Title: Acquaintances
Genre: General and Romance
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, and these characters are not mine, except the one I created.
Acquaintances
Chapter 5
King sat on the couch of the little 'living area' that faced a large window that looked out to the back of the honeycomb hideout. He let out a sigh, which was released into the empty room, or rather the empty hideout. Everybody was gone, save for the corpse they were looking after in the hospital room. Abby and Blade were out fighting pale men and women with sharpened canines, Sommerfield and Zoë were out eating somewhere and possibly going to the movies afterward. He had been invited to go with his two video game driven friends to the club they were planning to go and get a taste of, but the thought of just getting up and having Blade glare at him was too much to handle.
It was true, THE Hannibal King, former cabana boy, and former blood-sucker was stuck playing baby sitter. Although it only meant staying in an empty room being unable to turn on the TV, that or staying in the room and making sure if he heard any signs of waking up on the corpse's part. Yes, he was stuck on a Friday night, in a plush couch facing the huge window that overlooked the place were Abby would go at the wee hours of the morning to shot arrows at some unlucky target.
At the present time it was deadly still, no sound was audible, and King suspected that at some point of his wild night he stopped breathing for long periods of time. He had eaten a whole half of a cake just an hour ago, but somehow his lack of a life got him hungry again and he stood up to see what else was available in the big chrome refrigerator placed in the middle of the kitchen. He rummaged around and found some half eaten lasagna, thanking Hedges for being the cook of their little 'family'. Hedges, currently having more fun than he, possibly getting more than him, had recently been cooking strange dishes like parmesan eggplant and other dishes consisting of various amount of eggs and plants. King, having the appetite that he did, did not mind one bit when one of the dishes he ate consisted of toasted almonds, which in one way he loved and managed to guzzle down half of the dish himself. He later found as he took a long and cold shower, curtsey of his, once again, lack of life and those damn computer games with the half naked chicks that his two buddies had been playing, he found rashes along his arms and his face had swelled up like Abby had just kicked the shit out of him. He chuckled at the memory and how funny it had been when Abby woke up and he was staring at her like a big red balloon was hovering above her.
He licked the last bits of lasagna off of the fork he had used, and disposed of the aluminum tray in the garbage and the fork in the dishwasher. He grabbed a quick beer off the refrigerator and went back to his deadly still state on the couch, breaking it every so often to take a sip of his beer.
His stopped in mid-swing and lowered his beer as he heard a faint 'plop, plop, plop'.
"What the…" King whispered to himself and got up turning on every light as he went down the corridor and to the left, his naked feet making no sound on the cold, hard tile underneath as he went. He reached the 'hospital' room in which the vampire was being held in, and opened the door slowly.
" Nothing wrong here…ouch!" King winced and sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed and plopped his feet up on the foot rest placed in front of the chair. He signed and continued to sit there, beer in his hand and loneliness holding his other hand.
" King, KING! Look at where your at, sitting next to a corpse, staring at a blank TV in front of the corpse, in front of YOU, and yet you do nothing!" King whispered this to himself, his hand inching towards the remote control sitting on the little light wood night table in back of him. He held it in his hand, thinking of what do with it, should he turn on the TV, risk not hearing if the woman awoke and possibly falling asleep while watching two people fall in love in the middle of the forest under moon light? Or maybe he should leave the control where it was and wait until Abby and Blade returned and so they would see that he actually did something that they told him to do.
" I'll take a number one please, extra sleep, love and bickering please!" King looked over to the woman again and seeing that she was still deadly (no pun intended) still and asleep , he turned on the TV to were a guy was holding a pair of thongs with a big set of… thongs for the camera to see and saying " Not much to cover, but that's the way I like it…grrrr!." King laughed, and made sure the volume was not to high.
He was beginning to like this job.
As he watched the progression of the TV show, he remembered the conversation he and Abby had had, and remember that she had not indeed shown him were Drake had marked this woman. He lifted an eyebrow, then the other as if doing a dance.
" To search? Or not to search?"
King remembered when Abby had found him and after their little 'waking up' issue, she had asked him were Danica had branded him. He had laughed then, still weak but recovering, and warned her with a " The marks are found were the vampire bites you" and she had scowled at him, and gave him a look which clearly said " I know that you twit, just show me" look. He had raised his arms as if to say " Don't blame me for what is going to happen" and pull down the top of the khaki cargo pants she had given him. She had blushed, he knew that for sure, and told him to pull his pants back up, she had seen enough. Since then she no longer had much of a opinion when he showed his mark, including to Blade.
He had to admit it was weird, most familiars and vampires had their marks on their wrists, or necks, odd times at their shoulders or backs, but he didn't care, it only gave him more of an excuse to show off his muscle clad body.
However, this only peaked his interest more as he looked over the healing body, checking out the wrists and only seeing pale skin he move on to her navel, which was slightly visible between the hem of the shirt and the cotton pants Abby had managed to put on her. Again, seeing nothing, he moved up…and stayed there.
" Whoa! Not checking out a dead girl, not checking out a dead girl, not, not, not, not…I'm totally sick, I've got to get some now!" King smacked himself a couple of times before moving onto her neck, and still saw no sign of the mark.
King, bored, decided that now was the time to stop and continue watching TV, and for once in his adult/once-bitten life, he stopped himself in his curiosity and nervously tapped his foot against the leg of the foot stool in front of him.
His tapping continued, and a faint moan filled the air, and King continued watching TV. The moans kept getting louder, but still King was watching TV. The bed squeaked, suddenly, and King found himself sprawled on the floor, being completely taken back because of the sound.
" No one saw, no one saw…" King chided himself as he still laid on the floor, and quickly looked up to see if anyone had entered the room, nothing but silence filled the room. That was besides the silent breathing and rasping which he thought was coming from him.
Sighing, and checking once again if anyone had come in, he stood up and was meet by a pair of wide, silver eyes staring intently at him behind hooded, pale skin and heavy lashes.
Authors Note: This took a little longer to come out because I wrote two chapters as one long one. I split it because its nice to say I have what, six chapters? Ok well, here are some "Thank-to- people" LOL. Also, should I raise the rating on this story? Please say if I should, I don't want anyone telling the administration/ that I'm making an offence or anything.
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