Embarrassment 49: Losing it
As soon as night hit, Anju and Karin left the elder house. They were both quite surprised that they managed to leave the elder house without causing too much of a problem. Anju was just eager to get out of there before the men woke up again. In less than one day, seven different men had offered the vampire their hand in marriage. She couldn't believe that the exact same vampires that wanted Kanon were asking her hand in marriage. What did they expect she would say? They were lucky that she didn't kill every last one of them.
"You seemed to have a lot of lookers, Anju," Karin teased as soon as they were past the barrier. "I thought I would miss my little sister's first date."
"That's not even funny, Big Sister," Anju replied. "Those vermin in there have no respect at all."
"Aw, come on. You have to find somebody someday. Right? You can't be alone forever."
"Stop teasing me," she said in her usual monotone voice.
"I'm serious, Anju," Karin whined. "You're already thirty years old. Aren't you even thinking of finding someone?"
"Thirty years is nothing to a vampire. I'm still just a child."
"Don't try that on me, Anju. I'm not going to let this go."
Keitaro and Ren were waiting for them by the time they got to the train station. Keitaro had called Ren ahead of time. But he hadn't said much else apart from that. Anju and Karin both gave Keitaro a confused look. What could have happened to him back at the elder house to put him so down in the dumps? Karin could feel an extreme amount of unhappiness coming from him. It made her shutter and she had to take a few steps back from him in order to regain herself. It had been a long time since somebody had given her effects like that. The last person happened to be Kenta.
Ren ended up pulling Anju to the side before the train arrived. "What the hell happened last night?"
"Nothing," Anju replied honestly.
"Then what happened to him," he asked, nodding to Keitaro, who was leaning on a pillar, staring off into space. "He hasn't said anything since he called me."
"Did he stop the war?"
Once again, Anju shook her head. "I don't know, Big Brother."
Keitaro was nice enough to buy train tickets for the other Maaka. But as soon as he got into the cabin, he passed out from exhaustion. Ren and Anju had no clue what was going on with the vampire hunter, nor did they really care. However, Karin felt extremely concerned. Keitaro had to be told something bad. He didn't want to talk about it to anyone.
Keitaro kept to himself all the way back to the Maaka barrier. But just before he passed through the barrier, he noticed somebody nearby. Just outside the barrier, his brother was sitting at the bus stop waiting for him. When they caught eye contact, Yukio gave his little brother a wicked smile. He had been waiting for Keitaro to show up. The other Maakas were already past the barrier and about to head inside. Keitaro decided to talk with his brother.
Anju was the last one to enter the Maaka mansion. She happened to look back to see Keitaro outside the barrier, crossing the street. She recognized the man that Keitaro was approaching. She had seen the vampire hunter at the library. But why was Keitaro going up to him? She gave it a confused look but left Keitaro to the man.
"Welcome back, brother," Yukio said in a false friendly voice. "How did it go?"
"What are you doing here, Yukio?" Keitaro asked angrily.
"I'm sorry. Does my little brother get embarrassed when his big brother comes to visit him." He was deliberately making fun of Keitaro. "Don't think that I don't realize you broke the rules of our little game. You left the Pushuke alone. Tsk tsk. You're lucky I'm a forgiving man."
"I swear to god," Keitaro said, pulling his riffle out and holding it to Yukio's throat. "If you so much as touched her, I'll kill you."
"Please, Little Brother," Yukio laughed, pushing the muzzle of the weapon out of his face. "If you had the balls for that kind of fun, you would have done it years ago. Don't worry, I didn't touch your precious girl. Actually, quite the contrary, I want to thank the little demon."
"What are you talking about?" Keitaro hissed.
"You should really watch the news, Little Brother. The demons have finally decided to act. They've been doing everything from destroying homes to kidnapping humans. I don't know what they hoped to accomplish. They definitely got the eyes of us hunters. I've never gotten to kill so many demons before. It must be my birthday."
Keitaro couldn't believe it. The vampires finally have given up searching and were tearing the city apart until they found the Pushuke. He had failed to prevent it and now Cross Organization, along with all the other freelance hunters in Japan were hunting the vampires down. Yukio laughed at the solemn look on his little brother's face.
"I told you that you would never be able to stop this, Brother," he said, digging a deeper wound. "This is all your fault. If you would have killed that half-blooded demon when you had the chance, none of this would have happened. Now, I'll be able to kill every last one of the vampires. It's not even about the code anymore. It's just because it's what I like to do."
Keitaro felt the anger building up in him. Something happened to him that hadn't happened in a few long years. All the anger was getting to his head. He felt his mind go blank. Without warning, he lunged at Yukio. The force was much stronger than that of a normal human. He managed to bring Yukio over the bench and through the glass pane of the bus stop. The glass gave way, sending shards of glass everywhere. Yukio was thrown to the ground, his brother on top of him. But with a little skill, he managed to roll backwards, throwing Keitaro off of him and into a nearby tree.
Yukio drew out the pistol in his coat and pointed it at his little brother. Keitaro's eyes were dark red and his fangs were bared. Yukio had seen his brother like this once before. He held his ground, but laughed at his brother.
"Now that's the spirit, Little Brother," Yukio said, laughing. "Show your true colors to your brother. You half-demon spawn."
Keitaro managed to regain control, his fangs slowly retreating back into his gums. He had lost control. Instead of anger, he had a sudden wave of fear rush over him. Fear for himself. Yukio just continued to laugh at him.
"Go ahead, Little Brother," he said, still pointing the gun at him. "Go feral like every other half-blood in this world. It'll just make killing you all the more fun."
"I will get you, Yukio," Keitaro said through rapid breathing.
"What's stopping you? You know exactly where I'm staying. What's holding you back from killing me?"
Keitaro really didn't know. He couldn't think straight at the moment. Yukio didn't stick around to talk with his brother anymore. He had had his fun messing with Keitaro's mind. And as Keitaro looked at all the broken glass from the bus stop, he still couldn't believe that he had lost control again.
Yukio would have to die. Keitaro didn't know why he didn't try killing Yukio when he had the chance. But all of this was Yukio's fault. Now, if his brother had his way, he would wipe out every last vampire in the world. Keitaro may not have been able to stop a war, but he would stop his brother. One way or another.
A short chapter before the end of part 5. Don't think you know what's going to happen. LoL. I do have one last question. Should Keitaro convince Kanon to fulfill her destiny? I have the last three chapter's written already as well as the epiloge. I promise you'll like it if you've liked the story so far. If you haven't liked the story, I do wonder why you've read this far. LOL
