A/N I AM JUST IN LUV W/ THIS STORY, I WROTE IT ANY CHANCE I GOT TO! [maybe even during class...] ANYWAY, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS NEW CHAP~! XD

*Yukari*

"I don't think I'm evil…."
Voices flooded my head, they sounded…..
Like a crying child….
"…Someone….help me…." It whimpered.
"…It's scary in the dark…."
"….Why….why'd you have to go…Mommy….Daddy….?"
/What's happening? Why am I hearing these things?/
"…I want…" It began a sentence.
"…to live again…."
I jolted up in bed...my skin sweaty and heart racing.
/I-it was just a dream?/ I thought as I took calming breaths.
/No, it was too real, it had to be something more than just that…/
I just then took notice on my environment.
The room was like something from medieval times, I was sleeping in a canopy bed along with fine silks as drapes, a handcrafted table in the far corner of the room, a long couch with a pile of white linens on it, and even a candleholder on a bedtable with a large flame eating away at the wick.
/I remember now….I stumbled upon this town of so called 'Vampires' and accidentally bumped into the King or something like that, and then that Lolita-maid girl K. me…./
I sat there, pondering on how I could escape from here.
A rustling sound came from the pile of sheets, and it rolled over to its side to reveal a mess of curly golden locks under a snow hood.
It made me jump for a moment, until I realized it was Mikaela sleeping.
He looked troubled, even in his sleep.
A slice of my past came back to me.
"Mommy, I thought I saw a Monst-" I remembered going to my parents' room in the middle of the night, because I had nightmares that made me unable to go back to bed.
I saw the sleeping face of my tired Mom, her expression was just like her eyes when she was awake.
She had a hard time trying to make ends meet with multiple jobs that made her exhausted when she finally came home, and my father was the same.
Both of them worked their hardest, for nothing.
That was when I decided to become a treasure hunter, I wanted to help my family live a better life where they would come home not tried to death.
I came back to reality, where I saw a ruby eye peer at me from under a white hood.
I blinked a bit, making sure I was seeing what I thought I was seeing.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your nap, Vampire King, but could you please tell me where we are?" I asked him as he sat up.
"…You're in the castle, in my estate…." He said slowly.
"Alright, and why am I here?"
"…because you are an intruder," He began, taking off his hood.
"And until I'm done questioning you, you will have to stay with me…"
"Okay…."
"…Yukari…be honest with me…did you really not know about us?" He questioned me.
"..Yes…I mean, there are legends about your kind that only exist in fairy tales, I would've never thought that they were true." I responded.
He looked down at the carpeted ground.
I let him have a moment to himself before asking him another question.
"So, do you mind if I go out?" I inched towards the door.
His glare shot back at me, freezing me in place.
"….No…"
"Why not, I've answered your question, and I really need to get back home to my family." I crossed my arms in front of my chest.
The room was silent until a sudden warmness came to my ankle.
I looked down, and I saw nothing, but there were a glowing pair of red eyes coming from under the bed.
I then saw the figure of a person along with the body of Mikaela in between me and the shadow before I closed my eyes in fear.

*Mikaela*

"…..Ferid, what did I tell you about coming into my quarters?….." My voice scolded stoically at the older Vampire as I shifted Yukari's weight in my arms.
"Mika, dear, I just wanted to sample this human's bloo-" I ignored his explanation, and instead tried to strike him in the face, but he was too quick, as always.
"M-mikaela? What happened?" Yukari asked as she slowly opened her lime gems.
"W-why are you holding me like this?!" She yelled at me, a small red blush came on her face as she tugged the hem of her skirt down.
Another memory came to me, one where Yu had the same expression on his face.
I snapped back to reality.
"...Gomen ne…." I let her down, where she stepped wrong, and within a blink of an eye, Ferid was there to help her regain her balance.
"Hello, I think we might have started off on the wrong foot, but I am Ferid Bathory, a close friend of grumpy old Mika over there~."
He went on one knee and kissed her hand, she had a confused look on her face.
I took it that the humans of the upper world didn't do that anymore.
"And you are?"
"I'm Yukari Mizuki," She said, slowly moving her hand away from him.
"I'm a treasure hunter from Tokyo."
"Ah~. So you are a human~…" He slowly started to circle her, I could tell he was looking to see if her blood would be good or not, like a gem collector examining his jewels for any flaws.
In another blink, I could see him, fangs lengthened, nearing her neck.
Something strange came into my head, and it caused me to grip my sword.
/Why am I doing this?/
And with one slice, I cleanly cut Ferid's arm off, missing Yukari entirely.
But she was instead covered in blood.
"W-what are you doing, Mikaela?!" She turned to me, her emeralds fear-stricken.
'You killed him!"
"My my, Mika, it seems like you have finally learned how to quickly attack your foe~." Ferid said, very impressed.
"H-huh?!" She faced Ferid, who waved at her with his severed arm.
"Did you actually think I would die~?" He sang and reattached his limb.
I turned my eyes to Yukari, who was bundled up in a small bloody ball and was shivering.
"It's been fun, but I have to go and rest up, I haven't slept in months~!" He said, and with that, he strutted his way out of the room.
When he was gone I came down to Yukari's level, and saw that she was crying.
"…Yukari…are you alright…?" A dulled vert iris slowly showed from puffed eyes.
"I'm…sorry, Mikaela….but…can I borrow your shower?" She spoke silently.
I responded by cracking open the door to the lavatory and leaving the room.
I was silent, for I was remembering the color that her green orbs were.
"….that look…." I slid down slowly on the other side of the dark oak.
I couldn't help but be pierced by the memories.
"….she's just like him…."