"Envy and Desire" by: Gwenyfith Gauthier
Disclaimer: I do not own my beloved Tatsuhiko Shido, the ever-sweet Riho,the closet dominatrix Yayoi, that bratty fairy freak Guni, or anything else related to the Nightwalker series. sigh
Prologue:
She could feel emerald-blue eyes burning a stare into the back of her head, but she would not turn and acknowledge their owner. She smiled triumphantly against the lips of the 20-year-old hunk in front of her. Their tongues danced ferociously and she ran her slender fingers through his ebony hair for effect.
They parted, panting, and rested their foreheads together.
"You can't imagine how much I want you right now," the young man breathed truthfully into the copper hair of the petite 17-year-old beneath him. He had a velvety British accent.
Riho winked a bug brown eye at him, "Patience is a virtue, Jayne; you'll get your reward soon enough."
Jayne sighed deeply, his blue eyes drowsy with desire. 'Whoever this Shido guy is, he must be a fucking moron! Lucky bastard.' He stepped back and openly undressed every inch of the girl with his eyes. He smirked down at her, "I have the feeling it'll be well-worth the wait."
"I assure you you're right," the young vampiress purred. "But hey, lover-boy, it's 6:30, so I have to get to work."
Jayne sighed again and decided to milk his time with the little enchantress for all it was worth, "Can I at least walk you, Riho?"
"Of course!" The girl bouncily grabbed his hand as they strode away.
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On the roof of a house not far from where the two young lovers (well, sorta) had just been, a handsome vampire glared after, his fists clenched in a white-knucked embrace with the hem of his coat.
Shido could feel the familiar (if something can become familiar in three weeks) jealous rage coursing through his body. 'No, not jealous; only…protective?' He tried desperately to fool himself but grumbled in defeat.
'Anyway, how dare he touch her! He's not worthy. He's an aimless, 20-year-old punk preying on her for her body.' Shido sighed as the boy finally stopped kissing Riho. 'No, I know that's not true. Any idiot who spent ten minutes with Riho would know he couldn't fully 'have' the feisty, innocent beauty unless she loved him - and any idiot would know he was the luckiest man in the world if she did.'
He could begrudgingly see why Riho had started dating Jayne; he was a beautiful boy, with shaggy, coal-black locks that fell playfully over his amazing azure eyes. The young man possessed a charm and a dashing smile that Shido could tell had made a hundred girls before his young protégé go weak at the knees.
Still, here was Riho (his Riho he had thought, though he never had the courage to tell her so) practically pledging her virginity to a guy she'd known for three short weeks.
A thought struck Shido, hard. 'Does that mean she loves this kid?' He shook his head fiercely, "Please no." 'She once begged for an eternity with me. But what have I given her? My friendship, my protection, my fatherly and brotherly affection, but never my love - at least not in a form she could recognize it.'
He watched as the couple walked away giddily. He was furious that someone else was running his greedy hands through HIS Riho's bronze curls, someone else was privileged to her tinkling laughter, to caressing her silky, pale skin, to holding her tight in their arms, to being held in her soft, blue gaze (AN: I just liked her eyes better blue), full of so much hope and light, and worst of all, someone else was kissing her luscious pink lips.
'I suppose I can't blame her; I've given her no reason to stay with me. Have I really been so cold, Riho? Have I realized how much you mean to me too late?' Did she run out of faith that I would come around.' "Oh, Riho, why couldn't you wait for me?" he whispered, sighing again longingly. He sped off to beat Riho and her boyfriend to Shido's office.