It was already after midnight when Yibo, wrapped in the protection of darkness, invisible to all, stood on the roof of a house, his gaze fixed rigidly on a point in front of him and yet keeping an eye on the area. Being one with himself the assassin and the vampire he is now, he felt a never-before-seen excitement in him at the thought that he could kill again right now.

The vampire in him enjoyed killing, it excited him when he could hunt. Even when Yibo was hunting Meng Yao and Su She, he felt this excitement of his dark side. But not as strong as tonight.

Already a few days ago, Yibo and Zhan tracked down the vampire Jang Jan. An old vampire and the former director of the vampire academy, who allowed Zhan and other students to be tortured at this school. He even encouraged the mean students and protected their actions.

But Jang Jan is nothing more than a coward. A vampire who only feels strong when he can suppress and manipulate weaker ones. Just like back then in the vampire academy, when all students had great respect and equally great fear of him. Just like Zhan at that time.

But when Zhan and Yibo tracked down the old vampire after only a few days, Zhan in particular was amazed at how not scary Jan really is. At the time, he seemed like a giant to Zhan, but now Zhan is more than a head taller than him. But Zhan is not only taller than Jan, he is also much stronger. And when Zhan became aware of this, finally after 190 years the fear in him that he always felt when he thought of Director Jan dissolved.

Now Zhan saw in him nothing more than a weak bitter little old vampire who wrote threatening letters to Zhan because he himself was too cowardly to face Zhan. Zhan, whom he blamed for losing his position as director and being denied the promised seat on the council.

Right after they tracked him down, they confronted the old vampire, who immediately panicked when he recognized Zhan. "W... What are you doing here?" Had asked Zhan in a trembling voice.

Zhan took out the stack of threatening letters from his bag and threw them at Jan's feet. He smiled, but his smile was not friendly, it was that of a killer meeting his prey. "Why do you think I'm here?" Zhan asked him, without once turning his gaze from him.

"W... What... What is it?" Jan had apparently decided denial was the best course of action.

Yibo raised his arm and grabbed Jan by the throat. "You little fucking coward dared to threaten my husband? You half sausage?"

"Me, I didn't do anything!" Lied Jan. Even a fool would have immediately realized he was lying.

Zhan and Yibo laughed. "So you didn't do anything, huh?" Asked Zhan, emptying out the contents of the bag Jan was carrying. And when he did, out fell writing paper, envelopes, a pair of scissors, glue, and several pages of a magazine with letters cut out of them.

"And what is this?" Asked Yibo. He grabbed Jan by the back of the head and forced him to look at the things from his bag, which were now scattered on the floor.

Jan remained silent. He just stared at the things and began to tremble. Yibo would have liked to kill him immediately. But, they were just in a public building. A library in which there were also children. And Yibo didn't want them to have to witness someone being killed. "We' ll see each other again soon! Get ready!" Said Yibo. Then he took Zhan's hand and the two left the library as if nothing had happened.

For three days they secretly followed Jan everywhere. They saw him, but he did not see them. He could only feel that they were lurking there somewhere. And the more time passed, the more panic Jan felt. Again and again he looked around to all sides, was frightened when someone accidentally touched him and cried out when he heard a loud noise.

The vampire in Yibo enjoyed Jan's fear. He loved lurking and hunting. To Yibo, Jan was nothing more than his prey. Someone he would kill as soon as he no longer felt like playing with him. Someone he could take revenge on, because he dared to threaten his beloved husband.

Already yesterday Jan had been completely devastated. No matter where he went, he saw Zhan and Yibo everywhere. Sometimes in the reflection of a mirror image, sometimes across the street, sometimes outside his window, then in front of his bed in the bedroom. No matter where he looked, the two of them kept appearing to him and disappearing again just the blink of an eye later.

Jan was so at the end of his nerve yesterday that he stopped in the middle of town and yelled loudly, "Yes, yes I did it. And now come on and finish it! Come on! Kill me at last! Get it over with! I can't take it anymore!" But of course the two did not do him that favor.

Like cats of prey they crept around their prey and approached it. Silently they came closer and closer to Jan. So close that they could smell his fear. They knew now what the council meant when they said, Zhan and Yibo are something very special together. They became one. Zhan became Yibo and Yibo became Zhan. Nothing distinguished them from each other anymore.

They move identically, think together, and speak to each other without having to use words. Their hearts, however slow they beat, are completely in tune with each other. They feel what the other feels. They are one person, one vampire!

While Yibo stood on the roof of the house and watched Jan nervously pacing in his study, Zhan lay beside him on the roof. He didn't look at Jan's apartment himself. For Zhan, it was as if he could see what Jan was doing through Yibo's eyes.

After a while, Zhan got up and stood behind Yibo. He wrapped his arms around him and stroked Yibo's chest and stomach. "I'm so bored." He said in his mind.

"What do you feel like doing?" Replied Yibo in the same way.

Zhan grinned and ran his hand down into Yibo's trousers. Yibo moaned softly as Zhan took his cock in his hand. "What are you going to do?" Yibo asked, even though he knew it long ago.

"I want to play with it. You like it when I do that, don't you?"

"Wrong. I don't like it. I love it."

"Then I may?"

"What do you think?"

"Hehehe. Thanks." Replied Zhan.

Zhan got down on his knees in front of Yibo and unzipped his trousers. He pulled them down just a bit, enough to get at his favorite toy. With his tongue he slid over it and in his head he heard Yibo moan. Even that they could do silently for everyone else.

As Zhan slid his mouth over Yibo's cock, Yibo stroked his head, enjoying Zhan's passionate love. It's not the first time the two of them have done this in an unusual place. But every time it was always exciting and beautiful. Yibo loves that Zhan is as dirty as he is and they share that passion.

While Zhan tampered with Yibo's not-so-little friend, he continued to keep an eye on Jang Jan. Since their encounter at the library, Jan hadn't slept and was completely wasted. Yibo supposed he saw them by now even when they weren't there. An, as Yibo found, good side effect of the total overtiredness of Jan.

Skilled like a pro with his mouth and tongue, Zhan quickly brought Yibo to climax. Satisfied, Zhan pulled Yibo's trousers back up and zipped them before standing in front of Yibo and kissing him. "That was nice." He said in his mind to Yibo and grinned.

"Yeah, it was. And we'll do it right later." Replied Yibo.

"Mhhh, we didn't sleep anymore just like Jan. I thought when this was done, we'd go back to the boarding house and sleep first."

"No. We have to do it first."

"Not that I wouldn't want to. But shouldn't we skip this one day so we can sleep later?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Have you already forgotten what I told you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Every day means every day."

"Oh, there was something."

"Exactly. And that's why we're going to do it later, before we sleep. Besides, you're never too tired for that, are you?"

"Okay. You're right. And I do enjoy it, after all."

"Well, we'd better get going. The sun will be up in two hours and I want to be back at the boarding house by then."

"But he's still in the study."

"That doesn't matter. We'll just sneak in through the balcony of his living room. The door is open. He's already so confused that he didn't close it properly earlier."

"Fine, let's go." Replied Zhan.

They climbed down from the fire escape of the house and crossed the street in the shade. At the balcony of Jan, whose apartment is on the first floor, they only needed to pull themselves up.

Before entering Jan's apartment, they took another look around. Even if they have permission from the council, they do not want eyewitnesses. Assassins come unseen and leave the same way. Yibo doesn't want to change that.

When they entered the apartment, they heard Jan babbling to himself. It was hardly to understand what he said. Even more, it seemed as if he had lost his mind. He giggled, talked about a stone he saw, tapped his hand on his desk, giggled again and said: "I can understand everything. Hahaha, yes over there is the stone, do you see it?"

Zhan and Yibo looked at each other, frowning. "I think he's really lost his mind." Said Zhan.

Yibo nodded. "Where's the fun in that? Killing a lunatic is boring, isn't it?"

"Hey, are we going to do it or not?"

"Of course." Replied Yibo.

Yibo carefully slipped his hand through the crack in the door from the study and turned off the light. Jan cried out in shock and asked, "Who, who is it?"

Zhan opened the door and together with Yibo he entered the study. Jan screamed in terror, yet the two were still at least ten feet away from him. He held a letter opener protectively in front of his chest and then waved it around. "Don't come any closer. I'll kill you." He threatened the two.

"Oh really? Mhhh, I think my knife is a little bigger." Replied Yibo.

"Um, I have one too, it's a sword. But, well, how am I going to explain this? Mhhh, Yibo is my sword. A blade that never gets dull." Said Zhan. Yibo smiled at that.

"You guys are totally nuts!" Shouted Jan.

"Huh? Why?" Wanted to know Zhan. Yibo shrugged his shoulders.

"That was just a couple of threatening letters. I would never have really hurt you! You were just supposed to get a little scared. As revenge for messing up everything I worked so hard for." Said Jan.

"So you moron, after all these years, still haven't realized that it was you yourself who messed everything up, have you? You turned your young students against each other, watched them get bullied and abused. You even encouraged them to become even meaner. And for what? To make you feel strong? Or maybe you got sexually aroused watching the students abuse other weaker students? Tell me, are you such a perverted bastard?" Asked Yibo.

"Me, I just wanted the weaker students to be stronger because of it."

"How so? Through violence and oppression? What's wrong with you? How was that supposed to help? You're just a cowardly bastard who got off on the strong students humiliating the weak ones like that. Nothing more!" Said Yibo.

"No, no it wasn't like that."

"Oh no? Then what was it like? Tell me, how many students were tortured? And how many of them became stronger because of it? I heard that some killed themselves because of the things that were done to them. Do you know what they did to them? Are you aware of that?"

"I, I know."

"And you didn't do anything about it? Instead, you thought the torment those students suffered wasn't enough, or? You weren't satisfied until they were on the ground and couldn't get up, were you?"

"No, no!"

"You know what? I've always hated liars and I think we've put up with your lies long enough now. It's payday! Time to give you your punishment!" Replied Yibo. Zhan handed him his knife, the one given to him by the council. Yibo looked at it with a smile and approached Jan with it.

Jan immediately waved his letter opener in front of him again. But Yibo just slapped it out of his hand. "For all that my husband and all the other defenseless students had to suffer because of you, I will now take your life. Last wishes are not allowed!" Said Yibo.

Yibo grabbed Jan by the throat and pressed his upper body on the desk. With his other hand he raised the knife in the air and plunged it down and into Jan's chest. One last short choking scream came from Jan, then he was silent and slowly dissolved into ashes.

Zhan hugged Yibo and kissed him. "I love it when I can watch you work." He said. Yibo also put his arms around Zhan and pressed his lips so tightly to Zhan's that it almost hurt.

"Let's go." He said. He took Zhan's hand and as quietly and unseen as they came, they left.

In the dark of night, the two headed back to the boarding house and went to their room where, after a shower, they devoted themselves to the pleasant things in their lives. The daily ritual of physical love.