whooo... review me! i was reading thru all reviews and... felt bad that i didn't update. so here ya are! anyone died yet? no? fine. on with the story!

The sun was going to rise and dawn was fast approaching, yet she hadn't seen her sire for the whole day! She went shrieking down the halls, wailing past corridors and crying into rooms. She was in heat and by right, he would be with her in her coffin, fill her womb with his seed and their dead children would be hanging in the hall…until he found another monster to bring them to life. But where was he?

Of course she could give birth all year round, but when a vampiress was in heat, the smell should have lured him back to her. She had on the most revealing dress she had, a blood red number which was translucent yet silky, providing a good view of her figure, yet hiding it. The perfect one which made any man's blood boil, regardless on whether he was dead or alive. She paused in her tracks, there was another scent mingled with her sire's, was it that human's?

She shrieked with jealousy, pushing the doors aside furiously. Why did her sire… Take note. HER sire, want this human more than her. She was the purest epitome of beauty even as a human. People worshipped her as a reincarnate of the goddess of beauty. This human, this weird looking freak neither had her flawless porcelain skin nor her height and elegance. If she stood next to her, that human wouldn't even reach up to her chin; and, she was only a little shorter than the sire himself! Figure wise, Aleera was definitely more curvier than her, with soft flesh, unlike the other female who had more muscles than soft silky flesh. She had done so much on her part to help Van Helsing get rid of Marishka and Verona, hoping she would be the center of attraction, the star of the show. That she became, until this FREAK came along and she was rebuked, scolded and bared fangs at!

The sight of her sire and the freak holding each other as they slept only encouraged the green imp of jealousy inside her to bloom and flourish. What a sight. Her handsome sire, long black strands of hair that had escaped his silver clasp, those enchanting eyes and masculine features… in the arms of a white haired ugly brown nut of a human! Her green eyes burned with fire as she pulled the other female out of the bed. In a flash, her sire had wrapped his hand around her slender milky white neck, his grip tightening painfully. Her own hands were grabbing the freak's neck, the mysterious dark purple eyes threatening to bulge out of their sockets, uselessly trying to break free. The fingernails digging deep, crimson blood flowing slowly in rivulets out of her neck and down her long fingers.

Dracula tightened his grip on Aleera's neck. "Let her go." He growled menacingly. Aleera gave a cold chuckle and released her grip. She had done what she wanted, harm the freak. Besides, her fingernail had torn into the jugular vein and in minutes, the human would bleed to death. And her sire would belong wholly to her. Again. She could smell a musky smell, a sure sign of her sire's arousal. She walked seductively up to him, but he was at the side of the human and a ball of fur was zooming around the still body. Oh no. This was SO wrong. He should be aroused because of her right? Not that human… She had assumed that he had noticed that she was in heat. She whimpered slightly.

"Get out. I will deal with you later." It seemed like his back was talking to her, very coldly. No, she didn't want to be punished… Couldn't he see that all she wanted was him? She whimpered some more as she fled to her rooms, the promised threat of her punishment looming over her head, her initial triumph fading.

Noriko was pressing both her hands to her neck. What was that thing flowing out of her neck? Was it blood? If so, why was she bleeding so badly? She couldn't comprehend anything. Why did that strange woman grab her like that? She was sleeping…in the forest… She slowly shook her head. She was hallucinating. Who was that handsome man there, in front of her? It looked as if his mouth was moving. Was he talking to her, what did he want…?

Dracula was helping her heal her wounds, all the time maintaining eye contact with those drowsy, dark purple eyes. He wanted her badly, she couldn't die… If he was forced to, he would blood her now, but it was a last minute solution if there was really no hope for her… He wanted those eyes to look at him, focus on him, but he wanted them laden with lust and love, for him… Slowly as if in a trance, a blood stained finger rested on his lip.

"Smile."

He heard her sigh before her eyes closed. He relaxed, holding her tightly. She had lost a fair amount of blood, but she would survive. He placed her on the bed and cast one last look before leaving the room…

Now, it was time for Aleera's punishment. Woe betide whoever dared cross his path when he was in such a rage…

Ideas on what you want in next chapter? God bless for all those having exams.

i know this is kinda short, but like i said, im kinda busy... slumps head on the computer.

ideas people, ideas!