Author's Note:

Sorry this took longer than I thought it would, was rather distracted with drawing earlier. Sorry this one is a little depressing but it will get better I promise. Please review! x

Senri Shiki gazed out of the taxi window. It was mid-morning, raining lightly outside, and he was on his way to Paris. He tried to think about why he was going there, and that he would be able to see Rima again in a week or so. This was, however, the longest time they had spent apart since they met.

They had said good-bye to the rest of the night class, and then left in two separate cars. As hard as Shiki tried to think positively, the feeling finally sunk in when he realized how hard he had to try to distract himself. He felt completely and utterly alone. He slid open his new phone, planning on sending Rima a text, but there was already one in his inbox,

"You're reading this so you must have given in. I snuck some pocky into your luggage for you. I'll get into the Paris branch as soon, you can find a way to occupy yourself until then, Rima x"

Shiki lowered his eyes, and they lost focus; he could only think about Rima, and how much he was going to hate these next few weeks without her. He had to do it though. He had to go to Paris, to see that person, and find out what really happened those long thirteen years ago.

Rima was in her taxi, staring at the inside of the car roof, planning her next move. She would wow the company on her first day of work, then demand to be moved to the Paris branch, or she would leave. Now she just had to think of how to wow them. She was contemplating this, when her phone vibrated. She read Shiki's reply text,

"I can occupy myself with the pocky for about an hour, and I know you'll do well in Lion. I'll persuade them to let you work in Paris… If not then you can come and live with me here and I'll earn enough for both of us."

Rima gazed at her phone, then out of the window, wondering what it would be like living with Shiki. The thought made her blush, and a small smile crept up on her face. She did not want to make Shiki have to work so hard though, so she would get to Paris using her own strength.

A week passed, and the two vampires were feeling rotten and empty on the inside. Rima was determined though, it was time for her first photo shoot in the company, and she was ready to impress. After many hours of dressing, posing, and changing clothes again, she had the photographers amazed. She had done it, but was it enough?

The days went by, and Rima had spent over two hundred pounds on texts and calls since they had gone their separate ways. Until finally, she received a phone call from the agency,

"We wish to apologize for underestimating your ability Mademoiselle Touya, we wish to offer you the place you requested in the Paris branch."

Rima immediately accepted, and when she put the phone down, she did something she had never done before; she punched the air lightly,

"I did it." She smiled.

That evening, a taxi pulled up outside of her apartment. She went to the door, wondering why it was so early. She had packed everything anyway, so she went to the taxi, and got in,

"My luggage is on the doorstep." She told the driver. She waited as he got out, and put the luggage in the boot of the taxi. She noted that the driver looked strangely scruffy, and not the usual uniformed chauffer she was used to. She ignored it though.

Rima opened her eyes. It was dark; pitch black. She didn't understand what was going on. She then realized she was blind folded. Her hands were tied firmly behind her back, and she was strapped to a very hard surface. How had this happened? She was a strong vampire, and had the power of lightning. She tried to free herself but failed. She called out slightly nervous,

"Hello?" No reply.

Shiki was calling for the fourth time that afternoon. Rima's mobile was definitely turned on, but for some reason she was not answering his calls. 'She couldn't possibly be working this late' thought Shiki. He waited as patiently as he could while the phone rang,

"Bonjour." Said a strange, male voice from the other end of the phone, "I'm afraid your friend is unavailable right now, but I will be 'appy to take a message for you." Shiki felt something strange boiling up inside him,

"Who is this?" He asked, gritting his teeth a little,

"Ah, I am but a common taxi driver, I the girl no 'arm. She is just a little… tied up." Shiki heard the man begin laughing at his own bad pun. If Shiki were a steam train, he would be going on full power at this point,

"What have you done?" He asked, more aggressively,

"I 'ave done nothing… yet." The man laughed again, then the phone went dead. Shiki stormed out of his door, looked the room, and then went straight to the local police station. He handed them his mobile and made a very startled officer track the call.

Rima woke again, this time she could see some light through her blindfold. She heard some footsteps coming nearer, then a voice,

"Bonsoir mon petite copine, I do 'ope you are not in too much discomfort." Rima recognized the voice as the taxi driver's. She felt sick to the core, and wanted help.

Help was on its way.