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sillylittlenothing: most all questions might be answered here! if that makes any sense to you at all. but, anyway, i hope this answers some of your questions.
Chapt. 48
Tracking a Vampire
"Do you even know where she is?" Hiei asks me, sitting on a familiar windowsill.
"She's easy to find," I answer curtly, checking to see if my clothing is satisfactory: a T-shirt and jeans, perfect.
"Yea, how?"
"Follow the trail of dead people," I smirk, as if it were no big deal.
He stares at me.
"She is a vampire after all…well, part vampire."
"So you're going to track down a vampire? Baka."
"Friends gotta look out for each other. I don't have time to argue with you about this, I have to find her." Making my way to the door, Hiei stops me. "What?"
"Think you should eat something before you go? After all, you have been asleep for nearly a year now."
"A…a…year?" I stutter in disbelief.
"Afraid so," he says nonchalantly.
"She's probably sucked half the population dry by now!"
"Heavy drinker?" Hiei jokes.
"That's not funny," I scold. "Why didn't you keep track of her?"
"Three reasons: one– she's a vampire, two– she's a vampire, and three- she's a vampire."
"Why do you think she left, you dope? She wouldn't do that to you guys. Why do ya think I'm still here?"
"Hn."
"You do that, but I'm going to find my best friend."
"Without eating?"
"Don't need to. My body is built to last without food."
"But not for a year," he protests.
"I'll get something on the way," I growl, pushing past Hiei and walking out the door. Before teleporting to the Ningenkai (I was in Hiei's room), I mumble something for Hiei to hear, "Maybe a fawn or a rabbit." The look on his face was priceless: shear confusion and disgust.
Strangely enough, when I look around to see where I had teleported myself, I find I had gone to the oh-so-special…Iowa. Fun galore.
"This looks strangely familiar," I mumble sarcastically. Human blood filled the air and came fresh on tainted winds. "She was definitely here."
Someone screams.
"Lucky me." I race off towards the scream. Looking down from a building looming over the poor woman, I see her holding a lifeless form. The body was deathly pale (that was a stupid pun…but what can I say? It's true). Not a speck of blood was around.
"She was here recently." I sniff the bloody air. "Very recently."
She calls what she does 'feeding'. Usually she only feeds off of one or two every month or so. Osadyro knows when to stop; she just can't always make herself do it. As she grows older, her ways become more and more unpredictable. She is of many years, in fact. But she has been reborn so very many times I can't keep track of her growing age. Where she is now, I can only guess. Her usual spots vary time to time, and I can never remember.
Jumping about the rooftops, I begin to sniff. Sifting amongst the blood-laden air, I search for the unforgettable scent of my long-time friend. She would be near here; I knew it. That body back there was still fresh; he had not begun to bleed what was left of his blood.
I stop atop a tall, proud tower.
"Osadyro!" I shout to the wind. "It is I, Darkfire! Please, stop your slaughter and come to me!" The wind howls fiercely around me, telling of something coming quickly upon me. I stood, waiting, unafraid.
There she soared, merely a black cloak floating on the wind to those below. Only her hair had changed from its original brown with blonde tips to a black with red streaks. She had morphed to her vampire look.
"It's about damn time!" she snarls, landing beside me.
"Forgive me, I couldn't wake," I smile. "You've changed so much."
"It's permanent now, thanks to you."
"What did I do?"
"Absolutely nothing! That's the point. I gave you a week to wake up and you didn't."
"Well, there's your problem!" I laugh. "You only gave me a week! Maybe if you had given me twelve months…" I trail off.
"That's not funny."
I laugh at her.
"It is and you know it. I haven't eaten yet, care to join me?"
"You're kidding, right?"
"Blood can't satisfy you forever." I pat her on the back. "C'mon, I'll buy."
She looks me up and down. "With what money? You haven't got a cent to show."
I laugh and rub the back of my neck.
"Hai. Well, I just thought we might go out to eat."
"You know I don't like wild game."
"Well, you're a spoil sport," I groan.
"I've a better idea anyway. C'mon." She grabs my hand and leaps into the air. We fly that way for a bit: me hanging by my arm as she hovers easily.
I begin to recognize the area.
"Osa, why bring us here?" I question, staring at the city as it unfolds below us. It was the place where my grandparents lived…my human grandparents, more so.
"Not here, I just need to pick up something," she answers slyly.
"My arm hurts and I'm hungry, let me go. I will find my own food," I growl, trying to free myself. She was up to some trick that I would not find so funny.
"You wish to fall to your death?"
"I will not die. Just…let me go."
"As you wish." She releases me.
"See you in the Makai!" I call to her as I plummet towards the earth below. A nearby water tower breaks my fall as I grasp its railings. The strain ripped at my flesh. I nimbly pull myself onto the narrow walkway.
"That was stupid," I mumble, licking the blood from my wounded right arm.
"Yes, that was."
I look up to the top of the tower. Yusuke stood there proudly.
"Strange. I suppose a hanyou such as you does love a good challenge every now and then. But what brings you to America?" I inquire, jumping up to him.
"Hiei told me you were awake and running about the Ningenkai when I came to check on you. I figured you would return to a place known to you."
"So you came to Iowa? Why not to my home?"
"You weren't there."
I shrug it off and look to the west. The sun was still high so it was not yet evening.
"You know," Yusuke begins.
"Probably."
"Would ya let me talk?"
"I guess."
He sighs heavily. "Hungry?"
"Like rabbit?"
"I give up!"
"Good." I begin to lick my wounds again, waiting for food to tickle my nose. "Hey, Yusuke? You like sushi, right?"
"I guess."
"You good at fishin'?"
"Never been."
This'll be entertaining.
