Disclaimer; I did not make Umiko. Shes not my character, nothing of her is my character.

Love Lost and Love Found

Dedicated to a dear friend of mine. Crystal you are amazing.

Prolouge

I still remember the first time I saw her face. Eyes of cerulean blue...reflecting the glorious ocean itself. Hair of magnificent waves; shimmering with the sea's emotions. Her skin...oh her skin. Such beautiful...lush, soft...skin. She was the ocean; the sea; the beautiful depths herself. She had the face of an angel, the body of a goddess...

"Derrick..."

"Umiko?"

"Derrick...!"

"Umiko!? Oh where are you Umiko!? Come back to me!"

He awoke with a start, like many other nights; sweat glistened his nude, tone chest. Breathing heavily...he glanced around the room. Upon realizing that what he had experienced was just another dream, he pound the bed with his fist hard screaming into the dark abyss of his room, "Damn you! Why do this to me!?" Another night...another dream; so close he had been to her. Nearly five years its been thats shes been gone and still I have yet to get ahold of my life. He flung the covers from his nude form and looked to his right. No one. He sighed and sat up, rubbing his face and ran his large hands through his raven hair. Recently...he had been bedding whores trying desperately to satisfy himself with the thought of his precious...Umiko.

Standing up; he walked to the bathroom to shower, riding himself of the wench's scent he had bedded last night. It disgusted himself even to do what he has been doing, but he was a male. A vampire...and he had needs. When he would bed his whores, he knew not of their names demanding such that they not tell him. He would try desperately to imagine them as Umiko...but it did not work. His life was literately nothing without her. When his shower was finished he began to dress...quietly. Today was different somehow, but he knew not of the reason.

He walked downstaires to begin breakfast before he would go to work. Raising a slender brow...the house was unusually quiet. He turned his head quickly when he felt a certian tug at his heart. His breath was already beginning to quicken. Oh could it be...Could it be my love? The one who still invades my dreams, who leaves me with endless dreams of unsatisfaction? He went to the kitchen window and dared to peek outside. His heart lodged itself in his throat, rendering him unable to speak. His breath had stopped...as he saw a glimpse of her sapphire locks before she dissapeared into the depths of the forest outside his home. He noticed Merlin and Melody; his precious children standing on the porch...and Merlin looking off in the direction of the runaway godess holding an expression of confusion.

He had to know...before they were to walk into the house Derrick rushed up to his room and out his window he went. Yes, he may be a vampire...but he was a strong and old one. The sun had no affect on his skin or anything else. Quite actually, that was just a myth. He stole into the trees and followed the running form. It was hard to see the being...except for the long waves of oceanic tressles that followed behind her. His heard was pounding so hard... It must be her, but he didnt want to get his hopes up only to be shot down...as always. When the woman would stop running, Derrick hid himself in a tree.

He gazed down upon her heavily breathing form. He was no able to see her face...and felt as if a fist was clenching around his heart. Oh Gods...its her...but..why? He slowly and soundlessly jumped from the branch; landing elegantly upon the forest ground. Ever so slowly...making his way to her. He watched her stand...and turn to look at him. An expression of fear, sorrow, and even...love would reflect from her cerulean optics. He suddenly felt...anger. Clenching his fists he shouted at her, "Why have you come back!?"