(What's up readers? How's it goin'?)

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Lily was up feeding Sephiroth some tuna from a can and adding crushed crackers in the mixture. The vampire whom she had taken, as her new pet, hadn't moved in the last week, but also had not begun to fester. She placed Sephiroth's food into an old Tupper wear container then set it on the floor for the tiny beast.

She retired to the living room couch lifting up the vampire's head and beginning to comb his hair w/ the alligator clip that had previously held back her cherry locks. One hand held his pointed jaw where as the other combed through the ivory strands. Another hour of this and she tied her hair up once more, her delicate fingers tracing his wonderfully carved face; she found his intensity attractive. She traced her pinky nail along his lower lip arching a brow of curiosity. What she had though was lipstick turned out to be the natural coloring of his lips. She pulled back the skin of his mouth looking at his incisors; his gums and tongue were stained crimson.

With a sudden grin she opened and closed his jaw; operating him like a large puppet.

"Aren't I pretty Lily?" She would say, her voice like a chipmunk, not that anything that big could sound that high an octave.

"I could be your Black Knight Lily! Your Angel of Death Lily!" She giggled.

"Oh, would you really?" she spoke normally, responding her 'pet's' pleas for her love.

"Yes! Lily! We have only to seal our vows of eternal love with a kiss!"

"I don't know… your fangies might get in the way…" She tugged back his lips, looking at his mouth again, her ventriloquism on hold. She liked his mouth, how his lips weren't thin but not completely full. Just plump enough for her to take notice and be fond of them.

Seconds turned to minutes as she examined every aspect of his face, then lowering herself enough to press a kiss to his lips upside-down like she had seen in a movie once before. He tasted of blood and lightly sucked upon his lower lip before leaning back and beginning to watch TV. She stroked his bare shoulders fondly, having removed his armor some time ago, but she left the sleeves on. She thought they looked sexy against his pale skin. She even told him so. In fact she spoke to him although she knew he couldn't hear. Told him little things commented on movies and TV shows. The best friend she had ever had, he was the only one that listened.

At the end of watching "A walk to Remember" she smiled, then leaned back down to her pet, kissing his lips, even going as far as lifting his head slightly and letting her tongue skim over his, pleasantly surprised to find the soft muscle to be warm. When she pulled back smiling, she looked back into his face and jumped back, gasping then struggling and writhing to get off the couch then finally falling over the arm.

His eyes were open.

Her heart raced, beating like a drum in her ears as she waited for the vampire to rise.

Nothing happened.

After waiting in suspense for what seemed like hours she edged towards the couch, peering over the arm and looking at him. He lay still, not breathing or blinking. She carefully took her seat on the couch again leaning over to see that his eyes had only opened half way; perhaps the lids had drawn back when she had lifted his head. She sighed with relief, but also disappointment. It would have been nice to see him get up, walk, or speak to her even if he would take her life when he woke at least she'd leave this world in some sort of interesting way.

Lily replaced his head in her lap, and carefully drew back an eyelid to examine the iris. His eyes were golden and where she half expected to find the vertical pupil of a cat, she found the normal round one of a human's. In this gold ring she found small marks of a paler color that was almost orange and the entire orb framed in a dark yellow ring. If she leaned to one side or tilted her head his eye would reflect like a cats in a metallic blue shade, pale, yet bright.

She finely closed his eyes again and kissed his widows peak as she turned back to the TV and began watching another movie this time it was "Moulin Rouge". The film went on with the sad but amazing tale yet unbeknownst to Lily, beneath the arm draped across his collarbone, her pet drew his first breath.

(Yeah my chapters are short. Eh, I don't really care.)