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The Vampire Kenta Chapter 2: Blood and LonelinessVampires have achieved a precarious state in the human mind. Nearly every human on the planet knows about them, yet only a handfully seriously believe in their existance. In recent centuries, a large number of vampiure clans migrated to the islands of Japan, in order to escape persucution by religious orders, and humans in general.
Japan was a haven to these vampires, as the Japanese were unfamiliar with the blood drinkers. However, as globalization and westren influnce has slowly bleed the lore of the vampires into Japan... and some of the elder vampires worry that they may again have to search for a new home.
First day in a new school...
"I'm so sorry Sensei. I got lost."
...And he was late. Kenta gasped for breath, wincing as the sun poured into his sensitive eyes. His teacher seemed sympathetic however.
"You live on the Eastside of town, right? Well there is a park you can cut through, that can shave at least a half an hour off your trip."
"Thank you, Sensei," Kenta bowed again.
"No problem... come with me and I'll introduce you to your class. They're in gym right now. I know it must be embaressing being introduced to a new class during gym..." the teacher explained, leading him to the fields behind the school. There, a class of highschoolers were playing soccer on the open field. "Attention class, I'd like to introduce the new transpher student to this class!"
THUNK
Kenta's sensivtive ears picked up the sound of a body hitting concrete.
"Sensei! It's Maaka-san again! She's passed out!"
The teacher sighed. "Maki, take her to the nurse's office."
Kenta watched dully as the students moved the body of the collapsed student into the school.
It was then that the wind shifted, sending an absolutely mouthwatering scent wafting his way.
Blood and Loneliness.
~X~
Kenta was glad to finally get into the classroom. Watching gym class from the sidelines had been incredibly boring.
"Here, you can use this desk until we get a new one from the storage room," one of the female students said, pulling out a chair by the window.
"Who sit's here normally?" Usui asked, sliding his bags under the chair.
"Karin Maaka."
"Who?"
"The girl who passed out during gym..."
"Oh..."
He ploped down on the chair, and took a deep breath. Allowing the scents of the room to bombard him. The smell of loneliness hit him like a two thousand ton frieght train, and sent his senses reeling. He could hear the bounding of seventeen hearts in seventeen chests, blood sloshing through the veins of of seventeen bodies. His kunckles turned white against the seat of the chair, bending the hard plastic in the shape of his hand.
"Sensei! Can I go to the nurses office? I think I ate something bad!" He tore out of his seat and into the hallway, without even waiting for a response...
The entire class stared at the spot where their new classmate had vanished.
"Weird..."
~X~
The Nurse was not in, when Kenta walked into her office. He settled himself into a bed, and took a deep breath. The smell had been stronger, more aluring, than anything he had ever smelled before. The fact he had not hunted since his mother had packed them up and moved to the city on the spur of the moment, did not help any.
He took another deep breath in an effort to calm himself down.
...Wait...
He took another breath... the smell it was here, weaker... but here none the less. Kenta sat up in the bed. Yes, it was definitely here. He pushed back the white curtains that seperated the beds.
The aroma hit him full force. It was coming from the purple haired girl sleeping in the bed. Karin Maaka. That had been what they had called her.
She smelled so delicious.
He walked over to her without even realizing he was doing so. A hand reached out and slowly brushed the hair away from her neck. He could hear it! The delicious sound of her blood flowing through her veins. With blood clouded eyes, he began to lean over, his enlongated cannines stretching out towards her neck.
"Hmm..." Karin stirred in her sleep, her eyelids fluttered.
Kenta snapped out of his blood-haze, and before Karin fully became aware of her surroundings; he was gone. The slight fluttering of the white curtains being the only sign of his departure.
"Whaa...." she mummered groggly, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "Could have sworn someone was there... Better give Anju a call..."
She flipped her phone open and began to text her sister. Completely oblivious to what had just happened.
