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Nothing is as it Seems	By : Liryc41731 Category: +S to Z > Trinity Blood Views: 2307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Nothing is as it Seems
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Snow had fallen, making a light blanket over the countryside of Germany, where a sprawling, three story house was built, surrounded by tall trees and a garden that was always well-tended to in the spring. A tall iron fence surrounded the manor, and the gate hung open at the entrance, welcoming all who chose to enter to the house itself. Isaak was far beyond the stuck-up rich types who refused to associate with the 'commoners'.

His housekeepers had freshly cleared the snow from the cobblestone driveway and swept the drifting white off the stairs to his front door to eliminate the possibility that someone might slip, and they checked outside every hour to be sure that no more snow had fallen, clearing away any that did.

Isaak had just retrieved his mail, and was lounging in a burgundy velvet-covered plush armchair in the library, in front of a roaring fire, using an old-fashioned silver letter opener to slice the envelope of a message from an old friend of his. He hadn't heard from her in years, and was rather surprised to find what the letter had inside.
Isaak,

Sorry to send you a letter on such a serious matter, but I have recently run into a bit of a problem, and I need to ask a favor of you. I know you're aware that I have taken in members of the Imperial royal family of the Methuselah Empire, but recently it has become difficult to care for them. Uprisings here in Albion have made it difficult to hide the nature of my Lords, so I hoped you could keep them in the �secretive� depths of your manor until it is safe to return them here. Their mother, Lady Sahl, would be displeased if something happened to her beloved boys, and I have no intention of insulting her memory by allowing them to be captured and dragged away for experiments.

I'm sure that makes little sense to you, but... These two are a special pair of individuals. They are a new race, called Crusnik, who feed on Methuselah blood. They may eat normally as well, but they MUST have the blood at least once a week, more if they want it. You can't deprive them of the blood. If they want it, it's with good reason. I will send the supply I've been keeping, and I'd hate to put the strain on you to try and provide the blood for them yourself, so I will give you the name and number of the man I do business with. They are nice young men, and I think you'll enjoy having them around. It has to be so lonely out there all by yourself...

I'll bring the twins to you as soon as I can, so expect me within days of this letter.

All my love,

Noelle

Isaak smiled a little, and set the letter down. He hadn't seen Noelle in such a long time. They had been lovers once, when they were teenagers, and before Isaak discovered he was gay, and their breakup had been mutual. At least they had stayed in touch. Isaak enjoyed Noelle's company. She was a smart woman, and overall rather fun to be around. But... He never knew the extent she had involved herself with the Methuselah until now, and, naturally, had never heard of these Crusnik before.

Almost shamefully, Isaak pondered what the brothers might look like... Tall? Handsome? Brilliant? Or not even human-looking at all? He was actually worried he might lose control and make a move on one of them if he enjoyed them as much as Noelle said he would. He smiled, trying to fit an image to the names. Cain and Abel Nightroad... What might they look like? Perhaps paler hair, of a sandy shade, maybe a little wavy, and smiling, happy faces. They would be well-built, but not too muscular... His doorbell echoed through the house, and he nearly fell out of his chair as he was jerked out of his daydreams. Was that Noelle?

Isaak rose, and headed down to the main floor, and opened the door to find that, sure enough, Noelle Bor was standing before him, in all her curvaceous, voluptuous glory. She was a beautiful woman, any man could see that. She tossed her wavy, black hair off of her gorgeous face, and leaned in to hug Isaak, both of them kissing the other on the cheek.

�Oh, Isaak, it's so good to see you again.�

�And it is wonderful to see you, Noelle. So... Where are these Crusnik?� he looked over her shoulder, still holding his pre-created image in mind, and she stepped out of the way to reveal a pair of adolescent boys, just into their teens, carrying luggage up to the front of Isaak's house. He fought to keep his expression from turning to one of horror. She hadn't mentioned babysitting! He wasn't a father figure, and he didn't want children! Both of them wore form-fitting black pants and boots, and over that was a high-collared tunic in white, the blond one's with red trim, the silver-haired boy's with blue. The blond was smiling joyously, while his brother looked rather gloomy as he dragged his suitcase behind him, but at least he and Isaak had mutual feelings at this point... Neither of them wanted to be here right now. Isaak was rather surprised when the blond walked right up to him, and stuck out his hand to shake,

�Hello, my name is Cain Nightroad.� His eyes even shone when he flashed a dazzling smile, his irises the purest crystalline blue Isaak had ever seen. His features were soft and fair, like an elfin boy, and he was slim and slender, his golden hair not quite brushing his shoulders. He held a sort of charm about him that made Isaak smile too when he shook his hand. Well, maybe it wouldn't be so bad?

Cain looked back over his shoulder, �Come on Abel! Don't be scared!� The other was standing there shaking, holding his arms and rubbing them up and down as if he was cold, but considering the weather, Isaak wasn't surprised. Isaak looked to Noelle, and she seemed to tense up a little. Another glance at Abel, and the boy looked up at him with an almost sickly expression, then his eyes rolled back and his knees gave out as he collapsed in the snow, convulsing violently.

�ABEL!� Cain screamed, and dashed with the most unbelievable speed Isaak had ever seen in a being to his brother's side. Noelle followed, checking his vital signs, Isaak coming up to stand beside her.

�He needs blood! Lord Cain, did he drink that tea I gave to him this morning?�

�N-no, he said he doesn't like that kind of tea... He didn't... Is he going to be all right?� Noelle jumped up, and dashed to her car, but Isaak stooped and knelt, picking Abel up off the ground. With his own fangs, he pierced the skin on his wrist, and with a tenderness that surprised even him, he pressed his skin to the boy's lips, allowing a few drops of the substance to slide into his mouth. Abel instantly latched on, and sucked gently, and Isaak almost found it disturbingly arousing; Abel was just as beautiful as his brother, no matter how young. As he stirred and woke, he sucked just a little harder, and Isaak could imagine what he could do with that mouth... Maybe if Isaak offered his neck, dripping blood in this same fashion, or his...

Abel pulled away and sat up, flushing deeply, and Noelle returned to them as Abel stood up, and she stroked his hair,

�I suppose I should have told you the blood was in the tea, shouldn't I? Sorry, Lord Abel,� she kissed his forehead, �And thank you Isaak. I don't know what I'd do without you.�

�It was nothing. He would have been all right if you had simply gone and retrieved the blood for him, I am sure. I simply felt like I should help out, being the only Methuselah here.� He smiled.

�Thank you...� Abel muttered, and cuddled up to Cain when the blond threw his arms around him.

�Don't scare me like that! You're all I have, Abel... And Miss Noelle.� He smiled at her, and she smiled back, and the group stood once again.

�Boys, this man is my good friend, Isaak von K�mpfer. He's the most trustworthy man I know, and you'll be well taken care of. I have to get going, but I love you both,� she kissed both of them, and kissed Isaak on the cheek again. �All right, here is the name and contact information of the man I get my supply of blood from, and this,� she gestured to the metallic, airtight box, two feet deep and three feet wide, that Cain had along with his suitcase, �is what's left of my supply. It has to be kept cool, so you'll have to refrigerate it somehow, but I'm sure you have room.�

�Oh yes,� he smiled, �Or I can make room. I promise I will take good care of the boys.�

�Thank you,� she gave him one final hug, and turned to go back to her car, smiling and waving.

�Come along, my Lords, I will allow you two to choose your rooms. Any of the unoccupied bedrooms are yours for the taking.�

�We'll only need one. Cain and I share a room...� Abel said softly. Isaak nodded, and opened the massive hardwood front door, the window of diamond-shaped panes of glass, the handle a brushed nickel finish.

�If you would not mind taking your shoes of here, I would greatly appreciate it,� He led them up the staircase to his right along the wall, bringing them out of the gaping entryway, and they reached the second floor.
�All right, the spare rooms are here. Mine is on the third floor, along with the library and study, and the tower has an observatory with a telescope if you feel the need to stargaze. The bathrooms are through the redwood doors, and there is one on each floor.� Cain smiled widely and dashed down the hall, opening every door and looking inside to see which room he liked the best, and gestured for his brother to follow. The shy Abel went to look too, and was soon showing his own form of excitement, smiling just a little.

�Ooh, how about this one?� Abel pulled open the door at the end of the hall, finding the largest room so far, this one with a neutral scheme on the walls of different warm shades of brown, the furniture a bright candy apple red. Isaak smiled. It was kind of cute watching them... And they were so close, never standing more than an arm's span apart at any time, mostly shoulder-to-shoulder with one arm around the other boy's back. They jogged back to Isaak to grab their suitcases, and the Methuselah chuckled,
�I will put the blood away, and if you need me I will be upstairs in the library, all right? I have a little bit of work I would like to get done before it gets too late.�

�All right. Abel and I might join you later, but we'll get moved in first.� Isaak nodded, and turned, heading back down the stairs, and opened the heavy, silver container to find the blood stored in clear bags just like donations at a hospital, easily stacked wherever there was room in his refrigerator, the case itself stowed in a corner of the kitchen. He pulled his reading glasses out of his breast pocket as he made his way up to his room, putting them on and planning a nice afternoon with his books, and maybe entertaining the Nightroad twins if it came to that. He was a little ashamed of his initial thoughts on the boys, as they seemed to be more mature than their age or boyish faces showed, and he was sure now that it would be less babysitting and more like having younger companions than anything. He was glad for that.
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