Your Mismatched Eyes
There's not enough of these around. So I'm making my own. A Rido x OC story. Might turn M in further chapters. Enjoy!
Prologue: The Beginning
He sat in the loveseat staring at the young couple before him. They looked at each other with such intensity it was like they were sharing a mental conversation. The awkward silence was unbearable and frankly he was getting bored of this. The man was a vampire, not just any vampire, he was a Kuran, a powerful and reputable pureblood. The couple in front of him was actually a powerful and wealthy human family, the Isamu's. They had bid him to listen to their request claiming it was of upmost importance. "If there was a real reason why you summoned me, besides to gawk at me, I'd like to know," the Kuran suddenly spoke up, his voice laced with uninterest and hostility.
The two looked at the vampire and the woman blushed and looked at her feet, while the man cleared his throat. "Yes, well, Kuran-sama, we apologize if we inconvienced you," the man said.
The pureblood rolled his mismatched eyes and waited for the point of this conversation. "We are interested in an agreement with you," the man continued.
"And what would this agreement be, Aiko-san?" the Kuran asked.
"It concerns our daughter, she was born a few days ago actually," Aiko Isamu continued. "We were wondering if you would be interested in marrying her."
The Kuran was surprised at this request, to marry a young girl, a human nonetheless! He grimaced and ran his hand through his wavy dark brown hair. "Please Rido-sama, it would mean the world to us," the mother pleaded.
"Another question Isamu-san," Rido said to Aiko. "Why would you want me to marry your daughter and why make this arrangement at such a time?"
Aiko looked at his wife and nodded. "We want our daughter to marry into the right blood, we know of your reputable reputation and of your family's legacy, we felt it would be best for her to marry into the Kurans," he said. "As to why, my family has a tradition of arranged marriages, why Yuna and I are arranged and look how wonderful our union is!"
Yuna smiled sheepishly and blushed again. "I am just following tradition, Kuran-sama."
Rido sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose in thought. If it were up to him, he'd have drank their blood at the first oppurtunity of attack and be done with it. However, their plea was so endearing to him, he wanted to see how it would work out. "Interesting," Rido said. "If I may, I would like to see this daughter of yours."
The two looked at each other nervously, Yuna looked more nervous than her husband. "Of course, Rido-sama," Aiko said.
"But please be quiet, she has just been put to bed," Yuna implored.
Rido smirked, but nodded respectfully. They walked up flights of stairs until reaching the baby's room. Rido smiled in amusement. It was decorated like any little girl's room, if not more amplified. It had a Little Princess theme, the crib looked like a castle, a mobile swung with knights, horses, and princesses. The walls were painted pink, lavender, and creamy yellow. Pink being the background with lavender flowers and yellow crowns strewn everywhere. The baby herself was swaddled in pink blankets and had a stuffed horse next to her head.
Her hair was so fair she looked bald at first glance, she slept so peacefully one would wonder what she was dreaming about. Rido's heart seemed to stop for a second. She was beautiful and even more than, dare he say it, more than Juuri! His hand reached down and stroked her head and cheek. He sighed. "May I?" he asked, reaching his hand into the crib again, signalling that he would like to hold her.
Yuna nodded and smiled gleefully. "Of course, Rido-sama," she said.
Rido smiled and delicately picked up the sleeping babe. At first she cooed and groaned in protest, then she sighed and settled herself into Rido's arms. Rido was perplexed at this behavior. You'd think that a vampire with his "reputation" would frighten the poor child or at least warn her somehow. Suddenly all Rido could think about was how beautiful she was. "You've yet to tell me the girl's name," he said.
"Azami," Aiko said proudly.
"Azami," Rido repeated softly.
After a few more seconds of holding the child, he put her back in her crib and looked to her parents. "I will marry her, but only because your request is so endearing and for your own professional reputation," Rido said.
When he left the manor house, his thoughts kept swimming with the images of the baby. He thought about her beauty, her power (from her show of bravery around him), her scent. Her blood seemed to call to him, someday he would readily accept its call...