Bram Stoker's Makoto
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"The school festival is coming-up soon," noted Makoto as he and Haru walked to school, one sunny morning, "I wonder what our class is going to do this year."
"Probably something stupid," said Haru.
"Eh! Haru should try and be a bit more enthusiastic! We'll only be high school students once!" Makoto pointed out. Haru just shrugged.
"I hope its something fun like a cat cafe," said Makoto, "I would totally volunteer to look after the cats! Maybe Haru can bake for us."
"Don't you dare volunteer me for something like that!" warned Haru. Makoto just smiled sweetly, "Oi Makoto! I mean it! Don't you dare!"
Fortunately for Haru but much to the disappointment of Makoto, the cat cafe idea was roundly rejected. Someone raised the valid objection that live animals would be hard to handle. Someone else suggested the girls dress-up like cats in cute sexy outfits. Some of the girls were intrigued, others outraged. The word pervert got thrown around. Someone tried to pin everything on Makoto and imply he was perverted.
"Don't put your own perverted thoughts on Makoto!" Haru said, loud enough to cut across the other voices and with enough heat to surprise and shock many of his classmates. Apologies were issued to Makoto, Haru was placated and the subject of the cat cafe dropped.
"I know!" piped in a girl whose name escaped Haru, "Why don't we have a vampire cafe!"
"Vampire cafe?"
"I visited one in Tokyo," she said, "It was wonderful!"
"Eh? What's a vampire cafe like?" wondered Makoto, hoping something like that wasn't going to be too scary. One year his middle school class set-up a haunted house and that was bad enough.
"Well they had a red and black gothic decor. They had coffin shaped tables with gothic style electric candles. Also the foods had a gothic horror theme to it. Like cakes shaped like coffins, vegetables cut to look like crosses, bats and ghosts. It's a little hard to explain but there should be pictures on the web."
"Well let's looks some up," this prompted a number of people to get their phones out and do some web searches, "Wow! These look hard to do!"
"Nanase-san could do it," piped in girl named Masaki. She had gone to elementary and middle school with Haru and Makoto and knew a lot about them, "He's very good with his hands and is top of our home economics class. He could totally make those types of decorations."
Suddenly everybody turned to Haru, "I only cook saba!"
"Nanase, are you a dolphin?" wondered one of the boys in his class.
"Nanase-kun wouldn't have to cook anything," reasoned Masaki, "We could do the actual cooking," she said, pointing to herself and a group of her friends who were all above average students in home economics, "But it would be great if Nanase-kun could be in-charge of preparation, which would involve shaping stuff to look like ghosts, bats, crosses and stuff like that. Then once they are cooked, maybe Nanase-san can… what's the term…"
"Plate the food," chimed in one of the other boys, "My family owns a cafe."
"Why don't you plate the food then," demanded Haru.
"I am no good with that kind of stuff," he protested, "But I'll work the cash register!"
"That would be a lot of help," agreed Masaki, "Also, Nanase-kun is good with drawing and so maybe you could do decorations on the cake plates using chocolate syrups!" she added while looking at a picture of a cake plate that had a fancy looking chocolate cross on it.
"But is it okay just to drape some red and black cloths on the tables and around the classroom and food with gothic decorations?" someone wondered.
"I haven't agreed to anything," Haru pointed out but everybody ignored him. They were sure Makoto would find a way to convince Haru to co-operate. Besides, its not like Haru didn't do his part for his class when he had to.
"We'll have candles! These special gothic style candles!" said a girl, pointing to a picture of a candelabra, "And we'll make some coffins and stuff out of cardboard and really transform this place."
"I don't know," pipped the class representative Shintaro, "I think we should either go classy or go camp. If we go classy, we should find places from where we can borrow or buy, provided its cheap, proper candelabras, which is the proper name for the 'gothic style candles' by the way. Maybe one for each table and couple of the big ones that you put on the floor to place near the door."
"Oh that would be nice but won't it just be a classy cafe?" asked Masaki, "I feel it needs a little more to be a vampire cafe!"
"Then how about a vampire," said Shintaro almost as if he was speaking to himself, "Like one of us could dress-up like a vampire. No, not just any vampire, Bram Stoker's Dracula!" as soon as he said this he look straight at Makoto, who promptly started to smile nervously and sweat nervously, "Yes, yes, that would work. We should be able to borrow a lordly vampire costume from the drama club. If not, we can always ask the cosplay club to help us out. I believe they are taking commissions. I think we might even get a discount for letting them get up close and personal with Tachibana."
"Huh!" exclaimed Makoto, "Why am I Dracula?"
"Oh yes! Tachibana is hot enough to be a Vampire Lord! He would make a perfect Dracula!" pipped in a girl named Chinatsu. She was a returnee who had lived in Europe until middle school. She still read a lot of western novels.
"What's the difference between vampires and vampire lords?" wondered Makoto, "Aren't they all just rotting corpses?"
"That's zombies!" Shintaro corrected.
"No, no, I am sure vampires are also dead," said Makoto.
"No they are undead and their bodies are not rotting! They are ever young and the vampire lords have special powers, they are also fabulously wealthy, sexy, classy with impeccable manners!" explained Chinatsu, "It's like they stopped time on a Prince and kept him beautiful and sexy forever!"
"Ah… okay," conceded Makoto, he wasn't really into horror so he knew very little about vampires except that they drank blood, slept during the day and came out at night and were things he never wanted to meet in real life, "But why me!"
"Because you are the #1 in most girls list of people they want to date and #1 in the list of people they would turn gay for with the boys," replied Shintaro.
"Eh!" exclaimed a startled Makoto.
"O come one Tachibana! You own a mirror. I am sure you are fully aware of your status an object of your classmates erotic fantasies."
"Actually I never thought about it," said Makoto, starting to blush. It was a truth. He knew had a good figure but it was nothing out of the ordinary. Many swimmers had physics like his.
Shintaro ignored him and pressed on, "Whatever they started off as, Vampires have become almost synonymous with sexuality and eroticism. In our school, when people discuss who they would want to be ravaged by, you are usually the first name that comes-up. You may not suck blood but in terms of being a symbol of sexuality and eroticism, you are already a vampire," explained Shintaro, "The problem is your personality. You are too nice!" he declared.
"Well that means you'll have to find someone else to be Dracula," Haru interrupted, not liking where this was all heading. Especially since Makoto had turned beet red from being told point blank that he was the star of a lot of people's wet dreams.
Shintaro ignored Haru as well and pressed on, "You wouldn't have to act too much. We could have a throne made and just have you sit there looking sexy but with a dangerous edge. As if you were plotting how to use the creatures before you to amuse yourselves before disposing of them like used tissues."
"I could never do that!" protested Makoto.
"Makoto could never do that," Haru repeated in agreement.
Shintaro, however, was not listening, "It's not like you don't have a dangerous beast hidden inside of you, Tachibana. I saw it afterall. Back in middle school when those delinquents tried to bully Nanase," suddenly, before the eyes of the entire classroom, Makoto personality seemed to just flip.
Gone were the gentle eyes and the soft, kind expression that his face always seem to wear. Instead there was a dark edge to Makoto's eyes and a cold, hard cast to his face, "They shouldn't have hurt Haru-chan," the use of the -chan just seemed so out of place given the low dangerous voice Makoto had used that everybody, including Haru, felt a shiver run up and down their spine.
"Yes, there's the darkness," said Shintaro, after a moment, "Although you do need to combine it with a look as if you want to, forgive the crudeness of my expression, fuck the person before you," he explained, "That should get the girls packed into our vampire cafe and maybe some of the boys too. No doubt they will order lots of chocolate as substitute for sex. We'll make a killing and be the top ranked class at the fair for sure!"
"I don't think I can be sexy!" protested Makoto, back to his cheerful sunny self.
"Makoto can't be sexy," once against Haru repeated what Makoto said to show his agreement, "It's too dangerous," he declared.
"Haru! What are you saying?" wondered Makoto.
"It'll be dangerous for Makoto have even more admirers and fans," Haru explained, "He gets confessed to enough already! It really interferes with swimming practice!"
Shintaro rolled his eyes, "I am sure the rate at which Tachibana is confessed to will not increase because of this. The point remains, and I do hate to admit this, the rest of us would not draw as many customers as Tachibana can. He will be our vampire lord. So Tachibana, start practicing being dark and sexy!"
Author's Note: So there is this picture of Makoto as a vampire that I just can't forget. I am pretty terrible at vampire fics. I can't do half assed evil. If I were to write Makoto as a vampire, he would be a proper vampire that broke you down mentally before sucking your life blood out of you. Anyway, I first thought of a dark AU but I don't think I am up for anything like that. So I thought maybe an over the top comedy where Makoto get's really into his role and is all sexy and stuff and everybody has your typical Shoujo manga over reaction with nosebleeds and stuff like that. Just over the top comedy and stuff like that.