Her Mind is Filled With Beautiful Lies
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Chapter One Kurama
SanquiSan-ri
They say that her mind was filled with beautiful lies; that only the lonely will ever understand. They said that when she was born she was born so beautiful that even the God's in heaven were brought to tears. However, she was only human. My mother told me that human's were like fragile crystal spheres; a slip of the hand could break them. For many years as a child I would crawl into my mothers bed, my raven like hair spreading out upon her pillows when there was no one else to reject me otherwise. The picture of the beautiful woman was mesmerizing. I couldn't seem to take my eyes from my Grandmother's beautiful face. I couldn't count the may times mother would scorn me for playing into such silly acts.
I wanted to know everything about her. When she was born, how she died, who she loved and who she hated. I wanted to know why she never knew the pain of immortality. I wanted to know why everything in her life meant sunshine and golden days while mine were spent in the secluded area's of the dark. I was mommy's favorite assassin (not that the name in general had sparked any interest for me). Mommy always did love me best. That sick son of a bitch only had kids to dull the boredom of killing mindless human beings. In all of her twisted ideology she was brilliant. This was her job. Being a vampire offered wonderful positions in life. Whatever reasons the hierarchy had for using her as their stepping stool did not matter. She enjoyed the taste of blood and the pursue as much as she did forming me into the exact same thing.
Sometimes I wished I had the heart to disobey my mother but everyone in their right mind was scared of her. Which is partly the reason why I still sit here in this dank, nearly empty office running the business I should have shut down long ago. If only I could have. Still, no one seems to mind that their boss would rather sit in the dark then play games and laugh or that she wouldn't be caught eating something with actual substance. Oh it's a vampire's life for me. The door to my office, which had been thoughtfully decorated in an ancient language that I didn't even understand, was pushed open. I watched the moonlight dance across the floor until it reached the end of my desk and stopped, unable to go any further.
My golden, transparent eyes, avoided the light as best they could and tip-toed to the woman in the doorway. Her usual attire, which consisted of pinks, reds and black(s) made her look a lot older then she actually was. Her age, while commonly unknown to me was what I believed to be very young. Perhaps in her early twenties. Her long pink hair cascaded down to her waist almost messily and her light green eyes reviewed the paper in her hands. "Suiichi Minamino has arrived for his interview." My eyes looked down at the people below me. The bottom of my office, which was completely made of glass, had its ups and downs.
"You may send him in then, thank you Sakura." The pink haired woman smiled at me (always saying she loved my Transylvanian accent) and I remained callous as usual. Not bothering to close the door, I listened to her heels move rather loudly upon the marble floor outside my office. I leaned my head back into the leather chair and swallowed a sigh. Looking at the clock above the door I sighed.
"Right this way Mr. Minamino she has been expecting you for some time now." Sakura's voice grew louder--which meant that she was to close. The shadows in the doorway moved about in an almost rhythmic manor and I watched them until my new client had walked through the door. His long red hair fell just above the waist and his emerald green eyes could make the most strong woman collapse upon the floor. I guess it was thankful that I was not like most woman. I motioned for him to take his seat and he did so silently. Sakura closed the door behind her and the soft clicking noise brought me back to business.
"Suiichi is your name?" I questioned him.
"Suiichi Minamino, yes. However you can call me Kurama." I wasn't one for pet names and I took a few moments to examine the creature before me. I called him by that name because human hardly seemed fitting. He was beautiful and nearly perfect. Humans were despicable and deceiving.
"I have gone over your records many times Mr. Minamino. It would seem that you have no real experience with this line of work and I'm just curios as to why you would even apply for this job." I laced my hands over the table and leaned in a bit further. The moonlight on the desk reflected off my eyes and shadowed half of my face.
"You must be mistaken. The newspaper article said that you were looking for a highly qualified assistant. I just assumed you meant secretary, or something of that sort."
I smirked slightly. There were few people in the world who knew about this organization and when giving interviews I had to remember that our article was deceiving. I licked my lips slightly. I would have given anything to jump on the specimen before me and suck the life out of him. He should belong to me.
"Am I in the wrong place?" He broke the silence, by breaking my daydream and I shook my head.
"No. I'm flattered that you would apply for this job. However, it may not be exactly what you think it is. As you can see I already have a useful secretary--well for the most part. As with the other seven floors they are all equipped with them. What I am looking for is somebody who is highly qualified to kill." I had studied his features very hard for some sort of reaction. "This organization is mostly kept secret, the only people who know are those of importance and obviously the employee's who can be…trusted?" I had hesitated on that last note, rather unsure myself who was to be trusted and who was not. I just handled the interviews.
"Regardless of what the job is I will take it."
I had not expected him to be so blunt in his answers. This man was either very desperate or was highly trigger happy. Either way it did not matter. Who was I to question his motives. He was able and willing and I needed what I could get. "You're either very brave Kurama or very stupid. Either which way I see it you could be very useful."
"Your office is quite dreary and hardly suits you." He commented.
"I like it just fine, thanks." Kurama shrugged his shoulders and I leaned back into my chair.
"You have some interesting artwork. I would think you would want to show it off."
"You think wrong. This artwork is from my own creativity and it is my choice of whether I choose to share it, however, I am flattered that you have taken a liking to it."
Kurama stood to his feet and I gave him a fleeting glance. It was dangerous to look inside this mans eyes for to long. I was in no mood to play games in any case. "It was nice meeting you, however I'm afraid I didn't catch your name."
I smiled softly, feeling a fang hang over my lower lip. "I didn't give it. You wont be seeing me again unless you're being fired."
"Well I hope that's a long time coming. I shall hope never to see you again."
I grew bored of him…or fascinated. It was time for him to leave. "You start early tomorrow. 8:30 seems like a fair time. Ask Sakura for a key card. It will grant you access for this floor only. In the morning, the guard at the door will no doubt be searching people. You will not be needing anything for your training so I'll have to ask that you bring with you only clothing. I want this a simple process and you seem like a smart man. Enjoy the rest of your night."
"And you as well."
It was hard not to glance at his ass. It was refined and just as perfect as he was. I would not be surprised to find that he was gay. In any case out of sight out of mind. He closed the door swiftly behind him and I turned my chair to face the window. The moon carried around it a red glow: trouble loomed on the horizon. Not that this was new.
The phone in my office rang and I hesitated to get it. I was in no more of a mood to talk with Sesshoumaru then I was to walk in the sunlight. Nevertheless I picked it up off the receiver and placed it against my ear. "Sanqui speaking…"
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