Yo people. I have came back, but for this story right here. I loved the idea for "Cannibal" when I first started, and to be honest? It didn't turn out the way I wished for it to. So, right now, I'm revising the first chapter- This. The original shall stay up, so you can compare if you wish to. But, just be warned! I have a slight new way of writing, and the way I'm taking this is going to be a pattern: Dark, sappy, dark, sappy love, and so on and so forth. Another thing: This chapter will have a switch of first and third person. with his moving and new school things... I'm going to try a hand at doing the schedule, and since most people read the first first chapter, you should know that I have noooo idea how high school works. Just middle school. So, I'm basing some things off my middle school. Enough of my rant I suppose~ Well. Here you go!
A soft sigh fell off my lips, my forehead touching the glass of the closed window of the car. I looked outside, glaring as scenery after scenery passed by. I hated moving, even though we've only done it twice. But, I suppose being in a new country would be nice for a while. Glancing into the rear view mirror, I caught a small glimpse of my siblings and smiled weakly. Even if we were moving, they knew it was for the best. I turn my eyes to my caretaker slash "brother", and noticed he was staring at me as well. "It'll get better, Kiku. I believe you'll like America." He smiled that happy smile of his, and I sighed. How rude of me. I'm Kiku Honda, age seventeen and a senior at Hetalia W. International Academy; a school a teenager or child could come to from any country and not be judge. I sighed, rubbing my forehead and taking my mp3 out for the time being. I placed my SkullCandies in my ears, turning the volume up slightly before playing one of my many playlist. "Unreal Communication" by Rin and Len Kagamine flowed smoothly through my headphones, right before I closed my eyes. Damn you, Vocaloid. I'm a sucker for each and every song. Soon, we were all at our new house, moving things inside with ease. All we had to do was organize our bedrooms, living room, and kitchen, and then we would be done for the early day.
After three hours of work, we were all in the living room chowing down on some of Yáo's lo mein. I had shrimp of course, while everyone had their own flavors. I looked down at Tama, my small pet cat, who was laying on his side. I petted him slightly, before all of us glanced up at the sound of the door bell. Yáo sighed, setting his plate down and smacking away the hungry hands of a sixteen-year-old Yong Soo. I chucked, before listening in on some of the talk. Soon, Yao walked back in with six unrecognizable people. Each three had some type of familiar to another, and soon they each greeted themselves. "Ciao~! I'm Feliciano Vargas!" One of them, one with bright amber eyes and soft-looking, chestnut-auburn hair spoke up, one with a mixture of hazel and moss green eyes and chocolate-colored hair sighed, glaring at Feliciano. Hm... I wond- "I'm Lovino Vargas, Feliciano's older twin brother." Ah. That explains the likeliness on the curls and other things. A man behind them clasped each of their shoulders, grinning broadly. "I'm their grandfather, Romulus Vargas. I'm also the P.E. and baseball coach." I smiled at him, feeling a little bit better. Lovino looked over at one of the two blonde, and growled. "Introduce yourself, potato ass." With a sigh, one of them began. "I'm Ludwig Beilschmidt." He crossed his arms, looking at the albino beside him. "I'm the AWESOME Gilbert Beilschmidt! I'm Ludwig's kickass older brother." He draped an arm around his brother, and as far as I could tell, Ludwig looked more annoyed than he was with the name calling. I looked to the taller adult behind them, swallowing lightly. He was slightly more intimidating, but I believe his voice was the thing that scared me the most. "I am Logolas Beilschmidt. I'm the grandfather of Ludwig and Gilbert." It was deep. Yao introduced each of us, and I was soon having a staring contest with each of the Vargas' and Beilschmidt's... Minus their guardians. I looked away soon after, before closing my eyes and playing with Tama's soft paws. It took me a moment to hear the sound of eating again, and look around. The two families had left, and mine was back to eating. I quickly grabbed my food, stirring it repeatedly to get some of the cooled heat back to the rest of my noddles and shrimp. I quickly finished, standing and taking everyone's already finished bowls. I walked to the kitchen, getting out some strawberry-grape scented dish soap and making a sink for washing, and one for rinsing.
I heard footsteps, and groaned mentally. "Are you going to...?" I listened to Mei trail off, and I relished in the feeling slightly. I hated when they asked this. They already knew my answer. "Yes, Mei. I'll be back before 7:00." I muttered, drying the plates slower now. I felt arms around my waist, and sighed when I felt her head pressing into my back. She hugged me, and soon I didn't feel her presence anymore. I sighed, before opening the fridge and taking a Monster out. Setting it aside, I ran upstairs and changed into my... 'Outfit'. I sighed once I was finished, frowning at how much I looked like someone going to a bondage club: I had on a leather jacket, a soft, wool hood sewed on to the back. Under that, a pair of black shorts that clung to my thighs tightly, meeting a pair of black-and-white stripped knee highs, and finally, a pair of white high tops. I opened my dresser, pushing away some of my clothing and grabbing a few mint-chocolate Doves into my jacket, heading out the door soon after. As I headed down the hall, Yáo stopped me. "Have a good time tonight.. Japan." I looked up, my now hazel-chocolate gaze meeting his bright amber one. I did a nod, a small, sadistic, lop-sided grin appearing on my lips. "Hai, hai, China~" I purred, Yao smirked, before heading to his room. Most likely to sleep off his night side or to get dressed. I sighed, licking my lips before heading down the stairs.
You see, I'm not that average Japanese teenager who sits around and watches anime and hentai all day while eating ramen noodles and pocky.
Some would call me a vampire, and honestly, I guess I could be. But, I like the name "cannibal" better. No, I don't eat people. It's... Complicated, to say the least. My family and I were cursed when the day of my fifth birthday came. It happened unexpectedly. Yáo tried to protect us, but the blast was too large. We were almost claimed dead, but then.. It happened. We became creatures of the night, and nothing more or less. During the day, we were Yáo Wang, Kiku Honda, Mei Wang, Li Xiao Wang, Lien Chung, Im Yong Soo, and Kasem Chao of the Wang household. At night, when our other-selves came out, we were China, Japan, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Vietnam, South Korea, and Thailand. I don't know the curse in full detail, but apparently it will last until, as the stupid woman said, 'You find a love, you shall live by day and then fight by night.' I honestly don't understand what the fuck that means, but oh well. I grabbed my Monster, popping the cap and taking a large chug... Which emptied the can. I tossed it into the trash can, stretching slightly before I headed out the door. Closing the door and locking it, I stepped into the moonlight. I felt my body feel with more energy than before, my hair flowing through the gentle, cold air. I loved this feeling... It felt like I was free. But, I knew. I was far from it.
*-*_P.O.V Switch; Third Person_*-*
Soon, the transformation was completed. Caramel-chocolate eyes flew open, wide at first before they narrowed a little bit. "Kamiiii!" The new form of Kiku yawned out, doing a small back bend and flipping over. "It's been forever~" He purred soon after, licking his red lips. Japan, don't do anything stupid. Kiku's thoughts growled at the other, making him smirk. "Japan won't~" He began to walk to the park, his hips doing a small dance as he placed his headphones over his ears. He slid his phone out, touching his music app and pressing one of his favorite songs. 'Japan' grinned when 'HYBRID' by Vocaloid Lily blasted through, making him sigh. His peace didn't last long. Japan grunted when he bumped into someone, looking up. The man in front of him was growling, a permanent scowl on his face. His black-brown hair was greased back, and the Japanese male couldn't tell if that was hair grease or sweat on the man's forehead. "Well, well, well. Looks like we got some," Japan flinched at the disgusting sound of the man licking his lips, "New meat." Hazel-brown eyes turned, and noticed a circle was formed. He sighed, stepping back until he was fully in the middle. "Listen. I don't want to hurt any of you-" He started to say, but was quickly cut off. "I call first round!" He listened to everyone throwing cat-calls and 'dibs', before he turned his music up. "Time for you guys to learn..." He grumbled, smirking when the "Listen to your Heart" came on, and smirked even more when he realized that it was the upbeat Nightcore version. "Alright, jackasses!" He called out, getting all on him. "I go by Japan. If any of you wanna fuck with me, step up." He grimaced as the circle reduce its size a bit, the men from before never pulling back. "Fine. You all asked for it." He hissed, cracking his knuckles.
( A/N: Sorry for the sorry excuse of an action scene that's about to happen. )
Japan did a back flip, kicking a guy's head in before his leg was grabbed. He took the time to punch the grabber in his crotch, making him drop him with a grunt. He stood back up, punching a man before kicking one back. He yelped when he was grabbed and thrown away from the new fighter, grunting when his instincts didn't kick in and made him collide with a tree. He whined out, wincing at the pain in his hips and waist. He looked up, growling when he was surround by a smaller circle. Japan closed his eyes, allowing his faith to be met. That is, until a couple of gun shots were heard. The men scattered, leaving a tired and bruised Japan behind. A tall figure knelt beside his body, and he growled. "Wow... They fucked you up." He blinked, staring up into bright blue eyes. Soon as he did, Japan's heart filled with a soft heat, and he knew what it was. Blood Love. The one in front of him didn't have jelled back hair, nor horribly shaped eyes and random eye colors. No, he was far from it. He had soft-looking blonde hair, and eyes the color of the sky and ocean clashing. But, those orbs were locked behind his glasses; simple no under-frames. He was wearing a police like outfit, and last but not least.. That ahoge. Japan sat up slowly, ignoring all the words that fumbled from the males mouth. He growled (more like purred), before he attacked the man. "Hiya, cutie~" The man under him blinked, before attempting to push him off. The Japanese male pinned him down, giggling. "Is something wrong?" He whispered, giving a small wink. He leaned down, inhaling the scent of sweet blood. The larger male tensed, and grunted when he felt teeth on his neck, lips coming down lightly to suck. "D-Damn..." He murmured, helping when the teeth broke skin. Japan felt his eyes roll up, and he sighed at the taste of the delicious blood. It was so... Unique! It was sweet, it was sour, and so many other flavor-describing words. He pulled his teeth out, licking his lips before he fainted. Tonight was, indeed, a bad-to-good night.
Alright, I know it's... Short, and may seem slightly confusing, but... I'm back! :D I'm going to try and update every two-three weeks, but I have this big ass reading project to do, sooooo. Yeah. If I have enough time tomorrow, I'll try and update a small peek chapter about what happened to the the mystery man and Kiku. Kirei-Kichigai is out~!
