Don't Look at the Moon (Complete!)

Eleven

Virgil woke with the worst headache he had ever experienced. He remembered one time when he was about ten years old, he had fallen out of a tree and hurt his head. That injury was nothing compared to this- it hurt to open his eyes, to move... but he forced himself to lift his head from where he lay on the pillows, propping himself up on his elbows.

He blinked rapidly a few times, his vision blurry. A figure in red sat on the sofa next to the bed.

"R-Roman?" Virgil groaned. "What happened?" Virgil wishes what he remembered had been only a dream, that none of what occurred last night- or was it this morning?- had actually happened.

"Virgil," Roman grinned, "you're awake!" Roman moves to sit in the bed next to where Virgil lay.

"What happened? Please tell me I was just dreaming."

"Ah, well... it's a little complicated. If you open your mouth-"

Virgil touched his teeth, which he now realized had grown into fangs.

"What did you do to me!?" Virgil shouted, his throat aching.

"I- I had to do it. It was the only way I could save you. I'm sorry." Roman lowered his gaze.

"Why? Why would you do this? I only remember I said that I didn't want to die, but... why did you save me?" Virgil asked.

"Because- because I love you, Virgil. I know I've only known you for a short time, but now that I know you, I can't imagine my life without you. I couldn't live with myself if I let you die when there was something I could do to help you. I understand if you don't feel the same way, but-"

Roman was cut off by Virgil's lips on his.

"You talk too much, Princey," Virgil smirked as their lips parted.

Roman didn't say anything for a moment, just stared at Virgil with a grin.

"So I guess you do feel the same way, Stormcloud?"

"Yeah. Now teach me what the hell I'm supposed to do with these things," Virgil gestured to his newly acquired fangs. "Please don't tell me I need to do something sexy in order to be a real vampire," Virgil raised an eyebrow.

"No, that's my job," Roman laughed.

"Haha. Look how hard I'm laughing. But really- do I need to know about anything else that, er, changed? Also I would like to know what, exactly, the fuck happened."

"Yeah, about that," Roman cringed. "So the whole transformation thing you went through, that takes a lot of energy. Logan is- was- studying what happens during the turning."

"I'm sorry," Virgil said. He never knew what to do when people cried. "I should have helped him."

"No, it wasn't your fault." Roman shook his head. Patton has told him that before, but Virgil didn't quite believe it. He could have helped stop Deceit, could have stopped Logan from dying.

"He and Patton were like fathers to me. They practically raised me, even before my parents died. I- I'm not sure what I should do without Logan," Roman leaned against the headboard of the bed and sighed.

"Roman... I've never been good at stuff like this but- I just want to say that I'm sorry, and- and don't let what happened to Logan distract you from what you still have. You still have Patton, and the rest of the coven-"

"And I have you," Roman smiled sadly, moving his arm around Virgil's shoulders.

Virgil grinned. If someone had told him a week ago that he would fall in love with a vampire, have a knife held to his throat, die, become a vampire, and then kiss said vampire he was in love with, Virgil would have assumed they had eaten some faerie fruit, because he never would have believed them. But here he was, leaning his head on Roman's chest.

There was no heartbeat, Virgil realized again. He put a hand up to his own chest, trying to find a pulse. Nothing. He placed two fingers over his neck, and again, nothing. He even searched for the spot on his wrist, and again, there was no pulse.

"I-I'm really dead, aren't I?" Virgil whispered.

"I can't speak for everyone, but you get used to it," Roman said. "I know it's weird for you. I was born like this," Roman waved at himself and continued. "Being born a vampire is different from being Turned. Logan- he was studying the changes that take place when people get Turned. I never understood most of what he said, but... I know you'll get used to it. I think the only differences you'll really notice are the obvious ones: no heartbeat, fangs, and the whole blood thing. Also, you're going to be really tired for the next few days."

"Thank you," Virgil closed his eyes, sure enough becoming drowsy again, though he didn't fail to notice that his head still rested on Roman's chest and that Roman's arm still rested on Virgil's shoulders.

He closed his eyes and went to sleep, but not before reaching up to kiss Roman on the cheek and smile at Roman's grin