HERO

VAMPIRE DOLL GUILT-NA-ZAN

GUILT-NA-ZAN x TONAE

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Tonae is the sister of super exorcist Kyouji Yotobari. She is also one of the most beautiful girls in her school, and her innocence makes her just as desired among the men in her class. When one boy attacks her, her brother appoints his vampire servant, Guilt-Na-Zan to be her protector. Rated T to be safe.

Chapter 1

Tonae ran strait to her room, ignoring the delicious sweets on the table laid out by Guilt-Na-Chan. She slammed her door and slumped to the ground, holding her aching shoulder. "Ow…" she whimpered, crawling to her bed. Once there, she curled into a ball and cried.

The door opened and Kyouji entered. His sister rarely came home crying if ever and therefore, the elder brother worried.

"Tonae," he addressed. "What happened?"

"I don't really want to talk about it, Oniichan," Tonae muttered into her pillow, sobbing steadily.

"Come on, Tonae, I'm your Oniichan, remember?"

"I said I didn't want to talk about it, Kyouji!" Tonae hissed. Now Kyouji knew that something was wrong. Rarely was Tonae negative or disrespectful. Kyouji stroked his sister's back until he noticed a certain mark on her shoulder. It seemed to be a handprint of some sort.

So someone abused my sister, Kyouji thought, his anger bubbling. "What happened to your shoulder?"

Tonae sighed and sat up. "Nakamura Ryouji from class one," she said. "He told me that he wanted my help for a project and I believed him. Next thing I know, he pinned me to the wall and…"

She burst into fresh sobs and let her brother comfort her. "Other than the mark, are you alright?"

"Y-yes."

"Good. I'll have Guilt-Na bring up some cookies and milk, ok?" His sister nodded and he let her fall asleep.

Kyouji headed downstairs to have a little chat with his servant. "Guilt-Na," he called.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," she/he shouted, grumbling all the while. "What now, Kyouji, I was busy in the kitchen." So she/he was, since Guilt-Na was covered in flour.

"Make Tonae some cookies, and I'm relieving you of your house duties. Also, I'm going to make you another wax figure body."

"Why do I need a new body?"

"You're new job is to protect Tonae from the ruffians at her school. She was attacked by some punk named Nakamura."

"Eh?! You want me to be your sister's body guard?!"

"Correction, you will be her body guard as of this day forward. I can't follow her to the school, but if you're disguised as a student, it should be just fine."

"But why would I need a new body?"

"Well, you can't protect her as a girl, can you?"

"Can't I just use the perfume?"

"No, you can't. I told you, my doll, I'm not letting you go so easily."

"Can it at least look like my real self?"

Kyouji gave a thoughtful look. "Maybe," he answered, heading downstairs to work on Guilt-Na's new body. As Kyouji worked on the doll, Guilt-Na began to make the cookies. Chocolate chip, just for good measure. Everyone likes chocolate chip! Guilt-Na thought, while she/he mixed the batter.

"Master?"

"Yes, Vincent?"

"What do you think happened to Miss Tonae; she locked herself in her room and won't come out."

"Only Kyouji knows. And whatever it is, he's probably going to find a new maid for the house, he's reassigning me to be Tonae's personal body guard. He's working on a new doll as we speak."

"Poor Miss Tonae," Vincent said. I'll try and cheer her up while you're busy my lord."

"Thank you, Vincent," Guilt-Na said, rolling the dough into little balls and plopping them onto the cookie sheet. "I'll talk to you later." Vincent headed out the door and went to comfort Tonae.

Once the cookies were done, Guilt-Na took them out and put them on a platter and filled up a glass of milk while the cookies cooled. Finally, she/he took the platter and glass of milk to Tonae's room. Vincent was letting the girl cry on him and the sight was rather touching…though for some odd reason, Guilt-Na felt a little resentful toward her/his friend.

"So, what happened? Your brother said something about a Nakamura?"

"Apparently, he attacked, Miss Tonae at school," Vincent explained.

"What a bastard," Guilt-Na hissed, setting the plate down.

"GUILT-NA, GET DOWN HERE!" Kyouji shouted. Guilt-Na groaned and headed downstairs.

She/he stopped when he saw the new doll. It was an exact replica of him, but in the male school uniform from Tonae's school. Also with silvery-blue eyes and dark brown hair, probably to make him fit in better. Also, it was shorter than his actual height, but a little taller than the Guilt-Na Doll by a few inches.

"I just got off the phone with Shizuka's father. He's willing to enroll you as our cousin, Yotobari Guilt-Na-Zan."

"Excuse me? I'm not taking on your last name," Guilt-Na growled.

"Too late: the registration's already filled in. You are now my cousin, and your job is to protect Tonae. Remember the room you were resurrected in?" Guilt-Na nodded. "Good, follow me."

They entered the room and Kyouji had Guilt-Na lay down on one bed, while the new doll was laid on the other bed. Kyouji placed the cross on Guilt-Na's chest gingerly before reciting the incantation that would seal Guilt-Na back into the cross.

Guilt-Na-Zan felt his soul be engulfed in total darkness and he whimpered. He really hated the cross. But the feeling was temporary for minutes later he was seeing the light of the room again. He stood and looked at his old body of Guilt-Na. He had a hard time believing that he was just recently in that doll. He looked at his new body and smiled.

At least I'm a man this time, he thought. Standing, he snapped his fingers. Flames burst from his fingertips. "I have my actual powers!"

"They'll come in handy if any harm comes to Tonae. But you are to wear the cross at home."

"What? Why?"

"I can't have you using your powers and destroy the house at the same time, can I? The cross will block your spells in the house unless I permit you to use them."

"Fine, but I can use them at the school."

"If need be."

"Is that all?" Guilt-Na-Zan asked haughtily.

"That is all," Kyouji said dismissively. Guilt-Na-Zan headed back to Tonae's room to see if Vincent was still there. He wasn't. But Tonae was sleeping soundly, the cookies left untouched.

Guilt-Na-Zan felt serene watching her sleep, she was innocence, and innocence needed to be preserved to the very end.

I made some changes to this becuase I was writing it down on paper for a while and some of the stuff that happened didn't fit all together, so...yeah.