Gerard Way & My Chemical Romance

Title: Red darkness chapter sixAuthor:dandygrrrlPairing: Frank/Gerard, (My chemical romance) Bob(Mcr.)/Ryan Ross (Patd), Gabe Saporta (Cobra starship)/ Mikey Way (Mcr),  Beta:emochick127Rating: Overall NC-17Summary: Gerard's a born vampire, so is Frank but doesn't know it. Set in the future when vampire's have taken over,  and these vampire's can go out in the sun,Disclaimer: Don't own anyone but I might try kidnapping bhahahahaWarnings: vampires, bdsm, crack written as 100% serious, male preg...Author Notes: Well it's the re-write of Red Darkness. I feel I'm a better writer now then what I was because I've been tking a basic English course, and to the people that go on about the vampires being able to go out in the sun read about vampire legends before the seventeenth century you might be surprised if you go a few hundred years back. After lunch, Gerard walked Frank over to a large building behind the school. Gerard explained it was there for vampires only, and the only humans you were likely to encounter was either on a leash or were there to be someone's lunch. Frank nodded as he listened to Gerard. He knew part of him should be disgusted by what Gerard was saying, but despite being brought up by humans he had the mind of a vampire. By his genetic makeup, he would see humans as nothing but cattle and at best would look upon them with nothing but disdain.  Frank noticed as they entered the house how opulently it was decorated. There were leather sofas scatted around with brightly decorated cushions, and the stripped oak floors had expensive rugs covering them. There was music blaring from speakers and vampires milling about. Frank found it hard to believe that he belonged in this world; he also noticed how the other vampires treated Gerard. It wasn't exactly fear, but it was certainly highly respectful. "So Frank, how did you get the black eye?" Gerard asked as they sat down, his hand tenderly stroking Frank's fringe away from the bruise. "T...This morning." Frank answered, looking down as Gerard stroked his face. "It h...happened this morning." "How did it happen?" "Some lads hit me. I...it was who I was running from w... when I ran into Ryan." Frank whispered, looking up and meeting the intense blackness of Gerard's eyes. "Do you know their names?" "No... I... I bumped into them, and... they hit me" "Frank, from now on you're under my protection. No one lays a hand on you without answering to me, we are Entwined." Gerard whispered before leaning over and gently biting the lobe of Frank's ear, making Frank sigh and lean into Gerard's touch. "Entwined?" "Yes. It means that we are soul mates, and from now on everyone will know you belong to me. You're my mate and that, Frank, makes you as good as a Way. Now if you see those maggots again make sure you tell them I'm coming after them, and I'm going to make them beg for death." Frank closed his eyes as Gerard lips met his. His whole body melted in Gerard's strong arms. Yes, he belonged to Gerard, and as he felt Gerard's fangs against his lips drawing blood he almost swooned from overwhelming pleasure. Gerard pulled away and licked Frank's blood from his lips, savouring the delightful taste. He felt that he had never tasted anything so delicious in his life; he knew he was going to get addicted to the taste of his love. "Now Frank, I want you to go to your next lesson and make sure the human scum know you're a fertile vampire, and tell them you're my lover." "Yes Gerard." Frank smiled sweetly, taking some strange pleasure in knowing that from now on people would fear getting on the wrong side of him. "Go, before I throw you down and do wicked things to you." Gerard laughed as Frank stood; before Frank could move he gave his ass a slap, which by the colour that flooded Frank's cheeks he knew he found it a turn on. Frank walked into his class a good ten minutes late. He looked up as he heard someone jeering at him. He met the eyes of the very boy that had hit him only this morning. He smiled to himself. Oh he was going to have some fun with this. "You're late." The teacher at the front of the class said. "I got lost." Frank shrugged, going to sit down. He found himself feeling rather confident, a feeling he was unfamiliar with but he was quickly growing to like it. "Ah, the new boy." The teacher said. "A boy? Look at him! I wouldn't call it a boy." A girl giggled. Frank looked at her and sneered slightly. "Oh Stuart, did you see the look it gave me?" "Yeah Harding. Give him another punch for that." Another lad sneered menacingly. "Settle down now class" The teacher said, looking down at her resister. "Frank." He smiled as the teacher seemed to be having trouble finding his name. "Yes Frank. I want you to come up front and tell the class all about yourself." Frank sighed and walked up front. Normally his shyness would get the better of him, but he was a vampire so what could they do? Their cruel names meant nothing anymore. "Well my name's Frank. I like reading comics..." He started only to hear the girl from earlier shout out "What a fucking nerd." "And you look like your brain has been removed and replaced with jelly." He answered, looking at the girl with disgust, much to the outraged looks of Stuart and his lackeys. "I'm going to fucking rip your teeth out you, fag." Stuart snarled. Frank looked down, hiding the sudden laughter that he nearly burst out in, which Stuart mistook for fear."Oh is the little fag going to cry?" "Oh, he might tell his boyfriend if he's a fag. You got a boyfriend, Faggot Frank?" The girl piped up again. Frank looked back up hiding a smirk from his lips as he met their eyes. "Yes, as a matter of fact, you could say that." "Oh my god he is a fag. Well we beat up little faggots, right lads." Stuart grinned, cracking his knuckles. "Can I watch?" The girl laughed, flicking her curling hair over her shoulders. "Sure Cherry, what's your boyfriends name fag? It be more fun to beat the shit out of the two of them,"Frank smiled .He couldn't help it now, a part of him was enjoying this so much. "My boyfriend's name is Gerard Way, and as I was going to say I'm a fertile vampire." The classroom went completely quiet. The look on Stuart's face was the best thing he had ever seen. His face had gone deathly pale as he realized what he had done. "Oh, Stuart, I'll be sure to tell Gerard you're going to beat him up, he wanted to know your name anyway after he saw I had a black eye. Said something like when he found out who hit me that they would be begging for death, and now I know your name, Stuart Harding." Frank grinned, going to sit down. He felt slightly guilty that he enjoyed that, but damn. It was only a few minute after Frank's little run-in that Ryan came bouncing into the class room."Hey Frankie" Ryan smiled, waving slightly effeminately at Frank. Frank smiled, waving back. Ryan came over, sitting in the seat next to Frank, smiling as he looked behind him at the jocks who were still sitting in some sort of shock. "What's up with them?" Ryan asked, putting his lap top on the table and opening it. "Well, after Stuart pointed out that he was going to beat up a little fag like me, I pointed out that I was a fertile male vampire." Frank grinned, knowing he was taking some perverse pleasure in all this. "I also pointed out that Gerard had said when he found out who gave me a black eye he was going to make them beg for death, and guess who it was Ryan? Yes, it was Stuart." Ryan smiled sweetly, turning round and looking at the group behind them, before standing up and walking over. "Oh dear. Stuart I do hope you've written a will, because seeing as my boyfriend is best friends with Gerard, I know he's mightily pissed that his chosen mate has a black eye. You do know Gerard Way right? Scary mother fucker, collects medieval torture devices and uses them." Ryan laughed, as if he was having afternoon tea with Stuart and his lackeys. "Yep, you are pretty much fucked Stuart, since Frank is pretty much a Way now and you gave him a concussion. You are fuckey, fuck, fucked." Stuart wanted to cry as he listened to Ryan. He knew that when Gerard caught up with him it was over. He had heard rumours about what happened to the jock that who had hit Mikey Way. It was said that when Gerard and Bob had finished with him that he was pretty much nothing more then a stain on the floor. Gerard had turned torture into an art form. He looked at the boy in front of him and wanted to turn back time.