"So um...Why were you following me"
Neokie finally inquired, looking down at the ground. Ryotuki nodded and gave it some thought.
"The barkeep at the bar..."
"I know his name, it's Fokoro..."
"Then I don't need to explain that much..He said something about you was wrong...A dark aura..."
"I'm part demon, what about it?"
"Now look stop interrupting for a moment, I'm a half-demon too but, Fokoro said he sensed more then that..."
"How would I know about that? My aura flows freely.."
"Then I have no more to say."
"So you're going?"
"Not without a proper introduction."
A smile crossed Ryotuki's face as he reached for Neokie's hand, a vampire smile of some sort that could send shivers down anyone's spine. He nodded and kissed her hand, causing the girl to blush and get wide-eyed.
"I'm Ryotuki, a fighter."
"And um er... I'm Neokie."
Ryotuki nodded and let go of her hand as he stood up, his boots tapped the wooden floor as he headed for the door. He would have turned the doorknob if it hadn't been for his curiousity, causing him to look back and notice something in Neokie's hand, she seemed to be fidgeting with it. He tuned back and rolled his eyes, feeling embaressed after making a dramatic exit and finding himself coming back. Darn that curiousity of his. He grabed at the item in Neokie's hand and examined it.
"H-hey! Give that back Ryotuki!"
"May I ask what it is?"
"It's just a bracelet with a locket I can't open...Why do you seem so interested?"
Neokie stood up and tried to reach for it, Ryotuki extended his free hand, holding Neokie back as he examined the locket more thoroughly. He fidgeted with it abit and then threw it back to Neokie. She caught it barely with both hands and let out a sigh of relief. Ryotuki placed his hand on the table, leaning on it as he thoght. That locket had a symbol on it that he thought he'd never see in his entire life.
A symbol that vanished with a civilization thousands of years ago. The symbol of the Moiniyoes, a tribe that Fokoro claimed he belonged to. Ryotuki denied Fokoro's claim and caught it as a lie. But further research and late night studying had proved himself wrong. Fokoro had been living for thousand's of years after living through the tragic day of their wipe-out.
Neokie tapped him on the shoulder, eyes full of curiousity.
"What are you doing"
Ryotuki shook his head and smirked.
"Eh nothing."
"Hey can I call you something shorter then Ryotuki? How about Tuki or something like that.."
"Tuki?..."
"Hey don't be like that!"
Neokie pouted and bit her lip as Ryotuki laughed. "Um well...You can call me Credere..."
"Doesn't that mean to believe? A greek word?"
"Yeah, well I got to go right now, see ya later.."
Ryotuki walked out and Neokie waved. She smiled as a figure came out. The figure seemed to have a hood and crippled hands, and something was behind it, something big.
"So you've befriended the boy?"
"...Yes...Master.."
"Good, now we can concentrate of finding out if he really is of Maingryu Blood."
"...Give me two months."
"Two months to what?"
"Earn his trust..."
"You seem hesitant about me 'experimenting' on the boy."
"No I er.. He just seems still too suspicious of me."
"Fine..But two months only."
The figure disappeared and Neokie held one arm, closing her blue eyes she sighed, uncertain if she really wanted to do this. Did she even have a choice?