Chapter 7: Dust In The Wind
To say that Misato felt a little strange when she woke up would be an understatement: she felt incredibly strange. She sat up in the bed she had apparently just been sleeping on and looked around the dark room, making it impossible for her to tell just where she was, and what time it was.
She also felt strangely warm, even though she could tell that the air surrounding her was incredibly cool, almost cold. To say that she had no idea what was going on and where she was would be correct.
"Hello? Is there someone there?" She tried calling out, but she received no answer at all, just the deafening silence and darkness as she continued to sit on the bed.
Little did she know, however, that she was being watched from the shadows that permeated the room.
"Hello, Misato." A voice said from the corner of the room, the voice sending chills up and down her spine, making her feel that she had heard that voice from somewhere, though she couldn't quite remember from where.
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?!" she asked the darkness.
"And I was hoping that you'd actually remember me." Shinji said, sounding like he was a little disappointed, shaking his head, not that she could see it.
"Where the hell am I?! And what do you mean by that?!" Misato asked, having no memory of where she had heard his voice before, but she definitely knew she remembered hearing it somewhere.
"I guess it's time we got reacquainted, though I was hoping that wouldn't have lost your memory." He said, snapping his fingers, making the lights turn on.
He was sitting in a red velvet arm chair, a closed book in his lap, an amused grin on his face, his vampire fangs sticking out a little from between his lips.
She gasped once she noticed the fangs. "You… you're… you're…"
"A vampire? What of it?" he asked, setting the book on the square wooden table near the chair before standing up.
She said nothing for another minute, before he started to slowly walk closer to her. "No, please, stop!" she pleaded, holding her hand up in front of her as she attempted to back away, but he ignored her protests and continued onward, all the while smirking. "Please… stop." She pleaded once again as he took yet another step forward. "Why should I? You don't have to fear becoming something that you already are."
Her eyes widened immensely, and after a minute, she finally reached up to her mouth and felt her teeth before finally coming across her vampire fangs. Once she felt them, she fainted and fell onto the bed, a small amount of blood from her finger on one of her fangs.
Shinji chuckled at her antics. "You humans… always so bothersome, and yet…" but he didn't feel like completing his sentence, and went back to his chair to read until she woke up again.
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Several hours later, she woke with a start, thinking that she had just had a bad nightmare. There was no way she was a vampire, or was there? To be safe, she reached up again to her mouth and felt the fangs yet again. That's when she knew she had no choice but to go along with what fate had apparently chosen for her. And that was life as a vampire, and not remembering anything from her past life, except her name, and some of the important information, like how tall she was, how old she used to be, what color her hair was and what she looked like.
"Ah, I see you have awakened yet again." Shinji said from his chair, putting down his book on the table after placing a bookmark somewhere inside the pages near the middle of the book.
He then stood up and slowly walked toward her. She didn't even so much as flinch. When he noticed her almost total lack of fear he chuckled.
"How amusing. The first time you were afraid of me, and now you don't even flinch." He said before he chuckled again. He looked into her eyes, and he could see that since she had just recently come to terms with what was likely to happen to her, that she decided that she would have no fear. He admired that. A lot. He took one more step forward before he bowed in front of her.
He then reached for one of her hands and kissed her knuckles once before he let go of it and then stood up. She watched him, but said nothing as he went out of the chamber.
'You'll be mine soon enough, Misato, but the time is not now. Soon, very soon.' Shinji thought as he headed into his throne room, making the candles go out in his chamber once he was out of the room. Bridgette looked at him weirdly as he sat down, then she looked at his smirking face and started scowling fiercely. Shinji noticed this immediately, however.
"Something wrong? You look like you're about to murder someone." He asked/commented.
"Nothing's wrong master." She said as she made her scowl relax back into her usual blank look.
"Good to hear it." Shinji said as another vampire came into the chamber.
"What is it now?" he asked in a bored tone that was on the verge of annoyance.
"Master, the red head is back." The younger vampire said as he bowed gracefully to his master.
"Well, that was quick. I guess I'll have no choice but to actually kill her this time." He said as he headed out of the chamber.
'Now's my chance!' thought Bridgette as Shinji stepped through the door to his throne room.
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Bridgette stepped into the room and found what she was looking for quickly. Misato was fast asleep on the bed as Bridgette stepped up to her, an ornate, yet useful dagger in her hand.
"I won't let you take master away from me!" she said as she stepped nearer to attempt to stab the sleeping purple haired woman, when a barrier came up and surrounded the bed, pushing Bridgette backwards.
"What? Dammit! Master must have set it up just in case anyone tried anything." She said to herself as she slipped back out of the room and back in to the throne room, but after stashing her dagger back where it belonged.
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"Well, well, didn't expect to see you again so soon, Red." Shinji said. Asuka said nothing, but instead drew a long sword that was slightly curved and obviously Japanese.
Shinji smirked and drew his broadsword. "Shall we get started?" he asked. She again said nothing, but rushed forward with her sword. He parried the blow and swung from the right. She parried his attack and went for another charge and swung again. He again parried but swung from above and she rolled to the side, barely avoiding his attack.
'Hmm… so she does know how to use a sword. Well, time to stop playing around.' Shinji thought as he focused his strength into his sword.
As Asuka watched him, she prepared to counterattack any move that he threw at her, but then he disappeared. She instantly started looking around for him, but saw no trace of him anywhere.
"Come out you coward!" Asuka yelled, but as soon as her sentence was finished, she saw a blur of movement in front of her but knew that she couldn't react fast enough to block or dodge what was coming towards her, so she closed her eyes.
Suddenly, she was feeling pain as she had never felt it before, as well as a giddiness that spread like a plague throughout her body. She opened her eyes and saw something that instantly made her panic: Shinji's broadsword was sticking out of her throat, the hilt all the way to her skin, entering from the front of her and exiting out of the back of her neck.
She instantly started to grasp at the sword handle, but she couldn't pull it out, as Shinji still had his hand on it, smirking as he finally killed the one person that could actually track him down, but never kill him: sure, there were people in the world that could kill him, but none who could actually track him down more than once, except for Asuka.
"Well, Red, it's time you never saw the sunrise ever again." He quickly removed the sword from her throat and then he stooped forward and brought his fangs to her neck and drank like her blood was the sweetest and best of all the Kirshwasser in the world, and to him, it was; never before had victory tasted so sweet, and it was likely to never be so again; for she was soon dead, her body limp in his arms, her heart beat no more within her frame as the last breath wracked her body ragged. Shinji laid her on the ground before moving her arms together on the front of her body and then he closed her eyes before withdrawing two coins from his pockets and putting them on her eyes.
"Master, why did you even bother?" one of Shinji's many minions asked.
"Just because they are your enemy does not mean that you cannot show them respect, even if they would not do so themselves." He answered, not even looking his subordinate, but looking at the body he had just taken the life from.
"I do not understand what you mean, but I shall take your word for it, Master." Shinji didn't like the fact that one of his own subordinates had no clue what chivalry was, so he turned towards the unsuspecting vampire and charged, the vampire not knowing what was coming for him. Shinji sliced through his body cleanly, landing multiple strikes before landing on the ground in a kneeling position before he stood up and turned around in time to get sprayed with enough blood that he could have bathed in it.
Laughing loudly as he turned to enter the underground castle, he headed directly for his chambers, not even bothering with Bridgette, as he knew full where her whereabouts. Once he entered the dark chamber that he knew to posses the newly transformed Misato, he walked towards the bed, lighting candles around the room by the power of his will. She sat up on the bed, smelling the blood in the air and looking for the source.
"B-blood…" she croaked, overtaken by the power of bloodlust. Once he was near enough to the bed, she stood up and quickly walked to him, smelling the blood on him. She then started to lick the blood off his skin, and then began to suckle on his clothing where the most blood was located once she was done licking the skin that she could reach with removing any clothing.
"Now, now, ma peche, slow down." He said, adding a bit of a French accent into the words, though she seemed to have not heard him. Sighing, he removed his velvet overcoat that she was still attempting to get the blood out of. He grabbed a wine glass from the table nearby him and grabbed an arm sleeve of his coat and squeezed, blood running into the glass goblet. He then put it in front of her and she quickly grabbed it before she downed and then returned to licking his skin, as he had put the velvet coat where she could not get to it.
Deciding rather than to speak, he acted. He quickly removed his black shirt that he had been wearing underneath the coat. Misato then started to come out of her bloodlust and removed the white frilly shirt that was obviously a man's shirt, and dropped it onto the ground, revealing her bare breasts that had not been in a bra the entire time that she had been in Shinji's bed chambers.
Shinji softly grasped her breasts, kneading them as she came closer to him before she licked his throat, and moaned from Shinji's ministrations. He then gently let go and pushed her onto the bed before he climbed on the bed shortly after and continued what he was doing before he brought his mouth down to suckle lightly. This earned him even more moans before he finally switched his mouth to the other breast, one of his hands kneading the one he was just on.
The hand that was doing nothing at the moment then wandered south and found her pants before dipping into them and underneath her panties before he entered her with a finger and two, causing her to gasp at the sudden intrusion. She was then moaning shortly after he started with his fingers. He then stopped suckling and brought his mouth to hers, engaging her in a long kiss that left them both speechless as he continued to enter her with his fingers alone.
She couldn't take the onslaught of his fingers much longer and came hard, bucking her hips deeper into his hand. He then pulled his hand out, bringing them to his mouth and licking them clean. "My, my, you really are a peche." He said once he was licking his fingers. He then undid her pants and slid them down her legs and was about to grasp her panties when she said, "my turn" and she then sat up and pulled at his belt buckle and managed to get it off before she undid his pants and slid them down his legs.
She then slid his boxers down, his large erect cock bouncing out of their prison like confines. She then moved one of her hands to it and started to stroke it using just her hand. Shinji put his head back and tried not to moan, but could not help it: her soft hand moving up and down on him just felt too good. She then stilled her hand and lowered her head and took him into her mouth and slowly bobbed her head up and down on him, exaggerating his pleasure with her slow movements. Shinji moaned again pleasure as she started to pick up her pace, adding a hand to move up and down with her mouth.
She continued to stroke with her hand and bob her head on him until he could sense himself getting close to his climax, when he putt his hands behind her head and pushed her further down him, causing her to almost gag from the shear force of him ramming her throat. He then came suddenly into her mouth, the sweet pleasure of relief flooding his entire being, making him shiver from the force of his release. She managed to swallow all of his seed before she lifted her head to his and engaged him in a rather passionate kiss (for the undead, that is), each tasting themselves on the others' tongue, though the taste of herself was far more faint then the taste of himself.
Once they broke from the kiss, he proceeded in removing her panties before he raised himself over her body, presenting his again erect cock to her entrance before he plunged into her. Her back arched backwards as he started to thrust shortly afterward of entering her. She then started to moan and move her hips in time with his thrusts. After what seemed to be a lifetime of pleasure, she came. He still thrust, his breath getting a little ragged, though he pressed onward, refusing to relent to his body just yet, and managed to suppress climaxing with her.
After she recovered a little from her climax, she began to moan again from his thrusts, getting closer and closer to another climax. She soon reached it, and dug her nails into his back as she once again came. He was almost thrown into a climax, but he again managed to keep going without climaxing just yet.
She again started moaning soon after her climax, her climaxes getting closer and closer together as he continued to thrust inside of her, and she again reached her climax. He let himself go this time, unable to keep going without climaxing into her waiting sex. He thrust once more inside of her before he shot his seed deep inside of her, holding her close as he did so.
They remained on the bed without moving for a time, each panting and trying to regain their lost breath and energy. Shinji looked to the heavily curtained window in his chamber and saw that the sun was just starting to rise.
"It is time to sleep, ma peche; the sun is rising." However, she couldn't present any argument or agreement, for she had already closed her eyes and slept with him still inside her, though unmoving. He moved carefully, without removing their "link" and pulled the blankets on his bed over them, pulling her closer to him and burying his face in her hear, breathing in the subtle scent of lavender and allowed himself to fall asleep, not knowing that they had been watched the entire night from a dark corner of the room.
'As I suspected, Master is allowing her to take him away from me. This requires drastic action!"
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AN: Sorry for the extremely long update, but I have been otherwise unable to write for my stories as of late, not that that fact should surprise any of you, though to my loyal readers: Sorry! Please don't kill me!
Also, a few things you should know:
Kirshwasser means 'Cherry brandy'
Ma Peche means 'My Peach', or just 'Peach'. Can also be something else equated with sinning, though the way it's used depends on the sentence structure.
Now, for the Omakes! Hope you guys like them, though they aren't necessarily funny.
Omake 1:
'You'll be mine soon enough, Misato, but the time is not now. Soon, very soon.' Shinji thought as he headed into his throne room.
Bridgette looked at him weirdly as he sat down, the she looked at his smirking face and started scowling fiercely. Shinji noticed this.
"Something wrong? You look like you're about to murder someone." He asked.
"Nothing's wrong master." She said as she made her scowl relax back into her usual blank look.
"Good to hear it." Shinji said as another vampire came into the chamber.
"What is it now?" he asked in a bored tone.
"The leprechauns are attacking again, sir!"
"Dammit! When do those Irish ever give up!?" However, before he could do anything to stop the impending doom brought on by the short orange haired people in green suites, a giant pot of gold was dropped onto Shinji, effectively crushing him.
Omake 2:
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?!" she asked the darkness.
"And I was hoping that you'd actually remember me." Shinji said, sounding like he was a little disappointed, shaking his head, not that she could see it.
"You mean to say that I know you?" Misato asked, having no memory of where she had heard his voice before, but she definitely knew she remembered hearing it somewhere.
"Well, not anymore, since you seem to have no memory. I guess it's time we got reacquainted." He said, snapping his fingers, making the lights turn on. What she saw next was a man in a blue spandex suit with the letter 'S' in red on his chest, and a red cape.
"Superman!" she squealed as she ran to him and tackled him to the ground.
"No! It's Shinji!" He screamed above her squeals yammering, but she didn't seem to care.
Omake 3:
As Asuka watched him, she prepared to counterattack any move that he threw at her, but then he disappeared. She instantly started looking around for him, but saw no trace of him anywhere.
"Come out you coward!" Asuka yelled, but as soon as her sentence was finished, she saw a blur of movement in front of her but knew that she couldn't react fast enough to block or dodge what was coming towards her, so she closed her eyes.
What she got, however, wasn't what she was expecting, as something large and muscle-like parted her lips and went into her throat. She opened her eyes to see Shinji thrusting into her mouth with the lower part of his body, his pants and boxers pooled around his ankles. He then put his hands behind her head and thrust harder into her mouth before she sat up screaming, sweat pouring out form her body. She looked around for her bedside lamp only to find herself in a place other than her apartment, and a weird taste in her mouth.
Once she found the light, she saw Shinji lying next to her and screamed like the dead were after her.
Omake 4:
"It is time to sleep, ma peche; the sun is rising." However, she couldn't present any argument or agreement, for she had already closed her eyes and slept with him still inside her, though unmoving. He moved carefully, without removing their "link" and pulled the blankets on his bed over them, pulling her closer to him and burying his face in her hear, breathing in the subtle scent of lavender and allowed himself to fall asleep, not knowing that they had been watched the entire night from a dark corner of the room.
'As I suspected, Master is allowing her to take him away from me. This requires drastic action!" She then pulled out of her Master's bedroom and went to her own chamber before heading to the closet and pulled out what appeared to be a life-size blow up doll that looked just like Shinji and inserted the blow up doll's lower area inside herself, all the while screaming, "Yes! Master, harder, faster!"