We own nothing you are familiar with.

I sighed in frustration, rubbing my throbbing temples.

"Well, since I've been barricaded in my own home…you are welcome to stay here as long as you promise not to kill me or any others that reside here"

"Sounds like a party!" Aella exclaimed with a cheesy grin. I wondered if demons could be diagnosed for being bi-polar.

"How many more are there here?" Raio asked.

"Eh…? Dietrich?" I looked over as the pureblood in question stood, brushing of his pants

"Well, there are a only handful of vampires left as of now" he scowled at our four 'guests' "and then we have a hundred or so humans around here…somewhere" he seemed at a lose for where that 'somewhere' was.

"Humans? You keep…humans here?" Raen looked rather surprised

"What did you expect of the leeches?" Jolene muttered with contempt as I merely nodded.

"Uh...what a mess" I moaned, falling into my chair

"Ya know, there's something I don't get" Aella said as she eyed me thoughtfully.

"You have way too much energy for some one who almost died" I huffed under my breath but waved my hand at her to let her continue.

"How old are you?"

"What kind of question is that?!" I yelled, whipping my head up to glare at her.

"Come on, it's part of my question"

"Well, I don't see you getting to any of my questions"

"Oh yeah, hmm, we'll get to that later, promise"

"Sit down you spaz" Jolene ordered as she pushed the demon down into an arm chair, and turned to me as she explained "She gets all hyper when she loses too much blood, kind of a creepy side effect if you ask me"

"Ceci goes into psycho bitch mode when she gets too much blood" Dietrich offered happily as he came up to wrap his arms around me.

"Oh thank you so much" I muttered dryly and pushed him away.

"Yes, we witnessed that. Didn't we, Aella?" Jolene answered equally as wry.

"Back to the main point! Your age!" the demon spoke up.

"Around 430, if it pleases you" I spat

"Wow! You are old!"

"Hey!"

"Mind your manners, Ell" Jolene said none to convincingly, not trying what so ever to hide her smirk.

"You don't look a day over 22" Aella shrugged, as if that made up for everything.

"19! Thank you very much" I crossed my arms and turned the other way stubbornly.

"Are you and that goth poster boy actually siblings?"

"Vincent" said goth look a like grumbled

"Yes" I answered, not understanding where this was going.

Aella stood, much to Jolene's annoyance, and started pacing. The shinigami girls seemed as interested as I was to figure out what was going through the demon's head. They would get their turn for questions whether I liked it or not, and that was the question I was most afraid of.

"How are you two really related? I mean…you're over 400…and he's an experiment."

"Weeelllll…"

"Shut it Dietrich!" I slapped my hand over his mouth and turned back to Aella "Do I really have to explain this to you?"

"Might as well" Jolene grumbled, setting into a more comfortable position "If you don't tell her she'll be twitching about it for weeks—"

"OW! Dietrich!" I yanked my hand back as he grinned mischievously, licking the red stains on his teeth. I grumbled incoherently and applied pressure to the two, tiny holes in my palm.

"Alright" I sighed, "It was the year 1570 or so—"

"You were born that long ago?!" Aella's eyes shone like a child's.

"No interruptions" Vincent ordered

" No interruptions he says" Aella mocked in a ridiculously deep voice.

"Anyways…" I started again "Vincent and I lived here, in London. Dietrich wanted him for his grand vampire army or something. So my dear, stupid brother—"

"I was thinking of you!" Vincent exclaimed suddenly.

"That's what you keep telling me. Anyways, so he made this deal with Dietrich. If he allowed Dietrich to turn him into a vampire and work for him then I was to be kept here, in Dietrich's mansion and kept safe. Sound like a good plan, right?"

"….Yes?" Raio answered a little uncertain, she knew a trick question when she heard one.

"Wrong!"

All eyebrows in the room went up.

" I left the mansion and was immediately kidnapped, rather ironic if you ask me. Some random psycho pureblood, don't know who he is to this day. I only remember he had black hair and these crazy ass eyes. So he changed me and I some how woke up in Japan. Crazy huh?"

"There's something wrong with you your story. If what you say is true, then Vincent should be a vampire now. But I know for a fact that he is, in fact, an experiment like me" Jolene glared at me.

"Oh, right, skip a few hundred years and Vincent joined the turks. Hojo got his filthy hands on him and preformed his stupid experiments. Which totally messed with his genes and rid him of most of the vampiric effects. Simple as that." I shrugged.

"Japan?" Raen asked, still stuck on my previous comments "How did that happen?"

"Eh, I don't know the mechanics of it really. But that's kind of a whole 'nother story." I muttered, desperately not wanting to talk about that particular trip.

"Whoa…" Aella mumbled, holding her head as she lowed herself carefully into the sofa next to her experiment companion, "I feel really dizzy"

"Well, you should. You just lost an alarming amount of blood and proceeded to talk the vamp's ear off."

"Wonderful" the demon commented to herself.

"I will remind you that I have a name and it's Cecilia, not vamp!" I spat venomously.

"Yes, yes, but do you really think any of your assassins are going to use it?" Jolene asked incredulously. I merely huffed angrily. It was then that the two shinigami came and perched on the edge of the couch in front of me.

"We have questions too," Raio stated, "Since it seems we'll be here for a while".

"Yes, of course. I must answer everyone's questions, while I myself get no answers what so ever. Perfect deal if you ask me" I murmured, voice dripping in sarcasm.

"How do you know of Seritei" she asked firmly, not caring at all about my little rant. It seemed I would not be able to wiggle my way out of this one.

I leveled my gaze on her "I've met some other soul reapers before"

"Which one's?". Jeez, she sure was persistent

"Renji Abarai, Toshiro Hitsugaya, and Kenpachi Zaraki" I listed off quickly with out a second thought.

The four looked at me in surprise as I shrugged "Yes, it may have been a handful of decades ago, but we leeches have good memories"

Raen practically had a seizure as she seemed to piece something together in her mind "You're the one Zaraki-taichou always rants about!?!"

I cocked my head in confusion "I don't think I quite understand"

"It's because of you I've had to endure EXTRA training and spar LATE into the night." She seethed maliciously, and Vincent took a step closer to me, suspicious of her possibly violent tone "Zaraki-taichou always brings up this vampire he met in the human world, whom he deems perfect! How gorgeous and powerful she was. Don't even get him started on her flawless fighting technique and rare abilities!"

"He's…talking about…me?" I questioned, not sure I was hearing this right.

"Oh god, he never shuts up!!" she scowled, "And it's because of those few times you two battle whores met that my life is now a living hell!"

"Calm down Raen" Raio said evenly "Now vamp, I too am curious about this he you met from Seireitei. Assuming of course that you haven't already mentioned him."

"You just won't let anything go will you?" I asked, miffed at the fact I was being verbally backed into a corner. They simply stared at me and I sighed.

"Do you know a man named Hisagi?"

"Shuhei?! What about him?"

"He was the first shinigami I met. He was also the first person I was in contact with after I was…turned."

"You mean that time you magically woke up in Japan?" Raen asked as if she still didn't quite believe that part of my story. But I couldn't blame her really.

"Precisely" I nodded

"So how, exactly, are you connected to Shuhei?" Raio asked this time.

"Did he ever tell you where he got those scars over his right eye from?"

"From a hollow" they stated confidently.

"That's a lie" I said, "I gave him those scars"

"No way!" Raio suddenly burst out, "Shuhei wouldn't lie like that"

"Yes, I'm a little surprised he lied about that as well. Although I only knew him for a day" I mused aloud.

"I want to know the story behind this encounter" Raen commanded.

"What am I? Mother Goose?" I snarled, already upset that my voice was growing raw from the extensive talking I was forced into this evening.

"You cannot simply order Ceci around like your little slave" Dietrich growled, coming to stand next to the equally offended Vincent.

I waved a hand dismissively "Settle down. If that's what the soul suckers want, then I don't see any harm. It's not like we're leaving any time soon anyways."

"Hey!!" the two protested.

"You know you hate telling that story." Vincent muttered under his breath so only I could hear.

"Yes, well, they would pestered me forever if I didn't cave"

The shinigami leaned forward to listen, and even Aella and Jolene seemed interested in my tale as I began:

I woke up in the dark: an unfamiliar street underneath me, an unfamiliar sky above. Every sound made me cringe, as they seemed to be amplified. Even dripping water seemed like booming drums.

It was when I tried to stand did I become aware of the dry ache burning in my throat. It felt like a thirst that would never be quenched.

But I was distracted from these new developments as my heightened senses picked up a powerful presence not too far away.

Before I could even register what I should do my legs took off, the wind rushing past me faster then I remembered. The closer I got the less I had to think and the more I was over come by raw instinct.

The large creature before me swung around as I neared. It was at least four stories high and bore a white mask much like a jack-o-lantern would.

I didn't know what I needed to quench my insatiable thirst, but somehow I knew it had what I unconsciously craved. As it sized me up I sprinted for it.

A sudden "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" came from somewhere to my right, but I paid it no mind. I was getting what I came for.

The creature took a swing at me once I was close enough, but I simply sprung into the air, using its' large arm to rebound onto its' neck. It swung up again to swat me off, but I jumped out of the way just in time. Its' claws tore into its' own flesh.

I shouldn't have known what to do in a situation like this, but my body seemed to have a mind of its' own and I was overcome with a natural instinct that I'm sure I shouldn't possess.

Giving a scream of protest it swung around to dislodge me from its' back. I skidded on the asphalt a few yards before easily leaping to my feet, surprisingly unharmed.

A large paw came down to smash the pavement where I was. Jumping onto the appendage I automatically sunk my recently elongated fangs into its' flesh. An automatic gesture I was unfamiliar with.

With in minutes I was sitting stunned in a puddle of the creature's blood, covered in red, as the remaining body pieces disappeared into thin air. I brought a dark, red hand up to my face for inspection

Is this what I had wanted? Was this the thing I had craved so badly that my mind went hazy with desire? I wasn't sure anymore, everything was so confusing all of the sudden. Like what was I doing here? Why did I feel so different?

Unconsciously a finger floated up to my lips before it disappeared inside. My eyes lit up at the foreign, but satisfying taste. I licked one hand clean and was about to do so with the other when a hand grabbed my wrist, preventing me from doing so.

A whine slipped out of my throat as I struggled against the stranger.

"Let me go" I rasped

"No, you can see hollows. I want to know what you are," he said and I finally looked up at him with glowing crimson orbs. His blue-ish hair shone under the street lamp, eyes dark. I thrashed around again, but he held fast.

Pulling me to my feet he asked, "Who are you and why can you see hollows? I sense the wrong kind of spiritual pressure from you, you shouldn't have been able to see it"

"Cecilia" I finally muttered, "And I don't know, I didn't even know what that thing was."

"You look lost" he stated unexpectedly. I merely shrugged, solely obsessed with the red hand being held out of my reach.

"I'm Shuhei Hisagi, by the way," he said as he took a step forward, pulling me with him. In that one single step the scenery around us changed from that of a park to a darkened apartment.

It was completely empty, save the cot in the corner.

"What…?"

"Don't dwell on it, I don't have the authority to explain it to you even if I wanted to."

It was then that the ache in my throat made itself known once again and I fell to my knees, suddenly so very weak.

He knelt before me, my chin locked in his grip, as he looked my face over thoughtfully.

"You're what they call a 'vampire', aren't you?" he asked, "Otherwise you wouldn't have been able to kill a hollow with your bare hands".

I simply shook my head miserably, signaling that I had no idea.

"Hmm, well if my knowledge is correct and that is what you are, then you will die soon with out nourishment."

I gave a soundless shudder at the word.

"I guess I can't let you die, now can I?" and sighed "What have I gotten myself into this time?" and pulled the black kimono open at his neck. The pale skin looked so enticing in the moonlight. I whimpered, fingers digging into the floor violently.

"Well, come on then, we haven't got all night. Better hurry up before I change my mind" he grumbled.

"I don't…understand" I muttered

"You're a vampire. Vampires need blood to survive. I have blood and it's also my duty while in the human world not to let anything other than hollows die." he explained slowly "Understand now?"

I nodded hesitantly and crawled closer to him to bring my lips up to his neck. I could sense the blood rushing in his veins and shivered in uncontained anticipation. He twitched as I sunk my fangs in, but I could tell I didn't get it quite right. Nothing really came out. I slid them out and tried a different spot. This one proved more fruitful and I sucked hard, the red liquid coming too easily.

He was panting, in pain I imagine, but I didn't notice. It seemed all too soon when he gently tried to push me away. I clung to him, convinced I wasn't finished quite yet. He was sweet and I wanted all of it.

He tried to push me away more forcefully and with out thinking I growled, a hand whipped up to smack him into submission. He hissed loudly and I pulled back, suddenly coming to my senses. Scrambling backwards I whimpered in regret at the injury I had inflicted.

Three parallel gashes ran down the right side of his face. Cautiously I edged nearer, leaning up to gently lick the blood from the wounds. I had no idea why I was doing something like this. Had I been thinking clearer then I probably would have reacted differently, but for now this seemed the most natural and apologetic thing to do.

It was too dark to see his blush, but I could sense the change in blood flow. He stood suddenly and left the room, leaving me to sit alone and remorseful.

Abruptly there was a shadow in the window, blocking the silver moonlight. I swung around to face the intruder fearfully. But this 'Hisagi' had risked his life to save me, so I would do the same.

But my low growl was immediately cut short as I recognized the cloaked figure

"…Vincent"

He didn't say anything, only shook his head sadly at my cherry stained state and wrapped his tattered cloak around me.

By the time Hisagi came back…I was gone.

The room was ear shatteringly silent as my tale came to an end.

"You violated Shuhei!!" Raen cried shrilly.

"More importantly" Raio cut in "you were close to killing him"

I stood abruptly, fury leaking into my tone "You think I don't know that?! Do you not think that I berate myself almost everyday for what I did to him?!?"

I turned sharply and headed for the large stairs. As I walked one of my hands flew out and a sofa a few yards away was thrown into the air and smashed violently against the opposite wall. A gravely growl made its' way out of my throat as I disappeared up the stairs, anything breakable on my way there shattered viciously.

The silence stretched on for a few minutes uncomfortably before Aella broke it

"Talk about mood swings"

She was instantly raised into the air and tossed at my feet, forced to stay kneeling, as I stood at the bottom of the stairs, a few strangely shaped objects in my hands.

"You are a guest here. It would do you well to remember that" I hissed and turned to Raen and threw one of the objects to her.

"Hey…? Are these…SkullCandy head phones?!" she asked excitedly, jumping from foot to foot.

"Yes" I said flatly "you mentioned yours getting broken and Dietrich owing you new ones. I hope those suffice."

"Of course they suffice!!"

"Well, for those of you who eat, I've taken the liberty of having a meal prepared in the dinning room. So if you'll follow me—"

The others trailed after me with uncertainty. I took a seat at the head of the table, setting the other object in my arms down, revealing it to be a rather large bowl filled with all sorts of hard candies. I popped a cherry flavored one in my mouth before motioning for the wary looking 'supernaturals' to take seats wherever they pleased. If nothing else, you can't say we leeches aren't polite.

"Now, down to business—Vincent!" I barked suddenly, turning around to face the equally immortal "You are not my servant, you are my brother, flesh and blood. There is no rational reason why you should be standing behind my chair."

He stared at me evenly and finally relented to take a seat at my right hand.

"Much better, now, my answers. Oh and Aella? I'd like my necklace back too." and held out my hand expectantly. She merely snarled quietly and tightened her grip around the dark red sphere dangling down by her top.

"I thought you'd say as much. Radu, my dinner if you please?" the servant in question bowed before vanishing to collect my meal.

The four girls stopped picking at their plates in horror as the doors were thrown open by a small child. His blonde locks bounced, brown eyes shining as he happily ran into my waiting arms and scramble up into my lap. I shot the demon a smug smirk as I nuzzled my face into his neck causing him to giggle unsuspectingly.

"Why should only you get to eat?" I asked with mock innocence. The Sparda girl glared, along with the other three. "After all, you can't blame me for what I am"

My elongated fangs tickled the skin at the junction between his shoulder and neck.

"Your call" I whispered.