Ichijou glanced at the list. "That's still a lot. Anything else you remember? A bit of their name perhaps?"
"Uh, the kid said the name was confusing to her."
"Confusing, huh?" He scanned the list, and then showed the book to his two friends. He pointed at two names. "I think its one of these. Its confusing enough to make ME confused."
There was a few seconds of silence, after which Hanabusa muttered something about 'not taking much anyway'. Ichijou wondered what he meant. Oh well, he could consider it at another time.
Ichijou shut the book. "Let's go ask them if they've lost a child!"
Hanabusa and Akatsuki both stopped him from going out the door. "Are you CRAZY?" Hanabusa asked Ichijou.
"They're Vampire Hunters. We have to be careful." Akatsuki added.
"Fine…" Ichijou pouted.
"Are you sure this is it?" Hanabusa asked. He had expected booby traps and what not. Not this caravan with a campfire burning outside it. He turned to his friends, who shrugged.
A little uneasily, they made their way to the door and knocked on it. It creaked open, and they all tensed, wondering what sort of weapon would be pointed in their faces. But what came out was…
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An old man.
"What do ye want, ye whippersnappers?"
None of them were sure what to do next. "Uh, do you happen to have a cute little granddaughter?"
The old man leaned towards them. "Eh? Do I plant my water? No, I water the plant. Youngins these days are so cuckoo."
Hanabusa was tempted to retort, but he held his tongue. But before he had a chance to ask again, a woman who looked like she was in her early thirties came outside. She wiped her hands off on an apron, and confronted the newcomers to her home.
"Who are they, dad?" She asked, addressing the old man.
"They're crazy, Matilda! This one-" He pointed at Hanabusa, "-asked me if I plant my water!"
"No we didn't! We asked if you had a granddaughter!" Hanabusa said, taking a step forward. The woman's nose twitched. She muttered something. "Come again?" Hanabusa asked.
"VAMPIRE!" She shouted, and whipped out a bazooka from who-knows-where. But that wasn't what the three present Vampires were worried about. No, they were worried about where she was POINTING the thing. And that place, unfortunately was their heads.
All three made a much undignified break for it, and dived to the side once they had cleared the street. A shot from the bazooka missed Hanabusa by an inch, and hit a parked car. The poor car never had a chance.
"THAT went well." Akatsuki muttered.
"Thank you for the news flash, Mister Sunshine!" Hanabusa said in a complaining voice.
"Let's try the other one!" Ichijou said cheerfully.
"Fine…" Hanabusa said, glaring at 'Mister Sunshine'. "What the address?"
The smile never left Ichijou face. It didn't even falter. "They don't have one!"
"WHAT? HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO FIND THE STUPID PEOPLE?"
He was about to strangle Ichijou when he heard Ruka's voice behind him. "See, Yuuki-sama? I told you idiots never get hurt."
Yuuki nodded. "You were right, Souen-senpai! I shouldn't have been worried at all, even though they left that huge crack in the wa- Hey, you left a huge crack in the wall! Who did that?"
"Me, but Kagami was the one who threw me at it…" Hanabusa muttered.
"But you're the directly guilty one." Yuuki challenged. She didn't give him a chance to respond, and continued. "What're you doing here anyway?" She glanced backwards. "Besides nearly getting killed."
"Oh, nothing much, just TRYING TO FIND PEOPLE WHO DON'T HAVE AN ADDRESS!" Hanabusa glared pointedly at Ichijou.
"But there's another way to find them!" Ichijou said happily.
"There is? Tell us!"
"Ok, we just have to wait for a Vampire attack on a human. They patrol the streets at night!"
Everyone stared at him. Akatsuki cleared his throat. "I have an idea, but one of us is not going to like it."
"Why do I have to do this?" Hanabusa cried. This was the most embarrassing thing he'd ever been in. A dress. A DRESS. A pink, frilly one, with SPARKLES.
"Well," explained Akatsuki, "I obviously can't."
"I'm too dignified for that stuff!" Yuuki giggled.
"Do YOU see me acting scared?" Ruka questioned.
"And Ichijou is taller than you." Akatsuki finished.
"SO?" Hanabusa yelled.
"Well, humans tend to feel kinder towards small females."
"I accept every bit of that, Akatsuki." Hanabusa said. "Except for the little problem that ..!"
"Well, neither of the present females are doing it, you're the last candidate."
Hanabusa nearly tore his hair out. "Why me?" He muttered. And then, in an obviously false high voice- "Oh, help me! I've been bitten by a vicious beast! I'm bleeding!"
Everyone looked at him weird, and he mouthed 'What?' Everyone shrugged and let it go.
A black shadow darted along the streets, quickly followed by two others on either side. Hanabusa resumed using his 'acting voice' (as he described it). 'Oh, thank you for saving us! We are forever in you de-" He stopped short as a hunter's gun was put under his chin. Guess which end was up.
He quickly glanced around, and noticed that his friends were in similar predicaments. And the embarrassing thing was that there were only three hunters. And they had their hoods up. No way to know who they were. "All right vampire," The hunter who was holding the gun said, "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't hurt you."
Hanabusa considered his options. If he decided to fight, he'd probably be dead in three seconds flat. If he mentioned Sora and she was not related to these people in anyway, he'd be dead for kidnapping human children. He decided to go with option two, since there was the smallest chance. "W-we have a little girl with us. Brown hair, green eyes, maybe you know her?" Hanabusa felt like kicking himself. Now he SOUNDED like a kidnapper going to demand ransom. "Uh, I didn't mean it like that sounded, so…are you going to kill me?"
But the gun-holding person didn't answer him. Instead, he threw back his hood. He seemed teen-aged, with purplish-black hair, and green eyes, which were precisely the same shade as Sora's. "You know where my sister is?"
(A/N: I'm sorry this is so short, but I wanted update fast since I've been lazy for a couple of weeks.)