A/N: Aaand, we're back! I know the first chapter wasn't in it's best conditions, I forgot to edit it and check for mistakes! Silly me. I truly hope you guys enjoy the second chapter!
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Chapter Miki - The Artsy One - 2 -
Unfortunately, my parents found out I snuck away, and deliberately gave me a long scolding. I've heard it a thousand times before, having lived only close to a hundred two (wow I'm old). I didn't pay much mind since it was the same old same old, but I did pay close attention towards our 'guest'. I guess they found out I wasn't really listening to them 'cause mom quickly sighed in exasperation and turned around.
"Miki," she said, her voice calm and serene after the lecture (how she can manage to do that in just two seconds I'll never know). "Grammy's gonna stay with you, Ran, Su, and Diaya for half a year, honey. I've already talked to your sisters about this after you've snuck out," I looked away, pretending not to have heard her about the sneaking out part, "but me and your father are on a crucial mission. I know my babies are not really babies anymore, but you can never be too cautious."
I.. have no idea how I feel about this, to be honest.
On one hand, no parents for half a year! But on the other hand, no parents for half a year?
"I'll let you talk with your sisters about this, honey," mom said, her voice so gentle I was kinda scared for them. What if something bad happened?
To my annoyance, that question kept repeating in my head over and over again. Ugh, seriously Miki, knock it off. You're just scaring yourself, I scolded myself. And scaring myself I was doing. Having parents who live a very long time, each couple hundreds of years getting more fragile is scary. It's scary and you humans probably won't ever understand. As I walked upstairs to where my sisters and I usually hang together (having one room with all four of us is a big no no), I wondered how life would be like without mom and dad for half a year. Don't get me wrong, I know that isn't a very long time, per say, but they've never been gone for that long, and it's kind of worrying. I mean, they've had 'Mom and Dad Only' vacations that were somewhat of the same length, but those are different. Missions mean possible death.
Once I reached the room (which we call the Quartet Room. Not so creative, I know, but whatever), Ran, Su, and Diaya's loud chatter (mainly due to Ran) dimmed to a complete stop as all eyes landed on me. I sat on a beanbag, the blue one, and the conversation picked back up.
"So," I began. "Mom and dad are leaving for half a year."
It was an awkward start, I have to say, but at least it was a start.
"What do you think their mission's about?," Ran asked.
That had us talking all at the same time, which was probably not a good idea. All the ruckus eventually had Grandma knock on the door (she's known us long enough we don't like to be bothered when in The Quartet Room), questioning us. We, in return, answered all at the same time.
"Mama and papa might die in their mission!"
"What if we never see Mom and Dad again?"
"We don't want to be orphans again-desu!"
"We were discussing the possibilities of what their mission could be."
... You could probably guess who said what.
Grandma looked at us with a soft look, sitting down in one of the multiple extra beanbags (just in case guests arrive). Then, she said, "We may not know what will happen to your parents. They might die, they might live. And I know you girls don't ever want to go back to being orphans, but sometimes life is just a huge, unfair jackass. No matter what the situation, be happy. If the worse case scenario happens, being sad is completely normal. Being mad is completely normal. But don't ever, ever, dwell on it too long. Move on, and be happy."
None of us expected Grandma to give us such an advice. The swearing didn't bother us- it was actually quite normal. Grandma isn't known to give such advice, however.
And for that, we were thankful for her.
MMMM
All of us woke up quite early the next day, so none of us missed the change to bid farewell to mom and dad.
Afterwards we had breakfast, which consisted of a small dosage of blood from this pill kind of thing that just needed to be placed in water. To be honest, it was really awkward. None of us knew what to do, and we noticed how normal it was to have mom and dad around. Without them, it's just kind of.. Weird.
"Well.. I'm going to go bake us some, uhm, cookies-desu," Su said. I guess the cookies were just a way to break the awkward silence. In a way, it worked. I ended up saying, "I'll be in my room, then. I have a project I'm almost done with." And with that, I left.
Ran went outside and is currently playing some sports, even if it was really early. I think Diaya's helping Su bake. I heard Diaya sing a song about baking not too long ago.
I wasn't actually lying about having a project being nearly done. It was due next week, though. It wouldn't hurt to finish early, I guess.
I lost myself in my art project. The theme was to paint something nostalgic to us, and my over all color scheme was lavender and blue. I don't know why, but the color lavender often reminded me of something that was once dear to me. I don't remember what it was exactly, but I know it was important.
My canvas was made of two parts. The lavender on one side, the blue on the other. There were twirls and curves in the middle, intertwining the two colors. All I needed to finish was the last couple of twirls and curves on the bottom of it, and voila, finished art piece. I personally really like it. It's like a flower made up of two parts, but conjoined together to make one whole. Beautiful, isn't it?
Well, at least I think so.
MMMM
The whole 'afternoon' passed by fast, none of us really noticed it until it was time for dinner. I did go down to the kitchen and eat some of Su's cookies, and Ran did stop exercising for a little to eat the cookies and rest as well, but that's pretty much it.
Grandmother knocked on my door, entering once I told her to come in. She told me it was time for dinner, and complimented on my painting. Now, don't get the wrong idea, but when she complimented my art piece it kind of gave me a weird feeling. I think it might have been the tone in her voice, or maybe that look of nostalgia. Maybe she had some sort of connection with the two colors? Oh, but she stared on the lavender part longer than the blue.
Maybe she knows why it's important to me?
.. That's really dumb, Miki. You know you're the only one that should know why it holds such value that you put it as half of your artwork. You should feel dumb about it.
Done.
Okay, over with that conversation with my own head, I headed downstairs where Ran, Su, and Diaya hopefully were. I honestly didn't want to get left behind again.
To my relief, my sisters were there in the kitchen, waiting for me. We chattered for just a few minutes about who's going to lead this time, settled in an agreement, and headed out. Su promised grandma she was going to save some for her, since she couldn't exactly hunt herself anymore (two thousand three hundred twenty-one can really slow you down and weaken you).
So, some of you readers probably think vampires have super-human abilities. In some cases, yes we kind of do. We're much stronger than average humans, our eye sight is better (especially during the night-time, but they aren't too shabby during the day), and we can run faster. And by that, I mean the probability of ten miles faster. You can call it flitting.
We flitted through the dark corners of our town, careful not to attract other vampires' attentions just in case they follow us and have our dinner. We landed close to the human territories, where the sunset was slowly turning day into evening. Perfect hunting conditions.
Once we chose our prey (they were always only the people who were close enough from where our territories were split), we informed the others which one we were our dinner, as to not interfere by accident. We flitted as fast as we can towards our prey, and knocked them unconscious before pulling them closer towards our town, Zaloteria. We don't actually have to puncture our fangs into the victim's neck to devour some, if not all their blood, that's more of 'transforming' a human to a vampire. To feed, all we have to do is concentrate on their blood circulations and choose a spot. With our, uh, "powers", we can easily contain the desired amount of blood from our victim without having to slice them open or whatever. (Su has to for granny, but that's cause she can't bring puffs of blood to granny without it falling like rain.) And voila, we've eaten dinner.
It didn't take long for the other girls to have their fill, and soon enough, we had thrown them back into their human territories and were flitting home.
Once we got home, Su gave granny the packet of blood that should be enough for her, and we all returned to our somewhat normal activities.
A/N: So? How are you guys liking it? Yeah, I'm taking some time to actually write character and plot development instead of just diving into cold water and rushing for the shippy things to happen. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!
P.S. So you know how I said I would actually write character and plot development? Yeah, well, that means this fic will probably range to 20 chapters! As you can see, I'm not just re-writing the dialogues and actions to make it a little better, I'm actually re-writing the entire thing! Which means more words and more action, comedy, and romance! Oh, and I promise to try to keep the characters IC, but if they seem a bit OOC, PM or review it to me right away!
P.S.S. There will be multiple extra couples, but the main one is Miseki! I hope you guys don't mind that!
As usual, read, review, and rate!
~Miu
