Yo yo yo, chapter six. Little fun towards the end. I don't know if Zelman is out of character or what but I thought it was pretty ok. At least he's consistantly out of character if nothing else (at least I think he is).

Any way please review I wanna know wassup :) Enjoy

"Didn't you hear him, Zelman? It's not your decision!" Her voice was loud enough for everyone in the house to hear. She was furious. What right did he have to tell her what to do? This had been a battle they had been going at for a while. This wasn't the only time they argued over who desided what she could and could not do, but there was never a decided vitctor.

"You are mine, Alexandra. Do you understand that yet?" He growled at her. "I've been saying it for years. It's about time you understood."

"Maybe I don't want to be yours, Zelman. Did you ever consider that?"

No. No he hadn't.

"Everything was great when I was a kid. Everything was ten times better. You like kids better, don't you?"

He didn't know. He never really thought about it.

"You know it would be nice to spend more time with other humans, and it would be great to do things other than just sit around. This way I have something to work for intstead of being given whatever I want. I'm bored!"

He never really thought about that.

"You know you did this to me. You're never happy either. I'm only around for your amusement. You want to keep me around to play with, but I get screwed. I get so bored because of you."

"When did this even start happening?" He was quiet and dead serious.

"I just wanted to learn how to shoot a gun so that I could protect myself without you. Then I got caught up. It was fun. So I would go and train and hang out with the-"

"That's not what I meant. When did you stop wanting to be mine?" She felt her brow twitch.

"We went over this you cocky idiot. How many times do I have to say it? When I was twelve. When I started calling Sayuka instead of you. When I realized that you were causing me to miss out on so many great things. When you stopped being good at 'owning me.'"

He just looked at her. He didn't have anything else to say. This was all so confusing. What was this tugging feeling in his chest? What was making his stomach knot up and his head spin? Why couldn't he think straight? He was getting angry now. He just couldn't understand any of this.

"Do you ever listen to me when I talk? Do you even see me as a person, Zelman? If not this is just a waste of breath and time. I'm joining with or without your consent, and I'm moving out. It's my life. I'm going to be sixteen soon. I don't want to depend on you. I want to be on my own. So accept it."

No good. This was no good. Everything they were doing was no good. He should just let her go. She was leaving any way. He couldn't just lock her in a cage. He was growing tired of this fighting anyway. And she was just growing up.

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She was running, but no matter how hard she pumped her legs, she wasn't fast enough. No matter what she did, it wouldn't matter. It was a lost cause. He was going to catch up to her and there was nothing she could do about it. She was going to lose this race, and it would cost her her life. But she wouldn't stop running. She couldn't stop running. She had to get to him.

Then it happened. That thing that always happened when you were running from something very dangerous. She tripped.

"Shit," escaped her mouth as she attempted to pull herself out of the remains of her dignity and look her attacker in the eye. His dark eyes were shining with the thrill of the hunt and it scared her more than anything else ever had. He smiled, fangs jutting out of his mouth from blood lust. He raised his glimmering blade up above his head, the silver shining in the light.

She couldn't close her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to look away from the blade that was sure to pierce her skin. She stared on in fear as the blade began to descend. Then everything that happened next was a blur. Something flew in front of her, taking the blow in her place. She didn't understand until she saw the hair. The crimson colored hair.

"NO!" She screamed as she stood up and caught him as his body fell from the blade, his blood boiling. She couldn't think straight, not with his blood drenching her clothing. She held his head in her lap and looked down into his crimson eyes.

"No, god dammit no! No, no, no, no, NO! Don't go, you idiot. Don't leave me all alone. Why would you do that? No... no..."

"Alexandra," Zelman said with shocking ease. She looked at him through tear filled eyes, but everything was getting blurry and dark. Nothing was making sense, but she kept saying no, begging him not to go.

"Alexandra," he said again but she couldn't see him anymore.

"No, come back. Don't leave," she whipsered. Her voice was hoarse from the crying.

"Alexandra, I'm right here." She felt arms wrap around her, but she still couldn't see anything. Finally she snapped her eyes open. Letting them adjust to the dark, she saw the crimson hair from her dream. She pushed him away and looked him over, checking him head-to-toe making sure there was no blood. She felt over his torso making sure there was no hole through his gut.

"Alexandra," he smirked as he grabbed her hands and pushed her back on to the bed.

"I thought you were dead!" She screamed as she pushed his hands away and glared at him with tears in her eyes. Apparently those were real. He stared wide-eyed at the blonde before him. She never ceased to suprise him. Everything she did was unexpected and while it was amusing it did have some down sides. This was definately one of those times.

How was he supposed to handle this? He remembered her having nightmares when she was younger but he just let her cry through them and she'd be better when she woke up. When she got older they finally stopped so he didn't know what to make of the screams coming out of her room. When he walked in he thought she was in pain, and when she said "don't go" he was almost positive she was awake.

Then she actually woke up and he realized he was screwed.

"I was running, and someone tried to kill me but you got in front of their blade and he stabbed you and... and..." She was sobbing into her hands, remembering with scary accurecy the scene of his death. It kept replaying in her mind over and over again.

"I wouldn't die that easily." She looked up to him, tears still staining her face but at least they stopped flowing. "I doubt the only way to save you would have been sacrificing myself. There's also the fact that it would only offer you temporary protection. Once I was dead what would have stopped him from coming after you? I wouldn't have let that happen if I was that serious about protecting you."

She blinked a couple times and kept looking at him. Then she started laughing. Once again she suprised him, and he couldn't stop himself from laughing a bit to himself too. Her laugh was infectious.

"Even when you're dealing with an emotionally unstable girl you manage to pull that out of your ass. It amazes me how emotionally challenged you are." He went from from suprised to offended. What she said was true, there was no doubt about that, but to call him challenged at anything was insulting.

But looking at her laughing made him feel better, if only a little bit. He took this time to look what she was wearing to bed. He had never seen her sleep, similarly to how she never saw him. He did this on purpose, of course. He never wanted her to see him, so he never looked at her. It was a mutual thing so that she could never say "you've seen me."

She was wearing a loose white tank top that accented her lightly tanned skin nicely, and short, light pink shorts that showed off more of her flawless skin. He felt his mind shift to less decent thoughts and kicked himself in the ass for it. She caught him staring, and felt a blush creep across her face.

"Dude," she hissed. "Control your horomones. I'm suprised you still have those." He continued to look, mostly because he knew it was bothering her, but also because he was very interested in her assets. Sayuka wasn't bad, but Alexandra has long legs and a toned body overall. Her chest definately could not be ignored considering it was a nice size. Sure, they were smaller than Sayuka's, but they suited her body nicely.

"I can feel your eyes on me." Before she knew it she felt herself pinned to the bed, her hands above her head.

"There's other things I'd like to have on you." He pressed his hips to hers and leaned in next to her ear. "Or in you." She felt herself blush and her whole body felt warm. Her stomach was in knots and she her breathing became heavy and labored. "Would you like that, Alexandra?" He pushed himself between her legs and she felt the knots in her stomach tighten.

He breathed in her ear and pressed his lips to her jaw. Slowely he traced feathery kisses against her skin causing her to squirm. She saw that he wasn't wearing his hat, making he much happier. It was nice to know he still hadn't bought a new one. He kissed his way from her jaw to her mouth.

He gently pressed his lips to hers, and she felt her temperature rise. This was what she wanted. She wanted him to touch her like this, kiss her like this, be with her like this, but this was too slow. She ripped her hands free from his grip and laced her fingers in his hair and deepened the kiss. He smirked into the kiss.

He let his hands roam down her sides and landed on her hips. His right hand slid underneath her and pinched her ass, causing her to gasp. He took advantage of the oppotunity and let his tongue enter her mouth. He was used to submission, but of course she wasn't submissive type. She battled with her tongue, trying to dominate the situation, which amused him to no end. She was a fiesty one.

He broke away from the kiss and made him way to her neck. He felt his fangs grow long with anticipation of the bite, and felt her body give in as well. She was ready, and he couldn't wait. Her blood had been calling to him since he had first met her. She smelt so sweet and irresistable, but to drink from a child? That was low, even for him.

But she wasn't a child anymore.

He opened his mouth wide and let his fangs grow more before sinking his teeth into her delectable skin. Her eyes popped open in shock, and she felt a feeling she had never experienced before. It was euphoric, and she wanted more. While she tried to hold in screams and moans of pleasure, she found it too hard to resist. She arched her back into him and let out the voice that was trying so hard to be free.

He loved that sound, and he especially loved that he was making it happen. Her blood tasted amazing, and he had to watch himself to make sure he didn't drain her dry. Everything about this was perfect. When he was done he pulled out his teeth and licked the marks he left. She was still gasping and moaning lightly from the feeling. She was left in a state of bliss. She let her hands fall limply out his hair and rest on the bed.

"Satisfied?" He whispered into her ear while nibbling on it lightly. She laughed lightly.

"It was alright."