Sirene Night
K.Blacre
Four
All night, she hadn't been able to sleep. The mysterious vampire was on her mind, causing her not to sleep. She prefered not to be infatuated with a man she didn't know, especially a vampire. She pushed the blankets aside, took a shower, dressed and was off. She was going back to Pan's to see how Gohan felt about the whole Dende thing, now that it had already been a day and he was able to turn the fact over in his mind. She drove through the forested area on the mountain, coming steadily closer to Pan's. She soon exited the tree canopy and she could see the house in the distance.
She parked the car and hopped out, walking to the front door. When she knocked, Videl answered with a smile.
"Hey!" Videl said.
"Hi. Um, how's Gohan feeling? Has he gotten over the idea?"
"Uh, he's still in shock but he'll get over it. Pan's not here now. She's with Dende. You can wait for her if you'd like. She should be back any moment now."
Oh, no. That's alright. I wouldn't want to intrude."
"It's alright. You wouldn't be intruding. I promise."
"No thanks. Can you call me when she gets back?"
"Sure. Bye."
"Bye."
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She hadn't gotten a call yet so she figured Pan wasn't home yet. It was eight o'clock, the sky had just become dark. She was just coming out of the mall with two bags and a soda. Normally, she wouldn't stay out so late without anyone to talk to but Pan was with her fiance' and Marron...well she was classified as "#1 Whore In Town." There was no way in hell she was going to talk to or even breathe on that woman unless it was to just kill her. She walked up to her car, put her bags down, and reached into her purse for her keys. She'd put the top up so no one could steal it. She was rather glad it hadn't decided to rain again like it had two nights in a row. She'd gotten the door open when she felt a pair of rough hands grab her waist and pull her back. She was swung around and pushed up against the car. She clenched her teeth at the pain of the metal being pushed into her back.
She quickly observed that it wasn't her vampire friend. Instead, it was a man no older than herself. He wore a torn up leather jacket, blue jean with holes in the knees and a dirty t-shirt. He smiled evilly and looked around, catching sight of the fallen purse. He picked it up, looked through the wallet and found her I.D.
"Well, well. Ms. Bra Brief, huh? We'll just have to make it last, won't we?" He was then pulled back by his collar in one tug and lifted nearly three feet from the ground, easily. He looked into the silvery eyes of the man she'd met the night before. He hissed up, causing the kid to scream. He flailed his arms trying to get loose. The vampire threw him across the parking and turned toward Bra.
"Okay, so last night you try to kill me and tonight you save my life?"
"I didn't think you'd remember me."
"Are you just so curtious that you would rescue any girl that needs help?"
"No. If I'm going to have a pain-in-the-ass mortal that I want to feed from, I'm going to be the first."
"Oh, so it's just a pride issue?"
"Something like that." Bra looked him over. He was about Trunks' height, his dark brown hair trailing in fine locks to his shoulder-blades. Most of his skin was covered by the black, button-down shirt, black jeans and trench coat but his large hands, neck and face weren't. His eyes still shined silver but she caught a glimpse of blue in them.
"Well, you're obviously a vampire. What's your name?"
"Why?"
"Well, you just saved me. The least you could do is give me your name."
"It needs to be turned around. I saved you, so you give me your name." She grinned that grin she inherited from her father.
"My name is Bra. Now, your name."
"My name is Kieran."
"Kieran, it seems I have a vampire for a stalker."
"No. Just protecting what I've deemed mine."
"Yours! Buddy, let's clear one thing up right now! I'm not yours! No one owns me! Get that through your half-dead head right now!"
"Fine. But I'm going to protect you."
"Why?"
"Because. I'm going to get that drink I want."
"Then why not just take it now so I can get on with my life?"
"Fine." Without asking if she was serious, he walked up to her, moved her hair and bent to her neck. She gasped when she felt his lips touch her skin. He rested his hands on her hips and let his tongue trail over the crook in her neck. She let out a soft, low breath, not meaning to let a moan escape with it. She suddenly felt the tiny prick of something on her skin. She slightly jumped but relaxed at the feel of his lips sucking at her neck. She felt him arch against her. She involuntarily let her head fall back more, giving him more room. She almost pulled him back against her when he pulled away.
"Are you sure you got anything out of that? I barely felt..."
"Trust me. I've tasted your blood."
"So, can I get on with my life?" He smiled, just wanting her to pull him in the car with her.
"I do believe I'll have to get another sample from you."
"Look, Kiernan or Kieran or whatever the hell your name is, I can't be followed by a possessive vampire. I've got a life."
"I know. Vampires sleep by day. You've got plenty of time to play before sundown. Then I get my second taste."
"What if I don't want you to?"
"What if I don't care?" He said and vanished before her eyes. She growled in her throat, picked up her things, got in the car and drove home. Several times, she couldn't help running her fingers over the tender spot on her throat where he'd bitten her. Not even the best kiss she'd ever had had been that amazing.
"Alright, Bra." She said to herself. "Next time 'Dracula' comes up to you, just tell him off." She parked the car in front of C.C. and got out, pulling her things with her. "The nerve of him. Claiming me and then telling me he's going to do it again! Men. Even dead they're all alike." Bra walked into the mansion and spotted Trunks and Ryan curled up on the couch watching a movie.
"How'd your trip to the mall go?" Trunks asked.
"Fine."
"Where'd the hickie come from?" Ryan asked.
"What hickie?"
"The one on your neck." Ryan said, her accent becoming more thick.
"Excuse me."
"Well, she's moved on rather quickly." Trunks said.
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"No, no." Bra dropped her things on her bedroom floor, walked up to the full length mirror and looked at her neck. Sure enough, the spot where Kieran had bitten her was bruised and tender. "I can't believe I just let a vampire give me a hickie." She said to herself under her breath. "I can't believe myself!" She walked away from the mirror and tried to find a way to cover it before dinner.
"Bra!" She heard her mother call. Too late. she thought to herself. She simply put a lock of hair over it and walked down the stairs, into the dinning room like nothing was wrong.
"So, Bra. Who's the new guy?" Bulma asked.
"What?"
"Ryan and Trunks told me. Who is he?"
"Um, he's...his--I just met him. At the mall."
"You just met someone and you're kissing them?" Bulma asked. "I thought we talked about this."
"We did. He came on to me and I walked away."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Men these days. They think they own everything." Bulma said. Bra swallowed her water in a large gulp. Both Vegeta and Trunks looked up at Bulma with scowls on their faces, their mouths full of food.
"So, Trunks." Bra said,doing anything to change the subject. "Have to spoken to Ryan about that thing?"
"What thing?" Trunks asked.
"What thing?" Ryan repeated.
"You know, that thing."
"Oh! That thing! No."
"Wait, I am being left in the dark or something or is there something going on?" Ryan asked.
"I'll talk to you about it later." Trunks said. Bra looked around and suddenly saw her dad's eyes on her neck.
"Who did that to you?" Vegeta asked. Bra's eyes widened as her hand went up and her fingers touched the spot again, sending shivers down her spine.
"Um, thanks Mom! I've gotta go...to bed. Thanks for dinner." She pushed herself away from the table and run up the stairs. Vegeta gruffly looked up at Bulma.
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Bra sighed, not being able to stop touching her neck. She closed the red and pink painted door and looked around her room. Obviously Kieran, the vampire, had no taste for sarcasm, or he didn't care. She walked over to her bed, plopped down and closed her eyes, the "kiss" not leaving her mind as she fell into sleep.
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Author's Note: So, our vamp has a name now. What'd you think of him? Tell how you think of the story's direction. Just review and tell me what you think. Bye!