Vampyre007

The day had been rainy but when twilight set in the skies slowly cleared. When the last rays of the sun vanished I was sitting in my study. My sleep had not been good and I had awoken early. Dieter was still asleep in my bed. We slept together that night, though I had not touched him. He longed for Johan, not for me, and that desire I could not fulfill for him. I did not know then why I kept him with me, I assumed that it was as a means of comfort for me. I could talk to him about Johan, we both knew him, loved him, touched him, and tasted him.
The smell of rain still hung in the streets; I found the smell rather oppressive. Moonlight filled the streets as the clouds parted and the wet cobblestones shone like silver.
I had told Dieter about my relation with Johan, he had just smiled and mumbled something about fate. Perhaps it was fate; perhaps the piano music tied in with it. These where questions without answers, I let them be for the moment. My mind began to wander; what did I look like to them? Did they just see a man with handsome features? Or did they see more? Did they see the predator they longed for, the predator they feared? Or did they perhaps see something eternal? And so my mind wandered away from Johan for a while.
The air was oppressive, humid, and warm. I left my study and went to my bathroom and prepared a hot bath. The steam rose up around me as I relaxed in the bathtub. Though the air in the bathroom was now also humid, it was no as oppressive like it was outside. I heard Dieter get up and walk around. He opened several doors before calling my name. My acute senses allowed me to approximately locate his location within the house. I did not answer his call but waited for him to call me again. He called me again a bit desperate, probably fearing I had gone out without telling him. This time I answered him. He came to the bathroom and entered, he still looked a bit sleepy.
Dieter sat on the other side of the bathroom while the steamy mist dissipated. The water grew cold and I was lost in thought. I was in another world with only his image, emotions whirled in my heart, mostly doubt and despair. This boy confused me. Did I love him? Or was this just an unanswered desire for companionship, and was this boy just there for me to want but not to have? How could an earthly image so confuse my mind and shake the foundations of my heart. Starlight shone through the one small window. Dieter had a strange halo as the silver starlight collided with his golden hair. He just watched me like he had for the past eternity that had passed in a mere hour.
I told Dieter to refresh himself and meet me in the living room in a few minutes. He left so I could dress. When he closed the door behind him I got out of the bathtub and dried myself with a soft towel. As I left the bathroom dieter slipped in to go and refresh. I went to my bedroom to get dressed.
Candles illuminated my living room, one window was open slightly so cool air could enter. The night had done away with the humidity and replaced it with a gently cool breeze. I stood in front of a closed window looking at my transparent reflection wondering if I was as ephemeral as that image. What use was I? Had I just become a lamentable bloodsucker, not a child of the night that fulfills the dark desires of those that it finds? Would I waste like old blood, falling to dust like brittle bones? Would I fade like my reflection should darkness swallow me? The door opened and Dieter entered. My senses reached out to him, first there was numbness, and behind that there was a feel of security, then my senses stumbled upon desire. He had tucked it away, hidden this yearning from himself and the rest of the world. I turned to look at him and smiled, he looked desirable in the clothes I had bought him. “You have been here now for some time Dieter. You have behaved very well. But would you keep a secret from me?” His blond hair shone with a dark golden hue as he shook his head innocently and said: “I could not keep a secret from you.” “Then what is it you desire?” A red color crept unto his cheeks and he looked at the floor. “Shy are we?” I smiled again and spoke to him in an ensuring voice: “Dieter, you can tell me.” He walked towards me and his eyes where burning with passion and yearning. “You.” That was his answer.
Two young men where picnicking in a meadow, this detail of the painting in my living room still intrigued me. Dieter had left after a long painful silence. His answer had taken me by surprise and left me dumbfounded. Several of the candles had burned out. What was I supposed to do? Should I yield to my desire? Was this not some false love masking my impotent yearning for Johan? I had felt doubt before, now my world shook and certainty was small and meaningless. Did he really want me? Or was I his memento of Johan. Piano music in the recesses of my mind surfaced again this time threatening and then it faded into silence. Fear clutched my heart; I ran out of the room looking for Dieter, I called his name, no answer. My house suddenly felt empty. He was not here, suddenly I realized that I missed him, wanted him to be here. It is true wed do not know how much things mean to us until we lose it. Outside the streets where darker then before. Dieter was nowhere to be seen. For a moment I felt like when I lost Johan. But Johan was in a place I could not reach, Dieter was still in the world of the living. Or at least I hoped he still was. Dieter knew the streets as well as I did, he could be anywhere in Vienna. With fear in my heart I went back inside.
No lights where lit in my study. I sat alone in the dark with only despair as my companion. It was not the despair that I felt when Johan had died, that had not been my fault. If I had only answered Dieter, he would have stayed. I had still hope of finding Dieter. I just had to figure out how I could find him. Morning was approaching, I could do nothing now except hope he would return to me. Sleep came quickly until dusk.
My search for Dieter was not successful the next night. I went to the park, went to the places where the homeless gathered. He was not there. I made use of my talents at sensing thoughts of the mortal around me. But it was not until a moth had passed that I found a clue. I had honed my talents further and I think it was because of that that I finally succeeded. My search led me into a series of labyrinthine back allies where the law and morals of mortal society would not dare to tread. I had learned from multiple minds that dieter had gone in there, though I suspected not of his own free will.