Third person (No Pov)

Kylie let out a confused and frustrated growl. Where on earth is that girl? She thought irritably. When they had arrived in the parking lot, they had not spotted Mimiko's car. After half an hour of futile searching, the two collapsed onto a bench.

Lira looked at her sister out of the corner of her eye and giggled "What time exactly, did you tell Mimi to pick us up at?" the younger girl questions.

Growling, Kylie snapped "Five thirty. And it's now six o'clock. Where the fuck are they?"

Apparently unfazed by her sisters fowl language, Lira persisted "A.M or P.M?" At her sisters blank look, she sighed in exasperation. "Please tell me, that you at least specified what time of day you meant? You do realize travel that early is common in Japan. She could have easily though you meant this morning. No doubt she waited here for hours before finally leaving."

Cursing loudly, Kylie stamped her foot. Grabbing her bag, she stood and stomped off. Hurriedly, Lira grabbed her bag, and hurried after her furious sister. "Where are we going?" she panted as she jogged.

"To find Mimiko!" Yelled Kylie. Stepping on the curb, she let loose a long, low whistle. Almost immediately a taxi swerved to a stop in front of them. Dropping into the back seat, Kylie pulled her younger sister with her. Both dropped there luggage at their feet.

"To the company coffin company!" she declared. The car roared to life, and the driver, not even turning to look, reached out a hand. Kylie shook her hand.

"No way. You ain't getting a dime of my money till you get us there. An extra ten if you can get there in less than 10 minutes." The cabby turned to protest, but when met with Kylie's cold, calculating stare, he gulped and complied.

Speeding off, he barely avoided a trash can. Kylie madly cheered on the older man. Sighing, Lira prayed that the older girl wouldn't get them all killed.

Meanwhile Mimiko was worried and frustrated….

Pacing the room restlessly, Mimiko couldn't help but picture all the bad things that could have happened. She knew the two black bloods were very powerful, and Kylie was a good fighter. However, when they hadn't shown up on their train, she had panicked. Jiro assured her that it was fine. They probably had a late flight, and missed their plane. They probably would grab the next train, and should be here in about half an hour. But four hours later, they still hadn't arrived.

With no other option, they had headed home. Mimiko was still desperately clinging to one hope. Time zones were mixed up, or she had heard wrong. She would have waited at the station all day, but they had a council meeting today at seven.

Looking at her watch, the compromiser realized it was time to go, and headed outside where Jiro and Kataro where waiting.

A little while later at the coffin company…..

"Miss. Mimiko is at a meeting in the Chrysler building." Said the short, nervous looking inter. The blonde, whose name was Li, fiddled with her glasses.

"Good. We'll go their now! Thanks" called Kylie, heading towards the lobbies exit.

"Wait! What! You can't just go to the Chrysler building!" cried the intern, "You need permission and an appointment."

Kylie shrugged, and Lira gave the young teen a sympathetic look. Once back outside, the girls climbed into the waiting taxi cab.

The driver from before looked amusedly at thee strange vampires I his back seat. "Where to?" he questioned.

"Chrysler Building." Answered Kylie, as if challenging him to argue. He didn't. Just raised an eyebrow and floored the petal.

In the meeting….

Mimiko was nervous. All through the meeting she had bounced in her sear, fiddling with her hair. Jennai had noticed and asked if she was okay. She had vigorously shaken her head, assuring him she was fine.

It was half way through the meeting, when a loud crash was heard down the hall. Jiro stopped talking about his security plan, and every one turned to look at the doors.

Outside, rapid foot steps were approaching. Arguments and protests could be heard. Suddenly, the foot steps stopped.

The doors were flung open, and two girls stood defiantly, as a frantic accountant tried to block their path.

The first girl, who looked barely out of college, was glaring at him. She had chin length sand colored hair. On her right ears were three black loops that complimented her aqua eyes. She was wearing loose fitting brown cargo pants with large pockets, a green tank top, high tops, and a thin black band around her hair. Coupled with a cloak and staff she had a very strange, tomboy, and intimidating look. Being tall and thin helped too. A red pencil was tucked behind her ear.

Next to her stood a little girl. She had a childish face with rosebud lips, elf like ears, and rosy cheeks. However, dark blue, nearly black, eyes filled with wisdom and joy, betrayed the girl was probably much older then she looked. She had curly, red gold hair that fell in soft waves to her waist. Her attire consisted of blue ballet flats, white jean shorts, and a blue blouse and scarlet ribbon in her hair.

For a moment, everyone held their breath. The accountant scurried off, fearing his employer's wrath. Then the younger girl gasped and yelled "Mimi!"

The moment shattered, as the girl ran across the room, climbed onto the table, and sprinted across it, diving on the compromiser. Both nearly toppled over, but Mimiko managed to steady her chair.

She laughed, hugging the girl back. "Lira. How are you?" she asked the black blood.

"Perfect." Smiled Lira, curling up in her friends lap. Smirking, Kylie dropped into the empty chair. This happened to be across the table in between Jiro and Cain. Propping her feet on the table, she sent a blast of energy at her sister, successfully nailing the girl in the face.

"OW!" she yelled, glaring at Kylie. "What the heck!" Kylie grinned.

"That's for taking Mimi. You could have broken a bone you idiot." Kylie scolded, trying to contain her laughter. Lira pouted.

By now most of the room's occupants were watching in amusement or confusion. Jiro raised an eyebrow at Mimiko. "Would you care to introduce the?" he asked.

Mimiko nodded. Pushing Lira of her lap, she stood. Gesturing to the two new black bloods, she pronounced "My friend Kylie and her little sister Lira."

"Hey! How come I'm the 'little sister'? I'm your friend to!" protested Lira. Kylie scoffed, spinning in her chair.

"Yah, this coming from someone who nearly fell of the Eiffel tower." She snorted. Enraged, Lira leapt up.

"You pushed me! Bedsides, at least I didn't almost blow up the white house." she retorted.

"Hey one mistake and gun powder misplacement and suddenly I'm a criminal." Growled Kylie angrily.

The air crackled with electricity. Outside, the sky darkened, and thunder boomed. Mimiko stepped forward to intervene, knowing full well what happened when they fought, but didn't get a chance to.

The room shook, and Sei rumbled "Enough. You are siblings; you should not fight like this!"

The rumbling and shaking stopped, and everyone waited for the sisters angry reactions. They did not come. Instead, the girl burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry. I really don't mean to sound rude, but we weren't fighting. " Managed Lira between giggle fits.

She high five her sister across the table. Mimiko nodded, agreeing, and told the group "Last time they had a real fight; they nearly took out all of Venice."

"Oh yah. I remember now!" cried Kylie, "so that's why I'm banned from Italy. I couldn't figure if it was that, or calling the pope a fatso."

"You did what?" yelled Cain. The sisters just kept on laughing.

Hope you liked it. I really couldn't resist calling it the Chrysler building. Virtual cookies (or blood bags if your one of our fanged friends) for all who review!