(Special Note: Michinimayou Hiro, is suppose to be Kikono's younger
brother. Also this may sound like Vampire Princess Miyu OAV in the end.)
Part 3
Ken noted for weeks that Omi's vampirism had become much better, but since his reliance on him was becoming slightly frightening. Omi would try and fight down the hunger he felt only to become sick.
Omi had been feeding on his wrist when he suddenly winced as the fangs sank deeper into the flesh. The boy stopped and looked at his friend with dark eyes. "Gomen, Ken-kun, did I hurt you?"
"No, Omi, its okay, I'm just tired that's all," Ken smiled.
Omi nodded. "Its my fault, Ken-kun, I ask too much of you."
"Of course not."
The boy shook his head sadly. "It is just that I have become more and more reliant on you feeding me."
Omi sighed, he pretended so much that he was a normal first year college student that he started to notice another problem. Many of the girls in his class were taking notice of him looking pale and ill. "Are you sure, Omi- kun you are alright?" a girl named, Mia asked him.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
He walked out of the school and sighed feeling his heart beating faster. He walked into the halls and saw he wasn't alone, a man walked up pushing Omi into a broom closet. "What the hell are you doing, Mamoru?"
Omi pulled away from him. "Don't call me that! That name is dead!"
"Fine, but you are causing more harm than good by staying with the Weiss!" The man pulled out a card putting it in Omi's hand and then left.
He blinked again as the man left him in the closet. He pulled the card out and looked down at it. "Michinimayou Hiro," he whispered and turned the card over. "If you want to know the truth, come to the address above."
Koneko was slower than normal, for the boys of the Weiss that was a relief. Ken yawned as he looked over the orders, there weren't any. He saw Aya coming down from his office in his room. Why did he have an office anyway? Ken thought as he pulled his eyes from the street looking and waiting for Omi to come home from classes. "Aya, are you taking over for me while I have a breather?"
Aya only looked outside as Omi drove by on his motorcycle. "Omi isn't looking too good lately, tell him to take a nap, then you can have your break," he whispered looking for his book. "I hate slow days."
Ken smiled dashing into the garage and looked over at Omi who was parking his bike next to his. "You have been saved from doing anything on this boring day, Omi. Aya wants you to take a nap, he said you are looking sick."
Omi turned to face his friend with a pale face. "Ken-kun, I saw him again, the man I told you about."
"Damn, again? What the hell does he want?" Ken growled looking upset. "Doesn't he know you're upset enough."
"Hai, he called me by my real name! I'm surprised anyone other than us knows my real name."
"Calm down, come on, you might need to eat something."
Ken felt his hand being pulled up the stairs by Omi who wasn't about to talk about anything outside his bedroom. "No, Ken-kun."
"That wasn't what I meant. Omi if you start eating more normal food again, maybe you won't have to feed off my blood so much."
"I tried that last night and got sick remember. I tried to eat something Aya made, now he thinks he poisoned me." Omi sat down on his bed. "I'm changing Ken-kun, I'm scared."
"Don't be."
Ken waited until Omi was fast asleep to take a look at the card he saw Omi clutching when he told him about the man. The card was small, nothing special, but what was written on the back. He sighed hoping that this man would help his friend. "Sorry Omi, but we have to check all possibilities."
The large high rise looked like it was the right place. Ken just stared up at it in disbelief. "This can't be right," he muttered and walked inside, he saw a receptionist sitting at a desk near the elevators. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a Mr. Michinimayou."
A woman with dark hazel eyes looked up from her computer at him. "Yes, are you his nephew, Mamoru? He only wants to talk to him."
"I am," he lied hating to lie at all to get what he need. Think about Omi, he thought and then smiled at the woman.
"Okay, take the elevator to floor thirty and go to room 3070, he will be waiting for you," she smiled and went back to work.
"Thank you," he walked up to the elevator and pushed the button, the door slid open and he started to go into it and a man that looked almost like the one Omi had told him about came in.
"You are not, Mamoru," he heard the man whisper. "Why have you come?"
"To get answers about why Omi is like this."
The man smiled. "A true friend, you concern yourself with him and not danger you are," the man smiled his dark eyes on Ken's eyes. "Let me see your wrists and see how much of a friend you are."
Ken covered his wrists, only to have the man push him against the wall and looked deeply into his eyes. He felt lightheaded looking into the man's eyes, he just stood there as the man pulled up his right sleeve and nodded. "I see you feed him."
The door slid open on the thirtieth floor, the man pulled Ken into his office and shut the door. "Sit down, Ken. Ken is your name, is it not?"
The boy just nodded dumbly and sat down in a chair near a desk, he felt the man's hands on his shoulders. "I'm sorry I had to do that to you, my boy, but you would have made a scene and we can't have you doing that, now can we?" He turned and walked to his desk looking Ken in the face. "Now, snap out of it."
"Where am I?" Ken looked around him.
"You are in my office. And yes I am Michinimayou Hiro. I know who you are, one doesn't need to be a vampire to know my nephew's friend."
"Omi doesn't have a family, Takatori is dead."
Hiro laughed his dark red eyes brightening; he almost looked just like Omi in many respects, except he had to be several years older. "I am not a Takatori, but Takatori Kikono was my older sister. Her maiden name was Michinimayou. Ask Mamoru, I mean Omi that, he will tell you the truth."
The boy went silent and looked at Hiro seriously. "Do you know what Omi can do to stop being a vampire?"
"No, one is sure how my family was infected by this curse, but all I know was that every so often, the gene is passed on and sometimes the first and second child is able to fight it and be perfectly normal, but some times the child isn't so lucky, like in Omi's case." Hiro shook his head sadly. "Every third child in my family was cursed with this, Omi has it now, he and I were the third born, our bodies can't live without taking blood from other sources."
"Why did you tell him to leave Weiss?" Ken asked looking like he started to understand.
"Because, Omi would be a threat to himself and to others. You know Omi can't always feed from you. Eventually you will become sick from blood loss. Omi can't survive without you now; you made him dependent on you." The man shook his head. "I wish I had a friend like that."
"So he's going to eventually kill everyone?"
Hiro nodded sadly. "Omi won't even be aware of it."
Ken returned from his meeting with the vampire and sighed looking in on Omi who was sleeping still. He sat down on his bed amazed and confused. "What are we going to do, Omi?" Ken whispered.
"Ken-kun, where did you go?" Omi knocked on the door looking at him with dark eyes.
"Omi, I talked to Michinimayou," he whispered. "He had a lot to say, we're going to meet with him tomorrow."
Omi's face was on the crowd in the park, his eyes were turning weird colors from lack of feeding. He looked at Ken who was trying to keep Omi from touching him and pulling him into feeding. "I'm hungry."
"Omi, not yet." Ken whispered.
"But." he stopped talking when Hiro walked up to Omi who was starting to smile. "Hello."
The man smiled, he looked at Ken and then led them to his car. "I see Ken that you didn't need to trick him."
"Of course not. Omi, this is your mother's brother, Hiro."
Omi stayed silent his dark eyes turning to a reddish glow. "Omi, you must be starving, Ken why didn't you feed him before you came out?"
Ken shook his head. "I did feed him, I fed him this morning."
Hiro smiled again and nodded taking something out for Omi. "You can have this, but when you have it, you can't ask for another, do you understand?" He held up a package that would have been used in a hospital. He held it out to Omi and then took out a glass pouring some into it.
"Its okay, Omi," Ken urged Omi to take it.
Omi sipped it and then blinked as he starting to suck out the last drop. "Why can't I have more?"
"Because then you will be addicted to it," the vampire smiled at him. "You're just haven't been a vampire long enough to understand."
Hiro was quiet and smiled watching Omi. "Last time I saw you, you were only four playing with your brother, Mosifumi. He was so attached to you. You were the reason he wanted to be a doctor. He wanted to cure you from being- "
"A vampire," Omi whispered. "His experiments made him go insane."
"Yes, they did make him go insane. He wanted you to be normal, a human. Sadly he had no idea about heredity. You are a natural vampire, born from the genes that have been dormant in your mother for years."
Omi sat on a bed looking around; he found a photograph sitting next to the bed and blinked at it. It was a complete picture; most of the pictures he had weren't so complete from his family. He saw a woman with lovely dark blue eyes smiling, she was holding a small boy with dark eyes that were the same color next to her was a boy looking like a younger version of Takatori Mosifumi, he was dressed in school uniform. Next to the picture was some other ones, these were older, but also a small drawing. "Get Well Soon, Mamoru," he looked at the picture. "Love from your brothers, Mosifumi and Hirofumi."
He smiled and saw another set of pictures; he saw a boy and a girl sitting side by side next to a cherry tree in the summer. He looked on the back and saw the names, Michinimayou Kikono age 13 and Michinimayou Hiro, age 7 printed on the back. "That was taken on Kikono's birthday, that was when Takatori Reiji and his brother moved in. They really loved your mother very much," Hiro was looking at Omi smiling. "I was upset when Kikono killed herself. I know it was Reiji's fault, he never took responsibility for anything. But it was Shuichi who truly loved your mother, you have his hair."
"I know he was my real father. Why didn't Shuichi know about what would happen to me?"
"Of course he didn't know, Kikono never told anyone about the gene. In fact she never knew about it until I turned fifteen and started to have my hungers. Sadly though you developed it when you turned six and it was suppressed thankfully. Mosifumi tried find a cure for it."
Ken walked into the room and looked at Hiro and Omi. "Hiro, I think we better get going, Aya and Yohji will try and find us."
Part 3
Ken noted for weeks that Omi's vampirism had become much better, but since his reliance on him was becoming slightly frightening. Omi would try and fight down the hunger he felt only to become sick.
Omi had been feeding on his wrist when he suddenly winced as the fangs sank deeper into the flesh. The boy stopped and looked at his friend with dark eyes. "Gomen, Ken-kun, did I hurt you?"
"No, Omi, its okay, I'm just tired that's all," Ken smiled.
Omi nodded. "Its my fault, Ken-kun, I ask too much of you."
"Of course not."
The boy shook his head sadly. "It is just that I have become more and more reliant on you feeding me."
Omi sighed, he pretended so much that he was a normal first year college student that he started to notice another problem. Many of the girls in his class were taking notice of him looking pale and ill. "Are you sure, Omi- kun you are alright?" a girl named, Mia asked him.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
He walked out of the school and sighed feeling his heart beating faster. He walked into the halls and saw he wasn't alone, a man walked up pushing Omi into a broom closet. "What the hell are you doing, Mamoru?"
Omi pulled away from him. "Don't call me that! That name is dead!"
"Fine, but you are causing more harm than good by staying with the Weiss!" The man pulled out a card putting it in Omi's hand and then left.
He blinked again as the man left him in the closet. He pulled the card out and looked down at it. "Michinimayou Hiro," he whispered and turned the card over. "If you want to know the truth, come to the address above."
Koneko was slower than normal, for the boys of the Weiss that was a relief. Ken yawned as he looked over the orders, there weren't any. He saw Aya coming down from his office in his room. Why did he have an office anyway? Ken thought as he pulled his eyes from the street looking and waiting for Omi to come home from classes. "Aya, are you taking over for me while I have a breather?"
Aya only looked outside as Omi drove by on his motorcycle. "Omi isn't looking too good lately, tell him to take a nap, then you can have your break," he whispered looking for his book. "I hate slow days."
Ken smiled dashing into the garage and looked over at Omi who was parking his bike next to his. "You have been saved from doing anything on this boring day, Omi. Aya wants you to take a nap, he said you are looking sick."
Omi turned to face his friend with a pale face. "Ken-kun, I saw him again, the man I told you about."
"Damn, again? What the hell does he want?" Ken growled looking upset. "Doesn't he know you're upset enough."
"Hai, he called me by my real name! I'm surprised anyone other than us knows my real name."
"Calm down, come on, you might need to eat something."
Ken felt his hand being pulled up the stairs by Omi who wasn't about to talk about anything outside his bedroom. "No, Ken-kun."
"That wasn't what I meant. Omi if you start eating more normal food again, maybe you won't have to feed off my blood so much."
"I tried that last night and got sick remember. I tried to eat something Aya made, now he thinks he poisoned me." Omi sat down on his bed. "I'm changing Ken-kun, I'm scared."
"Don't be."
Ken waited until Omi was fast asleep to take a look at the card he saw Omi clutching when he told him about the man. The card was small, nothing special, but what was written on the back. He sighed hoping that this man would help his friend. "Sorry Omi, but we have to check all possibilities."
The large high rise looked like it was the right place. Ken just stared up at it in disbelief. "This can't be right," he muttered and walked inside, he saw a receptionist sitting at a desk near the elevators. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a Mr. Michinimayou."
A woman with dark hazel eyes looked up from her computer at him. "Yes, are you his nephew, Mamoru? He only wants to talk to him."
"I am," he lied hating to lie at all to get what he need. Think about Omi, he thought and then smiled at the woman.
"Okay, take the elevator to floor thirty and go to room 3070, he will be waiting for you," she smiled and went back to work.
"Thank you," he walked up to the elevator and pushed the button, the door slid open and he started to go into it and a man that looked almost like the one Omi had told him about came in.
"You are not, Mamoru," he heard the man whisper. "Why have you come?"
"To get answers about why Omi is like this."
The man smiled. "A true friend, you concern yourself with him and not danger you are," the man smiled his dark eyes on Ken's eyes. "Let me see your wrists and see how much of a friend you are."
Ken covered his wrists, only to have the man push him against the wall and looked deeply into his eyes. He felt lightheaded looking into the man's eyes, he just stood there as the man pulled up his right sleeve and nodded. "I see you feed him."
The door slid open on the thirtieth floor, the man pulled Ken into his office and shut the door. "Sit down, Ken. Ken is your name, is it not?"
The boy just nodded dumbly and sat down in a chair near a desk, he felt the man's hands on his shoulders. "I'm sorry I had to do that to you, my boy, but you would have made a scene and we can't have you doing that, now can we?" He turned and walked to his desk looking Ken in the face. "Now, snap out of it."
"Where am I?" Ken looked around him.
"You are in my office. And yes I am Michinimayou Hiro. I know who you are, one doesn't need to be a vampire to know my nephew's friend."
"Omi doesn't have a family, Takatori is dead."
Hiro laughed his dark red eyes brightening; he almost looked just like Omi in many respects, except he had to be several years older. "I am not a Takatori, but Takatori Kikono was my older sister. Her maiden name was Michinimayou. Ask Mamoru, I mean Omi that, he will tell you the truth."
The boy went silent and looked at Hiro seriously. "Do you know what Omi can do to stop being a vampire?"
"No, one is sure how my family was infected by this curse, but all I know was that every so often, the gene is passed on and sometimes the first and second child is able to fight it and be perfectly normal, but some times the child isn't so lucky, like in Omi's case." Hiro shook his head sadly. "Every third child in my family was cursed with this, Omi has it now, he and I were the third born, our bodies can't live without taking blood from other sources."
"Why did you tell him to leave Weiss?" Ken asked looking like he started to understand.
"Because, Omi would be a threat to himself and to others. You know Omi can't always feed from you. Eventually you will become sick from blood loss. Omi can't survive without you now; you made him dependent on you." The man shook his head. "I wish I had a friend like that."
"So he's going to eventually kill everyone?"
Hiro nodded sadly. "Omi won't even be aware of it."
Ken returned from his meeting with the vampire and sighed looking in on Omi who was sleeping still. He sat down on his bed amazed and confused. "What are we going to do, Omi?" Ken whispered.
"Ken-kun, where did you go?" Omi knocked on the door looking at him with dark eyes.
"Omi, I talked to Michinimayou," he whispered. "He had a lot to say, we're going to meet with him tomorrow."
Omi's face was on the crowd in the park, his eyes were turning weird colors from lack of feeding. He looked at Ken who was trying to keep Omi from touching him and pulling him into feeding. "I'm hungry."
"Omi, not yet." Ken whispered.
"But." he stopped talking when Hiro walked up to Omi who was starting to smile. "Hello."
The man smiled, he looked at Ken and then led them to his car. "I see Ken that you didn't need to trick him."
"Of course not. Omi, this is your mother's brother, Hiro."
Omi stayed silent his dark eyes turning to a reddish glow. "Omi, you must be starving, Ken why didn't you feed him before you came out?"
Ken shook his head. "I did feed him, I fed him this morning."
Hiro smiled again and nodded taking something out for Omi. "You can have this, but when you have it, you can't ask for another, do you understand?" He held up a package that would have been used in a hospital. He held it out to Omi and then took out a glass pouring some into it.
"Its okay, Omi," Ken urged Omi to take it.
Omi sipped it and then blinked as he starting to suck out the last drop. "Why can't I have more?"
"Because then you will be addicted to it," the vampire smiled at him. "You're just haven't been a vampire long enough to understand."
Hiro was quiet and smiled watching Omi. "Last time I saw you, you were only four playing with your brother, Mosifumi. He was so attached to you. You were the reason he wanted to be a doctor. He wanted to cure you from being- "
"A vampire," Omi whispered. "His experiments made him go insane."
"Yes, they did make him go insane. He wanted you to be normal, a human. Sadly he had no idea about heredity. You are a natural vampire, born from the genes that have been dormant in your mother for years."
Omi sat on a bed looking around; he found a photograph sitting next to the bed and blinked at it. It was a complete picture; most of the pictures he had weren't so complete from his family. He saw a woman with lovely dark blue eyes smiling, she was holding a small boy with dark eyes that were the same color next to her was a boy looking like a younger version of Takatori Mosifumi, he was dressed in school uniform. Next to the picture was some other ones, these were older, but also a small drawing. "Get Well Soon, Mamoru," he looked at the picture. "Love from your brothers, Mosifumi and Hirofumi."
He smiled and saw another set of pictures; he saw a boy and a girl sitting side by side next to a cherry tree in the summer. He looked on the back and saw the names, Michinimayou Kikono age 13 and Michinimayou Hiro, age 7 printed on the back. "That was taken on Kikono's birthday, that was when Takatori Reiji and his brother moved in. They really loved your mother very much," Hiro was looking at Omi smiling. "I was upset when Kikono killed herself. I know it was Reiji's fault, he never took responsibility for anything. But it was Shuichi who truly loved your mother, you have his hair."
"I know he was my real father. Why didn't Shuichi know about what would happen to me?"
"Of course he didn't know, Kikono never told anyone about the gene. In fact she never knew about it until I turned fifteen and started to have my hungers. Sadly though you developed it when you turned six and it was suppressed thankfully. Mosifumi tried find a cure for it."
Ken walked into the room and looked at Hiro and Omi. "Hiro, I think we better get going, Aya and Yohji will try and find us."
