This chapter is good. Trust me, I think it is one of my best one. And as much as I am tempted to go on and praise myself in front of you, I have crap to do. Such as read a book an right an essay on it in two days. I would like to thank my beta theallmightydee9009 who has been a wonderful beta through all of this. please review and criticize.
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*this disclaimer is for all the times I have ever used this chatacter and ever will.
The sun rose into the sky, lighting up Japan with its natural rays. Simultaneously, the sun gave the people of Namimori warmth and light. As the sun shone bright, more people began to wake up and greet it. All of the places and noises came alive again with dawn. Beautiful sunshine was sure to bring a beautiful day.
Melaine, with every ounce of her being, wished that the bright and sunny circle would stay down longer.
She was just getting back to the house when the sun peaked through Japan's natural mountains. The pregnant middle schooler despised the rise of that thing more than she despised McDonalds. It was annoying as hell and irritated her eyes. The moon was much kinder to her, therefore it was less hated.
Entering the house she was greeted with the sight of Ed laying on the love seat. He was too big for it and his feet hung off the left arm. He had waited all night for her return and had tried to stay up as long as possible until then. Alas, the golden haired man fell prey to sleep and ended up in the curled position with drool coming from his mouth. Melaine could get one of her many blankets and cover him up just as he did to her the day before.
She walked away, wanting to catch a little shut eye.
When sleeping beauty finally woke up, she headed straight for the kitchen. Upon entering, Melaine was greeted with the sight of a woman. Her metallic colored hair was held up in a high bun which gave everyone a view of a small spot imprinted on her neck. Against her ivory skin, the hickey now stood out as a tiny bruise. Jezebel was cooking some food on the stove while Ed sat at the counter, trying to read the daily newspaper. He was having a very difficult time reading Kanji.
"Where were you last night?" Ed interrogated the moment he saw her. Jezebel kept quiet, but her hazel eyes were watching from the corners.
She lied, "I was watching Hayato play with the Tenth."
His face showed a response of utter confusion and uncertainty. Jezebel tried to clear up his ignorance of what Melaine was talking about. "She was following two members of the future Vongola family."
Ed was thinking this out logically and wished Melaine was a man badly right now so the he could guiltlessly punch her/him in the face for being a reckless asshole. But Ed was well trained to deal with a woman's crap— and unfortunately Melaine was a woman.
"What the hell Melaine! You're supposed to be incognito, and you're stalking some mafia brats."
"You know Ed; I'm starting to think you are jealous."
'Theodor' calmed himself down and remembered that Melaine is an idiotic, selfish, illogical jerk. He still couldn't help put try to put reason into a conversation with the unreasonable "Why would I be jealous of stupid brats— who don't even know science."
"Yeah Ed, you are completely jealous."
His left eye threatened to twitch and he put the newspaper down, let out a deep annoyed sigh, and proceeded to walk out the door. It was so hard to deal with Melaine's crap that he decided to stop while he was ahead. Ed kept walking until he found himself at the Take sushi wanting the sympathy of his girl, Karin. He got sex instead.
Ed left for Karin. The reality of how that sounded placed a scowl on Melaine's lips.
"The job with Brow Nie is a success, I will revisit him soon." Ancelin informed her employer. Her only response was that of a light nod, the blue eyes are somewhere else.
"Five days."
Hazel eyes downcast, there was an emotionless reply, "Understood."
Business was concluded, and there would not be another word about it until Jezebel was about to leave again. Business was always brief for them; it would not due to ever become casual about business—it's how you slip up. Anyone who works under Melaine is forbidden to slip up. Accidents are forbidden.
The forbidding of accidents is another hypocrisy that Melaine pretends does not apply to her.
….
She was knocked up, remember?
Later, when Ed returned, the three residences of the house had a talk about the school reopening tomorrow. It was acknowledged that Melaine is most likely the culprit of its serious case of vandalism and tomorrow she would attend school as is had not committed the crime.
All of them (Ed, Jezebel, Melaine), were chatting about their (and Karin's) future moves. Melaine's left side was laid down on the white kitchen counter while she gazed out the window. She wore pin stripped pajamas which were airy enough for her hot body. On the outside she looked comfortable, but on the inside it was a completely different story.
The alien heartbeat inside her was thundering much too loudly.
She could now feel the vibration and it was a starting to become stronger, as if it wanted to make itself known. Melaine had only noticed the new beating inside of her a few hours ago. At first it was over lapped by her own body's functioning, but eventually it became strong enough that it ranked second in the most noticeable things in her body. The first is always her own heart, but second was the rapid beating of someone else's. With her hearing she could faintly pick up that small, fluttering heartbeat by the vibrations, and soon it would grow strong enough that Melaine couldn't deny its presence. Her mind kept contemplating about the tiny heartbeat, but her lips were contemplating the same thing Ed's and Jezebel's were.
Jezebel was very handsome in her lacy night gown, so handsome that Ed would not look in her direction. She sat in a iron chair which matched the glass table with iron outlining. She drank iced coffee from a light brown mug which kept her looking slightly occupied. She took sips of it occasionally and remained quiet, only speaking when spoken to. The only thing too noticeable about her besides being fairly attractive was her shiny metallic hair put up in a eighties scrunchy.
Ed, the one leading the conversation, had his shoulder length blonde hair let down as he always does at night. His honey eyes scanned the kitchen every now and again looking for anything out of place. The only glimpse of clothing was a white shirt under his louse thick robe, which had been a Christmas gift. He stood up at the white counter, hovering over Melaine and feeding her cherries whenever she indicated for it. He did not yet realize that he looked very much like a servant; he did not yet realize that this was what Melaine had intended.
They spoke in low tones of what was to be done after the birth.
Ed suggested moving to Finland or England for a while and staying there while the child was raised. He gave a few good reason as to whyt he place was suitable and with his husky voice asked Melaine if she would agree to it. Her response was that she already had a place of design in mind and when Ed inquired as to where that may be, Melaine told him that the Arc de Triomphe was very nice this time of year. Ed replied that that's very nice, but where does she intend to stay?
For this Melaine spoke to Jezebel and questioned her as to what her thought are on this. 'Where is the place I chose to live?'
For this her quiet voice answered with one country: Italy.
Ed did not have time to be mad at the crazy idea (Goddam Mafias there and the Pope!). Before he could argue, there came a long, low shriek of laughter. It was a chilling laugh that sent shivers down one's spine and Goosebumps across their arms. "Perhaps you know me too well?"
Her light, high laugh rang out and threatened to kill any hope. Such a cruel idea she implanted into the head of a person who only ever aided her. Why would a person do such vicious act? It is a question many humans who ever dared to become close to the extravagant blue and silver eyes girl, have thought. They were only human though, they could never fully understand her. And she is not too eager in the idea of befriending her own kind. They all prefer her dead.
Well, all accept one and he believes her dead.
Melaine, who has bad intentions and strange eyes, is still nothing but a child (emotionally); she was one for a few thousand years. After being a child for so long, its not easy to grow up. It was only over the last century that circumstances had convinced her to age physically and therefor emotionally as well. There is only one person in existence that can see the narcissist she is and understand that Melaine is little better than a child. It is not her (ex) lover, it is not her internal company (Karin), it is not her employee (Jezebel), and it is not her cousin (Vinny). It is dear, good Ed.
Ed, whose real name is Theodore, is the only person that can see Melaine's hidden youth. On occasion he even treats her like a child. He did that now by demanding Melaine apologize to Jezebel. He claimed that it was rude to imply you might kill a person to their face.
"Now." Ed sternly demanded.
She returned the argument playfully, "Never."
"Mel! Stop being a brat!"
Melaine eyed him with a weird expression. "Did you just call me a bat?"
"What! No!"
The talk went off form their and Melaine twisted his words to make it sound as if Ed had greatly hurt her pride and then she stomped off to bed and took the cherries with her.
When morning came Melaine was present at school as the three had discussed last night. She went to school and without trying had heard the new of transfer students. Melaine was sure that they were all bound to be weirdoes, after all who else but a weirdo would come to Namimori middle at this time of year. Suspiciously enough though, there were to be seven of them. All coming from the same school. What a coincidence, Melaine did not think. She knew to be paranoid and suspect anything out of everything. But she also knew how to be patient and let some things reveal themselves.
She played with the Vongola boys a little, but Reborn came to the window and the fun was over temporarily. So, she blew him a kiss and sat in her seat. With a noble posture and her hands folded together, she did give off the look of well brought up lately. It passed quickly though when everyone in the room topped to stare at the freak who answered the room.
She called herself Shit. P and looked as if she was trying to dress like an Alien on Halloween. 'Talk about someone who needs to be burned at the stake.' Melaine was already diverting her attention form the thing, but then she heard Hayato announce 'She's not human!" and he sounded very excited.
Melaine whimpered "W..ha..t?"
With her head snapped in his direction she watched as he began to put on some glasses and study her as if she wasn't human. Melaine knew that girl was nothing more than a fragile human, yet she dare to trick Hayato otherwise? Such a pretentious witch. Hayato's glasses were even fogging form the sweat!
Very put off Melaine had her arms crossed and glared at the gloomy boy who muttered his name was 'Kozato Enma"
"Like anyone cares." Melaine snapped.
Her head was turned away so she didn't see the boys' reaction. Not that she cared to anyways.
The rest of the class went on with the presence of the new transfer student, and like most dim witted teenagers they all were thinking about them. And none were thinking particularly good things. The day came and went, until the room's door slid open to reveal a very interesting girl who did not have the appearance of a middle schooler.
With a form fitting long sleeve black shirt with a logo of some kind and low riding jeans, Karin looked like a normal teenager. One who belonged at a concert, not a school. Though the most eye catching thing she wore was a visitors pass that gung around her neck. 'That is what gives her the concert look' Melaine decided.
All politeness she spoke to the teacher. "I'm here to retrieve Ayumu Hoshiko, she shall be excused from this class."
Melaine tilted her head and guessed what the students might think of Karin. Coming from a completely different time she had a face shape that no one else possessed. It gave her face a striking quality. She could be considered attractive by possessing pouty lips and a sharp nose. She had a very dark complexion and was exceedingly fit. Still, there was nothing too outstanding about besides the face shape which made her look a bit agreeable. With the features harmonizing together the only thing Melaine could make out was the interesting quality that kept her a few step ahead from being a plane Jane.
The blonde lost in thoughts murmured "Coming,"
Melaine grabbed her backpack and absent mindedly slid it off her desk while standing up. She looked a bit dazed to others as she passed out the door with the black haired girl, who convinced the teacher to let Melaine go. Being a push over, the teacher complied.
Hugging onto Karin's arm, she followed in step with her. There was silence in the hallways besides for some footsteps and the tweeting of birds. They came to the 'Disciplinary room' to find it completely empty. Not even the mean prefect was there. Karin muttered about Reborn making a deal with Hibari that was none of their concern. Melaine made a light 'hmm' in an uninterested response.
Karin opened the door and Melaine stepped through it. Karin shut door softly and sat down and the furnished couch where Melaine had already taken her seat. Reborn, all seriousness sat across from them without saying a word. For a moment there was a silence which would have intimidated most.
Karin broke the silence first, "I can imagine you know why I asked for us all here." She paused allowing for the tension to ease slightly. "The assurances that I have given to your boss, may not be so assuring for you. It is why I have gathered this party, to make all doubts and hostility decrease in its hold on us."
Reborn stared at her with no emotion. "You want me to let a devil dance with my student and his family?"
"Yes" Karin replied connecting with his gaze. "It would be easier that way for all involved."
"But if you are against that idea, I would gladly just kill them all the same. Either way I think it shall be quite the experience. It has been a while until a group of strong people gathered before my eyes."
Reborn denied the need to kill, "The moment any of them are harmed the deal is off and you're dead."
Melaine gave a light laugh, "Oh yes, because trying to kill me worked so well at dinner." Her amiable face dropped and revealed a harsh expression with cruel eyes. "Do not be so foolish. It is easier for you to break that curse than it is for you to ever kill me. Come back when you have grown a little baby."
"All possibilities aside. If either side breaks the agreement then there is only the future of unhappiness for both." Karin intervened. "Neither Melaine nor your boss would like to have anything about them revealed to the public."
Reborn kept his temper in check, "This agreement will fail is she keeps hanging around."
"This agreement will fail if she doesn't."
Melaine let out a wistful sign. "So it is agreed? This agreement shall fail?" She gave a trusting smile. "Then let us make a new one. A better one! Keeping promises really does not suit me at all, but I find that I am always good for a trade."
They all listened just out of curiously of she had to say.
"I think, that in exchange for the boys' company (and the false ignorance of my whereabouts) I shall give you a reward~ Hmmm….. Now let us see… What reward will a Vongolan like? Riches you already have, and power is not something you need any more of. I know…. Why not some information of sorts?"
With her charming smile at Reborn there was a single bat of her black lashes and a turn of her shoulders. With a slight nod of the head she was indicated to go on.
"No one likes rats. Especially those who whisper secre-"
Reborn rudely cut her off, "Are you claiming there is a traitor in the Vongola?" It was demand to know.
"Of course not!" Melaine exclaimed. "I am claiming that there are traitors in the Vongola. Plural Reborn."
Karin knew to interrupt Melaine from pushing the hitman any farther.
"Along with this, I shall guarantee and personally make sure of the Tenth generation's safety."
The world's self-acclaimed greatest hitman pounced up and jumped to the window. He affirmed the trade, saying he would come to retrace the information at a certain point. He left to tell his boss of the transaction that has taken place and what he want done about it. The girls knew this; after all he was the ninth's most trusted hitman.
Once they left the nice room, the two wandered down halls together talking casually of things. They spoke of the guardians mostly. Karin wasn't worried; she knew that Melaine would not noticeably harm them. Perhaps bite them, but other than that the promise will stick of their safety.
It was unwise to go against the Vongola at the recent point in time, and there was no need to. The Vongola had never been their enemies and it wasn't wished for them to be either. The traitors were ones that had been created by Karin. It was three of the upper echelons, one son of a guardian, and then a guardian himself. The guardian was unaware of his actions, poor Brow Nie had only confide snippets in the girl he had become obsessed with. Still, revealing information is the actions of a rat, but Reborn would not be told about him. He could prove to be quite useful later.
After their quiet conversation Melaine went back to class and slept until school was over. She had a habit of sleeping when things got bad. How could Hayato be so fascinated with this girl? It truly was the worst news she heard all week.
Ed had awoken a little past eight and groggily made his way to Melaine's room. His intention was only to take her laundry, but he had a more important concern when he saw her still sleeping in the large white bed. She was a messy sleep, with comforters and sheets thrown around in a crazy manor. Still watching lying there, facing the blocked window, Ed was gentle to her.
Without much force, he shook her shoulder and called out her name in an unneeded whisper. She never opened her eyes but she did answer.
"First period has already begun; there is no point in hurrying."
Ed signed and saw her point. We went to the kitchen and got out a bowl and cereal. He was a man who enjoyed big breakfast, but he and Karin could go out for one after Melaine was in school. He got the necessary utensils and glanced at the clock. He decided to let her sleep for ten more minutes.
Going to the living room, Ed was struck with the sudden decision that Melaine would wake up now. Right after the stranger on the couch did. Not knowing what to think Ed grabbed the guy and threw him off the coach.
"Who the hell are you?" Ed demanded holding the stranger against the ground.
He took in the fact he didn't look Japanese at all.
"What the fuck man!" he yelled shooting a strong glare.
He threatened to move and nearly managed to throw Ed off of him, and Ed noticed he had a considerable amount of strength.
"Who are you and why are in this house?"
"My names Eleazar and I'm here because… the pregnant chick let me."
Eleazar couldn't remember her name. He was terrible with them.
Ed thought the story matched up as to something Melaine would do. He let the man go and apologized, before rushing to Melaine's room and tearing down her blanket made screen. Sunlight flooded into the room and beamed upon everything and everyone in it.
Melaine refused to stir.
"Who is he Mel?" Ed questioned keeping his voice at a normal volume.
"Did he not just say his name was Elzar?"
With a furrow brow Ed decided to rephrase the question. "What is he to you?"
Melaine rose form her bed and smirked. For a moment the silver streaks were brighter than the blue which portioned most of her eyes. Voice smooth and haughty "You sound like a jealous lover." She gave a low and drawn out 'ha…" before continuing in a smooth tone. "Fret not. He is only my blood."
Ed caught on quickly to what she was speaking about. Melaine referred to him as her blood, because it was now her blood inside of him, multiplying fifteen times faster than his. A cancer destroying his human DNA so it may become her own. Of course he can never be what Melaine is, for that is something only determined by birth. He is born a human, and so he can never have real immortal blood in his veins. The blood that has been changes belongs to Melaine. What fills his body is technically blood that came from Melaine, so it her blood. He is now her blood, and therefore her's.
Karin had explained this to Ed in case Melaine did something silly. That was how he understood what Melaine was saying. But with that understanding came anger, he was furious that she did such a thing.
His consciousness could not condone the act, "Go to school. Now."
Melaine sensed his anger. It threatened to control him and so he left unable to refrain from breaking the door. The feeling burned inside him, and so Ed left. Ed knew that if he stared at Melaine too long then there was no doubt he would fall prey to his furry. For in him, there was nothing but scorn. At that moment he forgot the fondness he held for the girl who once saved his life.
Ed stormed out of the house, going for a walk to cool down some. After getting ready and talking to Eleazar, Melaine left to go play school with the guardians as she was told. On the way she marveled at how angry Ed had been. To think that such a natural thing disturbed him to this length. How amusing.
Though perhaps his reaction should have been expected, Ed knew what it meant to be changed into a vampire. It meant insanity. How could Ed be ok with taking way someone's sanity?
Arriving at school the teacher asked why she was late, Melaine responded that she was helping an old lady cross the road and there was a lot of traffic. The teacher didn't even get to answer because Melaine took her seat quickly. She assessed the room quickly and noticed that the Vongola class mates looked either too happy or miserable. She wondered why Tenth was so out of shape.
Leaning forward a bit, Melaine pulled a lock of Hayato's hair. He turned around and surprisingly, did not shout or glare. He simply asked what she wanted. In blunt terms she inquired as to what was with the atmosphere. He informed her that the Tenth was going to inherit the title of boss soon.
Her first reaction was a smile; Hayato seemed to have no doubt that the ceremony would happen. This meant Tenth didn't have the guts to say he didn't want to be the Vongola boss. Melaine figured that the guardians would probably get to the actual ceremony before he said anything, and that suited Melaine perfectly. There, at the inheritance ceremony, she would stand unnoticed and undetected by some of the most powerful men in the world.
It would be thrilling.
The irresponsible female didn't have any concern at all. She was marked with boldness and disregard for any consequences. With a heavy sigh, the middle schooler fell into a dreamy state; Melaine eagerly awaited the party she wasn't invited to.