Hey again people! I must say thanks again for the reviews. Uh… well I don't have much today, I realize this chapter is slightly longer then some of my other chapters lol. Don't worry, I've decided im gonna make my other chapters long too, if you guys don't want me to make em long, please by all means just tell me. LOL. Well, time to get on with everything. Oh and another thing! Very important! From this chapter on you will see in Matt's History. That is just rewinding somewhat back to his past, not flashback, unless it says so. Enjoy!
Chapter two: Night of horror, day of what!
Ce'riven hotel...
Matt approached the front counter tapping a small bronze bell. A man entered from a back room with rather dark hair and a pleasing presence. He was neatly dressed and presented, his hair jelled back and skin as pale as cream. He arched his eyebrows and cleared his throat placing a clamped fist over his mouth. "Can I help you in any way sir?"
"Yes." Matt replied lowering his suitcase beside Sora who stood calm and tranquil with her hands neatly resting on the bench. "We need a room. For tonight and tomorrow. Two separate rooms please." He tormented, grinning at Sora who agreed.
"No problem sir. Let me check." The manager turned to the computer, and clicked a number of times with the mouse before humming. "Well. We have one room. And I thought being a couple it wouldn't really matter."
"Couple!" they screamed in unison. Sora's voice louder than Matt's continued, "He's my bodyguard! Do you really think someone like me would date someone like him?"
"Well im sorry miss. But we don't have two rooms." He apologised sincerely.
Matt groaned lifting his suitcase "We'll take it. I just need to get her into bed. I think that's why she's agro." Sora glared at Matt sickly.
"No problem sir." The manager turned to face a wall of empty key holders removing the last pair. "Room number three-hundred-twenty-five. It has a magnificent view of the city. Just try and enjoy your night. If you have further questions don't hesitate to come down and ask." He smiled.
Sora reasonably nodded dragging her bag to the elevator doors beside Matt who stood with one hand in the doorway preventing the shaft from closing. "See as I said before, gentleman."
She sighed. "Maybe I misjudged you." Matt pressed the top level, (thirty) and waited patiently toward the back of the elevator. "What's wrong?" Sora asked as he jumped around searching for any reflecting glass or metal. He sighed noticing there was no mirror in the back of the elevator, like most have.
"Nothing." He shoved her through the elevator doors assisting her with the suitcase. They counted together the door numbers arriving at the last room on the floor dropping their bags. "I guess this is it." Matt stated.
"You can sleep on the floor."
"What!" he yelled confused by her statement. "Why can't you sleep on the floor?" he pushed open the door with his foot and dragged the bags in the main room. As he could see there was only one double bed, but none the less, there was a couch too. "Ok, I'll sleep on the couch. You can have the bed."
He tipped his bag over onto its side with Sora now seated on the bed holding her hands together "Aw! You really are a gentleman!" Sora selected her nightwear from her suitcase closing it back up and placing it beside Matt's. "I have dibs on the bathroom first! I need a shower, and I couldn't think of anything worse then you sucking up all the hot water."
Matt couldn't bother arguing, it wasn't like he was going to bother showering anyway. "Fine." She darted past into the bathroom closing the door behind her. He heard the lock click.
After the room had emptied Matt threw himself back into the couch resting his arms along the back support. 'It's quite nice' he studied every aspect of the room. To be precise after you enter the room to your left if the bathroom door and ahead the main room with one bed pushed up against the wall, a television standing on a cabinet, and perfectly fitting the couch. Opposite the bathroom door a cupboard and at the far end of the room as the assistant at the front desk had described, there was a stunning view of New York lit to its full potential.
'Im bored… what do I do? Actually… im quite hungry…' he rubbed his tongue across the roof of his mouth and clicked three times before standing.
The blonde placed his ear up against the bathroom door listening to the flowing water. "Sora?"
"Yeah?"
Matt lifted his eyes toward the roof pressing up harder against the door. "I'm going down stairs to speak to the manager for a second, wont be long."
"Matt, get me a drink when you're down there." The water blurred her voice.
Matt threw the keys on an entering side table and left. He noticed another man wandering the corridor greeting him, "Good evening sir."
He waved 'Hm… nah. Not him. I have someone special in mind.' His glasses still protected his eyes as he groaned. 'Why wait in a lift when I can fly through here at the speed of light? Dah!' Matt clamped his fists vanishing and reappearing again in the main lobby.
He wandered aimlessly through the tiled ground adjusting his eyes to the darkness. "Sir?" Matt called out for the manager. He emerged again, this time after restocking a candy machine. His eyes were quite toned out and he seemed rather tired.
"Do you not sleep?" he asked.
Matt smiled pacing towards the man in the bitter darkness, his shoes making the only sound. He placed his hand gently on the man's shoulder and drifted freely around behind him stroking his neck elegantly "Of course I sleep. What do you think I am? A vampire?" Matt chuckled in his throat grinning.
The manager's eyes widened "Are y-you feeling alright sir?"
Matt lifted one hand to the manager's jet-black hair stroking back the loose strands. "You saying I look sick?" Matt kissed the corner of his neck. "What may I ask is your name?"
"J-Jacob." The man shook.
"Well Jacob, this will be one night you are never going to have to remember." Matt laughed slyly in his ear continuously running his fingertips down Jacob's neck.
"U-uh, look sir. Im married, I have two children and I really don't wish to break my commitment with my wife."
Matt rolled his eyes shaking his head as the man jabbered on 'Idiot. Commitments are lies themselves. When will these fools understand that?' The blonde held one hand across Jacob's mouth and the other supporting his neck. He leaned in allowing his teeth to pierce Jacob's skin. Matt closed his eyes to the charm of the satisfying taste. Jacob on the other hand squirmed once and collapsed into Matt's arms. 'Shame… so unfortunate for one so young… and yet so delightful.' He swallowed the last mouthful of blood and sighed to his satisfaction as the heart stopped. With the sly smile still printed on his face he threw the body aside and snatched a bottle of water from the fridge unscrewing the lid. He gazed once more at the life he had taken and turned away tilting the water into his mouth.
The blonde arrived back at the front entrance to his room and searched his pockets gritting his teeth in aggravation. 'Why the hell did I leave the stupid keys inside!' he tapped his knuckle against the white painted timber plank. "Sora?" He asked unperturbedly.
"Yes?" the red haired woman leaned up against the door and grinned. "Who is it?"
"Room service! Now open the door!"
She shook her head in disapproval. "You forgot the magic word."
Matt's eyes wandered. He clamped the handle and begun shaking it. "Open the fucking door!"
"Aw. And I could just leave you out there all night. Meaning more room for me!" She opened the door and smiled again in approval to Matt's dead expression and snatched the bottle of water from his hands. "Thankyou. Nice to know you remembered me."
He watched her fill her mouth with the water and held a finger to his lip closing the door as he entered. "…I backwashed in that you know."
She sprayed the water all over his face and spat on the floor repetitively "Yuck! Ewe!" She brushed her tongue "Yuck! You are so gross!" she laughed and held her stomach to see the blonde's face and glasses covered in water. "Im sorry." She apologized covering her mouth.
Matt removed his sunglasses and placed them on the tableside next to the front door. "I would say don't worry, but you should. Cause you just wet me, and my glasses."
Sora bit her bottom lip and gazed up into his cobalt blue eyes she had not yet seen. "Y-your eyes…" she leaned closer peering into the emotional colour. "Its so…" her voice became soft. "So…" then she broke into laughter. "You so believed me!" she clutched her stomach and covered her mouth trying to prevent so much noise. "You idiot. You actually thought I was interested. Why would I care if you had blue eyes, green eyes, brown eyes, black eyes or rainbow eyes? Honestly! You really thought I was falling for you, didn't you Ishida?"
"Not at all." He shrugged utterly. "You little bitch." He murmured.
"What?"
"Nothing! It's a big day tomorrow so I think its time for a little shut eye."
She arched an eyebrow. "You're right. I am a bit tired. You know what. If you want you can sleep in the bed and I'll sleep on the couch."
"No." he replied. "It's alright, I slept on my flight. And besides, im your bodyguard. Not your pet. So really, you don't have to look after me, im meant to be looking after you."
Sora threw back the bed covers slipping in and covered her shoulder and down with the blanket. "Good night Ishida."
The blonde switched off the light. "Night Miss. Takenouchi." He closed his eyes pressing his back into the couch. Sora on the other hand spread out across the bed and tucked her hands under the pillow.
Headquarters…
"Oh yeah Taichi, I'll turn my earpiece back on don't you worry about me. I need to do things by myself for a change, or some crap like that!" Taichi grumbled rubbing his forehead. "What if he killed her… that idiot!"
"What are you moaning about?" a young red haired figure rolled his chair up beside Taichi. He was dressed similarly to the brunet, and in fact he was one of the twelve mercenaries from the morning associated with the mission.
"Izzy! Gizzy! Wizzy! It's the lil Izz!" Taichi befriended the man holding him tight against his chest "I need your help you lazy bludger!" Unlike Tai and Matt, Izzy had only been a vampire for less than twenty years. But his surprising year difference changed nothing; in fact, the group was actually surprised someone so young could make it as an official.
The man stirred, "Uh… im doing my part. And I rolled all the way over here from all the way over there." He aimed his finger toward the opposite side of the floor. "So you owe me some respect! Oh, here's the stuff I just finished with!" he handed a number of papers to the brunet.
"What is this crap?"
"It's work! And it's taken me all day to do. I have the whole of tomorrow's schedule."
Taichi's mouth dropped and turned to Izzy. "How did you get all this?" he asked as his eyes skimmed the cover page.
"How do you get payed for sitting on your arse all day?" Izzy smirked. "Hm… I thought that would shut you up. Anyway read over it and tell me what you think." Taichi opened the paper creasing the corner and surely enough began reading.
Ce'riven hotel...
A bolt of lightning struck out by the hotel window. 'Huh?' Sora thought to herself wirily. Another bolt struck. 'Crap! Lightning I hate lightning!' she rolled onto her side and peered through the dark at the blonde figure sound asleep on the couch. 'I'll be fine.' Lightning struck again. 'No I wont!'
Sora kicked back the blankets dragging the quilt off the bed, and crept across the carpet. She kneeled beside the couch Matt was lying on and whispered "Matt?" no reply. "Ishida?" the sound of the lightning intensified. 'Ahhhh! Lightning' "Ishida." She rocked him gently.
"Mmm?"
"It's dark. Its cold and its thundering." She complained.
"… And?" he asked drowsily.
She shook him harder "Please Ishida."
"…Ok, go back to bed and try rolling over until the thunder stops." He opened his eyes faintly smiling through the darkness. He could clearly see her, worried and trembling. Her eyes kept returning to the window where the white light broke through the clouds.
"I tried that." She whimpered. "It's freaky and it just keeps waking me up."
"Oh." Matt suddenly awoke laughing. "You're afraid? Little Miss Princess is afraid of the dark?"
"No!"
"I think you are." Matt put his arm behind his head adjusting his position. "Hmm…" Sora's frightened expression intensified. 'I guess she can just stay here until it stops…' Matt groaned "Fine. I guess you could squeeze on."
Sora threw half the blanket over Matt and fit herself onto the couch cuddling into his arm. "This means nothing Ishida." 'He is going to bring this up tomorrow!'
"Means nothing? My dear, what do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean."
Matt lifted his arm around her waist pulling the red haired woman closer into his chest. "Well… you will be able to sleep now… yes?"
She smiled pulling the blankets over her shoulder. Her head rest on his arm and her hand on his, which chained together around her waist connecting with his other hand. "Thank you Ishida… but this doesn't change anything. You are still my enemy."
"So you're sleeping with the enemy are you?" he laughed lightly. "I thought you weren't a slut like me."
"Im not. I'm just a bit jumpy tonight. Probably because you're here!" she explained.
"Would you like me to go?" Matt spoke openly into her ear.
"No."
"Why?" he asked amusingly.
"You're cold and you need me to keep you warm." She clutched his hand tighter.
"I can produce my own body heat." He argued in defence.
"You just want me to say im attracted to you, don't you Ishida?"
"Well you must be if you are going to come to a conclusion like that… Besides you're the one holding my hand." He smirked.
"And you're the one with your arms around my waist!"
"It's quite comfortable." He tugged her harder.
"So is your hand."
"So we're even?"
"Yup."
"Good." Matt grinned satisfied by his finish. Sora tucked her feet into Matt's legs for warmth and squirmed slightly. "Would you stop it!"
"I need to get comfortable."
"I don't get why we're on the couch!" Matt mumbled. Sora rolled over to come face to face with the blonde. She yawned, burying her head in his chest. "Are you quite alright there?" Matt smiled to her comfort.
"Mm… yup… good night Ishida…" she squirmed a little more.
His eyes began to drift. "… Good night…" he felt her hand slide under his jacket clenching his side, which sent a rush of tingles down his spine. "I thought there was no attraction between us?"
"Now look who's jumping to conclusions. My hands are just a little cold…"
"I bet they are." Matt laughed resting his head above hers. 'Everything's going according to plan… as it should.'
Headquarters…
"You're the best Izzy!"
Izzy grinned, pleased by Taichi's comment. It wasn't every day Taichi would comment someone's amazing intelligence he'd find somewhat annoying. "Well, just doing my job."
"You know in some way I feel very sorry for Matt." Taichi bit his lip shaking his head. "He's gonna faint! You know he'll be swearing the whole time?" he grinned.
"Wouldn't you? I mean she has a beautiful voice and everything but, Matt and that kind of stuff just don't mix." Izzy took back the file wheeling his chair back to the far right corner of the level.
Taichi still at his computer tapping away, in a silver search bar above his B.E.L a slight smile tugged at the corner of his lip as he typed in the words 'Celine Dion.'
Ce'riven Hotel… Morning…
"Good morning Matt." the blonde vaguely opened his eyes studying the figure pacing towards him. "Did you sleep well?"
"The thunder didn't seem to bother me. But your snoring did…" Matt chuckled closing his eyes again.
"I do not snore!"
"Oh sorry you're right. It's more of a grunting sound."
"I was probably having difficulties breathing, you practically squashed my lungs."
"No one forced you to join me on the couch." He retaliated opening his eyes again.
"You had your arms around me!"
"You had your hands under my shirt."
Sora rolled her eyes walking away 'Fine Ishida! Have your stupid little victory!'
'As I will.' He laughed in his mind realizing she had no idea he was able to read her thoughts as she produced them freshly in her mind. "So princess… besides having your breasts squashed, how did you sleep?"
"Fine actually." Matt rolled off the couch stumbling as he rose. "You know that guy we met the other night? The manager guy?"
Matt's eyes shifted. "Um…" 'Of course I know who he is, I polished off my hunger with his blood.' "Yeah, what about him?"
"Apparently he died last night."
Matt looked no less surprised. "Really?"
"They found a row of teeth in the side of his neck. Some sick guy if you ask me." Sora added in disgust.
"It's apart of my new mission."
'Mission! Oh no not you too!' "Mission?"
She nodded. "Im apart of the FBI in New Caledonia. This case was only recently subjected to me. Fair enough I said I'd take it, then they thought it would be far too much for me to handle alone. So… here you are my bodyguard. Here to serve and protect."
Matt's eyes still wide open in awe 'She can't be an FBI agent! No way! She'll eventually figure out it's me… but then again…' "So how long have you been working for the FBI?"
Sora mused, "A few years. And they quote me as the one suitable for this job. But I just think it's a load of crap and a waste of time."
"Why?" Matt asked curiously throwing the blanket off his shoulders and headed for his suitcase.
"Well. Vampire? Come on! Please. The only time I believed Vampire's existed was when I was a little girl. And I've hated and stopped believing in them ever since…"
"Ever since…" Matt waited for her to continue.
"Nothing." She peered across the room at the clock. "Matt! Hurry up! We have to go! We're gonna be late. Throw on a shirt and some jeans."
Matt still caught up in thoughts dazed rummaging through his suitcase. 'What to wear… hmm…'
"Move aside blondie!" Sora shoved Matt by his ribs and began exploring his bag. She pulled out a red 'FCUK' shirt and three-quarter length dark chocolate pants to mach. "Wear this, it will look nice on you."
"Fine. Have it your way." Matt removed his jacket and began unbuttoning his white work shirt from the day before.
"Don't strip in front of me!"
"Are you saying you're looking?" Matt grinned slyly.
"They have a bathroom in here for a reason!"
"To shit and bathe."
"I haven't seen you bathe at all yet!"
"Yet? Is that saying you want to see me bathe?"
"Shut up! No!" Sora gritted her teeth in frustration shaking her head. "You can shower when we get back from shopping and then we can get ready for the concert."
"Concert?" Matt asked as he turned slipping on his red shirt facing Sora's back.
"We're going to a concert."
"What type?" Matt arched his eyebrow unzipping his pants dropping them to the floor. "Is it gonna be rock?"
Sora swallowed hard and knowingly lied. "Yeah! But it's a surprise!" 'Well, if I told him it's a Celine Dion concert I'd have all the trouble in the world shopping with him. And even more trouble making him go!' He hadn't entered her mind.
"Ok you can turn back around, im dressed."
"You'd better be." Sora spun back around facing the blonde. "Ok, I have a limmo coming to pick us up and if we have missed it, you are so dead!"
"Me dead?" Matt held a hand on his chest smiling again. "You had all morning to wake me up!" Sora tossed the set of keys to Matt who caught them amazingly in midair following her out the door. "It's a bit cold." Matt rubbed his arms tugging on Sora's shirt. A short sleeved shirt like his only blue and Roxy instead of FCUK. "Are you cold?" she too was also wearing knee length pants only grey.
"Nope." They entered the lift at the same time catching shoulder on shoulder. Matt was first to hit 'G' leaning back in the corner of the lift. It was almost quiet beside the tacky music they had playing in the background. Sora turned her head and poked Matt's arm. "Does blondie work out?" she pinched the muscle in his arms.
"Yes."
"Why?"
Matt shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know. I guess I want to be fit."
"Are you saying you aren't?" he shrugged again. "Well, im actually going to be nice and tell you this… You look god damn fine from this angle."
"Oh, so you are attracted to me?"
"Hell no!" the elevator doors opened the two rushed out. "Me first!" Sora commanded.
"No! Let me out. You don't disserve to go first." Matt's back was tightly pressed up against Sora and his chest forced into the right elevator door, Sora likewise.
"Be a gentleman!" Sora complained.
"Stop being a cow!"
"Look who's talking." She added.
"Oh so I can't talk now!" Matt exhaled deeply pushing through stumbling with Sora at his side into the crowd. The two could actually hear people whispering 'That couple won't last long.' And the other replying, 'Tell me about it!' Matt grinned as he passed through the main lobby leaning in to Sora's ear. "You are the most embarrassing person I could ever take out in public."
"Ditto." Sora directed her index finger toward a black limousine parked out by the front. "Hurry up Ishida." She hurried him through the electric sliding door.
"Good day Miss. Takenouchi, how has your morning been?" the driver asked. He was wearing a black hat and a suit to match. The edges of his suit lined in bright silver.
"Fine sir."
Matt rolled his eyes whispering, "Mine hasn't. Ou!" Sora stomped on his foot.
"Gentleman like, Matt." she whispered back into his ear.
"This gentleman is ready to quit his job and take up work as a bus driver."
"That's nice blondie." She said blithely. "We never had breakfast." She stated the obvious.
'I don't know about you, but im feeling rather content at the moment.' "We can get a bite to eat while we're there." 'I made a joke! Bite to eat! Ha, ha!
"Do you have to act so smart and right all the time?"
"It's not my fault!"
"If you ask me" the driver started, "You should-"
"No one wants your opinion!" Matt budded in.
"I might!" Sora overpowered him. 'Hehe… that's right Ishida, stay quiet.' Matt didn't bother entering her mind at that time only laughing after he established the clever smile she was wearing. "What are you laughing at?" she joined him in a chorus of laughs.
"Im laughing at you."
"Maybe I should become a comedian." Sora said.
"Everyone would be holding their guts after seeing you."
Matt continued to laugh, though Sora at that point had realized Matt had just insulted her in a very strange sarcastic way. "So, you think im ugly?"
"Of corse not, I was only joking."
"It wasn't the funniest joke I've ever heard." She turned to her window giving him the silent treatment.
"I'm joking Sora."
"Miss. Takenouchi." The red haired woman corrected.
"Miss. Takenouchi… I was only joking. I think you look very sweet."
"Really?" Sora asked oddly, at the same time she seemed surprised to hear the blonde say such turning to face him.
He laughed harder, "No! You idiot! You really are blonder then me."
"Jerk." She whispered.
The driver sped through a red light trying to prevent any more arguments in the limmo. "Ok guy's thankyou for your pleasant company, have a good time shopping, I'll be back for you both in about three hours. We don't want you being late to your concert do we?" Matt shook his head; Sora left first through her door stepping out onto the pavement, the driver grabbed Matt's shoulder. "She's a hot one man. If she ever gives you the opportunity go for it!"
"No thanks, it's quite alright." Sora grimaced as though hearing Matt utterly. "What?" he shrugged.
"There's no need to be rude you blonde cow!"
"Gee you can be exceptionally harsh when using words, can't you princess?"
Sora clamped her fists and stomped heatedly. "Stop calling me princess! It's Miss. Takenouchi! Or agent! Not princess!"
Matt smirked smiling devilishly. "Fine with me babe." She rolled her eyes walking in the opposite direction. Matt still stood carelessly following her into the building, attracting no attention from the public, whatsoever.
Sora tried pretending Matt wasn't by her side smiling at the woman standing at the front counter. Shoulder length, pink hair, a tight shirt and mini skirt to match. Her big brown eyes noticed the woman and she screamed, "Ah! Sora!" she pushed out of the counter and attacked Sora with open arms squeezing her tight. "I haven't seen you in days! You're finally here! Im so happy, I've been waiting so long to get you into some beautiful dresses!" the pink haired woman admired her hair. "I like what you've done with your hair!"
"I could say the same about you Mimi." Sora grinned.
The pink haired woman turned quickly to the blonde standing with his mouth half open as if to say 'what the hell's going on here?' "Sora! You never told me you had a boyfriend!" Mimi clapped her hands together.
"He's not my boyfriend! He's my bodyguard… unfortunately im stuck with him."
Mimi stepped in towards Matt squinting "You're very pale. You need a tan."
"I prefer not. White as I have been told suits me far more." He smiled at Sora. He turned his head back to the woman restraining herself from further jumping and screaming; he noticed the exposed skin on her neck. His lower jaw dropped slightly and saliva gathered in his mouth, his breaths became deep exhalations Sora could easily hear.
"Matt? Are you alright?" she arched an eyebrow and fixed her eyes on his.
He swallowed fast and hard blinking several times. "Sorry about that babe. When I daze off I tend to breath quite heavily." he laughed. "Sometimes it's because im tired." He aimed the statement directly at Sora.
Mimi had noticed the fiery glare between them turning her head back then forth. Matt turned his head and entered her mind. 'There's something about him… I don't know what it is… do I like it? No! Hell no! Sora what are you saying girl! He's… gr! In my head like a parasite! Stupid Matt… he's nothing more to me then a dumb blonde, never anything more!'
The blonde laughed within acting as though he had never read her thoughts. 'So that's what she thinks of me… does by any chance this Sora Takenouchi like me? Hmm…' he dazed. 'I highly doubt it. Why is it bothering me so? Damn her! Damn her to hell! She has no power over me. She shouldn't even be in my head! That's invasion of personal thoughts. God im a hypocrite!'
"Do you think we should start the fitting?" Mimi suggested.
The red haired woman nodded. "We have heaps of time, but it will be fun to try on a few things." 'Only cause I know it will put Mr. Ishida through torture.'
'Oh! Only reason because it will put me through torture! Well there goes all my respect for you Miss. Takenouchi!'
Mimi led the two around the side groaning, "I can't help you Sora, your bodyguard can. I have to work, but if you have any problems just come get me."
"Thanks Mimi!" Sora hugged the woman once more attending back to business.
One hour later…
She picked out a dress, black and tight, not thrown out into the open like those ugly dresses Matt would have seen many times in his early days as a vampire. "One minute." She passed into the change room locking the cream door behind her.
'Well! Fine, just lock the door again! It's not like I'd barge in there or anything! Stupid Sora. I can't believe she's got friends! Ok, not like I can talk. Taichi's really my only friend, but my situations different… maybe that's what she thinks about me… and she has a secret she's hiding from me.'
"So what do you think?" Sora stepped out, her feet bare after taking off her shoes, the dress fitted and suited her perfectly for any special occasion. She asked him again, "Well?"
"Sluty as always babe." Matt grinned.
"I take that as its fine." She gazed into Matt's eyes studying the colours that continued swirling like a bowel of hot fresh soup. She couldn't feel it why, the vitality that radiated caught attraction to her from long distances. Even now still staring she could feel a slight tingle in her stomach that felt like it had tightened about in knots.
"Why don't you take a picture Sora, it lasts much longer." Although, he too was staring into her eyes, he denied the fact he found her the slightest bit attractive. "Are you gonna buy it? Can we leave? I'm dead bored out of my brain."
"Oh you have a brain?" she asked sarcastically after snapping out of her trance.
"Yes amazingly, I Matt Ishida, have a brain. Now can we leave?"
"You are so whiney! You don't see me complaining do you?"
"That's because you're in your prime!" Matt threw out his arms pointing out all the clothing drooping from coat hangers.
Sora stepped toward him as the black dress flicked by her ankle. She sighed gently, softly gazing directly at his cold face. "Don't take me lightly Ishida. And don't you dare predict my likes and dislikes. You know absolutely nothing about me."
"I know you are a feisty bitch, does that count for anything?"
As he laughed Sora returned back to the dressing room again locking the door after she had entered. "So are you getting that dress?" Matt called through with his ear pressed to the door.
"Yes. I know you hate it. But I quite like it." Matt stepped back as soon as hearing the lock on the door rattle around for moments. She stepped out back in her casual clothing. "I'm sorry, I forgot you haven't eaten yet." She grinned with slight satisfaction.
'Im dying of thirst! And so tempted to just throw you down and drink from you.' "Don't worry, I think I can hold out for a little longer."
Sora handed the clothing to Mimi sitting in her work chair finishing up a customer call. "Yes… I totally agree! You're right… mm… yes… well thankyou. I'll get around to that! Have a nice day." She placed the phone down on the hook and scanned the dress. "I was about to buy this one the other week! But it didn't suit me." Mimi laughed. "It would look so nice on you Sora." The pink haired woman mused trying to picture Sora in the dress.
"Thanks Mimi! At least someone has a nice compliment for me." She turned a strong burning gaze on Matt.
The three were quiet, but not for too long after the pink haired woman begun talking, this time to Matt. "Do you have any brothers?"
"Actually no." he looked at her surprisingly. "My brother died along with my mother and father."
Mimi forced her jaw onto her lip. "I am so sorry. I never realized."
"No it's alright." He smiled showing he had no sad lingering emotions for them. "Can I take a guess, you're about to say… any friends?" Matt laughed as she responded with a widened grin and nod. "Well actually I do. Taichi Kamiya, he's quite fond of pink."
"I already like him!" Mimi screamed across the bench leaning in closer to the pair. "Where does he live?"
"We both live in Sanfransisco. If you must I can get you guys to meet up someday?"
Mimi clapped her hands ignoring a phone that began ringing in the background. "Get him on a plane down here one day. Im sure I'd make good friends with him instantly." Matt grabbed the bag Mimi had wrapped Sora's outfit in and handed it to the woman.
They waved together behind at the woman struggling to answer both her mobile and work phone. "She seemed alright." Matt stated.
"She's been my best friend since primary school."
"Really?" Matt's eyes widened. "Taichi and I have been friends for pretty much the same time! He's been the closest thing to family I've ever really had."
Matt's history…
His heart had no meaning. He never really loved anyone; his love games were only acts for work and nothing more. It was something Matt never intended on doing, as he wouldn't.
Of course there were times he'd wish he didn't have the gift of immortality. He didn't want it, and if anyone ever said let me share your gift with you, he fled. It wasn't a gift… it was a curse, a curse that had come to him naturally, a curse to feed on his mind.
There had been those nights he'd curl up and grit his teeth wondering if he could have ever changed his past. Maybe it wasn't meant to change. He couldn't love, and even at one point of his life he tried… that was how he lost his family, and the way he described it was 'it's my fault… always has been, always will be…'
It was close to around forty-five thousand years ago. The world was much different then, actually it had been quite the same as the 1800's, he bore all life had to offer him. His mother was very understanding, kind and gentle, as Matt knew her. Every night before Matt would sleep, she would come to his bedside and tuck in his sheets and kiss his cheek.
His father was quite different, strong, brave but also kind. He would always be outside working on the front garden or somewhere in the garage where Matt would occasionally visit to help him.
Then there was Takeru, the last member of the family. The one who understood him most of all. Matt's most tragic loss in all his years of living…
Centuries ago, when Matt had finally progressed to high school he met his match, her. The one he knew dearly as friend, but also the one who cost him everything. You see, when a vampire tries to love someone their heart can no longer sustain loving anymore. As he grew to know her, he turned. Matt became vicious with the hunger of hate that had stored within. He killed her first and then his father and mother.
Takeru and Matt lived two years together in that same sad home where the losses had finalized. Every now and again Matt would climb out his window and drift to the rooftop where Takeru found it hard to reach, although he did.
It was the one fateful morning; Matt sat in the kitchen alone sitting at the kitchen table burying his face in his hands. "Matt? What's wrong?" as anyone could tell, Takeru loved him dearly which hurt Matt in more than one way. He responded with complete silence. "I have a favor to ask you Matt. Would you grant me but one wish?"
Matt now spoke, clear and exactly as he did to the present day. "You know I'd do anything for you Takeru. Go on, tell me."
The younger boy sat down opposite his brother and began playing with his thumbs to distract himself. "I…" he breathed carefully. "I want to be like you…"
"What?" Matt's heart sank as he said fearlessly, "Are you mad?"
Takeru shook his head closing his eyes. "Please… I don't want you to suffer anymore… if I am like you, I can feel your pain with you."
Matt gritted his teeth. Using his quick agility he had Takeru against a wall barely breathing as Matt's hands tightened around his neck. "You want this? You want to cause all mortals to feel this way when staring into the eyes of a killer?" Matt's eyes had paled a lighter shade of blue. Tekeru choked attempting to touch the ground with his feet. "Do you! Every human I meet stares at me like you do now, and each feels pain like none I would ever let you experience!" he spat on his brother in disgrace.
"Matt…" he gasped struggling for any breath he could take. The blonde released him setting Takeru back on foot.
"Do you still want it?" Matt yelled as retrieving an ashtray, he threw the item angrily at the mirror that refused his reflection. "I would give anything to have a reflection again! And you're willing to give that up at any second! You ingrate!" Matt approached his brother and struck his face so quickly Tekeru was unable to see him, but he defiantly felt the pain corse through his cheek. "You would give up everything! Do you know how hard it is to try and love finding it only backfires on you?"
Now Takeru was crying, he had never seen Matt so angry before, and reason two because he felt so guilty of asking such a request. "Im sorry." He tucked his legs close to his chest.
He lowered his eyes, "Don't apologise to me." Matt said pathetically. "You may think immortality is really cool. But when you have something every man wants… you just don't want it! After I watched them struggle (he was referring to his parents) I no longer had dreams. They became nightmares! Nightmares of them! Crying! Begging me! Do you know what that's like Takeru?" he asked furiously.
"N-no." He gathered his curage together rising to his feet. "You… you're acting like a big jerk Matt!" the blonde ignored him. "We loved you! And this is how you repay us?"
"Shut up!" Matt tightened his fingers around his hair tugging to cool his rage. "I don't want to talk to you Takeru…"
"See!" the young blonde's face was covered in tears. "You have become so angry. Do you hate me Matt?"
"Don't make me do it!"
"So you're gonna kill me too? Go on!" Takeru threw his arms out to both sides throwing his life into the open, like a soldier running with no backup into a battlefield. "If that's what you want Matt, finish me now."
Matt gritted his teeth and spoke pitifully with his eyes half closed. "I have no desire in which to kill you. I knew this would happen. I knew you'd feel this." Matt turned to a fall placing his hands against the bricks dropping his head to the floor.
Takeru's tears created and extra three paths down his cheeks where he had reddened from Matt's slap. "You don't know what I feel Matt…"
"Oh but I do!" Matt grinned turning to his brother. "You don't know half of what im capable of. I can read your every thought Takeru."
'No that's impossible!' Matt vanished.
"It isn't." He was standing behind Tekeru now pacing graciously around his brother.
"Matt, stop it." Tekeru studied him carefully and covered both sides of his neck.
"What's wrong Takeru? I sense your hesitation." Matt's teeth altered slightly. Luckily he was able to control it unlike other vampires. You honestly couldn't tell much of the difference, only that his two I-teeth were much sharper then usual, but unless he smiled you couldn't tell.
"Im not afraid of you Matt."
"Of corse you are." He retorted. "You can't predict anything I do. But yet, I know your every move before you make it. It's quite impossible to outsmart me. Unless of course you just don't think before you act." Matt laughed. "But if you tried out running me, of course I'm going to win."
"Don't speak to me like this Matt… please. I beg you." Takeru dropped to his knees clamping his hands together before his older brother.
The vampire suddenly had a shocking flashback of his mother and father in the same position begging their son to stop before it was too late.
There as Takeru cried, Matt left without a word. He sat only to remember, never again to see, until of course that fateful day when he returned. It ended on the darkest night, when rain drizzled from the heavens onto Matt's back. It was Takeru's wish, and Matt was finally willing to grant it, although, his wish wasn't to become a vampire. Takeru's exact words were, "Leave me to rot. Drink from me and live a life of eternity, I refuse to die of old age while you bask in young health. I beg of you to finish me."
Matt's eyes widened, "What?" he said softly focusing his eyes hard on Takeru.
"I said I want to die."
"You… want to die?" Matt's heart fell low. "I can't kill you."
"Don't make me get on my knees and beg you to kill me." Takeru waited, Matt only replied with a loud sigh. Finally Takeru dropped to his knees "Do it. Please, I can be with mother and father again. I'll tell them you said hi."
"I love you Takeru. Don't forget it." Matt rested one knee on the tiled floor leaning in to Takeru's neck. That second when he could smell the blood he knew he wanted it and before Tekeru could say anymore, Matt had already begun sucking him lifeless. Again the taste of blood consumed him, so pure and so warm to him. Matt could feel Tekeru's heart beat in his mind, a loud boom, boom… Boom, boom. The pace quickened, and as doing so Takeru's heart beat would thump four times before Matt's had thumped twice.
He was certainly dying. Slowly he was fading into the unknown, he had his fingers twirled in Matt's hair and attempted to take his last breaths. Takeru faded. "I…" Matt gazed over the body. He didn't cry, but he felt like another piece of his life had been shattered like a mirror.
Present…
Two and a half hours later… Ce'riven hotel...
"Hurry up!" Sora pushed passed Matt who was standing whilst tucking a white shirt into an ironed pair of black pants. They were preparing for the planned evening at the concert. They were running just a short while behind schedule. They had both bathed and finally getting ready.
"What do you think I'm doing Miss. Takenouchi? Im attempting to get ready! Don't rush me." Sora had already slipped into her dress only now fixing the final necessities of her casual style. Mainly her shoes and hair she needed to arrange. "You're the one who needs to hurry." Matt noticed the woman struggling to prepare herself.
"This is all your fault."
"My fault!" Matt asked surprisingly, eyes beamed open. He picked up his tie off the bed, trying to fasten the material around his neck.
Sora shook her head. "Not really. I just needed someone to blame." She watched him struggle to do up his tie. "You're doing that all wrong." She paced towards him.
"What's wrong with what im doing?"
He tried to push past her hands to fix the material himself. "Stop it!" she slapped his hand and resumed her attention to the black tie. "You will choke yourself if you do it the way you were!"
"I know how to do up a tie! I've been doing tie's for" he broke in cutting out "Around my whole life!" he sighed within, fretting he had almost given away his main key to his life. If ever Sora found out, what would become of him?
Sora finished with the material and smiled. "You actually look half decent when a lot of effort goes into it."
"I could say the same about you." She tried not to hold eye contact for much longer but couldn't help it again caught by his magnetic gaze into oblivion.
After a great deal of standing in the one spot she turned steadily and groaned, "Don't distract me!"
"What!" Matt laughed sarcastically. "I didn't do anything, it was your eyes glued on me. Not my eyes glued on you." He corrected her.
The woman combed her hair back into a ponytail and sighed, "Done."
"How do I look?" Matt stood like a model smiling at the woman.
"You look fine. And my one panic at the moment isn't how you look! Its how much behind time we are."
Matt pretended to cough in between saying, "Bitch." In a soft whisper.
"What was that blondie?" She acted as though she hadn't heard him.
"Nothing babe. I think im coming down with the flu." He grinned slyly. The woman shook her head.
End Chapter
Well, that was interesting! LOL long, long, long. Ok well not long, but longer then usual! Exactly twice as long as normal :D Well I really hope you liked it, thanks for reading please review. Tell me what you thought of it, and no I don't h8 Celine Dion! Wait yes I h8 her but I love that song she sang 'my heart will go on' that's a good song. LOL well bye, bye people!
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