Author's Note: Characters belong to the creator of Black Blood Brothers.

Damn it, she hadn't moved fast enough. Mimiko lay severely injured from Zelman's flames. She was surrounded by debris from the exploding cabin and unluckily for her a stake of wood had shot towards her and impaled her through. Both vampire kneeled by the fallen compromiser, feeling her heartbeat begin to slow. Kotaro did the only thing he could think of and bit his wrist. Zelman watched curiously as the small boy held his wrist to Mimiko's lips letting the blood trickle down her throat and pulled the stake out of her stomach. Mimiko's heart beat suddenly stopped and Kataro looked at Zelman with fear.

"Oh no, it's not working! Zelman what do I do?" Kotaro cried, eyes wet with unshed tears and hands clenched.

Suddenly there was a loud clang, like the sound of a gong that reverberated around them. Mimiko's body arched up as she cried out. Her canines elongated as her dark hair grew longer and her eyes opened wide in fear and pain as her stomach knitted back together. When it finished she became limp, tears began leaking out of her eyes. Kotaro leaned over her worriedly, even Zelman's usually smirking face looked concerned for the once compromiser.

"Mimi? Are you okay?" Kotaro asked hesitantly.

"It hurts, it hurts so bad." She whispered. Suddenly Jiro was there and he looked at Kotaro with a worried and sad expression. "Kataro, where have you been?" Jiro didn't even see Mimiko as Zelman looked her over for any side effects of the sage's blood.

"Brother, I had to find Mimi and then this lady was with her and she was very mean, and then Zelman…"

"Wait, lady? Casa?" Jiro asked wide-eyed with fear.

"Yes," Zelman replied helping Mimiko sit up, her long hair fell over her face and around her shoulders, and Zelman calmly pushed it behind her ears, "I'm afraid the cost of our rendezvous was great."

Jiro allowed his gaze to meet Zelman's who looked back down at Mimiko who was still struggling through the burning pain in her body. Jiro's eyes fell to the massive hole in Mimiko's jacket and blouse. Although he could see no mark on her smooth skin there was blood everywhere around the area, as if she'd been run through. He looked her over again taking in the way her hair had grown to almost her waist and the way she clutched her chest as if it were on fire. Suddenly he gasped, realizing he could no longer here her heart beat. "No…" he looked at Zelman hopefully.

Zelman shook his head and nodded towards Kotaro who had moved to help Mimiko as well. Jiro noticed the bite marks on his brothers' skin as Kotaro reached his hand out to push back some more of her unruly hair. Jiro felt his whole body run cold with dread. "Kotaro…did you turn Mimiko?"

Kotaro and Mimiko both stiffened, Kotaro looking scared and Mimiko looking like she was about to be sick. "But brother, if I hadn't Mimi would have died!" he cried.

Jiro felt extreme anger and took a step forward to confront his brother. Suddenly he was pushed back as Mimiko stood in front of him her teeth bared and hair swirling around her body from her abrupt movement. Jiro bared his fangs at her and she crouched into a fighting position hissing. Soon both were feeling the bloodlust to kill.

"Enough! We don't have time for this." Zelman growled.

Jiro glanced at him and then down at Kotaro who had his arms wrapped around Mimiko's side looking like he was about to cry. Taking a deep breath, Jiro straightened and stepped back, raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. Mimiko rose slowly from her crouch, still watching him with sharp eyes. When she saw he was relaxed and calm she too relaxed, but only enough to place a hand on Kotaro's head and smiled down at him. Jiro looked at her again, noticing that she looked good as a vampire. With her long hair she looked more sensual and less like a tomboy. Her moves were more graceful and her skin gleamed in the moonlight. She looked back at him and he was shocked by her eyes. Before they were brown but now they flashed with a lightning blue. Just like Alice's' did when she was angry or determined.

Jiro sighed angrily and looked to Zelman, "So what now Zelman, I don't suppose you'll look after these two while I go defeat Casa?"

"Actually I will, if you haven't noticed, poor Mimiko is thirsty." Zelman glared at Jiro with eyes burning a crimson red.

Jiro looked at Mimiko, noticing her body twitch a little and how her eyes had sharpened to slits, taking everything in that moved in the slightest. She blushed at the way she was acting and looked down in embarrassment. Kotaro took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, smiling at her. She squeezed back and smiled to, accidentally nicking her fang on her lip. Suddenly Zelman had her draped across his arm as he licked up the small drop that appeared on her lip. Mimiko felt her face flush at the feel of his warm, wet tongue against her lip. "Mmm, Mimiko you taste…delicious." He purred, his arms tightening around her waist. She looked at him with hooded and glazed eyes, the new senses she acquired through becoming a vampire making her incredibly sensitive. Her body felt like it was on fire, and it burned greater where his arms were wrapped around her.

A low growl snapped her out of her daze. Looking to Jiro, she noticed he was barely controlling the need to rip Zelman away from her. What she didn't understand was why. She had a crush on him but he never showed an interest in her at all, always concerned with Kotaro and the woman called Alice Eve.

Zelman pulled her up slowly, still holding her tightly around the waist as he glanced over at the furious Silverblade. He grinned cockily and angled his head slightly to the side. "Do I taste a hint of virgin," he licked his lip, "a rare delicacy in a human, an even rarer one in a vampire. I may have to keep you for myself."

Just then Mimiko felt her body get thrown into the air and her body instinctively turned to catch herself and land in a crouch. Looking up through her now long bangs she saw Jiro's back in front of her and heard a growl emit from his throat. "She will not be going with you Zelman, it is forbidden to drink the Sage's blood, not only that, but there are so few of our clan that we stick together."

Crimson-Eyed Zelman chuckled softly at this youngster's actions. Of course he knew the rules regarding the Sage's clan; he only wanted to partake in a little fun. Though Mimiko had surprised him. When she was human she sparked his interest, with her quick voice in favor of black bloods and her loyalty towards her charges, but now that she was a vampire she did more than that; she inflamed him in a way he hadn't felt in more than a century. He chuckled again to himself; this was going to be fun getting her to come to him.

"Don't worry Silverblade, I was merely jesting. I won't touch her for now, but I will take them with me to Lord Dragon's for safe keeping and a meal."

Jiro hesitated but didn't have much of a choice. Cassa was quickly getting away while he dallied. "Fine. Kotaro, make sure you show Mimiko how to feed, and no running off."

"Yes brother!" Kotaro replied.

Jiro took one last look at Mimiko before taking off in the direction Cassa had gone. All three watched him go as he flew through the air. After a few minutes, Mimiko's stomach growled, relieving the small tension that had gathered from Jiro's arrival. Kotaro laughed as Mimiko grabbed her stomach, blushing all the way down to her toes. Zelman smirked and held out his arm in a gentlemanly fashion, "Shall we?"

Nodding she took his arm and Kotaro's hand as they began walking towards Lord Dragon's home.