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Ckat sighed and leaned back on her current perch, the railing of someone's balcony. She had been sitting there watching Arucard on his own perch of a nearby telephone pole. He'd been watching the humans walking down below. She was truly learning the meaning of boredom right now.
"Are we leaving anytime soon?" she asked, leaning back on her perch and looking into the apartment.
"We'll leave after I can get something to eat," he growled looking up at her for only the briefest of moments before returning his attention to the people below.
His focus fell on one young woman with pink hair walking briskly around the crowded streets, completely unaware of the fact that she was being watched by two sets of eyes.
"You like that one?" Ckat asked, growing even more impatient by the moment.
"And they wanted you to become a vampire?" Arucard grumbled.
"At least I'm not one of those pathetic creatures that we have to take orders from. They're nothing but empty bags of flesh compared to us! They even give up being what they are when they become something different!" Ckat harped, leaning backwards again.
"Aren't cats supposed to be patent animals?" Arucard demanded, looking back at the feline.
"Dad was a Were-wolf," she said simply, swinging her legs idly.
"That explain some things," he growled, looking back at the humans, "But you have to admit, in that nothingness, they have the possibility to become anything," he mused, looking at her once again.
"True blank slates if you will?" she purred, sitting back upright and looking at him.
"Indeed, though some of those slates are created with features that make them more suitable for some things rather than others," he mused, leaning on one arm.
"Shall I take it that you are referring to this master of yours back home?" she purred, crossing her legs and leaning forward a bit.
"I know other individuals, you realize," he huffed, looking once again down at the humans, "The one I was speaking is an old friend of mine known to many as The Angel of Darkness,"
"A Shinagami I see," she purred, licking at her wrist.
"A what?" Arucard asked, sounding more then a little confused at her comment.
"It's Japanese, meaning either angel of darkness or the grim reaper," she explained, as calm as she had ever sounded in the time that he'd been traveling together with her.
"I see," he mussed, looking her over again for the fifth time that night.
"And stop looking at my legs," she growled at him, not even having looked in his direction, "And don't ask how I knew you were looking in the first place, I've worked with enough perverts to know when eyes are on me," she hissed, tossing her bangs.
"A well needed gift," he responded, looking her in the eyes as best she'd allow.
"You have no idea," she chuckled, looking down at the humans below, "Why don't you just pick one already?"
"Growing impatient, are we?" he purred, looking back at the humans as well, "I do have standards, you realize."
"Prefer a virgin do you?" she spat, resting her chin on her hands, "Well, good luck! I doubt there are any of those left in the world," she chorted.
"I'm well aware of that bit of information, thank you very much," He growled, not looking up from the humans, "As I said though, I have discerning tastes... and I just spotted one that I like," he finished with a grin.
Ckat jumped over onto Arucard's shoulder and back, looking to where he was. She spotted a red-haired woman walking in the direction opposite the way the other had. She and Arucard dropped down to the ground without a sound and began to follow the woman.
Sometime after they had started after the woman, they ran her into an alley. She started digging around in her purse, trying to find something to defend herself with. She dropped her bag when a pair of shadows fell over her. The two moved closer to the girl, slowly closing the distance between them and her. She began to collapse when Arucard caught hold of her arm. She stared blankly back into his eyes once they locked with each other. Arucard lowered his lips to her neck and slowly sank his fangs into her flesh. She slowly started to go limp in his arms as he was finishing. Before she was completely dead, Arucard turned to Ckat.
"Would you like a try, my dear?" he asked, a grin on his lips and blood still dripping from his chin.
"Can't hurt," she whispered, eyeing the wound while licking her lips, "Just a taste."
He watched her take the other woman's near lifeless body into her arms and stare at the wound he had made in the flesh of the other woman's neck. She lowered her own lips to the dripping marks and finished off what remained inside the other woman's body before throwing her body down to the ground with a look of pain and horror on her face.
"Are you alright?" Arucard asked, almost sounding as though he were concerned for the daemon that he was with at the moment.
"A bit over whelming," Ckat reported, wiping her mouth off with her coat sleeve.
"I'm not surprised, the first time tasting blood can be quite the experience for most fledglings," he said without a great deal of emotion to his voice.
"I'm not one of your fledglings!" Ckat growled, still wiping off her mouth.
"I've been meaning to fix that," he purred as he pulled out his pistol.
"What are you planning to do with that?" she demanded, reaching for her own.
"Relax, this isn't for you," he snarled, shooting the seemingly dead woman through the chest and eliciting a scream of pain from her as she turned to dust.
"What the hell did you do that for?" Ckat demanded, backing away slowly backing away from her companion.
"She was about to turn into a ghoul, you twit!" he yelled, holstering his gun, "Do you really want her running around already dead?" he then demanded, taking a step closer to his female companion, "After all, she could have even turned you into a ghoul. And we did already go over what that would mean for you, now didn't we?" he asked, enjoying watching her squirm slightly.
"Sick bastard!" she growled, taking a step back.
"Don't tell me you're starting to grow afraid of me," Arucard chuckled, moving even closer to her, "The great Ckat Enders, afraid of a walking corpse like myself?" he asked before finding himself unable to speak because of the hole that had appeared in his neck.
"I fear nothing, you slimy pig! You can go to hell for all I care! The only reason I'm working with you is because I was ordered to. But, I can only stretch my ability to do just that so far, do you understand what I'm saying here?" she asked the barrel of her gun still smoking.
He nodded as his throat was putting itself back together.
"You really would make an excellent vampire if you would just allow..." he stopped himself as he felt a bullet wiz past his ear, "I think I'm starting to get your point on this subject."
"Good, it's about time you did," she growled, holstering her gun once again and started to turn around.
"I'll make you a deal, then," he purred, sudden to close for her comfort again, "I'll leave you alone about becoming one if you'll agree to this. Should you be struck down by something other then myself on this mission, you'll agree to allow me to turn you, make you my sister. And if you aren't, then you will die a death that comes to a daemon when your time does arrive," he cooed into her ear as his arms slid around her waist.
"But not a moment before," she snarled, whirling around and punching him square in the jaw and darting partway back out of the alley, "Fucker!" she spat as she turned the corner and disappeared into the crowd.
Arucard picked himself up and dusted his coat of before taking off after the female daemon.
That's one more done for this story. We're actually at about the halfway point with this one. How am I so sure? One, I'm the author and two, I have this already in a hand written form.
And to JoeEngland, first off it's pronounced cat, going rather hard on the ku sound; and Cail, like Cain only with an l instead of an n. And as far as her whole name, she actually came from the marriage of two other characters that had stared in failed attempt of mine at a romance. It is actually a throwback to the days when a girl's middle name was her mother's maiden name, and Ckat's mother was Sakura Cail at her birth, adopting her husband's name after their marriage and passed both name onto their daughter. Does that answer you question? I hope it does!