"Stay away from her!" Eito screamed as he launched at the man once again, as he had now taken out another knife, and Yori noticed it, along with the first one were Hunter's weapons.
"Father!" Yori mumbled, as she rushed to her father's side. She could see the light fading from his eyes, and she felt tears rushing down her face. "Hold on." she said, as she began trying to treat the wound. He placed his hand softly over hers though, and stopped her.
"Sayori, I was always so proud of you." he began saying, his voice really weak. as what Yori understood was his goodbye.
"No, don't say that, you can tell me after you are all right." she said, and he smiled weakly. She hadn't seen her father smile in years.
"Sayori, please." he said, his voice sounding slightly stronger, but considering the state he was, it still sounded quiet and weak, and she looked at him, full on crying now. "I was always proud of you, but nothing compares to how proud you made me that day, when you finally stood up to me. You put an end to my suffering, without even knowing it..." he said, and stopped to cough up blood.
"What do you mean?" she asked, confused.
"Just know that what I did, I did it because I thought I was helping Aimi rest in peace. I thought that the end justified the means. Thank you for helping me see I was wrong..." he said, stopping again for the same reason. Yori's expression hardened, before it went soft again. "I love you, and Eito more than anything, and I am sorry I wasn't the father you too deserved. I was always proud of you two, more than I would let myself show, and I am sorry. I am really sorry. Eito... I wish I could had saved him, stopped him from leaving, told him I was proud of him, as I really am. Please tell him that." he said, and he let out his last breath. The life was out of his eyes.
"Father? Dad!" Yori began calling out to him, like a little girl, before she began sobbing. "I love you daddy. I promise I will save him, I promise!" she said, trying her best to stop crying, as she softly closed his eyes. She leaned in closer to him and kissed his forehead.
Then, at the sound of her brother screaming, she wiped away her tears and stood up. She saw her brother down on the floor, full of bruises and pretty beaten up. Yet, Yuuya carried on hitting him, more and more, and more.
"Enough!" she yelled, her voice sounding rough. Yuuya stopped and turned at her, and so did her brother, as he lifted his head and looked at her worried.
"Yori, what the hell are you doing, run, get out of here!" he yelled, resulting in Yuuya kicking his stomach harshly.
"Please be quiet, Yori-Chan wants to say something." Yuuya said, clearly enjoying himself.
"You... you were the person that killed my mother. And father too." she said, her voice filled with hatred.
"Indeed, but it was never my intention, your mother simply refused to cooperate with me." he said, and he finally turned serious. "And your father, he attacked me first, I just did it to defend myself." he added, and Eito clenched his fists.
"Fuck you, you son of a bitch!" he screamed, as he jumped up on his feet, almost looking like he wasn't beaten up. The training he had been doing as a hunter must had really helped him.
He, holding one of the knifes tightly into his hand, pushed it straight into Yuuya's stomach. The Pureblood let out a painful scream, before grabbing Eito by his neck, chocking him, but not too hard, just enough to keep his in place.
"You were..." Yuuya turned to Yori, as he pulled the knife out of him. "...saying?"
"You said she wouldn't cooperate. I am guessing you two made a deal, right? You would had told her the way for a half hunter to live over 25 years, and you asked for something in return, something my mother couldn't agree to, not even for her own two children." Yori said, worried about her brother, but knew she had to keep her head straight.
"True, that is exactly what happened. Damn Yori-Chan, you are as smart as I always knew you would be." Yuuya said, an evil grin of lust all over his face.
"How about we make the same deal. You give the cure to my brother, and I give you whatever my mother refused to give you." she said, her voice sounding strong and decisive. Yuuya's eyes turned a bright red, and his grin became even more intense.
"No Yori!" Eito yelled, and Yuuya hardened his hold on his neck slightly.
"Are you sure? Anything I want, you're willing to give it to me, for the life of this trash?" Yuuya asked, shaking Eito's a bit.
"Yes, anything in my power." Yori said, her face serious and emotionless.
"No, I won't let it!" Eito yelled, as he struggled to break free, but it was no use. He wasn't able to breath anymore, as his hold had gotten stronger.
"You've got yourself a deal, little darling." he said, as he smirked more evilly than before.
"What's the cure?" Yori asked, and Yuuya looked at Eito from top to bottom.
"There is only one cure I know." he said, as he took his hand from Eito's neck. As Eito began breathing again, and coughing, Yuuya did something that made Yori scream. He went his hand through Eito's stomach, just like he had just done with their father, but quickly pulled it back. Eito fell to his knees, placing his hands over his stomach, his eyes opened wide in shock. Yuuya began licking his hand. "And that is for his to be turned." Yuuya continued, as he took out his two enormous fangs and bit Eito's neck.
"No!" Yori screamed, as tears began rushing down her eyes, and Yuuya pulled back from Eito's neck, and looked at her with a soft expression.
"Hey, I am a man of my word, here, I'll even feed him my blood." he said, as he bit his own hand. Blood began rushing down it, blood Yuuya forced inside Eito's mouth and neck.
"Yori..." Eito whispered quietly, as he passed out, and then Yuuya turned to Yori.
"Now, for your part of the deal." he said, and Yori began feeling... weird. She felt like she couldn't breath. She struggled hard to breath in and out, but she couldn't. Her vision began getting blurry, and from what she could see, the room was spinning around her. She passed out before she could understand what else was going on around her.
"Man, you truly are the most beautiful girl in the world, Yori-Chan. Maybe one day you can understand how much I truly, deeply love you." he said, his voice dark and a sadistic smile formed on his face. "If you cannot, I can always force you to." he said, and began laughing hysterically. His plan had finally been completed, he finally had everything he ever wanted, he finally had her. He picked her up in his arms and left behind the house, and a newly turned Eito.
He had spent the last 10, close to 11 years of his life planning every detail, but of course, that was nothing for a Pureblood like him. He was quite old, really old to be honest. He had lived for 300 years, and until recently, his entire life had been impassive. He had been a good dog and always did as the Vampire Council told him, not because he had any respect for them, but because he had never really cared to do otherwise, it would had been too much of a bother.
He was often out to work with those disgusting Hunters, which he hated, just not enough to refuse. And what he got in return was totally worth it. Each month, the Council would sent him 100 toys for him to break. Man, he really did love breaking those weak, under other circumstances boring toys, especially the weaker ones, the one that screamed the most. When he was done with them, there were no corpses left to clean up. And sometimes, he wouldn't even drink their bodies, just tortured those humans until he got bored and killed them, which was rare to happen, since most of them just died from the loss of blood, important organs, pain etc.
He was often send to track down for Level-Es for hunters to kill, and as much as it sounded like he was doing the Council's dirty work, as long as he got his 100 toys, he was fine with it. Besides, he considered Level-Es to be worst than humans, worst than even those shady hunters. Level-Es were just abominations, that's why he had never allowed anyone he had turned to fall so low. That's why he had fed Eito with his blood too.
A while back, he had worked with Yori's grandparents in hunting down some Level-Es, and that was when he had first met Aimi, Yori's mother. She was only a little girl then, no more than 15 years old, nothing but a toddler to him. He remembered her though, because she was so bloodthirsty. She had an appetite for vampires, probably because she had been a victim of the Twin curse, or something like that, Yuuya had never bothered to looked into it, as he didn't care at all. But, Aimi was a pretty girl, he had to admit.
After that though, he ever met with her again, not for a few human years. He accidentally bumped into her while on a festival, about 10 years ago. And that was when he saw her for the first time too, and his life finally had meaning. He remembered it like it had been the day before.
He frozen in position, not quite sure how to react at the little girl in front of him, sitting next to Aimi. She had the biggest eyes he had ever seen, and by far the cutest face. It was love at first sight, there was no denying. All of the sudden, he felt like his entire existence, until that moment, truly had been pointless.
"Kurosawa-Sama?" he heard Aimi calling at him, while grabbing her daughter's hand and pulling her closer to her. "Are you okay?" she asked, but there was no concern in her voice. She was ready to kill him if he kept on looking at her little girl like that, and Yuuya knew it. He quickly looked at Aimi and smiled, a fake and beautiful smile.
"Yeah, sorry, I just couldn't help but to notice how weird it is your daughter isn't a full hunter." he said, laughing slightly, and Aimi relaxed a bit.
"Yeah, I gave up the whole hunting thing when my oldest son was born." Aimi said, looking and smiling a soothing smile at her daughter, who was looking at Yuuya quite magnetized, as it was natural for a human when looking at a Pureblood.
"Oh, so you have two of them? Isn't that nice?" he asked, smiling,widely, and Aimi smiled back.
"Yeah, their both little angels." she said, and then Yuuya's expression hardened.
"You do know what is going to happen to them before they turn 25, don't you Aimi-San?" he asked, and Aimi's expression became an extremely sad one.
"Yeah, I do." she said, as he noticed she had teared up. All of the sudden, little Yori let go of her mother's hand and approached Yuuya.
"How can I help you sweetie?" he asked, realizing he didn't know the girl's name.
"This is Sayori, or as we call her, Yori." her mother introduced her daughter, smiling once again.
"Nice to meet you Yori-Chan, I am Yuuya." he said, and Yori smiled widely.
"Hello Yuuya-San, you're really handsome!" the little girl exclaimed cheerfully, in the cutest way possible. Yuuya felt something inside of him, something warm, something he had never felt before. He needed to keep the little girl, as he began to wonder what her screams were like...
"Listen Aimi-San, I might be able to help you find a way to keep your kids alive, but I will have to look into it." he said, and Aimi's eyes light up.
"You can?" she asked, gratitude all over her voice. Little did she know, he had already began planning how to get Yori.
"Yeah, I have to go now, but I'll keep in touch." he said, smiling at Aimi and then winked at little Yori. "I'll see you later Yori-Chan." he said.
"Kurosawa-Sama." Aimi called and he turned to look at her. "I will do whatever it takes to save my children."
Lies. She was lying. When he told him what he wanted that day, how he wanted to marry Yori, she refused to. She even had the nerve to try and kill him. Tch, she deserved how he had dealt with her. And because she refused to give it to her, he had to wait for all those years, to put in action his other plan.
The second plan had him go into hiding for a few years, then appear as Kazuo Nobu, a really wealthy guy that wanted to join his business with the Wakaba businesses through marriage. He had played that role for so long, he had actually almost believed it himself. With the exception of the visions he would often sent to her, as a way of teasing what he would do to her when he finally got her. But still, even that had almost failed when his sweet Yori had met that bastard vampire, Hanabusa Aidou, and decided to break off the engagement.
Luckily things had turned out his way, and he finally had Yori all to himself. He looked at her beautiful face, as she was unconscious. He couldn't quite believe she was finally his, to play with in whatever way he seemed fit. Oh, he could practically hear her screaming and moaning. He could practically see her tearful eyes begging him for mercy, like all his other toys. Only he was planning to play with her so many more games than he had played with the rest of them.