"PLEASE! HELP ME! ANYONE!"
My heart pounded wildly as I awaited an answer.
"Are you lost little one?" A erie voice echoed out from behind the pouring rain.
Lightning struck once, I stared at the figure, "Yes sir, can you help me, I'm lost and my family..."
"Family," He said with a chuckle, "What family? They're dead aren't they?"
"H-how would you know?" I asked.
"My dear child don't you recognize the face of.... a vampire? I also... killed off that sorry mother and father of yours, 'NO! DON'T HURT NERU! TAKE ME INSTEAD!' please!"
He stepped closer grabbing my hair, "Now, let me drink some of your blood!"
"NO! STOP IT!" My knees gave way and I fell, and all I remember was a splash of blood and two piercing green eyes.
My eyes shot open, squinting to the sight of blinding sunlight through the curtain.
"Ne-ru-chaaaan~!" A voice called in a very sing-songish voice.
Takuma.
His face apeared above me, I gazed into those eyes. The same eyes from 12 years ago.
I smiled softly, "Yes?"
"You start today." He said.
"What?"
He pulled out a black outfit, it resembled a dress, "Cross Academy!"
I sat up in bed, "What?" I said again, except with a more annoyed tone.
"The school I attend?" He motioned towards the door with his thumb, "Grandfather said it'd be best if you start now."
"Why?"
"Because you live with us, Grandfather thought since you're human and all, that it'd be safer there than here."
"Oh..." I said looking down slightly. That's right, Takuma and his Grandfather... And all the other residents in this household are vampires. Except for me, I'm human, and I love it. I turned to gaze out the window slightly, skewing my vision of Takuma.
"Oh, and Neru-chan!" He blurted out, making me turn back to him, and notice him poking his index fingers together as a gesture to seem cute, "May I...?"
"May you what?"
"...Drink some of your-"
"-No."
"But why not !"
"Because, I'm not your breakfast, and I don't wish to be treated as such."
He batted his eyes, "Please?"
"No..."
He began to whine, "PLEASE!"
"No."
He got on his knees and placed his head in my lap, "Please...?"
I sighed, knowing that I'd never get out of this, "Fine. But not too much, I don't want to go anemic."
"Thank you!" He said cutely beaming a adorible smile. He rose to face me and slowly inched toward my neck, hearing him breath in as he rose his fangs. I then felt a sharp prick in the side of my neck, I gripped onto Takuma's shirt as he began to drink from me.
"Ahhhh~!" He said exhaling in satisfaction. "You taste so good, almost like-" He paused.
"Like what?"
"Nnnn, I think, mocha."
Great... I'm vampire coffee.
I shoved him out of the doorway, "Now out, I have to change." When I shut the door and locked it, I picked up the uniform and examined it. I felt a surge of excitment as I stroked the material.
I assembled all of it in a row on my bedside, and began to put it on.
When I was finished, I unlocked the door, then assesed myself in the mirrior.
"...It's..." I pondered a moment thinking of the adjective, "Picturesque?"