My Immortal

By: Xiao

` I'm sorry for not updating in a long time, even though I have the whole idea plotted out in my mind. But who cares, better late than never, right? So, here I am, drinking some coffee with 4 spoon fills of sugar with some French vanilla, while sitting in the dark of my parent's room with the TV tuned to some old movie, with my bathing suit top with purple painted finger nails, and listening to the lovely singer, Michael Buble. Now, you get to see how my mind works in these conditions. Enjoy the chapter. `

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Chapter Three: Tomoeda

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"Oh, this is joyous." Sakura said, her legs crisscrossed in front of her. Her pale hands were holding a telephone that was pressed against her ear. She was dressed casually, a pair of dark blue jeans with a pink t-shirt. Her hair was put into two pigtail buns, tied with pink ribbon. A small smirk crossed her lips as she took a glance out the window near her bed, where the crescent moon was glistening with its pure innocence. "Do you think we should meet up with them?"

"No." The voice replied back, calm and collected. "You can't take these ones with a carefree non-organized plan. Even if they consider themselves the best, everyone else did, too, but you have to take them seriously or who knows what could happen. Maybe they are, anyway."

"I know that." She said as she stood and took the phone with her and went to the window, leaning out slightly and watching everything with her emerald eyes. "But at least can't we go out now? Play amongst the stars," She paused. "Or in this case-"

"Sakura."

"Xiao Lang?"

"No, they're arriving tonight. Give it a rest for the night." His voice was slightly forceful, so no questions to be asked in return. She sighed, annoyed. Sakura hated it when he was like this, being protective of her even though she knew that she could take down anyone that stood in her way, but yet she wasn't going to argue because he was just as stubborn and argumentive as she was. "Got me?"

She mumbled a yes. "All right. I'll meet up with you tomorrow morning. Sleep tight." With that the phone went dead, and Sakura set the phone back on the receiver before taking a seat on her bed, and pulling her CD player out from her night stand's drawer.

This was going to be a long night of nothing, and in her opinion, it sucked.

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"What fun." Meiling said as her eyes scanned the over crowded airport of Tomoeda, Japan. The pure auras of some people beaming lightly and then others were beaming heavily. Her and Xiulang had just gotten off the ride from Hong Kong, and the sun was already dipping into a pure whitened color, the rest of the sky beginning to hold the familiar bits of white glitter amongst the velvet canvas. "Welcome to a vampire's playground." She muttered quietly.

Xiulang ignored her comment as he made his way to the terminal and then to the luggage pick up, where he got his bag and then Meiling got her own. "Where to?" He asked. She pulled a crumbled paper from her jean pocket and smoothed it out, her eyes scanning it quietly. The address was one for a hotel on the outskirts of Tomoeda, close to downtown Tokyo.

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"Where are you going?" She asked as she saw him drop his things down and just head back for the door, which led to the hallway. She had just expected him to drop off into the other room and go to sleep since the long ride from the airport to the hotel, but she was wrong. And she didn't know why she didn't expect him to do what he was going to, since she was thinking the same thing. He turned and gave her one of his looks. "I'm going to go, too, then."

"Yeah, sure." He said as he shut the door behind him. She followed behind him as they made their way down the hallway.

"You want to make a bet for tonight?" She asked with a smirk on her face. This was one of the most fun things they did; was make some weird bets for the night. Xiulang stopped, smirking himself and looked at her with a competitive nod. "Let's ride some of the elevators. See who gets the most victims." They didn't usually do any prize for the winner unless they both agreed on it. Usually, just knowing they beat the other was enough.

He nodded, as they came to one elevator and Meiling stopped in front of it. She nodded to him and waited until he was down the hallway at the opposite hallway. It was a good thing that the room service people wouldn't be running around each story of the hotel, so they wouldn't get caught. "Second story and above, all right?" She asked as she pressed the button in time with him. She looked at the clock down the hallway. "Be back at 1:30!" She stepped into the elevator where one person already stood. It was obvious they were going up another story or so, because they didn't get out. A moment later, Xiulang stepped into his own elevator.

"Hey." She said. The person next to her seemed to be about twenty or so. He was a male and seemed quite tired from whatever it was he was doing. She flashed him a smile and pressed the 9th story button. "Where you from?"

"Beijing, China." He replied back in a smooth Japanese tone.

"Hong Kong for me." She replied back. "You seem tired. You just get in?" There was a nod from him as he glanced at the orange glowing buttons that were flashing when they came higher and higher in the hotel. "Hey, me too." She began to advance on him, pressing him back into a corner with her body. He shoved back from her, hard.

"What the hell?" He said. Meiling chuckled darkly and shook her head lightly and made her way back toward him. At least he wasn't completely out of it. She snapped a punch right to his right cheek, and little blood present. He stumbled backward and then slipped down, already out.

"We don't play that way." She said, calmly and bent down, pressing her lips to his neck and biting him sharply. As they came to the 9th story, she dragged him out and left him by the stairs as she made her way back to her elevator.

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Meiling's methods were more of an advance and if they refuse, kick their ass type of thing. She was more into getting everything done quickly and risk the fact that they could be just as good of a fighter as her. Of course, if they were, it wasted a lot of time. Xiulang, on the other hand, acted like he wanted to know them and get their "trust" before he even tried anything. In other words, it was pretty much considered seduction. Of course, that strategy didn't always work, and if it didn't, he had other methods about the same of Meiling's.

"So," he said as he leaned back against the railing inside the elevator. He had this way of looking quite innocent look. It hadn't even been a two minutes, and they were already in conversation. She was a pretty girl about his age, black hair with midnight blue eyes. "Are you single?"

She took a side-glance at him, smiling almost playfully. "Yeah. We just broke up. What about you?"

"I'm not." He said. Her smile vanished at that moment, and she began to get sort of uncomfortable. Well, it was true, he wasn't single, and he wasn't going to deny it. Not that him and Meiling could be classified as a couple just by the looks and how they acted. They were actually pretty hard on each other, always arguing and competing. Deep down she must liked him to some degree, though, because she always put up with him. And anyway, deep down he had some sort of feeling for her, too.

"Not that it matters, no. She's back in Hong Kong. We just had this fight and she told me to fuck off, so here I am. Pathetic, I know. All the way to Japan." Well, in these competitions that they had, anything went. She knew his methods, anyway, how couldn't she? It didn't seem to bother her that much, because she knew that it was all an act.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry!" She said, her voice soft. Xiulang couldn't believe how stupid some people could be, but since it would be easy prey, he decided to make it sound as bad as he could before they got to their spots in the hotel. "Was it bad? Are you going to go back?"

"Yeah... Well... I don't know yet." He said shrugging.

"Oh. I don't think you should if she just shoves you out like that!" She said. The door opened to her floor and she took another look at him, as if asking him if he wanted to her to stay or not. He smiled lightly as an invitation, and she decided to stay.

He pressed another button, which led to another floor. "Maybe I can make it better?" she asked, her voice filled with a playful tone. He blinked, looked at her and smirked as she made her way over to his corner of the elevator. He leaned in, and tilted his head slightly so his breath was right against her neck.

"I'm sure you can." He then kissed softly below her jaw a few times searching for the main artery. He could hear her mumble why did she want to give up someone like you, and then her voice dropped and she went limp as he bit her. "No idea." He smirked again, wiping his lip.

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"Guess what, Xiao Lang?" Sakura said. She had met up with him the early morning down at one of the break feast houses and was sitting across from him in one of the booths, sipping an iced tea. He took a drink from his coffee and didn't even look at her. "I'm not staying home tonight, all right?"

"Fine."

"Don't try and protect me, I'm just as good of a hunter as you, for God's sake! You did that last time someone came from Hong Kong. And anyway, I want some action and now they're in Tomoeda. Can't you feel the auras?" She asked. "Wait, what?"

"I said fine, Cherry Blossom." He said as he set his cup down and still kept his fingers entangled around the warm ceramic mug. "Last time was different, anyway. You know you did have pneumonia. It'd be a stupid idea to let you run around outside, and I bet you anyone else would agree." He looked around, his own caramel eyes scanning the small restaurant.

"I had a cold, Xiao Lang."

"Your father took you to the doctor and they diagnosed you with pneumonia." He replied back calmly. "But that's not the point. Really, if you want, we'll go out like usual and if we just happen to run into them, then, okay, you've got your action."

"Okay." She said, waving a waiter over and asking for a refill of her iced tea. Once she had left, she began to run her index finger over the rim of cold water on the wooden table. "Why are you so serious about these two?"

"Connections." The waiter had just come back and handed Sakura another glass of tea, a little lemon slice pressed against the edge of it. She tore open two packets of sugar and dumped it into the glass, stirring it with her spoon. She then looked up at him, no doubt, interested. "Well, Yukito and Touya are up there in Hong Kong. They've been trying to keep track on their little group."

She groaned as she sipped her drink. "You mess with the best and then you'll die like the rest." She shook her head, trying to imagine how good these vampires could be. Out of every situation in her head, she saw herself or Xiao Lang killing them, either with no problem or with just the lightest struggles. And anyway, there was no one that really seemed to pose as a threat to them so far, so how could a vampire just suddenly appear that was so much higher in their fighting tactics and such? It just didn't seem possible in her eyes. After all, the two of them were smart and they could come up with anything that could help them beat them with just a snap of their fingers. They didn't have to take long for them to come up with a plan.

He shook his head and took another drink. He didn't know what to tell her anymore, since she seemed to be so proud of herself. Pride and honor were some things that Sakura cherished deeply. He looked back up at her and lowered his voice. "Just be careful what you're doing. I don't want to lose you."

"Back at you, Xiao Lang, right back at you." She said while flashing one of her confident smiles that he knew all to well.