Graceful Movements – Coffee For Two
Didn't know if I was going to post any more to this story but I thought if I've written it I might as well post it.
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The taste of the bitter beverage and the sting of the hot liquid on her tongue was the only thing Evangeline could think of as she walked along the snowy streets. She sighed and smiled looking forward to a hot drink and warm building. What could be better. Despite spending most of her time ice skating, cold weather was not something Evangeline enjoyed. In fact she was more of a warm weather and sun type of girl.
Evangeline finally reached her destination. A small cafe and book shop tucked away down the backstreets of the 20th ward. It wasn't an easy place to get to but it held a soft spot in Evangelines heart so she always tried to go there whenever she could. She entered the cosy cafe, ordered her coffee before shoving her bag down on the floor and settling down in a comfy chair by the window so she could watch the snow fall from the sky and see the street lights turn on with the growing darkness.
"Why hello again mon chère. I am surprised to see you here." A deep voice purred next to her. She turned to face the tall brightly dressed figure. The last time they met she hadn't had much of a chance to look at him but now she didn't get much of a choice. He was wearing a bright purple suit that Evangeline was sure should have been on a runway model not worn as a casual outfit. Even if the man wearing it looked like he was right out of a show at Paris fashion week.
"Hello again" She acknowledged him, sending him a small smile trying not to show her dislike of social interactions. There was something about this man that made her uncomfortable. She didn't like to admit it but it was almost like he looked at her like she was a juicy steak on his plate.
"Mind if I join you?" He asked already having sat down across from her before she could say no. He leant back in his chair as his eyes bore into her own. His piercing stare made her feel as though he could see into her very soul and she did not like it at all. She hadn't noticed the last time they met because she was so tired but now she really could see how animalistic his gaze towards her was.
"Your name is Evangeline right? How beautiful, may I call you angel?" He asked more to himself than her. Evangeline knew her face must be glowing a bright red as he spoke. She was not used to nicknames and didn't particularly like them.
She wanted to tell him not to call her anything but her name but every time she tried to speak she found no sound coming out. Eventually she gave up and nodded much to his amusement. Silently she took a sip of her coffee and turned her head to the window, pretending Tsukiyama wasn't even there.
"You know, you don't sound or look very Japanese" He stated leaning forward. He knew his question was rather forward and could be seen as rather rude but he didn't care. She was ignoring him and he didn't like that. He wanted all of her attention to be on him.
"I'm not. My mother was English and I was brought up in England. I only moved here to look after my dad. He however is Japanese." she murmured barely above a whisper, unsure as to why she was telling him anything. He scared her and yet here she was telling him about her personal life. She didn't notice as Tsukiyamas foot moved her bag closer to him.
"Why are you looking after your father?" He enquired before 'accidentally' knocking a napkin off the table. He bent down to pick it up and at the same time took her purse from her bag. He sat back up straight keeping his hands bellow the table while he tucked her purse into his pocket. He grinned at her encouraging her to keep talking.
"He's ill. Has been for a few years now. He isn't getting better and needs a lot of care now. He's in the hospital at the moment for surgery but when he gets back out its going to be hard." Her voice cracked slightly displaying the many emotions she felt when trying to talk about her situation. Tsukiyama nodded and made a face as though he understood or even cared about her issues. He had found over the years the more emotional the human the richer their taste would be. He was sure his angel would taste absolutely divine but not yet. No, He had a lot more work to do to get her ready for dinner.
Tsukiyama was jolted out of his daydreams by Evangelines phone starting to ring. He watched intently as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and answered the call. He took this opportunity to take a proper look at her. Her hair was a wavy, mousey brown and her face wasn't anything special. He would have said she was rather plain and not his usual type at all however the closer he looked the more he found himself becoming rather fond of her features. She wasn't stunningly beautiful or glamorous but there was something about her that he found surprisingly pleasing.
"I'll be back soon, I love you too." Evangeline said happily hanging up and shoving her phone back in her pocket not noticing Tsukiyamas face flash briefly with anger knowing who had disturbed their meeting. Again.
"I have to go, It was nice seeing you again Tsukiyama-san" She lied to him bowing her head in a respectful manner. Tsukiyama sneered slightly and picked up her bag. He held it out to her as they both stood letting his hand brush against hers as she reached out to grasp her bag.
"Let me walk you home, Mon chère. It is rather dark after all and there are ghouls around." He practically purred moving closer to his target. "I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if a ghoul decided to eat you up." Evangelines body visibly stiffened up at his words and she quickly took multiple steps back trying to get as much space between them as possible.
"No thank you. Goodbye." she snapped frowning. There was something about the creature before her that filled her body with dread. She didn't want to seem rude but the last thing she wanted was him knowing where she was living. Tsukiyama had to fight back a snarl as she brushed past him on her way to the door. It was rare for human women to turn him away but he knew putting up a fuss would be a bad idea so he let the young woman walk away and out of his sight.
Once he was sure she was gone he slipped her purse out of his pocket and opened it up. Bingo. Inside was everything he needed. Her ID, Her student card and best of all, her address. With a smirk he pocketed the items he needed before tossing her purse down on the table carelessly. His Angel wasn't going to get away from him, especially now. Calmly Tsukiyama walked out of the cramped coffee shop and with a new spring in his step walked in the direction his Angel had gone. No was not an answer Tsukiyama would accept, she didn't need to know that just yet.
