Title: Melody of the Night

Summary: the usual slayer story. Vampire victim meets slayer. Been saved, fall in love and lived happily ever after. Let's get things straight: vampireDaimon, slayersDark-Hunters.

Disclaimers:

1. I do not own Pretear.

2. The Daimon:Dark-Hunter theme was taken from the great Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark Hunter Novels. It's just the greatest, you know. I love Zarek! Lol. Anyhow, I just mixed the story a bit and added a few twists and turns.

Note:

Sasame owns his own radio station, I believe, since it's named Sasame's Gate. I just made it into a much larger company to give way to mergers and such.

I'm having a hard time threading the plot since this is my first Pretear fan fic so please bear with me.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Chapter 1

"Do whatever it takes to ensure the merger, Sasame. I'm counting on you. Marry the daughter if you have to."

He shoved his fingers through his argent hair in frustration. Turning around a corner, he walked through an alley, lost in thought. It was a long, tiring day at work, what with him doing double shifts because one of his co-DJs got the flu, and now he's heading home carrying a dilemma. His "boss" made him in-charge of the station's merger with the AAP Network. Not that he isn't willing to grab the opportunity, he'd done it once, merging his own radio station with the present company. He could very well have been his own boss but since he's living a double life, he gave way for his partner to lead the company. With the excuse, that he has no interest on deskwork, of course.

He sighed and hastened his steps. It was never safe to go out into the streets alone especially since a corpse was discovered with two bloody bite marks on its neck three months ago. He mentally shook his head. Vampires. How medieval.

Rushing footsteps sounded to his right and he saw a blonde woman running towards his direction pursued by three men. The lady bumped into Sasame and looked up at him imploringly. "Please, help me," she begged.

Taking pity at her, he put himself between the woman and her attackers. "Leave her alone," he said to the men.

"Ok," the men replied, lounging against the wall.

Sasame blinked in surprise. That was easy.

The men smirked and nodded at somewhere behind Sasame's shoulder. Immediately, Sasame's hands were pulled behind him and his head was forced to bend to one side.

"Hey!" he protested, struggling.

"Feeling uncomfortable?" the woman whispered, licking his neck. "No worries, it'll be over soon."

Chills ran up his spine. These must be the vampires who did the murder three months ago. Just his luck.

The men came forward and Sasame saw their faces in the moonlight. It was blotted and their fangs were bared. Sasame struggled even more. It's impossible to get away. The woman seemed to have superhuman strength.

"Oh, look, little mortal's trying to get away," one of the men laughed. "He'll be enough to help us get through tonight."

"I'll have him first. After all, ladies first," the lady said, inching her fangs to Sasame's neck.

He mentally cringed at tomorrow's news. He is tomorrow's news. At least, he wouldn't have to worry about the merger.

The fangs were inching closer and closer when suddenly, something passed over his shoulder and the viselike grip was gone. Looking back, he found that the vampire restraining him was gone too. He heard something land softly behind him and he turned. A red-haired lady was standing there with her back to him. She was wearing thigh-length black trench coat with knee-high, 5-inch heeled boots and facing the three male vampires. One lunged at her and she sidestepped him, another caught her hand and attempted to ram her to the wall. She ran on the wall instead. Sasame saw the third attacker grab a metal bin and looked to be heading towards the newcomer. She didn't appear to notice the third since she was busy with the other two.

He lunged himself at the back of the third vampire, successfully bringing it down. He was struggling to pin it when a kunai passed him and imbedded itself at the vampire's head, effectively disintegrating it into ashes. Coughing, Sasame struggled to sit.

"That was pretty foolish of ye, lad. Anyone with a lick o' sense kens well enough to run hail tail the other way."

His head snapped up at those words and looked straight into the silvery eyes of a very young lady.

"I was only trying to save you," he said, taking in her youthful face, "kid."

She crossed her arms on her chest and scowled down at him. "Save me? I was the one saving yer hide, ye ungrateful scoundrel. And I ain't no kid!"

His eyes widened at the kid's words. Scoundrel? Him? Stood up and looked down at her. It pleased him to see she only came up to his shoulder even with those ridiculously high heels. Talk about advantage. "Now see here, puppet, I am very grateful for you saving me there but I am far from being a scoundrel."

She threw her head back and met his eye. "Puppet?! So now yer bringing it down our statures, aye? Just 'coz yer taller than me, it gave ye permission ter lord it over? Hah! I say, HAH! I'll have ye know I'll be eighteen in the morrow and yer not invited."

"As if I care it's your birthday, kid. Now, why don't you just go home stay there like normal kids do?"

She raised an eyebrow. "And who's gonna save those other wee mortals like yeself from them inkblots, huh? Speak up ye lamp post!"

Lamp post? Where does this kid get her language? Her accent's weird. "The police." What he really wanted to say is 'us knights'.

"The police?" She laughed at his face. "Get real, mister. Police are mortals, ter. Duh. Oh, look at the time, I have ter go."

She jumped to the top of the wall. A wind blew her trench coat open revealing a top that looked like a strip of black leather cloth wrapped across her chest, overlapping between her collarbones and knotted at the nape of her neck, covering little of her well-endowed persona. Her micro-miniskirt was made of the same material, of the same color and fitted her like a second skin. It showed her shapely legs to their best advantage. His mouth gapped open.

"Surprised?" she smirked and disappeared.


"I know I sound crazy but you have to believe me, Hayate," Sasame implored his blue-haired friend and co-knight.

Hayate moved to another potted plant and cut away dead leaves and twigs. "Next you'd be telling me aliens are living next door and pigs fly."

Sasame chuckled. "That's silly."

"My sentiments exactly," his friend replied, putting away his gardening tools. "Vampires do not exist. It must've all been a dream."

"I still remember going to bed, you know," he said dryly.

Hayate shook his head. "It is still impossible. Vampires and the part when you said someone saved you."

Sasame blinked. "You mean when a woman saved me? A hot one she is."

"Are you sick, Sasame?" his friend asked him worriedly.

"No, why do you say so?"

"I just never realized 'hot' is in your vocabulary."

Sasame slapped his palm on his forehead. Wrong word. "Ok, let me explain," he said, following his friend inside the house. "Her hair is red, her tongue is as sharp as a sword and her temper as explosive as gunpowder."

"Oh." Hayate took out two cans of soda from the fridge and threw one to Sasame. "So she's not 'hot' as in the sizzling, seductive type?"

Sasame caught the can, sat on the couch and sipped his soda thoughtfully. "There's that too."

Hayate choked on his drink. Sasame rubbed his friend's back. "Are you all right?"

Hayate nodded. "Man, I really must meet her. It's not everyday one hears his stoic friend describe a woman 'hot'."

Sasame rolled his eyes and stood up. "You're the stoic one and I don't even know her name. It's been nice talking to you. Now, I have a debut to go to. Boss wants to have a merger with AAP Network. Tonight is the debut of the only daughter of it's CEO."

The Wind Knight straightened from lounging position at the wall. "And I have a date to go to. Good luck to your mission."

The Sound Knight nodded and headed towards the door. "Say hello to Himeno for me. And, please, try staying out of alleyways. It's dangerous."

"Hai! If you meet that H-lady you've met last night again, tell her HImeno and I want to meet her."

"Whatever." And the door closed behind Sasame.