I realise this update is increadibly short, however it was how I wanted to end the previous update but I could never word it properly. I hope people like this a bit better then they did the last update as well.
Kimra
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Innocent's Violence
By Kimra
Part 6
"Isn't this interesting." An educated voice broke into her drowning senses and Usagi yanked back. It wasn't the man before her talking, she knew that, his lips and been to firmly connected with hers for it to have been him, but the voice had been real and near. Her head whipped around faster then Mamoru's and she saw lazing in the kitchen door a man she had never seen before.
A quick glance to Mamoru a quirk of her brow and she could see his confusion as well as she could feel her own. She glared at the intruder then, her hands curling tighter into Mamoru, not wanting to release the hold that had been quite perfect until the interruption.
"Who are you?" She bit the words out, the levels of anger and resentment towards the stranger peaking. His posture spoke of lazy comfort, his eyes of deep and concentrated attention. His clothes where perfectly manicured, hair curt neatly. There was nothing about the man before them that spoke of anything but power and control.
"Why dear girl. You called for me, I would expect better reception."
Fear pushed through her system as his educated voice responded. There was a sneer, a little humour and a large does of malice hidden in the tones aimed at her.
Usagi forced her grip on Mamoru to release, glared into his eyes warningly when his hold remained and he released her reluctantly. Then she turned her attention to the stranger.
"Demando." Not a question, a statement of fact, she should have known from the power he emanated, but she was distracted.
He nodded his head, the smirk on his lips growing and she clenched her hand in response to the arrogance. She was in danger, Mamoru was in danger and she could feel the anger begin to build.
"I'd bet my blood his human." Demando murmured, his eyes sweeping over her shoulder and scrutinizing Mamoru. She stepped between them automatically, not caring that it betrayed her interest in Mamoru's well being or that it clarified that he was indeed human.
"You have no right to be here." She bit out at the white haired man, her pulse was quickening on her and her attention was wavering.
"You invited me. I have every right." He smiled at her, his eyes sliding down her body now and the smile grew into a leer. "And I see your getting very close to losing control."
"You have no idea how close." Her voice rumbled with the warning, a growl in the depths of her throat that shook her to the core and reverberated through the room.
"I'd be more careful when delivering threats, young one. You never know who's going to take them seriously and rip your pretty little head off." The damnable smirk didn't move, his posture didn't change.
Her blood felt like it was boiling as she continued to glare at the arrogant pig. Her hands griped and released spasmodically, her thoughts blanking and wavering until all she could think about was protecting herself, and Mamoru.
She moved towards him faster then she expected, the attack hardly a second alive before Demando had knocked her down. She moved fast again, raising from the ground ready to kill unable to control the urges that propelled the logic from her thoughts.
He caught her before her sharp nails could dig into him, spun her around and pulled her back up against his front. His breath pushed against her neck and her wide eyes locked on Mamoru as she tried to struggle from the hold.
"Aren't you an interesting little rabbit." The slick voice whispered into her throat before his teeth sunk into her flesh. She tried to fight, the muscles of her neck straining against the intrusion tried to push the man away from her as he pulled the blood out of her. This didn't feel like it had when Mamoru had taken some of her blood, this time it felt vial and forced.
Demando let Usagi's body fall to the floor, his dark eyes jumping to the man across the room. He smiled to the man, feeling amused and invigorated. He hadn't expected the girls blood to be so potent, hadn't expected anything so powerful from someone only just on their mating urgers yet alone a three year old. It would have been a shock to his system if he hadn't taken some of the elder vampires in his time, as it was he processed the raw power with the skill of practice.
"Now what to do with you." There was fear in the humans eyes, he was obviously in over his head, but Demando could not mistake the possessive and protective expression either. The human was fixated with the vampire chit and far more interesting then anything else the human smelt like her. It was possible however strange it seemed that some sort of blood transfer had happened.
"Who the hell are you?"
Demando grinned at the bravado. It seemed the possessive instincts where winning over the humans common sense.
"I am Prince Demando, I rule the vampires. And you? Who are you?"
"What's the hurry, girl? The sun's already up."
They all froze for a moment making sure they had heard the odd statement clearly. At least, it was an odd statement if you hadn't spent the last three years as a vampire. As it was, the setting sun through the arcades doors was more then obvious to anyone who lived their lives by such things.
The link broke down, their determination hindered by the puzzle and obstacle before them. Ami picked it up before the rest of them.
"What are you?" The blue eyes moved past the stranger to the sun set and Ami sent out her thoughts to the others. The only people who knew what they where, who could tell by looking at them, where vampires. But the creature before them was standing in as much day light as they where.
"What? You think you're the only planets in the solar system?" The blonde smirked, leaning back into their casual stance, green eyes alert.
The link shattered as confusion went through them all, their eyes locking on the person before them, the girl they all assumed, who had just made a reference to something no one else had ever known.
"Who the hell are you?" Rei shouted not caring that the whole arcade was once more that afternoon staring at them.
The blonde's smirk didn't waver but Mina saw the less cynical and more human expressions that the stranger was trying to hide. There was hope in their depths, and it was the kind of hope that Mina hadn't felt for a long time.
"Maybe we should take this somewhere else girls." Makoto was frowning, her arms crossed and trying to look as casual as this stranger did. "And you Sir, Ma'am, which ever you are."
"I know just the place." The blonde informed them with a calm smile, then met Makoto's eyes squarely. "To save you to confusion. I'm a woman." And with that the blonde turned on her heel and exited the arcade, the four girls waiting only a second to confirm each others willingness to follow before they did.
