Hey everyone *climbs out of shadows* =. = God i'm getting old. Anyway, I'm back. Finals kinda killed me...haha...literally. So I decided to be silly and write a short after watching Hotel T. *puts up shield* ...nothing...they must be waiting for me to let my guard down. Anyway, please review and give me your wonderful opinion. I'm still new to this so please no tomatoes.

NONE OF THESE WONDERFUL CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME!

A young woman walked down the sandy beach quietly. Her long curly black hair only added to her beauty as she watched the water splash against the sand. Her long black dress almost reached the ground but she held it up ever so slightly with a small pale hand so it wouldn't get wet.

Meanwhile a young man was being not so elegant. He stared at the young woman nervously, his legs were shaking and his thoughts jumbled.

"A-alright! It's now or never. You know you like her. You have to confess..."

The young man thought about how far he had gotten. He was doing well. So well that he didn't know her name.

He had been so nervous even after being so sure he had fallen for this woman that he came up with an excuse and ran off. He had planned to talk to her but instead ended up hiding.

He paced nervously in a small circle so he would not grab the young woman's attention.

"Relax."

He turned back only to see the beach was empty.

"Where did she go-?"

"Hi again."

The young man jumped in shock as the woman stood in front of him with a bright smile. She pushed her hair out of her face showing beautiful blue eyes.

"H-hi."

"This is going to sound crazy but did we-"

"I think so too! Aa-".

The young man held his hand over his mouth in realization. He tried to look away as he lightly blushed but the young woman only giggled.

"Well then how about we start over."

The young woman brought her hand out, the sleeve of her dress slid a little.

"Martha."

The young man looked at Martha's hand before putting out his own.

"Dr-Dracula."

Drac relaxed as Martha's hand touched his.

'So this is what it's like to zing.'

He had heard so much about it, but after a couple hundred years he believed it to be a bit joke.

"Heh." Dracula was brought out of his thoughts by a small laugh only to see he was still holding Martha's hand."

"Ah! Sorry!"

Dracula tried to pull away but it was obvious the young woman was using more than just normal strength.

"It's fine. I like holding your hand anyway."

Dracula was sure that if he was alive his heart would have burst out of his chest by now.

"How about this? We meet. Tomorrow night. Same place. And talk. Maybe even grab a bite?"

Drac could do nothing but nod as Martha spoke.

"That sounds wonderful."

He said after Martha had finished speaking.

Only seconds later he felt his heart almost melt on the spot as a pair of lips touched his cheek. Before he could even stutter Martha gave him one last smile before changing form. A small bat flew away into the sky, leaving only silence.

Drac stared in shock, confusion, excitement. He would have stayed in place longer but he moved in realization that the sun was about to come out when his foot began to burn.

He changed and flew quickly. Relaxing once he got back to his own little hidden home.

He'd found her. More like she found him but still!

'I can't wait until tomorrow. Wait...what am I going to wear?! I can't go like this!'

Dracula panicked as he quickly closed the open shades and ran towards the wardrobe. Tomorrow was going to be the best night of his life.

But that's a story that can be told in another hundred years.

Any good? That is your choice to decide. if enough people like it I may write another short, but until then. *returns back to the shadows*