The morning sky was filled with colors too beautiful to describe. It glowed in brush strokes of reds, oranges, pinks, and blues. With a soft wind, it brought the smells of fireworks and salt swirled around her. She popped out of nowhere, landing with grace of a falcon on to the rooftop of the building. But something didn't feel right. This was not where she wanted to land. She scowled slightly wondering why she wasn't inside the apartment. A deep breath and she shook her head and mumbled a few words to herself. A few rather unspeakable words. … walked across the rooftop.
A quick wind caught her hair whipping it wildly, with two hands she quickly pulled it out of her face and back behind her head, walked over to the rooftop maintenance door grabbed the knob and gave it a quick jiggle.
Of course,…. locked…with her hand flat against the cold metal door, feeling the weight and thickness, a smirk crept across her face. Oh well…she quickly disappeared.
Just on the other side of the door, a loud sigh echoed, followed by a growl born out of annoyance, her shoulders sagged, What the… Forget it….And she quickly dashed down the stairs.
I'm going to stake that bitch! Echoed throughout the stairwell… her boots getting louder with each step, louder and louder, faster, and faster as she ran then skipped a few steps and a few steps grew to jumping from landing to landing.
Over and over until she came to a door oddly labeled this one! Kuroko!
she gritted her teeth, cheeks burning, staring at the obnoxious oversized poster of Samantha dressed in a cosplay nun outfit, holding her hands together against her chest with her fingers curved in a heart shape. Love you to love me…wearing that perfect smile. Showing those perfect fangs.
Great… grabbed the knob and was surprised. The door opened with ease. A sense of relief, she stepped inside.
Standing in the doorway, with her hands on her hips, and breathed finally reaching where she wanted to be in the first place.
The large stone fireplace was alive with perfect flames pushing out perfect gentle warmth and the smell of burning wood greeted her like a lover. Logs crackled and popped. Sparks fluttering and bouncing across the hearth.
A long breath followed, I hate to admit it…but she is right. Referring to the vertically challenged pain in the ass vampire. It sure is better than central heating….She closed the door, but I'll never tell her that….she walked in.
Made her way into the bedroom and quickly undressed, went into the bathroom, and showered. She finished, wrapped herself in a long fluffy white bathrobe that was hanging on a hook next to the large shower. A shower large enough for more than one, maybe two and certainly more than three people. Kuroko didn't care. She was tired, a little concerned about the attack. But it wasn't the first time breed vampires had tried to infiltrate Sakura Island. And when they did, none ever left. She listened to what Samantha had said when she arrived on the Island. "because things go to places to die... And we always oblige them."
She gathered up her long damp hair and in a few practiced movements laid it coiled on top of her head. She walked across the floor and gazed into the flames of the fireplace, picked up the opened bottle of red wine and poured it into the glass sitting next to it…that is one great butler and took a drink. Wow! that is really one great butler….another drink and leaned against the edge of the fireplace, feeling the soft warmth of the flames rolling over her. Saw a small manila envelope with her name by the front door.
She walked over , bent down and picked it up, opened it and unfolded the letter. Something pleasant caught her nose. mixing with the burning wood was the light scent of lavender…noticing the beautiful handwriting, she read.
I am deeply sorry to inform you that lady Megumi Watanabe will be arriving later this evening. She will be happy to see you then, signed the young boy in the Butler uniform.
She snickered seeing the handwritten heart that followed. Pervert… She said, gently folded the letter. And held it to her nose nodding, wonder if it is his or…let out a groan, yeah, he is a vampire… It's his. She let out a playful breath. Well a little something to eat and then a nap.
The queen size bed was soft firm and wow! And sleep came quickly.
