Chapter 1: Ruka
"Big sis! Are we gonna go hunting tonight?" Ikuto asked, his tall dark-haired frame asked looming above my coffin.
I cracked open one eye groggily and glared at his shining blue eyes. Some days I loved this boy I turned a few centuries ago, others I wanted to bury him under the crypt.
"For fucks sake Ikuto! It's 2pm!" I groaned, "Why are you up so early?!"
"I love my big sis!" he answered childishly, "And I'm hungry!"
"Eat one of the blood bank bags we've got in the freezer!" I mumbled, "Microwave it for a few minutes."
He grumbled a complaint and I rolled over in my coffin. I found Ikuto a few centuries ago, dying in a pit, he begged me to save his life and I did on the condition he'd be my servant. He's been useful, and the company hasn't been entirely unwelcome, but I hate having to be 'big sis'.
I checked my phone; March 21st, 2:05pm. Just a few more days and we'd be attending Ryoutei Academy, a prestigious night school, so we'd have an education for the first time in 50 years. New life, after our failure of the old, under the cover of high school students.
"Ikuto," I muttered and he looked up from the freezer, "remember what we discussed about this new school; under no circumstances must you reveal you are a vampire to a mortal, or drink from a student."
"I know sis," he sighed.
I rolled over again to get some sleep before work tonight.
7pm:
"Ikuto! It's time to go! The club opens in 2 hours!" I called from my dressing room in my burlesque club 'Noir Lounge'.
"I'm on the door tonight for the first hour, aren't I?" he called back.
"Yeah, then you're by the main stage for the rest of the evening," I explained, "Jiro is handling the special effects tonight and Caleb has the band sorted for the live music."
"Who's working the bar?" he asked as I fixed my suspender belt into my stocking.
"Our darling 'brother' Goro of course," I replied as I did the finishing touches to my naughty school girl costume and make up.
I recognised the stale and dull air of pre-show prep I'd conducted over and over again for centuries, but I grit my teeth and bore with it, because the stage is my freedom and escape, my voice was able to cast spells on the iciest hearts of mortal men, and I loved the thrill and the rush of having multiple lovers over the years, bending their wills and making their very souls crave me. But the pattern and routine was becoming less stimulating. The fire in my loins faded with each new prospect. The buzz and adrenaline rush was stagnating. This is the curse of immortality: boredom.
I no longer hunted with pleasure and thrills coursing through my veins, it was purely to satisfy the primal need of hunger. And living with my 'turned brothers' was becoming dull. Extending our little 'family' just to shake things up was just time consuming. I longed for something exciting. Something stimulating.
"Over 500 years old and still beautiful, sis," I heard Jiro's voice say from the doorway.
I rolled my eyes, "Learn to knock, asswipe."
"Love you too, sis," he said putting an arm around me into a friendly hug, "the smoke and lights are all set and the V.I.P area has the house champagne fully stocked up."
"You're a doll," I replied blowing a kiss, "are the other girls down in costume ready?"
"Cherry is complaining again, but that's nothing new," he answered, "this time it's because some rich high school boy dumped her."
"What's she doing dating a high school guy anyway?" I asked.
"Big money, big dick and big charm apparently," he shrugged.
"Mortals," I muttered.
"I can relate to the emotion in a way since I was in a similar situation while I was human, but with a woman, obviously," he commented.
"But we had fun burning her house down though," I chuckled.
"We did indeed," he snickered.
"Ruka!" Caleb called poking his head around the door, "Showtime in 20 minutes."
"Let's go," I smirked, grabbing my kitten heels.
"Knock 'em dead sis," Jiro said.
I laughed, "I've been running and dancing in this club ever since I was 20 years old, no-one knows the art of the tease better than me."
On the stage, the jazz numbers played and myself and my girls made the audience fall in love, lust and beg for more, even well past closing time. Eventually though, the curtain dropped and the spell was broken. My throat could rest from singing that night, and my only concern was getting past the 'admirers' in relative peace. One client from the V.I.P, a famous novelist named Tanaka was pretty insistent on taking me out for dinner, despite my teenage appearance. Tonight, was no exception.
"Come on babe," he pleaded from outside the door, "I could give you anything you wanted."
"I already have everything I could want," I replied, "I'm flattered by your affections dear, but I must decline. It's unprofessional, and I never mix business with pleasure."
Ikuto eventually got him to leave and we all returned to the crypt to sleep for the day. This had been my life for the greater part of over half a millennium, but my life would soon be shaken up out of its stale routine sooner than I expected. A great adventure was lurking around the corner that would affect my life and give me a thrill I never thought I'd experience again.
A new chapter coming soon. I am back at University for my 2nd year, I hope this chapter gives you a good tease of what Ruka's life is like and you'll stick around for the brother's appearance in the next chapter. :) Leave reviews and feedback, all comments are welcome and I love hearing the ideas of my readers.
