A/N: I was waiting for another review til posting this chapter, but no one reviewed so I lost my patience! Thanks to anyone and everyone who reviewed, you are so coooooooool. Okay, be prepared for this final chapter. I made this chapter extra long!...Or at least I tried to. Tasty Cheez said in an early review how my chapter lacked detail. Well here you go, I tried to make this detailed, without being boring. I wanted to, well, make the end twisted so I did. (He he.) It may be unexpected or completely random to you but I hope you still like it. Welcome to the end...Yay!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fooly Cooly.
Chapter Seven: Vampires Incessant Demolition
Haruko was about to kiss Naota's neck. She ravenously licked her lips, she paused to let temptation take control until the point where she could no longer resist. She finally leaned in closer. Naota shuddered as he felt her icy breath traveling down his neck. He felt frozen in place. Suddenly, Naota saw fangs glimmer in the corner of his eye and a blood thirsty look in her eyes.
Naota shoved her away, and thawed the ice he felt frozen in, "WHAT THE HELL! YOU'RE A VAMPIRE!?" He fearfully yelled, and his voice broke. It was true; she had long, sharp fangs only a vampire could wield.
"Yes. That's why I had to leave. I wanted you to love and to eat. I didn't think that I could control myself any longer." She was gazing at his neck, her lips were trembling. As scared as he was he argued with her anyway.
"If you loved me enough you would be able to control it." Naota said firmly. It was hard to believe he was arguing at a time like this.
"No, the more I love you, the more I need to have a bite. Don't you understand? I am enslaved to you," Haruko responded, she began stroking stroking his neck. It made Naota's defenses drop, but he soon recovered.
"You don't really love me," Naota bitterly spat out at her. He was too angry to accept her love so easily. He wanted to avenge all his years of unrequited love. He wanted revenge.
"I'll admit, I do want to eat you very badly, but I love you." Her eyes were freaking him out, and the way she said it made Naota move closer to the door. She stared at him voraciously and licked her lips.
'Okay. Now I'm getting the hell out of here!' Naota thought as he was running out. He slammed into the door recklessly and then struggled to push open the door as Haruko slowly approached him. The door swung out all the way open and smashed it the wall. In a rush, he decided to go the bridge, again. He just had a gut feeling that he should. He looked behind him and saw no one. He started sprinting faster. The quiet glow from the moon was blocked, Naota looked up and that is where he saw her. Her pink wings were beautiful, they spread gracefully out as if trying to reach out to every star in the sky. Her green eyes could still be seen from below, they were darker and seemed hollow.
Naota could not believe he had not realized she was a vampire all this time. How she did not age after four years or change in any way, or how she had this almost an occult power of seduction. He felt foolish for not realizing it until now. He also finally realized he was fooly coolly. He was always trying to act immune to emotions and act coolly.What a false image of maturity he had. He viewed maturity as being stoic and immune to taking anything too personally. That was not maturity, that was isolation. But in reality he was even more vulnerable and emotional than if he had just tried acted his age. Because isolation makes the mind block itself from the outside world making it only more desperate to get back in, even if only the desperation is subconscious. He was so easy to take advantage of...
He ran into the theater against his own volition to get rid of Haruko while gathering his breath. He was panting and trying to gather his breath, but when he looked up he saw an army of mindless zombies.
"I see you've met my mindless servants." Haruko said from behind him. Naota tried running but a zombie grabbed him by the leg and he fell. He got back up, but Haruko pinned him to the wall.
"Don't you believe me when I tell you I love you?" Haruko asked, tears were beginning to form. She looked hysterical. He pushed her, leaving her without an answer.
He could hear her growl with pure resentment as he left, "I will kill you."
"I like affection and attention, but this is a little much," he said to himself.
As the bridge came into view, he saw Mamimi. His brother was there, too. The street lights were the only thing that light the area near the bridge. The darkness was suffocating, and multiplied his fear.
"Huh? What's he doing here?" Naota thought aloud.
Naota looked above to see Haruko giggling with a hysteric grin.
He finally arrived at the bridge, he was out of breath, sweating furiously.
"Mamimi what's going on!?" Naota yelled. He tried yelling but Mamimi was hypnotized by Tasuku's presence.
"Hello, Mamimi. You look delicious." Tasuku said holding her face in his hands. "I missed you while I was gone," his voice sounded did not sound sincere in the least.
"YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER! YOU LITTLE BLOODSUCKER!" Naota yelled, throwing a rock at his face. A rock was the closest thing he could throw, he knew it was not very harmful, but it the only thing he could throw.
"What are you talking about?" Tasuku asked innocently while effortlessly dodging the stone.
Haruko gracefully swooped down from the air, and stood next to Tasuku.
"I KNOW BOTH OF YOU ARE BLOOD THRISTY VAMPIRES!" Naota yelled.
"Naota? Tasuku?" Mamimi had no clue what was going on.
Naota paused, he realized she called him Naota. And she only called Tasuku Tasuku,he wondered why she did not call him Ta-kun.
Haruko said something quietly, no one heard, but Mamimi did. And Mamimi only looked down ashamed from what Haruko said.
Tasuku took a step toward them, "I don't think you want to mess with us. I could kill you very easily." He said into Naota's ear.
'Whoa I didn't even see him move!'Naota thought in fear.
"Here you go." Mamimi handed Naota a steak and a hammer.
"Thanks, um, and why do you have this with you?"
"I don't know." she shrugged, looking away from his eyes.
"Tasuku, let me handle Mamimi as you distract Naota," Harko hissed.
At the speed of light, Haruko was already at Mamimi neck, about to sink her venomous fangs into her skin. Haruko was hesitating though and whispering something in Mamimi's ear.
"Take this." Without thinking, Naota was about to shove the steak into Haruko's heart.
"Tasuku," Haruko called out to him. At her whisper Tasuku jumped in front of her and was stabbed instead. Naota stood there in shock as blood landed on his face. He couldn't believe he killed his brother. He felt a wave of relief, and he hated to admit he was so glad. He was glad he was no longer Tasuku's little brother. He was glad he no longer had to live up to expectations. He no longer had to live under the shadow of his brother.
Haruko walked over to Mamimi, taking advantage of Naota's state of surprise. She went down on her knees so she could be on eye level with Mamimi. She grasped her face with one hand and pulled Mamimi's face closer. Naota was not paying attention to what she was saying to Mamimi, he was still trying to comprehend what he had done.
"Haruko...," Mamimi looked so mixed with emotions. Naota thought she looked sad, and she look like she took pity on Haruko.
"I'm going to make this painful," Haruko muttered before plunging her fangs into her neck.
"Naota!" Mamimi weakly croaked waking him up from his trance.
He turned around, was shook out of his trance. He left Tasuku's body and took the steak out of his heart. Haruko was slowly sucking Mamimi's blood. "You taste so good," she grinned, whispering. Haruko slowly, rhythmically sucked Mamimi's blood. Mamimi's expression changed, but Naota could not understand what it meant, it looked unidentifiable.
Naota sprinted and pushed Haruko away. He punched her hard and she fell off Mamimi.
"Are you okay?" Naota asked, and he was leaning in down next toMamimi. His voice thick with concern.
Mamimi's eyes widened, in a weak, hoarse voice she said, "Behind you."
Naota turned around, but it was too late. Haruko revealed her fangs and bit into Naota and he sank to the ground. She slurped the blood out of him slowly and gently. She kissed his lips, and whispered something too low for him to hear.
Naota had the steak in his hands and stabbed her heart, but it was too late; he was already becoming a vampire.
Haruko collapsed to ground and her hyper green eyes actually ceased and became still.
Naota and Mamimi both knew they were dying, only to join the living dead.
"Mamimi, our scheme never worked did it?" Naota asked.
"Sure didn't," Mamimi managed to let out a little laugh.
After minutes of silence. Naota finally said what had been tugging at his heart.
"Well, during our time trying to win them back, I realized I didn't love Haruko as much anymore."
"Same with me," she agreed, and chuckled.
"I realized I loved someone else." Naota admitted.
"Who?" She asked although she already knew.
"You," he paused, looking into her eyes,"I don't think I ever really loved Haruko that much. I think I loved you all along, but never realized it."
"Naota, I love you, too. But I was afraid you still liked Haruko, and well, I still had left over feelings for Tasuku, also," she admitted.
"I'm actually glad we will become a part of the living dead." He said with genuine joy.
"Huh?" Mamimi could not comprehend why he would want to die.
"I get to spend the rest of eternity with you." He blushed.
"Me too. You know what?" Mamimi smiled.
"What?"
"This time gold is here to stay." Mamimi smiled as she looked deep into his swirling cold blue eyes that were gazing back into her radiating warm brown eyes.
Naota didn't fight the urge to kiss her, he crashed his lips upon hers. They saw an eternity of bliss flash through their eyes. They knew that this eternal bliss would last.
They laid there silently together, hand in hand, eye to eye, in their pool of blood. They were in awe of the angelic sunrise that was rising before them. And so they died and they were still holding hands. The sunrise was the last thing they ever saw, before they became a part of the living dead. And they lived happily ever after. Forever.
A/N: In case there is any confusion about the expression 'fooly coolly.' It was not a spelling mistake. Coolly is actually word that means cold and composed. So fooly coolly would then mean he foolishly acting cooly.
I know, I know, I keep redoing this story, but this will be it. I promise. Sorry to any confusion caused by all the deleting, retitling, and redoing.
Thanks for reviewing everybody! Especially: PenArtist10000, and Tasty Cheez! Well actually they were pretty much most of the reviewers...oh well!
There are some strings to the story left untied. I am planning on having a sequel that will clear some questions. Was Tasuku the real reason why Mamimi came? Did Haruko really love Naota? What was Haruko talking about before biting Mamimi? And most importantly, where did Mamimi get that steak and hammer? Hope you read the sequel! Well it's not exactly a sequal, but it is the story through a different point of view, Haruko's point of view to be precise.
Please review and I hope you enjoyed Demolition Lovers.
