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Chapter 14
Mimiko sighed as she stretched and rolled, snuggling into the warm body next to her. Blinking away the sleep she looked up and smiled at Jiro's sleeping face, his face relaxed. Lying on his side with his long black hair falling around his shoulders and the covers draped low across his waist made him look like some sort of dark fallen angel. Silently she reached up to push some of his hair away from his face, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his forehead. She glanced down and smiled as his eyes followed her movements, a grin pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"If you're going to kiss me good morning," he murmured pulling her under him, his hair tossed to the side, "you should do it like this."
Jiro's mouth slanted over her own kissing her with the same fire and passion as last night. She drew away and smiled up at him. "Hmm, why should I, when you're just gonna take over?" she asked nibbling his collar bone.
He moaned, letting his head fall back for her kisses. "I may be tempted to let you take over every once in a while."
She grabbed onto his arms and rolled them over, "Hmm, like now?" she grinned, her hair falling in a curtain around their faces as she kissed him deeply, rubbing herself against him in a delicious caress. He groaned grabbed her hips and bucked up into her. She gasped pulling back and settling her hips over his. He sat up his hands sliding slowly over her back and around to cup her breasts as she reached back and cupped him, lining him up with her entrance. Sliding down she sighed as he completely filled her, the fire of last nights' escapades reigniting. His lips settled on her neck as she began to rock against him, her hands coming up to grasp his shoulders as his thumbs circled her nipples.
Her body arched back, hair falling like a waterfall of chocolate as he pumped up into her, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She began panting trying to stay quiet as he gazed up into her flushed face. Her eyes heavy and lust-filled mirrored his as he sucked on her neck, before trailing down to her left nipple. She gasped as he took her into his mouth and laid back. She had no choice but to follow. Mimiko rocked harder against him as he sucked on her breast and toyed with the other. His right hand grabbed her hip forcing her farther down on him. Sitting back she sat up using her thigh muscles to pull her up so she could impale herself on his hard cock. Her hands slid up her body gathering her hair in a tangled mess before arching back as the beginning of an orgasm started ripping through her.
Suddenly the world spinned as she was tossed backwards, legs splayed as Jiro surged forward into her, jack-hammering her body into submission. "Scream for me Mimiko." Jiro growled and she cried out as his thrusts pistoned into her g-spot.
"J-Jiro!" she cried out, clawing at his back as he pounded faster into her, using his vampire speed. Her voice stuttered as she tried to call his name again, suddenly she couldn't take it anymore, her body clamping down as she arched back and opened her mouth in a scream. Jiro groaned loudly as his release came seconds after hers and emptied himself inside her. His arms trembling, he lowered himself before rolling to the side, pulling her with him so as to keep himself embedded into her hot depths.
After a few minutes of recovery, Mimiko shifted looking up at him, her face still flushed. "You know, if we don't get out of this bed right now, we won't get out for days." She smiled.
Jiro chuckled and groaned when he slipped out of her. She gasped at the sensation before getting up and heading towards the shower. She felt arms surround her seconds later and rolled her eyes. "No Jiro!" she cried in an exasperated voice. "You are not showering with me, not today anyway."
"Mmm! But Mimiko!" he whined, his hand trailing across her body to slip between her thighs. "I can help wash your back." He grinned into her shoulder.
Turning she pushed him lightly back. "Nu-uh, I can manage, go make breakfast or something." Before he could reply she ran into the bathroom and locked the door on him.
"You know I can just break down the door." He stated.
A laugh was her reply as he heard the water start for the shower. Shaking his head he smirked and threw on his pants and a button-up shirt before tromping downstairs. Reaching the kitchen he saw the phone and decided to call Kotaro and make sure he was alright. Dialing the number for Lord Dragon's home he began searching for the skillet, placing it on the stove and spraying it with oil before grabbing some eggs and bacon from the fridge.
"Hello?" asked a woman's voice, probably one of the maids.
"Hello and good morning, I need to speak to Kotaro Mochizuki please." He said in his superior voice before cracking an egg and placing it in the skillet along with four more and six slices of bacon.
"I'll transfer you to him right away."
Jiro cooked while he waited for Kotaro to pick up the phone, idly daydreaming about Mimiko upstairs in her shower. Water would drip down her body and her nipples would perk up at the feel of warm water on her skin coupled with the cooler steam. He jumped when a voice answered the phone.
"Jiro?" asked Kotaro his voice still old sounding.
"Kotaro," Jiro grinned, "how are you?"
"Good, did you finally get together with Mimiko?" Kotaro asked and Jiro blushed.
"Uh…"
"YOU MESSED UP AGAIN?" Kotaro cried.
"N-no!" Jiro stuttered. "We're together now, I told her I loved her and she believes me."
"Finally!" Kotaro growled exasperated, "If you had messed this time up I would have beaten you up myself."
Jiro chuckled as he moved the now cooked breakfast to two plates. Turning off the stove he set the skillet on a different burner to cool before searching for glasses. "Are you coming back any time soon little brother?"
"No, I'm needed here." Kotaro replied his voice sounding off.
Jiro focused in on him now. "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
"Kotaro?"
Kotaro sighed and paused for a moment before replying. "There was a small Kowloon outbreak in sector five this morning. It's all been taken care of but we can't figure out how this could have happened. One minute they were perfectly fine and the next they were attacking. At least that's what one of the survivors said before he too transformed into a Kowloon and we had to kill him."
"It's happening already?" Jiro asked. "Do you need us to come to you?"
"No, enjoy this time together and keep up her training, I'll be safe here at Sei's."
"You're sure?"
"Yes!" Kotaro sighed exasperated again.
Jiro chuckled. "Alright, call us if you need anything."
"Will do! Tell Mimi I said hi and that I'm glad you two are finally together."
"I will, good bye Kotaro."
Mimiko came down the stairs, a short robe wrapped around her body and Jiro watched as she sauntered up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist before placing a quick kiss on his chest over his heart. "So what did Kotaro say?" she asked before heading towards her plate.
"Hmm?" he asked staring at where the robe landed on her upper thighs.
She glanced at him and rolled her eyes, how could he still want to have sex? She wondered. "Jiro!" she snapped her fingers and he jerked his eyes meeting hers, "I asked what did Kotaro say?"
"Oh, he said hi and that he was glad we were finally together." He started and she smiled happily but her smile quickly slipped away when he told her the news of the outbreak in the sector five.
"They just turned without warning?" she asked.
"Yeah, it was the weirdest thing."
Suddenly Mimiko gasped thinking back to the day of her death. Those crates were filled with blood packets, blood packets filled with Kowloon blood. "Oh no." she cried almost dropping the plate. "Jiro the blood, it's in the blood."
"What do you mean?" he asked holding her arms trying to calm her down.
Mimiko quickly set her plate aside and grabbed his hand, dragging him upstairs towards their room. "The day I died, I had found out about the shack that Walkerman had used with Cassa in the Special Zone." She said as she tossed aside her towel and started getting dressed. "Inside the shack were tons of crates, each one filled with blood packs. I think they somehow found a way to put Kowloon blood in the packs, maybe by diluting it somehow so it changes them at different times." She explained.
"If it's in the blood then who knows how many crates they delivered to hospitals and blood banks throughout the Special Zone. We could be infested without even knowing it."
"I know, we need to let Lord Dragon know immediately. Call him while I finish getting ready."
Jiro turned to the phone on their night stand and dialed. Suddenly the operators' voice came on. Frowning he hung up and tried again. Again the operator. "Shit!" he growled.
"What's wrong?" she asked sliding into her coat and boots.
"The lines been cut or something. I can't get through."
"We'll have to go warn them ourselves." She replied racing out the door to the basement and grabbing her sword. Jiro followed buttoning the rest of his coat and holding his hat.
"Take more than just your sword; we don't know what we'll come up against now." He instructed grabbing his sword and loading a pistol.
"Already ahead of you." She smiled as she moved her coat to the side showing him two swords and a pistol. "Not to mention I've got a dagger in my boot and a few throwing stars hidden in my coat."
"I think I just fell for you all over again." He grinned, picking up a retractable staff.
"Ready?" she asked, excitement laced in her voice and he frowned.
"Mimiko, this isn't like training, this is the real deal. We don't know what or who is out there. Be careful." He growled.
"I will," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'll be fine, you be careful too." She quickly kissed him and they made their way up the stairs and out the front doors. No one could have prepared them for what would happen next.
"ATTACK!" Came a woman's cry as they rounded the second corner to their destination.
Suddenly they were surrounded as fifty vampires jumped from rooftops and revealed themselves from their hiding places. Only these were no longer vampires, they were the mindless beasts known as the Kowloon Children. Jiro and Mimiko bumped back to back as they surveyed the Kowloon around them, pulling out their swords and attacking right back. Mimiko swiped at every vampire that landed in front of her and felt a gratifying sensation as her sword sliced and diced them, turning them quickly into grey ash. Though along with that sensation came the one where she felt guilty for this happening to them. These were innocent vampires or people who had become Kowloon all because of tainted blood packs.
"CASSA!" Jiro cried and Mimiko turned to glance towards him.
Two Kowloon Children attacked her as she became distracted and knocked her sword away; kicking them back she quickly drew her second sword and slipped her stars into her hand. She threw them with ease at the few that lunged towards her, hitting them between the eyes. She didn't have time to congratulate herself for hitting her mark; she ducked and dodged oncoming Kowloon, drawing her pistol to help aid in downing more of them. The gun clicked as she ran out of bullets and she used the butt to knock out another one before cutting him down and tossing the gun aside. Glancing back again she saw Jiro caught up in a fight with Cassa, a Kowloon creeping up behind him. Reaching down she grabbed her dagger throwing it with accuracy into the back of its head, dusting it on the spot before turning back to fight more of the Kowloon that seemed to be multiplying in front of her.
Again her sword was knocked from her hand and she was faced with twenty Kowloon. "JIRO!" she cried. "I NEED YOUR STAFF!"
She heard a shinging sound and quickly caught the retractable staff and opened it, swinging it around and knocking the Kowloon back with every swipe. She fought as she tried to find one of her swords to fight these guys better. Using the staff as she had before in her fight against Jiro and Kotaro she used it to kick them back into walls. But as soon as they went down, they popped right back up. Finally she saw a glint of metal and fought her way through the pests to grab it. Suddenly a boy in a yellow coat, Yafuri, appeared before her.
"I don't think so." He grinned and she growled, twirling her staff around and swiping at him.
He jumped drawing his sword and lunging at her. She blocked his thrusts as she backed closer and closer to her weapon. Hitting her ankle against it she grabbed the end of her staff and jabbed at Yafuri. He leaped back and she slid her foot under the hilt flipping it up and catching it in mid-air. She retracted the staff and waited for him to lunge in again.
"Impressive." He grinned. "But impressive isn't good enough." He lunged for her and she snaked her blade across his, aiming for his heart.
He drew back and she slid into a crescent shaped slice. He blocked her and went for his own strike, nicking her arm in the process. He laughed and Mimiko growled, speeding up her thrusts against him. He dodged still laughing and suddenly she felt a hard thump at the base of her neck. Her body went numb and she fell forward, sword clashing against the ground as she fell next to it hard.
"Yafuri!" Cassa growled. "I told you to let me handle this on my own. You almost killed her you idiot!"
"Sorry sis." He mumbled.
Mimiko tried to open her eyes seeing Jiro laying a few feet from her. She crawled towards him and Yafuri laughed. "HA! Look at that, the pathetic woman is running away."
Mimiko ignored him, eyes only for Jiro who was surrounded by Kowloon Children. "Stay away from him." She growled her voice so low no one heard. "Stay away from him." She growled louder as she got closer and slid between the circle. Crawling so she was positioned defensively over him, she glared icily. "I said, STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM!" she screamed and threw her hands up as the Kowloon Children attacked.
The air crackled with energy and the air boomed as lightning shot from Mimiko's hands to hit each Kowloon Child surrounding her and Jiro. As each one fell to dust at her feet she passed out, the Kowloon King's power pulsing through her, causing Sei's seal to force her into unconsciousness. Cassa stared at her, eyes wide at the power this girl had.
She grinned madly, "Oh yes Mimiko, we definitely could have been friends if we had met earlier." She chuckled as she stooped over the girl and tossed her over her shoulder. "Come Yafuri, it's time we begin this war."
"What about the Silverblade?" he asked still bloodthirsty.
"Leave him, we need a messenger." And with that she faded with Mimiko on her shoulder into mist. Yafuri sighed and began running towards their hideout on foot, for he was not yet old enough or gifted enough to teleport himself the way Cassa did.