Patricia was a call girl a blood prostitute, and was schooled in mistress acts. She knew Lila was a human orphan but suspected her of being a subdued c-class vampire. In other words, she did not need blood, but Kaname was suspicious that Lila was just another extraordinarily beautiful human girl like Patricia, with stem cells. Lower class vampire hunters he supposed. The vampire hunters were no longer. He agreed with her. Patricia walked towards the road. She flagged a human guy on a bike and asked simply for a ride.

It was a simple apartment, one bedroom, shared by Patricia and Lila. Patricia was home first and she could not really cook. She removed her hair ribbon and set it down on the dresser. She removed her wet clothes and took a long steamy shower. When she was done, she put on a short skimpy flowery dress and lay flat one her single bed adjacent to Lila's single bed. She had almond shaped eyes and a good nose. She had black hair, and was skinny. Takuma was coming. Previously, he had feasted on her. He was not trying to be mean. He just lost control. Patricia did not like him. She looked around her room.

Takuma was downstairs. The humans were shy and intrigued. He bore no gifts and was only her to see if Patricia was fine; at least that was the plan. He ignored the humans and they were angry. Plateau district was where Patricia and Lila called home. It was where middle class humans inhabited. The humans were intrigued by vampires, and nervous about their presence. The females were shy. Takuma reached the top of the apartment door 6. He hated her. Vampires had long since stopped drinking human blood, but humans with stem cells, vampire hunter females, were a delicacy not to be shared. They made female vampires bitter, and made human girls jealous. Patricia and Lila were not the last two. They were a handful of vampire hunter males that had since quit and married c-class vampires, perhaps petty but it worked out fine. Unfair you would say that the vampire hunter females were mistresses not call girls. A better way to put it. The war was over and the world had moved on. The understanding that vampires were superior was clear.

Patricia opened the door, and Takuma walked in and dragged her with him as she quickly shut the door. He placed her down on the couch and pulled her neck towards him breathing heavily. He calmed down, and sunk his teeth slowly, and this time she moaned. He shuddered and stretched his lean lithe body across her. Her neck swelled up lightly, and Takuma moved his hands carelessly down her beautiful. Aido was downstairs waiting in his Porsche. Patricia and Takuma were perfect for each other. Aido could hear Patricia moan rapidly as Takuma lost control and for the first time stopped himself. Aido sighed and lit a cigarette. Takuma healed her neck and pressed Patricia to him and he rocked her gently. He slowly lifted her up, and set her down on her bed and sent her to sleep with a charm. He left.

In the car, Aido ignored a perplexed Takuma, running his hair through his head. He looked at Aido who looked forward.

"Are you ready to go?" Aido quipped

"Hmm" Takuma replied, "He looked at his watch and Aido zoomed off without warning, and said

"This is the last time you see her."