W went to Fuko's apartment in the end. It was located right in the city,
but I had already fed previously, so I wasn't so affected by the pungent
blood smells. She lived in quite a big apartment for a single person, three
rooms and spacious living room and kitchen.
" Make yourself at home." Fuko gestured at the living room as she went into her bedroom to take off her coat. Tokiya smiled at the ingenuity of the statement, but nevertheless, made himself comfortable on her comfy leather sofa. Fuko came out presently, and went to the kitchen, bringing out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.
" I don't drink anymore." Tokiya began when she set the two glasses down on the table and began to uncork the bottle.
Fuko shot him a side look
" Even if you're no longer a human, at least try to act like one. I don't think a glass of wine could ever affect a vampire that much, couldn't it?" the way she said it was as if she was daring him. In reply, Tokiya took up his glass and held it up.
" Full." He said, and Fuko smiled and complied.
Fuko sat opposite him on the floor, watching him as he drowned the glass. To him, the wine didn't have much taste, not that it was bad, just that nothing else other than blood appealed to him. When he had put the glass back on the table, Fuko gently asked him
" How did it happen?"
Tokiya looked at her, still unsure if he should tell her what had happened to him six years back. But he knew that Fuko was being brave for him, so the very least that he should do was to reciprocate the action.
The entire story took the whole night. When he had finished, the sun was just breaking over the horizon and rays of sunlight were slowly streaming through Fuko's windows. Tokiya shielded himself from the piecing glare of the sun, as Fuko rushed to draw the curtains, but the sunlight still shone through the windows. Quickly, Fuko hurried Tokiya to her kitchen, where she led Tokiya down a flight of steps into a basement, dark all over, except for a tiny light at the bottom of the staircase.
" This is my basement. I usually keep all my odds and ends in here. There's a mattress inside. You can sleep on it while the sun is up. I'll come home straight after work tonight. Don't leave this apartment, even if you have to feed. I'll bring the blood for you."
" What! Don't be serious Fuko, how on earth are you gong to get the blood, you're not going to kill someone are you?" Tokiya asked
" No, I work in a hospital. I'll get it out somehow." " As a."
Fuko gave a half smile as she looked at him
" I'm a doctor Tokiya. I graduated two years ago. I now work in Tokyo hospital, cardiac section."
" That was your ambition wasn't it?"
" Yes it was. I have to go now, I have an early shift today." Fuko turned to go, but Tokiya caught her wrist and held her as Fuko turned around questioningly
" Thank you." He said, and Fuko nodded.
As Fuko closed the door, Tokiya leaned against the wall and looked around him. Due to his keen eyesight, he saw all the things in Fuko's basement clearly. Like she had said, it was all odds and ends, carpets, dusty books and even a broken chair, which looked as if it had smashed to pieces. Tokiya guessed that it had been Domon's doing. Up till now, Fuko had not really said a word about how she felt about everything, all she had done was to listen patiently to him, and no matter how hard Tokiya tried, he just could not read her thoughts. But, he had to know; he had to know how Fuko felt towards him. It was ironic, since he had lost all feeling a long time ago. But he actually cared as to how Fuko felt about him.
**************** " And now for patient 2487, his condition is such that."
Fuko absentmindedly twirled the pen around her fingers, as the speaker doctor droned on. So far, the meeting had already lasted for about one hour, and she had barely listened to one word that the doctor was saying. Her mind was pre occupied on Tokiya. She was still recovering from the shock upon finding out that he was a vampire. Even though she knew vaguely that they existed in remote places, she had always thought that they lived in separate worlds from humans. Well, evidently, she thought wrong. The proof of that was in the form of her friend, Tokiya Mikagami.
" Anything the matter?" Aki Konami, a doctor sitting next to her asked.
" Huh? Oh, nothing."
" Something bothering you? I bet you've not heard a word that Akira has been saying since the meeting started." Fuko grinned ruefully
" Secret all right, I don't want to be called into his office."
" All right, but spit it out. What were you thinking about?"
" Vampires." Fuko replied, still twirling her pen, and trying her best to look like she was paying attention.
" Vampires? You met one?" Aki teased
" NO! Of course not." Fuko protested furiously and was met with curious stares from the rest of the people in the room. Akira looked at Fuko and lifted his eyebrows in question.
" Sorry, please carry on." Fuko replied apologetically.
When all was settled again, Aki whispered to Fuko
" Why did you get so worked up about? It was only a joke."
" Oh, they might just be sitting in this room at this very moment, better watch what we say you know." Fuko replied and looked away.
" Wait, I didn't say that I didn't believe in them. I do, and I know that they exist. In fact, I have a friend who is an expert on the topic of vampires. He's been studying them for almost five years already. He actually showed me how a vampire teeth mark looked like once."
Fuko looked back at her, " And then?"
" It really was a gross sight. After that, I refused to look anymore. But why the sudden interest?"
" Oh its nothing."
" Been reading Anne Rice novels?"
" Uh, something like that." Fuko replied distractedly, her mind wandering off again.
I'm not reading an Anne Rice novel, I'm experiencing one.
**************** Tokiya opened his eyes to the familiar darkness. It was already nighttime. He could sense it. His first urge was to go and hunt, but he remembered where he was. He was at Fuko's house, and she had told him to stay put. He felt quite weak, but he figured that it would be better if he remained in Fuko's basement.
He closed his eyes, but opened them almost immediately as he heard the sound. It was coming within his mind. He listened intently. He heard it more distinctly this time
Tokiya
Someone was calling him. He heard his name being called over and over again. He could sense that the person was near; his vampire instinct was reacting very strongly. Getting to his feet, Tokiya made his way out of Fuko's basement, heading towards the source of the sound. He staggered over towards the window, which overlooked a back alley. The voice was getting louder now, and Tokiya clambered over the window still and leapt down into the alley. " Show yourself!" he shouted. " Who are you, and why are you calling me!"
" Tsk tsk, Tokiya can't you remember me? How long has it been. six years? It has only been a very short time."
" It's been ages to me." Tokiya replied as he recognized the voice. Out of the shadows came a familiar figure. As he came forward, Tokiya nodded to him, " What do you want Gin?"
" Give a friendlier greeting, won't you Tokiya, I've got a really good plan for the both of us."
" Make yourself at home." Fuko gestured at the living room as she went into her bedroom to take off her coat. Tokiya smiled at the ingenuity of the statement, but nevertheless, made himself comfortable on her comfy leather sofa. Fuko came out presently, and went to the kitchen, bringing out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.
" I don't drink anymore." Tokiya began when she set the two glasses down on the table and began to uncork the bottle.
Fuko shot him a side look
" Even if you're no longer a human, at least try to act like one. I don't think a glass of wine could ever affect a vampire that much, couldn't it?" the way she said it was as if she was daring him. In reply, Tokiya took up his glass and held it up.
" Full." He said, and Fuko smiled and complied.
Fuko sat opposite him on the floor, watching him as he drowned the glass. To him, the wine didn't have much taste, not that it was bad, just that nothing else other than blood appealed to him. When he had put the glass back on the table, Fuko gently asked him
" How did it happen?"
Tokiya looked at her, still unsure if he should tell her what had happened to him six years back. But he knew that Fuko was being brave for him, so the very least that he should do was to reciprocate the action.
The entire story took the whole night. When he had finished, the sun was just breaking over the horizon and rays of sunlight were slowly streaming through Fuko's windows. Tokiya shielded himself from the piecing glare of the sun, as Fuko rushed to draw the curtains, but the sunlight still shone through the windows. Quickly, Fuko hurried Tokiya to her kitchen, where she led Tokiya down a flight of steps into a basement, dark all over, except for a tiny light at the bottom of the staircase.
" This is my basement. I usually keep all my odds and ends in here. There's a mattress inside. You can sleep on it while the sun is up. I'll come home straight after work tonight. Don't leave this apartment, even if you have to feed. I'll bring the blood for you."
" What! Don't be serious Fuko, how on earth are you gong to get the blood, you're not going to kill someone are you?" Tokiya asked
" No, I work in a hospital. I'll get it out somehow." " As a."
Fuko gave a half smile as she looked at him
" I'm a doctor Tokiya. I graduated two years ago. I now work in Tokyo hospital, cardiac section."
" That was your ambition wasn't it?"
" Yes it was. I have to go now, I have an early shift today." Fuko turned to go, but Tokiya caught her wrist and held her as Fuko turned around questioningly
" Thank you." He said, and Fuko nodded.
As Fuko closed the door, Tokiya leaned against the wall and looked around him. Due to his keen eyesight, he saw all the things in Fuko's basement clearly. Like she had said, it was all odds and ends, carpets, dusty books and even a broken chair, which looked as if it had smashed to pieces. Tokiya guessed that it had been Domon's doing. Up till now, Fuko had not really said a word about how she felt about everything, all she had done was to listen patiently to him, and no matter how hard Tokiya tried, he just could not read her thoughts. But, he had to know; he had to know how Fuko felt towards him. It was ironic, since he had lost all feeling a long time ago. But he actually cared as to how Fuko felt about him.
**************** " And now for patient 2487, his condition is such that."
Fuko absentmindedly twirled the pen around her fingers, as the speaker doctor droned on. So far, the meeting had already lasted for about one hour, and she had barely listened to one word that the doctor was saying. Her mind was pre occupied on Tokiya. She was still recovering from the shock upon finding out that he was a vampire. Even though she knew vaguely that they existed in remote places, she had always thought that they lived in separate worlds from humans. Well, evidently, she thought wrong. The proof of that was in the form of her friend, Tokiya Mikagami.
" Anything the matter?" Aki Konami, a doctor sitting next to her asked.
" Huh? Oh, nothing."
" Something bothering you? I bet you've not heard a word that Akira has been saying since the meeting started." Fuko grinned ruefully
" Secret all right, I don't want to be called into his office."
" All right, but spit it out. What were you thinking about?"
" Vampires." Fuko replied, still twirling her pen, and trying her best to look like she was paying attention.
" Vampires? You met one?" Aki teased
" NO! Of course not." Fuko protested furiously and was met with curious stares from the rest of the people in the room. Akira looked at Fuko and lifted his eyebrows in question.
" Sorry, please carry on." Fuko replied apologetically.
When all was settled again, Aki whispered to Fuko
" Why did you get so worked up about? It was only a joke."
" Oh, they might just be sitting in this room at this very moment, better watch what we say you know." Fuko replied and looked away.
" Wait, I didn't say that I didn't believe in them. I do, and I know that they exist. In fact, I have a friend who is an expert on the topic of vampires. He's been studying them for almost five years already. He actually showed me how a vampire teeth mark looked like once."
Fuko looked back at her, " And then?"
" It really was a gross sight. After that, I refused to look anymore. But why the sudden interest?"
" Oh its nothing."
" Been reading Anne Rice novels?"
" Uh, something like that." Fuko replied distractedly, her mind wandering off again.
I'm not reading an Anne Rice novel, I'm experiencing one.
**************** Tokiya opened his eyes to the familiar darkness. It was already nighttime. He could sense it. His first urge was to go and hunt, but he remembered where he was. He was at Fuko's house, and she had told him to stay put. He felt quite weak, but he figured that it would be better if he remained in Fuko's basement.
He closed his eyes, but opened them almost immediately as he heard the sound. It was coming within his mind. He listened intently. He heard it more distinctly this time
Tokiya
Someone was calling him. He heard his name being called over and over again. He could sense that the person was near; his vampire instinct was reacting very strongly. Getting to his feet, Tokiya made his way out of Fuko's basement, heading towards the source of the sound. He staggered over towards the window, which overlooked a back alley. The voice was getting louder now, and Tokiya clambered over the window still and leapt down into the alley. " Show yourself!" he shouted. " Who are you, and why are you calling me!"
" Tsk tsk, Tokiya can't you remember me? How long has it been. six years? It has only been a very short time."
" It's been ages to me." Tokiya replied as he recognized the voice. Out of the shadows came a familiar figure. As he came forward, Tokiya nodded to him, " What do you want Gin?"
" Give a friendlier greeting, won't you Tokiya, I've got a really good plan for the both of us."