Hokoshuka x Predator Chapter 2

Aagh…my head…

My body feels like its dissolving…

…wait…what am I lying on? A sheet?

-where am I-

My eyes snapped open, startled by the unfamiliar sensation of a bed. I was staring at a high, crown molded ceiling. Window light gushed in through sheer curtains above my head. The room reeked of a luxury and elegance. Unnerving. I took a deep breath as the memories came back. I had been chased…I was shot… and …

"Good morning, Miku."

I shot upright, ready to defend myself, but it was like there was a vortex of dizziness above my head. I collapsed back down onto the silky sheets. I only noticed now they were bloodstained where I had been. My eyes sought the speaker.

The voice belonged to a pink-haired woman wearing a blue lace-hemmed slip that brought out the frosty color of her eyes, sitting on a barstool in front of a vanity set on the opposite side of the room. That woman who killed the vampires…I didn't want to admit she'd saved my life. She stood and glided over to my bedside, kneeling by my head. Up close she was incredibly beautiful, but like the rest of the room, that beauty repulsed me. Like a person repulsed by a doll that seems too alive.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" she said softly, concerned. "Don't get up. You lost a lot of blood."

I glared at her. "Why did you take me here? How did you know my – mm?"

She had just eaten a doughnut with strawberry icing. I could tell.

Because she was kissing me.

It only lasted a moment, a casual touch. But it left a vanilla taste on my tongue, like the base note of an expensive perfume.

"…my…name?" I finished my last question, unable to form an intelligent reply to what just happened.

She smiled, amused. "Everyone knows you name. You're Hatsune Miku, the most wanted vampire slayer of the infamous Hokoshoku gang." She recited dramatically.

My eyes widened. If she tells anyone, I'm screwed. The police will devour me like fresh meat.

I narrowed my eyes, shaking my limp blue bangs out of my eyes. And began the speech I'd prepared in my head for a time like this. "It's the government's fault for making a blind peace treaty with bloodthirsty monsters. They like to think the war between humans and vampires ended but – "

" – but you don't." she finished. "You don't have to justify yourself. I won't tell."

"Why are you doing this?" I was automatically suspicious.

"Why?" She rested her elbows on the bed, resting her chin in her hands thoughtfully. "Because I saw a cute girl shot full of bulletholes, and I thought to myself, 'maybe I should save her'." She touched my nose playfully. "That's all."

I turned my head away from her touch, letting out a huffed breath. It was hard to believe this person had been bashing in skulls just yesterday.

"You'll have to stay at my place for a little while." She said, rising. "You're too weak." I heard rustling as she pulled a coat over her shoulders. "I have to go record today. I'm a singer." Clack, clack. She had put on heels. "Just stay in bed till I get back, alright?"

She walked toward the door. Then paused. "My name is Luka. Megurine Luka. Just in case one day you want to thank me properly for saving your life."

She put her hand on the doorknob. Then spoke again. "Please don't worry. I'll protect you." Click. She had left. Somehow the room felt a degree colder.

Here lies Slayer Hatsune Miku. Rebel turned invalid. I was still wounded prey, at the mercy of I woman I didn't completely trust. It wouldn't be long before the united human and vampire forces would be back on my trail.

…don't worry. I'll protect you.

As the minutes passed by I wracked my mind for the last time someone had said that to me.