Kiss of a Vampire

I watched as my father ran away, watched as he abandoned my baby brother on the grass and left me and my dead mother to the hunter. My heart broken, I watched my hero die in front of me.

Chapter 3: Bitten

She was small and soft, her cheeks the deepest shade of pink. Her skin was smooth and smelled delightfully of strawberries and sugar. Her lips were small and slightly parted, and before I knew it, I bent down and kissed her.

I awoke, slightly started, to see Amu out of bed, one foot out the window. "Don't you dare crawl out of that window." She froze and hunched her shoulders a bit, but made no move to come back in. I sighed. "You never told me how you broke the shackles." She looked at me in a calculating way.

"And I won't, especially since that seems to be the only thing keeping me alive." Smart girl, but however smart she was, that didn't explain that dream. Why would I kiss her, even in a dream? I looked her up and down. Her hair was slightly messy, her clothes were crinkled, and she was staring out the window, longingly. The sun played off of her skin and made her eyes glow even brighter. She sighed and swung her leg back into the window, curling up in the corner on the floor.

I got out of bed with a grunt and sat cross legged in front of her, just looking her over. She had her arms locked under her thighs and her head buried into her knees. She looked like a lost child. The guilt was rising again. I reached my hand out and felt her hair, she flinched, and I didn't like that. I let the strand sift through my fingers while I looked at her. "No." I said. She looked up, incredulously.

"That's not why you're still alive." She cocked an eyebrow. "You're still alive because you're helping me get my memory back." She didn't answer; she just buried her head back into her knees. I sighed. "I'm not lying. I really am curious, just tell me already!"

"My mother was a wicken, and I inherited some of her powers." Her voice was muffled. I wanted to lift her head up and make her say it again just to hear her voice, but I didn't. So she was a witch. Well, partly. She can break the shackles though. So, I went and got real ones out of the closet, but didn't put them on her, I just put her in a small, white room. I don't know what it was used for, but it was perfect, with one door and no windows.

"If you try to escape I'll lock you up again."

"Then you might as well just put them on now." I chuckled, how can someone so stubborn be so charming? I looked her over. She's been in the same clothes for two days now. I grabbed her hand, and she looked at me wide-eyed.

"We should get you something else to wear, ne?" Bewilderment was still written all over her face as I dragged her out to my car. She just sat there quietly, staring out at everything passing by. Her hair was a mess, she hadn't slept, and her clothes were completely crumpled. However, she still looked pretty damn cute.

She was small, about chest-height to me. I picked her up in one arm when she wouldn't get out of the car. I them proceeded to drag her into the mall. I was hoping that no one she knew would end up here, however, by the look on her face she wanted just the opposite. I sighed, "Just give it up already." She gave me a stubborn glare and quit walking.

"What is it?"

"I need to use the restroom."

"Alright…its right there." I said pointing to a door with a poorly-drawn figure of a girl on it. She walked over there…and about five minutes later I realized that she was going to try to escape again. I dashed into the bathroom…which was another bad idea. Through all the women's screaming I saw the open window and her pink hair swishing back and forth. She was on the run.

I quickly flew out the window after her. She turned and saw me, and started running faster. She reached my car and pulled something out of her pocket, my keys. Shit…

She jumped into the car and started driving. I ran faster, a fast no human could reach, and jumped on the hood of the car. "Stop now or I'll kill you!" I yelled through the sunroof. She just stuck her tongue out at me and drove faster. She started swerving, almost throwing me off at times, until I dug my fingers into the metal and climbed in. I was halfway on the roof and halfway in the car when I pulled it over.

What a predicament. "Way to push your luck." I growled. I drove us back to the mall. This time, no bathroom breaks.

I found a small white dress, as an excuse more than anything, to pull her into the changing rooms.

"You are so troublesome!" She sat on the bench inside and just stared at me blankly, like she hadn't done anything wrong. I smirked. "I'll have to punish you." That gave her a start. I pinned her against the wall, slowly unzipping her corset. She whimpered softly. I licked up her neck as my hand found its way to her bra. I bit her neck softly, and licked up the blood. It was delicious. I continued to give her hickeys up her neck, down to her shoulder and…

"Excuse me! Are you almost done in there?"

"Here, put this on." I said handing her the dress. "Ill be waiting outside the rooms, you better not try anything again, or I really will kill you." With that I slipped out in the shadows, where no one could see me.

She walked out a few moments later. Her head down, clothes in hand, and white summer dress on. She looked incredibly cute. I grabbed her elbow and led her out to the car.

She headed straight to her room again – Suddenly obedient. I had noticed that since the changing room incident, Id been having increased perverted thoughts. She was just too much.

The way her hair swayed with her hips, her soft breasts, her tanned but silky skin…oh I wanted her.

I walked into the white room. She was in the same position again, The dress billowed around her as she grabbed her thighs and turned her head to the side. Her hair fanned out all over the place. I put my fingers at the top of her forehead and ran my hand all the way to the back. I could see the fear clear on her face, and again, I didn't like it. Then she mumbled…

"Perverted baka neko." (Oh the irony XD)

Normal

And for some unknown reason, something clicked in the back of his mind. Something…big. Everything rushed in flashes making him dizzy. He fell forward, onto Amu who picked up her head, and when he looked at her again, there was something different in his eyes. But to her, it didn't seem different, it seemed normal, the way it should be. For that second, she felt slightly happy to get to see him, as the Ikuto she had known, before she died.

Then he reached up slowly, and sank his teeth delicately into her neck. It wasn't painful, she didn't scream, she had known he would do this as soon as he remembered, she had seen it in her dreams. She saw herself drifting, her eyes half closed, falling back. But one thing she didn't see coming was him catching her, kissing her softly, and whispering, "Sleep, my Amu." However, before she could even wonder she was sucked into a thick void of an unnatural sleep.

Ikuto

I cradled her close to me for a moment, my face buried in her hair. Now I remember, now I don't feel guilty, now I love her again.

I kissed the top of her head and laid her on the bed, and I sat there watching her, thinking. I only remember her and everyone connected to her...luckily she's connected to a lot of people.

"She's mine, only mine. No one else can have her." I remembered thinking that sentence so many times, and when she started to like Tadase it turned into, "She's still mine, and no matter what happens now, she'll be mine, and no one will take her away." I sighed and ran the back of my hand across her cheek. It turned the slightest shade of pink at the touch, I smirked. The mark was starting to show. To her it will just look a little darker on her skin, like a birthmark. However, to me, it looks like a floral pattern, black in color, running from the bite mark on her neck to her chest, right above her heart.

She is mine; I won't let anyone take her.