I noticed her tense, shock was evident from her body posture, fortunately I didn't find myself killed by a rather powerful blow to the ribs, instead she began to kiss back, shyly and first but within seconds aggressive, my lips were starting to bruise. I put my arms around her, one pulling her head into the kiss, the other around her back.
She was still tense, as though she thought I might have some fiendish ploy in mind, she was correct of course.
I had to go for air, I took the opportunity to speak.
"Relax, I have nothing left, your faster, stronger than I am, and your not one to fall for the same trick twice." That rather breathlessly said I dove back into the kiss. She relaxed, slightly.
The next time I went for air she spoke, disengaging from what was almost combat in itself.
"I'm too hungry to go search for a different morsel you know, your still going to die."
"I know," I was completely relaxed as I said it, I'd accepted my death back in the fight with the jaguar.
A breath later she spoke again.
"So when did you learn to kiss my handsome little judo player." She was completely at ease, in her element in fact, for there was nothing I could do, she was too fast, too strong, plus I'd admitted I was out of tricks.
"I didn't," It was true.
I pulled her closer sensing that she would kill me soon, as I said I had accepted it.
I snaked one of my arms down her back, carefully feeling the contours of her spine. I released the hand.
Then jabbed the knuckle as hard as I could into one of the nerve centers next to the spine.
Her leg muscles hopefully if I was correct had locked so at the same time as the jab I swept her feet out from under her tapping her ankles together with what actually might have been my least favorite throw in the entire syllabus.
I turned and run, she would be paralyzed for a minute at most. In retrospect I probably should have applied some more holds while she was down.
I kept running, thankful I'd bothered to keep in shape, I'd missed this, the adrenaline from a near death experience was unbelievable, it was that rush I was in love with not her. She just happened to be what I could only consider a walking near death experience.
Still running I made it out of the park, I kept running. I was only 2 streets away when she found me. And she was furious. The first I knew of it I'd been knocked flying I skidded down the street like a skimming stone, my skin rubbed off, drawing blood.
I tried to crawl the rest of the way, a shoe, correction a stiletto high heel came down on my back, stabbing into it, my mind registered that it hadn't hit a major organ, sadly my mind also registered it hurt.
"Would sorry help?" I goaded weakly, for once my heart just wasn't in the insult.
I would have to guess no as the heel pierced my back once more, again missing the organs.
"You know noone likes a sore loser?" another stab.
" I really - " stab, still no organs pierced.
And then I'm lifted up onto my teeth as I find myself face to face with a snarling fanged monster. And then instead of the ravenous beast of a second ago, she starts crying, well sobbing really as she physically can't cry. She weakly beats at my chest, still each hit will likely raise huge bruises. I don't complain, I don't do anything except put my arms around her, of all the irony here I am comforting a vampire undergoing an emotional breakdown, is it irony? I'm not sure. I could probably sell this I thought, if I wrote it down as a novel I'd make a fortune.
She collapses completely still sobbing, not sure what else to do (though certain stuff like this could only ever happen to me) I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, she was surprisingly light.
I slowly began to walk home not knowing if I was making a huge mistake, after all for all I knew she'd had centuries to brush up on her acting skills and I only knew so much about body language.
She didn't try anything, didn't do anything to help either. The really difficult bit was getting through the front door, after that I dropped her on the sofa. Then leaving her to her own devices I went up to my room.
I wasn't a complete fool, as soon as she recovered she'd be on me like a shot. Which would be what would happen whether I'd left her or not, so I removed the katana from it's display case, put the strap on the right shoulder/ with the sheathe with the blade within knocking against my left side with every step. The next weapon I armed myself with was rather more modern, and rather experimental, I knew it had worked before I'd modified it for an increased power output and storage capacity. A ruby laser gun.
Instead of the traditional single power pack attached I had a whole belt that was a power pack.
After that I got a wooden chopstick which I'd carefully sharpened the end to a point – it wouldn't pierce the skin unless I applied a lot of force but I actually needed it so I could apply more pressure and precision in case I had to use another nerve hold.
Now sufficiently armed I went back downstairs. My next task for the day, watch TV with a vampire, Why did I let myself get into these situations?
Ah, I remembered I liked the constant excitement, the thrill of adventure, plus the scientist in me was also thoroughly thrilled.
So we watched the television, well I doubt either of us really watched, if asked I wouldn't have even been able to name the program, we were both completely cocooned in our own thoughts.
The silence was absolute, well if you excluded the TV, it was a strange silence, not friendly but not exactly cold either. I was the first to speak.
"I'm just going to make a cup of tea, do you want one?" I really needed the caffeine and I wanted to actually know whether they could eat or drink but didn't want to be too obvious about it.
A slight shake of the head was all I got. Three minutes later I returned with the hot drink, by the looks of things she hadn't moved since I'd left the room, her eyes were fixed on some point above the TV, of course with the speed she could move that didn't mean anything, I checked to make sure that all 3 weapons were still on my person – they were.
"Anyone there?" I waved my hand in front of her face, one of her arms whipped out and caught mine, I knew exactly what was going to happen next, sure enough I got twisted round, my bent back and pressure steadily applied to the shoulder joint.
"Alright I give, you can let go now," she kept applying pressure, "I said I give in,"
She let go, I went straight for the katana trying to roll backwards into a crouch, I made it to the crouch, of course I mean she allowed me to make it to the crouch, unless surprise was completely on my side I didn't stand a chance. Still to say I didn't like what was probably going to happen would be untrue, this was where I fought best, on the floor I was generally stronger and quicker than my opponent, of course none of this applied but the general techniques were still useful and -
Who was I kidding, it was hopeless, every time I made it back a fighting stance i was just knocked over again, after around the 15th time instead of rolling away and disengaging I gripped instead trying to get a nerve pinch on her wrist, nothing.
I just couldn't do anything. The bruises were piling up and consider the injuries I'd already sustained and after a few minutes I would be too sore to move.
I went for the laser gun, turned and fired, she blurred and left, leaving the smell of burning and very confused me.
Why hadn't she killed me?
Author's Note: Leaves a lot of questions to be answered doesn't it? R&R. Seriously unless I get another review I won't be making any more updates. Also a number of questions will be answered also the next chapter signifis the start of his vampire slayer career