NAME OF SPEC:ONE NIGHT IN VENICE
BY:JORDACHE QUADES
E-MAIL:jordax79@hotmail.com

DISCLAIMER:This is a non-profit fan fiction and is not meant to infringe 
on the copyright of Anne Rice or her publishers.

SPOILER: This spec is set sometime between the 3rd and 4th vampire 
chronicle.It really does not have any spoiling effect on any of the 
vampire chronicles in particular. Louis and Lestat share an intimate 
relationship in Anne Rice books but I am tired of getting Lestat's view 
of Louis..a helpless,spineless whelp.Louis is so much more than that,if 
even that at all.It is the Louis of IWTV that I seek to portray in this 
story.Anne Rice is so great because she leaves a lot up to our 
imagination.She surely does suggest intimacy between her characters and 
I am sure they do more than just kiss,but I don't think I'm capable of 
writing any love scene between vampires.This is just a simple little 
story.....

SUMMARY: Lestat and Louis;Lestat makes an offer to Louis.

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He stood on the bank of the river,watching the gondolas as they returned 
slowly,gracefully from the horizon to anchor for the night.He heard the 
strains of a conversation across the wind.It was Italian,but he 
understood.In fact,it was a revelation for him now.He understood 
everything..everything he knew and did not know.The sky,the stars..those 
blessed candles of the night..he understood.
He embraced the feeling.It was a swoon.
He continued walking under the influnce of this feeling,a slow,random 
walk.It was his soul unfolding to him,as the minutes turned to hours as 
he strolled the streets.
As he reached a busy avenue,lined with taverns and night folk,the swoon 
faded away. It was the sound of their hearts that caused him to rise 
from the trance. Beating hearts for a blood thirst.
And then he saw him.
Across the street,beneath a lampost.A man.A rogue.A devil.A beloved.A 
seducer.Lestat,hands in the pockets of a smart gray suit,eyes covered 
with lilac tinted shades,making a show of not looking in his direction.
Approaching him,he said in a low whisper,"Lestat...".
With exaggerated surprise,Lestat turned dramatically and said,with a 
voice laced with shock,"Louis! What a marvellous coincidence."
Smiling,he continued,"I never knew you had a love for Italy,my love.I'm 
shocked."
"I am glad to see you,Lestat.Shall we walk?",said Louis,with a half 
smile.
"That would be marvellous,",returned Lestat,eyeing Louis 
thoughtfully."we can talk."
With a wave of his hand,Louis beckoned to Lestat to walk with him and 
they went off into the darker alleys.The night air was cool and crisp as 
it blew into their souls.
When they had walked a good distance,Lestat turned to him and said,"Tell 
me what it is that you want,Louis.I know that you want something of 
me.You always have.I can give it to you."
"Nothing,Lestat.",said Louis,looking up at the sky.It was half moon.
"Nothing,"repeated Lestat,"Nothing is easily anything.Everything is 
nothing."
With a sigh,Louis turned and leant against the wall of the building they 
were passing.It was obvious that he was in no mood for a philosophical 
argument.
"I know what you want,Louis."said Lestat leaning on the wall next to 
him.
"Yes,you would know.You have yourself believe you know."came the answer.
With a grimace,Lestat said,"Don't taunt me ,beloved. I know that you are 
unhappy.Tell me what you must have,Louis."
With a dry laugh,Louis turned his face to Lestat's and said," You are 
inexplicable."
"I would say the same of you,my dear,except that I know you better.The 
night is far from young and you have not fed.You look as if on the verge 
of collapsing.",said Lestat,slipping his arm about Louis' waist.
"I want nothing of you,Lestat.What do you want of me?"
Pulling away with a low snarl,Lestat said,"Don't misunderstand me."
"Leave me in peace for the while,my friend.I want no quarrel with 
you.",said Louis.
With a laugh,Lestat said,"Of course.You would be very foolish if you 
did."
Leaning back even more on the wall,Louis replied,"Oh...threats?You know 
they mean nothing to me.You know that you can destroy me any time.You 
know that I cannot resist.You know that I do not care."
His words were low with the blood thirst as he continued,"it would be so 
easy...you could use your bare hands.No need to call upon your rich 
powers of darkness."
"Ah,you make it very easy for me ,my love." said Lestat.
"Of course."
Lestat sighed and looked at Louis fondly for a moment,as if trying to 
decipher the last comment or merely admiring the beauty of the face that 
always took his breath away,always weakened him and seemed to shatter 
everything else.
"You are heartbreakingly beautiful,Louis.And so weak...so fragile...you 
need to feed so badly.I can feel your torture,the aching inside of you."
"This charade of yours,Lestat....I don't want your blood",said Louis,"I 
don't care for your powers,for your brand of insanity and damnedness."
"Oh but you haven't always not wanted it.And you will want it."whispered 
Lestat,drawing closer to Louis so that his breath fell upon his face."I 
can make you have it.I need to make you have it,Louis...your 
helplessness maddens me."
With this,he pressed his lips against Louis'neck.
"You would never,"said Louis in a soft growl,raising his hand to push 
away Lestat,which Lestat caught in mid air and stopped.
"I would never?",smiled Lestat.pulling slightly away from Louis,but 
still holding on to his hand in a tight clasp.
He tightened his grip."Am I hurting you?Please...you look so weak.You 
need to feed."
"Don't.."replied Louis,locking eyes with Lestat.It was a fierce gaze.
"Ah,but you know I will,"said Lestat,raising Louis' hand to his 
lips,"why will I not?"
With a deep breath,Louis laughed,"You are the devil himself,Lestat.It is 
you who misunderstand everything.You cannot want to do this."
"Oh?Well...that is none of your concern,my sweet..not now,at 
least.",said Lestat as he increased the grip on Louis's hand.Sick with 
the pain,Louis flinched and turned his head away.
"Oh don't look away,Louis love.You say I have no right to do this.I have 
no rights.I never cared for such.And I have no regrets,at least ..only a 
few,and that is better than the average mortal man don't you 
think?Regrets...regrets...",said Lestat,at which point he stopped and 
kissed Louis full on the mouth,stifling all the air out of him.
"....and more regrets.",finished Lestat, releasing Louis and placing him 
gently against the wall.
Moments passed.They only looked at each other.
Sighing,Lestat smoothened the lapels of his jacket and turned to go.
"Perhaps..",said Lestat in a thoughtful voice,"perhaps....I only wanted 
a kiss,Louis."
With that,he was gone,leaving a symphony of laughter ringing in Louis' 
ears.


                  THE END.

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