Synopsis: UlquiHime- Being a vampire lord is not an easy job especially when you met your ONE TRUE LOVE but was just killed by your ENEMIES. Orihime, Ulquiorra's betrothed was killed but Hime promised to be reborn again, will his prince find him again at present?
Title: Live for me, my Princess
Author: Ren Tamiya (Screen name only)
Date Made: November 20, 2011 (Sunday)
Updated: 12/08/11 (Thursday)
Chapter 1: A vile of immortal blood
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Warning: Kissing in further chapters, explicit cursing and bad words in other chapters if not here and other warnings...
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I heard a chuckle. I looked around and saw no one.
"Orihime." A soft whisper said. It was like fading or something you see on most scary movies and I am proud to say that I can't TOLERATE even ¼ of the movie. It just scares the hell out of me.
"My hime…" Another whisper caught my attention. It was like I was speechless, I don't know where I am, looking around and around I started to walk, rather, I started running towards a place I am not aware of. I looked around and practically saw something that caught my attention but I have a feeling that I don't want to go near it.
It's scary, in a sense. There's a vibrating aura around it like it's scaring everything away from it but I can't help myself but to draw near it. It's emitting something I am not sure of. In a sense it is very weird I know but I can't help it.
I draw near that said thing and as I become closer, I can feel my body numb, maybe in pain or pleasure. When I was near to see it, I saw what it was. Its form is sacred. It's a cross necklace, but I can feel something inside it. It was like a vintage vial beneath an illusion of faith and cross. When I was about to touch it, I was jerked unto a force, forcing me to open my eyes in reality.
"What- what was that dream all about?" I asked myself as I sat in my bed, early in the morning. That's already the third time I dreamed about it for a month now, it started 2 months before my birthday. This sucks, really. I just panted; I can still feel the bliss pain I felt inside my dream. If I was a dream reader, I could have known its pure meaning but I am not. I grabbed my hair and started to think straight for now. I sigh and looked at the table clock. Its 5:30 A.M., time to wake up and do some cooking myself.
Yes, my usual routine. I usually woke up 6:00 A.M. to prepare for school every day or even on weekends. I have a brother and 1 younger sister so precisely I am the middle child. My brother and sister, unfortunately, don't know how to cook or even do household chores so it's all on me. My lovable father needs to work every day that's why I need to be the mother for a while. Yeah I know you guessed it right, my mom died when I was still young and my younger sister is only 1month old.
I need to wake-up, go to bath, change to school uniform, cook, and then yeah, wake them up. Our classes are the same, 8:00 A.M., though we have different schools. I am 2nd year high school, my brother is 3rd year in high school while my sister is 1st year in middle school.
I knocked at the door of my brother's room. Silly me, he never likes waking up early in the morning. He just stirs in his sleep and then sleep tightly again.
"Brother, wake up now." I called out aloud. I can hear him stir from his sleep; sometimes I always wonder whether he's the eldest among us.
"Come one, hurry. You're going to be late again." I said louder and demanding this time.
"Damn it, Hime. Stop shouting already, okay?" He groaned. I just smiled at his reaction.
"Yeah right, stop cursing, okay? If you won't I may not let you eat anymore, forever." I warned. We are taught by our parents never to curse even outside the house, it is our nature and mine too but this openly gang leader brother of mine always curses.
"I am sorry." He said with a low tone. Of course I can still hear it.
"Never mind that, get out of the room now or else I will kick this door of yours. Father and Karin are both downstairs, let's go. We need to eat as one family after all." I honestly complained.
"Yes, I know. I am coming already. You go down first." He suggested.
"Alright, see you there, Ichigo onii-chan." I answered back. Then I went downstairs seeing both my beloved younger sister and dearest father fighting about some usual topics once again.
"I told you, Hanamichi is the BEST BASKETBALL PLAYER ever!" My sister, Karin, proclaimed.
"Who told you it was him, of course it's RUKAWA." My father protested like he was a squealing fan girl for Rukawa. You know how Rukawa had a lot of fans.
"Of course not. Rukawa is not even at the thumb of MY Sakuragi's dunk smash." Karin once again proved that she's right.
"No he's-" I stopped my father with a big huge smile.
"Alright, alright. You two stop now. Ichi-nii will come down any moments now. We are going to eat and rules, no fighting or heavy chattering in front of the food." I simply stated as I walked to my favorite spot and sit there.
"Yeah, she's right. Goat face, you are really like a child you know." Ichigo grinned like a Cheshire cat. I crooked my eye brow at the comment 'goat face'.
"Nii-chan, do I always repeat myself to stop calling otou-san as goat face?" I asked him as he sat on his usual chair at the table.
"Of course but I can't help myself. You know how I love calling him that ^_^" He sincerely answered with a smile. I slightly groaned but never mind.
"ITADAKIMASU." We all stated before digging in.
And so after eating, we went to our usual road going to our schools. Before arriving to our school, I met with Tatsuki, a best friend of mine who loves sneaking behind my back. She loves fighting and stuffs like that.
"Hey Hime." Tatsuki called.
"What is it?" I asked her. We are currently strolling down the road towards our school.
"Have you heard the news?" She asked me. I crooked my head once again.
"What news?" I asked he as she looked at me with a bewildered and astonished emotion.
"It's everywhere, you know. The murders." She plainly answered. She's really overprotective especially to her friends and all, she's always worried.
"The murders? You mean those killing of young women about our age?" I asked her with simple interests.
"Yes, that. You better be careful, Hime-chan." She declared. I know she would say that.
"Why? I know how to fight, you know." I just answered. It was true, I know how to fight and even use swords.
"That's not the point, you're still a woman. Very vulnerable towards men who pry on beautiful women like you." My smile fainted because of that. That's true, even if I know how to fight, women are always vulnerable towards men because even how strong girls are, ladies are always ladies.
"I know, Tatsuki-chan but I can take good care of myself. You need to take good care of yourself too, you know." I simply said while a small twitch of smile came into my lips.
"Thanks." Tatsuki- chan said. That made me wonder.
"Why?"
"For not letting me worry about you." Tatsuki hurriedly answered. I just giggled as I look at what's in front of me.
"Anytime." That's when I remember about my dream. Deaths, murders. It is said that there's something common between them aside from they are all females. Two neck holes and a great ample blood loss. Everyone thinks it's a vampire but out of instincts, they said it's impossible. Vampires never exist and so does werewolves.
But the feeling of something that it can be possible to exist; there are a lot of possibilities, trust me. I remember my dream, I can feel something weird in it like there's someone calling me out of nowhere and I can feel its presence even in the real world.
"Hime-chan, are you okay?" Tatsuki asked me. How long have I been pacing enough?
"Yes, I am fine. I am sorry, there are a lot of things I am thinking." I sincerely answered.
"Alright but once again, don't let me worry, okay?"
"Of course Tatsuki-chan." I vividly answered.
We just walk and talk about random stuffs. Almost arriving at the school, I saw Matsumoto-senpai.
"Hey, it's your senpai at art club." Tatsuki stated. I just smiled.
"Yup." True, I am part of the art club. I love art in a sense as I love music. MAPE is my passion and might be my profession. MAPEH (Music, Art and P.E/ Gym class which includes self defense) are subjects I like the most. I am normal in my academics, not too smart and not too lousy.
"Good morning, Matsumoto-senpai." I greeted with my layback attitude on the go. She loves it when I just felt comfortable around her, she even told me her crush is somewhere in my level. She's really kind hearted and we kinda have the same hair color together with my brother. Rear hair colors on the go, ne?
"Good morning Hime-chan, Tatsuki-chan. Getting up pretty early?" She greeted back with her usual warm smile. I smiled back.
"Yup, got a lot to do at school." I answered.
"True but don't push yourself too hard. We still have a contest to attend tomorrow." Matsumo-senpai said. Yeah, she's too caring.
"Understood, Matsumoto-senpai." I answered.
"Alright, you go ahead now, both of you. I still need to process things before going to class. Meeting today, Hime-chan. Don't forget about it." She said. I nodded my head.
"I won't Matsumoto-senpai. Good bye, see yah later." I waved my hand and she waved hers in response too. We continue to go towards our school.
"Hot?" Tatsuki asked. I looked at the sky and smiled at her.
"I love the sun."
"It burns my skin." Tatsuki scowled.
"It always do but… never mind." I just smiled at her.
"Yeah, let's get going already or else we won't be seeing your art works. It will be shifted to an auction museum, right?" Tatsuki asked as she runs fast. I followed and tagged along behind her.
"That's right, let's go." Yes, my artworks and the art club members' paintings, sketches and drawings are going to be auctioned in a famous museum. My most precious art piece there was that of my dream. I only painted the scenery, not me inside it. But the scenery and the vintage cross supposed to be vial necklace above an antique table.
4 hours later…
Museum…
Narrator's POV…
There are a lot of people everywhere gathering on every art works there is but only one art work stand out, and that's a dreaded art work with a cross necklace.
"This is a great art." A man with a long black hair commented.
"True. It garners our attention because this is where we always belong though." A man with a brown hair said.
"This is-" A man with a black greenish hair uttered in silence. He was amazed, which is rear for him to do so.
"Is this… Hime's-"
VIRORIUM SECTION
And that's how it is ^_^ Hope you like it. I found it boring but I am not the type of writer to just hurriedly go to the main event already. A little side events might do.
I almost got a writer's block T_T poor me
Well nonetheless I got a lot of cool information's for the next chapter… it's getting pretty much interesting for me though…
"Ulquiorra?" Orihime whispered.
"My hime… I have come for you." Ulquiorra stated.
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