A/N: I am very sorry for not updating sooner, I've been too busy gazing at pictures of Taemin and Jonghyun…Please forgive me-Scottie
I hopped around the room, trying to gain some warmth and energy before Mr Crepsley and I went on our little adventure. It was stupid not to pack something warm before I left and now I was suffering the consequences. I jumped from one foot to another as Mr Crepsley rummaged through a large, paper bag I hadn't seen before. On the bag there was the word 'Superdry' and there were some weird symbols underneath. I frowned at Mr Crepsley to show my confusion. Suddenly, something thick, red and warm was thrown at me. I caught it (thanks to my Vampire reflexes) before it hit my face. What my mentor had thrown at me was a jumper.
"I apologise in advance if the size of clothing is not to the right fit. I went shopping for you while you were asleep, so I was not aware of your size…," he trailed off and nervously stretched the scar on the side of his face, looking away. I smiled with glee and quickly put the red hoodie. You could tell Mr Crepsley picked this one out especially because it was red. My hoodie matched his red suit. As expected, the hoodie was too big so it went past my hips and stopped just below my crotch. The sleeves covered my hands. Abruptly, my chest became tight and a warm feeling spread through my body, causing me to feel woozy. I quickly brushed the feeling off (maybe it was just because I had slept too much) and walked over to hug Mr Crepsley as thanks. I had no idea why I hugged him. It just felt so right at that moment, but for some weird reason, I felt closer to him than before. The man in the red suit sighed happily and patted my head. I let go and smiled at him, feeling at peace. "Well then Darren, shall we get going?" He said, majestically putting on his dark red cloak.
"Yes, lets!" I said enthusiastically as I bounced over to the room door and opened it quietly so that it wouldn't wake up the other guests in the hotel. Once I made my way out of the room, Mr Crepsley shortly followed. The hallway was dark, even for the lights which were scattered around the ceiling. After my mentor closed the door, with a key the man at the front desk had given him, we made it down the stairs. As we walked in silence, I thought more deeply about my chest tightening earlier. Maybe I had a crush on Mr Crepsley. No, that wasn't it. It couldn't be. He already had a crush on someone else from what I found out. Maybe it was a heart condition, like heart burn. Yeah, probably heart burn. There was no way in the world that I would have a crush on my mentor. What if I did have a crush on him? How would I tell him? Would the vampire princes approve? Would he just say it is a phase? But the most important question on my mind was, does Mr Crepsley like me back?
I mentally smacked myself, remembering that my mentor and I were on a mission.
"Are you okay, Darren? You seem a little…distant." Mr Crepsley said, looking at me, concerned. I nodded a bit too quickly, which might have made Mr Crepsley think I was lying.
"Just wondering about what we are going to do tonight exactly." I said, trying to think of a good enough lie. Mr Crepsley sighed and pushed open he front door of the hotel, walking out and then holding the door for me. I thanked him and then patiently waited for his answer.
"There have been a couple of sightings of the Vampanese around this town. Mika has politely asked me to investigate in greater depth. I cannot turn down a Prince's request." He said with pride.
London was cold at 3 am so I was glad for the hoodie which Mr Crepsley had given me. The cold air hit my nose and I quickly pulled up my hood, protecting my ears from the icy weather. The streets were lit by street lamps which flickered every now and then giving off an annoying humming noise. As we walked, we passed several gangs of people each with beers in their hands, commenting on our looks as we passed, but luckily too drunk to remember us. One commented rudely on Mr Crepsley's cloak. I would have gladly beaten him up if it wasn't for Larten saying;
"Peace, Darren. They are just self-conscious about their own looks. You've already fought a couple if boars in your life time, why waste your time fighting another." He said, causing me to chuckle to myself. Mr Crepsley was right. There was no point in spilling blood over someone as stupid as him.
After a couple of minutes of walking in the dark, we finally made it to an alleyway. It had a door and the end of it, light was coming out from the gap at the bottom of the door. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me and I was violently pulled behind a large bin by Mr Crepsley. I landed in his arms with an "oof", but my mentor covered my mouth with a large hand before I could say anything else. Just before I was about to struggle away from his grip, something stopped me. It was a man who was wearing a grey hoodie and torn jeans. He had his hands in his pockets as if he was hiding something. The suspicious man made his way to the door and knocked on it. A couple of seconds later, someone opened a hatch in the door and said:
"Password."
"May the Vampires sleep with the fishes." The man said, pulling his hands out of his pockets and showing the person on the other side of the door his palms. The door opened and the man was let in. The door and the hatch was closed as soon as the distrustful man was inside. Once the coast was clear, Mr Crepsley removed his hand from my mouth allowing me to whisper.
"The Vampanese…"