Kuroko Tetsuya sat lazily on his throne. That's right, his throne. It didn't suit his weak personality at all, but Kuroko was the vampire king. The Kuroko family had a knack for disappearing without anyone knowing unless they were directly touching them, and therefore their family survived and for hundreds of years and eventually became the vampire rulers.
However, the persistence of their reign might not go on for too much longer. A small branch of vampires had realized how weak Kuroko was and had begun a rebellion. The Oikawa faction. A sect full of full of strong vampires with a lust for power. The only reason Kuroko was still in any state of power was because he had Kagami and Aomine, the two strongest vampires in the area, protecting him.
Kuroko let out a deep sigh, and Momoi ran to his side.
"Are you okay my lord? Do you need anything? "She asked.
"No, I'm just a little stressed Momoi-san," Kuroko replied.
"You know I could always help you relieve stress, right?" Momoi whispered slowly into his ear. She was always after a crown of her own, which Kuroko had no intention of giving her, but she was a great intel gatherer, so he kept her around. Kuroko was about to push her off when a strong arm appeared on her shoulder and dragged her off of Kuroko for him.
"You really should stop trying to make a move on him, Satsuki. Everyone knows that you'll never be queen." Aomine shook his head in exasperation as he spoke. His most recent battle scars were still seeping rose red liquid from his arms.
"Your no fun, Dai-chan!" She said annoyed before turning around. She was about to continue making a scene, but upon seeing his wounds, she began making a huge fuss and dragged him off to get them treated.
The Oikawa clan had a vampire named Kenma, who could actually inflict harm that caused vampire flesh to heal at human rates, and he was a major threat to Kuroko and his followers. Fortunately, the bastard was so lazy that the days he fought were rare. Unfortunately, it appeared today was one of those days.
Kuroko relased another long sigh. Why was he even trying to protect his throne? Why not just give it up to Oikawa? These questions always floated around his mind. Then his maid, Kise, entered rubbing an already healing wound on his neck as he babbled something about how Aomine bit him.
"He says it'll help his injuries heal faster, but I think he just enjoys the taste of my blood," Kise complained on,"I wish I could go out there and fight too! Kuroko, you know that I would do anything for you, right? But then again, if I get hurt I would have to give up my job as a model. Why is life so unfairrrrrrr!?" He pouted.
"Kise what did you really come to tell me?" Kuroko deadpanned. He was too tired to be sympathetic to his annoying maid today.
"Oh! Right Lord Kuroko, it's that time again!" He said, winking and striking some imitation of a pose meant for magical girls.
Kuroko slipped into the shadows before Kise could say anymore. Really, why DID he protect his throne? It isn't like Oikawa would do anything to the vampires who followed Kuroko. If anything, he would be delighted with them. Oikawa loved vampires and believed that they were superior. His favorite general, Kageyama, was also a strong believer of this, and they dismissed anything a vampire did as fine.
Kuroko then emerged from the shadows and was ready to declare his reign over when he caught sight of a man in his early twenties. He had bright red hair, and a set ruby eyes that shined as he left his apartment waved to someone out of view with a smile. It was then that Kuroko was reminded why Oikawa couldn't reign. He would destroy the lives of all humans, although that was of no concern to Kuroko. It was that one red headed human that he wanted to save.
