Saya no Michi: Hello.
Darren: Go away.
Saya no Michi: aw Darren. It was all Marisa.
Darren: Shoo, go away she-male.
Saya: How DARE you!
Michi: now he gone an' done it. -cowers-
Marisa-in the background yawning- I'll let ya in on the story...
Chapter 5
After many minutes of walking a lot of stairs, many, many, many, minutes, Marisa felt him push her in a dark and cold room. She was about to fuss about his 'hospitality', but the only one she ended up facing was…the door.
"Yeah, well, I'll just escape through the window." She huffed coming up short for a good come back. She walked over to the window and pulled back the curtains. "Think you can keep me-" She twitched. "What a pleasant guest room."
She began to tug at the boards that blocked out the outside world. They wouldn't budge. She yanked, she hit, and she even threw a chair at it. It didn't look even scratched. Sighing she turned to her last resort.
"Alright Flareon," she said as she pulled out her beyblade, "Please, just help me out here." She could mentally feel him laughing at her. She began to growl at her 'free-spirited' bit.
"Look!" she hissed, "If you don't do this one thing I'll lock you up for eternity."
"Eternity is a very long time. That seems an unfair punishment."
Marisa jumped at the intrusion and put her beyblade in an I'll-throw-it-at-your-head-if-you-take-one-step-closer position.
"What do you want?" she hissed.
The pale skinned vampire only smirked as one of the boards finally came loose and fell. Marisa dropped her blade when she saw what was behind.
"You blocked it with brick!" she gasped.
"I like my room dark." Sanguinex answered.
"Your room!"
"Please. Make yourself comfortable. I'll be…around."
He took a step back and walked, once more, out of the room. Marisa was about to scream, but she being the calmest of calm and the beauty of self control started kicking the dresser.
"Flareon if you don't help me brake this thing down you'll be sorry." She could feel Flareon shake his head 'no'. "No? Are you that weak?" Flareon paused. "What? I'm only concluding this. Or maybe you're scared."
Flareon frowned and spoke to her, "I could do that simple task with my eyes closed."
"Than let's see it."
"Fine."
Marisa launched her blade and Flareon began shredding the brick away…with his eyes closed! When the last brick blew away in the wind, seeing as the glass had shattered during one unexpected hit from a high ego, Marisa called back her bit and complemented him.
"Do it faster next time!"
She stared out the window and began to feel a little dizzy. She heard the same annoying voice below taunt, "did I mention you're on the seventh floor? That is the highest room in my place."
"The seventh floor?" she growled.
"I like my room high."
She pondered a moment then shrugged. "You down there?" She questioned. There was a slight pause and then a slow, "yes."
"Good," she said, " 'cause I'll be down there shortly." And at that, and with her blade in her pocket, she jumped out the window without any hesitation.
Sanguinex stared for a moment when it finally clicked. He saw her falling toward him and he immediately ran over to her, almost to late. She fell right into his arms and jumped out.
"You basterd, what were you doing?" she yelled.
"Saving your life." He snapped back.
"I don't need your help." The word 'your' was said harshly. But before she knew it, once again he was carrying her off. When she looked back she was a huge form of a…werewolf (?).
"You were saying?" he asked in a mocking tone.
"Wh-what was…"
"The question is who, dear. And he is my brother. I told you to try and avoid him tonight."
Marisa gritted her teeth and commanded him to never call her that again.
"Or what? Or you'll lock me away for all eternity?" he mocked.
"You know, I think you're obsessed with that." She stated.
"No. I'm only cursed to live it."
She blinked for a moment, obviously missing something. "What?"
"Nothing to concern the likes of a mortal like yourself." He assured.
"Hey" she spoke, grabbing his shirt, "Don't you ever, EVER put me on the same scale as them."
This time Sanguinex was the one confussed…
Saya no Michi: HAH…I finished another chappie. Oh, and does anyone get why he kept apologizing? If not then things will get a little clearer later on. I promise.
Michi: PLEASE REVIEW!
Saya: Michi you look like you're begging.
Michi: sorry.
Saya-sighs-
