Hey, my absolutely gorgeous peeps, here is the awesome chapter you've been pining for! THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS… you know who you are ;P! ok, here we go, FYI: warning: I mention the Holocaust, if you are personal about this, I want to say that I respect any and all victims and will not have anyone, but the most hated Rin, come even CLOSE to dishonoring anybody's pain or suffering and get away with it. I know the vampires have Japanese names even though they're German, but you'll find out why. The italics are her thoughts/flashback-with-input. Ok, now R&R!
Chapter 2
I was five when my parents, well more like my mother, sold me into the hands of Rintakeshi. We were in the concentration camp Ravensbruck in northern Germany. Back then, believe it or not, Rin actually… SMILED AT PEOPLE. (scream Don't have a heart attack, please!)
The first day I met him, he covered in odd injuries, his eyes emotionless, as always. He was lying behind the small, rundown 'cabin' I lived in with my mother. Father had just been taken away on a freight train, so when little three-year-old me saw Rint just lying there, she rushed over to his side. Of course, he gave me a (fake) smile; asking if I could fetch mother. I gave him a blank look, stating dully that mother was working so that the 'bad people' wouldn't 'come and hurt her'.
Surprise, surprise! Rint gave me such a sad look that I instantly ran to find mother. Talk about charming manipulator! Anyway, the confused me dragged mother from work to the 'odd man hiding outback'. She fell to her knees beside him, pleading with him desperately. It went something like this…
"Rintakeshi!" Mother glanced around fervently, "Why are you HERE?" She grabbed his hand suddenly, a fierce fire in her eyes, "Rin, take my daughter away! Only you can; Hitl--" He silenced her with his finger, anger flashing in his eyes.
"HITLER," he sneered, "will meet his end soon enough. As for HER, what would I gain with such a burden?" He glared into mother's face angrily.
Mother stared at him in shock before responding; "B-but, he'll kill her, Rin! PLEASE, I'll do anything…" She trailed off, eyes alight with sickness and desperation. "I know," she spoke frenziedly, "Rin, in exchange for my blood, please take my daughter with you," She locked her eyes with his furious gaze, pleading with him silently.
He continued to stare at her, striking fear into my tiny heart. He opened his mouth to decline, the word 'no' forming on his lips, when mother leaned forward, kissing him hesitantly. I cringed, turning around, as the vampire broke from her kiss and bit her neck. I should have screamed, but something told me not to.
The next thing I knew, Rin was squatting in front of me, completely healed. "What is your name?" He spoke softly, but not gently.
"T-Thyme." I stammered.
"Well, Thyme, you'll be coming with me." He took my hand and walked towards the exit of the camp. At the gate, he explained to the guards that he had 'personal reasons' for removing a prisoner from camp. "As Hitler's right hand man, I have right to do as I wish, or should I report you for treason?" The guard let us pass…
That was in 1942 (66 yrs ago). Around when I turned seventeen-ish, 1956 (14 yrs later), Rint began to force me to drink a small amount of his blood each night to preserve me from the aging factor of being a human. I am still disgusted at the very sight of the medicine cup full of blood (A/C: you know, those little cups you would use to take cold medicine when you were younger…). Pretty soon, I learned to accept the fact that, like how he drank my blood; no matter how much I struggled, he would always get me to do what he wants.
So, there you have it. Now I'm stuck, a vampiric slave forever, and cleaning the already freaking clean house! I know he'll hit me over anything when he gets home… like if his hunting trip went bad, or I refused to do something his way… like how I'm going to refuse to drink his blood tonight; AGAIN. You'd think I'd learn after that beating yesterday… I jumped from my thoughts as the front door slammed open, scattering leaves from the late fall season into the kitchen. The way Rint moved into the house caused me to discard my previous thoughts of rebellion; like it always has. The vampire was pacing the kitchen, but suddenly stopped, his back to me. I immediately dropped my task of dusting and rushed into the kitchen, stood in the doorway, and awaited orders. Yorizuki entered after him; heading strait past me to his room. Both of them were furious, though at whom, I could not say… ok, random guess here: me?
"Thyme!" Bingo! I rushed over to Rint's side, dreading what I knew was to come. "Here." He shoved the tiny cup into my hand, the blood filling it still warm. Uck. I took a step back, staring at the plastic thing as if the red liquid within it was the worst tasting poison in the world. I was close enough… He noticed me hesitate and turned to face me, his eyes darkening with loosely concealed threats. "Drink it NOW!" He barked, teeth flashing in the light.
I flinched fearfully; so much for rebellion… I gulped the blood down like a shot, nearly wrenching on the musty taste. As soon as I had swallowed it all, Rint punched me to the floor, kicking me for good measure. I could barely suppress the screech of agony welling up within me as he kicked me once more, but this time to the side so that he could walk past me.
I lay there for a panting for a what felt like forever. Every breath I took sent shooting pains from my chest to the tips of my fingers. Slowly, I was able to get up, my legs refusing to function for a moment. Then I stumbled down the hallway, into my closet-room. Once there, I collapsed on the floor. This time, though, I couldn't get up, so I just lay there. I hummed a tune of this one song I heard somewhere…
'sagasu hodo no chikara mo naku tsukarehateta
hitobito wa eien no yami ni kieru ( people shall vanish into infinite darkness; that's what that means…)
chisai mama nara kitto ima demo mieta ka na
boku-tachi wa ikiru hodo ni
nakushite'ku sukoshi zutsu
itsuwari ya uso wo matoi
tachisukumu koe mo naku'
(A/C: Deep In The Forest- Inuyasha ending theme song. I'm weird, I know…)
Slowly I slipped into an uneasy sleep, knowing that my cheeks now had two matching welts; and probably a spit lip to boot!
Zuki crept silently through the door to his room. He glanced around, scenting the air for his disgruntled uncle; all he could smell was Thyme. Thyme…. He gathered his thoughts and slid forward with humanly impossible silence (A/C: no, really? sarcasm) toward the tiny closet with only a grimy, threadbare sheet to conceal the interior. The vampire stepped forward, brushing aside the curtain with his hand. He glanced around at the cot and the girl's few possessions.
He let in a sharp intake of breath as he saw lying on the floor, eyes closed peacefully as she slept. She was covered in scars, welts, and bruises, though, and her fists were clenched as though bracing for the next blow. He crouched beside her, gently reaching out to check her pulse. He found himself stroking her cheek as he watched her sleep. Carefully, Zuki moved the girl to her cot, covering her up with a blanket he saw. Upon impulse, he swooped down to kiss her before turning heel and exiting the 'room'. Why? He pondered, returning to the soft greens and swirls of black of the guest room, What does he gain from hurting her…?
I awoke with a start, beads of sweat on my brow. Where was I? Oh, duh, my cot. But how'd I… well, we can exclude Rint from the line up of who put me on my warm (not really) cot. But that leaves me and Zuki… and my pet dust bunny…. His name is Timmy… ANYWAY, I was out cold; so Zuki must of move me… I'll have to thank him.
I hopped out of bed, changing into my 'cleaner outfit'. I'll do laundry today… I snatched up my clothes, after tying my hair in a messy bun, and headed to the laundry room. I picked up Rint's clothes basket on the way, turning on the water and sorting darks from lights. Once I got the first load on, I trod silently (for a human) into the kitchen. As I walked across the tan, stone tiled floor, I decided on bread and cheese for breakfast from a choice of that and…hmmm…bread and cheese. I took the simple ingredients out and placed them on the green, granite countertop; then reached around and grabbed a paper towel for my plate.
I set up a slice of bread and two slices of cheese to look like a 'cheese sandwich'… Once I finished my delightful breakfast, I rushed and turned on a load. The washing machine just reached the final spin cycle when I heard a small chuckle behind me. I spun around to find Zuki leaning in the doorway to the laundry room; his back to the kitchen and a smile on his lips.
"I see you're up early," the vampire stated, trying to keep a straight face, but his lips kept twitching.
I fidgeted, wanting to burst out with frustrated interrogations. Instead I sighed, staring at the floor; more like I was GLARING at the floor…
Zuki shifted; could hear him as he moved. What? Rin's blood does more to me than he thinks… "What is it?" I glanced up at him, searching his amused expression. From what I could tell, he was being serious.
"To start with, what is so funny?" I couldn't help but grin as he began to snicker again.
"H…He…can't even…do his….own LAUNDRY!" He clamped his hand over his mouth to stifle the laughter.
I smirked, chuckling, "Well, I don't see you volunteering to do it…" I widened my smile as he stopped laughing and reached behind him, pulling a basket into the room.
"Actually, I came here to do my own laundry, thank you very much." He was still smiling, though as he walked over to the machine.
I snatched the basket from before he could react; moving it so that I was between the basket and its owner. "Excuse me, but it's my responsibility to be sure that all the laundry is done." Well, everything else is my job as well, but that's moot point.
Zuki pulled a mischievous grin on me, his body tensing to lunge. Just as he was about to, a voice rang from the doorway, "Are you causing problems, Thyme?" Zuki stopped dead, his smile disappearing as he turned around to face his uncle.
Before Zuki could speak, I stepped between the two, placing myself in front of Zuki. "No, master, I am just doing the laundry." I kept my eyes locked to the floor at my feet as I spoke, refusing to meet this vampire's eyes.
"Good." I nearly fell over at that word. Good? Ok, who stole Rint? Not that I want him back…
Zuki slipped past me, slightly brushing my side with his. He strode up to Rin, a grin on his face, "Well, uncle, what are we doing today?" I could have choked; why am I not choking? What the hell are two full grown freakin' VAMPIRES going to do for fun? Chase moonbeams; play tag? Honestly… I turned around and removing the wet clothes from the wash into the dryer. I completely ignored the two vampires as the spoke to each other in soft voices.
I jumped at a hand being placed on my shoulder. "Hey, want some help?" I sighed I relief to Zuki's voice, before turning to face him.
"Where's Rint--urm, Rin?" I corrected myself swiftly.
Zuki laughed, "Rint is out shopping for some supplies." Before I could ask what supplies, he interrupted me, "Why do you call him Rint?"
I grinned sheepishly, "Rent is past tense for rend, which means to tear apart… Rint reminds me of Rent for some reason… and the answer to your first question is; how good are you at folding?"
Ok, peoples, here it is, was, were--oh, whatever… Hope y'all liked it… oh, and:
I Wrote:
A Boy Called It
by David Dude
Correction:
A Child Called It
by Dave Pelzer
Thx Tohru31 for that, I couldn't remember the title…
Anyway, R&R my dudes! Oh, and she doesn't really have a pet dust bunny… but she gets a squirrel and names it Timmy until--aha! No more for you! But the first six (if they remind me) reviewers for this chapter get to know the end of that sentence!!! Review!
-sign out: Greymist (yo, Emilio, what's up?)
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