Chapter 10: A lot of options.
Tsukune left the book on his desk along with the black ink pen and went to sleep in his bed. What he had written was little but entertaining, plus he have to do all kinds of movements when he will tell the story, he lived there for a period of time, it is disconnected from this world for a period of time and he was spectator of what was happening in the world of fantasies that, somehow, her mother instilled since childhood. Hear a story is not the same as reading, when a story is heard; it gets the most attention and manages to connect with her. When you read it, you can live the experience of the pages and connect with it but much slower but sure you'll do and never know it, most however, reading is advantageous; you can become a stroll through these pages and remember each step and what found there. Listen to a story is unique and sometimes, unrepeatable.
Tsukune didn't doubt his talent but was not aware of it either. His mind was full of fantasies and adventures of reflection and everything he liked, was so varied that he could not concentrate on one and it is not as if one will care, storytelling was part of his work but only a complement their original function as a babysitter, so he don't take it so seriously, despite that untapped talent was the source of their success.
He relaxed watching a movie at night has kept awake talking with a friend and fell asleep. After a cold, dark night, the sun returned to take possession of heaven and lit the blue sky, again, as usual. It was Saturday and was the selective day for everyone in the family to clean the whole house. Tasks are divided, the rooms that didn't have too and after several hours in a day of hard work, the house was clean and the clock struck noon. The members of the house bathed and continued to go eat somewhere, Kasumi was very tired, so she refused to cook for Tsukune and her husband. And then also went to eat outside the home.
Tsukune retook control of their time when they returned from lunch as it was three in the afternoon and now it's time belonged to him. On Monday would have to see Moka and should be prepared for it, so he let go of homework and entertainment for later and focused on the story of Ura and Omote.
In front of his notebook, pen in hand, sitting in a comfortable position set out to write what was story. His hand moved as fast as he could and his mind surpassed far, so he didn't understand what he wrote, also took some breaks when the phone rang, that sound disoriented him and he lost concentration. Tsukune stopped abruptly, even made a line in his notebook unable to write more and it was little:
Ura, the vampire, was very thoughtful, sitting on a rock, facing the small farm where lived Omote, looking down just to see her necklace of white beads. She could not understand what Omote had said, how she had offered to help, although they were so different. She thought how sad it was, and her father, she missed him and her mother too, missed everything. But not understand why her father had done such a thing just like she not understands why Omote wanted to help her.
"Perhaps in truth ... this is a punishment. What did I do wrong, father? Was it not worthy of your daughter? You always told me I was your pride and that once I would be ready, I would lead the vampires for you". That promise had made her father when she was a child, her father was her hero and idol, but now it was not, despite the criticism, even wanted to know the reason for her exile. "I always did what you asked me; I learned to control my instincts, I learned to survive, I grew strong and I learned the hard part: understand." She stood with one hand and lifted the rock where she was sitting and threw it into the trees, only one fell and thus, their tears also fell to the floor. "I understood what we were, I understood that humans don't want us around, I realized that we have to live in the shadows and I realized that no matter what happens, we are all brothers and sisters, we are all one big family and together we must always be. I understood everything you taught me but ... what did I do wrong? Did I disappoint you? Is this a punishment?". She opened her red eyes and tears were cleaned, the mistaken idea of Omote came to her mind and was manifested in her mouth. She thought maybe Omote was right, for a moment she thought about it, but it has rejected completely. "Father, if you saw me now maybe you'd be disappointed, I am being helped by a human, I followed what you taught me so far and I have lived in the shadows during my short time in exile. I must be crazy for talking without anyone hearing. You said that all humans hated us ... but now I see ... you're wrong, everything you taught me… not all is true".
Ura decided she could no longer refuge in the forest, suddenly the weather would become more dangerous for her and a roof will help much. She also wanted to talk to her father about her exile, which knew no reason. With that in mind, the next day she was more secluded than normal with Omote, she realized but didn't ask anything, maybe it was normal, just another day and she would be free, but at the same time, the vampire would leave her and she will never see again.
Tsukune had stopped up there, didn't know which direction to take the story, without Omote, the story will only focused on Ura and maybe that would not make sense. It certainly was in the middle of a crossroad.