Fated meeting [private for me and iTurnMeOn]

[zajawa]

Hanao muttered something under his breath and looked at the Roman grimly. He had never been good at waking up. He sat motionless for a moment and then yawned, rubbing his eyes. Standing up he walked over to the cabinet to take some clothes. Picking up jeans and a black shirt with the words 'Keep away' he took it to the bathroom and a few moments later came out with his hair brushed into a tight ponytail.
"I'm ready", he said, yawning and putting up his red snickers.

[iTurnMeOn]

"Alright, time to take off." Roman walked out into the main room, noticing the broken door knob and then looking back at Hanao, a playful smile on his face. "Sorry about that." The two walked out of the apartment and Roman bit his thumb, drawing blood. He smeared a bit over the door and then continued to walk on out of the complex. His vampire blood would keep anyone out, but only allow him and others that accompanied him. As they stepped outside, Roman walked over to a red Audi that was parked on the curve of the street. He pulled out his keys and unlocked the doors, opening the passenger seat for Hanao. "After you kitten."

[zajawa]

"That's mhh ohkay", he muttered, yawning. "There isn't anything someone would like to take."
Still a little drowsy from the sleep he walked behind vampire in silence. When Roman opened a door for him he blushed.
"I'm not a woman.. but thanks", he said sitting on the passenger seat. "I'm amazed that it's still here. Your car I mean", Hanao continued when Roman got in the car "It's some kind of magic right? Just like with my door frame? By the way what did you do there?"

[iTurnMeOn]

"You could call it that." Roman started the car and turned on the ignition, driving out of the area. "All vampires have some sort of 'magic' they are more attuned to. My clan just happens to have an affinity for blood and the art of controlling it. From a young age, I was taught how to control this power and use it in a number of ways." Roman stopped at a red light, still explaining his unnatural abilities. "What I did to your door frame was something many of my clan would call minor blood magic. I'm able to create a space, a force field if you will, around the perimeter. And because it's my blood, it will only recognize me. Anyone who gets close will be rejected entrance." The light turned green and Roman stepped on the gas, driving on forward. "What I should have done is gotten your blood and infused it with mine so that way you can get back in, but I had a feelign you would just come back home with me?" He looked over at the demon and flashed a rather flirtatious smile, winking as he did so.

[zajawa]

When Roman started telling him about his magic Hanao listened attentively. It was always good to learn something new. He blushed a little when met with flirtatious smile of vampire and then just pouted lightly.
"So in other words you cut me off from my own apartment... just for how long you would want. One insolent bastard, aren't you? Sure it would be nice to go with you to your house but.. What with tomorrow? Or the day after that? ", he asked.
He didn't really care as long as he liked Romans ideas. This seemed interesting enough and his apartment was just a place he slept in not so called 'home' so he really didn't mind for the time being.

[iTurnMeOn]

Roman laughed, turning back to focus on the road. "Well if you want to go home so badly because our date ends up sucking, I can take you home and the spell is broken. It's not permanent after all. Once I step into the field that was created, the spell will be broken. A more permanent spell is the one around my apartment. Being part of clan that is hated by all the others and is piratically on the verge of extinction can cause a man to be a bit paranoid." Roman continued to drive for a bit longer till finally coming to a stop. "And here we are." A tall, well lit building stood in front of them. A man in a bell hop suit came up to the door and stood there. Roman opened the door and stepped out of the vehicle, turning around and opening the door for Hanao.

The two walked back around and Roman handed the keys to the younger man. "Park it close by will you. I'm gonna be heading out soon." The man nodded his head and stepped into the car, driving it into the parking lot. "Come on kitten. Just follow me."

[zajawa]

He stared at the wealth and splendor from the car window. He got out of the car and looked around and then looked at the man taking the Roman car. If he was a cat he would now have flattened ears and bristled tail. He felt as if someone threw him to the wrong tale. Following Roman he casted a few disturbed looks here and there. Hanao felt rather intimidated by his surroundings and even considered to just run away.

[iTurnMeOn]

Roman looked over at Hanao and smiled. "A bit out of place, huh?" He cou.d tell the boy was a tad uncomfortable, but he hoped he wasn't turned off by the who image of it all. He wasn't the first to be a bit 'put off' by it all, at first. Roman reached over his hands, holding it in his. "Don't worry kitten. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll keep you safe." Roman pushed the up arrow near the elevator and stood there as it was sent down. The lobby was practically empty, with the exception of the receptionist at the desk and a few maintenance people walk about cleaning the place. Many of the tenants preferred to stay cooped up in there rooms, seeing as many of them were not really human. Soon the elevator doors slid to the side and the pair walked in. Roman hit the top floor, and the door closed in front of them.

[zajawa]

Hanao blushed hard when Roman gripped his hands telling him that he would keep him safe. He just nodded nervously.
"Y-you know.. Someone like me isn't used to places such as this one. It's just seems.. not right for me to be here", he said when the elevator doors closed.
He fell silent for few moments.
"Why is your clan hated and near extinction? Did you do something bad?", he asked softly remembering what Roman told him in the car. "Blood magic seems really useful when you can heal someone or make a protective shield or field."

[iTurnMeOn]

Roman clutched onto the boys hand tightly, but didn't aim to crush his hand. He looked down at the ground a small frown forming. "My mother. It started with her. She was a human and my father fell in love with her. They met during the Renaissance Period. Their love was forbidden, taboo, and many vampire took offense to relations between a vampire and a human, but that didn't stop them. The still loved each other very much, so much that they engaged and married. Because of that, many vampires shunned and we were exiled from our own clan. Shortly after, I was born. I'm the eldest of ten others. When the Six heard of this, they feared we would spread or 'sickness' to the world. They hunted us, held us against at wills. They-they did things to us." Roman clenched his free fist and gnashed his teeth. "My mother, she saved us. All of us. She sacrificed herself so that we could live, but at a price. Because of my parents sin and corruption, my mother was murdered, sacrificed in a ritual that cursed my family with this blood magic." The elevator came to a stop on the top floor, a long hallways ahead of them. They walked out and Roman continued to talk about his past.

"Her death ultimately led us to are demise. Because of this 'curse', our lives as vampires is different. Immortality is a possibility, but at a price. We have no real say in the council, but my father holds a seat amongst the Six. He is well respected, but many still hate him for the things he has brought onto all vampires and onto his family. But I suppose not all is lost. Are clan can adopt other kindred who either take our side in the dispute or wish to inhabit the dark curse. It's a foolish request if you ask me, but some do come to us for more power." Roman and Hanoa reached a door at the end of the hall and Roman unlocked the door, opening it. In front of the two was a breathtaking scene. A beautiful apartment, painted in the most vibrant of red, whites, and blacks. The modern decorum and furnishings made the room quaint and homey. And that was only the living room. His apartment was a two story complex, with more rooms on the top floor.