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The fireplace of the Uppercrust Family Manison burned warmly and beautifully while a older hound with graying chestnut hair sat in a burgundy leather chair. His right hand swirled a crystal glass of what looked like red wine while his left hand sat against his cheek.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "How disappointing.... Not only did you lose our family legacy within the fraternity of Gamma Mu Mu, You lost the games that the Gammas have won since 1930's to a woman."

He said seriously before he slowly brought his glass up to drink a bit of the wine lightly as he opened up his dark sapphire eyes to look over at a younger man in front of him alongside the young man's childhood friend. The older hound breathed slowly before sitting up straight looking down at the two.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "You lost by being lovestruck by a woman of all things?"

He said calmly but anyone could tell he was furious as his grip tightened around the crystal glass making it form cracks within the surface.

Bradley and Tank stood about five feet away from the scowling father. The latter kept his eyes glued to the floor, unable to look the man in the face. The guy gave him the creeps like no one else. Bradley the third, however, looked intently at the fire, glaring into the flames.

Bradley- "She's not JUST a woman... She's a strong, independent, beautiful young lady..." Bradley retorted, his eyes traveling from the fire to the more intense gase of his father. "And for your information, Dad, she is the toughest competition the fraternity has EVER had the honor of facing. Woman or not."

After Bradley had said this, Tank looked up, just knowing his friend, despite being right, had possibly made a grave mistake.

The grip tightened around the crystal glass by tenfold as it shattered violently within the older Uppercrust's hand while the wine spilled around his palm, spaces between his fingers and onto the pure white luxurious rug of the floor.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "Ah, Is she now... I wonder though would she even talk to you or you both if something tragic were to happen to either of you?"

He questioned seriously as he opened up his palm to show the crystal glass had not even pierced his skin at all as the wine continued to drip onto the rug.

Both younger men eyed his hand in disbelief. Surely he'd cut himself a little, right? But no. There wasn't a scratch to be found. And his words; they made a chill run through the skin of both boys.

Tank "What the hell...-" Tank muttered under his breath, stepping backwards, away from the ominous man. Bradley was stuck in place, not finding the will to follow.

Bradley- "What... What do you mean by that...?" Bradley questioned, swallowing. He did his best to appear nonchalant, but there was no denying the fear blossoming in his ocean eyes.

Bradley watched as the wine dripped slowly onto the floor from his father's unscathed hand, his skin crawling as his mind replayed the ominous question.

Bradley- "What are you-" He started to say shaking a bit.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "It's always the same inane questions. "What are you?" "What do you mean?" Or my personal favorite... "Walt, no! Please no!" I thought my own blood would be smarter than this?"

He said seriously as he stood up from his seat and before anyone blinked, a massive thud echoed through the room showing Tank on the white rugged floor holding his neck in pain as crimson was slowly staining the rug under him. Soon the older Uppercrust man was sitting back in his chair wiping his lips free of fresh blood, Tank's blood.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "Tell me what do you think I am, boys?"

He asked Bradley mostly as Tank was twitching on the floor in agony while soudless screaming as tears ran down his face.

Everything had happened way to fast. Bradley was having trouble processing it all.

The glass, the speed, the blood, the horrible, sharp questions. It was too much all at once.

The petrified son stood in the middle ground between his father and his friend, unsure of what to do, a part of him begged to help stop the bleeding, or to at least try to. But, every other fiber of his being warned him against it. Moving meant sudden death.

But what would standing still do to prevent it? He looked from his friend to his father, who seemed to still be awaiting an answer.

But Bradley couldn't speak. No matter how much he wanted to call the old man what he was, a monster, he simply couldn't find his voice. The only sounds were the fire, Tank's ragged, abnormal breathing, and the sound of Bradley's heart pounding in his ears.

A cruel smile showed on the older Uppercrust's face as the fire light shined onto his bloodied canine teeth.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "You terrified, Son. I know you are, you know why I can hear your frantic heart beats from here."

He said seriously as he laughs softly before looking over at Tank with faux sadness.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "Oh, Don't worry your friend is not dying well, no. He actually is but the spread of venom is a painful process either way."

He said honestly before his dark ocean sapphire eyes looked at his son with a similar smirk that the younger always used when feeling cocky or overconfident.

Bradley stumbled backwards ever so slightly, his right arm instinctively coming up to cover his chest. Normally that look his father was giving him would enrage the poor boy, but his fear won out over anger. A hard feat to achieve.

Scared and not undertanding, Bradley found his voice in a brief moment of determination.

Bradley- "Venom?! What are you talking about?! What are you doing to him?!" He shrieked, eyes welling with wet terror and hatred.

Laughter filled the room as older Uppercrust glanced at his son before vanishing from his seat as the young man's neck was moved aside by force.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "A just punishment be thankful I choose not to kill him or you, son."

He said seriously in his son's ear before pain shot throughout the younger Uppercrust's body as his father's bloodied canine teeth broke through the junction of skin on his son's neck and shoulder were his collarbone rested. Quickly as it came the oldest sat back in his chair while his venom slowly began to spread throughout his son's veins.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "But you, son... your transformation will be even a more painful process then your friend's there."

He said seriously as he took out a handkerchief out of his shirt and wiped his mouth free of blood, his blood, his only son's blood.

One long, deafening scream was all poor Bradley could muster. As soon as his father's hands left him, his body lost all support and he crumpled to the ground in a bloody heap.

He trembled and twitched as he grasped at his wound. His eyes rolled back into his head as he fought to maintain consciousness and gain control over his body. But it was no use.

Bradley coughed and sputtered, his throat filling with his own fluids. He could hardly keep his eyes open. The pain was unbearable, and only getting worse. His father hadn't lied about that. And though his mind was muddled and hazy, the feeling of betrayal was tightly wounds into the few thoughts he had.

The oldest Uppercrust watched as Tank stilled finally after thirty minutes then began watching his son fail in agony while his venom slowly moved into his heart slowing it down completely yet it still beating. He watched as his son's handsome features become more Roman god statuesque meaning beautiful yet deadly. Bradley's hair became more luscious and his body became more finely trimmed instead of his lean muscled former self. His son was still lean and everything but more handsome that no one would resist especially to that woman; Y/n Goof.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "We'll see how your lovesick nature works for you son especially with your friend sharing in the misery of this punishment. If you can't control yourself or emotions you'll unknowingly kill or maim your crush."

He said seriously as his venom slowly sank into the last of his son's eyes making the light ocean eyes become a deeper ocean blue near to a storm at sea.

With Tank having given in to sleep and the steady slowing of his heart, Bradley lost any will to resist the poison in his veins. The hand that had been trying to stop the bleeding of his neck fell limply beside his head. Now he lay there half dead, his entire being feeling as though it were clay then tossed in a fire and turning to stone. It was a pain unlike any other. It was like heartbreak made physical. His ice cold cheeks were wet with blood and tears.

His eyes rolled back once more as the pain beckoned for him to sleep. Maybe if he were to give in, it would go away? It was tempting; oh, so tempting. He lay there twitching still as his pain lulled him to sleep. But before he closed his eyes, he sent his sneering father the single most deadly glare any man had ever wore.

A testimony of his will to not let the old man win.

The older Uppercrust walked out of the parlor room of the mansion before setting to hot bags of blood onto the small coffee table near his chair for the boys when they awoke. They would be understandably thristy but at least when they'd wake the blood would be still warm from the fireplace.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "Good luck son when you see her again in town and even when your running the family company now."

He said seriously before locking up the doors and windows tightly as he thought.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "Between Ms Goof now working at the House of Mouse part-time and preparing to save up for her dream while accepting a position as secretary of the CEO of the Uppercrust Family company."

It was several long, painful hours before either of the two men stirred. The carpets beneath them would never again boast a snowy white shade. It was forever stained the deepest crimson.

Tank was the first to force his heavy eyes to open. A low, gutteral groan escaped through parted lips as he struggled with the sudden awakeness. His body still ached burned, though only enough to be a nuisance. It was nothing like the agony the night prior. Then again, he wasn't exactly sure the night had passed. The only light in the room came from the fire and a couple lamps. Every window was heavilly curtained.

Slowly, stiffly, Tank pushed himself up by two shakey, sore arms. His teeth grit together as he winced. He gave another groan.

Behind him, Bradley was just starting to move. Tank whipped around, much faster than he had expected himself too. Beyond the pain, Tank felt... Odd. He seemed acutely aware of everything in the room around him, even things he'd never noticed before. The haze that came with a pain induced sleep nearly vanished already.

He sat there for a moment, watching Bradley move. His friend looked so pale... Almost lifeless. If it werent for the subtle hints otherwise, he may have assumed the worse. He was thankful they were both alive at the least.

Still, memories from hours before were still as fresh as a new wound and played hard on his mind. He shuddered at the vision of Mr.Uppercrust's evil eyes. How cold they were...

He shivered. He was mere feet from the fire, and yet he felt like he'd been left in a freezer. He looked down at his goosebump-covered arms as he rubbed them, only to find skin that wasn't his. It was cold and pale just like Bradley's.

Tank trembled harder the longer he looked at his arms. Both were probably the palest shade he'd ever seen on a person. He looked sickly, ghostly even. This SHOULDN'T be his.

But he knew better.

It moved as he wanted it to; flexing, twisting. It WAS his. Whatever that old man had done had changed them both.

But to what extent, he wondered.

Quick as a flash, he raced to the nearest mirror, only to scream at the face gazing back. Two bright, ember eyes stared back at him where his black ones should have been. And when his lips opened to yell, sharp, ivory canines slipped into view. He was forced to stare at a monster.

And into the reality that the monster was him.

Howling with fury and loathing towards his own reflection, he twisted away from the glass, only to draw a fist back and strike it with all of his might. The mirror shattered into a million pieces.

And he didn't feel a thing.

This only enraged him further. Like lightning he appeared beside the chair Bradley's father had sat in. And in one quick movement, he hurled it across the room. It was such an easy feat. Far too easy. He only got more upset by this strenght of his.

Meanwhile, Bradley's eyes were just starting to open. He was somehow in no more physical pain than Tank was... But the toll the night had had on his mind was immense.

((Edited by NevermoreUppercrust))

Having the first thing he see be a deathly pale Tank going feral on every piece of furniture was no help.

Bradley forced himself slowly, painfully from the ground to his feet. Tank was an awesome, terrifying sight to behold. His already brute strength had been heightened, and his rage was like that of ten bulls at least.

It was horrible for Bradley to watch. But then, like a train hitting a wall, a wave of indescribable hunger consumed the both of them, stopping Tank in his tracks. He turned and locked eyes with Bradley. The latter shook as a wave of hunger pains tied his stomach in a knot. With a strangled cry, Bradley doubled over, clutching his stomach.

Bradley's cellphone rang out across the room with 'Why don't you do right singing' ringtone as the cell on the side table shined onto two hospital bags of fresh blood. The ID photo of the the caller was Y/n Goof in her valentine's day show personally close up shot with a seductive smile as the ringtone was her singing. The ringer kept going til it stopped with a voice message left behind in the text message inbox.

During the harsh ringing of the cell had knocked over the bags of blood one in front of Tank and the other in front of Bradley. The blood within the bag shimmered like dark rubies in the firelight meanwhile across Toon Town in a classy yet comfy brick house, sitting on a warm dark brown leather couch was Y/n Goof in her own home after graduating college she and the gang moved on but stayed close still since childhood all working towards the dream of making an X-games training center.

Tank and Bradley stood there eyeing the bags for a moment, their stomachs twisting with both hunger and disgust. The longer they stared, though, the less they cared what it was they were looking at. Their bodies screamed for the contents of the plastic bags, promising an end to the pain and dry throats. So, before either of them could think, they lept at the packages with feverish desperation. The sounds that left the smaller of the two was nothing less than demonic.

Bradley; He was nothing short of a beast as his fangs punctured the plastic. It took him less than thirty seconds to completely drain the thing. Tank was a bit slower. Now Bradley sat on the floor, his hunger induced high fading into self loathing as he realized what he'd done. He trembled as he looked at his bloody hands, his chest almost instantly racked with sobs. He couldn't believe what he'd become. He was a freak. A demon from Hell. A monster. His red-stained face fell into his hands as he cried, howling in anguish. Tank was just finishing up when he noticed his friend's sorry state.

At her home, Y/n Goof sat in her new date clothes sighing softly as she called Bradley's cell again.

After the X-games years ago including Tank's flying Bradley revenge, The youngest Uppercrust and lone Goof girl met again in Toon Town when she was dressed up in her House of Mouse uniform getting supplies for the club.

The two got talking about the past events and their dreams now since college came and went including Bradley asking her out once she graduated had from college, so she said yes.

But now there she was in her home as a romantic dinner sat on her dining table waiting for her boyfriend of four months.

The same ringtone from earlier rang out across the room loudly.

Bradley's head snapped up from his hands the moment he heard it. He turned to Tank with wide eyes, silently begging for some guidance. Was he supposed to answer?? How could he?? Poor Tank was no help in deciding.

Bradley let it ring on for just a moment as he panicked before caving in. He grasped the phone just before the last ring and answered with the cheeriest tone he could force; all while tears continued to roll down his face. He did his best to smile anyways.

Bradley- "Hey, Baby!" He chirped, his chest tightening. "Look, I'm sorry I'm not home yet... Something came up at Dad's..."

The Goof girl sighed softly in relief when she heard Bradley's voice finally.

Y/n- "Bradley, are you and Tank okay? You've been gone for five hours?"

She questioned honestly before running her bare hands through her long h/c hair as she put it into a low ponytail til she heard a loud growl outside.

Y/n- "Ah, neighbor's dog is growling outside again. I think it got loss again. Just come home safely, Brad. I will put dinner away and I....." She said hesitating at the sentence before taking a deep breath. "I love you." She said honestly into her cell.

Bradley did everything in his power to not let Y/n hear him cry. He blinked back his tears and took a breath, still holding onto his false smile.

Bradley- "I know, honey bunny. I love you too. I'll see you soon, okay? Be good for me."

His voice was hardly above a whisper any more. Tank's already battered heart broke at the sight of his friend. How would either of them face Y/n again, let alone soon?

She laughed softly before saying.

Y/n- "Says the bad boy I met in college, but when am I never good?"

She questioned him teasingly as she picked up his whispered tone.

Y/n- "I'll see you boys later, I guess. Be safe, both of you."

She said honestly before hanging up her cellphone and went to put Bradley's portion of dinner away in the fridge as she ate her own portion.

She felt like something was going wrong and to be honest she was freaking out especially for her friend and boyfriend.

Meanwhile once the call was finished his phone showed Bradley the text messages from Y/n.

Y/n- 'Bradley, I made your favorite for our private date. I'll see you soon.' At 6:30 pm

Y/n- 'Are you guys okay? Do I need to call the police?' At 7:30 pm

Y/n- 'Bradley, Tank please... Anyone talk to me? I called Max, PJ and Bobby, they went to see your dad and he said you guys left to get some things.' At 9:30 pm.

Y/n- 'I called your phone ten times, someone please pick up....' At 10:00 pm recent time.

Bradley's head hung lowly. He felt horrible for scaring her, but... It's not like he had any choice in the matter. No, but now he DID have a choice to make. Would he stay here, or would he go home to her and hope she wouldn't notice? He'd have to sneak past his father, but that probably wouldn't be an issue. There was very little he could do to stop the both of them, and that was IF he could catch them. Bradley highly doubted that possibility. But what would he do once he got home? Pretend nothing had happened? What would to do to keep her from finding out? Oh, so many questions...

But the pull towards home was unbearable.

So, after drying his tears and pocketing his phone, he turned to Tank with a stony expression.

Bradley- "Break the door down." He said plainly. An order. Tank blinked.

Tank- "What?-" He began, only for Braldey to cut him off with the same order.

Bradley- "Break down the door... I know you can. So do it. Neither of us want to stay here, and gotta get home."

Tank thought a moment, conflicted.

Tank- "But... Look at us! What are we gonna say to everybody? I mean, look at yourself!" The bigger man hollered. Bradley just shook his head.

Bradley- "I don't know how this is going to work... But what I DO know, is that my old man isn't about to take my life away from me. So, are you coming or not?"

Tank didn't have to think long. Without a word, the two sauntered over to the door. With one quick strike, Tank had it in pieces. And with that, the two made a break for it.

The sound of destroyed wood filled the mansion as the oldest Uppercrust looked up from the main staircase.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "You boys took a long time, five hours to wake up. But then again your both young, I'm warning you both to be careful don't want either of you to..."

He motions his finger across his throat meaning with killing someone.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "You'll both get shipments of wine at your homes in Port Noir wine bottles. Have fun, boys, the main door is unlocked."

He said seriously before vanishing from sight of the two.

Oh the urge to kill the man then and there was overwhelming for the two of them. But, at least one of their many questions had been answered. Bradley felt a bit better knowing there would be SOMETHING to curb this wretched thirst when it ever returned. At least Y/n would be safer.

Tank didn't look quite as soothed. Bradley saw this and put a cold hand to his friend's arm, a small smile gracing his features.

Bradley- "Take it from me, brother... You'll never sleep again if you let him get to you. We'll get back at him. Just you watch. Now, let's go home, hmm?"

As always, Bradley was a master at persuasion. Tank nodded and relented with a sigh, following Brad down the stairs and out to their cars. Before Bradley could get in his, Tank stopped him.

Tank- "Ey... You be careful, you got that? I don't wanna see anything happen to you OR Y/n..."

Bradley offered a reassuring smile, or at least the best one he could muster given it all.

Bradley- "I would rather die than hurt her, you know that..." Bradley replied. He took a breath to steady his nerves. All he could think about was the "what ifs." Before looking over at Tank "You just take care, big guy... Call me if anything happens."

And with that, the two shared a nod and went their separate ways for the time being.

Y/n sighed softly as she stood in the kitchen washing the dishes carefully now in her lazy clothes for the night. Which was a baggy over the shoulder old red X-games t-shirt and some gray pajama shorts with some black fuzzy slipper socks.

Y/n- "Five hours at work at the House of Mouse, applying for a another high-class job in a company. I get home and slave over a hot stove and that man ruins it."

She mumbled mainly towards Bradley Uppercrust the II as she finished up the dishes before getting a chilled bottle of watermelon blush wine from her cold wine rack alongside a wine glass.

As he drove farther from his father and closer to his lover, his mind was filled to the brim with deadly questions.

Bradley- 'What am I supposed to do when I get there... She's bound to wonder why I look this way.-' He glanced at the mirror then, catching his first glimpse at his new face.

It was just as pale as his hands, a deathly shade of ivory. His summer tan was gone forever, never to return. He was, however, surprised to see the fangs he'd used earlier to feed were sheathed like claws, hidden from view. She'd have to pay close attention to see the slight sharpness that remained. But he was still icy to the touch. What would she say when she held him? He couldn't possibly deny her? He certainly wasn't about to shy away from her after all they had been through. But would she say if she found out what he'd become? Would SHE leave?

Bradley growled, adjusting his rear-view mirror away from his face and turned back to the road.

Y/n sat down on her seat near the warm fireplace which was much needed during the cold fall season. She slowly sipped the watermelon blush wine from her wine glass.

Y/n- 'I hope he's alright, he sounded uncomfortable and unsure.'

She thought honestly as she set her wine on the side table and picked up the newest romance book on the table. She opened it up onto the last chapter she was once reading the book was about a valiant knight prince and his brave princess within separate realms of reality of the future.

About that time, Bradley was making the final turn before the house. He drew in a deep, ragged breath to steady his nerves. He still had a lot on his mind and a lot to think about still, but for now he chose to focus on Y/n and making sure she wasn't too worried. Once he'd pulled in the driveway and parked, he checked his appearance again. He still looked the same as an hour before. Shaking his head, he flipped the mirror away again. Then he checked his breath, only to nearly gag at the bloody smell. He downed half a thing of mints then and there. After those were gone he checked again.

Bradley- "That's better..."

He chuckled, choosing to laugh at himself rather than fuss over it. He checked his face one last time before unbuckling.

Y/n was absorbed into her romance novel getting to a steamy romance scene in the ocean's waves with the out of place knight prince and modern day version of his princess.

Y/n- "Oh, my walt." She said honestly before getting hold on her wine glass and took a sip of her wine as she read on. "Long chestnut hair tied back by a red ribbon and his tanned skin glowing against the sunset glow."

She said honestly outloud as she blushed bright red as she giggles at the description of a steamy makeout session.

The moment Bradley opened the door, he was met by the sound of her laughter. He smiled softly to himself as he stepped inside, silently shutting the door behind him. His gut was still tight with nerves, but being back soothed him a bit somehow.

Her giggling from the other room helped even further. Rather than alerting her of his return, he crept around the corner to catch a glimpse of what she could possibly be giggling at. He poked his head into the den only to find her curled up with a book, a lovely shade of honey-glow red dusting her cheeks. He sighed, happy to be home.

She giggles while she placed her bookmark into her book and finished off the last of her wine before placing her book onto the side table for later. Her warm e/c eyes glance up to see her boyfriend had come home and had poked his head into the den.

Y/n- "There's my king." She said honestly as she stood up from her seat and walked towards Bradley. She hugged him gently before placing her lips against his in a soft yet loving kiss.

Instantly, it felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Bradley enveloped her in a tight embrace, holding her as closely as he could as he returned her kiss without thought.

He hummed against her lips, overcome with gladness upon having her back in his arms. The kiss lingered for a bit before he pulled back with a playful smirk.

Bradley- "Did you miss me, princess?~" He cooed, reaching up to cup her cheek.

She laughed softly with an hyuck as she leaned into his touch.

Y/n- "Of course, I did. Oh, your probably hungry, I'll go re-heat your food for you as well get you a warm apple cider to help with the chill outside."

She said honestly before kissing his cheek lightly as she walked into the kitchen to make the dish hot and fresh once again while hearing up some apple cider.

As always, Bradley followed her into the kitchen. He was anything but hungry at the moment, but he'd force it down for her. He knew how hard she worked on her cooking. He sat patiently at the table, deciding to make small talk while he waited.

Bradley- "So, did you enjoy having some time to yourself?" He asked, fiddling mindlessly with a napkin on the table.

She opened up the fridge as she just took out a small bowl of soup and a glass of cider.

Y/n- "Besides cooking, I have some good news for you." She said honestly as she carefully re-heat the soup while she handed him the warm cider. "I was relaxing with my new romance novel and a glass of wine." She said honestly.

She grabbed hold of a new bowl and ladle the fresh chicken soup into the new bowl then handed it to him on the kitchen island.

Bradley took the bowl with a grateful nod and a smile.

Bradley- "Ah, nothing beats a sexy book and booze!~" He teased with a chuckle, lifting a full spoon to his lips.

Once that spoonful was down, he looked back up at y/n and grinned, eyes twinkling.

Bradley- "I just hope the book doesn't replace me!" He laughed, taking another spoonful.

Her cheeks flushed with crimson at his tease before she leaned against the kitchen sink to wash the new dirty dish.

Y/n- "Of course not, a make believed man can't beat the real thing."

She said honestly before setting the dish into the rack as she looked over at him.

Y/n- "Did you get into a fight with your father again? Cause when I kissed you there was a lingering taste of blood on your lips."

She said honestly before taking at closer look at Bradley looking for wounds yet found none there yet to her eyes he looked the same, the tanned skin and warmth under his skin. It was as if Bradley had camouflaged himself from her.

Bradley felt whatever blood he had left run cold. Well...colder either way, he was kicking himself for not devouring the other half of the mints in the car. He stayed composed though, and gave his head a shake.

Bradley- "No, I bit my lip earlier. Didn't leave much of a mark, but boy did it hurt!" He laughed, subconsciously rubbing at his neck. Vivid memories of the incident flooded his mind before being pushed back into the crevices of his brain moments later.

Once he realized what he was doing, he went back to his food, determined to finish it no matter how full he was.

She looked at him worriedly before sighing softly as she walked over towards him and kissed his forehead.

Y/n- "I'll be waiting in our bedroom then, Brad. Just leave the dishes in the sink for later and go take a shower."

She said honestly before heading off to the staircase and upstairs to their shared bedroom putting the nightcap glasses and tray onto the room's tiny coffee table as she sets Bradley's red and black silk pajamas onto the bed bench.

After finally finishing his dinner, Bradley did as he was told. He washed and put away his dishes, not wanting to put it off until the next day. He then headed up to their bathroom, stopping to plant a kiss on Y/n's head as he passed.

He took his sweet time in the shower, making sure every bit of blood was gone from his flesh. Once out, he brushed his teeth twice, doing everything he could to remove the taste of blood.

The amount of mouthwash used was awful, leaving his lips numb and tingly. As he looked into the mirror, he watched his appearance change from the pale ghostliness to what he had looked like a day ago.

All it took was a bit of concentration. He smiled at this, finding comfort in knowing he could better keep his secret. When he came out, he wore nothing but a towel and a cheeky grin. He had "somehow" managed to leave his pajamas, so he had to retrieve them so he could change.

But before retreating back into the bathroom, he made sure to make a show of leaning over to grab his clothes.

Y/n was moving the covers downwards to get into the warm and soft bed then grabbed a pillow to fluff it up until she saw Bradley strut into their shared bedroom half-naked, making her drop her pillow onto the floor with a massive blush on her face.

Y/n- "Bradley Uppercrust the Third?!"

She shouted out embarrassingly as steam poured out of her ears alongside her massive blush while the steam sounded like a train whistle.

Bradley couldn't help but laugh. Her cute, red face, her overly dramatic reaction; it was pure gold to him. Grinning slyly, he gave his brows a suggestive wiggle before running away into the bathroom.

About two minutes later, he strutted out. His chest was puffed out and his grin was triumphant as he slid into bed beside her.

Bradley- "Like what you saw?~" He teased, placing a seemingly innocent peck to her cheek.

She scoffed lightly as she looked away from him as she climbed into the bed beside him before lightly smacking him on the chest.

Y/n- "You ruthless tease... You enjoy tormenting your girlfriend a lot."

She said seriously before she leaned up against Bradley to rest her head on his shoulder while her right hand rests on his chest. Her fingertips slowly tracing his muscles.

Bradley chuckled as he wriggled into a comfortable position. Her stubbornness was endearing as always.

Bradley- "Awe, only because you're so cute, Honey!" He purred, rubbing his hand up and down her back.

She rolled her eyes before sitting up and grabbed hold of the sheets and blankets unknowingly to her giving Bradley a good view of her assets from behind.

Y/n- "And this coming from the hound that liked me since the coffee fiasco at the college's coffee Cafe the bean scene."

She said honestly as she wiggled her hips a bit as she moved back to lay down while pulling the covers over their bodies.

The smirk that now laid across his face was nothing short of devious. He got a real kick out of the little show she put on for him. And he wasn't ashamed about it, either. But once Y/n had layed down again, Bradley pulled her right back into his chest. Chuckling, he leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, whispering in her ear just after.

Bradley- "You know you wanted me, too.~ Don't pretend you didn't." He growled before kissing her again with another chuckle.

She squealed lightly when she was suddenly pulled back onto her boyfriend. Her eyes looked up at him with a slight blush caressing her cheek.

Y/n- "Did I? Huh, I don't know?" She teased slightly before moving carefully so that she was facing Bradley. "How about you remind me?~"

She said seductively as she slowly traced her forefinger tip under his chin before flicking it up.

Bradley giggled a bit at her challenge. Feeling rather playful now, Bradley sat up, pulling her with him. He wrapped her legs around his waist and kept his hands firmly around hers.

Bradley- "And just HOW would the lady like for me to do that?~" He teased, his nose finding it's way to the crook of her neck. Almost instantly, however, he drew back and put his forehead to her's instead.

He hoped she would think he was just teasing her, when in reality he'd caught the first scent of her blood. Though he had no need for it, he figured it would be better to be safe than sorry.

And besides, he felt terribly about the temptation. But, he continued with his little game with her, using it partially to keep his mind off of her scent.

She hummed softly before kissing him passionately on the lips as her arms wrapped loosely around his shoulders.

Y/n- 'He knows what I want and he's teasing me for it, but then again he did start this.'

She thought in her head as her hands ran through Bradley's chestnut hair which felt silky from his recent shower before using her other hand to lightly pull on it.

Bradley returned the passionate kiss with great fervor. He couldn't help the small moan he gave when she pulled his hair a bit harder. Oh, how she had a way with him.

His lips devoured hers, already gunning for complete and utter control of their little game. He knew he wouldn't get it, at least not for long, but it was the chase of the fun.

After a bit, he flopped forward, pinning Y/n against the rumbled sheets, his hands on either side of her head.

She squealed lightly as her back hit the mattress before looking up at Bradley. Her hands rested against his shoulders as she smiled sweetly up at him.

Y/n- "It's rude to keep your girlfriend waiting up as well that little shower stunt of yours.~"

She teased him honestly and seductively with a slight blush caressing her cheeks as her hands slowly rubbed up and down his shoulders while heading down his chest.

Bradley pulled his lips from her cheek and gave an exaggerated pout.

Bradley- "Aw, Darling... I didn't mean to keep you waiting! You know how Dad is- one problem turns into a million!" He half joked.

He now wore the biggest pair of puppy eyes ever. A blue-eyed puss in boots for sure. But, it didn't stay long before he was giggling and kissing her nose.

Bradley- "And as for the so called, "shower stunt"... It was worth it to see that cute little blush of yours!" He chuckled, bending down to give her another peck on the lips.

She rolled her eyes at him before pulling him down onto her body so he could easily feel her warmth against his own skin.

Y/n- "True enough, and you better apologize to me for it." She said seriously as she kissed him back lovingly.

Meanwhile unbeknownst to her, Bradley could hear his girlfriend's heart racing, her blood pumping throughout her veins tempting the new side of him immensely. Why drink warmed over 'wine' when you can get it fresh from the source.

Bradley froze as these intrusive temptations took ahold of his mind. A chill ran down his spine and he shuddered, his breathing hitching. He had done so well to occupy his mind, only for it to come crashing down now.

Her scent was intoxicating. It flooded his senses like smoke from a cigar. It couldn't be escaped. He was powerless against these animal urges.

He didn't even realize his lips had traveled across her jaw and down to the base of her neck just below her ear. His body and mind were consumed with desire and need. Need for her flesh...Her blood.

His hands on her body turned rougher, holding her a bit too tightly. Her heartbeat was all he could hear, and her taste was all he could think about.

His lips latched onto her skin, sucking hard enough to leave bruises at the least. It was quite possible a welt would be left behind if her were to ever move.

He pacified himself with her neck, trying to taste her without piercing her delecate flesh. Oh, but what would one tiny bite hurt? Surely he could be gentle with her...

He groaned, sucking slightly more gently. His last bit of reason screamed for him to settle down; to stop while he was ahead.

Her body shivered under Bradley's actions as tiny moans slipped past her kiss flushed lips. Her hands tangled themselves in his chestnut hair endearingly.

Y/n- "Ah, ah.~ Bradley.~"

She said softly through her own moans as he suckled the skin between the junction of her neck and shoulder. Her legs wrapped around his waist to hold his body closer to her.

The flow of her blood within her veins was moving rapidly from the lust she was experiencing from her boyfriend's actions.

Y/n- "More, please.~"

She said honestly in a light whisper as the light glow from their nightstand lamps shined on her showing skin. Making her look even more appealing and appetizing to Bradley.

Bradley let out a low, vicious growl. With every movement and noise Y/n made, he found it harder and harder to listen to the still, small voice warning him to stop. He tried so hard.

As he fought with himself internally, the camouflage he'd developed faded away. The concentration required to maintain it could no linger be achieved as he struggled to stay in control of his actions.

His skin turned cold beneath Y/n's hands. And with every kiss and nip he gave her, his deadly fangs came closer to emerging. It was only a matter of time. He continued to fight the urges back, but with very little luck. The sucking had slowed ever so slightly between heated kisses, but his hands roamed twice as much.

As she felt his skin turn from searing hot to frigid cold, her eyes shot open and looked down at Bradley before she pulled Bradley off of her with all of her strength. She quickly scattered up against the headboard of the bedframe looking at Bradley with shock in her eyes.

Y/n- "B-Bradley? What happened to you?" She said honestly as she looked down at him seeing that he looked the same but completely different.

Bradley sat on his knees, eyes wide and nearly glowing as he shook and trembled. His sanity was hanging on for dear life, and his face said as much. Through bared teeth he pleaded.

Bradley- "Y/n... J-just calm down. I-I won't hurt you, I just... I just want to hold you." He reached out slowly so he could touch her.

He clung desperately to the little bit of control he had left, keeping him from causing her harm. He gently rubbed at her leg for a moment before quickly, suddenly pulling her into his arms.

He tried his hardest not to be rough, but he was desperate. He needed her warmth, her closeness. Anything to get his mind off of her blood.

Her eyes widened drastically as her heart was now beating rapidly with shock and a bit of horror. Her blood pumped harshly through her veins from adrenaline that she was feeling now.

The sound of her beating heart and pumping blood finally broke him. Her hands rested against his shoulders gently and yet firm.

Y/n- "Bradley, what? Who did this to you?" She questioned him til she felt something sharp brush against her delicate skin.

Bradley's dagger-like fangs were on full display; mere seconds from puncturing her throat. He gave a hiss against her skin as he prepared himself to bite down on her.

Then, just before he could break any skin, the door flew open with a loud BANG. Bradley didn't even have time to see what had interrupted him before he was pulled off the bed and pinned to the ground, his face pressed against the floor.

Tank had arrived in the nick of time.

Y/n screamed out in shock while she pulled the sheets over her chest even as she saw it was Tank. But what she fully noticed was Tank's blazing amber eyes and Bradley's dark yet glowing ocean eyes.

Y/n- "W-What is going on?!"

She shouted out seriously til she groaned in slight pain before glancing over at the decent sized body mirror on her side of the bedroom. Her e/c eyes widened drastically as she lifted her shirt up a bit on her side to see a hand print blackish blue bruise of Bradley's hands.

She quickly ran into the bathroom and shut the door as she took off her lazy shirt now in her red sports bra. Bruises littered her skin variety from blackish blue, light purple and lite pink.

Bradley, having seen Y/n run off from the floor, thrashed and twisted under Tank's hands, doing anything he could to get free. Tank was not to be moved, though. Tank had had a horrible feeling since the moment he let Bradley out of his sight. His friend, as much as he cared about him, had always struggled with urges and emotions. Having super strengh and a taste for blood was only bound to unhinge him more.

So Tank had taken it upon himself to check on the two. And oh boy, was he glad he had. The bigger vampire growled and pushed Bradley harder into the ground. The latter stilled just slightly as the insane pressure began to hurt. Tank was livid.

Tank- "What part of "BE CAREFUL", didn't you understand?!" He bellowed, pressing even harder as he continued to restain the feral creature beneath him. "Do you WANT her to end up like us?! DO YA?!"

Bradley shrieked and tried with all of his might to push himself up, but to no avail. As he lay there helpless, the reality of it all began to sink in. He HAD nearly caused her the same pain he'd be forced to deal with for eternity... And it would have been all his fault. As that knowledge pierced his soul, he began to cry.

Y/n- "WHAT THE HELL?!" She shouted out embarrassingly as well shocked before storming out of the bathroom letting the two see her fresh bruises wearing her sports bra and sleep shorts.

Her e/c eyes looked at Tank whom was pinning down a now sobbing Bradley. A more prominent brusie was on the junction of her neck especially the light scratches from Bradley's fangs had drawn a little bit of her blood.

Y/n- "Tank, get off of him. This wasn't his fault and someone better explain to me what happened to you both right now." She said seriously as she crossed her arms under her chest with angry eyes.

Tank looked between the angry girl and her hysterical boyfriend with a conflicted expression.

Tank- "You sure you want me to do that...?" He asked as calmly as he could, still keeping the smaller male still.

Seeing the bruises he'd undoubtedly left all over poor Y/n, Bradley broke down even worse.

Through gut-wretching sobs he muttered every apology he could. He was all but begging for her forgiveness.

Y/n moved Tank off of Bradley gently before kneeling down towards her sobbing boyfriend.

Y/n- "Bradley, this wasn't completely your fault." She said honestly as she gently ran her fingers toward his hair.

She breathed slowly before sighing softly as she used her free hand to swipe the droplet of her own blood onto her fingertip.

Then she did something both daring and possibly stupid even for her, she gently stopped Bradley from sobbing then swipe the droplet of her blood onto his tongue.

Y/n- "Your okay, your alright, I will be here by your side.~" She sang softly to him to help him calm down.

Bradley buried his face in Y/n's lap as he did his best to calm down. His body shook with every hiccup and sniffle. He was starting to feel better, though, and his crying was slowing down to a whimper.

Tank sat behind the two with his head hung. He'd glance up now and again, watching thw two lovers work through yet another trial. He smiled softly, briefly, before taking a breath.

Tank- "You still wanna know what happened...?" He asked, his voice a soft, rumbly whisper.

She nodded her head slowly towards her friend before looking at her disturbed boyfriend while she kept running her hands through his hair.

Y/n- "I'd like to know what thing did this to my boyfriend and my friend.... So I can knock their head off their shoulders."

She said seriously as her other hand rested against her neck lightly.

Tank gave a breathy chuckle, amused by her reaction to it all. She was just nearly killed, yet all she cared about was them. It was odd, yet so endearing. Tank didn't put any effort into sugar coating what happened, despite a few half-hearted attempts from Bradley to get him to shut up. Bradley didn't want Y/n going after his father, but Tank surely wasn't about to lie. So, despite Bradley's wishes, Tank was blunt.

Tank- "Bradley's father wasn't all too pleased with his son loosing to a girl... We knew that much. What we DIDN'T know was that the guy's a litteral monster. When Bradley chose to defend his loss, his old man pounced on us. When we woke up, we looked like this." He explained, gesturing to himself from head to toe.

Bradley had nearly cried himself to sleep at this point. His cries were quiet, more sniffly than anything. After the night he'd had, he was totally wore out. He still muttered a few illegible protests and apologies, but he was too weak and hiccupy to seem too serious.

Y/n softly ran her fingers through Bradley's chestnut hair as she hummed softly to him while listening to Tank.

Y/n- "That's why you guys were gone for so long." She said honestly before sighing softly. Now it makes sense why when I kissed Bradley when he got home that I tasted iron on his lips." She said seriously before looking at Tank. "You can stay here in the guest bedroom, Tank. Please help me with Bradley to get him into bed."

She said softly as she reached out for her cellphone and looked through her contacts before finding the one she was looking for.

Y/n- "Your going to be okay, Bradley I swear it and you as well Tank." She said honestly before calling the number and held it to her ear.

Before Bradley could protest against the phone call, Tank had already picked him up and was carrying him to bed. Brad was too tired to do much to fight against him. Tank got his friend situated under the covers before sitting down beside the bed.

He wasn't leaving until Y/n was off of the phone, just incase Bradley worked up the strenght to stop her. He never did though. Bradley just laid there, straining his ears to listen in as best as he could, all while fighting sleep in the process.

She walked back into the bathroom and shut the door luckily it was soundproofed but the boys could no doubt hear her voice.

Y/n- "WHAT KIND OF EGOTISTICAL MANIAC ARE YOU TO DO THIS TO THEM?!!" She shouted out angrily while listening to the oldest Uppercrust on the other line. "DON'T YOU DARE THREATEN ME, MY FAMILY NAME HAS BEEN AROUND LONGER THEN YOUR OWN, OLD MAN!!!! MARK MY WORDS I WILL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS!!!"

She hanged up her cellphone, took off her sports bra and put back on her sleep top to rest peacefully before walking back into the bedroom.

Tank and Bradley both gawked at her with wide eyes from across the room. The former managed to sit up and meet her gaze, shaking his head.

Bradley- "You shouldn't have done that..." He rasped, wiping the semi-dried tear streaks from his cheeks. "I don't want him to try doing anything to you..."

Tank stood up now, heading for the door. Before leaving, however, he turned to the couple.

Tank- "Bradley, it was bound to happen. You and me can take him if he tries pulling anything. Thanks for the room, Y/n..." He said with a smile. And then he left the two alone.

She nodded towards Tank as she was left alone with Bradley before climbing onto the bed beside Bradley. Her hands wiped off the rest of his dry tears before kissing his cheeks and nose before his lips.

She lingered there for a moments before pulling back to look down at his dark ocean blue glowing eyes.

Y/n- "No more secrets from me, Bradley and I'll be okay. I've faced worst then your old man in my life." She said honestly as well seriously while she caressed his face in her hands gently.

His eyes couldn't find it in them to shed any more tears. Instead, Bradley put on a soft smile, hoping to convince himself to believe her.

Bradley- "I promise I'll try not to hide anything from you ever again..." He began, his voice in a whisper. "If you promise not to pick any more fights with Dad. I couldn't live knowing he hurt you...."

Once he'd asked this of her, he took hold of her left hand and brought it to his lips, placing a chaste kiss on her palm.

She hummed softly in thought before shaking her head a bit.

Y/n- "Not my style, Brad but I'll try. I hate him for hurting you and Tank just because of a grudge."

She said honestly as she lied down against Bradley while she snuggled against him. Her warmth slowly spread onto his ice cold body.

Y/n- "Now, I'm warmimg you up huh?" She said honestly before kissing him on the cheek. "I love you, Bradley. Hound or Vampire it doesn't matter to me because you are still you."

She said honestly as she trailed her lips down his throat til she saw where his father bit him before lightly kissing it to help him forget the traumatic thought.

Bradley's heavy eyes fluttered closed, his lips faintly upturned in a smile. He couldn't help but chuckle the slightest bit at her ever-so-stubborn remark.

Bradley- "And I love you... Reckless behavior and all...~" He whispered.

He laid there for a few minutes and enjoyed her warmth, his arms wrapped loosely around her waist. His faint smile didn't fade, even when he finally gave in to sleep.

The lone Goof girl laughed softly at his words as she watched him fall asleep before succumbing to sleep herself against Bradley.

Next Day

Y/n worked around her kitchen making eggs to go with two raw steaks for Bradley and Tank to eat then began making her own breakfast of two sunny side up with bacon.

Her hair was tied back with an old sports scrunchie as she was talking on her cellphone to the office job that she applied for months ago including her part-time job at the House of Mouse to help save up for her dream.

Y/n- "Thank you for the opportunity, I'll be there in a week's time. Thank you again have a good day, bye."

She hanged up her cellphone as she set it aside to make a fruit salad for lunch later on.

By the time Y/n had hung up, Tank was already sitting at the table. He had yet to figure out that it was even possible to alter his look to mimic his old one. He was pale as could be, reflecting any light that found it's way to him from the window above the sink. He sighed. He wasn't a big fan of being the equivalent of the moon. He knew he was a bigger guy, but he wasn't MOON big... He chuckled at his own inside joke.

Meanwhile, Bradley had just woken up, unlike Tank who had been up for hours. The former gradually made his way down the stairs. He was so groggy, so hazy. The poor thing stumbled into the kitchen, only to be met with the smell of raw meat. Great. So THAT was how the day was going to go? Bring it on, he thought. Rubbing his eyes, he slid behind Y/n and wrapped his arms around her like he always did when she cooked. He took in a deep breath as he buried his face between the tops of her shoulder blades.

Bradley- "Good morning..." He rasped, his voice muffled by his lover's back.

She giggled softly at Bradley's sleepily self even now this creature, he was never a morning person. Always looking for his life sized snuggle bunny when she was out of bed.

Y/n- "Morning, Brad." She said softly as she moved her head aside to kiss his head. "Did you sleep alright?" She asked while giving Tank his own breakfast. "I seared the steaks so they're rare steaks not completely raw."

She said honestly before before she began chopping up some strawberries slowly while she snuggled against her boyfriend gently.

As much as he wanted to complain about steak not being a breakfast food, (in his opinion at least), Bradley couldn't bring himself too. He'd complain later. Right now, after the night he'd had, he just wanted to hold his woman. Was it the smartest idea? Maybe not. But it was greatly needed.

Bradley smiled softly and pressed a kiss where the base of Y/n's neck met her back. A quiet, drowsy voice spoke up

Bradley- "Thank you," was mumbled once again into her shirt.

Behind them, Tank was happily chowing down. HE had no problems with eating a two pound rib-eye for breakfast. He'd take steak over cereal any day, vampire or not! To him, this was actually rather cool.

Y/n smiled softly before tapping his head then held out a slice of strawberry out to Bradley as juice dripped slowly down her fingers.

Y/n- "Your welcome, and I got the job. Starting next week I'll be the new secretary for this high class company for the new CEO."

She said honestly before sliding the strawberries into the bowl with her knife in one hand then shut it up after squeezing a lemons juice onto the fruit salad to keep it fresh.

Y/n- "Let's eat breakfast, Bradley and Tank please slow down. I've got another steak each for you both if needed and some fried eggs."

She said honestly as she set Bradley's breakfast onto the table with a hot cup of black coffee then gave some to Tank before preparing her own coffee by her breakfast.

Bradley sat at his spot with an excited grin.

Bradley- "That's good! I'm happy for you!" He chirped as excitedly as he could with how sleepy he sounded. "Then again, they'd be crazy to NOT hire you."

Bradley then turned to his coffee in search of much needed caffeine. He chose not to eat until Y/n sat down. He felt more gentlemanly that way.

She giggled happily at Bradley's sleepy enthusiasm before sitting down to eat as well placing the second helping of rare steaks and hot over-easy eggs in the middle of the table.

Y/n- "Thanks, sweetheart." She teased him slightly before cutting up her eggs to let the yolk be runny. "But I'll be working with a CEO of this company. I think I have the acceptance letter here. A Mr. Lawrence interviewed me and Tank he was as big as you but a giant teddy bear."

She said honestly before looking at her neatly stacked mail pile and handed over the letter near Bradley and Tank for then to see where she was going to be working at the next week.

The upper-class company where she was going was the same one were the rest of Bradley's friends worked as have their fathers and their fathers. The company belonged to the Uppercrust Family, The Bull Market. Where Bradley was going to be the next CEO.

Y/n: "I'm going to go shopping with my old friends Roxanne and Stacy for some cute but professional outfits later today. So behave both of you when I'm out." She said honestly

Bradley set the letter to the side as he listened to Y/n speak. He smiled at her playful orders, feeling much more alive now.

Bradley- "When have I ever NOT behaved?" He teased back, his grin turning cocky. He then turned to his food and ate for a bit before looking back at Y/n. "Feel free to borrow my credit card when you go. I doubt I'll be going anywhere today..."

Meanwhile, Tank had took hold and opened the letter as he was scanning over it slowly.

She laughed softly as she ate her breakfast carefully yet quick, hey when you grow up with a hungry brother and friends whim tried to take your own food if you ate to slow changes your eating habits for a while. She wiped off her lips with a napkin and took the last sip of her coffee before placing her dishes into the sink.

Y/n- "That's sweet, Bradley but I got my own card remember Hercules Platinum VIP Credit. Love you."

She said teased him before kissing his cheek lightly then headed out with her purse and cell to her red sports car. Being a Disney Starlet and an X-games four time winner as well sponsor had it's perks then left to pick up the girls.

Bradley stood at the doorway, waving and blowing a kiss as she started to pull away. Before she got too far away, though, he shouted out,

Bradley- "Have fun honey! We'll be here when you get back!" He stayed out on the porch for a moment after she drove away, his eyes not leaving her car until it was totally too far to see. He stayed even a little while after she was gone, just lost in thought. He was too busy thinking about the night prior and how lucky he was to have his amazing girlfriend to notice the morning joggers staring at him in all of his pale, handsome glory. He'd yet to put on any sort of camouflage... It wasn't until Tank, after finishing reading Y/n's VERY interesting work letter, came out and brought him from his thoughts that he realized. Tank literally had to shake him back to reality.

Tank- "Ey, yoohoo! Earth to Bradley! Yer scarin' the neighbors!" He laughed, tugging the blinking boy inside.

Bradley gave his head a quick shake and shut the door. He donned a sheepish grin as he faced his smug friend.

Bradley- "Heh, thanks, bud... Heyyyy, when did YOU become the normal one out of the two of us, huh?" Bradley laughed, earning one from Tank in turn.

Tank- "I guess when you got more Daddy issues!"

At the mall Roxanne and Stacy helped Y/n pick out her new professional clothes mainly pant suits and skirt suits with small heels along with some classy make up.

The girls talked about the things they've been upto since joining adult life even as Stacy dragged Y/n into Ursula's Secrets Store to buy a few 'extra' things that Stacy quoted.

Stacy- "To spice up your life at home and work."

That phrase made the Goof woman blush bright red with steam billowing from her ears as she remembered the night prior, thankfully the bruises healed quick thanks to her toon heritage.

After that embarrassing event and a few hours the girls went to get lunch before Y/n dropped them off at their homes then headed home herself.

Her car slowly pulled up into the driveway beside Bradley's and she got out of her car while opening up the trunk to grab the dress bags, a bag holding her new shoes, a fancy bag of special clothing and a new makeup case.

Y/n- "Ugh, Stacy, I love you but your are going to be the death of me. Dragging me and Roxxie into Ursula's Secrets." She mumbled softly as she walked up to the front door.

Inside, Bradley and Yank were mixed up in a heated game of Go Fish. They were too nervous to go anywhere with their new curses, at least so soon...

So they found anything they could to keep themselves occupied rather than falling into some sort of mental crisis. So, here they were, both giving each other deathly, glowing glares over a game of Go Fish!

Once they heard the doors open, both eyes darted towards the door and softened. Bradley beamed and laughed at Y/n's rather large shopping haul.

Bradley- "Welcome back, Angel! I see your trip was a success!" He chuckled, turning back to his game and making yet another pair. He'd been looking for that ace for a while now.

Y/n sighed softly as she took the bags to the couch and stretched out her arms exhausted.

Y/n- "I usually don't get this much but you two know how Stacy is."

She said honestly as she walked into the open kitchen and opened up the fridge to get a ice cold bottle of cola before looking at the two.

Y/n- "She even dragged Roxxie and I into Ursula's Secrets, claiming it as a spice up for our private lives." She honestly as she twisted the metal cap off to sip the soda while she blushed lightly.

Bradley stopped dead, his head turning to face her at an eerily slow pace. If he were still capable of blushing, he most certainly would have been.

Bradley- "You went to a lingerie store....?" He questioned both teasingly and disbelievingly. He then set down his cards and turned his whole body to face her.

His lips spread into a crooked smirk, his brow raised. He set his chin in his hand and looked up at her with wiggling brows.

Bradley- "Don't be shy!~ What'd you get? I'll send Tank to his room and you can show me!~" He teased her while he smirked.

Tank, who had been stealing Bradley's cards while he wasn't looking, snapped his head up with a deer-in-the-headlights look strewn across his face.

While Y/n was slowly drinking her soda listening to Bradley suggestions before her e/c eyes widened in shock thus making her do a spit take thankfully over the sink before slowly turning her head to look at the two men.

Y/n- "Bradley Uppercrust the Third, do you want to die now or later?" She asked with a serious voice as her eyes were covered up by her bangs til she glanced over at Tank with kind eyes. "Tank, you should head home and don't worry if anything happens. I got your contact on speed dial."

She said honestly smiling towards the big guy but anyone whom knew Y/n a long time knew if she was angry it would be hidden by a false smile and kind eyes.

Y/n- "I'm going to put my new things away, Pardon me gentlemen." She said with faux sweetness as she slammed her soda bottle onto her marble countertop before getting her bags in the living room and headed of upstairs to the shared master bedroom.

Once she was out of sight, Bradley and Tank turned to each other. Tank, who knew darn well his pal had messed up big time, reached over and slapped him upside the head.

The big guy then got up, grabbed his jacket and headed to the door. Before leaving though, he nodded towards where Y/n had went, saying.

Tank- "Well, Doofus, don' just sit there! Go beg for mercy! I'm getting outta here." And that's just what he did.

That left Bradley alone while he pondered what he should do and say for just a moment before deciding to just for it. He took in a deep breath and rushed up stairs, fully prepared to do as Tank had advised and beg for forgiveness, or at the very least a slow death.

When he got to the door to their bedroom, he atleast had enough sense to knock, just in case. He took another deep breath.

Bradley- "Honey... I'm sorry, that was stupid. I shoudn't have embarrassed you..." He said honestly.

Soft music could be heard from inside the bedroom alongside a few ruffling sounds of closing drawers and Y/n's own closet.

Y/n- "Come in, Bradley."

She said within the room as she fixed her now wrinkled shirt looking at her mirror while carefully taking out her earrings and placing them in her jewelry box alongside her gold heart shaped locket which held pictures of Goofy and her stepmother Sylia on one side, on the other side was Max. She hanged up the locket on her mirror hook before fluffing her long h/c hair a bit.

Bradley did as he was told and slowly entered the room. Despite coming there specifically to apologize, he couldn't help but admire her. He kept his glances respectful, at least as much as a man could with a stunning woman before him. Catching himself, he shook his head and looked to the floor. Why must she be so effortlessly pretty? He cleared his throat.

Bradley- "Erm... You look nice!" He piped up, donning a sheepish grin.

She looked over at Bradley from the mirror before sighing softly as she rubbed her temples slowly.

Y/n- "Sit down on the bed and I'll be right back." She said seriously before walking into the bathroom and locked up the door.

On her side of the bed rested a large silky purple box with gold cursive writing that read 'Ursula's Secrets' with the box rested tinier boxes but on of the tiny boxes rested beside the large one with the lid off showing the black packing paper of the empty box.

Once Y/n was in the bathroom, Bradley made his way to the bed just like she had told him to. The boxes caught his attention right away, but he tried to pay them no mind.

That didn't end up working out so well.

The opened one was the one that tempted him the most. Perhaps it was the obvious color coordination or maybe just the mere fact that it was the closest to him; either way, he found himself toying with the tissue paper more than once. At first he would stop and scold himself every time temptation hit... But that didn't last long. He was a man after all, and a nosy one at that. Before he knew it, his curiosity got the better of him.

So he looked inside.

When Bradley looked into the open box there was nothing inside of it but a long silk red lounging robe with the Goof woman's name in cursive by a darker red thread. Anyone could see the cloth was custom designed from the long flowing sleeves to the gold trim on the bottom of the robe. The belt that held the robe together was a silk ruby red, under it was a silky black lace nightgown with red accents in the shape of hearts modeled after the queen of hearts.

Meanwhile as Bradley was looking at the article of clothings, the bathroom door opened up quitely as Y/n looked over at her boyfriend before clearing her throat slightly.

Y/n- "Curiosity killed the cat, you know, Brad." She said honestly leaning against the doorframe on her hip in the lingerie set that was in that box a few moments ago.

Y/n was wearing a pure white bra-tank that covered up to her belly button decorated with white rose images stained with red paint spattlers and her undergarments were the same as the bra tank but hugged her figure perfectly. On her legs were long white yet red spalttered silk stockings with a white lace garter belts holding the stockings in place by red silk ribbons.

Bradley's jaw just about fell to his knees at the sight of her. Heck, HE almost fell to his knees! He was completely and totally enamored by the goddess before him.

He looked her over in one long sweep of his eyes. He took in every detail. The red splats in the design looked dangerously similar to blood. That didn't help his sudden urges one bit, but boy did he like it.

He stood up and made his way over to her at a creeping pace. His eyes scanned her over again. His dark eyes glittered with awe. She was a sight to be hold. He had to remind him self several times that they weren't married yet... It was a look-don't touch situation.

He gulped, now standing a mere two feet in front of her. He couldn't help the upturn of his lips as his eyes traveled slowly up to hers.

Bradley- "What are you doing to me...?~ He asked breathlessly. "If your plan is still to kill me, I've changed my mind... PLEASE, by all means, make it as slow as possible...~" He teased, smirking now.

Though unable to blush, if he WERE able to, he would have been fifty shades of red. As sly as he appeared, he was honey in HER hands. Not the other way around. She could order him to do just about anything right now and he wouldn't hesitate.

She raised an eyebrow at Bradley from his words before walking pass him with a sway of her hips as she bent down near her side of the bed.

Her hands picked up the nightgown and slipped it over her lingerie before putting on the robe but left it open.

Y/n- "Kill you, hmm?? No, that's letting you off easy. I may as well rile you up near the breaking point."

She said honestly as she grabbed hold on the large box and walked towards her dresser to unpack the last of her new clothing.

Slowly Y/n took six tiny boxes out of the large box to set them onto the vanity of her dresser before unpacking each one separately. One lingerie set resembled Scar color scheme, The second set was based off of cute style of Minnie Mouse, one was based of Jasmine's teal and gold scheme.

Then she took care of the darker purple boxes which held more risqué lingerie sets like the one she was already wearing. The first set was the Queen of Heart's roses which Y/n was wearing, A another was based off of Meg from Hercules along with a sheer purple robe, and the last one was of course based off of Jessica Rabbit 1930's speakeasy dress style.

Y/n- "Ursula is a persistent aunt of mine, especially when she wants to look my best out of the house and in the house." She said seriously as she puts the boxes back into the large one and took the 50% shopping coupon out.

Bradley tried so hard to hold a straight face. So....Bloody....Hard. But as always, his emotions betrayed him.

He folded his hands infront of himself and rocked on his heels, waiting for her to spare him so much as a glance.

Bradley- "Well, she must not have much trouble, then... I've never seen you NOT look your best..." He quietly praised.

He bit his lip and looked away. He didn't want to be the one to make the first move, last time they end up with another near-casualty like the night before. Oh, but those same temptations came running back. He wanted to kiss her so bad... But he couldn't bring himself to move unless she told him to. This was HER turn. HER turn to torture HIM. It was only fair.

She looked over her shoulder slowly before walking towards Bradley and gently placed her hands onto his shoulders then made sure he sat down on the bed.

The sound of her voice humming softly hit his ears til she sat down on his lap with her legs on either side of his hips. She moved one of her hands slowly across his jaw line and tilted his head up to look at her.

Y/n- "True enough, but not just anyone can see me dressed up like this.~ Only you get that privilege, Bradley.~"

She teased him with a voice that she only used for Valentine's Day at the House of Mouse's shows. Her seductive and breathless tone filled his ears as if testing Bradley's willpower.

Then, in a moment of bravery, Bradley's body steeled. He sat completely still, his hands planted firmly on her hips. His illuminated, blue eyes bore into hers and he smiled. If she wanted to test him, so be it. He'd play.

Bradley- "And a privilege, it is!~" He purred, eyes half-lidding. He still hadn't moved at all. It was almost as if the vampire wasn't breathing at all. "Tempt me as you wish... I WON'T be caving this time..." He stated daringly, testing HER just as much as himself.

The young Goof woman laughed softly before she leaned against Bradley until their chests pressed up against each other, she leaned her head down towards his ear whispering.

Y/n- "I'm desperate for you, Bradley.~ Can't you see how much I need you, how much I want you.~" She said seductively as her right hand went up into his thick chestnut hair and gently pulled on it. "Or would you prefer I called you, Mr. Uppercrust instead of My King instead?~" She teased him as her left hand slowly ran down his chest tracing his muscles.

Without any blush to give him away, Bradley looked a lot more composed than he truly was. All he really had to do was make sure he didn't let his face give him away. He felt confident in that. His cold hands rubbed and massaged her hips just as she was doing with his chest. His lips were curled into a cocky grin. This game they were playing wasn't easy, but he felt he still had a good chance of coming out on top.

Bradley- "Call me whatever you want, my dear.~ Whatever you need!~" He purred, his voice soft and low.

She hummed softly against his ear before moving her head onto his shoulder as she slowly began licking his neck with her tongue. If there was a few things she knew really well about her boyfriend it was his weak spots that made him shiver under her touch.

Y/n- "Brad.~" She whispered seductively into his ear before she lightly nibbled the skin on his neck.

His body reacted exactly how she'd planned. Like magic, a chill ran up his spine, making his boddy shudder beneath her. He shut his eyes, internally cursing himself. She was getting to him. Anybody could see that.

The deep flame in his eyes burned brighter as his struggle worsened. He clenched his jaw as his breaths grew uneasy. He could smell her blood again. And that was no help at all. Still, he fought back, pulling on another smirk, answering in a heated whisper.

Bradley- "Yes, Ma'am?...~"

She slowly leaned back off of him before leaning towards her nightstand taking out a heart shaped head pin from her pin cushion. Once she held the pin up to her right hand as pricked her forefinger skin easily before putting the pin back. Soon she lifted her lightly blood dotted finger up to his lips then spread a light coat of her own blood against Bradley's soft yet rough lips.

Y/n- "Just focus on me, My King.~" She whispered softly as she kept her lightly bleeding forefinger tip against his lips.

He had been in a panic when she pulled out the needle. The thought for sure that she was making a horrid mistake. But, he licked the red stain from his lips with a quickness, his tongue brushing against her finger in the process. He couldn't help himself.

He had expected to loose any and all control, just as he had the night prior. But that insanity never came. In fact, her blood seemed to put him a bit more at ease.

His tongue made a few more greedy swipes along the pad of her finger. Bradley closed his eyes and savored it for a moment. The tiny bit he'd gotten the night before was hardly enough to enjoy. This, however, was just enough to do so.

He stayed this way for a few moments before his eyes met her's again. His eyes weren't as intense as before not that his blood lust was satisfied. Just as Y/n had instructed, his focus was no longer on her sweet, salty blood, but on HER.

Y/n slowly took her finger away from Bradley's lips to see it was completely healed before she caressed his face in her hands gently as she down against him til her lips pressed against his own passionately in breathless kisses.

Y/n- "I want you, Bradley.~" She said between kisses as her arms wrapped loosely around his shoulders and neck that a sleeve of her robe slide off her shoulder a bit. "So much, please.~"

Bradley, consumed by both his and Y/n's desire, abandoned his game. Suddenly, all he cared about was kissing her and making sure she felt loved.

As those last pleas left her lips, Bradley flopped backwards, leaving Y/n to straddle him. He smiled dreamily up at her and slid her sleeve back onto her shoulder.

Bradley- "I'm all yours...!~" He cooed, rubbing the small of her back. "I'm simply awaiting instructions.~"

She whimpered softly as she rubbed her hands about his chest slowly.

Y/n- "Show everyone out there, every other guy that only you can satisfy the one woman that they can't have.~"

She teased him seductively as she slowly slipped off her robe from her shoulders to toss it directly onto the bed bench behind her back.

To that, Bradley chuckled.

Bradley- "Well then... We might have to switch places for that...what do you think, Love?" He said as reached up and stroked her cheek.

She sighs softly against his touch before kissing his inner palm lightly.

Y/n- "Go ahead, Bradley. Ravish your queen thoroughly." She whispered softly but knew he could hear her clear as day

Y/n moved down against Bradley and kissed under his jaw slowly before kissing his cheek lightly.

Bradley's eyes fluttered and his stomach tightened as she kissed him. He gave her just a minute or two to pamper him before turning the tables. And would literally, too! As quickly as he dared be without hurting her, he flipped the both of them, leaving him on top. Y/n now lay on her back with Bradley straddling her stomach. He grinned down at her triumphantly.

Bradley- "Now then..." He began. "Where were we...?~" He then leaned down and claimed her lips with a deep, adoring kiss. His hands guided her's to rest above her head, only for him to lock fingers with them and hold them there.

Y/n moaned softly into the kiss as she kissed him back lovingly while her fingers held onto him and her legs wrapped loosely around his waist. To pull him closer to her body.

She pulled back breathlessly and smiled softly up at Bradley before saying.

Y/n- "Lovingly soft loving or dominating passionate love, Brad?~" She slowly licked her lips towards him before giggling sweetly.

Bradley leaned ever closer until he was right beside her ear. He chuckled, his breath coating her neck and face.

Bradley- "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. Just tell me what you want."

Y/n- "Do what you are good at, Bradley. My dominant yet loving boyfriend.~"

She said honestly as she looked up at him with half lidded eyes filled with pure lust before turning her head aside to show off her neck to him.

Y/n- "Don't keep me waiting, Bradley, please.~" She begged knowing just how to push his buttons or limits well.

Without another moments thought, Bradley swooped in and poured his heart and soul onto her neck in the form of deep, rough kisses and bites. He never bit hard enough to hurt her, thank goodness. He only gave her what she asked for.

Light moans filled the air from Y/n mainly of Bradley's nicknames she had for him. My King, Brad, Hound dog came out as breathy whispers into Bradley's ears. Her left hand fingers ran slowly through his now darker chestnut hair while her right hand slowly dragged down her nails down now his flawless porcelain skin not even leaving a mark but a slight sting was left behind.

Bradley groaned against her neck. Slowly, deliberately, he pulled away from her and moved over to her lips, his nose grazing over her jaw in the process. He chuckled into the kiss before pulling back yet again. He smiled down at the girl and ran his long fingers through her hair.

Bradley- "Satisfied, yet?"

Y/n smirked softly as she kissed his nose before kissing his lips once more then leaned against the bed's pillows.

Y/n- "Are you?" She asked before giggling sweetly up at him and smiled at him. "We should get some rest, Brad before dinner. I know you didn't have any you know." She mentioned you know meaning blood.

~Timeskip to Next Week: Monday~

Y/n fixed Bradley's crisp black silk tie's knot and fixed his suit jacket lapels.

Y/n- "Got everything you need, Brad?"

She asked still in her robe since she was needed at her new job til eight am while her boyfriend had to leave at six am to get to the company at time for a good impression as the new CEO of his family company.

Bradley, who had been buzzing around for the past hour making sure he was prepared, took in a deep breath and nodded. He smiled, obviously a little nervous.

Bradley- "I think so... Do I look okay..?" He asked, laughing at himself.

Y/n laughs softly before kissing him on the lips softly to calm him down.

Y/n- "Bradley, you look handsome as always." She said honestly before patting him on the chest. "Love you, My king and knock them dead."

She said sweetly as she gave him a fancy steel box that held his homemade lunch and a thermos of the 'wine' that his father sent him and Tank daily just in case but the wine tasted of strawberries.

Y/n- "I made you, seared tuna steak with salad and a slice of berry pie for dessert as well some tea to wash your wines taste out." She said honestly before kissing his cheek lightly.

Bradley laughed again, this time a bit louder before giving her a kiss in return.

Bradley- "Thanks, love. I swear, that junk he sends tastes like cough syrup." He said with an exaggerated grimace.

He took the metal box under his arm before going and grabbing his briefcase. He hated carying that silly case around. To some, it made them feel successful. But to him it was just obnoxious. Either way, briefcase or no, he sent Y/n another smile.

Bradley- "Well, it's about time to head out... Good luck today, Honey.~"

Y/n smiled sweetly at him and waved him goodbye then headed back upstairs to get a bit more rest before she had to get ready for her new job.

Y/n- "You too, sweetheart.~" She said over her shoulder before yawning a bit and blew him a kiss. "Be good.~" She teased him lightly.

Bradley rolled his eyes. "Aren't I always?~" He jested. Before leaving, he blew a kiss toward her retreating figure, calling out, "I love you! Sleep well! I'll call you later!"

And with that, he left.

Meamwhile, Tank was sitting on the couch, grinning to himself. He found it incredibly amusing that, for once, he knew something they didn't.

After one and half hours, Y/n showered, dressed to impress, put on a light coat of makeup and her new professional clothes then grabbed her purse as well her purse looking lunch box as well her house/car keys.

She walked out of the house locking it up and went into her sports car then headed off to her new job.

Once she arrived in the exclusive parking lot of the company, she put her red sun hat that came with her outfit that covered up her face as well a designer set of sunglasses from Jessica Rabbit.

The parking lot valet opened up her door as a silver sweetheart Mary Jane heels stepped out while inside the building a few male employees in the open lobby were talking til the doors opened up to show a red clothed young woman.

Random Employee- "Woo, look at the new legs boys." He said smirking while the others looked at her. "New secretary, lucky kid." He said as the others rolled their eyes mumbling under their breath.

The young woman walked through the building with a sway of her hips as she walked making the male employee's heads turn and low whistle. She took a elevator to the top of the building while the front desk sent a mass email to say "New legs is here (Private Secretary for the CEO) Looks like a knock out!"

Bradley, meanwhile, was busy at work up in the top floor. He'd already been on two important phone calls, and was currently working on his computer, sending memo after memo.

When his computer dinged with the new email, he nearly ignored it. People had been blowing it all morning, gossiping. But, afraid it may actually be important, he opened it anyways. Low and behold, it was about the new secretary.

Mere gossip, yet again. He knew he'd have to confront the employees about it, but he was too busy to do it then.

A knock rattled against the textured glass door of the CEO office to show the elderly secretary, Mrs. May.

Mrs. May- "Your new secretary is out here sir, along with a few employees/your friends." She spoke kindly since she has been an Uppercrust secretary to Bradley's own grandfather and his father. "Remember as well to call your girlfriend, young man." She said honestly before leaving the building to enjoy her retirement at last.

Meanwhile the young woman was setting up her new desk after she gave Mrs. May a retirement gift basket, she took off her hat and hanged it up on a black marble coat rack as her long h/c hair cascaded down her back which was facing the office while a few employees walked up to her to talk.

Bradley had smiled at the old lady with kindness and gratitude as he stood up.

Bradley- "I will, Mrs. May, I promise. Be safe getting home, okay?" He requested.

Honestly, he was going to miss the elderly woman. She'd always treated him well, even when it went against his father's wishes. But, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't slightly excited to meet the replacement.

With his computer on idle, he straightened his tie and headed for the door. He had no idea what he was about to walk out to.

The young woman dropped her sunglasses as she sighed softly before bending over to pick them up under her desk ignoring the male employees constant comments, asking for her number and of course the wolf whistles especially when she bent over.

Random Employee- "Hey, gorgeous. How would you like to get a drink with me after work?"

He asked making the young woman bang her head on the underside of the desk before standing up fully with the sunglasses back on as she rested her hands on her hips and a raised brow.

She ignored the flirt and sat down at the desk which had a soft and rich leather chair to sit in before grabbing the man by his tie and pulled him down to her level.

???- "Beat it, deadbeat. I'm dating someone." She said seriously before letting go of the tie making the man stand up and fix his tie.

Random Employee- "Fiesty, I like that. But I'm sure your boyfriend can't compare to a man like me, sweetheart?~"

He said leaning towards her as the woman rolled her eyes while Bradley's former Gamma brothers including Tank and now inner circle of workers of tiny bosses meaning they had power of the company but not as much as Bradley. The young woman leaned away from the guy.

Tank, being the all-knowing one he was, simply cleared his throat and pointed a few feet to his left.

There, Bradley stood in his doorway looking far from impressed. His brows were knitted together in a harsh, black V above his eyes, casting an invisible shadow over his face. He looked frightfully intimidating.

Bradley stepped forward. He couldn't see the girl for the ex-Gammas were now shielding, but he wasn't looking too hard either. Right now, he had some business to take care of.

Bradley- "And just WHAT exactly are you doing, Justin? You wouldn't be harrassing a new fellow employee, would you? Now, what kind of impression would that leave on your new CEO, hmm?" He hissed, his tone calm and cold.

Justin stood up straight looking over at Bradley fixing his tie completely.

Justin- "No boss, just asking the lady for a drink date is all."

He said honestly as the young woman rolled her eyes as he tried to look innocent before looking at the young woman.

Justin- "But this chick isn't worth it, good luck with your boyfriend sweetheart." He said as he slipped her a paper slip holding his number before walking off.

Bradley scoffed at the horrible behavior of his employee, crossing his arms as he turned to face the rest of the "hunting party."

Bradley- "You all have thrity seconds to get down stairs before I start drawing pink slips. Do NOT make me fire someone on my first day. Am I clear?" He sneered, moving to stand with his friends infront of the secretary's desk.

The rest quickly fled to not risk getting fired as the sound of the paper shredder filled the air while the woman dropped Justin's number into it.

The woman slowly took off her sunglasses from her face as she put them away in her purse before speaking up.

???‐ "Thank you boys, but I could've handled that creep. I've dealt with worse."

She said honestly as she lightly put a coat of apple red lipstick onto her bottom lip then smacked them together to get the top lip coated.

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Mr. Uppercrust called his son at the company as someone he hired from Toontown sat beside him.

Bradley Uppercrust II- "You know what needs to be done miss." He said waiting for his son to pick up then spoke. "Just listen to this is all son." He said as He handed the creature the phone and put in earplugs.

Angel: "Heed me, you are in my power. Henceforth, nothing shall be too cruel or too abominable for you to do. You cannot escape~" She sang out in a siren like song similar to Y/n's.

Meanwhile on the other side Bradley's eyes where flashing from baby sapphire blue to dark ocean blue from a storm. Changing from the kind man his girlfriend made him into from her love to the man he was before in college, ambitious, cruel and malicious. A man willing to do anything and put anyone in the way for him to come out on top in the end.

((Unfinished Roleplay!!))