Author's notes: Konnichiwa minna-san!!! ^_^ hallo! Well, to be honest, I don't really know where this is going so I'm open to any ideas! I just sort of acted out of impulse… ehehehe… :P well, here's the next chapter! Hope you like it!

Oh, thanks for all the reviews! Diablo, Mae, and lebleuphenix… well, I haven't really figured out things yet.. thanks for the ideas! ^_^ Noa- yeah, I love vampires tooooo!!! And such creatures of the night… *bwahahaha!*. Wow, thanks a lot Yui Shinomori! I'm truly flattered! :D I'll check out your ficcies sometime… THANKS A LOT! ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin and its characters. D*mn.

The Vampire Aoshi

By Tesuka- chan

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Misao let out a blood- curdling scream as she watched the poor girl in the television being ravaged by the vampire. "Nooooooo!! That can't happen to her! She's the protagonist for goodness' sake!! Argh!" The angry girl threw a crumpled popcorn bag towards the screen. As the advertisements rolled by, she stomped off to her small kitchen to make more popcorn.

Angrily punching the numbers in the microwave oven, Misao quickly calmed down and pondered on her newly acquired apartment. I'm so proud of myself. She thought. After years of hard work, I've finally got my own place and I'm a successful and independent woman! I'm never going back to that dump again! She sighed. TOOT!

As she took out the freshly popped batch, she began fixing and melted butter for the popcorn. She remembered the time when she had to almost beg and grovel just to get some measly amount of food. I was cold, empty, and hungry, Misao remembered her childhood all too well. Come to think of it, I was just like that cute vampire guy in the show. She shook her head. For goodness' sakes, she's already 20! Some things are better left forgotten.

Armed with her precious junk food and other things essential for a perfect movie, she went back to her living room and dumped it all in front of her. "Now let's see what happened to that girl!" Excited and dying to know what happens next, she reached out for the remote control to increase the volume when…

*BLACKOUT!*

"AARRRRGGGHHHH!!! That was my favorite show!!!!" Misao exclaimed. "There's no reruns for this one! Damn it!!!" She groped for the flashlight that she always keep with her for emergencies. Slime.

"What the…!" Quickly pulling her hand away, she fumbled on the flashlight that she finally found and switched it on. She pointed it to her hands. Blood.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"

The frantic girl began dancing around and shaking her hands like a lunatic. She knocked things off, tripped over her slippers, and finally landed on her butt with a loud THUD. The sticky substance in her hands flew everywhere. Some of IT landed on her clothes, hair, and lips.

"Hey," she paused and tasted it. "it's ketchup! Hahahaha!! So much ado about nothing, how annoying!" Calming her racing heartbeat, she lay down on the floor, not minding the mess all around her. "Gosh, I guess that show really got in my nerves me." She muttered, sighed, and closed her eyes, resting for a bit but eventually falling asleep.

Aoshi strolled on the streets of Tokyo languorously. He stopped in front of a certain club with a dirty reputation. His cold eyes glinted dangerously and his silky black hair rippled in the soft night breeze. He stood out in the crowd not only because of his height but also because of his unnatural good looks with his simple, yet stylish clothes. All in mysterious black.

This'll do, he decided. He entered the club and almost immediately, girls with skimpy clothes and gaudy make-up swarmed over him.

"My, aren't you a handsome one!"

"He's so tall!"

"Wow, muscles! Men like you don't usually go to a place like this," one particular woman leered at him. " Have problems darlin'? Maybe I could help…" she fluttered her eyelashes at him.

Aoshi, disgusted, masked his face and smiled at the woman. He remembered the orders clearly. Keep a low profile. The mortals are too scared and they might do something rash that might affect us. Keep it low until we find the vagabond. He shook his head and took the loose woman's hand. Hmph… guess I'll have to stick with these kind of people, he rationalized.

"C'mon. Let's go back to my place." He softly suggested.

"Whatever you want, honey. It'll cost you though." The woman winked.

It wouldn't cost me a penny. "Sure, whatever."

He led her out to his sleek, black Ferrari.

Hours later, Aoshi stopped the car by the forest. The woman looked at him curiously, and then seductively. "Hmmm…. You must be really rich to be able to afford to live in an isolated place like this." Her hand snaked its way to his chest.

He faced her and what she saw froze her amorous advances. Eyes so cold, it seems silvery in the moonlight, and a smile that was so terrifyingly evil that she shivered.

"Cold?"

"Well… umm…" She couldn't speak.

"Why don't we go outside and breathe some fresh air?"

"S-sure, whatever you want." She composed herself and stepped out to the forest in her high heels, mini skirt and tube top. Her gold hoop earrings dangled and glinted. She went directly to him, hips swaying and a seductive smile plastered on her face. "Where do you want to go?"

"Run."

She stared. All pretenses gone and a terrified expression on her face. "Wha-what?"

He smiled. Baring his teeth. His long, growing ivory teeth. His features shifted and became more sharp, and if possible, more handsome. His eyes, she was certain, was glinting dangerously silver. She screamed.

"Run."

She wasn't thinking. She ran to the forest, stumbling on the overgrown weeds and plants. Vines were trying to strangle her and evil, red eyes peeped out from the bushes and trees. It was so dark, so very dark in some creepy corners. A heel broke. She could feel her own heart thudding against her chest, she could hear the movement in the air as some unknown creature flies over her head. She made a sharp turn to her right and stopped. She gasped and uttered a low, helpless cry.

He was in front of her, leaning calmly against a tree, looking so terrifyingly handsome.

"How did you…"

"Never mind that. You mortals are so pathetic. I didn't even break a sweat." Aoshi strode towards her. She took a step backward. "You're no fun. You live your poor lives, just like rats, groveling and digging yourself deeper into your pitiful selves." He spat. He stared at her and smiled cynically. "You should even thank me for being so merciful, ending your life early so you won't bear more of this shit."

The woman cried pathetically, sliding down the tree, sitting and avoiding his stare. "I don't want to die! I don't want to!" She sobbed.

"Too bad," the dark creature murmured, "you don't have a choice." He smiled ferrally at her, showing once again his long, beautiful teeth. The last thing she ever saw before he bit her long neck was his cold blue eyes, showing no mercy, no mercy at all.

TBC

A/n: Hey is that cool or what?! *rejoices around with confetti* I can't believe I was able to write this! Darn it all… it was supposed to be funny… *sigh* guess I have to change the category. Drat. O well!!! * runs around the room happily* please READ AND REVIEW!!! ^_^