Ch.1

(Normal POV)

A young man of 15 years old was walking along a dirt path, surrounded by dead trees and grave stones. He was around 6ft 2in, had wavy, unnaturally dark, black hair down a bit past his shoulder blades. He had a muscular build, though a bit bulky. He wore dark brown dress shoes, along with tan dress pants, and a white long sleeved button up dress shirt. Over that he wore an open green blazer with a white trim. He was carrying a backpack, along with a duffle bag in his right hand also holding his school assigned backpack, his left hand in his pocket. But if you look closely at his right hand you could tell that instead of nails, he has claws. Also, looking at his face you could see a little bit of 2 fangs sticking out of his upper lip.

As he walked he had his eyes half closed in a bored gaze, occasionally looking from grave to grave. Although to anyone looking at him he would seem serious or mad. And if that didn't off set them, the colors of his eyes would. And here's why, his pupils are slit with the sides still round. His dark brown eyes had, what looks like, very thin dark yellow cracks going out of his pupil in an "X" formation. Then the outer ring just at the edge of the iris, there are 4 blood red segments in the center of the space between each crack. "Looks like the old man wasn't lying when he said this place is unique." As he said that he noticed a building about a good ways away, but it was sight that a human can't manage.

"And he was also right about training these powers of mine. They'd surprise me." He took his left hand out of his pocket and held it up in front of him, opened palm up. In a few seconds a small fireball formed in his hand. He stopped walking, staring into the ball of flame with a solemn look. He then heard a noise that sounded like screeching, it was getting closer, fast. He quickly turned with unnatural speed, his arm raised and the fireball, which rose in size and intensity, ready to be thrown.

But stopped when he looked around, his eyes focused yet seemed wild, and saw nothing. Then looked up and saw that the screeching was just coming from a small, round, brown bat. "Tch" he said in annoyance "just a bat" he whipped his hand and the fire went out. Then turned around to start walking again.

"Watashi kou dechuu! ~" The bat exclaimed happily. The longed haired teen raised an eyebrow. "A bat that talks…..in Japanese. Well that explains why the old man told me to-" The teen didn't get to finish since he was hit in the back by a bike. "Agh!" he yelled out as he and the rider were sent skidding across the ground to the base of a tree. As they stopped the teen was lying on the ground with the rider lying on top of him, his things spread around a few feet away except for the bag on his back. "ahhh man that hurt a bit. That's the second time that's happened. Except this wasn't as bad" As he raised his hand to his head to check for any injury, he felt something soft and smooth on his hand. As he raised his head to check he noticed a blanket of pink sprawled over him and his hand. Along with a girl that he figured was the rider.

She stirred then sat up, not aware that she was on top of him, she then spoke in Japanese "Gomen I have anemia so I couldn't see where I was going clearly" as she was saying this she moved some hair out of her face and opened her eyes, then looked down and noticed that she was straddling him. She blushed, a deep red then jumped off him and stood next to him, she then started stuttering "G-g-g-gomenasai! I didn't know you were there and I uh um. Please forgive me!" She bowed in an effort to apologize

The boy just sat up and looked at her, he sighed then said to himself quietly in English "So this is why I had to learn Japanese for the past 4 years. Looks like this is going to be interesting" The pink haired girl just looked up at him, a confused look on her face. "Did she hear me?" The black haired teen thought. He quickly dismissed the thought since he didn't think it was important at the moment, and stood up.

As he stood up he noticed the girl straighten out and saw that he was a good deal taller, her head came to his chest. He also took in her looks, which where, in his opinion, above average. She had long shiny pink hair that went down past, what he saw, her firm butt. She had dazzling emerald green eyes that seemed bright and framed perfectly on her heart shaped face, but where filled with worry at the moment. Her figure was excellent, nearly hourglass, from her larger than average chest down to her long creamy and smooth looking legs. He also thought that the silver rosary hanging from her black choker looked nice, especially the ruby in the center. All in all she was very good looking girl.

As he took in her appearance he noticed that she seemed to be squirming a bit and avoiding eye contact. "His eyes are a bit scary. And he also looks a little intimidating. I hope he isn't angry." The pink haired girl thought nervously. He sighed again and decided to end the awkward silence. He closed his eyes and said, in Japanese. "Daijobu, I should've been paying more attention to my surroundings anyway." He opened his eyes and looked at her waiting for a response and saw she had a surprised expression but then turned to slight worry again. "Nani?" he asked, hoping to get a response from the, clearly, shy girl.

"A-ano your bleeding." She said as she pointed at his left cheek.

"Hm?"The tanned boy asked then raised a hand to his cheek and felt the warm liquid on his face. "Huh guess I am. Well don't worry about it." The girl shook her head

"No you shouldn't ignore it." As she said that she reached into her pocket and pulled out a pure white hanker chief. She then walked up to him and proceeded to wipe the blood off his face. Surprised by this, the boy just stood there. After a few seconds he came back to his senses, he then reached up and grabbed her hand and moved it away. "I appreciate your concern, really, but I'm fine. See?" he pointed at his cheek and she noticed that there was no cut at all "I heal really fast so there's no need to worry." As he said this he decided to ask if she was okay since she was concerned about him "Um are you okay?" He asked as he let her hand go.

The girl was taken aback a little since she thought he was a mean person and wouldn't ask. "H-hai." She replied with a smile "looks like he's not mad and he seems nice. Maybe he'll…..oohhhhhhh this smell~" Her thoughts changed when she withdrew her hand and the smell of his blood drifted into her nose. Her eyes glazed over and a light blush appeared on her cheeks as she started to sway a bit and breathe a bit raggedly. Seeing this, the boy put a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to steady her. "Hey you sure you're ok?" he asked growing concerned. She didn't even respond as her knees buckled and she fell towards him. He caught her quickly. "Oi! Daijobu!" He was now fully concerned

"What a nice scent." He heard her say. He tried setting her upright as he crouched down to her level.

"What are you talking about, a scent?" His response was her reaching up and placing her hands on each side of his face. She then looked at him and said "Sorry but….I'm a vampire!" She then pulled forward and bit into his neck "Capu-chuuuu~"was the sound she made as she sucked out his blood.