One Year Later AU

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After six months in New York, Logan couldn't say he was that thrilled to be back in LA. Not that New York had been fantastic either, though the change of diet had been nice. People out there tasted better. Fresher. Less like fake tan and carrot juice and more like good wine and stake.

He'd only been back a day though, and the fact that he was already bored out of his mind was a bad sign. Sure, he'd upgraded to a better hotel with a bigger room and better staff who could better serve his needs (nothing better than a hotel run by a fellow Vampire to call home), and yeah, after his latest business venture he had more money than he'd need for the next three decades or so... But he was bored. Bored of LA. Bored of everything. Maybe it was time to try somewhere new.

Europe has always been very vamp friendly, or so he'd been told, and he wondered what Italy was like this time of year.

An older man came to stand beside him, leaning against the bar and looking him over. Human, late thirties, good health... and a stake in his coat pocket. Thrill killer. There was always one that snuck into the club, if it wasn't this guy, it would be someone else. When he reached out and stroked Logan's cheek, Logan smirked, tilting his head and playing the role of naive young blood. Five minutes later and they were in one of the back rooms... ten minutes later and Logan was back at the bar, blood on his shirt and the wooden stake sitting next to his beer like a trophy.

Hunters weren't like the rest of LA. They tasted just fine.

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[little_moons]

I stumble back up the stairs, limbs feeling warm and heavy and loose, wiping a drop of blood from my lips and slamming the door shut behind me to muffle the screaming. Buzzing with a free kill and a good feed, I slip into the master bedroom, already stripping out of my blood-splattered shirt and watching him from the doorway.

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Wearing only a pair of loose fitting pajama bottoms that he'd found in the newly stocked closet, Logan sat in the bed with one bedside lamp on, flipping through an old book. Some trashy airport paperback that had probably been his mother's.

He glanced up when Neil entered the room though, taking in the other boy's blood stained clothing and quirking a brow. "Any survivors?" he asked sarcastically.

[little_moons]

"Got a little messy. I saved you some," I say, tossing my shirt to the floor and stripping out of my pants on the way over to him.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"That's good, I like to get in a mid-day snack," Logan said dryly, looking Neil over again before returning to his book.

Not that it was half as interesting as Neil's body...

[little_moons]

Without a word, I reach out and snatch the book out of his hand, sending it flying and crashing into the wall next to the bed with a satisfied and mischievous grin.

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Looking up, Logan gave Neil an unamused look. "Go get it," he said firmly, making it clear he wasn't in the mood to play games and that he expected Neil to do as he was told.

[little_moons]

Snorting out a laugh and narrowing my eyes, I say, "Yeah, I don't think so."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Do it, or I'll make you," Logan warned, looking annoyed.

[little_moons]

"How you plan to do that?" I ask, leaning toward him a little, cocking my head to the side and giving him an almost innocently curious look.

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Eyes narrowing, Logan reached out and grabbed the other boy by the throat. "Do you really want to find out?" he asked. "I'm not in the mood to play with you, so stop trying to get under my skin."

[little_moons]

"Yeah? What the fuck are you in the mood for?" I hiss, teeth bared and leaning into the touch instead of cowering away.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan didn't say anything, he just shoved Neil away roughly. "Nothing," he decided, even though that wasn't true. He didn't know what he wanted... he was just restless.

[little_moons]

Stumbling back, I grind out an angry... fucking frustrated as hell, "Fuck you. Get your own fucking book."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan actually smirked at that. "So tough," he mocked. "Look at the little street walker, give him immortality and suddenly he thinks he has a backbone."

[little_moons]

"Yeah, and what have you got?" I counter, barking out a laugh and taking a step toward him again, "A whole bunch of assholes willing to cater to your every whim, a bunch of business deals and more money than you know what to do with, and you hate every fucking minute of it. Look at you. You'll fly right up to your big, posh ski lodge with the street walker to do what? Sit in a fucking chair reading a goddamn romance novel. Fucking nothing. You don't wanna play? You'd rather sit here alone. Well, fine," I say, snatching up my shirt and yanking it on with so much force I'm almost afraid I'll rip it.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Fuck you," Logan said coldly. "Why the hell did you even come here with me then? You know exactly what I'm like. You knew what you were signing up for."

[little_moons]

"Why the fuck did you bring me?" I demand, coughing out another laugh and going out into the hall to find my shoes. "I figure, maybe, you'd stop being a fucking asshole for once. Guess I'm just a fucking idiot."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Well how do you want me to act?" Logan snapped. "What do you want from me?"

[little_moons]

"I don't know," I mutter, shoving my feet into my boots and standing in the living room buttoning up my shirt. "Maybe I just want you to want something from me."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"I always want something from you," Logan said with mock sweetness. "I want you to be the same little slut you were when I first found you. I want you to be good and obedient... and at some point I want you to suck my cock. But if you think I'm going to put up with you acting like a little bitch just to get that, you're mistaken, sweetheart."

[little_moons]

"You want me to sit in the corner 'til you're ready for me? Just because you caught me sucking cock in an alley doesn't mean I'm gonna be your fucking whore," I sneer, "I don't do that shit unless you're paying me."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Who says I wont?" Logan asked simply, raising a brow. "Like you said, I've got more money than I can spend."

[little_moons]

"I don't want your money," I laugh, finding my coat thrown across the couch and shrugging it on. "You talk about Joe being such a hard ass. Burning you with crosses and shit. Reeling you in and hurting you, then tossing you away? I think I'd rather have that. At least it's something."

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"Maybe you should look him up then," Logan replied, looking annoyed. "And Joe never tossed me away. Joe... I could go back to him any time I wanted. Don't act like you know me. You don't know shit about me, alright?"

[little_moons]

"Yeah, that's great, but who the fuck do I go back to?" I snort. Fucking nobody, that's who. I haven't even let myself go near Wendy for fear of what I might do. Guess some things just don't get erased after you die. "And from what I can tell, there's not much to know."