Servant Girl (Mikaela HyakuyaXHuman!Female!Reader)
By: Sanura-chan
(First name) (Last name) had been a regular girl, until the vampire takeover. When she was 8, Ferid Bathory, one of the vampire nobles, had taken her school's kids to Sanguinem himself, not ordered some lower-level bloodsucker to do it for him, after her teacher died. A strange, short, pink-haired girl with red eyes happily informed all the children that all the humans over age 13 had been killed by a virus, like in the movies. And that they, the vampires, had decided to take all the human children into 'protective custody'. The men and women in white cloaks milled among the crowd and handed out uniforms, white and black dresses with hoods for the girls, and white and black hoodies and white shorts for the boys. Everyone got blue bands for their wrists and ankles, and a matching blue collar, with nametags, like livestock.
As we filed out of the hall in terrified silence, broken by the occasional heartbroken sob, I couldn't help but worry about my parents. Were they actually dead? I was so lost in thought, I didn't notice a white-clad figure approach me. I jerked in surprise and fear when a silver-haired vampire lay his large, gloved hand on my shoulder. My (Eye Color) eyes widened in sudden terror, staring up at him. "And where are you going, little one~?" he cooed, grabbing my shoulder forcefully. Kids around me were staring at me with wide, guilt-filled eyes, since they weren't doing anything to stop this. I blinked rapidly, starting to hyperventilate. "No, I think I'll keep you for myself~~"
"Ferid, what are you doing?" The pink-haired girl had joined us on the stone bridge, and the children surrounding us fled, not quite running. "You know drinking straight from them is against the law. We went over this."
"Third Progenitor Krul Tepes!" Ferid exclaimed, turning, still holding me, dragging me, now. "Don't worry, Krul. I wasn't going to feed. In fact, I was just about to come find you, and ask if I could have this one as one of my servants. A maid, perhaps."
She looked down at me, and I gazed up at her pleadingly, tearing up. "Whatever," she said. "Just don't feed from her or kill her, same as with the others."
He nodded eagerly. "I won't, Krul." He turned to me, red eyes glimmering. "Come along, little one~" he sang. "You're coming with me!" The tears overflowed, and my (E/C) eyes misted over, but I followed obediently, not wanting to be hurt. Ferid hummed as he dragged me to a huge mansion with deep red curtains. He spread his arms excitedly, finally releasing me. "Welcome to your new home," he said, grinning wolfishly. I collapsed wearily to the stone ground, the stones cold on my bare legs.
"...?" I mumbled brokenly.
"What was that?" He asked, cupping a gloved hand to one pointed ear.
"Why me?" I repeated, staring up at him.
He ruffled my (Hair Color) hair. "You caught my attention. I wanted you for myself. You're just my type, too~~" I shivered apprehensively, but followed him inside.
Two-ish years later, I was nine or ten now, I noticed a boy around my age come up the bridge that served as our driveway. "Ferid-sama," I called timidly, not wanting to annoy him, "there's a boy coming to the door. Would you like me to show him in?"
He brightened and jumped off the stairs. "Yes, thank you (Annoying Nickname)-chan!" He chirped. "I'll be in the dining room."
I bowed. "It's no trouble, Ferid-sama." I made my way to the door, since Ferid-sama trusted me not to run away. I reached up a slender pale hand to the handle and pulled it open with effort. "Welcome," I said to the boy who stood patiently outside. He looked shocked, blue eyes that reminded me of the sky we no longer saw wide. The boy had short, kind of curly, pale blond hair that barely reached his chin, and he wore the same livestock uniform as all the other guys. "Ferid-sama is in the dining hall."
"A-Are you..." he hesitated, then glanced at me, my (E/C) eyes and uniform dress. "You're human, right?" I nodded.
"My name's (F/N) (L/N)," I told him shyly, not entirely sure why I was telling him this.
"I'm Mikaela Hyakuya." He said. "Why are you here? It's after curfue..."
"Oh...um...well, I-I work here...kinda..." I blushed lightly. "It's...kinda hard to explain..." I shook myself, then gestured behind me. "Ferid-sama's in the dining hall," I repeated.
He nodded and stepped inside. "Thanks," he told me. "It was nice meeting you, (Y/N)-chan," he said, smiling kindly.
"Erm...y-you too," I told him, leading him to the dining hall. "Ferid-sama," I said respectfully. "Mikaela-sama is here."
"Just Mika is fine, (Y/N)-chan," the blond said.
"Excellent!"Ferid-sama exclaimed joyously, eyeing Mika like a predator. "(A/N)-chan, give little Mika and I some privacy."
For once, I hesitated to follow Ferid-sama's orders. I knew what Mika was here for, what Ferid-sama was going to do to him. "(Y/N)-chan," Mika said gently. "Go. I'll be fine." He smiled bravely.
" A-As you wish, Mikaela-sama..." I bowed and backed out of the room, and a second later, Mika's pained cries echoed throughout the mansion. I winced in sympathy.
Mika visited the mansion more and more often over the next two years, and Ferid-sama was happy, joyous, even. He gave me bigger rations and allowed me to wash my clothes more often. He even allowed me into his library now! I hadn't asked, though, or even told him of my love to read. The only one I'd told was Mika, who was easily my best friend in this hell hole, and quite possibly my crush. Oh, Mika didn't know how I felt, of course. But about two years after I saw him visit the first fime, I ran into him in the hallway.
Literally.
I was carrying Ferid-sama's clean, folded laundry to his room, and I couldn't see very well. I rounded a corner, hit someone, and toppled to the ground, dropping the uniforms around me. I immediately scrambled to my feet, bowing as low as I could, (E/C) eyes wide with fear. "I-I-I'm so sorry, Onii-sama, that was my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going. My apologies." I heard a stifled laugh, and risked a glance upwards. My (E/C) eyes widened as I saw Mika, nearly doubled over trying to contain his laughter, and not a vampire in sight. I sighed in sudden relief. "You could've said something..." I muttered, picking up the laundry.
"I dunno..." he teased. "You're not usually this polite, (Y/N)-chan." He bent over as well and helped me collect the laundry.
I sat back on my heels and studied his face. Mika was a lot paler than usual, and his normally vibrant blue eyes looked drawn, and tired. But he kept smiling, like there was nothing he'd rather be doing than trading blood for supplies and favors with a vampire noble. "Mika-kun...are you okay?" I asked hesitantly.
"Hm?" He looked back at me, blue eyes twinkling normally. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" His brow furrowed as he looked me over in concern. "Are you okay? Has he bitten you?"
I blinked and laughed helplessly. "Yeah, no. I'm fine. I can't believe you, of all people, are asking me if I've been bitten..." I giggled. He blushed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, then winced. "Are you sure you're okay?" I asked worriedly, as a dark red stain appeared and spread from his shoulder. I bit my lip, hurriedly dropped off the laundry, and helped Mika into my makeshift clinic, where I went to treat my own bites and wounds.
"I told you, I'm fine," he protested.
"Mmm...no. You're not. See?" I pointed to the growing reddish-brown stain. "If you want this to stay a secret from Yuichiro-san, then you can't go home to the orphanage all bloody and pale." I plucked at his shirt. "Lemme bandage you up, at least."
Mika blushed, but did as he was told and removed his bloody hoodie, throwing it down the laundry chute. The bite wasn't that bad. Just two neat little holes bleeding sluggishly. It looked to me that Ferid-sama hadn't hit a major vein, which was good. I quickly grabbed the gauze and wrapped up Mika's wound, layering it, so that even if it bled, it wouldn't show through to his clothes. "There," I said, satisfied, handing him a new hoodie. "Now you need to eat and rest, okay?"
Mika sighed, but nodded. "Thanks, (Cute Nickname)-chan."
"(C-C/N)?" I repeated, stuttering a little in my shock. He nodded. I flushed. "Wh-What were you doing, wandering the halls, anyway?" I challenged. "You shouldn't exert yourself so soon after being fed on..."
Mika raised a slender blond eyebrow. "Are you speaking from experience?" I nervously shook my head. "Well...can I trust you?" He eyed me as I nodded. "I was looking for something."
My (E/C) eyes widened in interest. "What were you looking for?"
"Something." He shrugged wildly. "Something to help me get my family out of here. Everyone at the Hyakura Orphanage." I hesitated, wondering if I should betray Ferid-sama in the way I was thinking. "What? What is it?"
I bit my lip, then took a deep breath. "In Ferid-sama's office...there's a map, of the entire city. And it's exits."
He grabbed my shoulders excitedly. "Are you sure, (C/N)-chan? It shows the exits?" I nodded, (H/C) hair bobbing with my movements. Mika pulled me into a tight hug before running out. "Thanks, (C/N)-chan!"
Face flaming red, I waved. "N-No problem, Mika-kun..."
He turned and yelled back to me, still running. "I'll come back, I promise!" I blinked in confusion. "After my family, I'm coming back for you! Promise!" He grinned widely, and that's my last memory of that kind, hopeful boy.
As the weeks passed, I waited by the windows facing the bridge, expecting to see Mika running up. Ferid-sama was kinder than ever, other than when he fed on me, which he was doing a lot more often now. Eleven months passed before I accepted that Mika wasn't coming back, that he had only befriended me to get the map and escape.
One day, Ferid-sama was uncharacteristically talkative after biting me. He normally babbled about how sweet my blood was and how annoying work was. "You know, (A/N)-chan," he remarked to me. "I miss Mika-chan..."
My ears perked up from where I sat against the wall, recovering from his bite. "M-Mika-kun...?" My face hardened as I remembered the bogus promise he made me when he disappeared from my life. "What about him?"
"Oh!" Ferid-sama laughed. "What a venemous glare, (A/N)-chan! I only meant that little Mika-chan won't be visiting me here anymore. Did you two have a disagreement?"
"No, Ferid-sama..." I muttered darkly.
Ferid-sama tsk-ed and shook his head. "(A/N)-chan...remember we talked about your tone of voice when addressing your superiors?"
I paled, memories of the last time Ferid-sama had punished me for a similar offense flooding through my mind. "Y-Yes, I-I'm so sorry, Ferid-sama. You have my sincerest apologies." I bowed as low as I could manage without getting too dizzy from loss of balance as well as blood.
"There's a good girl~," he cooed. "Now go get cleaned up, and eat something. I have guests coming over, and I want you to remember what we discussed."
"Certainly, Ferid-sama." I bowed again and left, slapping a quick bandage on my shoulder and changing dresses to a non-bloodstained one. What Ferid-sama had discussed with me was, to properly greet his other noble friends, I should offer myself, my blood, to any vampire he brought home. The law that refrains them from feeding from the source only applied if the human was unwilling. In other words, if I offered myself, they couldn't be punished for feeding. I quickly drank two of the blood supplement shakes and a bottle of water, and devoured an apple hungrily, a fresh one, which was rare, down here.
I didn't want to be a bunch of strangers' appetizer, but it's not like I had a choice, either... Mika wasn't coming back, the outside world was dead. Really, I was one of the lucky ones down here in Sanguinem.
That's what I told myself, anyway. For the next three years.