Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun.
W/N: Why havn't we gotten any screen time...? Don't ignore bugs just 'cause we are smal- Ehh? W-what are you doing, Aya? W-wait... No, I'm talking to the fans...! T-they'll see mee, sto- mm...
Ay/N: Ayayaya, so sensitive! Off with the pants~!
Late night, Forest of magic, Marisa's house:
The house was a mess, everything covered in soot. What, was there an explosion in here? This is horrible!
"Hey, help me clean the place up, will ya? A spell... backfired and blew everything about, ze. Not like I need much, just help me throw the junk in the closet, and I'll do the sweeping, da ze~!" ...While I don't mind her asking for help, must she say 'ze' so much...?
We got to cleaning up the place, after Marisa gave me one of her spare aprons to wear. Having an outfit that calls for an apron means you by all means should have many spares, and she had about 20 spare aprons in a sack with a dollar sign. ...Owning such a sack doesn't seem fishy at all, or that the aprons mostly looked alot like those that are worn by Sakuya, while a few looked a bit unique. For example, one had a huge M on it... What, is she some sort of super hero?
Of the things I threw into the closet, the most interesting of them were... quite unique.
A full set of Sakuya brand knives, which included ones with red, blue, and green handles. ...There are so many in a single set that one shouldn't be able to fit them on your entire body.
A life size doll of Marisa, made with love by Alice, and a bit sticky in disturbing places.
A box of live lizards, some assembly required. ...Wait, what?
A sword; there is next to nothing it can cut. ...Because the blade is blunted.
A live grenade.
A precious thing. Quite precious, but I've no idea what it could be.
A full sized Onbashira. It was part way out the window. 'Part,' as in most of the way. No, I didn't try putting it in the closet.
A dead horse that died of blunt force trauma, caused by a blunted sword. ...it looked somewhat fresh.
I couldn't get the door of the closet to shut, so I called for help from Marisa. It took alot of pushing, and a few crunches from the items within, but we finally got the door shut with the power of love. ...And Vampiric strength. A bit of magic, too. In fact, next to no love was used, and it wasn't even my own, as I don't love Marisa.
The shack of a home was now clean as it would get, which wasn't very clean, but it's a run down shack in a forest full of magic mushrooms, so things like mold were to be expected. Magical mold.
"Wewh, thanks for the help, Vampire!" ...It's going to take time to get used to being called that...
"No problem, h-human..." This is going to take getting used to, too. Calling humans... well, human, as though it were a name.
Just then, my stomach began to growl, showing that the work had made me hungry. Quite hungry, honestly.
"Ohh? Hmm... I guess we could both go for a midnight snack before bed, huh?" I suddenly found a wrist thrust before me, which confused me.
"Uhh..." Marisa rose a brow at my reaction.
"You need blood, have some, ze." Marisa looked about, before grabbing a mushroom from the wall. Yes, her house grew mushrooms.
"U-umm..." While not sure what to do, my body began to react, my fangs lengthening. As my fangs were already a bit rediculous, they turned into full blown miniature daggers that made me look like a sabertooth. "O-okay..." I opened my mouth, and made a quick cut with one of my rediculous fangs, before sucking the wound. Her blood was quite rich tasting, and it wasn't long before I had had my fill.
"Mah wah bih teef yuh havh!" Marisa had the whole of the mushroom cap in her mouth, which was about the size of a fist, and yet still tried to talk.
"W-what...?" I hadn't a clue as to what she said.
"Ah saih..." Marisa swallowed the mouth-full of mushroom. "My, what big teeth you have! Seriously, those things are damn big, da ze!" I could feel their length with my face, as they were pressing against my skin, so I could only nod in agreement. 'Damn big' summed them up pretty well.
"...When will my fangs go back to normal...?" I was mostly talking to myself, but Marisa had rather keen ears, so she heard me.
"Ahh, Remilia's seem to go down in about 20 minutes, so I'd say give it 20 minutes, ze. Anyways, lets head to bed... I'm beat, ze..." 20 minutes, ehh? These things are annoyingly long, so I hope those 20 minutes pass quickly...
Marisa could hardly wait. Was it true? Was she going to see Lady Mima after all these years? It seemed too good to be true, honestly.
Marisa helped me onto her bed, as it was a western style bed, and I wasn't tall enough to get on it easily.
It took a bit of manuvering, but eventually I found a position where my wings wouldn't get in the way or feel discomfort. Yet another thing on the list of things to get used to.
However, the only comfortable position had ended up with my face in Marisa's breasts. Good thing she had already fallen asleep, or I might get a face full of rainbow.
However, there was an unforeseen side effect to stuffing my face in her modest bust.
I could hear the thumping of her heart.
It was a calming sound, like a soft beating of a drum.
thump thump, thump thump, thump thump.
The sound slowly lulled me to sleep, the sound of Marisa's heart was a great lulaby, and I was out like a light in no time.