Author's Note- Eek, I am so sorry! Gomenasai! ((Very sorry in Japanese)) I haven't updated in like a lot of months, but after thinking, I have finally figured out the plot instead of blindly writing towards the end. Thank you for your patience.


For those of you who don't remember, here's how it goes.

Kimiko was just a normal girl in a werewolf family when suddenly a vampire named Ethan comes toward her path. They become in love, but at first, Ethan tries to ignore Kimiko in order to prevent this horrible and forbidden love. They finally gave that up, and would stand through anything obstacles that would come their way. Unfortunately, when Ethan reveals his path, a dangerous doctor vampire is still hunting them down, and when Kimiko went to visit Ethan at the park, and the story continues on…

Again, thank you for your patience and enjoy the chapter!

"Hiro I'll be fine." We were at the park again, and it dark. It was a starless night, as if the stars didn't want to see any misfortune today. The moon was hidden too, looking away from the Earth.

I didn't want Hiro meet me at the place Ethan wanted me, because I was afraid they would start a fight, and It would all be downhill.

"Fine," He grumbled as he sat in a bench and crossed his arms. "Meet me back at the stoplight. Don't be long."

I walked towards the playground, walking quietly on the wet grass, my sneakers crunching against it. An owl hooted far away, and there were some scuffling in the bushes. I felt a cool touch on my shoulder. It was too dark to see, but from the scent and his coolness, I figured it was Ethan.

I turned around, and smiled. "Hi Ethan."

He didn't reply back while he closed his hand around my wrist and led me towards somewhere a little rougher than usual…I didn't know where since it was dark.

"Where are we going?" I asked in curiosity. And why the hell he isn't replying to me?

Suddenly I felt so heavy that I fell to the ground. But it wasn't him that held me down, it was like some invisible force. My head met hard concrete and my head spun. I let out a yelp. I knew this wasn't Ethan. Then who…?

"Help!!" I screamed out.

There was a low chuckle as he quickly tied my wrists together by rugged rope and slapped my mouth with some tape. "No one will hear you."

"Really? Because I just did," Ethan walked out of nowhere and punched the rogue stranger with vampire speed.

But just as quickly something sharp appeared in front of my neck. The doctor grabbed me and pressed the knife lightly against me. It gleamed even in the dim streetlight.

"Move a muscle and I will get rid of this human." He said calmly.

My heart beat rapidly, panicking like crazy. I realized this was the doctor. I was so damn stupid! How could I not notice?!

"She had nothing to do with you," Ethan sneered, his velvet voice now sharp like needles that it even scared me.

"Yes…but I had to get your attention sometime." He pushed the knife closer to my neck making me wince in pain.

"Mm, I can smell her sweet blood right now. Wouldn't you love to consume it all once I slit her throat?"

"Let…her…go!" Ethan said through his clenched teeth as he moved slightly forward.

"What's going on here?" Hiro suddenly appeared as I let out a muffled no!

The vampire hissed. "Three against one. Very clever Ethan." The pressure stopped against my neck and the support against my back was gone. I was about to fall again but then Ethan caught me. He laid his hand lightly on my neck and immediately I felt a cooling sensation.

"What happened?" Hiro demanded, still wanting an explanation.

"Nothing." Ethan said sharply. "I need to take Kimiko back to my place so Carlisle can fix that wound. Is that okay?"

"Of course not!" Hiro snapped. "I think she spent too much time at your house."

Ethan sighed. His lips brushed against mine quickly and he pushed me gently towards Hiro. "I'll talk to you later, Kimiko." He said, his voice resigned.

I felt a pang of sadness. "Okay…" I followed the angry Hiro towards back to his motorcycle.

X O X O X O

"I can't believe you KIMIKO! AGAIN YOU HAVE RAN AWAY FROM ME!!!"

I flinched at my Dad's loud voice that shook the roof. The sound waves attacked me and bounced off the walls, whiplashing back to give me a double punch. But I did kind of deserve it. Hiro had gone home and left me to deal with my Dad. Isn't he a great friend?

"I'm sorry…" I looked down and said timidly.

He shook his head and sighed. "How many times…how many TIMES?!?!?!" His voice roared.

"Dad…"

"No ifs, ands, or buts! You know how damn worried I was?!"

I didn't reply back. It was best to leave Dad to finish his lecture and to have him calm down. Snappy remarks would only make it worse, no matter how much I wanted to retort back.

He let out an exasperated sigh. "How long, Kimiko? How long is this going to last? You and that vampire?"

I still replied back with silence. He really did make me wonder though. How long was this going to last?

"Do you ever think things through and wonder about the future? About the consequences that follow your choices?" He gave me a grim smile, not even tinted with a slight shade of cheerfulness. "And if I make more rules you're going to rebel them anyway right?"

I flinched.

"Go to your room now," As soon as the words reached my ears, I quickly obeyed them like an obedient dog. Ha ha, get it?

X O X O X O

The next days, rarely any words other than "yes", "no", "get ready for school" were exchanged between my Dad and me. Like he had given up on scolding me…and didn't really care anymore. I didn't know why, but this had sent a silver bullet in my heart creating a deep gash, and feelings had spilled out of me. The only good thing was probably that doctor had not come ambush any of us for a while.

"What's wrong?" After a few days, Ethan had noticed I wasn't in a great mood. We were at school, in the cafeteria, and even though there were people all around us, whenever I was with Ethan, I always felt like I was just with Ethan alone. He held my hand and pressed it against his cold cheek.

"Nothing…" I said not very convincingly.

He let go of my hand and pressed his icy lips to my face. "Something has to be wrong, Kimiko. I know you." He whispered in my ear, only soft enough for me to hear.

"Too well, it seems," I forced a grin at him. "Fine. It just feels like my Dad doesn't care about me anymore." I explained the situation with him as he nodded, and didn't remark anything until the end. After listening intently to my words, he kissed my forehead.

"I know everything seems harsh right now, but don't worry, things will get better. In the meantime, you should look forward to that class trip we have tomorrow at the amusement park." His velvety voice was like chocolate to my ears, feeding it full of satisfaction.

I had forgotten about the field trip. Our exams were over, and I really wasn't aware of school since of all the things going on. I gave him a genuine grin. "You're right." I leaned in to give him a kiss when a teacher came barging in.

"HEY! Break it up you two love birds! Don't you know the rules? NO AFFECTION IN PUBLIC AT SCHOOL!!"

I winced. "Yes…sir."

"Yes sir." Ethan said with a sharp edge in his voice that it could cut through raw meat. It practically screeched against my ears, opposite of the melody he had just sang to me a few seconds before.

The teacher backed off, embers of fire flickering in his eyes. "Um…good day then." He quickly ran off, tripping over a certain Rachel, followed with an angry yell at the student, while the student only replied back meekly, surprised at the teacher's words towards her, when usually such sweet words coated with extra sugar were usually directed towards Rachel.

Ethan threw me a smirk. I couldn't help but laugh back. So maybe my life isn't as horrible as it seems.

X O X O X O

When I arrived home, Dad walked immediately to the garage. It was kind of like his hobby, and he always worked on it whenever he needed to steam off, or to release stress. I probably knew what the cause was. I decided to be brave for once, and face the problem instead of hiding away from it.

"Dad," I called out. "We can't ignore each other forever."

"Wanna bet?" His voice carried, distant but there lingering in the air. Even though the words sounded like he was light-hearted, I knew from his tone that he wasn't happy. But he wasn't exactly angry. The shade in his voice sounded more like tired.

"I'm sorry Dad…but there's no way I'll break up with Ethan." I braced myself for a huge impact that would probably numb my eardrums for a while.

"I know." He yelled back.

I didn't know what to say back. For the past week, it was the longest conversation we had had.

For dinner, I prepared him his favorite to maybe soften him up. I cooked up grilled steak swimming in savory gravy and to make sure it's not all carnivorous ((hey, even werewolves need their veggies too!!)) I added some cauliflower. For drinks I had some calm tea to maybe lower his blood pressure whenever he was around me.

As we sat down to eat, he looked suspiciously at me. "Sucking up, aren't we?"

"Look, I'm sorry, Dad."

"Let's see…how many times have you reiterated that to me? I heard the thousandth time is the charm."

"Really Dad!" I protested, looking at him in the eye to know I was serious. "But…" I broke eye contact, staring at the food I made. The smell danced into my nose, sending my mouth watering. I wanted to eat right now, but I had to explain it to him. "Haven't you loved someone so much that it's too hard for you to let go of them? That it would kill you?"

"Of course." His voice saddened to the point that I thought he would cry. An image popped in my mind. Bella…

"Oh…I'm sorry Dad. I didn't mean to touch on such a hard subject."

"It's fine. But back to what I was saying," His voice was a little shaky, as memories filled up in his head like rushing water from a storm. Precious memories, that he could not fill, for his head was only big enough for his werewolf life. So of course those memories he spent with his Bella had leaked. "I was…"

There was a long pause as Dad tried to recollect himself. After a few minutes, he managed and spoke again. Neither of us had touched our food. "How about…we…eat your food? You must've worked hard on it, and it's getting cold." He began to dig in, devouring the food in a matter of seconds.

I ate slowly, and as the food reached my tongue, I found it was already cold. It also had a taste in it…something I couldn't describe. Like sadness hidden beneath the juicy steak. The complications of my life under the crunch of the cauliflower. And a loneliness when I sipped the tea. Goes to show that your mood reflects on your work.

Before I could say anything else, he quickly rushed to his room. I shook my head sadly as I gathered the dishes and washed them. After that, I got ready for bed.

Tomorrow…maybe I could forget my worries just for a moment and spend time with my friends. And Ethan.

But something just tells me something wrong is going to happen.

END CHAPTER