Chapter 2, sorry for the delay. Just as a forewarning, wont be regular, but will be updated. Anyway, I don't own the series. Or do I? Think about that…
I think that's about it actually. Dunno about anymore nonsensical ramblings that are important enough to go here. Oh, here's one. I know in the storyline, Christmas just happened recently, but for my story it hasn't happened yet, just because that works better for me, and so that I can write a Christmas chapter. Im sure you wont mind a bit of a rewind. I guess it's a 5 days before Christmas? Yea, that works. Onward!
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As Karin rolled around in her sleep, she realized she was awake. Groggily, but awake nonetheless. But still muttering from her dream? Something about "Ken…na"? No, "Kenta." She had been saying his name. As she started to blush, she pictured once again how she had managed for the first time to truly get close to him, and even hold his hand. They just sat there silently while Kenta caught a cold. And he had warned HER! Didn't bother her though. She stopped by every day after school the past few days to visit, even though he thought he looked terrible. After so long of not being able to be near him from her blood rising, she didn't care if his nose was runny or not. This may only last until her bite marks fade, but she can worry about that later. Maybe bite him again! And he was coming back tomorrow! She sat up a bit, grinning out of her face and blushing. It was only… (She glanced at the clock)… 2:30.
'I'm too excited to sleep!' she squealed mentally. 'I'll just stay up and-…'
She jumped almost a foot in the air, startled. There was someone standing in her room near the window. She hadn't even noticed him, and since he was looking out at the night skyline, it looked the same for him as well. He couldn't be that much older, 18 at the most. Still, to walk into a room with someone sleeping and not notice is pretty bad for any age. She assumed she was still groggy, because she hadn't yet wondered 'WHO THE HELL IS IN MY ROOM!'
His head moved a little, but he still didn't notice that she was awake, if he knew she was there at all. Pretty bad for a vampire, maybe a distant relative or friend of the family… 'Must be a vampire, otherwise he couldn't be in here.'
He had vicious red hair with long bangs and everything else shorter. They were even over one eye. He looked pretty stereotypically emo, like it was a joke or something. He was taller than Karin, but not too much. About halfway between her and Ren, but Ren was a scarecrow. He had a long, black cloak on, but as he took it off while still looking out the window, she could see that he had on a casual, slightly Victorian looking dress suit. It suited him well, oddly. Even his hair. On closer inspection, he was wearing vans. 'How typical. And his fingernails are black, lovely. But why would he take his cloak off HERE? I mean-… oh God, he's taking his clothes off…' Before she could speak up, his shirt was on the floor. But on his back was what shocked her. Wing stubs. 'So he really IS a vampire. And a more powerful one, he has natural wings, wow…' Yet, only one opened when he stretched and spread them. It was longer than the few she had seen before, nearly 9 feet. As she looked closer, wishing that she had night vision so that she could see better in the dark, she noticed that the other on his left WAS only a stub. It had been torn off. Not quite cleanly, but not all that jagged. 'OW,' Karin cringed mentally, 'that must have hurt!… Okay, he's reaching for his pants, I have to stop this.'
"Excuse me," she squealed in a voice sounding a bit higher than her usual. Nerves were not something she had at the moment.
Apparently, neither did he. Upon hearing her voice, he jumped even higher than she did, fell back against the wall, and knocked some of her books off the table in the corner. When she had seen him at first, he seemed very serious, but all of a sudden he seemed more like a timid kid.
"Wow, I-I'm so sorry. It's Karin, right? I just… didn't expect anyone sleeping on a bed, and just walked right in when I didn't see a coffin." "The skyline's nice," he smiled, a bit more comfortable now, while gesturing out the window.
"Yea… uhm, I think the spare room is across the hall." She was holding her pillow over most of her face, since she still had no idea who this was. He seemed a bit too young, only a year or too though, to be one of the other adult vampires her mother and father met with once a year. And he looked European, now that she thought about it. That would explain the more odd clothing tastes. 'Emo' was much more western. And his accent… "So, if you don't mind me asking, who are you?"
"I'm your great uncle," he responded, and after seeing her confused face, mentioned "mother's side."
'Oh, Karin thought. I thought grandma Elda was our only living family, I didn't know mom had any relatives.' She started to relax, and relinquished the pillow. She ignored the fact that he wasn't at all embarrassed to be in front of his great-niece shirtless. "Well, uncle, where are you from?"
"Europe. I came here to… visit," he ended with wide smile. "While our kind is about as spread out there as here in Japan, we're keeping up a steady birthrate. We actually have higher policies of secrecy there, which made it very hard for me to come visit here, and why it took so long. Last time I saw her was before she married your father. It's been a long time…"
"And what happened to your left wing?"
"Oh, uhm, I was… in a fight. Many years ago… in the mountains. It's a long story, and yes, that hurt a lot." The way he said it sounded quite a bit like a lie. Better not push it.
At least she wasn't shocked about his looking so young. When old vampires drink blood of young people, they can regain youthful looks. The more powerful the vampire, the longer that lasts, until they can control the age they look at will. Elda did the same thing, and happened to look just like Karin, which caused trouble. He must be strong then. But why didn't her parents mention that he was coming. She realized she had been silent for several seconds thinking, so he cut in: "Well, I'm very sorry for waking you up, heh. I like sleeping in too. Actually was a long flight over, so I'm going to get some rest myself. I'll see you tomorrow night!"
And with a smile, he was off. It seemed her parents hadn't mention Karin's special condition to him. He hoped it wasn't like with Elda, to prevent him from persecuting her.
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The next morning her alarm went off and she practically broke her hand when it hit the table beside her. Her uncle had moved the alarm clock across the room. Despite all the throbbing and nursing her palm, that woken her had up. She turned it off, and went about her usual morning routine. Looked like her uncle was the kind who slept with his door cracked open. She tiptoed by to get to the shower. While toweling off, she couldn't help admiring herself in the mirror. She hoped the affection between her and Kenta was real, and not because of the prospect of never seeing each other again from before, or maybe something else she noticed. It was humiliating enough when the WOMEN she worked with had her wear tight clothing to flaunt her… 'Endowments,' as the women and called them. But that was stupid. Why worry herself over pointless things? That didn't make any sense.
She finished, walked past all the closed doors in the hallway, got dressed, and headed downstairs. As usually, no one in her family was awake since it was daytime, and a bomb going wouldn't bring them out of slumber. While she ate breakfast, she realized that she was really looking forward to seeing him again. They hadn't properly talked since that night on the bench, other than a few minutes to stop and say hi. Most would struggle with makeup work the first day back, but he was a genius in her eyes. He seemed so much smarter than everyone else. A few people didn't like him because he set all the curves.
She took out the usual trash that she never dared to look inside as she headed out the door in the bright sunlight, making the long trek to her school. 'Just on time,' she thought as she headed down through the rows of trees surrounding and obscuring her house. 'I'm not even a normal VAMPIRE, that's for sure.'
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As Karin walked down the path, unbeknownst to her, a figure in a black cloak was watching her from the roof. 'A reverse vampire, huh? I guess its not UNHEARD of, but still quite an oddity. Well, a bit of color is always nice. Still, I'm curious. Especially about this Kenta boy she seems to have quite a relationship with. If she trusts him that much, I'm sure he's safe.' While still watching from the roof, he saw her go up to a house just at the foot of the hill the Marker mansion was on, and a boy walked out. They looked at each other shyly, started speaking, and soon began walking together. 'My eyesight seems to be going, I haven't had a meal in a few years, I've gotten so used to pacing my power. I used to be able to see for 5 miles no problem. That's one at the most, and I'm squinting… Can't see anymore, I better start following them.' And he jumped forward off the tower, large cloak becoming a huge, bat-like shadow that completely covered his body, he began gliding through the woods after them, careful to travel through shadows so his cloaks magic would protect him from sunlight. It was a charm he invented himself!
Somehow, Karin interested him the most. Not especially stunning, but her bobbed, layered, shaggy hair went well with her doll-like figure. She was cute. He began wondering why she dressed so formally, but then remembered that almost all schools in Japan have uniforms. Other than that, she wasn't different from any other kid nowadays. There was the youngest, Anju, with very mature, thin features for her age, flowing, almost white hair, and style of very formal, gothic period dress. She was absolutely gorgeous, especially in her black gown. And then there was the oldest, Ren, just on the border of adult hood, and perpetually goth looking with his died blue hair and typical 'punk teenager' attitude, as it was called. Quite tall as well. Carrera, his niece, had short hair and Karin's figure, and seemed to have quite taken to skimpy dresses. Henry, her husband, looked like Dracula in a business suit. Karin wouldn't have stood out any more than the others if it wasn't for her peculiarities. 'A blood producing vampire is quite something… oops, better be careful. She'll see me following her if I fly to fast or linger in a shadow. How much farther is that school? And… ooh, they're holding hands!'
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Mhm, that's ch. 2. im building up to a few things here, and revised this more than I usually would. Actually an important chapter. Anyway, please rate/review, and thanks for reading. Ill try to not keep you waiting too long for the next one!