I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING ALOT! IVE JUST BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND STUFF AND WORRYING ABOUT THE LITERACY TEST I HAVE TO TAKE NEXT THURSDAY CUZ IM IN GRADE 10! EEEEEEEEK! I HOPE I PASS! (i am such a worrier...-_-) ANYWAYS HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER! HOPE YOU ENJOY!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE KNIGHT!
Chapter 5: The Orphan and The Prince's 3rd Encounter
(Nikki's POV)
I woke up to the sound of Miguel puking in the next room. "What a delightful sound to wake up to" I thought sarcastically as I put my glasses on and got out of bed. I walked out of my room and into Miguel's. I looked around and saw his bathroom door open with the light on. I walked into the bathroom to see Miguel kneeling by the toilet. "Looks like you have a hangover" I said. Miguel turned to look at me. "No shit sherlock" he said. "Do you always have to say that to me?" I asked. "Yes, because you always state the obvious!" he shouted. I put my hands on my hips. "You shouldn't be talking. I'm not the one who got drunk last night" I said. "Shut up!" Miguel shouted angrily.
"Fine, I won't help you get over this hangover" I said turning around. I was just about to walk out the door when I heard Miguel say "Wait" I turned around and said "What?" "Can you please help me get over this hangover?" Miguel asked. "Fine, since you asked me nicely" I said. I saw a plastic cup on the counter. I then got an idea. And it didn't have anything to do with helping Miguel. I grabbed the cup, turned on the tap, and filled the cup. I walked over to Miguel and kneeled in front of him. Before he asked I threw the cup of water in his face. I started laughing. He opened his eyes and glared at me. "What the hell was that for?!" he shouted. "That was for being rude to me" I answered still laughing. "THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN THROW WATER AT ME!" Miguel yelled throwing the now empty cup at me. I kept on laughing. Mainly because of Miguel's expression. He was angry and also his face and some of his hair was wet. "GET OUT!" he yelled. I stopped laughing. "Why?" I asked whining. "Because I'm gonna take a shower" Miguel said standing up. "Oh, I thought it was because I threw a cup of water at you" I said standing up as well. "That too" Miguel said.
I left Miguel's bathroom and I heard him close the door. Then I heard the shower come on. I then left his room and went back into my room. I picked up a book Jack gave me last Christmas. I still didn't finish the book because there were a lot of pages and I mean a lot. Which is good because I love to read. I laid on my bed and opened the book to where my bookmark was and proceeded to read.
(Miguel's POV)
I was still mad at Nikki for doing that. I was still in the shower. I was just staring at the wall while water was pouring down on me. "I needed to get back at her but how?" I asked out loud. I then got an idea. I peeked around the shower curtain to see two buckets in a corner. I started smiling. I quickly soaped myself and washed the soap away. I got out of the shower and wrapped my towel around myself. I left the shower on because I needed it to get back at Nikki. I grabbed one of the buckets and put it in the shower. I then went into my room and got out a shirt and shorts out. I put my clothes on and went back into the bathroom. I saw that the first bucket was full. I took it out and replaced it with the second bucket. I placed the first bucket on the floor and dipped my hand in. It was a bit cold but not cold enough. I snuck out of my room and into the kitchen. I took out two trays of ice cubes from the freezer. I quickly made it back to my room. "Thank goodness Nikki didn't hear me" I thought. I went back into the bathroom and set the trays on the counter. I then turned off the shower and took the second bucket out of the shower. I grabbed one of the ice trays and dumped all the ice cubes into the bucket. I did the same with the other bucket and ice tray. I straightened up and looked at the two buckets. "Nikki is in for a surprise" I thought smirking.
(Nikki's POV)
I was laughing while I was reading because I was reading a funny part in the book. I noticed the time on my clock which was 10:30am. "It's 10:30 already? I should go take a shower now" I thought as I closed my book and got off my bed. I grabbed my towel and was about to enter my bathroom when Miguel came into my room with both his hands behind my back. "Hey, you done showering?" I asked. "Yup, I just stopped by to see what you're doing" Miguel smiled. "Well, I'm going to shower" I said walking to my bathroom. I was just about to close the door to the bathroom. I turned to see Miguel in the bathroom with an even wider smile. "I said I was going to shower" I said, "I know" Miguel said. "Then get out" I said. I then took notice of his smile and it dawned on me. "You pervert!" I shouted in shock and anger.
It took Miguel 5 seconds to realize why I said that. "No, I'm not trying to watch you undress!" he shouted angrily. "Then why are you still in here?!" I asked. "I'm getting my revenge" Miguel smiled. "By watching me undress?!" I asked. "No! Didn't I just say I'm not here to watch you undress?" Miguel shouted. I then heard the sound of water sloshing. I looked in the tub but didn't see any water. "Did you hear water sloshing?" I asked looking back at Miguel. He then looked away. I knew he had something up his sleeve. "What are you-" I started to ask when I was pushed into the tub. Of course I fell in with my legs dangling over the side. I looked up to see Miguel smiling and looking at me with an evil glint in his eyes. I recognized this look. It was one of the looks that he gave me when he was either going to prank me or get revenge on me. My eyes widened. "M-Miguel, you're not going to get revenge on me are you?" I asked a bit scared. Miguel just continued smiling and held up a bucket.
Before I knew what was going to happen, I was doused with ice-cold water. "IT'S COLD!" I screamed. "No shit" Miguel said in an amused tone. I usually am fine with cold water. I even shower with cold water on most days. But I wasn't prepared to be doused with ICE-COLD water. I was freezing. I was still wearing my pajamas but they were drenched. I was wearing blue pajama shorts and a light-purple pajama shirt that had no sleeves and was held up by two straps. It's similar to a tank top. Anyways, I was glaring at Miguel who was trying not to laugh. "Okay, you got your revenge" I said. "I'm not quite done yet" Miguel said smiling again. "What?" I asked surprised. Another wave of ice-cold water was dumped on me. I screamed even louder and started kicking my feet. I was trying to aim at any part of Miguel's body. Miguel just started laughing and stepped back out of my kicking range. I screamed again in frustration, anger, and the fact that I was freezing. Miguel just kept laughing.
"I just threw a cup of water at you and you go overboard with revenge by dumping ice-cold water on me?!" I shouted angrily. "Actually it was two buckets of ice-cold water" Miguel smiled. I glared at Miguel again. "I'm going to let you shower now" Miguel laughed as he walked out of my bathroom and closed the door. I was still sitting in the tub thinking of not-so nice things about Miguel. After about a minute or two I realized I was shivering. I got out of the tub and turned on the shower. I was going to shower in cold water but because of Miguel I'm going to shower in hot water. I took my wet clothes and glasses off and went into the shower, still thinking of not-so nice things about Miguel.
40 minutes later I was drying my glasses. I put them on and brushed my teeth. After that I went into my room and sat on my bed. I was still a bit mad at what Miguel had done to me. He didn't have to go overboard on revenge. That's what I do. Anyways I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a light pink shirt that had no sleeves. It had 4 thick stripes that were white, blue, yellow, and green. It only went around the front of the shirt and had space between each one. There was also a sparkly slice of watermelon on my shirt which is ironic because I don't even like watermelons. The seeds were shiny rainbow hearts and sparkly hearts all over my shirt. I was also wearing a while 3-layered skort that had small symbols on it. For example there were stars, the peace sign, and triangles. They were different colors. I still hadn't tried my hair. I decided I would dry it later even if it meant I had more knots to comb out. I got off my bed and went into the living room where Miguel was sitting on the couch watching TV.
He was wearing a black shirt that had some creature on it that was made up of tiny green squares. It looked like some giga-byte creature from a video game. I found the creature cute. There were tiny squares around the creature in different colors. It was supposed to be rain. I knew that because the creature was holding a red umbrella made up of…..tiny squares. So basically Miguel's shirt was like a pixel video-game. He was also wearing tan colored shorts that had pocket on the legs. In his hair, he had two hair clips one was on his left side and one was on his right side. Both the hair clips had feathers on it. The part of his outfit that confused me was his shorts. He has never worn shorts up until last night and now he's wearing shorts again. "I see your wearing shorts again" I said. Miguel turned to look at me and then looked down at his legs. "Yeah, I am" he said smiling to himself. "Why are you smiling?" I asked. "No reason" he said. He turned to look at me. "And I see you haven't dried your hair yet" "I know" I said. "Why don't you dry it now?" he said. "I don't feel like too" I said sitting next to him on the couch. "You never want to dry your hair" Miguel said. "I dry my hair. That's if I'm going to bed soon" I said. "Sure" he said sarcastically.
"Pervert" I said. "Why'd you call me a pervert?" he asked. "Um, because you pushed me in a bathtub and dumped ice-cold water on me" I said glaring at him. "That's not being a pervert. That's called revenge" he said happily. "You so have anger issues" I muttered under my breath. "What did you say?" he asked. "Nothing….." I said. "Tell me" he said looking at me. "I said it's nothing" I said. "No, you said something before and I want to know what you said" he said crossing his arms over his chest. "Uh…" I said. I looked at the clock to see that it was 11:25. I then remembered that I was supposed to tell Miguel he had to go to work. "I'm waiting" he said. "Um….you have to go to work" I said quickly. "For what time?" he asked. "12"
Miguel whipped his head to look at the clock. His eyes widened. He jumped off the couch and whirled around to face me. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE?!" he yelled. "Well, maybe if you didn't dump water on me I would've remembered to tell you" I said. Miguel ran to his room and slammed the door. I just watched the door with a bit of amusement. "That's what you get for dumping water on me" I thought as I smirked. My smirk disappeared as the door opened and Miguel came rushing out wearing his work clothes. "Damn, where's my bag?" he asked out loud as he looked around the living room. "Isn't it in your room?" I asked. Miguel, who was on the floor, looked up at me with widened eyes. He then slapped his hand to his forehead, got up, and went back into his room. He quickly came out with his one-shoulder bag. "There's left over spaghetti in the fridge" he said as he struggled to put on his shoes. "Got it" I said with no interest. Miguel stood up and went to the table and grabbed his keys and headed to the door. "Good. Now behave yourself" he said. "I'm not a little kid. I know how to behave" I said. "I'm not too sure after the party you threw while I was working" he said narrowing his eyes at me. "That was so much fun…..I mean what party?" I said once I saw him looking at me. "I know you remember. The apartment was a mess with all those people there" he sighed. "It was so much fun though…..I'm glad I threw that party" I thought. "It won't happen again…..probably" I said muttering the last part. "Like I said I know how to behave" I said. "Sure you do" he said sarcastically. "Bye" I said. "Bye. And dry your hair!" he said as he opened the door, walked out, and closed the door behind him. "Oh joy, I'm all alone" I thought sarcastically. "I think I'll get me some spaghetti" I got up and went into the kitchen.
(Kain's POV)
I was walking around town by myself. I had a day off today. So I was just wandering around. I passed the baker's shop. I looked down the alleyway to see 2 kids knocking on the back door. One was a boy and the other was a girl. The boy looked older but they both looked pretty young. Like about 6 or 7. They were very thin. I guessed that they were either orphans or their family was really poor. I felt sorry for them. I turned back around and went into the bakery. I bought two loaves of bread and left the bakery. I looked down the alleyway to see the kids walking towards me with their heads hanging. I guess the baker chased them away. Anyways, I approached them and kneeled in front of them. They looked up and jumped back in fear. "Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you" I said. The two kids just stayed silent. "Here" I said holding out the two loaves of bread. The kids looked at me, down at the bread, and back at me with shocked expressions. "Do you mean it, sir?" the girl asked with hope in her eyes. "Yes, I mean it" I said. The boy and the girl looked at each other with smiles on their faces. They boy excitedly held out his arms for the bread. I gave him the loaves of bread. "Thank you, sir!" the boy said happily. "Yes, thank you!" the girl said happily. "You're welcome" I said. The boy and the girl walked past me. They stopped, turned, and waved at me. "Bye sir!" they both said happily. "Bye" I smiled as I waved back at them. They waved once again and then left the alleyway. "I wonder where they're going. They seemed so happy with the bread" I thought as I got up and left the alleyway.
I was still walking for 20 minutes when I spotted Miguel running towards me. I smiled and was about to say hi when he ran right past me. I don't think he noticed me. I turned and saw him run into a building on the left side. I recognized the building as the club I was in yesterday. I started walking to the building. For some reason, I wanted to see Miguel and talk to him again.
(Miguel's POV)
I practically ran all the way to the club. I was now walking down the stairs after having stopped at the top of the stairs to regain my breath. I walked over to the bar counter and went around to the other side. I dropped my bag on the floor and put my arms on the counter and rested my head on them. Nobody was there yet so I thought I could have a quick nap. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but I sensed someone else in the club. I looked up to see Kain walking towards me. I quickly stood up and felt my cheeks getting hot. "Hey" he said as he took a seat on the other side of the counter. 'H-Hi" I stuttered. "Why are you here?" I asked. "Oh, I have a day off. And I saw you running into this building" Kain said. "O-Oh" I said as I felt my cheeks getting a little red. "I let a knight follow me again" I thought. "I'm such an idiot!" "What's it like working here?" he asked. "Huh?" I said. "What's it like to work here?" he asked again. "Oh, well….um…..for other people they would love to work here because of the club themes, the food, the money…" I started. "What's your opinion on your job? Do you like it?" he asked. "Why's he asking so many questions?" I thought. "Um….hard to say. I mean this job helps me keep a roof over my head but on the other hand I hate it because lots of people flirt with me" I said. "I see" he said.
"What about your job? W-What's it like being a knight? Y-You don't have to tell me if you don't want to" I said. "Hm, well being a knight could be sometimes tiring, boring, or just plain cruel" he said. "Well, I always knew knights were cruel but I didn't think the job could be tiring or boring" I said. "It would be boring if you had to guard the castle all day, all night. The tiring parts are when we have to patrol the town and give out punishments and chasing people who've broken the law and refuse to come with us and a bunch of other things" he said.
"Do you like your job?" I asked. "I don't like it when I have to watch people get punished" he said. "Wait, don't you initiate the punishments? I thought all Knights do?" I asked. "Yeah, they do. I'm the only one that doesn't. I can't bring myself to punish those poor people who just wanted some money or some food" he said with a sad expression. Then and there I realized that this Knight was different. This Knight was kind and compassionate. I've never seen a Knight like that. I just stared at him for what seemed like 4 hours. And he was staring right back at me too. I felt myself blush. It was awkward. So to break the awkwardness, I turned around and grabbed a cup. "Want a drink?" I asked as butterflies appeared in my stomach. "No thanks" he replied. "O-Okay…" I said as I filled my cup with Coke. I turned back around to face Kain and took a sip of my Coke. It was pretty awkward…..or at least I thought so.
"So, you come here often?" Kain asked as he smirked. "Well yeah, I work here every day. I told you that" I said matter-of-factly.
(Kain's POV)
….Why did I ask that? Of course he comes here every day, he works here! I wanted to make a good impression on him but I just had to say that stupid line. I don't know if Miguel knows it but he's pretty attractive. He looks like a girl but still…..with his black shoulder-length hair with green in it. He was shorter than me. That doesn't surprise me because I'm taller than most people being 6 foot and 2 inches. But the most eye-catching prospect of his face was his eyes. They were such a nice gold color. I have never seen gold eyes before. It suited him. I wonder what he'd look like with glasses…what am I thinking?
(Miguel's POV)
"Why would Kain ask me that?" I thought as I took another sip of my Coke. I felt my hair being tugged and I noticed Kain's arm was stretched out near my head. "Your hair feels silky" Kain said as he twirled a couple strands of my black and green hair. "R-Really?" I asked as I blushed. Kain nodded and continued twirling my hair around his finger. I also felt something on my hand. I looked down to see Kain's other hand over my hand. "I-Is there something on my hand?" I asked. "N-No, t-there isn't" Kain stuttered as he moved his hand away from my hand. To be honest, I actually missed that feeling. I noticed that Kain had a bit of a reddish tint to his cheeks. "Is he blushing?" I thought. "O-Oh, I have to go now" he said. "What? W-Why?" I asked. "I have to go meet my cousin" he said as he stood up. "O-Oh, I see" I said a bit disappointed. "Don't worry, I'll see you again" he said reassuringly. "Really?" I squealed. I then blushed a very dark red. "I can't believe I squealed in front of him like that" I thought embarrassed. I had the urge to face palm myself and hide under the counter in embarrassment. Kain smiled at me. "That was a very cute squeal" he smiled. I blushed even more. "I have to leave now or my cousin will get mad. Bye" he said as he walked to the stairs. "B-Bye" I said as I watched Kain climb up the stairs out of sight. I now felt lonely. I actually wanted Kain to stay with me. He was a very nice guy. I sighed. "I'm all alone" I thought sadly.
"Hey" I heard a voice say. I looked around trying to figure out where the voice came from. Just then a guy popped out from under the counter. I jumped and almost screamed. "Miguel!" the guy said happily. "Mr. Slasher" I said. "Call me Jack. I'm your boss so call me Jack" he said. Jack likes it better when you call him by his first name. "Okay, I'll call you Jack then" I said. "Good, how was your hangover?" Jack asked. "Awful" I replied. "Well, you drank vodka yesterday. I can't believe you got drunk after one shot glass" Jack said. I noticed a hint of a smile on his face. "You better not be laughing at me!" I said angrily as I pointed at him. "Ha…ha…of course not!" Jack said as he stopped laughing. "Any who…..where this" he said as he pulled out a light green fabric from his bag. "No" I said.
"Please?"
"No"
"Pretty Please?"
"No"
"Pretty Please with a cherry on top?"
"No"
"I'm your boss for crying out loud!"
"….."
"I'll pay you extra to wear this then" he said. "…Fine" I said as I held out my hand. Jack gave me the piece of clothing and I held it in my hand. "Is it a scarf?" I asked. "No, it's a sash-like skirt" Jack said. "Oh okay" I said. "Okay, now put that on. I'm going to go into my office" he said as he stood up and went up a different set of stairs. I slipped on the sash-like skirt since it was supposed to go over my jeans. I looked down and started to smile. The sash-like skirt was light green. The right side of the sash-like skirt was longer than the left side. The left side got longer bit-by-bit diagonally until it reached my right ankle. I quickly ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I started squealing and jumping up and down. I then spun in a circle and watched as the sash-like skirt fanned out as I spun. I stopped spinning and gripped the bathroom counter with my hands. I leaned a bit forward to look at myself better. I loved the sash-like skirt. "Yes, maybe I can use this to help me on my way to live my life to the fullest" I thought happily as I let go of the counter and left the bathroom.
(Takuma's POV)
I was walking around town again. Kaname wasn't home so I was wandering around. "I wonder what it's like to live in this part of town" I thought as I looked around. I noticed that there were a lot of people who were thin. Like really thin. "These people are so thin. Grandfather, why did you have to make life difficult for them?" I thought sadly. Unfortunately, I bumped into someone. I noticed it was a girl and she was carrying bags. When I bumped into her, she dropped the bags and groceries spilled out. "Damn it" I heard her mumble. "Any who, who bumped into me?" she shouted. I suddenly recognized her voice. "It can't be her!" I thought panicking.
She then turned around and her eyes widened. "You!" she shouted as she pointed at me. "Again you make me drop groceries!" "Uh…." was all I could say. "You are going to pay. And not by money" she said as she moved closer to me. I stepped back in fear. "I didn't mean to. It was by accident, Nikki. Both times" I said. "I don't care. You're still going to pay" she said as she was still moving closer to me. I noticed I was n front of an alleyway. I then did the right thing. I ran. "What the hell?! Get back here!" she shouted. I looked behind me to see her running after me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I shouted in a scared tone. I just kept running. I arrived at the back of the alleyway and turned left. I then turned at another left and ran down another alleyway. "Stop…..running….jeez…" I heard Nikki shout in a breathless tone.
I ran past some pipes. I then heard the sound of something hitting a pipe, a loud "OW!" and then the scent of blood reached my nose. I stopped and turned around to see Nikki sitting on the ground holding her leg. I ran and kneeled in front of her. She looked up and said "Go away" "I smelled your blood. I want to see if you're hurt" I said. "Well, you thought wrong. I'm not hurt" she said turning her head away from me. I then noticed her hands had lots of red on it. I took her hands and moved it away from her leg. She turned back to look at me. "Don't touch me, you'll only make it worse!" she shouted. I was actually tempted to lick the blood off her hands. Her blood smelt really good. But I knew she'll scream and hate me even more. I looked at her leg and gasped. She had a long cut from just below her knee to about the middle of her leg. I touched it lightly and I heard a small whimper. I looked up at Nikki to see tears in her eyes. "Does it hurt?" I asked. She didn't answer. "Does it?" I asked again. She nodded as her bangs shielded her eyes. I noticed that her cheeks were red which made me blush. I didn't have any bandages on me. But her cut did stop bleeding. That surprised me because I thought the cut would keep bleeding.
"Do you need any help getting up?" I asked nervously. "No, I don't" she said as she started to get up. She winced as she was trying to get up. "Ow….ow…ow" I heard her mutter. I stood up and took her arm and pulled her up. "I said I don't need any help" she said as she shook my hand off my arm. She then took a step, then another step, and then her knees buckled and she started to fall. I caught her before she hit the ground. Me playing the heroic prince…maybe me catching her before she fell was not so heroic….well it was a heroic action in my conscious! "Please put me down for a minute" she said. I did so. "Are you sure you're alright?" I asked. I was worried about her. Not because I like her…okay that is a small contribution to why I'm worried about her. "My leg hurts a lot" she said. "How did you cut it?" I asked. "One of those stupid pipes was busted open and I ran past it and you can guess the rest" she said. "Oh" I said. "It's your fault though" she said as she pointed at me. I sighed. "She's blaming me for this even though she was the one who started chasing me" I thought.
What I did next shocked her…..and shocked me also. I kneeled in front of her with my back to her. I put my hands under her legs and brought her close to my back. "Hey, what are you-" she started to say. She didn't get to finish her thought though because she screamed. The reason she screamed was because I lifted her onto my back and stood up. "Put me down, put me down!" she said squealed almost screamed. "I don't want to fall!" "It hurts to walk right?" I asked. "Well yeah" she said. "Then I'll take you to wherever you need to go. Just think of me as your personal…..chauffer" I said with a laugh. To my surprise I heard a little giggle.
(Nikki's POV)
Yes, I laughed a bit at Takuma's joke. It's weird right? A prince saying he's my personal chauffer and the fact that I laughed. "Well Mr. Chauffer, I want to go home" I said jokingly. "Where is it then?" Takuma asked. "You have to walk for a bit in this direction after you turn left out of this alley" I said pointing to the back of the alley. "Alright then" he said as he began walking.
I couldn't believe that the prince is carrying me to my home. I thought he would just leave me there in the alley. I didn't think he'd be nice to me. "What's it like to live here?" Takuma asked. "Don't you live in Shadow Grove too? Why would you ask that?" I said. "No, I meant what's it like to live in this section of town?" he asked. "You want to know what it's like to live in this part of town?" I asked shocked. "Yes, I believe I asked you" he said. "Fine, I'll tell you but you have to tell me what it's like being royalty" I said. "Deal" he said. "Okay, um, well you obviously know this part of town is poor" I said. "Yeah, I know. Most of the people here are thin including you" he said. "I'll ignore that. Lots of people starve since many people can't afford food and some people don't have a home and they live on the street. Things are so overpriced sometimes. Your grandfather closed down all those buildings making it so hard for us. Just because we're not as rich as you and the other people who live near the castle doesn't mean we deserve to starve or die of hypothermia or disease!" I said angrily.
"Um, you're choking me a bit"
"Huh?"
"Your hands…..are…..around my…neck and you're choking me….."
"Oh sorry"
I moved my hands from his neck and placed them back on his shoulders. That was totally an unconscious thing. You know when you're not thinking and you're doing something and you don't notice until a while later. Yeah like that. "Anyways life here is hell" I said sadly. "Really, you don't like it here? I would rather live here than in the castle being a prince" he said. "What?! You're a prince! Your rich and you get everything you want! Why would you want to live here in this part of town?" I asked surprised.
"Freedom" he said. "What?" I asked again. "Freedom" he repeated. "Freedom?! You call this freedom?!" I asked shocked. "Well, it's better than the castle….and being a prince" he said. "How so?" I asked. "Well, being a prince is hard work" he said. "I find that hard to believe and I want to know how so" I said. "It is hard work. Honest" he said. "I said how so, so tell me how so" I said anxious to hear what he has to say. "Weeeeell, I have to study a lot, I always have to be polite and use manners. And much more stuff that's boring. Oh and I also have to learn how to dance" he said. "How's learning to dancing a bad thing?" I asked. "It's not the kind of dancing at the club. More like classical. Like the waltz. Dances that involve only two people" he said.
"That's not fair. You should be able to do whatever you want. You're a prince" I said. "It doesn't always work like that. Everyone expects me to be smart, handsome, well-mannered, strong, and a good dancer. I have none of those qualities" he said sadly. I thought he was full of himself. A guy who thinks he's the best at everything. He's not like that. "Yes, you do. If your studying a lot I assume you are smart, you are carrying me on your back so you are strong, you have good manners even though I must be an annoying little brat to you, I've never seen you dance so I don't know if you're a good dancer or not and your definitely hand-" I stopped myself before finishing that word. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I didn't want him to think that I thought he was handsome. I-I don't think that…..okay I do but that doesn't mean I like Takuma in that way. I-I don't….I then became fascinated with the back of Takuma's head.
(Takuma's POV)
Did I just hear that? I hope I heard correctly. Nikki just said I was handsome! Well she didn't actually say it but she was about to! "What were you going to say?" I asked with a hint of an amused tone in my voice. "N-Nothing!" she said quickly. "Awww, I wanted her to say it" I thought as I pouted. "H-Hey, turn into this alley" she said as she stuck her arm out and pointed at an alleyway. "This side of town has so many alleys" I said. "We do have a lot of buildings on this side of town" she said. "More than the rich side of town" "I know I get lost sometimes" I said. "Fail" she said. "That's mean" I said. "I know" she said with a hint of happiness in her voice.
(Nikki's POV)
It's easy to ease this guy. He makes it easy. I unconsciously rested my head in the crook of his neck. Oddly, I felt comfortable. I'm sure he won't mind.
(Takuma's POV)
I think Nikki teases me for fun. So far she has said nice and mean things. But at least I saw more of her nice side. I felt something nuzzle against my neck and I turned my head to see Nikki resting her head there. She met my gaze and blushed. "I-I'm sorry, do you want me to move my head?" she asked. "N-No, it's fine" I said. I turned back to face the front and blushed. I felt her breathing on my neck. It just made me get all nervous and have butterflies in my stomach. It was both a weird and nice feeling. A couple minutes went by without us talking to each other.
"We're here"
"What?"
"My home, its right over there" she pointed a little to the right. I turned my head to see what building she was pointing at. The building was light brown with a bit of grey to it. It looked like it was an old building with about 20 floors. "You live there?" I asked. "Didn't I just say that?" she asked. "Y-Yes" I answered feeling slightly embarrassed. "Then why'd you ask?" she asked. "Uh, I don't know. I want to make sure" I said. "Wow anyways put me down here. I'll just walk the 3 meters" she said. "I can carry you the 3 meters" I said. "No, I can walk it even though my leg's hurts" she said as she squirmed a bit. I just started walking towards the building. "Didn't you hear me?" she asked as she lightly hit my head. "I did. I just didn't want you to hurt yourself more" I said. I arrived at the steps that led to the building and carefully set Nikki on her feet.
(Nikki's POV)
Takuma placed me on my feet in front of the stairs. I turned to see him looking at me. "Will you be okay going up there?" he asked. Was that a trace of worry in his voice? "Yeah, there are a couple elevators" I said calmly. I didn't want to make him worry more. It then got quiet. And not the kind of quiet that was normal. It was an awkward kind of quiet and it was really awkward. I felt myself blush because of all the awkward silence. "I-I'm going to go in now" I said as I walked up one step. "Oh! Um…." That was what he said. He then hugged me. The hug surprised me and I felt comfortable and warm in his arms. It made me feel safe and nervous at the same time. I wanted to stay in his arms for as long as I can. Unfortunately, he released me, leaving me a bit disappointed and sad that he stopped hugging me. He blushed and looked to the ground. "I'm sorry I did that. It was wrong of me" he said with a guilty expression on his face.
"It's okay" I said. He looked up at me and tilted his head to the side which looked cute. Wait…what did I just think? "Really?" he asked. "Yeah, it's just a hug. Doesn't really mean anything" I said shrugging my shoulders. "Y-Yeah…." He said nervously. I didn't know why he was nervous. There was no need to be nervous. We're not in a situation where you need to be nervous. Maybe we are and I just don't know it. "Oh, I have to get back to the castle" he said smiling sadly. "Okay bye" I said. "Bye, see you next time" he said as he smiled happily and began to walk away. "Next time?" I thought confused. "What does he mean next time?" I noticed he was by the alleyway we came out of. He was smiling and waving good bye. I smiled and waved back. He waved one last time, turned, and disappeared into the alleyway. I was starting to feel…..sad that he was gone. I had learned a little bit of what is life is like. It's like he doesn't like it at all. He'd rather be a poor, starving, guy then a rich, never starved in his life prince. I find that weird. I had always wished that I was a princess and that the whole town was happy. No poverty. People to be treated when they were sick. Everybody would love their lives. I wish I was a princess. I can only dream…..
Takuma was nice. Nice enough to carry me home on his back with my injured leg. Normally, I would have been walking all the way here with an injury. "Maybe the prince is not so bad. Can I actually be wrong about him?" I thought as I climbed the steps and entered the building.
(Jack's POV)
It was a little past five. People are going to show up soon. That reminds me. Miguel's going to leave and he still has the sash-like skirt. I left my office and walked across the metal balcony and went down the stairs to see Miguel gathering his stuff. He grabbed his bag and noticed. "Oh Jack I was just about to leave" Miguel said as he walked to the front of the bar counter. I saw that he was still wearing the sash-like skirt. "Yeah, I need that back" I said. "Need what back?" he asked with a confused look on his face. "That" I said pointing at the sash-like skirt resting on his hip. Then he got defensive. Miguel grabbed the skirt part of the sash-like skirt and held it to his chest. "No" he said firmly. "Why not?" I asked. "Because it's so beautiful" he said as he was stroking it.
Miguel is creeping me out right now. I wonder if this is how Nikki feels when Miguel starts acting like…..Miguel. "I know you think it's beautiful. Now give it back" I said holding out my hand. Miguel looked down at the sash-like skirt, then at me, then back at the sash-like skirt. He looked at me again and hissed. "Never" he hissed. "I'm your boss so listen to me!" I said. "You always use that excuse! It's old!" he hissed. I can't believe he just said that. He said it to me, his boss!" He must be really attached to the sash-like skirt. I moved closer with my hand still stretched out. He hissed at me again. Is he part snake or something? Maybe I should ask him. I saw Miguel glaring at me with his eyes narrowed. "Are you part snake?" I asked. "Do I look or sound part snake?" he asked in an attitude like tone. "Actually yes, you are sounding like a snake" I said.
Miguel walked closer so that he was right in front of me. He looked up at me since I was taller than him. "Look, you see this" he said holding up the sash-like skirt. "To get it back you'll have to pry it out of my cold, dead fingers" I was honestly creeped out. In order to get the sash back I'll have to kill him. I can't do that because number 1. He's my best worker, 2. It would be murder, and 3. I'll probably be arrested and be branded as a murderer and I do not want to kill anybody. Period. Miguel was still glaring at me. "He's scaring me. He must be really attached to it" I thought. "Um…..have it" I said. "What?" he asked confused.
"I said you can have it" I said as I put a huge smile on my face. "Really?" he asked as his face turned into a surprised one. "Yup" I said. The next thing Miguel did, shocked me. I thought he would just say "thanks" or "okay" but he didn't do that. Miguel hugged me. He hugged me! That was shocking. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he said happily. That was more shocking. He pulled away from me smiling. He then spun around and squealed. Even more shocking. Less shocking than when he kissed me last night though. "I got to show Nikki my new look!" he said excitedly as he put his satchel on his shoulder. He ran to the stairs that led out of the club and was about to climb them when I shouted in a confused tone "New look?" He turned around and looked like he was thinking. "Your right…..it's not my new look. Its part of my new look! I'm going to show Nikki part of my new look! Bye Jack! Thanks for the sash-like skirt!" he said happily. He turned and ran up the stairs and went out of sight.
I have established two theories about Miguel today. Number 1. He's very attached to that sash-like skirt and 2. He must have some snake DNA because that boy made hissing sounds. He had a hissy fit. Get it? Hissssy fit. I just made a great word play. I'm so awesome!
(Nikki's POV)
I was at home sitting on the couch. Well more like lying on the couch. I was watching TV. The cut on my leg still hasn't healed yet. We vampires in Shadow Grove heal slowly. Very slowly. It's weird. I don't know why we heal slowly we just do. This cut can take about 3 days to heal. It was almost 6. "Miguel would be home soon. I have got to find a way to hide my cut" I thought. My cut was still bleeding a little. I would have put gauze over it but my leg was hurting every time I walked so when I got it I just fell onto the couch. That and I don't know how to put it on…
Just then I heard the sound of keys clinking and humming coming from the other side of the door. "Shoot!" I thought. I then noticed a blanket on the table. I don't know why it was there but maybe I can cover my leg with it. I heard the sound of a key going inside the lock. I grabbed the blanket and threw it over my injured leg. I fixed the blanket and laid back on the couch just before Miguel walked in through the door. "I'm back!" he said happily as he closed and locked the door. "Why is he so happy again? Why?" I thought. "How was work?" I asked. "Good. I want to show you something that Jack gave me and WHY DOES IT SMELL LIKE BLOOD?!" Miguel yelled as his happy tone from 5 seconds disappeared. "Blood? What blood?" I asked trying to act like I can't smell any blood. Miguel sniffed the air and then narrowed his eyes at me. "It's your blood" he said. I snorted. "Boy, are you cray-cray?! It's not my blood" I lied.
He came closer to me and was looking at my leg that was covered by the blanket. In hind sight I should have covered both my legs with the blanket. "Why's your leg covered?" he asked. "Cuz I can" I said. "First of all it's because, second that's not an answer" he said. "Yes it is" I said. Before I knew it, the blanket was on the floor. I looked up at Miguel, who was looking at me leg. "Why'd you have move the blanket?" I thought angrily. "OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR LEG?!" he yelled in shock. "W-What didn't happen to my leg?" I asked. "T-That doesn't even make any sense!" he said angrily. "You don't make any sense" I said with a smirk. I always tried to get into his mind and confuse him. Mind rape. It's fun. "I know what you're doing. Shut up right now" he said as he went into the kitchen. I heard water running for about five seconds. He came back out of the kitchen carrying a damp cloth and a dry cloth. "What are you doing with those?" I asked. "Cleaning your leg, duh. Obviously you didn't clean it" he said as he pressed the damp cloth to the cut. I winced. "Why didn't you clean it and wrap it yourself?" he asked. "My leg was hurting a lot…and I don't know how to put gauze on my leg" I said. "Still, you should've tried. You have to take care of yourself" he said. "I know, I know. You told me before" I said. "I won't always be there you know" he said. I turned to look at him. I was a bit mad. "It's like you're saying you're going to die in a week!" I said angrily. "I'm sorry" he said.
He then went into his room. "Did I upset him or something?" I asked myself. I just stared at the door until he came back out again carrying a bottle of clear liquid. I instantly knew what it was. "No! Back away! Go put that back!" I shouted as I sat up and backed away until my back hit the armrest. "It will disinfect the cut" he said staring at my leg. "No! Take that alcohol back!" I shouted. "It will help. When will you stop being so hostile to this thing?" he asked as he opened the bottle and poured some of the liquid onto the dry cloth. "Never, that stuff burns!" I shouted. "Just suck it up!" he shouted impatiently as he grabbed my leg. "No, I don't want the burn!" I cried as I grabbed a cushion and hugged it. I bit the cushion because I was sure I was going to scream. Miguel pressed the cloth to my leg and I was right. I screamed. My voice was muffled by the cushion so my scream didn't sound as loud as it was supposed to. Miguel stopped and looked at me. "Why are you biting the cushion?" he asked. "So you won't hear my scream" I said in my muffled tone. "Well, I can hear it and I'm done now. All I need to do is put gauze on your leg…..stop biting the damn cushion!" he said.
"Put that thing away then" I said. "Fine" he said as he went back to his room. I stopped biting the cushion. "I hate that stuff. Who in their right mind would suggest to use alcohol as a medical thing?" I thought. I didn't notice my leg being wrapped in gauze since I was thinking of how to go back in time to slap the person who thought of using alcohol for medical purposes.
"Dude, I want to show you something!"
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard that happy tone. I looked up to see Miguel smiling. "What is it?" I asked. "Look!" he said happily as he pointed to his waist. I looked down to see this light green thing on his waist. Up until now I haven't noticed that thing on his waist. "Guess what it is!" he said happily.
"Is that a scarf?
"No, guess again"
"It's a scarf"
"I said no. Do you want to know what it is?"
"Yes"
"It's a…..sash-like skirt!" he said happily as he spun around. I have never heard of a sash-like skirt in my life. I think he's just messing with me.
"Are you sure it's not a scarf?"
(Miguel's POV)
I had the urge to slap Nikki across the face for acting or being dumb. I told her it was a sash-like skirt yet she still asks if it's a scarf. "No, it's a sash-like skirt like I said before" I said. "Okay?" she said a bit confused. "Where'd you get it from?" "Jack gave it to me. Do you like it?" I asked as I spun around.
"I don't know"
"How do you not know?"
"I just don't"
I sighed. Why can't she say a simple yes or no? Nikki sat up a bit straighter so there was some space on the couch. "You can sit you know" she said. "Okay. Thanks" I said as I moved to the couch and sat down. I looked over at Nikki and saw her hugging the cushion. She looked like she was deep in thought. I also noticed a red tint to her cheeks. I didn't know why her cheeks were becoming red but I had a feeling it was because of what she was thinking about. "What are you thinking about?" I asked. "What?" she asked. "What were you thinking about?" I asked. "Nothing, why'd you ask?" she asked. "Because you're blushing" I said. Nikki's hands went to cup her cheeks. She looked away and stood up. "I-I'm going to go shower" she said as she limped to her room and closed the door. "Okay, that was weird. I wonder why she reacted like that?" I thought. Maybe she was remembering how she got that cut. That doesn't seem right. She wouldn't be blushing at that. Why was she blushing?
I soon found it was 9:00 and I was in my room, getting ready for bed. I don't normally go to bed at 9 but I had to get up at 3am tomorrow. Yup, 3am. I only wake up at 3am for two days each week. Saturday and Sunday. You see on weekends I work from 4am to 9 pm and on weekdays I work from 6am to 5pm. So basically every day I wake up early. I told Nikki to come to the club tomorrow since she didn't come today. I also wondered if Kain was going to the club tomorrow too. Actually I hoped Kain would come back. I had learned about his job. But I wanted to learn more…..more about him. Like if he has a family and stuff. I know he's a knight and everybody here is scared of him but strangely….I'm not. I think of him as a…..friendly knight. A nice, friendly knight. "Hot too" I thought as I bit my lip. I had just realized that I just thought he was hot. No, no, no! I-I just meant he was hot in general. I-I'm not gay. I don't have romantic feelings for Kain. Besides, I'm not good enough for him. I felt myself blush. "I-I'm not gay, I'm not gay. Just because I admire him a little bit doesn't mean I'm in love with him" I told myself as I buried myself under my blanket.
THAT'S THE END OF THE CHAPTER! I CHANGED CHAPTER 1 JUST A BIT. INSTEAD OF DIFFERENT RANKS OF VAMPIRES (purebloods,aristocrats, and common vampires) I DECIDED TO JUST MAKE ALL OF THEM REGULAR VAMPIRES. I KNOW I'M SORRY IT WILL JUST WORK BETTER FOR MY STORY!
THIS CHAPTER NOT MUCH IS HAPPENING...(just nikki and takuma getting along a bit better and miguel and kain just having a regualr chat about their jobs and such)...I PROMISE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER THE STORY WILL START TO PROGRESS MORE.
WELL THATS ENOUGH OUT OF ME. CIAO! *turns into a bat and flys away*