The sun shines on a certain crowded cafe. The sidewalks filled with people in conversations. A pleasant breeze sweeps through the trees causing the shadows to drift across the wrought iron round table.
Mikoto is sitting alone, brushing strands of her tawny brown hair, lightly nudging it behind her ear. She grinned as she rubs the green gekota purse that hangs off the back of the chair. She reaches for a small teacup, her fingers curled around the handle as she raises it to her lips. The steam slowly climbs into the air, flickers away as she softly blows. She listens to her breath flowing across the hot brown liquid. The aroma filling her nose with hints of honey and milk. Her mouth was starting to water as the edges of the cup touches her lips. The warm liquid flowed past her lips, her tongue catching every nuance of the blend. The bitterness of leaves cut too soon, the creaminess of the milk and the sweet blend of honey as it flows down her throat.
She swallows as she holds the cup away from her mouth, the imperfections of the manufacturing process of the ceramic teacup, her fingers sensing the roughness as she rubs the surface. She closes her eyes, listening to the crowd. Girls are chatting about shopping, homework, going on dates, what they did on dates.
Mikoto blushes, shaking her head, "I didn't need to hear that much detail…" She chuckles.
She inhales a deep breath, drawing in their scents as they pass, perfumes sweet and pungent, sweat from two boys running across the street, yelling to themselves, how late they were, that they would miss the bus.
Her heart thumped in her chest, taking another deep breath as her gums itched as her fangs grew. The boys hurried breath, heart pounding and the sound of their shoes beating the asphalt.
"Prey..." The word echoed in her thoughts. "No…" Mikoto whispered.
Life has been this way for Mikoto for a while now. Bitten by Anastasia, a vampire princess giving her increase capabilities that most human dreamed. Add that to the fact she is a level five electro master. She could be considered having a higher rank than number three. But her unique capabilities are better in tune to that of a hunter.
The teacup clinked against her porcelain saucer as she rested it on the table, reaching over and opened her purse. Her hand slipped inside and her fingers curled around a small 16-ounce bottle. It is the color of dark maroon, it sparkled as the sun rays reflected off the glass. She swallowed as her mouth became filled the saliva, her tongue itching slipped across her lips, eyeing the crimson drink. She wrenched the cap, popping as she twisted, sitting it on the table next to the bottle. The scent of blood and inert ingredients filled her nostrils as she curled her fingers around the small bottle, lifting it to her mouth. It smelled wonderful as it touched her lips, her body felt electric, excited as the liquid fell into her mouth. She refused to swallow, swishing it across her tongue, her heart pounding and then she let it coat the back of her throat, falling into her belly. She raised her chin as she finished the glass, a red sheen covered the inside of the bottle.
"If only I could…" She narrowed her eyes, thinking to herself, sticking her bright red tongue as far into it. She sighed as she brought the glass to the table, wiping her red lips with her other hand.
"Wow… gets better every time…" She held the bottle with both hands, gazing at it with her soft eyes.
She placed the cap back on and twisted it tight, placing it back into the purse. Her eyes now focused on the expensive piece of cake sitting on a very nice plate. She grinned, nodding as she reached across the table, taking the edges of the plate with two fingers.
"This is the type of prey I like…" She whispered, slowly pulling the cake, "come here my pretty…" She laughed to herself.
She twisted her head, looking at the two layers of decadent chocolate monstrosity begging to be devoured. She quickly, growling softly, picking up the fork and cut herself a giant piece and stuffed it, without mercy, into her watering mouth.
"Yum!"
She squeezed her eyes tight, her cheeks like a chipmunk stuff to the point of exploding, bits of chocolate hanging from her lips, her fist clenched in ecstasy.
"mmm..." A satisfied sound slips past her lips as she chewed.
"Hello…" a woman's gentle voice filled the air.
"Huh…" Mikoto opened her eyes, her mouth still chewing, "I didn't hear…"
Since being bitten by a queen of the vampires, she's been able to detect people around her, even a certain teleporter. Kuroko often appear out of thin air, trying to latch on but with these new powers. She could and would strike out a her, leaving her on the ground, twitching, begging smoldering. She stared at the woman standing on the other side of the table, stopped chewing, her mouth hanging open.
"Very nice…" The woman smiled as she tilted her head. Mikoto blushed, slowly closing her mouth, quickly chewing.
"Mikoto Misaka…" She spoke as she bowed her head. Then stood straight. She swallowed noticing how tall she was. she was at least two heads taller than Mikoto. Her long black hair flowing to her waist.
She quickly sniffed, catching the different scents in the air.
The womans' dark blue eyes sparkled as she smiled, nodding her head. The woman took a deep breath and her large breasts expanded, straining the white button up blouse to the point of losing a button. Then exhaled, Mikoto's nose quivering, creasing her eyes. She didn't smell human.
"Are you?"
"Yes…" The woman smiled as she nodded her head, her soft red lips grew wide as her fangs glistened.
"What…" Mikoto coughed, as she spoke, choked as a piece of cake caught in her throat, her eyes bulging, her face turning red as she reached for her tea.
If Mikoto blinked she would've missed the woman. She appeared by her side, rubbing her back and was holding the teacup by her mouth.
"Here you go…" The woman knelt next to her. Mikoto quickly nodded taking a drink. She was an attractive woman, close to her mother's age She was wearing long black pants with long black heels, her white blouse clinging tightly to her bosom, her two buttons undone, exposing the large swells of her breast. She listened to her heart beating normally as the woman waited patiently.
Mikoto blushed as she forced the cake into her stomach. She glanced around and could see people walking by looking at them.
The woman's face softened and filled with concern as she reached over to the table taking a couple of napkins and dabbed the edges of Mikoto's mouth. Mikoto's eyes widened in surprise as she blushed. Woman noticed and smiled warmly.
"I'm sorry… Habit…" She sighed as she lowered her eyes as they softened, "it's been a while…" She whispered. She slowly exhaled tilting her head and spoke.
"Mikoto Misaka… The Princess has sent me…"
"Huh…" Mikoto arched her eyebrows in surprise, "Anastasia…" She whispered as she coughed, swallowing.
The woman's lips curled into a warm smile as she closed her eyes.
"Yes… The Queen has sent for you…"
She reached into her pocket, pulling out an envelope. And handed it to Mikoto. She looked at it as she twisted it in her hand. Her name skillfully written on the outside, a glob of wax with an imprint of the royal seal on the back.
She snapped the seal as she took a breath opening the envelope sniffing the air. She picked up Anastasia scent, creasing her eyes, "it's very strong…" She whispered. The woman slowly smiled, "yes it is…" She nodding her head.
Mikoto's eyes moved as she read and they narrowed as her lips tensed.
"Is she…!" She growled from the back of her throat as she shot a glared at the woman.
"This is a !…" She quickly pointed to the letter, " is it what I think…" Little bluish white sparks danced from the edges of her hair and her fingertips.
"Yes…" The woman nodded, tightening her lips, trying not to laugh as she stood up, "we should…" She remembered Anastasia warning her of Mikoto's temper. Shaking her head, she bit her tongue hoping not to laugh.
"She is ordering me!" Her lips tensed as she yelled. Mikoto's eyes grew wide again realizing that she had yelled. She looked around and blushed, embarrassed, "sorry…" She meekly replied, glaring back at the woman.
"A royal decree… That's what this is…" she slammed the tip of her finger against the paper, "telling me…" She spoke, grabbing her things together, "my cake…" She spoke, quickly reaching over grabbing her fork, stabbing at the cake as quickly as her mouth filled with chocolate cake.
"I am going to kick her ass…" She yelled as pieces of cake fell out of her mouth, "then for fun I'll do it again…" The sparks flew across the table.
"Mikoto…" Woman still trying to hold her laughter, reached over placing her hand on her shoulder. She shuddered as electricity flowed, her muscles tense, quivering as it enveloped her body.
"I'm sorry…" Mikoto stopped, her mouth hanging open, pieces of cake falling to the table, "are you…"
"Fine…" The woman slowly closed her eyes, pulling her bottom lip into her mouth. The edges curling into a smile. Her face shined. She opened her dark blue eyes and they glistened.
"I'm fine…" She whispered, "really fine…"