Chapter 5
"Shido!" Riho exclaimed, and jumped back from Hunter's touch as if his fingers were hot fire and had scalded her skin. Hunter casually placed his fingertip that held a single, salty teardrop of Riho's to his mouth.
Meanwhile, Shido glared angrily down at the other young vampire, his eyes turning from blue-green to gold. Watching the intimate gesture of Hunter savoring Riho's tears, he reached down and pulled the handsome man up by his shirt front. He easily held the vampire aloft in one hand and wrapped his other hand around his neck, squeezing tightly.
"Don't you dare lay a finger on her, or so help me God, I'll..." he threatened in a low voice, more menacing for its soft, deadly tone than its volume.
Riho placed herself between the two men to intervene before things got out of control.
"Shido!" she cried. "Let him go! He didn't touch me! He means no harm...to any of us," she finished lamely, recalling his damning words about Shido and not quite sure if this was the truth or not.
Shido's hands tightened fractionally around his rival's neck, but then his eyes flicked over to Riho. She begged him for mercy without saying a word. It spoke in her eyes, her face, and her very posture. His eyes resumed their normal hue and he dropped the vampire to the ground. Hunter brushed himself off while Riho wrapped her small arms around Shido, holding him close, and trying to soothe away his anger.
"Stay away from her," he warned.
"I believe that is for Riho to decide," Hunter countered while rising from the ground. He turned around and began to walk away down the beach.
"I'll be seeing you soon, Riho. Think about what I said," he called from over his shoulder and he disappeared into the shadows of a sand dune.
Riho and Shido were once again alone on the deserted beach. Shido looked down at her beautiful, up tilt face illuminated in the moonlight and gently pulled out of her embrace. He began to clean and pack the remains of their beach picnic and thought bitterly of the mess that he had made of their night. Riho mechanically joined him in packing up and when they were ready to depart, they both looked longingly out over the ocean, reminiscing about the time when they were physically and emotionally joined in the waves of the ocean. Now they were each washed up on separate shores, waiting for the tide to bring the other in and be enfolded in loving arms. But which one would dare to tread the treacherous waves in order to reach the other in safe harbor? They looked at each other and began to walk back to the office in painful silence, each alone in their own thoughts.
Hunter strolled through the darkened streets with a determined air. On a lonely street corner, he spotted a prostitute leaning provocatively against a lamp post trying to sell her wares. As he approached her, she straightened up and murmured, "Hey baby! Looking for a date tonight?"
Hunter did not bother with a reply, only gruffly caught her slim wrist in his hand and pulled her body tightly into his embrace. He reached up and tugged her head back with a violent pull on her hair, as his mouth ruthlessly plundered her own. Tingles ran up and down the young girl's spine, whether from fear or excitement, she wasn't sure. The man broke off their kiss and turned her around in his arms. He roughly ripped her lace top from her shoulder and grabbed her ample breasts in both hands. He began to lick and suck on her neck and low moans emerged from the prostitute's lips as her eyes fluttered closed.
Then two razor sharp teeth sunk into her neck and pulled her blood from her body. She melted away in a faint and thought what a pleasant way this was to die.
Hunter tossed the young girl's body to the ground after feasting upon her. He knew instinctively that he had not taken enough to kill her. He had to be very cautious and careful now with "The Vampire Detective" on his back.
Hunter continued to walk up the street and opened the door into a nearby boarding house. He began the long walk up the rickety steps to his room. He slipped his key into the doorknob and with a turn and a little shake, the tumbler opened and allowed him entry into his one-room apartment. He stepped inside, closed the door, and didn't bother to turn on the lights. He leaned against the closed door as the waves of heady intoxication continued to course through his body after taking the girl's blood.
Suddenly, a voice emerged from the darkness.
"Your greediness will cost you...and us," it warned ominously.
"No sir," Hunter argued. "I only took enough to sustain me and not kill her, I assure you. I would never do anything to jeopardize our plans, Master."
"I should hope not," the thickly-accented voice chided. "How did it go on the beach? Will the young Riho succumb to your charms? Have you planted doubts in her head? Or will we just have to kill her?"
"I hope to kill her either way, Master," Hunter replied. "But seducing her first certainly would be nice. She does have a beautiful body, for one so young. I think that I may know what Shido sees in her..."
"Silence! You fool!" the voice ranted. "Shido sees nothing in her! He only sees me, dreams of me, thinks of me, loves only ME! I am making sure of that. I have continued to draw out his memories and have made them occur more and more frequently. He should be crawling back to me in a matter of days and with you handling Riho, he will fall right into my arms."
The man speaking emerged from the shadows to stand in the light emitted from the window. He had long, flowing golden hair with lion-like golden eyes to match.
"But Master," Hunter lamented, "when you have Shido back, you won't want me anymore!"
"Don't worry, my love," Cain drawled as he pulled the young man into his arms. "I have room enough in my heart to love you both."
And with that he set his lips onto the other vampire's mouth as they sank down to the bed together.
"Shido!" Riho exclaimed, and jumped back from Hunter's touch as if his fingers were hot fire and had scalded her skin. Hunter casually placed his fingertip that held a single, salty teardrop of Riho's to his mouth.
Meanwhile, Shido glared angrily down at the other young vampire, his eyes turning from blue-green to gold. Watching the intimate gesture of Hunter savoring Riho's tears, he reached down and pulled the handsome man up by his shirt front. He easily held the vampire aloft in one hand and wrapped his other hand around his neck, squeezing tightly.
"Don't you dare lay a finger on her, or so help me God, I'll..." he threatened in a low voice, more menacing for its soft, deadly tone than its volume.
Riho placed herself between the two men to intervene before things got out of control.
"Shido!" she cried. "Let him go! He didn't touch me! He means no harm...to any of us," she finished lamely, recalling his damning words about Shido and not quite sure if this was the truth or not.
Shido's hands tightened fractionally around his rival's neck, but then his eyes flicked over to Riho. She begged him for mercy without saying a word. It spoke in her eyes, her face, and her very posture. His eyes resumed their normal hue and he dropped the vampire to the ground. Hunter brushed himself off while Riho wrapped her small arms around Shido, holding him close, and trying to soothe away his anger.
"Stay away from her," he warned.
"I believe that is for Riho to decide," Hunter countered while rising from the ground. He turned around and began to walk away down the beach.
"I'll be seeing you soon, Riho. Think about what I said," he called from over his shoulder and he disappeared into the shadows of a sand dune.
Riho and Shido were once again alone on the deserted beach. Shido looked down at her beautiful, up tilt face illuminated in the moonlight and gently pulled out of her embrace. He began to clean and pack the remains of their beach picnic and thought bitterly of the mess that he had made of their night. Riho mechanically joined him in packing up and when they were ready to depart, they both looked longingly out over the ocean, reminiscing about the time when they were physically and emotionally joined in the waves of the ocean. Now they were each washed up on separate shores, waiting for the tide to bring the other in and be enfolded in loving arms. But which one would dare to tread the treacherous waves in order to reach the other in safe harbor? They looked at each other and began to walk back to the office in painful silence, each alone in their own thoughts.
Hunter strolled through the darkened streets with a determined air. On a lonely street corner, he spotted a prostitute leaning provocatively against a lamp post trying to sell her wares. As he approached her, she straightened up and murmured, "Hey baby! Looking for a date tonight?"
Hunter did not bother with a reply, only gruffly caught her slim wrist in his hand and pulled her body tightly into his embrace. He reached up and tugged her head back with a violent pull on her hair, as his mouth ruthlessly plundered her own. Tingles ran up and down the young girl's spine, whether from fear or excitement, she wasn't sure. The man broke off their kiss and turned her around in his arms. He roughly ripped her lace top from her shoulder and grabbed her ample breasts in both hands. He began to lick and suck on her neck and low moans emerged from the prostitute's lips as her eyes fluttered closed.
Then two razor sharp teeth sunk into her neck and pulled her blood from her body. She melted away in a faint and thought what a pleasant way this was to die.
Hunter tossed the young girl's body to the ground after feasting upon her. He knew instinctively that he had not taken enough to kill her. He had to be very cautious and careful now with "The Vampire Detective" on his back.
Hunter continued to walk up the street and opened the door into a nearby boarding house. He began the long walk up the rickety steps to his room. He slipped his key into the doorknob and with a turn and a little shake, the tumbler opened and allowed him entry into his one-room apartment. He stepped inside, closed the door, and didn't bother to turn on the lights. He leaned against the closed door as the waves of heady intoxication continued to course through his body after taking the girl's blood.
Suddenly, a voice emerged from the darkness.
"Your greediness will cost you...and us," it warned ominously.
"No sir," Hunter argued. "I only took enough to sustain me and not kill her, I assure you. I would never do anything to jeopardize our plans, Master."
"I should hope not," the thickly-accented voice chided. "How did it go on the beach? Will the young Riho succumb to your charms? Have you planted doubts in her head? Or will we just have to kill her?"
"I hope to kill her either way, Master," Hunter replied. "But seducing her first certainly would be nice. She does have a beautiful body, for one so young. I think that I may know what Shido sees in her..."
"Silence! You fool!" the voice ranted. "Shido sees nothing in her! He only sees me, dreams of me, thinks of me, loves only ME! I am making sure of that. I have continued to draw out his memories and have made them occur more and more frequently. He should be crawling back to me in a matter of days and with you handling Riho, he will fall right into my arms."
The man speaking emerged from the shadows to stand in the light emitted from the window. He had long, flowing golden hair with lion-like golden eyes to match.
"But Master," Hunter lamented, "when you have Shido back, you won't want me anymore!"
"Don't worry, my love," Cain drawled as he pulled the young man into his arms. "I have room enough in my heart to love you both."
And with that he set his lips onto the other vampire's mouth as they sank down to the bed together.