Juho's Desire

Chapter One -And So We Meet....

juho and taeyang vampire fanfic

"the bidding will start at 10m yen" a murmer of voices rose up from across the room, millions of people discussing the pros and cons of owning me. my heart pounded in my chest as i looked out at the darkness before me wondering what the face of a person who would bid on a human looked like. no one normal that is for sure. i squinted against the light that shone down on me and tried to picture their faces but still only the dark shadows showed themself. somewhere out there were dozens of people eyeing me like a piece of meat. i shuddered at the thoughts running through my head not wanting to think about them and  i looked down at the shackles that bound my wrist, waiting for the hammer to fall on my fate. i could hear the auctioneer naming off my best attributes and features, a toy great for playing with, a rare find, an untouched specimen. A virgin. i winced as each word stung a little more than the last pulling into cullumation just how pathetic my life had been up to this point.
"i hear 2.5 million do i hear 2.6? 2.6 million anyone? going once. going twice."
"5 million" a low husky voice called out from the darkness. loud and clear yet distant. his voice showed no inflection as though he really had no interest and was bidding out of boredom. I am not sure why but his tone irked me slightly. what an arrogant man throwing money at me as though it was nothing.
a rustle of murmers spread through the crowd and i could hear people fidgetting and turning in their seats to seak out the heavy bidder in the back.
"well.." the auctioneer paused hesitantly. he seemed a bit uncomfortable at the new bidders offer. "we have a new bid of 5 million won. do i hear 5.1million? going once? going twice? sold to bidder 173. Thank you all for bidding. we shall move on to the next piece." he bowed graciously and called for me to be ushered off stage.
i felt hands grabbing me as i was lifted from the floor. robes swished by my legs and my shackles were tugged in a rough manor. i did not resist but simply moved calmly behind them not looking up or saying a word. i knew the game well even though this had been my first time up on the auction block i had seen it all too many times before. i listened and watched and learned. I kept telling myself to.stay calm and I spent all my energy trying to pretend i was not worried, that i did not exist and this was all a nightmare. i didnt want to think about the man who had just purchased me for more money than i could ever hope to dream up in a lifetime or what unspeakable act were awaiting me in the future.
as i was pulled into the back room i passed by the next victim and chanced a glance in his direction. the look of panic and terror in his eyes as they darted around the room made me almost feel sad for him. i had seen that look in other before him and it never ended well. sorry pal but slaves like us can only live like this. its our burden to become a toy for others. not because we did something wrong but because that was what we were born into. you see this world as it is.. is made up of two types of beings. the humans who are born small and weak and usually into a slave house. and the vampire race, our masters who enslave us. they have power and money and longevity. and so long as our kind are here they have a food source as well. i dont even remember when they came to be so powerful. perhaps long before i was born. growing up i would hear stories, fables to me, of how vampires used to hide in the darkness fearing what would happen if humans ever found out about them. they were nice stories but useless in todays society. I paid more attention to the stories of slaves freeing themselves from their masters and living a normal life somewhere. sure they were probably just as unlikely as the first but they still gave us hope. of course there were also the stories of humans being turned. though there were never alot of details about that. and no one had ever claimed to have seen a turned human before. just whispered stories in the candlelight meant to scare you into sleepless nights.
each story told played in my head as they lead me into a dimly lit room that looked like a catalog study straight from a book even down to the fake looking shelves filled with  dusty volumes all but forgotten by the hands of time.
they left me there with a harsh click of the door shutting and locking behind me and i had a moment to walk about and look at my temporary surroundings.
the silence did not last long however as sounds of strangers whispering behind the doors drifted into the room. it sounded as if someone was arguing but i could not make out the words. only muffled voices speaking heatedly and then silence. i decided to ignore it and pulled a single book from the shelf. i could not make out the worn words on the front but it seemed to be written in english. i flipped through the pages glancing at the text here and there. small words popping out at me. i was not interested in the book itself but there was little else to do at the moment.
"is it a good read?" a low murmer brushed past my ear and i jumped back at its intrusion. the book fell from my hands tumbling onto the floor at the feet of my intruder. he leaned down to pick it up and  i pressed myself against the wall behind me my naked body pressing into the shelves trying to put some distance in between.
"you didnt have to stop reading on my account I would have been all to content to simply watch you read." i watched him stoop down to pick up the discarded book and tap it against his leg, shaking off a small amount of dust still clinging to the pages. he glanced at the pages and closed the book with a loud thud which echoed towards the ceiling. he walked forward the few steps i had put between us and extended the book out to me. i hesitated trying to push myself further into the bookcase without much success.
he looked at me quizically waiting for me to take his offering but i stood there unable to move. he huffed a single laugh and pulled the book back sighing slightly as he thumbed through the pages once more. "its a pity these books dont ever get used. then again this room is only reserved for post purchase pickups so i dont see where there would be a reason for it to be used much." he once again closed the distance between us in an instance and shoved the book back into its place bringing his face inches from mine. i tensed up, closing my eyes intinctively, by body ready for the assault i was sure to receive.
"dont you think it's rather sad? leaving these books to decay in this musty old place? it sounds a bit lonesome wouldnt you say?" he questioned his breath on mine. i could smell his scent flowing over me, a warm pleasant scent not unlike flowers blooming in the meadow on a spring day. His body was cool and i could feel him next to my skin causing my flesh to prickle. I shivered involuntarily whether from the cold or his presence i was not sure. perhaps both were the culprit.
he eyed me for a moment more before pulling away, his steps soft and muted on the carpet.  i kept my head down careful not to look up or to cause him to become angered with me. i had been told often that vampires had a short temper that they were easily triggered and i did not want to test that theory just yet.
i could not tell if he had stepped a short distance away or if he had moved to across the room as his essence filled these walls to the brim blocking out all other senses. i was painfully aware of him but perhaps thats how all vampires were. i had to admit it was the first time dealing with a vampire this close at least as far as i could remember. it was terrifying and yet i did not feel threatened. perhaps uncomfortable would be a better word to describe me standing pressed against a shelf naked in front of a stranger i barely had met. and who wouldnt be, even if you had just been subjected to the same humiliation in front of dozens more earlier.
i chanced a glance at my captor and was relieved to see his back turned to me this gave me a chance to study him a little as he looked around the room. he had a rather long build with slender shoulders and a tall stature. i could see the outline of his features showing through the cloak that surrounded him yet at the same time he seemed like a a fluid shadow casting about the air. from what i could see however,  his features certainly seemed commonplace to anyone who looked at him. nothing screamed out at me that he was indeed a vampire. in all he looked... normal.... yet there was something off to it all, he definitely had a captivating aura about him that  i knew for sure. As I studied him my unnamed captor turned to capture my gaze with his and i felt myself forgetting to breathe. The pale yellow of his eyes shown into mine like a deep pool bathed in the moonlight. I felt as though i were drowning in them. the world around me pulled away and i feared i would be swallowed whole this time for sure. i was not sure how long i hung there, weeks or perhaps decades.. it felt like time had simply stopped in that one moment and I was floating in an endless loop of nothingness. i tried to look away tried to pull myself back into a sense of myself but i had no chance I was lost before i even had a chance to think. So this was the power of a vampire. his gaze pulled me too him like a puppet on a string, and as i slowly moved towards him I had an odd thought in my mind. for a moment i did not feel fear or worry. no pain or sorrow. i was simply at peace in this one singular moment and i had thought that if this was the end i was happy to go like this.
However as quickly as i had been swallowed by his gaze it was gone. He turned away once again to walk towards the desk and i shuddered as the cold reality came crashing back to me. I rubbed my hands across my arms trying to bring back some of that warmth i had felt but it was a useless task. I stepped forward trying to steady myself and stumbled slightly. In a mere instant I felt cool arms envelope around me holding me in place. I blinked blankly at the arm that had found its way around my chest. When had he gotten so close? i wondered as he pulled me to him. i tensed up again this time not at the fear of being attacked but at the very realization that i was once again extremely naked standing there in his arms.
" this will not do" he muttered and shifted his weight slightly
i heard him sigh from behind me and felt a slight movement of cloth as silk slid across my body and settled on my shoulders. i looked down and could see the swish of a cloak, his cloak, covering my nakedness.
"we need to get you home so we can have a proper bath and perhaps some clothing would be in order. i am certain that while i would be content to gaze at you like this for eternity you would rather not stay here all day in this situation."
i felt him shift behind me and his arms slid around my waist and pulling me closer to him his lips rested next to my ear.
"now shall we go home my pet?" he smiled down at me and i could only stutter slightly at him.
"i.. uh... would... Master" i stammered sounding like a shy schoolgirl mustering up the courage to talk to their crush. what was wrong with me? i shook my head to try and clear it perhaps hoping to make better sense of the situation and to also shake off the irrational thought of me wanting him to do that again.
"oh no.. dont do that." he frowned slightly and cocked his head
"My first order for you is to call me by my proper name. master just sounds so indifferent." he paused for a moment and i was about to speak before he stopped me
"oh well then i suppose i have not told you my name though did i. I am Baek Juho. however you can simply refer to me as Zuho as it is easier for me.  now lets get you out of here shall we."
as we left the confines of the small sitting room i pondered what indeed fate had in store for me.