AN: sorry about being not updated, being really busy. I deleted the original chapter because I didn't like it. Don't worry. Hopeful this new chapter will be better.
Vampire King
The night sky looked so beautiful. The stars seemed to call to the young man. He went to push the covers up, all most in a daze like way. His teal eyes staring out the window as if there was something there, but as soon as his feet touch the ground the door slammed open.
"Toshiro! You better not be getting up!"
The white haired boy's head shot up. Toshiro looked all around him before looking up to his door. A man stood there, not just any man. The man Toshiro hated more than life itself.
"Yammy. What have I told you about coming into my room?"
"Yeah, yeah. Just get back into bed. Don't want your grandma to get mad at you do you?"
And with that the tall man left the room. Toshiro sneer, even as he went to get back in bed. He had a feeling that Yammy was here, only to get his grandma's money. As it was now, boat loads of people were coming here to ask for her granddaughter's hand in marriage. Some probably asked for his too. But seeing as how he was prone to fainting and being weak to outside air, or anything that was from the outdoors, they weren't braking down his door.
Momo on the other hand had to get hers replace twice a week. She didn't come around much since she came of age, and it made Toshiro sad. They used to hang out all the time, she would come in a play cards, video games, or talk about what movies she had seen and what the outside looked liked. He couldn't remember, Shiro had been stuck in this room since he was brought here over ten years ago.
He wasn't officially related to Grandma Draco, but she had taken in his mom when she was young. When she died, Grandma Draco had gotten custody of him. A lot of people in the Draco clan had looked down on a street rat's son living in the family estate. They had treated him like the scum of the earth that was until his sickness had taken over. Then he hardly ever saw them, as it was the only people he sees, are this doctors, and the people who bring him meals. Grandma Draco had given him this room and the books, tv, and game station when he moved in. after that he didn't see her at all.
Sometimes he wonders why he was allowed to stay here. Nobody liked him and cared for him. He was just a little rat that had found its way into a house. Toshiro felt something wet land on his tiny curled up fit. Lifting his eyes up he realized what it was. He was crying. Shrio hadn't cried since his mother died.
That night under the full moon the little boy cried, he cried out all his emotion that had been locked up since he was five. Unaware that some where just a few miles over, was a way to get him out of here, a key to happiness.
An/ sorry about the cliffhanger. Its 631 in the morning and I haven't slept in over 61/2 hours. If I continue it would turn out sucky. As it is my grammar is already down the potty. Have a good day.
yin