In a world of

A Vampyress with the Gift to Give Life and Vampyre with a knack for Twisting Fate.

'I've had enough of these childish games, Umesaki!'

'Why do you have to be so dismal, Kitei?'

'I will rip you're voice cords out!'

'Damn that sounds unpleasant.' Umesaki grinned happily dodging his blows.

'I will erase you're name from this world!' Kitei shouted in rage.

'Actually... I have a son...' He laughed.' I'm surprised you didn't know.'

'WHAT?' Kitei roared in frustration,' You maggots multiply too fast!'

'Yup.. Born just last night.. A little baby boy. A little bundle of Joy.' He grinned happily ducking The decapitation sweep that barely took off his head.

'I will kill him too then!'

'What does he have to do with this?' Umesaki became serious. Even thought he knew his time was running out, he wished he would have killed Kitei when he had the chance, but he had pity on the elder Vampyre and that infuriated the scornful elder even more. Fueling his rage and Jealousy toward the younger Vampyre.

'Well, you're child seems to make you happy, so I will destroy the foundations of you're happiness!'

'You're a gloomy guy ya know that?' Umesaki replied scratching his head.

Suddenly a dagger ran him through the heart.

'An... A-Atha-me?' Umesaki stammered slowly as the felt the wood sliding through him easily.

Kitei grinned, 'You knew my power was Mirror illusions.'

To the elders anger and frustration he heard Umesaki laugh and slow response;

'Heh..I knew.. But I didn't realise.. You'd sink that low.. You knew my power has been sucked dry.. Yet in you're fear.. at the realization I am still this strong... You panicked.. You used you're deceptive trickery... sought the easy way out... I have to admit.. Kitei.. I'm disappointed..'

Kitei twisted the dagger violently,' SHUT THE HELL UP AN DIE!'

'I already was.. Kitei...Heh..heh.. you just ended my suffering.' Umesaki grinned happily at the stunned elder and laughed at his expression,

'Thank you.. Kitei..'

'DAMN YOU, UMESAKI ! ! ! ! ! !'

'Shhhh... Shhhhh... Uchiko.. Uchiko.. I'm Here.. Mommy is here... Don't cry.. listen to my voice... I have a present for you if that helps.. There that's better isn't it? you wanted a present.. It can help you when you grow up nice and strong! Into a big boy, like you're father... I'm not gonna be here for you when you grow up and I know you're father isn't able to see you..

So I must leave you something... I.. I've thought long about it and It made me think of you're father... I give you long and a happy and healthy life... but.. in order to do so.. You must give up .. something.. A curse to some.. a gift to others.. but it's you're choice how you decide you're life from now on.. as much as I pray you choose the right path..

I can't make you make a decision.. .. Uchiko.. if you are ever unfortunate enough to run across a daemon with this curse.. I will lose my son and Gain a daughter filled with a life of no pleasantries... My baby.. it is the only way to ensure you're happiness as a male.. with all the power I have I must pass you this.. You may hate me.. But.. I love you.. so much..

Life can be so cruel.. But I want a different life for you.. Me and you're father do.. He gave me a lot of his blood so we could give you this gift.. or curse... Iv'e never twisted fate before, Uchiko so give me strength...But Uchiko.. Please.. Please!... Never be unlucky enough.. never meet a Vampyre!'

Umesaki Uchiko

3

Shiba Kaien

CH 1:

'Uchiko, what are you doing?' They whispered from the balcony.

'Waiting to get the hell outta here, what took you so long?' He replied glaring at them.

'Yeah but we gotta discuss Atarashii Saiga?'

'Then lets go, what's the hold up?' Uchiko demanded.

'Don't get yer panties bunched, lets hold meeting and I'll set every one straight.' Uchiko Umesaki smiled at thier skeptical faces.

'Well frankly, we are worried.' They probed but he smiled at them unwavering.

'Ha! calm down, guys, we'll do it tomorrow.'

'Really?'

'Thats why you're Jjang, Uchiko-kun. You're the toughest of us all.'

Reluctantly they left him alone in his dorm room, where he sat in the growing silence with thier fading noise, dissipating with their foot steps the only notable sound.

He sighed.

Pulling up his lavender hair, he stared at himself in the mirror.

Frankly.. I am so..

'Feminine?' The Atarashii Saiga delinquents guessed.

'Girlish?' They laughed

'Cute?' They teased.

He had beat the hell out of them for every letter that made up each word.

'All the above.' He muttered to himself in realization they were right.

The soft naturally colored, lavender hair crowing his head made him sigh.

No matter how short he cut it it didn't matter, the soft feminine shade caused many embarrassing mistakes and misunderstandings throughout his excruciating life. Not to mention his slender physique and delicate people have told him beautiful face.

He had beat the hell out of all the men who had told him.

It didn't help he had the female stature of a sixteen year old girl. Being a sophomore in Kuragari Acadamy, the most prestigious all boy's schools in Osaka; He was often teased because of his feminine looks and often misunderstanding that surrounded them.

The Atarashii Saiga had been his outlet, a fighting gang that had rivals all through Osaka; where even a pretty boy boy could fight for respect and rise to the top.

From the Akarui Senta, to the Kouhan Minato; to the Shinteki Satsujin, a group of punk asses who were famed for murder. What ever they did and how they did it was cowardly. As scary as they were to civilians, they had no real respect among the Street Soldier world.

That was how Uchiko Umesaki felt about the murderers that called themselves the Mental Murderers. The Extensive Harbor Boys were an alright gang in small doses, small time and neutral. However the Bright Center Corp was a group that from some reason had never been matched against the New Limits and Uchiko had to admit he was anxious to fight them.

They were a slightly upper class group that thought they were badass.

Uchiko longed to wipe the smirks off their faces. His years of being the punching bag and going through so many fights in his life, he had honed his body to take hits and was interested in the Meditation, so he began studying at an early age.

The meditation he studied was intense and called for drastic measure but it eventually paid off. After years of vigorous study and interest at the orphanage where he grew up at, he entered high school under several scholarships just to get money and get out of the orphanage. The orphanage had been across the street from a karate and Tae kwon do, Dojo.

Growing up in the orphanage he was constantly singled out because he was a pretty boy.

One day while he was getting the usual treatment of dirt in the face, a taller boy he had never seen before stepped in and spoke up.

'Leave the kid alone!' He demanded.

'What are you gonna do, pretty boy?' They demanded.

They shoved him trying to push him over of kick him while he was down but the kid stood his ground and threw his fists almost fluidly. One fist hit one's eye, the other made one's nose bleed, and the third got the kid good in the gut.

They ran like cowards and Uchiko stood there like an idiot feeling weak.

'Why do you let them pick on you?' He demanded.

'T-thier bigger.. t-they push me down and h-hit me on all sides.' Uchiko had stammered.

'Well.. I guess I can't argue with that.' He scratched his head.

'W-Where'd you learn to fight like that?' Uchiko asked awed.

'Oh that?' He grinned,' Impressive, huh?'

Uchiko nodded.

'Well my uncle owns the Dojo across the way.' He explained. 'I saw they were picking on you so I thought you needed help. You wanna learn to defend you're self?'

Uchiko nodded.

'What's you're name, kid?' He asked.

'U-Uchiko U-Umesaki,' He stammered.

'I'm Kenchi Mamori.' He replied proudly.

He stared blankly.

'Of the Mamori Corps, one of the biggest businesses in Japan?'

Uchiko stared blankly.

Kenchi raised his eyebrows in surprise;' You're pretty lost in time huh?'

Uchko nodded not sure what he meant.

'So you're an orphan?'

Again Uchiko nodded.

Kenchi nodded.' I'll see what my uncle can do.'

Kenchi soon became Uchiko's best friend and like older brother to him. When they got older and even though Kenchi was rich and had to go to an elite school, they still made time to hang out. Kenchi liked the side off the life Uchiko came from, but Uchiko never said much about it. He hated his life. He kept all the hate as far as he could from Kenchi's door and in return he had a break from the crazy gang world he was sinking into, in Kenchi's nice home.

The next morning he wore his faded jean jacket and tore jeans, he slipped on hie wooden clogs, and headed out to catch the morning sun.

He grinned.

Even though being Jjang hadn't been his idea, It had it's perks.

Not many people mistook him for a cute girl anymore, they knew him as the feared leader of Atarashii Saiga. The rare few who didn't know, got an ass whooping they wouldn't soon forget.

'Excuse me.' A voice got his attention seeing no one else the voice could mean.

Uchiko turned around and saw four guys. One was in front of the others, closer and was more imposing. Uchiko eyed up the preppy pretty boy with blatant disgust and wanted to vomit.

Don't tell me..

'Hey, Baby-chan.' He started trying to be suave.

Are serious?

'I'm going to a party tonight..

He's fucking serious..

'Maybe you'd wanna come?'

Uchiko stared at the Senior before him and laughed.

'Heh heh.' Uchiko replied,' That's funny, maybe you should go with you're libido still intact.'

The guy frowned,' Listen you don't have to be all stuck up!'

'You listen, you're starting to piss me off.' Uchiko retorted.

'I'm just asking you out on a date.' He defended himself.

'Are you a homo?' Uchiko asked annoyed.

'W-What?' He asked in disbelief,' What are you saying?'

'Look man, how many girls do you see wearing faded jean jackets?' Uchiko asked.

'Cute ones with rebellious fashion sense.' He retorted thinking he was smooth.

'I'm A GUY!' Uchiko stated loudly.

'D-don't pretend to be a guy just to get rid of me..' He stammered starting to get angry.

'Look. I think you're pretty fine and that we should hook up.'

'You're not getting me, nii-san. I AM A GUY.' Uchiko retorted rudely.

'HOW CAN YOU BE A GUY?' They chorused.

Uchiko lifted his shirt and they saw no breasts.

'HE IS A GUY!' They shouted scrambling in a flurry to get out of there.

'WHO SAID YOU COULD LEAVE, YET!

Uchiko flew into a rage.

He twisted around and slapped the senior in the side of his face with the side of his feet, not bothering to care; he vented his rage on the upper classmen.

He threw one over his shoulder at another who tried to run and knocked them to the ground. Uchiko stamped the Lead senior's face into the pavement and shouted,' Think I'm a girl still?'

He grabbed Uchiko's leg and pulled him down with him, they rolled across the ground until Uchiko was on top. Having the immediate advantage, he pounded his fist heavily into the senior's face until his sharp knuckles left cuts in his face and he had two black eyes.

'NO! NO!' He finally gave in, his nose was bleeding, probably broken; he was a mess.

'let him up!' One got up and ran to help his friend. But Uchiko instead tackled the other guy as he came to intervene,

' You wanna piece of this?'

He pulled his fist back to throw a punch and Uchiko slammed his fist into his pelvis and the other senior choked on his air cavinig over Uchiko's fist.

'Mimaho!' Another shouted had finally got up from a round house to the stomach and ran to jump in. Uchiko was ready and had already shoved the gasping senior to the ground and was waiting for the next,' let's see what you got!'

He ran with his fist ready to throw, but Uchiko easily knocked it aside and kicked him straight out in the pelvis sending his staggering backward until he lost his balance and fell on his back.

Studying his handiwork, Uchiko laughed,' You guy's suck.'

They groaned in response, leaving Uchiko with a smile as he left the busted up seniors.