I'm entering this two-shot for solitaryloner's Stress Relief Contest. Be sure the stop by to solitaryloner's profile and wish her a happy birthday on November 12!
Thinking of a supernatural story was a challenge. I'm not a big fan of vampires but thinking of Matsudappoiyo as one was irresistible. To be honest, I think I'm the only one in the world who ships this pairing. How did I get PoiyoxWandu? Well…
The equation goes like this: Favorite Male UTAU + Favorite Female UTAU = ***x*** pairing.
In words: Matsudappoiyo + Hyang Wandu = MatsudappoiyoxHyang Wandu pairing.
If you think about it, they go well together. Or is it just me?
Before I forget, there are some lines written in Hangeul (Korean). Some computers are outdated so they come out as boxes instead of the characters, but luckily, yiseunggi is here to STD- Save the Day. I wrote the translations in parenthesis so you won't get confused. I'll let you get started~
Gardenia
I can see every little speck of his movements.
He ran down the slippery dark road, his breathing uneven, deafening, and heavy. The rays of the lights from the street lamps flash, illuminating the sky giving him just enough light for him to visually see the area surrounding him. He seized his upper thigh, wincing in pain as blood continued to gush out from his deep wound. The more I smelled the fresh blood, the more carnivorous I grew. The sugary smell of blood increased my appetite. He knocked down various trashcans and anything he could knock over to try to block me, anything to save him time to scurry away.
He failed to do so.
The rain poured heavily, purifying the ground that had been tainted by his blood. It seeped down as he ran and splattered all over the drenched ground. His pace decreased and soon slipped, causing him to stumble forward to the cold ground, piercing exactly where his wounds were created. The man painfully helped himself up only to find out he was stranded in the middle of a dark alleyway with a dead end. In front of him are highly stacked bricks blocking one end of the alley, making him trapped. He turned around, planning on running for dear life but stopped when he saw me blocking the other passage.
I smirked.
It felt wonderful. The feeling of being superior made me feel like a God. Every step I took, he stepped back. It was amusing how he stepped back as he looked at me with wide eyes. We continued this cycle until his back made contact with the dead wall and I was one step in front of him.
"Tonio," I felt my mouth curl, feeling myself lose control due to thirst. "How much longer do you want to play? I'm tired. Let's stop."
"Please," he whispered, breathing heavily. "Let me go just once."
I could hear myself starting to growl from hunger. "If I let you go, then I'll have to catch you again. I'm not in the mood to play hide-and-seek. I'm hungry."
He shivered against the wall. It could've been because of coldness or fright, but I didn't care. I was busy focusing my eyes on his pale throat. Just by looking at the visible veins made me swallow my saliva. The target suddenly roared in pain and I stepped back in surprise. Fresh blood dripped out from the corner of his mouth, and I knew exactly what he was trying to do.
Tonio was trying to kill himself by biting his tongue before I could reach him.
His hands were clenched tightly together as he tried to deal with the pain. His balance started failing and his consciousness was slowly fading. In one swift motion, my right hand placed tightly around his neck and his eyes widened, his mouth doing the same.
Thunder started to roar angrily and merciless, sending shivers down the frame of his pale face. He continued to pant heavily as I pushed myself closer to him. His weak hands touched my chest, obviously trying to push me away. I could feel the coldness of his hands through my classic white shirt as my mouth came closer to his neck. He stiffened when my teeth bit into the skin of his neck, and I felt his hands slowly becoming colder by every second. The feeling of fresh blood being converted into my body pushed away all the sounds of the rain pouring down. It executed all possible sounds, leaving me impaired. Foreigners tasted different, but neither positive nor negative.
"You filthy vampire," I heard a voice mutter behind me. I froze.
I opened my eyes and pulled away, letting the blood slide down Tonio's throat until I felt something sharp pierce my back. I coughed up the remaining blood I didn't have time to swallow as my hands reached for the wounded area. I howled in pain as I stepped closer to Tonio, feeling the sharp thing in my back leave my body again. Before I could turn around, a pair of strong hands held my arms captive. Looking up, I saw it was Tonio, fully conscious again and grinning knowing he got me. His breathingis still ragged, but this time it's even. He was weak, but I felt weaker after the attack.
"You-" I didn't get the chance to finish. He flipped me around and I faced another foreigner holding a small pocketknife stained with my blood. This time, he aimed for my abdomen. I screamed in pain as he pulled back the knife and jab it directly at my chest without a second thought. The knife left my body again and Tonio dropped me to the muddy ground. It was painful, but not as much when they started to kick me. The pain never seemed to go away. I can hear my voice, coughing as blood came out from the entrance. It is a choked, frightened sound. I hated it.
"Bruno, we should stop." I heard Tonio say to his acquaintance over my heavy breathing. "Let's go, someone might get the wrong idea."
"He makes me sick," the other voice snapped, his heavy foot landing straight into my hand before walking away.
My breathing pattern was slowly starting to return to its normal pace, but I felt my body indicating it needed more time to heal. If I didn't get a chance to swallow some of his blood, I might have already died due to lack of strength. Raindrops covered my vision making everything seem blurry. The last thing I noticed was the hairs on both sides of my temple were stained with blood. It could've been the foreigners or mine. I didn't know for sure.
"Are you alright?" a voice suddenly called. I didn't reply. I didn't have the strength to move my mouth.
I heard the sound of footsteps approaching closer and closer, vibrating along the cold wet ground. Just hearing the sound of it made me wince.
"Are you hurt?" the same voice said again. I was conscious enough to tell it belonged to a female. I wanted to answer her. I really do. But I felt my consciousness slowly starting to fade away before I could open my mouth.
My nose turned out to be the first part of my body to function after I became conscious. I smell something sweet. There's a scent so sweet that I'm tempted to bite whatever it is. It's so close yet it felt dangerous at the same time, but I didn't care. I wanted it. I opened my eyes revealing the color of my red wine eyes. The first thing to greet me after my long slumber is the white ceiling of a house. I don't know where I am. Everything is unfamiliar.
"Are you awake?" a voice asked.
I turned my head to the direction I heard the voice, but stopped and winced after feeling something painful somewhere near my abdomen.
"Don't move!" the voice said again, but this time it sounded stern. I felt a pair of small hands rest on the area it hurt. Almost immediately, the pain went away. The small hands slowly moved upward to my face and it helped me turn my head to face the girl. "Does it hurt?" she asked, smiling.
The girl couldn't have been older than fourteen. Her light hair is tied loosely into two wavy pigtails using a simple gold colored ribbon. She looks skinner than she's supposed to be for her age but either way, she looked beautiful. Looking at her made my thirst go away. Her powder blue eyes gazed directly into my clear red eyes, patiently waiting for my response.
"No," I faintly reply, "I'm fine."
She smiled an angelic smile after hearing my response. "I put some ointment onto your wounds and covered them with bandages," she said. "Don't move, you might reopen the cuts."
"You did… what?" No matter what she said to try to stop me, I pushed her hands away and sat straight on her bed to clearly see where I was. The room is small and like every other bedroom, there's a bed, desk, and a closet inside. The only difference is that there's a shelf full of white and orange flowers on one side of the four walls. I looked down and noticed I wasn't wearing my white shirt; instead, it got replaced with a simple yellow shirt. I narrowed my eyes at her. "What did you do to me?"
The little girl immediately covered her cheeks with her hands but it was too late. I managed to catch a glimpse of a small shade of red hue appearing on her soft cheeks. "N-n-nothing!" she stuttered, waving her hands to indicate she was telling the truth. "I didn't do anything! I swear! Your clothes were covered in blood and I needed to remove it to heal your wounds so I… I took them off and put on a new shirt."
"Where is it?"
"Over there," she answered, pointing to a small plastic bag right next to her door. "I washed it and dried it."
"Are you-" I couldn't finish my sentence which annoyed me very much. I was cut off by a loud series of howling and mini barks. Two large animals appeared out of nowhere and ran toward the little girl who gladly accepted them with a hug.
"Louis! Vuitton!" she exclaimed, giggling as the grown dogs licked her face with their wet tongue.
…Louis Vuitton?
The girl must've noticed me looking at her strangely because she giggled and she released the furry animals, patting each of their heads with her hands as she smiled at me. "These two are two big troublemakers, Louis and Vuitton. I found them last week inside a box near a gas station. They were abandoned so I'm taking care of them until I find new owners for them."
"That's great."
She nodded. "I wish I can bring in as many pets as I want, but I can't because my sister doesn't like animals. She despises them. It took me over an hour to convince her to let me keep them."
"What did you do to convince her?" I asked, growing slightly interested.
The girl looked at me for a second before she smiled her bright smile and answered, "I told her that I'll name them Louis and Vuitton!" When she saw me looking at her expressionless, she giggled. "Louis Vuitton is a famous brand name. My sister loves shopping and she adores their bags."
"If you find more stray animals, are you going to keep naming them after famous brands?"
"I think I will," she admitted, giving Louis- or is it Vuitton? - a quick kiss on the head. "Imagine all kinds of pets named after famous stores!" she giggled at the thought. "Victoria, Secret, Gucci, and so on. It would be crazy!"
I couldn't help but chuckle at her reply. She made me laugh just by simply talking about stupid brand names.
"Oh! By the way, I'm Wandu! Wandu Hyang," she said, still smiling at me.
"Just call me Matsuda," I replied emotionlessly. Matsuda isn't my name. It's actually my last name, but I don't like it when random strangers call me by my given name.
"I called a friend of yours after I finished healing your wound. You saved his name as Ron Keine. I gave him my address and he said he'll come pick you up soon," she said, nervously looking down at her lap when she saw me staring at her. "I hope you don't mind I looked through your call list. I called him because his name was the most frequent."
"Okay."
"How exactly did you…" she twiddled her fingers before going on, "get those wounds?"
I rolled my eyes. "It was a surprise attack."
She looked at me back with wide eyes, looking very curious. "How?"
"I…" my voice couldn't speak for itself anymore. I looked down at my lap not knowing what to do next. What will she do if I tell her I'm a blood sucking vampire? A small part of me didn't want to tell her anything about myself. She seems to be so pure, so innocent, that I didn't want to taint it.
The world knows it's filled with dangerous vampires. Some bite, some don't. Some, like me, thrive to drink human blood and even kill them if we feel like it. The "innocent" vampires resist and don't bite. They spend their times getting along with humans and drinking blood taken out of animals. To make things fair, some humans track down vampires and beat them like what happened to me earlier. Some actually dare to kill. No matter how hard people try, we all end up killing one another. Humans and vampires never seem to have a steady relationship. The government fails to keep everything in order.
I am a sadistic blood sucking demon that everyone's afraid of when I hunt. In short, I'm… hideous.
"Are you a vampire?" the girl guessed when I didn't reply.
"I am."
"Do you drink human blood or animal blood?" she asked, looking a little too interested than she should be.
I met her gaze with my lifeless eyes. For a little girl like her, I would award her for being brave and asking me that question. "Humans," I answered, my throat aching to take a bite.
Instead of screaming and begging for her life, her eyes seemed to brighten as she combed one of the dogs in her hand. "I know two vampires who live around my neighborhood," she said excitedly. "Their names are Mayu and Lui. Lui's two years younger than me. He's twelve. He's one of those vampires who drink animal blood. Mayu's a year older than me and she's a vampire too!"
"There're many vampires in the world." I informed her.
"I know," she said, still smiling. At that moment, I realized her smile never goes away. "I wasn't finished yet. Mayu is a vampire too. She used to drink human blood, but now she stopped."
"And you're telling me this because…?"
"Have you ever tried stopping yourself from biting humans?" she asked curiously.
"No," I answered, "and I never will."
"That's what you think," she answered, looking deeply into my tired eyes. "Have you ever thought of how better the world can be if all humans and vampires got along? Everyone can be friends. There wouldn't be much murder and bullying!"
I observed her intently, watching her delicate fingers pet the furry animals as she continued to smile that same smile. She looked so sweet. Everything she said was so fascinating that I found it intriguing. She's like a key to help me discover new things, and I am the lost child eager to follow her steps.
"Will you make a promise with me?" she asked.
I snorted. "Promises are childish."
She pouted after hearing my response. "You haven't even heard what I said yet!"
I sighed. For a little girl like her, she was awfully annoying when it comes to promises and such. "Promise what?" I inquired.
"I want you to… stop biting people's necks," she answered truthfully.
"I can't," I immediately answered. Hunting is one of my everyday activities. I can't stop just like that. I'll die of thirst if I don't. I can't imagine a day without hunting.
"There's always-"
I dismissed her nonsense. "No."
"Then will you try to stop?" she questioned, not thinking of giving up. "Or at least decrease the amount of people?"
My eyes automatically narrowed at her with curiosity. "What am I supposed to do if I get a sudden urge to drink?"
"Run," she answered without a doubt. "Run until your heart feels like it'll burst. If you come to me, I'll keep you company and help you forget about your thirst. If you can't, I'll come to you. I'll stay by your side. We'll run together until it's over."
I looked at her for a second. I can't believe her. Run? I have to run? She's going to run with me? Will she even come to me when I really need her? "What will you do for me if I officially stop?" I asked her.
The girl seemed to need time to think about it for a second before she smiled again and pointed to something on her desk. "I'll make you a paper doll!" she exclaimed.
A doll? A stupid paper doll? "I don't-"
"You don't know anything about the history of paper!" she frowned. "Paper was precious back then, so people would collect pieces and make dolls or merchandise. I know it sounds simple, but it's also really beautiful."
My eyes shifted from her to the desk filled with a few deformed models made out of paper. I guessed she made it all by hand. I viewed her room and just noticed how her room is absolutely spotless with no signs of trash.
"Isn't it beautiful?" she gushed, looking at her handiwork in awe. "It's to the point where there are no other words for it. I've never seen any texture like that before I knew about it."
I kept looking at the models and then back to her. I didn't know which was more captivating to see. This girl, she owns a scent I can't seem to ignore. At first I thought it was the smell of her blood, but I was wrong. Blood doesn't smell sweet like hers. This smell she gave off is so mesmerizing that I might drive myself into a brink of insanity if I didn't feel like I could control myself even a little tiny bit.
There was a sound of a key jammed into a door knob and Wandu gasped in surprise. Louis and Vuitton wagged their tails in delight and ran out of the room, racing to the entrance to see who could reach the person on the other side first.
"It's my sister," she whispered, slowly standing up as she leaned toward me to whisper in my ear. "I didn't tell her you're here. You need to stay quiet, okay?"
I didn't say anything as the little girl stood up and closed the door behind her. After she was gone, I realized that I was holding in my breath the whole time since she leaned toward me. She smelled so sweet up close that it dazzled me. It was only then that I realized my stomach growled in protest for food, but I chose to ignore it. I wasn't expecting anything until I heard the sound of the door opening and a piercing scream that made me wince. It was so loud that it sent shivers down my spine. Even though the door was shut, I could hear the conversation as if they were talking right in front of me.
"야! 니방에 있게 하라고 말 했잖아!" (Hey, I told you to keep them locked in your room!) an older voice hollered at someone.
"미안해." (Sorry Gyuhwa.) a younger voice replied. I guessed that voice belongs to the little girl. "내 방이 너무 좁아서 그랬어." (My room's too small for them to roam around.)
"난 상관안해. 그건 니 문제잖아. 너 내가 동물 싫어하는거 잘 알잖아!" (I don't care how small your room is, that's your problem. You know how much I hate animals!) the older voice continued to shout.
"미안." (Sorry.)
"개들을 방안에 들여보내," (Take them to your room,) the elder sister growled. "옷 갈아입고 다시 나갈거야. 늦게 올꺼니까 기다리지마. 향완두, 만약에 개들이 내방에 들어온거 알면, 갖다버릴거야." (I'm going back out after I change. I'll be out late so don't wait for me. Hyang Wandu, if I find out those pests came into my room; I'll throw them away.)
"언니!" (Gyuhwa!)
"정말 할거야!" (I'm serious!)
There was a sound of angry footsteps coming my way as the dogs continued to bark. I held my breath thinking her sister was going to come into the room, but then sighed of relief when she entered a different room. Her sister's room turned out to be right next to Wandu's, meaning that I heard her snarl through the walls about something in a language I don't understand. There were sounds of many shelves opening before her sister came out of her room and stomped away to where I'm guessing was the door.
"완두, 문 장거줘." (Wandu, lock the door for me.)
"응~ 언니 빨리와." (Okay, come back soon.)
There was the sound of the door closing shut and the sound of the lock turned on. I heard footsteps coming closer to the room and the door opened once again, opening small enough for Wandu to poke her head through.
"She's gone," she spoke, fully opening the door to let the dogs in.
"Hm."
She slowly entered the room again and sat on the chair next to her desk. I waited. I waited for her to break the cold silence.
"Ah, do you know how beautiful gardenia's can be?" she finally asked.
"Garden?"
"No," she shook her head and pointed to the wall filled with potted flowers. "Gardenia. Those flowers are called Gardenia."
"What about them?" I asked, watching the light color of the flowers on one side of the room.
"They're wonderful," she gushed, blushing a little. "There are so many things you can do with them. Did you know they can be used as medicine? We should be thankful they exist."
"Hm."
"And they can be used to dye paper or fabrics! Look at your shirt," she pointed to the yellow shirt I was wearing. "I dyed that fabric using the flowers! It's really easy. You grind the petals and drench them in water for three weeks. It's really breathtaking."
She talked on and on to make time pass. She didn't need time to think of a conversation. When one ended, she immediately started another so the humor didn't die out. Everything she said was either about animals, the flowers, or stuff that interested her. I tried not to say much fearing I might disappoint her in any way. That didn't mean I'm uninterested on the conversation. There were times when she tempted me to join. The pink-haired girl was describing a project she once had to make for her school until the doorbell rang. Obediently, she stood up and went to answer. When she came back, she wasn't alone.
"Matsuda," she said, opening the door to reveal Ron. "He's here."
"Wandu-chan, sorry for arriving late. I got lost on the way." Ron looked at her apologetically, giving her a small smile. "Thank you for looking after this little troublemaker."
Wandu started to laugh when I shot the Chinese a heated glare. Ron chose to ignore me.
I shut the door right after I came home. It didn't take long for me to fall directly on the living room couch. My stomached growled, indicating that it needed food. No, it didn't need food. It needed blood. Fresh, juicy, red blood.
"Poiyo," Ron came in soon after I rested on the couch and leaned against the nearest wall. "Tell me everything. What happened? How did you get hurt?"
"I'm hungry."
"Why aren't you telling me anything?"
"Thirsty," I replied.
He went to the kitchen and pulled open the refrigerator. He soon came back and threw a plastic bottle at me. I caught it just in time before it could hit me in the head.
"What is it?" I asked, sitting up on the couch. I curiously looked at the red liquid filled inside. I wasn't asking what the red stuff is. I already know the answer to that. I was asking what kind of blood it is.
"Animal," he replied without a second thought.
Animal. He said it's animal blood. Ron knows I only drink blood from humans. I threw it back at him with a groan.
"Look, Ron, I know we're friends. You're my best friend, but I'm not like you."
"What do you mean?" he questioned, pretending to act like he didn't know what I was talking about.
"I'm not you," I said, glaring at him. "I don't drink blood from animals."
"You can try," he tried to persuade. I didn't fall for that crap.
"Do you know what that girl from earlier said to me?"
Ron sighed. "Of course I don't-"
"She told me to change." I growled, beginning to act furious. "She asked me to stop hunting!"
Ron's one of the "innocent" vampires. He didn't stick by my side like I wanted him to. Instead, he looked cheerful and even glowed. "Well, it's good if you-"
"I'm not like you," I snapped. "I can't be a good boy and drink the kind of blood you drink. It tastes different. It's gross."
"I find sucking on humans to be worse," he made a sharp comeback, glaring at me. The playful and innocent Ron went away. He noticed it and took deep breathes to calm himself down. When he felt the time was right, he said again, "If you ever change your mind, you can always ask me for some blood. Or you can buy some at a store near downtown. Her name's Mew. I have the address taped on the side of the freezer. She's a really nice lady. You should visit her sometime."
I groaned and forced myself to get up from the couch. It's the middle of the night and here we are acting like immature children, arguing about which blood is better. I grabbed a blue jacket handing on a coat rack next to the door and opened the exit.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked, eyeing me closely.
"Hunting," I replied, stepping out and closing the door before he could reject my plan.
It's easier to hunt before dawn. The nighttime is the best time for vampires to go out and hunt. The streets are less crowded and it's easier to pick a meal. My stomach is growling like crazy. I'm so hungry that I would grab whoever walks right past me and bite their neck in the public where everyone could watch.
I was walking on the empty concrete floor until I smelled it; the smell of blood. It smelled so tasty, so syrupy, that I followed it until it led me to an empty park. I noticed a trail of blood on the sand and frowned when I realized someone beat me to it. The trail led me past the trapeze bars and go straight to under the slide. There was a girl sitting underneath the tube. Her long silver hair covered a fair amount of her act, but I knew what she was doing. Stepping closer, I see her hands placed firmly around a little girl's throat.
Is the elementary school girl dead or alive? I don't know for sure. But after observing the red trail and the amount of blood the vampire is covered in right now, I'm afraid it's not on the positive side.
I smirked. "Having fun?"
Immediately, the girl let go of the lifeless body, facing me unhappily with her lips freshly covered in blood. "She's mine," she barked.
I stepped back leaving her alone in her space. "No problem."
I'm not usually like this. Even though she's a fellow vampire, I would've snatched the body away from her without a word and bite into it. But… it's strange.
"Run,"
The way she moved; her hands; expression. Every word she spoke… I couldn't get it out of my mind.
"Will you make a promise with me?"
I can only imagine her candy-coated scent. It made me… want her.
"Hey," the silver-haired female spoke, breaking me away from my thoughts. I didn't hear her stand up. I must've been lost in my mind. She stood right in front of me. She's so close that I can smell the sweetness of the blood on her red lips. "Are you going to go?"
I looked at her red eyes with my red eyes. "Away from here? Yeah, I'm going."
She rolled here eyes before answering, "Not here. I was talking about the big hunt!"
Now I was really confused. "What hunt?"
"We're going to do a surprise attack on the humans. We go to a private party somewhere in downtown and act like we're one of them. After a few hours, the surprise happens."
I looked at her with my dull eyes. "And the surprise is…."
She grinned an innocent smile like an angel, but I knew she's not one of them. "There's going to be many of us there. You interested?"
"How many people are there?" I asked, shifting my weight from one leg to another.
"I heard there's going to be a lot. It's going to be wild!" the girl exclaimed, her innocent smile gone and a wicked grin now spread across her face. "You should come!"
"What about the humans?"
"Why should we care about them?" she asks, turning so her back was facing me. "We all need to live somehow. Think of it as a feast; a once-in-a-lifetime chance. It'll be a blast."
"No," I reply faintly. "I mean, I'll go depending on my mood."
"You still have time to think," she says, turning around to face me again. "Oh, by the way, my name's Tei. Tei Sukone."
"Matsuda," I replied, "just Matsuda."
She skipped toward me and grabbed my arm, smiling as she looked at me. "Hey," she asked. "Do you want to hunt together? It's kind of lonely doing it by myself."
We hunted.
We hunted until the sun rose. But this hunting was different compared to my other hunts. I didn't actually feel like taunting humans. The whole time, I stayed behind while she looked around for a new prey. Instead of looking for my own prey, I was thinking of something and watched her every move. Her long silver hair moved from side to side without staying still even for a single second. Whenever she caught sight of someone worth tracking down, her smile spread across her face forcing her dull red eyes to smile along.
I thought her smile was boring as hell.
I'll try to update the other part of the story soon. See you next time!
