General Cartography
Hi All! This is just a piece that I started because I had discovered that I really love Kurda Smahlt and I wanted to write some cute little story about him and a human girl...So, um here it goes.
Introduction
22-year-old Lian Platts was asleep. It was getting late into the night, and hence she had fallen asleep. She was paralyzed from the waist down, except for her feet. She had taken a distant fall from a cliff, causing to temporarily paralyze her.
It was around 1:30 A.M. Lian had accidentally left the TV on. She forgot to let out her two dogs and check on her three cats. Comedy Central was on, stand up comics were proving their talent by making cracks on the Midwest.
The only light on was a dim standing lamp next to the chair Lian had fallen asleep in. Since she knew that she was going to do so, she had earlier noted to keep only a dim light on; she could never fall asleep with a bright light on.
Time passed slowly, and more comics took a shot at stand-up. The back door opened slowly, hardly creaking, which was unusual since the house was ancient. Who ever had come in, walked into Lian's living room and crept toward her. It couldn't have been anyone Lian knew, she had been living alone for a while.
The person stood over Lian examining her. He (or she) held out a hand with sharp nails. Slowly the person made a cut on Lian's arm...Immediately she woke up and looked at her attacker.
"H-who are y-y-you?" she stuttered. Her attacker was a slender blonde man with icy blue eyes, who appeared not much older than her.
"One who meant you no harm." he said.
"Then why'd you cut my arm open!?" Lian asked pointing to her incision, which was slowly starting to gush blood.
"Forgive me for that." the attacker apologized. He put a finger into his mouth and coated it with saliva. When he took it out her rubbed the finger of Lian's cut.
"What the hell is your problem, you lunatic?" she shouted.
"Look at your cut." he said blandly. Lian's face fell toward her cut. It had closed up, and hardly a scar remained.
"How'd you do that?" she asked nervously.
"It's my secret." he said grinning. Lian quickly changed the subject.
"What am I doing, I'm talking to a man who could have come in here to kill me." she slapped her forehead. "If not, then this guy's a vampire who's come to suck me dry."
"You're partly correct." he said. "You got the vampire part right. But I am most definitely not here to suck you dry. Just to get enough blood to sustain me for a while." Lian sighed.
"Yep, I have been rereading Dracula too many times, it's giving me obsessive dreams." she mumbled. " The next thing I know a werewolf is going to come in here and bite my hand off."
"Not likely." the man said. He held a hand out. "Just for an intro, I'm Kurda Smahlt." Lian hesitated before taking it.
"Lian Platt." she said plainly. "...Were you joking about that vampire business, because, vampires don't exist...do they?"
"They exist." Kurda said. "I already told you, I'm one of them. Just, don't believe the situation about garlic, crosses, Holy water, mirrors, running water and shadows. Most legends about vampires aren't true." Lian suddenly found an interest in her intruding guest.
"Tell me more." she said intriguingly. Kurda smiled and started explaining the differences between legends and the real thing.
Lian seemed to understand almost instantly. But what she couldn't understand was how easily she believed him...And how much she started to trust him.
Chapter One:
Kurda had told Lian that night that he was technically a wandering vampire and that he would often move from place to place. He would spend six months in one place and the other six months somewhere else. However, every twelve years, there would be a council meeting of all vampires at a very distant peak.
Lian caught on to what he was trying to prove. He wanted to know if she would allow him to stay at her home until he had to move on again. Lian agreed to give him access to her basement as long as he wouldn't drink from her.
During the day, Lian went to work, despite her paralysis, as Kurda was asleep in her basement. When she came home, it would be a little past sunset and Kurda would have probably had just awoken. Lian would have him tell her a little more about himself before he went out. He never exactly told her what he was doing; he just called it 'Treaties'.
"I know this sounds like a really annoying question," Lian said. "But have you ever heard of cartography?"
"Map making?" Kurda shot. "Of course! It's one of my hobbies!" Lian laughed softly.
"Weird, I usually don't meet someone who has the same hobbies." she smiled. "I got paralyzed from a mapping accident."
"Can I ask how?" Kurda questioned.
"You can but I'll tell you anyways." she joked. "Well, about a year ago, I was mapping this landscape, it was a canyon area, and I was atop a plateau and I slipped and fell about four hundred feet. Amazingly, only one thing had to be amputated." She wiggled her right ring finger. "I had a robotic on replace it. See, this sword like rock impaled it. Other than that finger, temporary paralysis in my only falter." Kurda smiled at her.
"Even a vampire would call you lucky," he teased. "Are you sure you weren't blooded some time in your past?" Lian smirked childishly.
"Does it look like I drink blood or sleep in coffins?" she said.
"Not at all." he replied. "You look more like someone who takes interests to the extreme."
"And that is what I do." she said. "You know, if my friends or my family found out I had a vampire living with me, they'd end up locking me into a cushioned room with nothing but pillows and other squishy objects."
"If you were a vampire doing something absurd, you'd be hunted down and killed," he said grimly. "A squishy room would be heaven compared to the stakes."
"I'm sticking to my human life." she said. "But I remember, when I was in high school, all of my friends thought I was a vampire since I was always so pale. I wore black a lot. But don't think that meant anything, I just look really good in black, nothing more!" Kurda laughed at her comment.
"Humans mistake me for another human at times." he said. " Most vampires are heavily scarred, but not me, only one for mild ole Kurda." He point to three red scars across his right cheek.
"Looks more like three to me." Lian said.
" Not at all." Kurda said. " I got them all at once from the same thing." Lian smiled.
"Do you remember how we started this conversation?" she asked.
"I think it had to do with cartography." he said. "It seems we can change subject quite easily."
"Must be." Lian said. The two were quiet momentarily.
"Well, I must go out now." Kurda said standing up.
"Yeah, me too." Lian said. "I have to meet someone tonight." Kurda grinned at her.
"Oh, a date, have we?" he asked slyly. "With whom may I ask?"
"It's not a date!" Lian shouted. "I'm meeting my friend Nic at this restaurant to discuss our next mapping territory!"
"This 'Nick' is a boy, right?" he asked again.
"No!" Lian shouted. "Nic is my friend and boss Nicole! I will say that she has a brother named 'Nick' but he's been married for ten years and he's out of my league!"
"So, you don't date men?" Kurda asked seeming to not get the picture.
"I date men!!" Lian hollered. "I've been dating men since I can't remember! I even have a boyfriend now!! His name is Pat!"
"Pat is also a girl's name." Kurda said. Lian screamed in confusion.
"You're hopeless!!!" she said falling backward. "Maybe I should just call Nicky and tell her that I can't go tonight. I'm getting a migraine." Lian got up and walked into her kitchen and reached into a cabinet taking out a vile of headache medicine.
"Then I guess I don't have to leave either." Kurda said. "I don't actually need to meet with my treaties for another few days." Lian popped two pills in her mouth and swallowed.
"What are you getting at?" she asked darkly.
"I don't need to leave yet." Kurda responded. "I'd also like to get to know you better." Lian sighed.
"Lame pick-up line." she mumbled.
"Fine then." Kurda said. "Then...: How about dinner?" Lian laughed to herself and she turned to face Kurda.
"Did you just ask me out on a date?" she asked.
"In most perspectives, yes, I did just ask you out." he said. Lian shook her head in her hand.
"Oh, God..." she muttered then glancing at Kurda. "I'm a girl in a wheelchair. And someone, wants to go out with me, let alone a vampire."
"I have an ailment that could ease the paralysis in your bones for a short while." Kurda explained.
"A cure for paralysis?" she said. "That's a new one." Lian glanced down at her legs. They were pretty much bare, she was wearing a pair of loose shorts on her legs but nothing more. And hand suddenly was on her leg. She looked up and Kurda was putting something on her leg. "Kurda!" The vampire looked at her.
"Am I doing something wrong?" he asked.
"It's not very humane or polite to touch a woman's thigh!" she shouted with a reddened face. "And you made me blush which is a very hard thing to do! I don't blush!"
"Move your legs." Kurda said gently.
"Hello, Kurda, I'm paralyzed! I can't." Lian grumbled.
"Move your legs..." Kurda snapped. Kurda's tone started to scare Lian so she extended her left leg and flexed it back, then the right.
"How did you do that?" she asked in awe.
"An old friend of mine has the remedy for many disfigurations, illnesses, and diseases. But they are only for skin. And easing bone stiffness is one of them." Kurda explained. "But it is only temporary. It will wear off after about twenty-four hours." Lian stood up and walked around for a moment, then over to Kurda.
"Oh my God, Kurda." she said. "I can't believe this..." She could hardly contain her thanks for him. She paused a second then wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Kurda found it surprised but then accepted his gratitude.
"You're welcome, Lian." he said. Then he pried her off. "Now, if we want to leave, I suggest you ready yourself." Lian smiled and walked off to one of the back rooms.
Kurda was happy with himself. Being the giving vampire he was, he felt especially good about this. Most of the time he was helping only vampires. But since Lian was a human, it had to be the reason he was feeling better about it.
Lian returned a few minutes later. She didn't look much different, she had only changed into a more appropriate outfit for sociability.
"My boyfriend's gonna kill me when he finds out I've gone out with you." she said. "If he doesn't kill me, he's gonna kill you."
"Wait, Nick?" Kurda joked causing Lian to laugh. "Honestly, I highly doubt a human could get past this vampire exterior."
"How do you know that a vampire hunter or something won't find you" Lian said as she stepped out into the outside night.
"They have a scent to them that I can recognize." he said. "If I smell one nearby I'll be sure to avoid it." He followed after Lian.
Lian didn't feel like driving. She didn't really like to but she needed a car just the same. The night was too beautiful for her to ignore by remaining in car or a building, so she and Kurda walked into town.
"You don't really find a human who has appreciation for nature much anymore." Kurda said.
"Tell me about it." Lian groaned. "I used to live in Manhattan. I can't stand much of an industrial life. That's why I moved to the suburbs."
"With a life like mine, you hardly ever see the cities. It's mainly country or small towns, like yours." Kurda said. "Small towns are the best targets." Lian smiled.
"There's a river boat restaurant nearby, you want to go there?" she asked.
"I've never been to one." Kurda said. "I hardly go to restaurants at all. But yes, I would like to go."
"Good, because nights like tonight are the one's where the best tables are reserved for blondes." she chided reaching up and lightly tugging at his hair.
"Oh really?" he asked. "Or do you know the manager?"
"Really!" she said. "See, Pat's a blonde and we were here a few times and every time, it's been a packed house and they always have about two or three really good tables left!"
"Then I guess we can take our time in getting there, since there's always good tables for blondes." he teased. "But, if we were both blondes then I assume that we would probably have better chances at a table! But sadly you are not." He took a light tug at Lian's hair, which was a cinnamony brown.
"There's a little white-blonde in here." she said showing him a little tuft of blonde.
"Yes, I see it." he said using he vampiric vision to get a clear look. Lian looked toward her partner and smiled.
"You seem so mysterious." she whispered. Kurda ran a finger across her cheek.
"I am but a vampire filled with loneliness." he said gently. Lian felt his pain. He was a vampire. He could never see the real light of day.
"Kurda..." she started to say. He put a finger to her mouth.
"Hold still." he said. Lian held still momentarily.
"Kurda...There's-" he put a second finger to her mouth and traced her lips.
"I'm not quite sure what this is but I know what I doing." he whispered. He slowly leaned in toward Lian. He hesitated a moment but then he made his move. He put his lips on hers and kissed her, he let out all of his intimacy in it. He couldn't contain what he felt until he let off.
"Kurda..." Lian said breathing slowly. He didn't respond instantly.
" I love you..." he said finally. "It is not different for this to be, but it is for me..." He lowered his head and started to turn away. "I can understand if you do not want me to stay any longer." He was about to walk off but Lian put a hand on his shoulder.
"No." she said. "Stay." Kurda turned to face her. She was smiling at him, but she was also crying.
"You're crying." he said. "Why?"
"It's like my fantasy from my teenage years." she said. "To have a vampire love me."
"Lian, you've been waiting for this?" he asked. She smiled through her tears.
"Since I was twelve." she said. "I've always loved vampires, but I never thought I'd love one personally." Lian stepped toward him and kissed him. "I've been meaning to break up with Pat since my accident. But really, I don't know if I can believe what I heard you say."
"The I'll say it again." Kurda said. "I love you." He wiped away the tears streaming down Lian's face. "You don't have to cry."
"But I can't help it." she sobbed. "It's just, as this night goes by, it seems like everything I ever worried about never really happened."
"Then nothing ever happened." Kurda said. "Nothing happened..." Kurda softly ran his fingers through her hair. "But you do know that I will eventually have to move on." Lian slowly nodded.
"Why don't we skip dinner tonight and go back to my house." she said. "I'd really like to go back."
"Would you like me to carry you back?" he asked. "I could get us there in about five minutes."
"With that flitting thing?" she asked.
"Of course. I could get us back within a matter of minutes and we could spend the rest of the night talking, or something along those lines." Lian yawned.
"Alright." she said. "My legs are getting a little tired. But I don't think your remedy thing is wearing off though." Kurda said no more. He picked up Lian and put her on his back.
"Hold on." he said. Immediately he started running, the landscape seemed to pass them by. Lian held on with one arm, but with the other she slowly curled his hair in her fingers.
Kurda was enjoying the fact that a human cared for him in such ways. Normally, he would have had someone stop messing with his hair, but this time he found it relaxing. So he allowed her to continue.
About a minute after Kurda started flitting, Lian had yawned enough to put her to sleep. With a bit of his hair still clutched in between her fingers, she drifted off more easily.
When Kurda arrived at Lian's home, he carefully lifted Lian off of his back and carried her inside, trying not to wake the light sleeper. After having lived with her for almost a month, he had learned that she was a very light sleeper.
When he got in, he slowly laid her down on her couch and sat next to her. He had her head on his lap. He smiled at the sleeping girl on him, but yet, he also felt sickened. He loved this girl, but he knew that sooner or later he'd have to leave, in the middle of the night without her knowledge. After that he would never see her again.
Kurda softly touched her face and wondered why he would have to give her up one day. The only choice that he had other than that, was to make her what he was, but he couldn't not to someone so pure.
"Lian..." he whispered. "Why couldn't you be what I am? A vampire?" Kurda tried to fight these intentions of him. He wanted her for his own, but she was human and had other people who cared for her. He had to...He had to make her a vampire, that way, she'd always be his...No, it was still to risky. Vampires never spent their life with one female. They would mate with another vampire for ten or twelve years, then either continue for another ten or twelve years, or separate. But if she stayed human, he would only age once every ten years and she'd get older every year. She'd eventually die of old age (or another fall) and he'd be left alone. But even when he died, he would never see her. Vampires went to Paradise (or remained on Earth if they die with shame) and humans went to heaven.
His blue eyes, which were normally filled with happiness, grew sad with angst. Tears were slowly forming, which wasn't something that would naturally happen with him. Kurda squeezed his eyes shut in pain as tears fell lightly on Lian's face. The vampire clenched a fist and started to let out his emotions.
With all the sadness contained within and without of him, he fell asleep next to Lian, and awaited for the morning's dawn until he moved down to the basement.
Hi All! This is just a piece that I started because I had discovered that I really love Kurda Smahlt and I wanted to write some cute little story about him and a human girl...So, um here it goes.
Introduction
22-year-old Lian Platts was asleep. It was getting late into the night, and hence she had fallen asleep. She was paralyzed from the waist down, except for her feet. She had taken a distant fall from a cliff, causing to temporarily paralyze her.
It was around 1:30 A.M. Lian had accidentally left the TV on. She forgot to let out her two dogs and check on her three cats. Comedy Central was on, stand up comics were proving their talent by making cracks on the Midwest.
The only light on was a dim standing lamp next to the chair Lian had fallen asleep in. Since she knew that she was going to do so, she had earlier noted to keep only a dim light on; she could never fall asleep with a bright light on.
Time passed slowly, and more comics took a shot at stand-up. The back door opened slowly, hardly creaking, which was unusual since the house was ancient. Who ever had come in, walked into Lian's living room and crept toward her. It couldn't have been anyone Lian knew, she had been living alone for a while.
The person stood over Lian examining her. He (or she) held out a hand with sharp nails. Slowly the person made a cut on Lian's arm...Immediately she woke up and looked at her attacker.
"H-who are y-y-you?" she stuttered. Her attacker was a slender blonde man with icy blue eyes, who appeared not much older than her.
"One who meant you no harm." he said.
"Then why'd you cut my arm open!?" Lian asked pointing to her incision, which was slowly starting to gush blood.
"Forgive me for that." the attacker apologized. He put a finger into his mouth and coated it with saliva. When he took it out her rubbed the finger of Lian's cut.
"What the hell is your problem, you lunatic?" she shouted.
"Look at your cut." he said blandly. Lian's face fell toward her cut. It had closed up, and hardly a scar remained.
"How'd you do that?" she asked nervously.
"It's my secret." he said grinning. Lian quickly changed the subject.
"What am I doing, I'm talking to a man who could have come in here to kill me." she slapped her forehead. "If not, then this guy's a vampire who's come to suck me dry."
"You're partly correct." he said. "You got the vampire part right. But I am most definitely not here to suck you dry. Just to get enough blood to sustain me for a while." Lian sighed.
"Yep, I have been rereading Dracula too many times, it's giving me obsessive dreams." she mumbled. " The next thing I know a werewolf is going to come in here and bite my hand off."
"Not likely." the man said. He held a hand out. "Just for an intro, I'm Kurda Smahlt." Lian hesitated before taking it.
"Lian Platt." she said plainly. "...Were you joking about that vampire business, because, vampires don't exist...do they?"
"They exist." Kurda said. "I already told you, I'm one of them. Just, don't believe the situation about garlic, crosses, Holy water, mirrors, running water and shadows. Most legends about vampires aren't true." Lian suddenly found an interest in her intruding guest.
"Tell me more." she said intriguingly. Kurda smiled and started explaining the differences between legends and the real thing.
Lian seemed to understand almost instantly. But what she couldn't understand was how easily she believed him...And how much she started to trust him.
Chapter One:
Kurda had told Lian that night that he was technically a wandering vampire and that he would often move from place to place. He would spend six months in one place and the other six months somewhere else. However, every twelve years, there would be a council meeting of all vampires at a very distant peak.
Lian caught on to what he was trying to prove. He wanted to know if she would allow him to stay at her home until he had to move on again. Lian agreed to give him access to her basement as long as he wouldn't drink from her.
During the day, Lian went to work, despite her paralysis, as Kurda was asleep in her basement. When she came home, it would be a little past sunset and Kurda would have probably had just awoken. Lian would have him tell her a little more about himself before he went out. He never exactly told her what he was doing; he just called it 'Treaties'.
"I know this sounds like a really annoying question," Lian said. "But have you ever heard of cartography?"
"Map making?" Kurda shot. "Of course! It's one of my hobbies!" Lian laughed softly.
"Weird, I usually don't meet someone who has the same hobbies." she smiled. "I got paralyzed from a mapping accident."
"Can I ask how?" Kurda questioned.
"You can but I'll tell you anyways." she joked. "Well, about a year ago, I was mapping this landscape, it was a canyon area, and I was atop a plateau and I slipped and fell about four hundred feet. Amazingly, only one thing had to be amputated." She wiggled her right ring finger. "I had a robotic on replace it. See, this sword like rock impaled it. Other than that finger, temporary paralysis in my only falter." Kurda smiled at her.
"Even a vampire would call you lucky," he teased. "Are you sure you weren't blooded some time in your past?" Lian smirked childishly.
"Does it look like I drink blood or sleep in coffins?" she said.
"Not at all." he replied. "You look more like someone who takes interests to the extreme."
"And that is what I do." she said. "You know, if my friends or my family found out I had a vampire living with me, they'd end up locking me into a cushioned room with nothing but pillows and other squishy objects."
"If you were a vampire doing something absurd, you'd be hunted down and killed," he said grimly. "A squishy room would be heaven compared to the stakes."
"I'm sticking to my human life." she said. "But I remember, when I was in high school, all of my friends thought I was a vampire since I was always so pale. I wore black a lot. But don't think that meant anything, I just look really good in black, nothing more!" Kurda laughed at her comment.
"Humans mistake me for another human at times." he said. " Most vampires are heavily scarred, but not me, only one for mild ole Kurda." He point to three red scars across his right cheek.
"Looks more like three to me." Lian said.
" Not at all." Kurda said. " I got them all at once from the same thing." Lian smiled.
"Do you remember how we started this conversation?" she asked.
"I think it had to do with cartography." he said. "It seems we can change subject quite easily."
"Must be." Lian said. The two were quiet momentarily.
"Well, I must go out now." Kurda said standing up.
"Yeah, me too." Lian said. "I have to meet someone tonight." Kurda grinned at her.
"Oh, a date, have we?" he asked slyly. "With whom may I ask?"
"It's not a date!" Lian shouted. "I'm meeting my friend Nic at this restaurant to discuss our next mapping territory!"
"This 'Nick' is a boy, right?" he asked again.
"No!" Lian shouted. "Nic is my friend and boss Nicole! I will say that she has a brother named 'Nick' but he's been married for ten years and he's out of my league!"
"So, you don't date men?" Kurda asked seeming to not get the picture.
"I date men!!" Lian hollered. "I've been dating men since I can't remember! I even have a boyfriend now!! His name is Pat!"
"Pat is also a girl's name." Kurda said. Lian screamed in confusion.
"You're hopeless!!!" she said falling backward. "Maybe I should just call Nicky and tell her that I can't go tonight. I'm getting a migraine." Lian got up and walked into her kitchen and reached into a cabinet taking out a vile of headache medicine.
"Then I guess I don't have to leave either." Kurda said. "I don't actually need to meet with my treaties for another few days." Lian popped two pills in her mouth and swallowed.
"What are you getting at?" she asked darkly.
"I don't need to leave yet." Kurda responded. "I'd also like to get to know you better." Lian sighed.
"Lame pick-up line." she mumbled.
"Fine then." Kurda said. "Then...: How about dinner?" Lian laughed to herself and she turned to face Kurda.
"Did you just ask me out on a date?" she asked.
"In most perspectives, yes, I did just ask you out." he said. Lian shook her head in her hand.
"Oh, God..." she muttered then glancing at Kurda. "I'm a girl in a wheelchair. And someone, wants to go out with me, let alone a vampire."
"I have an ailment that could ease the paralysis in your bones for a short while." Kurda explained.
"A cure for paralysis?" she said. "That's a new one." Lian glanced down at her legs. They were pretty much bare, she was wearing a pair of loose shorts on her legs but nothing more. And hand suddenly was on her leg. She looked up and Kurda was putting something on her leg. "Kurda!" The vampire looked at her.
"Am I doing something wrong?" he asked.
"It's not very humane or polite to touch a woman's thigh!" she shouted with a reddened face. "And you made me blush which is a very hard thing to do! I don't blush!"
"Move your legs." Kurda said gently.
"Hello, Kurda, I'm paralyzed! I can't." Lian grumbled.
"Move your legs..." Kurda snapped. Kurda's tone started to scare Lian so she extended her left leg and flexed it back, then the right.
"How did you do that?" she asked in awe.
"An old friend of mine has the remedy for many disfigurations, illnesses, and diseases. But they are only for skin. And easing bone stiffness is one of them." Kurda explained. "But it is only temporary. It will wear off after about twenty-four hours." Lian stood up and walked around for a moment, then over to Kurda.
"Oh my God, Kurda." she said. "I can't believe this..." She could hardly contain her thanks for him. She paused a second then wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Kurda found it surprised but then accepted his gratitude.
"You're welcome, Lian." he said. Then he pried her off. "Now, if we want to leave, I suggest you ready yourself." Lian smiled and walked off to one of the back rooms.
Kurda was happy with himself. Being the giving vampire he was, he felt especially good about this. Most of the time he was helping only vampires. But since Lian was a human, it had to be the reason he was feeling better about it.
Lian returned a few minutes later. She didn't look much different, she had only changed into a more appropriate outfit for sociability.
"My boyfriend's gonna kill me when he finds out I've gone out with you." she said. "If he doesn't kill me, he's gonna kill you."
"Wait, Nick?" Kurda joked causing Lian to laugh. "Honestly, I highly doubt a human could get past this vampire exterior."
"How do you know that a vampire hunter or something won't find you" Lian said as she stepped out into the outside night.
"They have a scent to them that I can recognize." he said. "If I smell one nearby I'll be sure to avoid it." He followed after Lian.
Lian didn't feel like driving. She didn't really like to but she needed a car just the same. The night was too beautiful for her to ignore by remaining in car or a building, so she and Kurda walked into town.
"You don't really find a human who has appreciation for nature much anymore." Kurda said.
"Tell me about it." Lian groaned. "I used to live in Manhattan. I can't stand much of an industrial life. That's why I moved to the suburbs."
"With a life like mine, you hardly ever see the cities. It's mainly country or small towns, like yours." Kurda said. "Small towns are the best targets." Lian smiled.
"There's a river boat restaurant nearby, you want to go there?" she asked.
"I've never been to one." Kurda said. "I hardly go to restaurants at all. But yes, I would like to go."
"Good, because nights like tonight are the one's where the best tables are reserved for blondes." she chided reaching up and lightly tugging at his hair.
"Oh really?" he asked. "Or do you know the manager?"
"Really!" she said. "See, Pat's a blonde and we were here a few times and every time, it's been a packed house and they always have about two or three really good tables left!"
"Then I guess we can take our time in getting there, since there's always good tables for blondes." he teased. "But, if we were both blondes then I assume that we would probably have better chances at a table! But sadly you are not." He took a light tug at Lian's hair, which was a cinnamony brown.
"There's a little white-blonde in here." she said showing him a little tuft of blonde.
"Yes, I see it." he said using he vampiric vision to get a clear look. Lian looked toward her partner and smiled.
"You seem so mysterious." she whispered. Kurda ran a finger across her cheek.
"I am but a vampire filled with loneliness." he said gently. Lian felt his pain. He was a vampire. He could never see the real light of day.
"Kurda..." she started to say. He put a finger to her mouth.
"Hold still." he said. Lian held still momentarily.
"Kurda...There's-" he put a second finger to her mouth and traced her lips.
"I'm not quite sure what this is but I know what I doing." he whispered. He slowly leaned in toward Lian. He hesitated a moment but then he made his move. He put his lips on hers and kissed her, he let out all of his intimacy in it. He couldn't contain what he felt until he let off.
"Kurda..." Lian said breathing slowly. He didn't respond instantly.
" I love you..." he said finally. "It is not different for this to be, but it is for me..." He lowered his head and started to turn away. "I can understand if you do not want me to stay any longer." He was about to walk off but Lian put a hand on his shoulder.
"No." she said. "Stay." Kurda turned to face her. She was smiling at him, but she was also crying.
"You're crying." he said. "Why?"
"It's like my fantasy from my teenage years." she said. "To have a vampire love me."
"Lian, you've been waiting for this?" he asked. She smiled through her tears.
"Since I was twelve." she said. "I've always loved vampires, but I never thought I'd love one personally." Lian stepped toward him and kissed him. "I've been meaning to break up with Pat since my accident. But really, I don't know if I can believe what I heard you say."
"The I'll say it again." Kurda said. "I love you." He wiped away the tears streaming down Lian's face. "You don't have to cry."
"But I can't help it." she sobbed. "It's just, as this night goes by, it seems like everything I ever worried about never really happened."
"Then nothing ever happened." Kurda said. "Nothing happened..." Kurda softly ran his fingers through her hair. "But you do know that I will eventually have to move on." Lian slowly nodded.
"Why don't we skip dinner tonight and go back to my house." she said. "I'd really like to go back."
"Would you like me to carry you back?" he asked. "I could get us there in about five minutes."
"With that flitting thing?" she asked.
"Of course. I could get us back within a matter of minutes and we could spend the rest of the night talking, or something along those lines." Lian yawned.
"Alright." she said. "My legs are getting a little tired. But I don't think your remedy thing is wearing off though." Kurda said no more. He picked up Lian and put her on his back.
"Hold on." he said. Immediately he started running, the landscape seemed to pass them by. Lian held on with one arm, but with the other she slowly curled his hair in her fingers.
Kurda was enjoying the fact that a human cared for him in such ways. Normally, he would have had someone stop messing with his hair, but this time he found it relaxing. So he allowed her to continue.
About a minute after Kurda started flitting, Lian had yawned enough to put her to sleep. With a bit of his hair still clutched in between her fingers, she drifted off more easily.
When Kurda arrived at Lian's home, he carefully lifted Lian off of his back and carried her inside, trying not to wake the light sleeper. After having lived with her for almost a month, he had learned that she was a very light sleeper.
When he got in, he slowly laid her down on her couch and sat next to her. He had her head on his lap. He smiled at the sleeping girl on him, but yet, he also felt sickened. He loved this girl, but he knew that sooner or later he'd have to leave, in the middle of the night without her knowledge. After that he would never see her again.
Kurda softly touched her face and wondered why he would have to give her up one day. The only choice that he had other than that, was to make her what he was, but he couldn't not to someone so pure.
"Lian..." he whispered. "Why couldn't you be what I am? A vampire?" Kurda tried to fight these intentions of him. He wanted her for his own, but she was human and had other people who cared for her. He had to...He had to make her a vampire, that way, she'd always be his...No, it was still to risky. Vampires never spent their life with one female. They would mate with another vampire for ten or twelve years, then either continue for another ten or twelve years, or separate. But if she stayed human, he would only age once every ten years and she'd get older every year. She'd eventually die of old age (or another fall) and he'd be left alone. But even when he died, he would never see her. Vampires went to Paradise (or remained on Earth if they die with shame) and humans went to heaven.
His blue eyes, which were normally filled with happiness, grew sad with angst. Tears were slowly forming, which wasn't something that would naturally happen with him. Kurda squeezed his eyes shut in pain as tears fell lightly on Lian's face. The vampire clenched a fist and started to let out his emotions.
With all the sadness contained within and without of him, he fell asleep next to Lian, and awaited for the morning's dawn until he moved down to the basement.