Standard disclaimers apply.
A/N : pls picture Aoshi before he fights Kenshin in the Kyoto Arc, yes-psychotic. Now, on with the story.
VAMPIRE IN LOVE
"Creatures of the nights rise,
with endless blood to drink,
sacrificing sinless souls,
drinking till the last drop…"
CHAPTER ONE ~ FIREDown in the alley, there was no one, except for homeless people, or cats, searching the dirt for a scrap of food. A perfect place- for a starving blood- sucking creature.
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Aoshi was walking down the alley, he was already familiar with the place. Everything was the same as before – several homeless men were crowding the fire, keeping themselves warm, the dogs and cats were scratching the rubbish for food. Everything was the same, except one thing….which only he knew…..
He felt a familiar surge of hunger that night, the sort of feeling he felt when he was at the town, or at the market, or at the bus stop or anywhere that was crowded. He walked for a few steps, knowing he would soon see something different that lucky night. He kicked an empty tin of Pepsi, watching it rolling down the alley, with a noise that disturbed the stillness of the air. The rolling object halted.
It met the feet of a human. A woman. A beautiful woman indeed, he thought as he raised his eyes to her pale face. Big eyes, high cheekbones, full lips- everything that made up a beautiful woman. And an afraid woman as well, he decided as he noticed the woman was almost running on her two feet. Maybe she was never here before, he thought as he advanced his own steps. He felt blood rushing through his veins. He desired her. They were getting nearer to each other, made faster by the way the woman was almost running and his own long strides. Thanks to his athletic built. He could easily stride with his 6 feet 2 inch height, and his long legs…they were powerful, strong and incredibly useful. He could feel the woman's fear seconds by seconds. His breathing came hard, he was going to enjoy her tonight. He hoped she would be as sweet as she appeared to be. As delicious as she seemed. A beautiful woman, a beautiful frightened woman indeed, he grinned despite his desire.
He was only a few meters away from the woman. He was getting nearer. He could almost hear the woman's breathing. He heard his own breaths, a beautiful woman, and the words kept hammering in his head. Her perfume filled his nostrils. He looked at the woman with fire inside his eyes…
There's no fire like passion…
The woman was within his reach then. There was not a second to lose. He acted just on time. He grabbed her left wrists with a deadly grip with his own powerful right hand. Good, the woman was stunned into immobility. She didn't struggled, and at the meantime, she didn't even open her mouth to scream. But Aoshi knew better, quickly, with a panther's grace, he flung the woman into his arms and imprisoned her against the hard wall when the tension began to leave her body. She started to scream, but Aoshi was starting to play a tactic that proved to work before. He captured her lips with his, silencing her, stopping her from screaming her heart out, he flattened her body against the wall, imprisoning her with his broad chest and strong arms. He let him enjoy the taste of her soft lips before breaking the contact between their lips. The woman struggled, Aoshi doubled-up his effort. He played the part of the seducer very well, knowing there would be so much better things afterwards. He gentled the kiss, knowing that the woman would surrender in no time. He was so damned sure of his sexual appeal that he was actually smiling against her lips. He was grinning then, when he felt the woman relaxed, surrendered, defeated.
But he felt the fear began to leave too, and he almost sighed with frustration. Somehow, he loved women with some sense of fear, and panic. They taste better. He had to welcome back the feeling. He would invite them back to her. He deepened the kiss, allowing him the sheer joy of her. He gave no response when the woman's hands were sliding up his chest to his shoulder. He gave no protest when the woman was suddenly twining her hands behind his neck. Because he was hoping for something much, much better…..
He trailed tiny kisses along her jaw, down to her slender neck. He enjoyed the soft smell of hers, much more, he enjoyed the sound of her, moaning. He nuzzled her neck, softly, seducing, until the woman was clinging to him. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck, softly and then, violently when he could bear the hunger no more. He was so starved he just couldn't wait. He opened his mouth wider, brushing her neck with his lips, until white gleams of teeth suddenly showed, but not to the woman.
He drew a deep breath, then burying two sharp teeth into the woman's neck. A fierce sound of torn flesh filled the air. The woman gasped, a hiss escaped from him. He sucked the sweet red liquid from the tiny holes in her neck, enjoying the sweet taste of it. She tasted like honey, no – she tasted exactly like blood…Bad enough she was not a virgin, she could have been much more sweeter. She wasn't even afraid. Now he regretted his seduction. He cursed himself; he shouldn't hurry like this. He should frighten her first, but bad enough because he was starving then.
It's okay, at least the woman doesn't taste bad. Or worst, she might have been a vampire slayer. He was lucky she was neither of that.
He sucked her dry, licked the remaining liquid spilled on her neck, then she left her lying limply in the alley." Human," he thought aloud, "deserved the same fate as I do. No funeral."
He walked away, half-satisfied. With her lips, and her blood.
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So, whaddaya think?!!
I got the next chapter done, so if you like it, my darlings, review and let me know what you think of this.
And, if Aoshi's height is not 6'2", then please pretend it is for the sake of my story.
Lotsalove---ryuu.
