Disclaimer: No harm meant to Anne Rice or
others and if you think I'm capable of
making a profit off of my writings, I
thank you for the praise but you are sadly
mistaken.

Spoilers: QotD, MtD, and TVA

Comments: Feedback deperately needed. It's
my first spec, but no need to be gentle.


He saw him, then, across the street. The
slim, ashen haired form was looking at
him. They had only been separated for
months, but to Armand it felt like years.
Daniel was now crossing the late night
traffic of Miami. As he stepped up onto
the curb and walked slowly toward him,
Armand caught a glint off of those violet
eyes that had so attracted him to the
mortal. But he wasn't mortal anymore.
Armand had seen to that. But it was best
not to think like that.

Daniel stopped a polite distance away
from him. The two looked each other over.
The teenager with the curling auburn hair
dressed in tight jeans and a loose white
shirt eyeing the young blond man in the
ribbed turtleneck and leather pants.

It wasn't chilly, just a little breezy.
*But then Daniel had always been sensitive
to the cold* Armand thought. He wanted to
go to him, kiss him and embrace him as he
never had before. He regretted being so
cold towards Daniel when they were
together. But being by those he loved when
Lestat was still comatose had opened his
eyes to how much he missed and needed
Daniel.

Suddenly, his fledgling was on him,
hugging him, saying how much he loved
him.

Armand returned the show of affection. He
laughed out loud at Daniel's startled
expression.

"I missed you, Armand."
"I missed you, too, beloved."
They walked slowly down the street, two
youths arm in arm, towards the beach.

THE END