He watched as the golden-haired boy raced forward to catch the auburn-haired girl. He could feel that he was not light-headed anymore and realized that he could now move. He frowned, trying to understand everything that had happened.
"Is Ms Harada going to be all right?" he heard Daisuke asked tentatively. He watched on as the golden-haired boy stood up carrying the auburn-haired girl in his arms. He continued to look as the boy turned away from him.
"She is going to be just fine," he reassured his red-haired counterpart, turning around.
"Are you sure?" Daisuke asked, not sure of his answer.
"Of course I'm sure. Have I steered you wrong?" he said, frowning slightly.
"If you say so. I just- wait a minute! What is that? Is that what I think it is?" he heard Daisuke exclaimed. With a quick flap of his black wings, he was airborne and away from the couple. "Dark? What are you doing?"
But the violet-haired boy remained silent.
He heard flapping of wings behind him and knew that the violet-haired boy was gone. He looked down again at his sleeping mistress. Suddenly he hissed, wincing in pain. He looked back at his wings and saw that one of them was injured, a huge bloodied patch staining the white feathers. Knowing that he could not fly home now, he willed for his wings to disappear and began to make his way back to the now severely lit mansion.
As he made his way up the hill, he saw that several of the guardians and vampires were outside, looking and searching constantly. Gabrielle and Danielle stood erect on each side of the master. Even from far, Krad could see the worry etched in the master's face, a frown marring his handsome features. He watched as the master's dark blue eyes constantly watching the sky and the land. It was then he made himself known, walking under the now cleared moon.
"Master," he called out, his voice nearly echoed in the silence of the night. Hearing Krad's voice, all of the guardians and vampires turned to his direction. He saw relief shown on all of their faces, especially on the master's. No one moved as he walked past the others and stopped directly in front of the master. He watched as the master let out a relieved breath and brushed back a stray auburn lock from Riku's face.
"Get her inside now," the master said as he looked at Krad. He then turned to look at Gabrielle and Danielle and nodded. The two female guardians nodded and escorted Krad towards Riku's bedroom.
He sat on the bed, his forehead creased into a frown. Dark looked at him from within the full-length mirror that faced the red-haired boy.
"What are you going to do?" Dark asked, crossing his arms at chest-level. Daisuke did not answer him. Finally, he opened his eyes, revealing disturbed red eyes.
"I don't know. I just don't know," he finally sighed. "If only she was not whom we were looking for," he said. Dark only nodded, sympathizing with his counterpart. He sighed again and flopped back on the bed. He stared up at the ceiling, his mind trying to contemplate everything that had happened.
He had seen that familiar mark that Mother had shown him before he took this assignment. He frowned as he thought back to when Mother called him to her office.
"Daisuke, I have an assignment that only you and Dark can do," Mother said from behind her desk. He nodded gravely and knew that it must be something very important to have Mother called him to her office. He watched as a sable-haired woman in her thirties stood up and walked around the desk towards him. She gestured for him to sit as she stood in front of him. He complied and watched as the dark-haired woman turned and picked a folder up from her thick pile of folders.
"Tell me, how much do you know about vampires?" she asked, her dark eyes stared deep into his.
"Vampires are mythical or folkloric creatures said to subsist on human blood, often either having unnatural powers, heightened bodily functions, or the ability to physically transform themselves," he said. Mother nodded in approval as she held the folder out to Daisuke.
"That is correct. But the vampires that we've dealt with are impure and common," she said. He frowned in puzzlement.
"What do you mean impure?" he asked as he took the folder from his superior.
"The blood that flows in them are mixed with human blood, thus they are impure. In the vampyric world of now, these vampires are considered commoners," she explained as she crossed her arms at chest level. "Look inside the folder," she instructed, gesturing at the folder.
Tentatively he opened the file and found a several photos of humans with beautifully-sculpted aristocratic pale faces staring back at him with lazy sensual eyes. He was awed to find such beautiful faces. He looked up to find Mother smiling back at him.
"So you find them fascinating as well?" she asked.
"Who are they?" he asked.
"They, my dear, are in fact vampires," she replied. He whipped his head up to stare at his superior in shock. She nodded in confirmation. "They're beautiful, aren't they? Not like the ones that we've captured," she commented. "In this vampyric world, we've come to known that a very special breed of vampires lives among the commoners. However, we have little information on them. We suspect that most of the commoners keep this generation of vampires hidden in the shadows," she said. Daisuke looked down again at the photo.
"What is so special about them? Apart from their beauty," he asked.
"A vampire either has unnatural powers, heightened bodily functions or the ability to physically change their forms," Mother quoted. "But this special breed has all of them," she said, surprising Daisuke.
"They have all of the powers mentioned?" he repeated to which the black-haired woman nodded. "Do I have to capture all of these special vampires?" he asked. The black-haired woman shook her head. She leaned forward and slid another photo out from beneath the others. This time, he saw a young woman shrouded in darkness. Only her cold and mocking golden eyes seemed to glow in contrast to the dark background. He looked up to his superior, his eyes filled with questions.
"Who is this?" he asked, still not sure of what Mother was getting at.
"That is the person I want you to capture," she said. He looked down again and stared at those cold-looking eyes. He nearly shuddered with fear.
"Who is she?" he asked, tearing his gaze away from the photo. His superior stood up and walked back to her seat. He watched on as she leaned comfortably back and gazed at him.
"We've confirmed that she is a vampire. One of the special breed," she said. "But she is more unique than any vampire, be it a commoner or a special."
"Why is that?" he asked. Mother shrugged.
"We've not confirmed how special she is but an anonymous source has told me that she is by far the most powerful among the vampire ranks," she said. He looked back down at the photo and frowned.
"How do I know that I've caught the right one?" he asked, gesturing back at the photo. Mother smiled and again, slid out another photo from behind. This time, a drawing of a huge white wolf snapping its jaws at a flying black owl appeared in the photo.
"We were told that this is the authentic royal mark of the special vampires. However -" she started, as she pulled another photo out. This time, a mixed drawing of an ethereal-looking black wolf's face and a girl's was shown. Both their golden eyes seemed to glow golden like the shadowed woman's. "This is the mark of the vampire that you need to capture," she finished as she leaned away from the red-haired agent.
He gazed upon Riku's peaceful sleeping face as he stood beside her bed. He glanced up and saw the sun was rising as the dark sky turned light orange. Making his way to the full length mirrors beside the bed, he drew the curtains together. Immediately the room was shrouded in pitch darkness. Turning away from Riku, he walked towards the door and exited the room. Closing the door with a soft click, he felt a presence behind him. He turned and saw Gabrielle watching him.
"The master wishes to see you," she simply said as she walked past him and made to open the bedroom door. "I will watch over her. Take a rest," she threw her words over her shoulder before closing the door. Once he heard the door closed, he then made his way to the master's room.
"Master?" he called out softly once he was in the master's room. He saw the room was shrouded in darkness like the young mistress's. Despite that, he was able to focus on a black figure near the huge bed. Without waiting for his master's reply, he made his way towards the black-haired man.
"Krad, please do your very best to take care of Riku. I know that the ancient one is getting stronger by the minute," the master said, his voice soft yet calm. Only a slight tremor in his voice gave his worry away. The golden-haired boy closed his eyes and bowed slightly. Satisfied with the guardian's answer, the master nodded unconsciously as he waved for Krad to leave. Straightening himself up, the golden-haired guardian made his way to the door. Just as he was about to turn the knob, his master's voice stopped him for a moment.
"She is, after all, my salvation," his master said softly. Krad closed his eyes as he gripped the doorknob tight.
"As well as mine," he whispered.
Well? How do you find this chapter? Does it answer most of your question about Riku? I hope so..well, I've actually created a new chapter but it is still under progress but here's a sneak preview! This new chapter is about Krad's and Riku's past together! Doesn't have a title thought...hehe...but thought of one like "Fallen Angel Befriends The Forbidden"
Sneak Preview:
A blanket of darkness covered the sky like a tight glove, allowing no moon or stars to appear. A tranquil peace covered the land below when suddenly, loud moans of pain swept through. Creatures were woken up suddenly by this eerie sound and huddled close together as though trying to hide themselves. Suddenly, like a door, a portion of the dark sky slid opened and a white figure fell straight from the sky. As sudden as it slid opened, the portion closed back and no evidence were found of the sky ever being opened. The sound of loud moans, too, were suddenly gone.
A white figure lay on the dark ground, not moving. It was the only thing that had color while its surroundings were hidden in the thick darkness. Golden eyes of the woken creatures stared curiously at the figure from the safety of their homes, yet none were brave enough to approach. Suddenly, the figure stirred as though awakening from a deep slumber. What appeared to be white cloak was in fact, huge white wings covering the figure's body. Pushing itself painfully up, the figure flapped its wings twice before spreading them wide.
Suddenly, the figure screamed out loud in pain. The creatures quickly hid themselves, fearing the scream and the figure itself. The huge white wings suddenly bursts into millions of white feathers and only a small huddled figure was left trembling alone in the darkness as the wind billowed gently around it.
"This is the punishment given to those who sneer at those beneath them. Accept your punishment and live hidden in the body of the very thing you hate the most. Live hidden in the body of a mortal," a voice billowed together with the wind. The figure wrapped its arms tight around its knees as though trying to hide deep within itself. "Though you still retain the wings you so adore, the transformation will be severely blistering. No one will accept you despite everything that you have done," the voice continued. "But know this, only when one accept you as who you are now, will the pain of transformation be lifted."
With that final words, the wind suddenly died down. Soft sobs could be heard as the figure lay its now mortal head on its knees, its now blue hair falling gracefully to cover its clasped hands.
Several months had passed and the figure lay alone in a small bed. Its pain-streaked ice-blue eyes stared blankly at the ceiling while sounds of soft snores surrounded it. Suddenly, the door to the small room opened offering little light into the room.
"Go to sleep you little whelp. You'll be working in the day and at night from now on. No rest for you" a gruff voice rang out in the room angrily. With that said, the door was closed roughly and soundly. Several of the children woke up in fright while several of the smaller ones cried softly. The bigger children shushed the smaller ones quickly, fearing their master will return once more. He could hear several of them muttering wicked words about him but he chose to ignore them. Once again, silence filled the air while the others quickly went to sleep. His hands, which lay listlessly on the bed, suddenly gripped the sheets tight. Tears filled its blue eyes as he sniffled, determined not to show his vulnerable side. In his mind, thoughts of someone accepting him were dashed.
From within the darkness of the alley, blue eyes stared at the people walking around. The night had settled in quickly but he could not return back. Scanning the people from within the safety of the dark alley, he searched for unsuspecting preys. Suddenly, he found himself watching a small auburn-haired girl, about the same age as him, walking with an older man whose black hair seemed to shine silver. He watched as she looked up at the man whom he presumed to be her father with adoration. The man, in turn, smiled fondly down at his daughter. He frowned bitterly as he envied the girl. His eyes scanned the girl and found that she was holding tightly to a small doll.
He moved into the darkness and walked out of the alley with his head hanging low. His dirty blue hair covered his face as he followed the auburn-haired girl and her father, looking for the précised time to make his move. He continued to follow them until the three of them were the only ones left outside. He stopped with a sudden and quickly hid himself near a lamppost when the girl and the man stopped directly in front of a house. He watched as the man bent to pat the girl and left her side to enter the house. He waited until the entrance door was firmly shut and moved away from his hiding place.
Lowering his head more, he swept past the girl, barely brushing against her. With quick hands, he snatched the doll away and made his escape. Behind him, he heard no cries but he could not care less. All that mattered to him was that now the girl will be as miserable as him. Seeing a corner in front, he made a sharp turn and suddenly twisted his ankle. With a sharp cry, he fell hard and lost his grip on the doll. Turning his head slightly, he saw the doll lying a few feet away from him. Pushing himself up, he tried to stand but cried out painfully when pressure was applied on his injured ankle.
Breathing hard now, he tried to wobble his way to the doll. He was now within reach of the doll when a loud honking rang out. Turning his head slightly, he watched in horror as a car loomed nearer and the headlights nearly blinded him. Suddenly, a hand grabbed his and pulled him back just as the car whizzed past. He fell back heavily against a soft body. Pulling himself quickly away, he turned and found himself staring into a pair of toffee-coloured eyes. It was the little girl gazing back at him with concern in her eyes.
"Are you all right?" he heard her asked in soft voice. Not knowing what to do now, he tried to run away from her when his injured ankle acted up. He winced in pain as tears pooled in his eyes, yet he made no sound. "You should not move. Here, let me help you," the little girl said as she lowered herself down and massaged his injured ankle. Soon enough, the pain was gone and he felt that he was able to walk slowly back home again. He watched as the girl straightened herself up and smiled at him.
"Riku?" a deep voice called out suddenly, snapping him out of his reviere. Both turned towards the voice, him more sharply. Afraid of getting caught, he sprinted away from the girl just as her father appeared.
Once again, he found himself staring up at the ceiling with others snoring softly around. He knew that his master would appear in the doorway once again but he did not care. As he stared at the ceiling, an image of the girl smiling at him appeared in his mind.
"Riku."
Like the night before, he stared at the people walking again from the dark alley. But this time, he searched around looking for the auburn-haired girl. His blue eyes lit up when he saw the girl walking with her father past the alley. Summoning up his courage, he trailed from behind while his hands gripped a small bag.
Once again, the girl and the man stopped in front of the same house. He watched as the man pat the girl again and entered the house again. Only then, he walked up to the girl shuffled her feet around while waiting for her father. As he got nearer, he saw the girl turned to him and smiled as recognition reflected in her toffee eyes. Waves of warmth flowed in him upon seeing that smile once again. Wasting no time, he stood before her and awkwardly shoved the small bag towards her. Surprise shone in her eyes as she looked down in the small bag.
"I'm sorry about your doll yesterday. Here's a new one that I bought for you," he said awkwardly as his cheeks tainted pink. He shuffled his feet as he watched the girl pulled out a small bunny doll from the small bag.
"You know what will make me happy?" she asked as she looked up at him. He stared at her and fidgeted as her stare made him feel awkward. Suddenly, she smiled. "It would make me happy if you would be my friend."
He ran as fast as he could, not caring if he bumped into people on the way. He could them cursing from behind but he could not afford to stop and apologize. Turning around a corner, he skidded to a stop in front of a house just as a auburn-haired girl walked out of the house with her father. He panted as he watched her turned and smiled at him. He watched on as she turned towards her father. He could only see her mouthed to her father to which her father smiled and nodded.
He nearly grinned widely when he saw her ran towards him and stopped in front of him. This time, he really did grinned widely when he looked down and saw her gripping the small bunny doll tightly in her arms. Taking a deep breath, he held out a hand towards the auburn-haired girl.
"Let's go play Riku."