A/N: Hello there… man I've been a lousy updater this summer… It's really hard to write anything when you're screaming it's not fair and banging your head to the computer desk in frustration of not owning DBZ and ChiChi having Goku… anyways onwards! I'm now on little bloodthirsty mood so yeah…
For all the legal and compulsory shit see the first chapter! (Nyah!)
Disclaimer: Read the word 'disclaimer' carefully… it's self-explanatory y'know…
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ACCIDENTAL LOVEChapter 2 – Three Years Later
A silver dagger hit its intended mark and sprouted from the deep wound on the vampire's chest, his heart pierced by it. ChiChi watched in satisfaction as the evil spawn started to melt from inside soon being only a puddle of rotting flesh and unholy blood. Wiping her daggers carefully, she put the back to their holster around her ankles. Despite the good kill and thrill, she was far from happy.
It had been already three years… Three fucking years since her first meeting with The Messenger! Three years of accidental encounters, planned traps and coincidental bumps to each other, to Messenger, ChiChi was beginning to be fed up with the whole thing. The accursed man may be one of the Great Ones, but no matter how great he thought he was, he was going down! Her friends and fellow slayers were almost as sworn to the goal as she was, though none could match the fire she carried within herself.
" ChiChi? We gotta get going now. It'll soon be a dawn." A male voice said calmly and ChiChi turned sharply to the man left to her, covered in spilled vampire blood and little cuts marring his athletic form. He had ice-coloured eyes and platinum blond short hair framing his narrow face. The man was also tall, a good head taller than she was. The other two hunters of the group were already cleaning up the forest opening the nightly battle had taken place as ChiChi surveyed the damage done with a smile, ignoring the man. They had taken good ten vampires down only four of them and those ten vampires had been ones of the higher class. This ought to put some scintillation to the vampires' pale asses.
" ChiChi? We-"
" Yeah I heard you, Hitake! Now fucking leave me alone!" she spat at the blond man, turning on her heels sharply and began strutting towards their secret slayer village, Gyo Mao's the Ox Kings village, hidden in middle of nowhere, between the cities and untamed wilderness. She heard Hitake sigh annoyed, and was immediately much happier woman. The damn male just didn't seem to get the hint.
Right after the first Messenger incidence, her father and Hitake's father, both retired slayers, had come up with a plan to get Hitake and ChiChi together since they were the two strongest alive slayers of the century. If they could get them to love each other, it would double their efforts for killing Messenger for the love of one another, for reason to keep their love one alive. Besides a strong heir would be produced from the two of the strongest, carrying the blood of two mighty hunters families on Earth. An offspring worth of having, certainly.
Hitake accepted the idea wildly and began circling ChiChi like a hungry shark a sinking ship. And ChiChi… she wasn't that thrilled with the idea. Actually she was furious to her father for making such ridiculous full of bloody bullshit proposition. She had damn more important things to do than be ogled and drooled by the blond, handsome slayer. Like killing the Messenger.
Her step regained a furious feel to it as her mind returned to the evening almost three years ago… Taunting smirk on his unnaturally tanned, young face for a vampire was still clear in her minds eye. His odd, spiky jet-black hair and hard inky black eyes were etched into her memory as well. To think she had actually sat by him in a bar, made an idiot of herself and actually even aggressively flirted with him! The raven-haired hunter's cheeks flamed in embarrassment. She. A daughter to the mightiest vampire hunter ever lived, flirting with a vampire.
" Hey Chi!" a voice of Hitake yelled from behind her what she guessed he thought to be seductive. His steps got closer and ChiChi stopped sighing. Better get the day's dose of Hitake and get over with.
" You know, I found this certain restaurant in West City when I was pursuing one of the Great Ones. Of course I killed it and then I saw a lovely place that you'd absolutely---" ChiChi tuned out to his ramblings, her thought once again returning to the spiky-haired Messenger. God! She'd rather go out with 'him' than listen to Hitake. It would be a step to better, not to worse, she decided as she continued counting the trees the walked by completely obvious to Hitake's speech.
And the thought wasn't all that repulsive as she thought it would be.
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Son Goku groaned in pain. Nothing new here, really. Lying on a cold stone floor on a puddle of blood the coldness of the floor was soothing and safe. His body ached all over from the vicious beating he had just gone through. Another downfall of being man-made vampire was that he was special. Special in a way his heart still thudded firmly in his chest when it was supposed not to, circulating his blood though his veins that he shouldn't have had anymore, it being sucked out by his Master when he first bit him.
It never ceased to amaze his Master how he still bled from cuts and slashes like humans did. How his heart pounded the steady beat of life, despite being supposedly half-dead. But he wasn't dead. He was literally a living vampire. Usually vampires were nocturnal beings of darkness, dead bodies that souls had not left for heaven but hung onto life, not accepting the death that had claimed them. Through the evolution these creatures developed a way to stay alive on Earth by drinking the life liquid of the humans and animal to keep themselves alive, turning them to vile and forbidden sacrileges.
To increase the number of their kind, a technique was developed to turn ordinary humans to vampires by biting them and drinking their sweet blood. It was fully upon the vampire whether one turned the victim to one of his kind, living in sin. In Goku's case the Greatest had turned him to a vampire on purpose he was fulfilling way too well.
Goku himself wasn't too sure what had happened and why he still lived his precious soul intact, receiving the quick healing and regeneration ability and tiniest of bits magic from his Master bite. But there were more differences. He could be killed like a normal human being. He could bleed to death or die being impaled by a spear or sword through stomach. A normal vampire didn't so such things. They laughed and kept going like nothing was wrong, though feeling the pain of the wound as everybody else does. A direct hit to heart or severing the head off completely were the only way resulting them to melt from inside into puddle of blood and quivering guts, bones and rotten flesh. Goku was very glad that would not be his fate when he died.
That was his Masters ultimate secret. He was the ultimate secret of the Lord of all vampires. He, Messenger could be killed like a mere human.
And that thought didn't appeal to his Master at all.
Concentrating on the healing he sighed as the wounds began to knit themselves together slowly but surely. The last three years had been hectic with all the hunters in foaming around, now knowing his gender, facial features and age. Heck! He was partly sure they knew his exact weight and shoe number too. He frowned. Ever since the encounter with the funny female, who happened to be Gyo Mao's daughter, he had been either chased by hunters and gotten seriously injured, saved only by his Master's dark magic because he was needed, gotten beaten by his Master to the brink of his existence because of the little slip in etiquette and having to watch out for other vampires trying to get to the better and upper part of hierarchy by assassinating him…
Cracking his broken finger bones back to their right places, almost loosing his consciousness in agony as he centered his healing power to his hand, hissing in pain of the progress.
" Oh fuck…"
He was due to go on a mission soon, his Master had informed him in a silky voice, at West City a rebellious vampire Noble needed a lesson in respect and place… Goku had heard of this young vampire not so flattering things, in human terms anyway, and knew he needed to be in top condition for this. And maybe… Yes, this time it wasn't maybe, but true.
He fell into healing sleep tasting his own blood on the floor beneath him.
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A/N: Okay… another mild chapter there…sigh… This was just a filler, sorry, but needed to be done. Sorry I can't answer the reviews right now our net is fucking with me right now and I can barely load up this chapter properly! Review! You know I love'em!
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