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| Unwanted Liaison |
| +Unwanted Liason+ by Lidia Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and hell, I don't even own the story if you don't like it. Spoilers: The Vampire Armand Rating: PG, ramblings may contain sexual material, but I doubt even homophobes will get scared about it. Dedications: To: The critic; I really admire your comments and critiques, even if at times they do hurt feelings...unfortunately. Echo; always there, and helping to give me ideas Spirit Melody; a sweetheart who is a gifted writer and always comments nicely, even if you know she is just being nice And a little to Gwendolyn, for I understand that you tried, and I wish you luck in trying to get your work satisfying to others! I applaud your effort! MOM; what can I say? You are one of the best fanfiction writers I have ever seen (sorry its so long) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Beginning Lestat Of course I have loved Armand, loved and hated. However, I cannot entirely say that I have loved him as I did say...my Nicki. I love him in a way, that I would rather find him the perfect person to be with, than be that person. Nevertheless, at times, with his cherub consonance and graceful gestures, I could see myself falling for him. But it would never work, of course you would know our history. World wide knowledge now, as embarrassing as it is to him. I cannot understand why all of my vampire companions do not enjoy the fame that is my desire. But I digress, Armand, is an exception to my misunderstanding. Five hundred years of incognito circumstances...and to all of a sudden be known, and by some crazed fans...hunted. Hundreds of young, as well as old, minds buzz with thoughts of Armand daily, and who wouldn't want to think of him? I really do not understand why I think of him nicely, for right now, I would like nothing more than to rip his head off of his thin neck. He drives me crazy, yet could I forgive myself if I marred him? Not after he has just come back, not after I have just awoken. I really don't remember why we are fighting, most likely on some lot he decided to abolish of mine. I think we just made some excuse to fight, for what could be more fun than yelling and shouting at someone. Fledglings clapping hands over their ears, screaming that they would rather live in a never ending rock concert than be here listening to us. And to hear that coming from Louis...well...you understand. It must be getting bad. But I know why Armand fights with me now, and it is not because he is angry with me, or he feels he is doing himself justice by doing so. He is trying to occupy his mind, keep it from straying to Daniel. The little imp may be able to shield his thoughts, but I am so skilled in reading emotions. I am sure you are well aware of that as well. I sometimes laugh on how stupid both of them are. So in love and so oblivious to each other. But I cannot blame them for being unable to show feelings that are so sacred...and so afraid they will be crushed by the other. I myself had that problem with Dear Louis for so long. It has long since been solved, yet I haven't approached him for so long. Not since I had risen from the floor. As far as I know, he is with David, talking to some mortal. I didn't take the time to listen to details. "Blah blah blah...taking Louis to go see a mortal girl that...blah blah blah..." was about all I caught. I wasn't really concerned, just wondering when they would get back. My amusement came earlier this evening. I had been staying in Imp Manor on the Night Island, for why would I like to be alone for a few months while my boring fledglings went off on some adventure. The Vampire Lestat, stay home and let them have all the fun? When have you ever heard of something so comedic? I know you are probably starting to wonder why I am explaining so many small details, but that is just me. Well...tonight, Daniel showed up, out of nowhere. I must say, I was surprised to see the modern, blonde vampire roaming the halls while I was out looking for my new leather jacket I had thrown somewhere the previous evening. His violet eyes nearly beacons in the dull, dusty air of the large sitting room. "Where's Armand?" he had asked. Oh yes, did I forget to mention? Our favorite little vampire is off in New York on some expedition, probably leaving to relieve himself of our feud. Gone on long enough anyway. And I had found myself the perfect little sport. (He wasn't gone too long, or why would I be here?) "Away." I said, strolling up to Daniel and putting my arm around his shoulders. "And why are you looking for him?" I asked, a grin starting to grow on my mouth as I walked with Daniel to the main hall, listening to his dull dribble about missing his maker. Part 2 added March 3, 2002 ~~~Lestat~~~ Dull dribble, that's all it was. Words pouring from his mouth about all he had been through. But why would I care? Yes, Daniel was interesting...sometimes. About now, I wasn't really interested in becoming a psychiatrist for lonely fledglings, we can leave that to David. "I haven't seen him since...since--" I knew already, since he had killed himself in the sun, we all knew. The estrangement puzzled some of us, why didn't they just come together as they so longingly wanted to. Well, it wasn't entirely my business...until now. "Daniel, look" I said, cutting off his lovelorn speech. "Armand isn't entirely...ready to talk to that many people yet. As you know, he has just come back, and he has his children to watch over." "But don't you think he would--?" "Think he would what? Want to see his fledgling? I'm sure somewhere in his heart he does, but he may not realize it yet. Why not wait for him to come to you?" Cruel I know, but I wanted to go clubbing tonight and it didn't look like he was ready to leave anytime soon if I didn't push. "But what if he doesn't? I mean, its Armand, do you really think--" God damn it Daniel. "Why don't you come with me tonight, harmless fun, and we'll talk about it tomorrow evening. I'll see when Armand is coming back, and I'll see what I can do to help you out, alright?" Daniel seemed to be in thought for a moment before he nodded. ~~~Daniel~~~ I was surprised to see Lestat in the manor. What was he doing here? Shouldn't he be out switching bodies, burning shacks, or visiting hell? At first I thought I was seeing things...but I wasn't Louis, I don't just imagine Lestat's apparition everywhere. I had so wanted to see Armand. It had been so long, and I had shed so many tears, so wanting to see my old maker. To tell him that I did love him, and that when I ran away the last time...was not supposed to be...the last time. I cannot say how many times I broke down over the past few months, wishing to dissolve myself in the drink I had once used as a mortal. But I could not, so I spent my time in dangerous towns, back alleys, feeding off alcoholics and druggies. It had taken days to muster the courage to even walk up the footpath of the once familiar manor, now so old. It was still grand, still a beauty and shock to the eyes as it had once been. But I hadn't seen the auburn cherub of my dreams, I had seen the Brat who loved to skirt around the issue, tease until you merely wanted to leave. I tried to speak to him, let my feelings go. Confessions of my time with Jessica, my love for her, my wanting for Armand, my wasting away as I wished I could see my maker. Just to say good-bye, to see him once more. I sounded weak, compared to the Daniel I had once been. Wild, modern child to all the ancients, now...just a vampire, mourning what was once mine...but never really was. Armand was a child of the old world, nothing more to me then a being, unable to be captured, unwilling to be loved. I struggled to speak as Lestat talked above my words, telling me Armand didn't want to see me. I didn't care! I wanted to see him. Finally he invited me clubbing. That was not the kind of thing I had wanted to do, but he was so convincing. Damn him. I just wanted to strangle him...oh if it were possible. Updated Soon... Fan Fiction Home |