Hi guys, I want you to know that I have gotten NOTHING! I know it has gotten more and more boring, I hope to pick the pace up. I've got a poll on my profile, and lots of cool copy paste and quotes and stuff. I welcome flamers, they tell me how I can improve the story to accommodate their interests while keeping true to the story line. You know, I want to go to court, that would be v. cool. I am obbssessed w/ lawyers. So Steph, PM me before you sue me, k?
I walked in, sat on his bed and started up my laptop. God, I love this thing. Then I knife came whistling towards me. I plucked it out of the air with two fingers and typed in the password. Another one came and I dodged it, and opened Pages. The third one one came when I was typing in the title. I collected them and threw them, pinning him by one shoulder into the wall without looking up.
I set iTunes up and it was playing a mix between Glee, Paramore, Lilly Allen, Koda Kumi, Lady GaGa, Selena Gomez and Katy Perry. The I looked up an asked "Do you need some help?" He nodded and I got up, grunting.
"How did you do that?" He said, shocked.
"Do what?"
"That! Hang, on you're trying to deflect my question!" he accused, just as 'Hate on me' Glee cover version.
"I'm a fencer. I have good reflexes."
"Not THAT good!"
"Well, I don't know." I shrugged.
He attacked me at vampire speed, his hands cupping my neck.
"Tell me, vampire." he hissed in my face.
"Your breath stinks!" I said.
"Admit it to me now, vampire!"
"You delusional psycho! Vampires don't exist!"
"Admit it! Now!"
"How do you know I'm not a vampire hunter?" I just guessed, I had watched enough anime to know that. Apparently it worked, he dropped me and stepped a few paces back. I drew my sword and pointed it at him.
"Just kidding, you guessed right the first time. Now, my turn. What are you?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"See, this is how I'm a much better spy than you are. Saying 'Why should I tell you?' means you've got a secret. I think that deserves a facepalm. You should avoid answering the question by saying 'You delusional psycho!' Works every time. Now, tell me, or you die. I've got forever." He sighed. He knew I had a point.
"I'm a vampire hunter."
"Thought so."
"What!"
"Anime lover, remember?"
"You never told me that."
"So that was in my head!" He gave me a look that says 'Shut up psycho'. Then a horrible smell hit me.
"YUCK! what is that?" I exclaimed.
"Dad's cooking. He's gonna ruin that and we'll order pizza. Again. Mom and my big sis Sakura are away hunting a stray vampire. They've been gone for days now and I wish they'd come back. They're are the only ones who can cook." He sighed. This struck me odd, so I asked,
"Do you want me to cook? I can't anymore because it's a waste of food. We can do our project while I'm cooking. I can dictate."
We reached the kitchen. I opened the door and an Asian guy in a linen apron pointed a gun at yours truly.
"I see where you get your hospitality from." I said to Kagame. The corners of his mouth twitched, what I took as his equivalent of a smile.
"Why is she not dead?" He demanded.
"She's too good. Besides, she offered to cook!" He offered.
"Well, then. Cook, no funny business."
"What funny business?" I asked innocently.
"Eating people." He replied, gruffly.
"Stupid water people." I muttered. He looked at me funny.
I had decided to make four seasons pizza, the italian way, with the crispy crust and everything. It was one of my favorites when I was human, and I had always loved it. I took it out of the oven, noticing that it smelt quite good.
"Dinner!" I called, placing the pizzas on the table and sitting down. Then a gender bend of Kagame and a younger wersion stepped into the room and immediately pointed guns at me.
"Yep. Definitely runs in the family. I slave over your dinner and this is how you repay me? Asian manners out the window."
"Hey, how did you know we were asian?"Kagame asked.
"I lived in Hong Kong and Tokyo for two years each. When you see them every single, freaking DAY, you recognize the features. I speak both Japanese and Mandarin perfectly, my parents were very strict."
"Oooooooooookay... We've got a vampire in our house and you are having a chat?" The look on her face was hilarious and so I burst into laughter.
"She made your freaking dinner! Her name is Tyger! She's my friend!" He ground.
"Yeah! What he said!" I managed to push out before collapsing into into laughter again. Then she shot a bullet at me. I immediately sobered up. What! I caught it and held it in my hand and stood up.
"Well, this is new. None of them have been able to do that." The girl said.
"She's a fencer." Kagame said. I notice the eleven year old and sauntered p to him and leaned on the kitchen counter. "Hey." I said.
"Hey." he replied.
"Do they do this often?"
"Yeah. Kaede and Kagame are twins. Kaede's a minute older so she thinks he's all her responsibility. He wants to have more freedom."
"Ahh. I'm Tyger. With a Y."
"Moe. You're really a vampire, aren't you?"
"Yup."
"Have you taken anyone's life?"
"Once. I'm pretty new. Only three months."
"Really? How do you stand Rochester High?"
"You mean Guantanamo High? I stand it well enough. Just don't think about blood and I'm okay. I'd have a reaction to blood though."
"Ahh. You are really pretty."
"Thanks. You should see my sister Rose though. She's beautiful in vampire standards. You must be hungry. Want some pizza?"
"Yeah!" He blurred to the table and started chomping on a slice.
"How do you guys do that?"
"What?"
"Run like a Vampire."
"Being a Vampire hunter is a way of life. You need to be a match for a vampire to beat one."
"Ahhh." I was satisfied.
"Tyger?" Moe asked.
"Yeah?"
"I dare you to et a whole slice of pizza."
"Okay!" I was going to beat this dare.
I took the pizza and took a bite. It was like I remembered. Amazing. I guess I was ranting in Italian because the entire kitchen was staring at me.
"Sorry." I apologized. "Language differences." and went back to ranting about how good this pizza was in all four languages I knew.
Okay, How was that? You guys better be grateful!
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