Disclaimer: I do not own any of Black Blood Brothers characters or story. I only own Del, Heather, Autumn, Anna, Camilla, Alex, and Sydney and any others shown that are not in the anime or manga.
Heather's POV
Alright, so we still have not seen or heard from Autumn since last night. Del dropped by the house and said it was locked still and more than likely empty since no one answered. Obviously something happened. She didn't even answer my e-mails. I bet something is going down, and I'm going to find out what no matter what Autumn says. Besides that, apparently Zelman will tell if she won't. So today is my day.
After jumping out of bed, literally, and failing miserably by tripping on a pencil, I was up and ready to start my day. First by getting dressed.
Afterwards I was able to skip my way through the hall and into the kitchen. Neatly I prepared my breakfast and even my brother's and father's. Now I don't understand why I was in such a good mood, but it felt nice.
As each of the lazy bones came inside the dining room I sat their plates in front of them. They both looked like they just saw a ghost.
"H-Heather?" My brother stuttered. "Yes?" I spoke cheerily. "You...did you fix breakfast? You cooked?" I glared. "I cook all the time, moron."
"But you even made food for us. That's what I mean. You made food...for us." I sighed. "Look, if you don't want it-" I picked up the plate of triple stacked pancakes with syrup and butter that sat in front of my younger brother. "-Wait! No! I'll eat it!" He took it back. I raised an eyebrow. "Well, rawr to you too."
Once I finished, I cleaned off my plate and was off to the bathroom.
Sorry to disappoint all you bathroom perverts out there, but this story is not rated for nudity.
So I brushed my teeth and hair. After finding my red hair to be shining and teeth clean of syrup, I was off again. This time to my room.
Inside I kicked away covers and threw papers aside. After which I remembered my guest.
Mimiko yawned as one of the papers landed on her stomach. Her arms stretched out.
"Good morning." She smiled.
"Morning." I responded with a smile and quickly pulled my stuff together, snatching the paper away from her reach. She sat up and ran a hand through her hair. Sprigs were sticking up left and right.
"Well I have to go now. There are pancakes sitting on the table in the dining room. I made them myself, so I hope you like them."
"Really? That's great." Her eyes sparkled. I was caught a bit off guard. "I'm glad. Thank you." She smiled widely.
You know, that's odd behavior for someone who is so famous. I would figure she's used to large breakfasts and banquets. Maybe she's just being polite? Aside from that, I smiled back. "You're welcome." Then I hefted my falling-apart-bag onto my shoulder. It's weight almost pulled me over.
I then raced my way to the door. As I did so I glanced over at the grandfather clock. It's hands pointed to show that it was six o'clock on the dot. Not a minute before or past. Now to start my questions...
Zelman's POV
Slowly but surely I rose from the bed. My hair was a mess as usual. After pushing back the bangs from my face, they landed right back in place. Lifting from my bed and onto the floor I walked around the room. Every inch was something different. Colors clashed with each other in a war on the walls, as well as the ceiling. Empty shelves were everywhere except where I placed a few of my own things, which is next to none. Then there was one spot that I would just stare at all night, wondering what happened.
In the wall beside my bed, was what looked like scratches left behind from a large cat, though the wall was indented. Something was weird about it, so I wonder what exactly happened to cause it.
Moving from the walls to the closet, I dragged out my usual clothes, for the fact that I have plenty pairs of the same outfit.
Straight from the closet I walked to my bed again. After sitting my clothes down, I pulled off my white shirt. Strands of red hair attached themselves to it.
Not far away from me was a green hamper that I was supposed to use to leave my laundry in, so I simply threw it in.
Then, for some reason or another, I noticed the skin of my torso start to burn. A blistering heat broke in through the window. Sun shown brightly outside, began to reflect on my pale skin. Quickly I shut the blinds. So far I had been lucky enough for the sun to be hiding behind rather large clouds. Undeniably enough, today was different.
After getting dressed, I left into the halls.
Right across from my room was Autumn's, the daughter of the owner of the house, Diane Thomason. Both being female, as a majority of this street is. Both humans. Not only that, but both of them are very different. Yet everyone on this street is oblivious to what each of us truly are.
Vampires...
Del's POV
Zelman, Autumn, and I all walked down the street. This morning wasn't half as eventful as yesterday's. Barely a word was spoken between us. I guess nothing happened, or else Autumn would've been more reserved. So this is just plain boring. I want something to happen...
Soon, we came up to Heather's home. Then the carrot top stomped towards us and slammed her hands down on Autumn's shoulders. "What happened last night?" She exclaimed. Autumn had one of the most surprised looks I have seen all week.
"What?"
"Where were you? You didn't answer your phone or anything!" Her voice cracked as she continued. Sure enough, Anna and her side of the street started to come towards us. "I was out and my phone was dead..." Autumn sounded as if she was going to die under the pressure.
I ask for something to happen, and so it does.
"Not only that, but no one was home! Where did you all go?" Autumn looked down in shame. "Well...I forgot my keys in the house...so we ended up going out into town to eat since mom works so late sometimes, like last night..."
"So you were out alone!" And so protective Heather made her appearance. "No. I was with Zelman here." Autumn gestured towards the red head.
"That's not any better! Where were you two!" Heather continued to rant. "Guys, lets go." Anna whined. "Where?" Heather continued to practically kill my ear drums.
"Out. We ate and went to the store. Is that a big deal? What are you, my mother?" Autumn started to lose her temper.
Heather let out a tremendous sigh in irritation. "What if I am?"
And so the war of the wits began.
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After minutes of listening to this go on, Camilla stepped in.
"Alright, you two shut up and come on, or you will face my wrath." A ridiculous expression was on her face as she tilted up her head. Both of the girls looked at her with harsh glares. I then realized that if I planned on going to school that day, no matter how much I didn't want to, I would have to go in myself.
"Hell no." Both responded. Within that second, Camilla smacked both of them...on the rear...
Autumn and Heather yipped and their faces turned red. Zelman laughed while the rest of us sighed. "Camilla!" Heather yelled.
"Alright, alright. Calm down. I know dogs and cats fight a lot, but can you save the war of the races for after school or anytime that isn't before?" I walked up. Heather sighed while Autumn looked away. Both were angry now.
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At school, first period had come and gone without incident. Everything was fine. We made it to class and didn't get into an untimely brawl. Though friction was now placed between the two. This being usual.
Alex's POV
Our third period, Art, was quiet for the most part. Each of us worked on our scratch boards in peace.
Now that was just annoying.
Peace? In our group? You have to be joking. There's never quiet unless something is wrong. I started to walked around behind the others to see what they were drawing on their scratch boards.
Heather had an angel biting an apple on hers, while Del's was a cross with zentangle designs around it. Anna's was a flower and hand. Zelman was just sort of picking at his, I doubt he knows what he's doing. Though it's starting to look like a building. Camilla was working on a girl with a breaking helmet. It was amazing. And Autumn's was a character with knifes and sadistic grin. Mine was a bleeding rose. Though each of the pictures were kind of morbid in some way. I needed to find a way to cheer them up. An idea came to mind.
I ran around behind them and got them talking to me. Then, I brought them all into one conversation.
"Wait, if vampires cant go in sunlight, then why are you around Del?" Everyone laughed as Del sighed. "Seriously guys? How many times do I have to say, I'm not a vampire."
"You keep telling yourself that 'Vampy'." Heather joked as the rest of them laughed. "Aw, come on. Vampires aren't all that bad." Zelman commented. "Besides, one could be in this very room." I chuckled with everyone else. Zelman was funnier than we thought he could be. "Man, I wish." Autumn said. "Amen." Del agreed. Camilla was too busy talking to Meg and Day to really notice.
Zelman smirked. "You may just be that lucky." Anna giggled. "Well we do have a vampire with us. Don't we, Zelman?" Anna's comment was directed at him and everyone laughed and nodded. Zelman looked nervous. I wonder why...
Soon, Mrs. K came over to us. "The only vampire that you'll know is the one that sucks up your grades if you all don't quiet it down." We nodded. "Yes, Mrs. K." She then walked around the room more. She always ends up telling us to, but never actually backs up her threats. She may be a teacher, but she isn't a bad one.
Author's note: I'm so sorry that this chapter is pathetically short. It was hard coming up with stuff to put in it and I've been busy. So I'm really sorry to all you guys out there reading. I promise that I'll get better though. ^^ Thank you for sticking with me and reading. Love you guys. ^^ I promise to work harder!
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Akiho13 =^-^=