Saturday, August 25, 2007
Kyuuketsuki no Dateo
Chapter One
Their First Meeting
Verse 1: This forbidden love, this loneliness, this perpetual continuity
"No! Aunt Kaiya, please don't kill him! He is different from all other vampires! Believe me!" cried Akira as she tried to break free from the barrier placed by her aunt. Her eyes were watery as she sputtered through her tears, "I can prove it to you! Please aunt Kaiya!"
"Don't be silly little girl. Vampires hurt us, humans. We must destroy them" snarled Kaiya as she held the killing sword at Yamate's heart. "Don't you ever shed a tear, especially for men! You will lose your slayer's powers. Don't forget, you are the heir of Matsuko." She added coldly.
"Akira, let her kill me. Don't waste your time on me. I'm not worthy for you. After all, I'm a vampire…" said Yamate turning away from Akira’s eyes. "Kill me Matsuko Kaiya," Looking directly at her, "It's my entire fault that I have made Akira fall in love with me again…"
3 years ago...
Akira was in London honing her vampire-slaying skills.
Loneliness was eating at her, consuming her sanity sluggishly. She was alone in London... completely alone, with no familiar face in sight.
But that very summer, the day that she had mastered everything, she met him. The person, or rather, the vampire, was soon to be her soul mate. Things were about to change…
Finally, the training is over. Its time to go shopping! I haven't bought any new clothes since I got here. She sighed. She took her bag and closed the door behind her. Locking it, she skipped excitedly down to the streets of London to do her first shopping.
***
After hours of shopping, Akira was no longer able to carry her shopping bags. With so many bags of merchandise in both her hands, she could hardly walk to begin with. Well, lucky as she was, a man offered her a helping hand as she bumped into him accidentally. He wore black sunglasses and a black outfit and coat, looking very suave in his outfit. Akira accepted the help without much hesitation.
"Do you want to come over to my house for a drink?" Akira looked at him,"It's my way of thanking people for helping me."
The man in black sunglasses stared at her for a while before replying: "Well, if you insist. Then thank you very much for your hospitality."
"I must thank you for helping; this is the least I could do." Akira insisted, breaking into a smile. Fallen into my trap...
"We're here," Akira announced, leading the stranger into her apartment. He followed her, glancing around and absorbing each subtle feature.
"You can leave the shopping bags there on the floor," said Akira pointing to the corner at the main entrance. The apartment was rather commodious though empty.
"So, you didn’t mention your name, did you?" said Akira as she dumped some of her purchases in her room where she had half a mind to try them on later.
"Oh, please forgive me. I am Yamate." He replied, slightly taken aback by his discourtesy while he dumped the shopping bags on the living room floor.
Yamate sat himself on the only couch in the room, soaking in the silence of that moment.
"So," Akira began as she sat in the living room couch.
"Why are you wearing sunglasses indoors?" Akira inquired, earning a wince from Yamate, who didn’t appreciate the abrupt question.
"It's... an eye condition," Yamate answered, pushing up his sunglasses. Akira raised one eyebrow, knowing very well that Yamate was lying.
"You're a vampire aren't you?" she began, drawing a silver dagger from her pouch.
"Ouch!! My finger ..." blood was dripping slowly down from her index finger.
Mistake. Oh no...
Yamate smelt it. It was the smell that he hated, yet craved for. His eyes turned bloodshot and his white fangs lengthened.
"Monster," Akira whispered, gripping the dagger tightly as Yamate edged closer to her. "Get away from me," Akira threatened, but to no avail. Yamate grabbed her hand and stared intensely at her index finger, but struggled, as if trying not to bite her.
"Don't touch me!" Akira shouted, shoving Yamate away. Yamate stood there, slightly hurt by her acrimonious words. "Filthy beings," she continued, scowling, much to Yamate's displeasure, "Should die!"
Akira made facile slashing movements at him, which he barely escaped from. "Why aren't you fighting back, you coward!" she shouted, her eyes bearing a huge amount of animosity towards the monster in front of her. Yamate stared back at her, his bloodshot eyes filled with trepidation. It was as if she was the monster, and not him. "Listen Matsuko," he began, dodging another swipe, "I don't want to fight back. I don't want to hurt you."
Akira faltered, slightly taken aback by his seemingly benevolent words. Yamate saw this, and grabbed the opportunity to make an escape. He leaped out of the window. "Why that..." Akira cursed, dashing towards the window. She scanned the area, searching for traces of the vampire. From the corner of her eye, she noticed Yamate leaping from building to building.
"Like you can escape from me," she hissed following him.
"HELP!" she heard someone desperately cry. She noticed Yamate turning his head to face her, only to turn away when he saw that she was looking at him. "HELP! PLEASE!" the voice cried again, this time, louder than before. She stopped, losing track of Yamate. No time to bother about that ignominy now, she thought, searching for the source of that voice, someone's in trouble!
She jumped down from the building and headed for the alley where the cries were coming from. Another vampire huh... It's my lucky day, to be able to test my skills on them. Akira saw them, a vampire sucking on a woman’s blood. She spotted a child crying behind the dustbin.
"Stop it at once you freak," Akira hissed and stood in a position, ready to attack. The vampire seemed taken aback for a moment, before he smiled. "Matsuko Family, I presume." He smirked, blood dripping from his fangs. Akira stood at her position, her features showing a perceptible disdain for the monster in front of her.
The vampire began to change. His black hair turned into white; the fangs lengthen and the eyes turned blood-shot red. There were scars on his face. . So that's your true form huh… Akira thought. She began chanting a spell to create a barrier around the child to protect him. "Stay there and don't move!" shouted Akira to the child and he nodded once, sniffing back his tears.
The vampire lunged at Akira. With all the training she had gone through, she nimbly sidestepped the lunge and readied herself immediately.
She's fast! He thought.
"Now it's my turn freak!" snarled Akira, she jumped into the air and swung her sword, slicing through the vampire and he vanished into the air. Akira turned around and removed the barrier. "It's alright now," she said to him. The child made his way out slowly, checking if the vampire was still there. He then ran to the woman who was lying motionless on the floor.
"Mummy, wake up please" the child sobbed as he knelt down next to her. "Mummy, please wake up…"
Akira felt bad for not being able to make it in time to save the child's mother. She walked towards the woman and knee beside the child. Checking her pulse, there no sign of her heart beat; she was dead. "I'm sorry, your mother is dead." The child hesitated, unable to register the fact, before breaking down into loud sobs.
The woman opened her eyes; she sat up like a zombie.
"Mummy, you are awake!" said the child widened his eyes, obviously happy to see his mother again.
What!? No way...
"I want blood..." the woman muttered.
Wait a minute… She’s a… Zombie! Akira thought. She dashed toward the zombie in a desperate attempt to pull the child away from his mother but she knew she was too late. The zombie grabbed the child and was about to sink its fangs into his neck. The child shut his eyes and was rejoicing. To him, it felt as if his mother was holding him in a warm embrace.
Such naivety and innocence... but... No!
"No!" shouted Akira. She wouldn't be able to slay the zombie in time.
"How could you let your guard down!" someone shouted at Akira as he slashed the zombie from behind...
Vampires Date
8/25/2007 09:15:00 PM
