N.E.M.O.- so i listen to so many songs dduring this lol. i was having fun. enjoy and please review! Peace.

DISCLAIMER- I do not own Vampire Hunter D. The character D is not owned by me. But the other characters are owned be me.


Chapter 3

A One Time Thing

Dawn opened the door to the mansion. The door creaked as it opened slowly. She opened it slowly as if she was having second thoughts. She turned to lean up against the door. She motion D to come in. D put his hat back on. His hat was drenched from the rain, but he squeezed out the water before he entered. Dawn shut the door behind him. She paused for awhile. She felt awkward having someone in her house as well. Dawn walked in front of D.

"I am going to get out of these wet clothes...um do you want me to take your wet clothes?"

D shook his head as he took off his coat and placed it on his arms. Dawn nodded at his silence. She went upstairs to get dressed. D walked into a room. It seems to have been worn down for ages. All there was left was a worn out sofa and a rotten table.

"It looks like there was a fire here." burst out his hand
"It is just very old."
"But what is a girl like her doing in here."
"Maybe she has no family."
"She is just like you D. She is quiet, yet very strong."

D was silent. Left hand kept quiet as well. He knew everything about D. He understood when to keep quiet and how he felt.

"Just don't fall for her like you have been for every girl."

D was silent again.

"We don't want to cause another broken heart now do we D..."

D clutched his fist tight. D didn't want to remember all the girls who have confess to him in the past. He was not meant to be with anyone. He was on a mission and he was going to fulfill it alone. Dawn went into her room again. She felt stranger than usual. She looked outside the window. The sky grew darker outside as the rain beat against the house. For being an old house it holds up great during a storm. She flung her cloak aside. On her arms were the finger bruises the men left her. She was careless and let herself get capture. All of a sudden the man appeared in her mind. Then she fell to the floor on to her knees. She began to punch the floor with all her strength. Her emotions became on clear to herself. She was not sad or scared.

"I can't let him get to me...He is either a human or a vampire...Either way he will turn out to hurt me as well...He is like them...I can't let him get to me no matter what!"

Dawn turned towards the mirror to see her reflection. She has missed her mother so much. Ever since she has been gone Dawn's heart had turn cold to everyone. Dawn looked down to the indent in the floor she made. She sat up removing her hair from her face. She inhaled and exhaled her frustration. Dawn walked over to her PJ's. She took off her clothes and threw them to the floor. The bruises hurt a bit but she was use to pain. Dawn walked over to her mattress. She lifted it up to get her sweats and baggy shirt. Dawn wasn't much into wearing the whole night gown thing. It just wasn't her. She walked over towards her closet door to grab an extra blanket and pillow for the strange man.

"Huh, I don't even know his name."

She removed the cob webs from the entrance to get to the blanket. She stopped for a second. She began to remember how she embraced the stranger. Dawn shook her head in disgust.

"Memo to self: take a shower when he leaves."

Dawn walked out of her room slowly on her toes. She looked down to see him wandering around. He didn't have his coat anymore and his hat remained on.

"It seems he found the couch." she said to herself.

She grabbed onto the rail. She had to act natural even though it is the first time she is with her own kind. The rail was rotten from all of the termites that ate through it. Some of the wood broke in her hands as she gripped tighter with ever step. As soon as she got down the stairs she opened her hand. Her hand was bleeding from all the wood punctures. It began to sting a little. She ignored it and walked over to D.

"You can sleep here for tonight. Here I brought you a pillow and a blanket."

D nodded. Dawn left the pillow and blanket on the couch for him. She set a candle on the table. She lit it with a match that lay on the floor.

"Alright if you need anything then call for me I will be upstairs."

D was still silent. She nodded and went into the kitchen next door.

"Don't be rude D. Introduce yourself."

D stood near the couch. He was deep in thought. Left hand was annoyed that he was being ignored. Left had to think of something to catch his intention.

"Come on! I actually think she is pretty cute. She is better than the other girls. I mean come on. Did you see what she was wearing? I don't even think she was wearing a bra."

D ignored Left and walked over towards the room she was in. He began to watch her. Dawn opened one of the cupboards that had some extra bandages. The bandages were covered in dust, she blew it off. She walked over towards the sink. She began to pull out the wood pieces from her hand. The blood stopped flowing from her wounds. It just left stains of her palm. She turned on the sink slowly. The clang of the pipes rang throughout the sink. The water shot out and slowly calmed down. Dawn grabbed a sink towel and scrubbed her hand theory. D continued to stare at her.

"Hey D..."

D clutched his hand tightly trying not to get noticed. Dawn looked up. She sensed that he was watching. But that wasn't what bothers her. It was that different voice. She continued on her scrubbing. Dawn's palm had cuts and puncture wounds. She looked at it for awhile. The cuts began to heal a little bit slowly. Dawn noticed on her knuckles were red and swollen from the punching earlier. She turned around trying to wrap the bandage around her hand. D noticed she was having trouble. He didn't hesitate. D walked up to Dawn.

"Here let me do it for you."

He grabbed the bandage from her. Dawn was nervous. She began to finch a couple of times as he touched her. D had long finger nails but they were not too long to cut her. His hands softly touched her skin. His fingers lightly moving touched the ends of her hair. Dawn looked up at the man to see his gray eyes. She noticed his eyes were sad. She began to wonder what his story was. D placed the last wrap around her palm. Dawn shook her head. She was worrying too much. She looked back at her hand.

"My name is D. I am a dhampir."

Dawn's eyes widen. D. She looked up at him. D looked up at her too. Then D realized he was still holding her hand. He let go quickly. Dawn examined her hand.

"So do you have a name, cutie?"

Dawn's expression changed. She looked back at D in confusion. D raised his left hand to her as if he was annoyed. Dawn looked at D's palm. There was a parasite growing from his hand. It was a face of a man.

"Wow that is weird but cool. Ah yeah sorry my name is Dawn, and I too am a dhampir."
"So you're just like my buddy D here now huh?" Left said with a smirk.
"I guess you can say that." Dawn looked away.
"So who are you parents?" asked the curious parasite.

Dawn stumbled a bit with her words. She was too proud of who she was.

"My parents....my mother was human and my...my father is a vampire."
"Oh really which vampire?" Left asked as if trying to get D in the conservation.

Dawn stepped back from them and walked to the other side of the room to leave to her room.

"My father...I don't know anything about that creep...all I know is that he fucked my mom and left her alone."

D looked up in interest. Left kept silent from the answer he received. Dawn turned her back towards the two.

"Well it is nice meeting you, D."

Dawn went upstairs to her room in anger. D stood still.

"Wow tough life. See unlike you she doesn't know who her father was."
"It probably is for the best though."
"Yeah, but I still like her. I think you should keep this one."

D stayed silence and walked into the other room. Dawn and D both lay down at the same time. They looked up at the ceiling. Neither one of them could go to sleep. D crossed his legs thinking to himself. All of a sudden a creak came from the entrance of the room. D moved his eyes without moving his head. Dawn stood there. She walked towards. D was surprised she came back down to him. D didn't know if this was a dream or not. D's heart started to pound. Left was still asleep. D knew this because he wasn't visible on his hand. Dawn stood in front of D. She reached out towards him holding a bag of blood.

"You looked paler than you should be."

D sat up and took it from her. Dawn nodded; her face was still filled with rage. She turned to leave him alone. D quickly grabbed her arm. Dawn stopped in her place. She was stunned by his reaction. She looked down breathing through her nose.

"Please sit with me."

Dawn turned to look at the unemotional man. She ripped her arm from him. Slowly she sat down on the couch. She scooted towards the arm rest. There was an awkward silence once again. The wind began to howl outside. The rain drops beat harder against the rooftop. Thunder rang throughout the empty rooms. Dawn just stood there holding her arm where he had touched.

"Who do you hate, humans or vampires?" D said as he stared at the blood.

Dawn looked at D then back down. Her hair rolled down her face. She lightly combed her hair back with her fingers. She began to think of what to say. She hated being a vampire. Her father was a vampire. He basically raped her mother's love and used her for his own pleasure. The vampires have despised Dawn calling her half-breed. The humans in her mother's town drove them out. They were scared of Dawn. When Dawn was a little girl, the children would throw rocks at her and beat her. Until one day when the humans created a mob to destroy her and her mother. Dawn's mother stood in front of them letting Dawn escape. The mob believed she was a vampire, so they cut of her head. Dawn hated humans for killing her mother. They came after her just because she was different. Every since that day Dawn has been alone trying to find a home. Before the mansion she would always run into a group of bandits who would try to violate her and rape her. But she would always escape the grasp of the men. Dawn looked up at D.

"It is none of your concerns."
"Hmm I see."

Dawn stood up from the tired worn-out couch. She was done thinking about her mistreated past. She despised everyone in the world. She knew she could never fit in, even if she wanted too.

"Goodnight."

Dawn walked out of the room. The light flickered in the air. She had left D in the darkness. He sat there alone. With his fingers he squeezed the life out of the light. D lay back on the couch. He was alone once again in the abyss.