#castle=vampire

@icemaiid​

What’s the first thing that comes to your mind when you see a gigantic castle? Vampires. Of course it would be vampires, it’s the only logical option. Vampires and castles always come together. It’s one of those things that you just can’t pull apart. The aristocratic vampire, in elegant attires, living in his own personal castle. Isn’t that how most stories of vampires always start? No one has ever heard of a castle-less vampire. And, following that logic, there shouldn’t be a vampire-less castle.

And in Bellevue, there happens to be a castle. How convenient, right? It would be nothing but logic to think the castle would belong to a millenary entity like himself. He had thought so the first time the crimson of his eyes stopped on the majestic figure on the outside of the city, and his opinion hadn’t changed one bit. His older brother had said they would return to the castle –that obviously belonged to them- when the time was right and had forgotten about it. But Ritsu was different. If he was in such a big castle, no one could come bother his sleep. Not Izumi, not Komui, not Kajika, not Lighting, and specially, not Rei. No one could tell him to do his homework or go to class or stop dozing off.

So, when he found the chance to sneak into the castle, he did. Dodging all the maids and other workers that could have told him to go out –of course, they wouldn’t remember he’s the owner considering its been hundreds of years since he last lived there-, he went to the darkest and most silent place he could find, and folding his jacket into a nice pillow, he laid down;