Mikoto rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest, cocked her head to the side. "Why not?" She immediately said a little antagonistic, "what's a boy going to do with the little girl?" She said thinning her eyes, "well… Pervert." She snapped, her words followed by a low soft growl. A warning of such. As her chest vibrated, her index finger anxiously tapping her upper arm, "well… Perv…"
Ronan cupped his hands, filling them with water, slightly leaned forward and poured the water over his head, then turned, shifted his attention to the young angry girl. The expression on her face told him she was pissed. The way she held herself told him she was pissed. The glare coming from her thinned eyes, the rapid tapping of her finger told him she was pissed. He groaned, great he thought. She is pissed.
He calmly rocked his head side to side, opening the small bottle and poured out a thick clear liquid into his hand, reached up and began to wash his hair, Why me? His neck cracked. "First…" He said, "if she was close to my age… Or older…" He smirked, shrugged his shoulders, "yeah… Sure… I'd be a pervert." He said flatly. "Most vampires are willing." He said as a matter of fact. "Second…" He said, "I'd coddle, nuzzle, keep her close and say her name, play with her. She'd have plenty of interaction. The way a new queen should… And yes, if she wished to… whether it was day or night… Yeah…" He nodded, "I'd sleep with her."
Mikoto's eyes popped, her heart slammed her chest, blinking in surprise. "Whwhat are… You're…" She growled, "actually a pervert… And you openly admit it. I should…" a trail of redlines appeared behind her nails as she dragged them over her skin, which immediately healed, bluish white sparks leapt from her hair.
"But…" He grinned, "when I said sleep with her… It's not what you're thinking…" opening his eyes wider, "pervert." He laughed, "a young queen requires constant attention, surrounded by many wolves, humans and vampires… Oh my." He said whimsically. "That way they become familiar with everyone… Even changelings." He said, taking a breath, "do you know why?" He asked, assuming she should.
Mikoto silently moved her head left to right, her brow furrowed. He blinked his surprise, "really…" His eyebrows went up, taken back. He glimpsed at Anastasia, whispered, not that it mattered, "you're really screwing up." He said, shaking his head, letting out a long disappointed sigh, his shoulders slumped, "back in the day…" He said, "Man, do I sound ancient. Anyway, before the first vampiric Empire which was some thousands and thousands of years ago. Queens would rise and fall like weeds as other Queens would attack and kill them. Vampires, wolves, humans fought endless wars over the centuries. There was no stability, no guidance. Then one day… A single Queen arose gathering an army of vampires, wolves even humans and launched a conquest. Queen after queen, city after city, village after village collapsed. But despite the carnage all the young of the defeated Queens were spared, gathered up and raised together with wolves and humans. And after a bloody decade, stability rose across the land." He said dramatically spreading his shampooed soaked covered hands." That is why there a many small kingdoms ruled by vampires."
"What's that got to do with everything." Mikoto said. He drew a quick breath, dropping his hands to his side, smacking his legs, soapsuds splattered across the floor.
"Senessa…" He said with a hint of regret, "is very young. She might be two years old" he said, "I believe. I can't really say for sure… she is small, and she's been isolated which means very little interaction. i hope you're familiar with how royal vampire age'?" he asked, a little worried. Mikoto answered with a restrained bow of her head. "right, "he said, "their original year is equal to seven human years of growth then it's normal like humans. I'm hoping she's eight." He gestured with his chin to the main room, "hear that." He said. There was laughing, chuckling, high-pitched chirping, splashing water… Joy.
"She's eating it up, afraid it will be snatched away, and her life would end today. She hasn't been taught how to speak. All she can do is chirp, vocal calls and point." His voice broke. Mikoto flinched, stiffened her eyebrows. "She now has a name. They say her name every time they are near. They kiss, pampered and caress her body letting her know, She's okay. But she's dying inside." He said, "you can't even feel her aura anymore, its' that weak. Hell, she might as well be a human." He said, exhaling.
"Dying!?" Mikoto's heart shattered, it felt like a hot cinder stoked dry grass.
"when I got her, she'd given up…barely moving. It was only when she hit the ground… it seemed to kickstart something." he said, "almost like hey it's time…and she put up a challenge." He shook his head, "fortunately it was with me." Mikoto sneered, " or unfortunately."
"hmmm…" he shrugged "maybe you're right...smartass." he grinned. "anyway…" he exhaled, "and when I say she's dying, I mean she's not use to the attention. It's like sugar overload for a diabetic. And one reason you can't have her is that you" he looked at Anastasia, "have Gwenhwyfar or commonly known as little Gwen. There is no way she could deal with being with another baby queen…her ego would be obliterated. Little Gwen would run all over her like she was roadkill," he said, shaking his head, "and you know it…so don't even think about grabbing her and running all the way to the four kingdoms yelling Queens right." He said as if he knew what they were thinking. He paused, his hands buried in his soapy hair, like a statue and spoke very quiet, "you haven't seen her yet, you have no right to decide, Anastasia."
She growled, narrowing her eyes tight, somewhat turned her head, her glare burned into him.
"Bite him! … Yeah that's right. Do it!" Mikoto excitedly shouted, nodding at Anastasia. It sounded so natural, so simple, just bite him, but would he? The thought crossed her mind. "On second thought…" She said, scrunching her brow, she'd become a queen, would that mean he'd become a king? Mikoto stopped, her brow grew even tighter.
Something was different. Not on the surface but inside. She couldn't place the feeling. It was like someone, someone covering her mouth with both hands, laughing so hard she snorted as she rolled on the floor. She waited, thinking about a certain little avatar, "are you?" She growled. And she was right. Little Misaka was rolling across the ground, laughing, with her hands over her mouth, snorting, her face beet red.
"Anyway!" Mikoto raised her voice, no wait she interrupted herself, "would he be a…" Her sentence waned.
"No…" He said, calmly shaking his head, looking a little pleased, "despite what you see in the movies, there are no such things as a king of vampires." He said with a slow exhale, turned his head somewhat and looked at Anastasia. She closed her eyes, nodding her head in agreement.
"How about? " Mikoto mumbled, bringing her hand to her chin, "maybe…?" Ronan's eyes grew wider as he watched the young Queen sorting her thoughts, "Sylvia could… Yeah… Right?" dropping her hand from her chin, looked at Anastasia. She would have to be the one who'd give the order.
"Yeah…" Ronan smiled, "Sylvia, would you like to bite me." He asked.
Mikoto gave him a hard stare, something in his manner said sure, why not, he'd like that… And there was something else around the edges, a little affection maybe. "But…" He said, returning his gaze to Mikoto, patted the small compartment on his utility belt, "I carry antivenom just in case of accidental" he said, tilted his head, "or unaccidental biting." Is that even a word? Mikoto asked herself
"Emelia!" Mikoto raised her voice, "Emelia…yyou ccould...
Emelia's head snapped up off Mikoto's shoulder, like a serpent, her eyes shining, her lips curled quickly, "mistress…" She said quietly, delighted, "are you…" her mouth wet with anticipation as her blood warmed. Her mistress, Mikoto Misaka, was about to give her an order.
Even Anastasia raised her head, surprised. Mikoto Misaka giving an order. An order was something Mikoto was a little uncomfortable with. Sure, she could order off the menu. She could order Kuroko Shirai to get off with a little spark but to one of the members of her modest household. -Claimed from the survivors of the baron's army that invaded Academy City- well it was something to behold, Something like going to the dentist. But right now, her determined look brought with it potential joy and happiness to a certain queen seeing her bonded mate grow into her position but coming close behind was a profound sense of melancholy. Truth be told Mikoto was a little uncertain about issuing orders. "Ummm… Could you… Maybe… Get me… Or do this… For me please?" she said with a shaky look and a weak toothy smile. But this time felt and looked different. Mikoto gave a hard nod, brought her hand up to her mouth, cleared her throat, "Emelia…" She said, starting good.
Anastasia's eyebrows arched higher, her eyes sparkled, despite the burning rage inside, a gentle warmth filled her heart like a proud parent watching a child on the stage. "Emelia…" She said raising her voice lifting her arm and pointed, "I want you to…" Mikoto thought.… Senessa. The little girl needs to come with us. We will be the ones to look after her. Anastasia brought her hands to her chest, feeling her heart beat, if only they were linked, "go on…" She whispered, a tear caught the light.
"I'd appreciate it… Emelia, "Ronan interrupted, "if you don't rush over and snatched me. I would like it if you could just stroll over and I'd let you, "he said, his lips curving into a knowing smile, "bite me."
"What…" Mikoto's tone quickly dropped, " Why are you so casual?" She said, "she's a vampire and…" She pointed to Emelia standing behind her. He nodded, "I know," he said, "I'm pretty familiar with them… Mikoto Misaka."
"Okay…" Mikoto thinned her eyes, "but… She's a vampire AND she will bite you." jabbing her finger close to Emelia's face. He sighed, cracking his neck, "it doesn't bother me. I've been bitten. Remember…" He patted the compartment on his utility belt. He shrugged his shoulders, "no biggie… Besides… What I tell you now… You can never repeat. Okay."
"Whaaa!"
Emelia waited patiently, her eyes glued to her prey, awaiting the order from her mistress.
"Remember my name…" He said. Mikoto quickly nodded, "Ronan Watanabe." She answered. "Sound familiar?" He asked.
Mikoto shook her head, "Watanabe… A popular Japanese name." She said.
He closed his eyes as he slowly shook his head, "granted I don't look Japanese… And I'm not. I was born in America, adopted… Oh by the way, never say adopted in front of my mom, Megumi Watanabe, well my adoptive mother. She's a crazy short Japanese woman…" He said, holding his hand out "about this high, 5 feet tall if she jumped." He laughed. Anastasia laughed. "You know Watanabe industries, financials, defense, etc. etc." he said.
"Okay…" Mikoto spoke not actually caring, "maybe I have…" She said a little uncertain. "Wow…" He said, "you really need to get out from behind those walls of Academy city. The last name doesn't actually ring a bell at all?" He asked, curious. "No…" She said, looking at Anastasia, with a what the hell is he talking about. "Is she important… Is she someone I should know… Is she…"
"The leader of the Watanabe clan of vampires in Japan." He said. "Okay…" She mumbled, looking confused. "So… That means…" She slowly dragged the phrase out shrugging her shoulders. "You really need to brush up on all things vampires." He said, "this is your fault," he added looking at Anastasia, "what have you been doing besides cuddling in the afterglow."
Anastasia thinned her eyes, "that's uncalled for." She said. "No… It's not." He answered.
"Holy crap!" Mikoto whispered, "did I miss something?"
(Shit! Little Misaka's head snapped... Ouch… She clutched her neck, Whiplash… as she immediately sat up) Mikoto creased her brow, casually reached up and rubbed the back of her neck, "why?"
(The Watanabe clan of vampires are notorious and ruthless and historic. They live and operate behind the scenes in Japanese history… And)
"you know this…" Mikoto said, listening to Ronan and Anastasia going back and forth. (Just the essentials. Even Anastasia's mother, Tatiana did business with them.)
"Business?"
(Yeah… sssshhhhhhh... It's getting good)
"she needs to know Anastasia. If she greets another royal wrong… Then crap. I don't even want to think about it…" he raised his voice, looking at Anastasia, still washing his hair. "You're one to talk about protocols." Anastasia quickly answered back. "when's the last time you ever knock before kicking someone's ass…"
Hearing the two of them arguing Mikoto's expression stiffened. It was like siblings, no friends, maybe….it was like she was seeing herself and Anastasia arguing. The back and forth, raised voices but never crossing the line…it was like they….
"Anyway!" Mikoto loudly interrupted. They looked over, Ronan shoulders slumped, "anyway…" He growled. "The Watanabe clan has owned the archipelago nation, every stone, tree, blade of grass, of Japan. Before… There were even people to be called Japanese." He said, "it was the goddess… Who…"
"Wait!" Mikoto raised her voice, flapping her hand in front of her, "own all of Japan?" her face twisted in surprise, shock and disbelief. Anastasia and Ronan nodded.
"Hhhhooww…" She stammered, "how does someone own an entire…" She quickly growled, smacked her cheeks with both her hands, "enough! Later. Now… Emelia… I want you to…" she was determined to give the order.
"Besides…" He said, interrupting, "I'm immune to the vampires' venom. So… Getting bitten… Well as long as she doesn't attack like a rabid Pekinese…"
"What?" Mikoto gasped, "what did you say?" She said in a subdued tone, all expression drained from her face.
"As a member of the Watanabe clan of vampires… I'm often bitten, especially since well… I discovered girls…" He laughed, shampooing his hair, "so…" He shrugged, "yeah… I'm immune… And you can't tell anyone. And I carry antivenom just to keep up the façade. So… Once I rinse you can nibble." He said as if it were part of a normal day, a normal conversation. "Decide among yourself who goes first…" He said with a grin.