eating breakfast. The immortal growled but was careful not to do so loudly, who knew what these mortal’s would do if they discovered him here. Trevor however seemed not to notice his discomfort and pushed him towards the lady at the head of the table.

She was beautiful. Not stunning physically, living where he did Adrian was constantly assaulted by the perfect female form and it was beautiful but this woman was even greater. She was beautiful in a way that daemons were not, she was not physically perfect, but she had something else, something that was inside and shone, shone so bright it came out of her in waves and almost blinded those around her with its wonder. Adrian found himself swallowing hard.

“Cecile.” Trevor smiled and walked to her, lifting her from her small feet and spinning her in his arms.

“Trevor.” The woman greeted when she was set back down on solid ground again. She glanced over his shoulder and met eyes with the dunpeal.

“Have you brought me a new one?” she asked smiling “he’s a little bigger than we usually take but he’s handsome enough so I think I will forgive you this once.”

“Oh no,” Trevor grinned from ear to ear and Adrian blinked at him wondering if he tapped the mortal would the top of his head fall off. Why was the damned mortal always so bloody happy anyway? It was irritating. “This one is mine, you’re not having him.” An arm big enough to break men’s backs went around Adrian’s shoulders and jolted the rather delicate immortal into the mortal’s chest, gripping tight. Adrian struggled and pushed away with ease, glaring at Trevor then fixing his coat.

“Aww look what you’ve done you barbarian.” Cecile smiled helping the dunpeal straighten his clothes.

“It is quiet alright lady I have unfortunately been suffering Mr Belmont’s affections all morning and have at times suffered far worse than this.”

“Well you will be right at home here sir.” She smiled then turning to Trevor she continued to smile “you are early today,” she nodded then after a moment she laughed “get to work then.” Trevor made a salute and wrenched on the immortal’s arm again and pulled him into the kitchens.

“What are you doing you wretch!” Adrian snapped as they were pulled into privacy

“We are helping today,” Trevor smiled “you and me.”

“Oh we are, are we?” the immortal snapped, nearly toppling backwards when boxed were pushed to him

“Oh yes.” Trevor grinned.

They spent most of the day in the orphanage, Adrian found himself liking the place. It had the rampant chaos of his home but a great deal less of the violence. Children were constantly suffering injury of some kind or another, due to rough play or simple carelessness, but it was rarely deliberate. The play was chaotic but good natured and it was amusing to see the full grown heavy handed mortal actually frolic with those so much smaller than himself. The immortal found himself laughing more than once at Trevor’s antics, it was hard not to.

It was strange but he found himself nurturing affection for the human man. The same sort of affection he had often held for close friends, those who he felt safe with, those who he knew would not tear his throat out over a simple mistake. He smiled enjoying for once the easy friendship the mortal offered him. The castle was so very different to this, the constant need to show his dominance was tiresome and often painful, but if he did not then he risked attack. Here it was relaxed, good natured and even pleasant.

Trevor caught him watching and grinned, before turning back to a girl who was currently pulling on his leg, demanding attention. Everything here seemed smooth and easy, at least at the moment. Affection was so freely given, none of these children belonged to Cecile or any of the other mortal adults who tended them but they were still loved by them, taught and protected. It was a strange concept for the immortal who had come from a world where you fend for yourself at a very early age and if you are not strong enough then you suffer for it. Even if you managed to keep your own natural parents as he had his father, the affection given was pleasant but different, dangerous almost. More than one of his scars had come from his father, but it was not cruel he reminded himself, it was a simple show of dominance.

Adrian sighed becoming very confused.

Mortals were wretched creature’s, killing indiscriminately. He knew this, he had suffered for this. His mother had been murdered by these people. But apparently they were also rather accommodating, at least to their own kind.

“You look troubled?” Trevor’s voice snapped the dunpeal out of his thoughts.

“I was thinking mortal.” Adrian answered

“Look.” Trevor sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose “enough of the ‘mortal’ please. I have a name.”

“Very well Mr Belmont.” Adrian sighed, glaring at the mortal. Who shrugged

“If that’s the best you can do.” He answered and sat next to the immortal “what are you thinking of?” he asked. The immortal looked uncomfortable and shifted where he was perched

“Just the nature or man.” He admitted at last. Trevor snorted and laughed

“Oh is that all!” he laughed “nothing to intense then.” The mortal shook his head “you need to learn to stop worrying,” he said slowly

“I am not worrying mortal.” Adrian snapped “merely thinking, about the concept of love and dominance and how different they really are.”

“Think about something a little less intense.” Trevor smirked “how about beer.”

“Beer.” Adrian raised an eyebrow, but whereas he would normally snort and refuse to listen to such twaddle he found himself leaning forwards a little, waiting to see what the mortal had to ramble about.

“Yes beer, I like beer.” Trevor smiled “we should have a drink together.” He said standing as if he had just made the most important decision of his life. Adrian found himself laughing, the mortal smiled wider. He had not seen the immortal smile before much less laugh. It was a pleasant sound, deep and rolling, it made the small hairs on his arms stand up and he decided that he would very much like to hear the sound again … often.

“You sound as if you have discovered the meaning of existence itself Mr Belmont.” Adrian continued to smile “I only wish it were so.”

“You want existence to be about us having a drink together?” Trevor raised an eyebrow, “because that can be easily arranged” Adrian shook his head.

“No you great buffoon.” He couldn’t help but laugh again “no, I wished existence was that easy to figure out.”

“Wouldn’t be much point in it if it was.” Trevor answered, hoisting the dunpeal to his feet and turning away from the children and Cecile, waving to the woman to let her know they were leaving.

“That is surprisingly ‘intense’ for one such as you.” Adrian smirked

“Don’t get cocky with me.” Trevor mock growled, “I’ll tie you up again if I have to.”

“You do know I let you do that.” Adrian muttered as they walked out into the afternoon light.

“Sure you did.”

End chapter

Authoress note: a bit longer than last time, yay. I hope it’s not to OC for anyone.

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