A young man of Japanese descent was riding in the back of an empty bus through the streets of Washington DC. He had dark blue eyes and semi-long black hair, flowing down past his shoulders, with two bangs with red streaks in them that were styled to look like a set of horns that curved down, nearly framing his face. He wore a silver dress shirt, a red necktie, a black pocket vest fastened at the front by two horizontal belt straps, black leather gloves, black jeans, and black 12½ black Timberland boots with red trim, all under a dark red trench coat. On his left was a large guitar case and a black gym bag was on his right. He had a pair of headphones on and removed them when he felt something go off. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black and red futuristic cellphone and flipped it open before answering.
"Hello," he answered. "Yeah, I'm on the bus." He then nodded, "I'll be careful. Yeah. Love you too, mom. Laters," he chided before closing the phone.
The bus driver looked into his rearview mirror to see the boy in the back seat, "Hey, kid, you freshman at Youkai Academy?"
The boy kicked up his feet onto the seat in front of him. "I suppose I am, Mister," the boy replied as he closed his eyes with a smirk on his lips.
"Then you should be mentally prepared," the driver shot back. "It's a terrifying school."
He opened up one eye, "Really." He chuckled, "Then I must be going to the right place if this school is all that it's cracked up to be."
"Any particular reason for attending?"
"Let's just say I'm hunting," the boy answered cryptically. He then got another call and answered, "Hello?"
"Yuma, you jerk! Why the hell do you get to go by yourself?" a female voice demanded over the line.
The boy, known as Yuma, groaned, "Patty, we've been over this. Uncle Dante said I'd be better suited for the job."
"Dante just wants me to stay so I can clean the office!" Patty shot back.
Yuma sweat-dropped, "that might…also be true."
"Listen, Yuma, just be careful," Patty pleaded sincerely, "You know I worry about you when you're alone."
He nodded, "I know, thanks." He looked ahead and grimaced, "looks like I'm gonna head through a tunnel, so I'll call you the next chance I get." He quickly hung up as the bus went through the tunnel of complete darkness.
Yuma cocked an eyebrow at the scenery before him. A dead forest that meats a road with a cliff that falls into a blood-red sea. He was standing next to a scarecrow with a pumpkin for a head, green gloves, and a black cape.
"Huh," Yuma sighed as he spread his arms out, "What the hell is all this?"
"Be careful, young man," the driver cautioned as he had a cigar between his teeth.
Yuma looked back to him as he closed the door and drove off back into the tunnel.
"Guess he's done with the driving for now," a male voice in Yuma's head reasoned.
Yuma sucked his teeth, "Shit. Guess I gotta find this place on my own then." He slung his gym bag over his shoulder and took the guitar case in hand as he walked into the barren, dead, forest.
Yuma trekked along a dirt road that was lined with dead trees and gravestones. In his opinion, it was pretty fucking depressing.
"Man, this place is pretty fucking depressing," Yuma exasperated as he went straight, seeing as how straight was the only path he could take. "Like I'm in some bad horror flick. There better not be any cameras out here or I'm gonna fucking snap." He then stopped as he heard something behind him closing in fast. He grinned, "Looks like they're on to me."
He turned and reached into his coat as he pulled out a silver semi-automatic pistol with etchings along the slide, depicting a stencil of red wings on each side. He aimed forward and stood perfectly still as he kept his eyes in front of him, ready to fill the first thing he sees with bullet holes. The squeaking grew louder and louder as Yuma's pupils shrunk as if his animal instincts were taking over.
"I'm a bat, chu," a bat chirped as he flew over Yuma, forcing the gun wielder to calm down.
"Shit," he sighed as he put his gun away, "Just a fucking bat."
He turned and was hit in the bike that seemed to come out of nowhere, making Yuma fall face first into the dirt as the rider fell off her bike and rolled along the floor.
"Ow," he muttered as he tried to push himself off the ground.
"Ah," a voice whimpered.
Yuma blinked and looked up.
"I'm sorry," a girl apologized, "My eyes went blurry from my anemia." She opened her eyes to reveal bright green orbs as her bubblegum pink hair and fair skin seemed to glow in the random light that seemed to shine down on her. She wore he figured was a school uniform, consisting of a green jacket, white blouse, and plaid skirt. She wore a black chocker with a silver rosary dangling from a chain, the rosary was a blood red gem.
"Huh, hottie at 12:00," the voice in Yuma's head quipped.
Yuma smirked, "That's OK, no harm done." He rose to feet and frowned as he saw the broken bike, "However, you might wanna think about using a mountain bike in this terrain, instead of some cheap bicycle." He extended his arm to her, "Need a lift?"
The green-eyed girl smiled as she took the gloved hand, "Thank you," and was yanked to her feet. She then gasped as she saw a trail of blood flowing down the side of Yuma's head. "Oh no, you're bleeding!" She reached for a handkerchief in her pocket but froze as she caught the scent of something sweet in the air. "This scent…" she muttered, "I can't move…"
Yuma blinked as she the girl mumbled something as she was right in front of him, but her head was down, "I'm sorry?"
She grabbed his face and looked up to him and blushed, "Sorry, but I'm a…Vampire!" She leaned in bore her fangs as she bit down on Yuma's neck.
Yuma froze as he felt her actually biting into his neck, 'Vampire…? Seriously!'
The girl's eyes widened and she recoiled away from Yuma, "I'm sorry, I was…"
Yuma chuckled, "I thought the rule was no kissing on the first date!" The girl blushed at the joke as Yuma tried to inspect the bite mark and muttered, "Shit, Patty's gonna have my ass if there's a hickey…"
The girl didn't heat Yuma as she gathered her sprawled books, "Are you from Youkai Academy, too?"
He nodded, "You can say that. I'm actually starting today."
She beamed, "That's great, cuz I'm a freshman too!" she then looked down and blushed as she shuffled her feet, "Um…do you hate vampires?"
Yuma shook his head, "Not really. One vampire I know is a bit of a weirdo, but I can't say hate the guy. He's actually a good friend of mine." He was then glomped by the girl.
"I'm so happy!" she cheered as she landed on top of him. She looked into his eyes and asked, "Then will you be my friend?"
He looked up at her, "Don't see a problem with that."
"Thank goodness," she sighed as she sat up, "I don't know anyone here and was getting worried." She then blinked, "Oh, I'm Akashiya Moka. What's your name?"
"Fudo Yuma," he replied. "By the way, if you're not planning on taking advantage of me, how's about helping me up?"
She blushed and gasped as she shot herself upward, "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry," she apologized as she helped Yuma up. She then got a look at his attire and blinked, "Um…is that your uniform?"
Yuma picked up his bag and guitar case before he replied, "It is for me, and unfortunately the school didn't have anything in my size, save for a tie." Moka giggled at the sarcastic joke.
"Welcome to Youkai Academy," the teacher greeted. She had nice long legs, fair skin, a black skirt reaching down to mid-thigh, sandals, an orange and yellow shirt, and a white blouse. Her eyes were squinted and she had short and messy brown hair with two of her locks shaped like cat ears. She also wore a necklace with a bell and red-framed glasses. "I'm your home room teacher, Nekonome Shizuka," she introduced.
Yuma sat back in his seat, with his feet propped on the desk, by the window and smirked to himself, 'Looks like I lucked out with and got a friendly teacher.'
"And she's a fucking babe," the voice in his head commented, "I'd definitely tap dat ass!"
Yuma groaned in his throat, 'Shut up, Apollo.'
She continued, "I'm sure you all know this, but this a school for Youkai, or monsters!"
Yuma grinned, 'Perfect.'
"As of now, the world is under the control of humans," Shizuka elaborated, "For us monsters to survive in this world, we have to coexist with the humans!"
'So, this school is basically a sociological facility,' Yuma concluded as he looked around, eyeing his classmates, 'Poor bastards don't even know they're being targeted by the real monsters.'
Shizuka continued, "For that reason, rule # 1: All students must be in their human form unless a special situation arises." Yuma raised his hand and she pointed. "Yes, Fudo Yuma-kun?"
"So what you're saying is that we can't use our true forms unless our lives are in danger," Yuma surmised, "Is that right?"
She nodded with a smile, "That's an excellent deduction! Now, for rule #2: No other students should know your true form." Yuma raised his hand again. "Yes, Fudo-kun?"
"Is that because of possible blood feuds between certain monster species?" he asked casually.
She nodded, "That's definitely one of the reasons, but you're on the right track, Fudo-kun!" She then addressed the class, "Everyone should follow these rules well, OK?"
"Che, such boring rules," the guy next to Yuma snorted. His hair was slicked back and he had beady eyes.
Shizuka checked the student roster, "Komiya Saizo-kun, right?"
Saizo smirked, "Why don't we just eat those humans? And rape the women."
Shizuka giggled, "There's no need for that. Because all the faculty and students, from head to toe, are monsters!" Then a long cat tail popped out from behind her. "We're protected by a secret barrier. So any unfortunate humans who enter here will be killed on the spot."
"OK, that's it! I want to fuck this teacher," Apollo cried in Yuma's head. "Goddammit, why do I have to be without a fucking body? This so unfair! I may be a fucking spirit but I have needs too!"
Yuma ignored the cry in his head and cocked an eyebrow at the last statement, "Kinda harsh for simple security, don't you think?"
Saizo smirked, "Now that you mention it, I picked up a human scent not too long ago…" He turned to Yuma and smirked as he snaked his tongue out lightly.
Yuma smirked back, "What's up, big man? Looking for a kiss? Che, sorry pal, but I'm not available. Anyway, I doubt anybody would wanna kiss a mug like yours."
Saizo growled subtly as he turned his head back to the front of the class.
"Sorry I'm late," A familiar voice apologized as she panted.
Shizuka smiled, "Oh, and you are?"
Moka nodded and faced the class with a smile, "I'm Akashiya Moka. It's nice to meet you all!"
Everyone was in awe as they gazed at Moka's visage.
"This girl is hot!"
"Don't you think she's cute?"
Moka blinked and gasped when she saw Yuma and glomped him, "It's Yuma! We're in the same class? Wow!"
An eruption of comments and gasps filled the room.
Yuma chuckled, "What, only gone for ten minutes and you already miss me this much?"
Male students gaped at the site they saw. Walking down the hall was Moka and Yuma as the former had her arms wrapped around the latter's right arm as he had his gym bag hung over his left side and his guitar case in his left hand. They went outside and found a vending machine and got some drinks, Moka getting tomato juice and Yuma grabbing a can of coffee. They then sat down on a bench and Yuma sighed as he set his bags down.
Moka took a can opener and opened up the juice can on opposite sides and sighed after drinking, "It's delicious isn't it?"
Yuma crossed his right leg onto his left lap and sipped his coffee before frowning, "I could really go for a strawberry sundae."
Moka blinked, "Sun…dae?"
Yuma stared at the vampire as if she were crazy, "You've never had a sundae…?" She shook her head truthfully. He sighed, "That settles it. First chance we get, I'm gonna buy you a strawberry sundae and show you what you're missin'."
She blushed and beamed, "That would be nice!" She then gazed at the guitar case and grew curious, "Yuma, are you some kind of performer?"
He looked to her from the corner of his eye, "Something like that."
"Do you think I can watch one of your shows?" she asked hopefully.
He closed his eyes, "Sorry, Moka, but my shows are for adults only."
She puffed her cheeks pouting, "What's that mean?"
"You're Akashiya Moka, right?" Saizo interrupted as he emerged from behind a pillar. He then grabbed Yuma by the collar of his coat and lifted him upward.
Moka gasped, "Yuma!"
"Can you tell me why a beautiful lady like you is hanging out with a guy like this?" Saizo smirked. He then froze when he felt cold steel pressed against the underside of his chin. "What the…"
"And I assume you'd provide the lady with a better company? Yeah right," Yuma scoffed as he had his back to Saizo, with his pistol pressed against Saizo's chin.
Saizo's eyes widened, 'That's impossible! I have him in the…' He looked up to see that he was holding Yuma's coat.
Moka gasped, 'When did he get in front of him! He moved so fast…'
Yuma grabbed his coat of Saizo's hand and put it back on, "Thanks for hanging onto my coat, pal." He grabbed his things and took Moka's hand, "C'mon, Moka, let's continue touring this place."
Moka nodded and the two walked away as Saizo was left in his thoughts.
'What the hell was that…?' Saizo thought to himself as a bead of sweat went down his neck. 'I've never seen anyone move that fast…That bastard…! I'll teach him to make a fool out of me!'
Yuma and Moka were on the roof now and the former was staring out to the distance.
Moka let out a sigh, "That was scary… Are you really alright, Yuma?"
Yuma nodded, "I've dealt with worse situations growing up."
She frowned, "By the way. Yuma, why do you have a gun? Aren't weapons illegal in schools?"
He shrugged, "Figured I'd have something to defend myself since I can't use my powers."
"So, what kind of Youkai are you?" She gasped, "Oh, we can't tell others our identities, right? Sorry about that."
Yuma chuckled, "Well, since I know what you are, I suppose we should be on some common ground. I'm not actually a Youkai, but let's just say that I'm a complicated youth." He then spotted the Rosary's red "eye", "That's some freaky piece of jewelry you got there."
She then showed Yuma the rosary, "Once this rosary is taken off, I'll turn into a terrifying, true, vampire. So this rosary acts as a seal."
He smirked, "Well, then I better not get on your bad side." He shrugged, "And besides, scary or not, you're still you, right?"
Moka blushed and hugged him, "I'm glad that we're friends, Yuma! And also…you're my first love."
Yuma blushed as he slowly tried to process the information he just received, "Your…first?"
She blushed, "Until today, I've only had tomato juice and blood packets, so… Sucking real blood like yours… The texture, flavor, and consistency were all perfect. And it had a nice kick of spiciness to it!"
Yuma couldn't contain himself and dropped on his knees laughing his ass off, "HAHAHAHA! I can't believe it! You sound just like my sister! Oh, this is just fucking hilarious!"
Moka grew interested, "You have siblings?"
He calmed down and elaborated, "I have several in fact. One of my sisters is a vampire, while two others are succubae."
She blinked, "You have siblings that are from different species? How is that even possible?"
"Let's just say my dad gets around," Yuma replied with a chuckle.
"So, what do you think of this school so far?" she asked.
"It's alright, despite the depressing atmosphere," Yuma answered, "Should be more interesting than my old school back home in the human world."
Moka frowned, "I hate those humans! I went to a human school back in junior high and it was horrible!" She then elaborated, "I was lonely because humans don't believe in monsters. I was different from everyone. I felt like I wanted to disappear." She looked to Yuma with a small smile as tears began to trail down her face, "But you told me it's alright even if I'm a vampire, Yuma. That's why for the first time, I didn't feel alone…"
Yuma frowned softly as he wiped her tears, "Tears don't suit a pretty face like yours. And you shouldn't go around hating everyone. There are some really good humans out there who fight to protect people that are very important to them."
She blinked in confusion, "How would you know?"
"I know because a lot of good friends of mine are human," Yuma explained, "I used to be human too before my powers awakened." He reached into his shirt and pulled out a necklace with a ruby amulet, carved out in the shape of a sun. "Think of this as my power regulator," Yuma continued as he returned it to the inside of his shirt.
"I don't get it," Moka shook her head, "You used to be human?"
"My powers woke up when I was about 5," Yuma elaborated, "I was born human, but I guess I retained some human traits. Listen Moka, are you OK with me still being your friend after what I just told you?"
Moka wiped her tears away and smiled, "Yes! I'm just glad you still wanna be friends, Yuma!"
Yuma smiled but it quickly changed to a frown as he looked out to the distance. He could sense them. They were in the forest, just as he predicted.
"I thought so," he muttered.
Moka blinked, "Yuma?"
Yuma took his guitar case and turned to her, "Sorry Moka, but it's time for my show. Don't follow me, OK?"
He winked and did a backflip over the fence, making Moka gasp and look over and blinked as she saw Yuma running into the forest.
Ignoring Yuma's request to stay away, Moka ran through the forest, looking for the boy. She then stopped as Saizo morphed into her field of vision.
"Looking lost there, Moka-san?" Saizo smirked.
Moka smirked back, "I'm in a hurry, Saizo!"
He chuckled as his muscles started to tear through his clothes, "Sorry, but I can't control myself when I feel like this…!" He transformed and Moka backed away fearfully, "This is my true form, an Orc!"
Yuma was running through the dead forest, tracking his prey when he suddenly heard a familiar scream and turned to the direction.
"Guess that chick didn't listen," Apollo concluded.
Yuma looked to his sides and saw blurred figures moving through the trees. They were following the source of the scream and Yuma ran back in their direction, "I can already tell…this is gonna be one hell of a party!"
Moka was lying against a tree, covered in saliva as Saizo stalked over to her.
"What's wrong? Won't you transform, Moka-san?" Saizo taunted. "Or are you too frightened?"
"it's against the rules to transform," she glared.
Saizo chuckled and did a little dance, "We're outside of school, so it's fine!" He lashed at Moka with his tongue only to be caught by a gloved hand.
"Whoa there, cowboy," Yuma called, "You know the rules: No tongue on the first date!"
"Bastard," Saizo growled, "Stay out of my way, freak!"
"You're the one with the freakishly long tongue," Yuma remarked, "Who knows where that's been!"
"Shut up! This tongue is like my right hand!"
Yuma nodded, "Yeah, and I'm sure I know what you do with your right hand."
"SHUT UP!" Saizo roared as he charged but was stopped by what looked like a guillotine blade. "What the hell?"
He looked up and saw that the blade was actually the leg of a creature that looked like a patched-up doll with sharp teeth. It's looked like a bulky scarecrow. The three Youkai students were then surrounded by a swarm of the scarecrow-like creatures as some of them even had blades for arms.
Moka gasped, "What are these things!"
Yuma grinned, "Time to get this party started!"
Music – "Devil May Cry"
He opened his guitar case and pulled out a sword. It was as tall as Yuma, completely black, and had a diamond-shaped tip. The sword also had a ribcage, dragon wings, and a dragon skull with glowing red eyes, with a proportionate handle. Yuma held the sword in his right hand as he pulled out his gun in his left hand and charged at the scarecrow creatures and hacked away at them, spinning and chopping them in half while pulling the trigger on them as well. More scarecrows jumped down from the trees and went for Moka and she screamed as one got closer and was shot in the back of the head, the Scarecrow falling limp before her feet.
"Moka, find cover," Yuma ordered. Moka nodded and took shelter behind a tree.
Saizo was fighting his share of Scarecrows and growled in annoyance as they were dancing around him. "These damn things are getting on my nerves," he growled. He then looked to see that Yuma was distracted with the Scarecrows and grinned to himself.
Moka watched from behind the tree as she saw Yuma mauling the creatures with his giant sword. She figured this is what he didn't want her to see, this "Show of Violence."
Yuma stopped as he looked around to see all the Scarecrows were no longer moving and smirked as he put away his gun and somehow stuck his sword to his back, "And that takes care of-"
WHAM!
"Yuma!" Moka gasped.
Saizo had knocked him down the hill and cackled, "That'll teach ya to make a fool of me, loser!" Moka then followed after Yuma down the hill. "Hey, wait up," he shouted as he followed after her.
Moka found Yuma by the cliff as his clothes were now dirty and he had an angry look on his face, "Yuma, you're OK!"
He glared toward Saizo who had joined them, "I'm fine, but he won't be. Not after he fucked up my favorite coat!"
Moka sweat-dropped. Yuma was more worried about his coat? Seriously?
Saizo growled, "I'd hate to kill a beautiful woman before I've had my fun, but I'm fed up with the both of you!"
Yuma stabbed his sword into the ground to pull himself up, "The feeling's mutual asshole…!" He then slipped on a muddy patch and tried to grab something and grabbed onto Moka's rosary. With an accidental tug, he pulled it off her and fell face-first into the dirt.
"Huh?" he blinked as he stared at the silver cross in his hands. He grimaced, "I got a feeling I just opened a box that wasn't supposed to be open…"
"NO FUCKING SHIT, SHERLOCK!" Apollo screamed.
Yuma only had time to hear Moka gasp before her entire body was enveloped in light. The sky turned red as well as the moon.
While he couldn't see what was happening to Moka very well, he definitely sensed something growing. A well of power she had within her now breaking free. The inhuman power was moving like a river through her entire body. As his eyes began to get accustomed to the light, he saw that the sheer amount of power was making Moka's physical appearance change as well.
Her pink hair was shifting to a silver color right before his eyes. Her skin seemed to become paler as the power continued to flow. The nails on her fingers became slightly pointed, looking like they could shred steel. Her fangs became more pronounced while her eyes turned crimson and slitted.
Yuma could only stare at Moka after her transformation. She looked radically different, almost like a different person. She looked…awesome. She exuded a kind of sexuality that would make men drop to their knees, but Yuma could also feel the danger which was underneath it. This girl was dangerous!
"Oh boy," Apollo sighed, "Looks like we got a real monster on our hands, kid. Those blood-red eyes, that silver hair, and an incredible demonic aura. A true vampire. Been a while since I've seen one of those, lemme tell ya."
The newly transformed Moka turned to glare at Yuma, "I believe you owe me and the other Moka some answers, Fudo."
Yuma nodded and turned to face Saizo, "You'll get them after I finish this guy up."
Moka stepped beside Yuma and put a hand on his shoulder, "I can handle this nobody myself."
Yuma put his hands up in surrender, "It's cool. Since I save some energy, I'm good then." He walked away and leaned against a tree to watch the eminent ass-kicking at Saizo's expense.
Saizo roared and swung his fist at Moka who caught it in her hand. Saizo's eyes widened in surprise as she turned on her heels and threw him over her shoulder and through several trees.
"Wow," Yuma admired.
Moka smirked as she stared the Orc down, "You dare to lay your hand on me?"
"I don't give a damn if you're a fucking vampire, bitch! I'll kill you!" Saizou roared.
"Know your place!" Moka declared as she jumped and flipped through the air before delivering a powerful kick to Saizo's face, sending him rocketing into the wall and unconscious.
End Music
Yuma clapped, "Very nice!"
Moka walked over to Yuma and smirked, "You're an interesting boy yourself. I hope you can take care of my other side while I sleep. I can't walk around freely for too long." And with that she took the rosary from Yuma and snapped it onto the chain of her choker, the powerful and sensual vampire transforming back into the gentle and cute Moka, as she fell unconscious for Yuma to catch in his arms.
"Well, this school turned out to be more interesting than I thought," Yuma mused as he carried the sleeping girl bridal style.
To Be Continued…
Bushido: Well, here's the first chapter of "YOUKAI MAY CRY." Hope you guys like it. And don't forget to review, please.
Dante: What the hell? Why aren't I in it?
Bushido: Relax, Dante, you'll get your screen time soon. Go have a sundae for now.
Dante: (grumbles) Yeah, whatever…