Misiunea Unei Regine
Ketti:Sooo... yeah. Updates on this? Very slow. I need to get past chapter ten with Lithi, or try to do it myself... I dunno. But I'm trying to update stuff more. I'm sorry for being full of update fail. D:
Unfortunately for Seras, the weekend had passed too quickly, and true to her Master's word, he spent all of Trig sitting next to her and smiling innocently. She was almost tempted to deck her Master in the face, but she knew that it was a bad idea.
However in History she did love to see the disgusted look on her Sire's face when the teacher read aloud things about himself that he detested, or were just plain wrong.
"After months of successful attacks on Turkish settlements from Dracula and his 5000 man strong Christian Army, Sultan Mehmed II's forces were sufficiently weakened, but Vlad never had the satisfaction of personally dethroning his brother, for the latter had died of syphilis, and been replaced by Prince Basarab the Old, two years earlier. After having subdued, burnt, and of course, impaled thousands of Turks, Vlad and his men returned to Romania. It is interesting to note that this time around, Vlad's favorite method of killing was officially sanctioned by the Vatican, as he was, after all, impaling the foes of the Catholic Church in the name of God." Pfft, so the Vaticanliked her Master at one point? This also seemed distasteful to the male as his face was scrunched up in disgust instead of the innocent smile.
Some girls in the back of the class was looking at her skeptically and turned their attention to 'Ally' as they whispered things to each other, as if deciding something, and the both of them scooted their desks forward when they thought the teacher wasn't paying attention (truth was, teacher didn't give a rat's ass) and put Ally between them, throwing their arms around his shoulders and leaned into whisper.
"You shouldn't talk to that girl, she's a freak." One of them whispered, sneaking a short glance at the blonde.
"Oh?" Ally asked, looking shocked, "How do you know? What did she do?"
"She brought her pet bat to school." One of the girls muttered, rubbing the backs of her arms.
Ally looked curiously over to Seras, ignoring her when she gazed back at him curiously, though she could hear the entire conversation, the girls didn't need to know that. "I don't see a bat."
"W-well it was here, A-and she talks to herself." One of them tried to reason.
"You've never talked to yourself before?" Ally tilted his head to the side curiously, ignoring the teacher's droning about his own life in the background.
One of the girls looked sheepish, "Not the way she does."
"Yeah. She's a total spaz."
"Did you see her desk? Look." She pointed to Seras desk as if it would 'convert' Ally into a Seras hater.
"It's all scratched up." The other whispered, "We saw it!"
"How do you know it was her?" It seemed her Master was trying to decide between kind-of sticking up for her and making fun of her at the same time.
They looked at each other, and one of them pursed her lips. "She did t with her bare hands, we heard the wood cracking."
"She must be pretty strong, then." Ally murmured, torn between looking impressed and pretending to be shocked.
"It's not funny!"
"Yeah! You should stay away from her." The girl who had rubbed her arms hissed.
Ally laughed, "I'm afraid I can't. You see… We're roomies." He bared his teeth in a rather too wide grin that perhaps only Seras caught the sharpened points of teeth in. She was tempted to kick the 'girl' in the ankle to make him stop.
The girls snuck a glance at each other, "You poor thing, I heard she snuck her boyfriend into the room."
"Boyfriend?" Her Master seemed amused at this and tilted his head to the side in feigned curiosity, and Seras had to wipe the blush off her face. Boyfriend? Her Master? Somehow that term just didn't fit him. He could never be considered a mere Boyfriend, even if he was in a 'romantic' (Pfft) relationship with anyone.
"Yeah! And that's totally against the rules. No boys allowed on campus after dark, and only in the communal areas after school. Everyone knows that!" The shriller of the two continued, sounding envious.
"I heard he was, like, in his thirties, though." The other mumbled, the faintest pink tinge to her cheeks as she turned a scandalized glance at Seras who did her best not to react. 'Oh god, now I'm jail bait or something?' The Draculina thought to a chorus of raucous mental laughter from her Sire. Her cheeks flamed and she turned her face down to hide the tell tale flush from any prying eyes, pretending to focus on her text book.
Seras had been hoping that in the next class – English - the fact that she already had a 'desk partner' would force her Master to sit elsewhere, but she had forgotten that the girl that had vanished sat in that very spot. So now Seras was stuck sharing a desk with the disguised vampire, who was looking at her, again, innocently, and blinking her big, cute blue orbs at her.
The Draculina resolved to ignore her Master but found it quite hard when the other's hand insisted on groping her thigh, and to make it even worse, all the other people could see only her smacking the offending hand ruthlessly, and the fake crocodile tears gathering in the innocent blue eyes.
"Stop it!" Seras hissed as she planted her elbow in the other "girl"s arm to keep the groping at bay.
He gave her a look, and she could practically taste the 'don't tell me what to do' lingering on his tongue, and behind them Seras heard a chorus of whispers start up that made her cringe.
"Look at that, abusing the new girl."
"No wonder her desk mate vanished."
"What a bitch."
"She's such a freak."
"Yeah."
For the love of..!
Her Master's hand dropped once more and a shadow slid from under his own to ghost down the Draculina's thigh and goose her. She growled and knocked Ally's hand off the desk with her elbow. "Stop it!"
"She's not even doing anything…"
"What a spaz."
"Poor thing, and they're roomies?"
"I know, right?"
"I hope she disappears next."
Seras turned on her Master in the hall once they were alone, a light of fury in her eyes. "Are you trying to screw my mission up? I've been waiting forever for this solo mission and it's going to be ruined when I snap and break your neck in the middle of class!" she fumed, stomping her way to the side of the hall and sighing in agitation as her Master just stared, unamused back at her.
Seras puffed up her reddened cheeks and gave up talking, deciding she'd just ignore him during lunch, and turned her face away from him. She'd been trying really hard to stay on track, and her Master was just hell bent on screwing her up.
The Draculina suddenly wondered if this act of his was just a test. A test to see if she could really handle her solo mission... and somehow, it actually hurt her just a tiny bit to think it was all an act. But the girl's rather angsty thoughts were cut short when a small hand jerked her chin to face him. He had the barest hint of a scowl on his girly face, and his eyes seemed to be reflecting a question he was asking himself.
Seras should have been too shocked to feel it, but she was oddly very excited when her Master kissed the side of her mouth. Not exactly a kiss, more like a question (though the burning in his eyes dared her to answer differently than he wanted her to) that Seras answered quickly by throwing her arms around his form and smacking their lips together.
She heard and felt his rumble of satisfaction at her enthusiastic response, and shivered. She felt warmth flooding her senses, as if something important had changed between them.
It was the gagging noise and shriek of disgust that brought her back to herself to stare wide eyed at her former roomie. "That is disgusting! Why would you ever do that in the halls?! Does your 'Master' know you're cheating on him? Did he put you up to this?" Whatserface ranted, complexion once more that ugly shade of plum.
Seras stiffened as she realized what she'd done. She'd just kissed a girl! Ugh!
Before she could say anything in her defense, their impromptu audience turned and stormed the other way, muttering obscenities under her breath, using the word 'slut' quite liberally.
She was about to turn and yell at her Master for embarrassing her in public like that when she felt dainty hands clasp her hips and yank her back into the well endowed chest of the shorter – older, more powerful, fucking sex changed – vampire. Warm lips slanted over hers and she forgot for a moment that she was supposed to fight him – her – off, and went slack in the surprisingly strong grip of the petite form her Master took, a helpless whimper sounding in her throat.
The Draculina's eyelids fluttered open and she caught sight of the elfin face lip locked with her own and she jerked her head away with a cry of disgust, "God damnit, no! Not as a female! That's gross!" Seras hissed, practically slamming herself into the wall to get away from the dangerously addictive loss of self found in her Master's mouth.
Ally licked her lips lewdly and bared her pointed teeth in a predator's grin, "So, Police Girl," she cooed in that disturbingly sweet and innocent tone, "how does it compare to your kiss with the Frenchman?"
Seras stared, flabbergasted, mouth gaping open and mind drawing a blank. Oh god…
Seras stood there in a haze of shock, her mouth open so wide one might think she was trying to catch flies, and she could swear she heard Pip's cry of outrage in the back of her mind.
"Y-you! B-b-but! T-that's! H-how'd the fuck you know?!" She cursed, not answering his question.
He smirked and waggled his finger from side to side in a scolding gesture, "I asked you first, Police Girl."
Seras sputtered and glared, an angry fire in her brown eyes that almost consumed the contacts. "Like I'd ever tell you!"
Ally titled her head to the side in clear amusement. "Now, now, why wouldn't you tell your… what did they call me… your boyfriend such… important things?"
Seras nearly shrieked in outrage, cheeks flaming to match her eyes, "You're not my boyfriend!"
Her Master nodded in grim agreement. "I'm afraid not, its more like... fiancé shall I say?"
"W-what? Since when?!" She screeched, her voice reaching unholy tones. (Pun intended)
"Since you agreed to let me court you." His face was overtaken by a smug grin.
Seras sputtered in disbelief, "I don't recall agreeing to anything!"
Her Master only grinned wider (if that was possible) and licked his chops lewdly.
She stared at him, and the cogs in her brain finally decided to start cranking again, and she shrieked again in denial, "That doesn't count!"
"Mmm, no?" He cooed, and the hair on Seras' nape stood on end as the ravenette leaned in closer to her. The blonde hissed and planted her palms down on the smaller girl's shoulders, holding her at arm's length, "I said no!"
Her Sire's eyes blazed and his lips were upturned in a cruel mocking smirk as he pushed back against her hands, forcefully shoving her back against the wall in challenge.
"I think you need a refresher course, Police Girl." He murmured, and Seras jerked her head up and away, only for a hand to tangle in her blonde locks and force her face back towards his with a cruel yank. His lips loomed closer and closer, and in a fit of panicked rage the blonde fell back into her old police training instincts, braced herself more firmly against the wall and swung her leg up. Crazily, she half expected to meet a smooth apex between the ravenette's thighs, like her own, but she impacted with something fleshy and half hard.
'Fuck.'
The apparently hermaphrodite form of her Master went pale in the face (is that even possible for a vampire?) and nearly doubled over, but firm hands grasped the Draculina's waist and threw her to the floor to act as a landing pad for the temporarily stunned male. "If you do that again…" Ally hissed in Seras' ear, "I won't hesitate to punish you, Police Girl."
Seras' demon came for a peek, her brown eyes glazed in red and a fang stuck out of her top lip as she licked her lips slowly. "You only got what you deserve, my Master."
Despite her Master being pleased that her demon had come out, if only for a second, he leaned down farther into her face and tilted his head, breathing into her ear, "Do you think it's wise to test me, my childe?"
Seras shivered, and opened her mouth to respond, but was cut off by her Sire capturing her lips with his – her – own once more. She moaned, and her fingers twitched, hands fluttering at his – her – shoulders before giving in to temptation and tangling in the luscious black locks. She gave an experimental tug, and moaned even louder, toes curling, as his teeth nicked her lower lip. She was lost in a drug like haze of euphoria, but some inner part of her kept muttering in her ear until she opened her eyes and remembered that, no, she wasn't kissing a guy, and she hissed in outrage as she turned her head away, using her grip on the male-turned-female's hair to lift him away. "I said stop it!"
"Don't tell me what to do." He shot back, raising one dainty hand to bat hers free of the now rumpled obsidian locks framing his face.
"It's creepy to kiss a girl!" Seras wailed, "change back."
"Make me." Her Master taunted.
Seras snarled, and grasped her Master's shoulders, flipping their positions as she poured her powers into him forcing him to change back into the form she knew so well. He moaned and laughed as his limbs stretched, body swelling beneath her own. Before she was done, he flexed his muscles, and returned her to the floor, knocking the wind out of her with an 'oomph'.
She lay there, winded and dazed as the all too familiar weight of her Sire pressed in on her again, much larger form dwarfing her own. "Now, isn't this familiar?" He cooed before running a gloved hand along her cheek. She groaned and leaned into it, eyes half lidded and glazed.
His lips twisted in a cruelly pleased expression as he leaned down to wage war with her mouth once more. She surrendered willingly, the warmth from earlier blazing into an inferno that made her writhe.
"H-hey! There's no boys allowed on campus during sch-...oh my…" Seras dimly heard an unfamiliar female voice protest their actions, but she was entrenched too deeply in the fog that surrounded her thoughts to care.
"If you two don't stop, I'm going to call security!" The voice shrilled, and her Master growled threateningly as he raised his head – much to Seras' dismay, she voiced a pitiful whimper of protest – to glare at the girl with the bright yellow sash proclaiming 'Hall Monitor' in bold black letters.
The girl eeped and backed up before bolting, "If you're not gone in ten minutes I'm calling security!" She repeated, fleeing.
Incidentally, the bell for Fourth Period rang, just then.
"Damnit." Seras hissed.