Not much, but it's the start of a story. Among many other story projects I have started, there's no guarantee how long this one will last, so if I stop at one point and don't continue, don't get your hopes up high for an update if you like it. It takes a while for me to get inspired to continue, and most times I just stop because it sounds off to me.
So without further delays, I give you NamesAreTooHard. Until I can think of a better title, that will have to do. It's mainly about vampires, with yuri/yaoi, and if you don't like either combined with an arsenal of weapons, than this is not the tale for you. =^^=
Please enjoy.
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The family was celebrating the child's first birthday, and what a celebration it was. A whole year had past since the child's birth, and a lot happened within that one year. Her first steps, her first laugh, and many other first actions, but she had yet to speak her first words. It was normal, but that didn't make her parents any less anxious to hear them. She was a cute and healthy baby girl, though not exactly a baby anymore, her parents cherished every minute with the child. She had bright blue eyes that seemed to shine brighter than an open cloudless sky, and to match such an angelic appearance, tufts of spotless blonde hair began to sprout from her tiny head. Soon the party was over, everyone said there good-nights, and though her parents were more than willing to go to bed, baby blue eyes was not. The excitement of the day was evident in her squirming as her father picked her up, and despite being lain in her wooden crib, tiny arms still stretched towards the many new items she received that day. In an instant of being denied what she wanted, tears began to cascade down her rosy cheeks, and a wail rumbled from her miniature throat. Instead of her father, her mother came to comfort the frustrated girl, but she wasn't the only one. Somewhere in the darkness of the room, a shadow lurked, hidden to its next prey. How ironic that a storm began to brew outside the tenth floor window, and as lightning cracked the night sky, rain pelted against the pane.
The child would not calm down or more like she refused to. No matter how many lullabye's were sang, no matter how many times she was rocked to and fro, there was no end to the crying. At least until the room was illuminated for a split second, and cerulean pools made contact with ruby orbs. Though it was for a short time, and though darkness once more engulfed the room, those eyes kept the contact. Even as her mother lowered the silent child back into the crib, the contact remained. Then the blonde giggled, arms poking out the bars again, but this time they reached for the stranger. Noticing this odd action, the mother followed her daughter's gaze, her gentle brown eyes trembling at what the child could possibly see. Needless to say, that was her mistake, for in another flash of lightning, the stranger was revealed. The mother never had a chance, and though she screamed, the last thing she heard was her baby's first words, and the last thing she saw was her own blood. The stranger slipped back into the shadows as fast as she came out of them, for she knew another uneccesary death was to occur. As if on cue, the said victim charged in with a glock just in case, but immeadiately dropped it on sight of his wife, and the abnormal gash upon her neck. Needless to say, that was his mistake, and stuck between the moment of joy for his baby's first words and sadness of his wife's death, he did not notice the one guilty for such a kill standing behind him.
"*Akai! Akai!" the squeaky voice continued to repeat as she pointed towards the owner of the red eyes.
Thanks to the accidental warning, her father looked back in time to dodge a death strike, but not entirely. A fierce cry of pain was almost inaudible to the rolling of thunder outside, but inside, a man was crawling for the sake of his daughter's life and his own. Granted that he lost usage of his right arm, and granted that he was bleeding heavily, he still reached for his only source of defense against a creature unknown. Lightning, a flash of jet black hair. Thunder, the firing of a gun. Lightning again, blood trickled down a cheek from the near-miss-shot. Thunder again, and the father fumbled to unexpectantly reload.
"Why? Why are you doing this? What do you want from us?" He begged for answers for he knew begging for their lives was pointless. "*Gomen," the voice was cold as ice, dead, and eerily calming. Yet she meant every word, and went in for the final kill.
By the end of the night, the police were gathered outside the apartment complex, and the room upon which the Sugimoto's were murdered was taped off as a crime scene among many similar cases in the city of Tokyo. But this was not the end, for the one who committed the crime had made a mistake herself, and what a grave mistake it was.
(*Akai means red in japanese for those who don't know, and gomen is short for gomenasai, which is also japanese for sorry or I apologize.)
-- Edited by oOThundah MonkeeOo at 02:33, 2008-01-07
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First chapter down and who knows how many to go. Hope it was good, and sorry for any spelling mistakes. I tend to type faster than I can read my own writing, so I apologize again. I'll post chapter 2 tomorrow if I can. Constructive comments please. =^^= Until tomorrow, g'night.
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"I just don't understand why we move just about every month," a young girl sighed. She couldn't have been older than fifteen, and she had shoulder length dirty blonde hair, with astounding blue eyes that glittered in the sun. In her hands she held two cardboard boxes stuffed with who knows what, and her arms trembled as a third was added. "We've been over this before Hana, we can't afford to stay in the same place for too long," a familiar voice rang from within the moving van. "What do you mean we can't afford to?" the girl called Hana shifted the boxes a bit, especially since the one on top threatened to topple over. "You buy a mansion everywhere we go." "You need to stop hanging with Omalu, I think he's rubbing off on you." "Akaaai-chaaan!"
The said raven-haired woman came into view carrying five boxes in each hand like they were nothing, her lips pursed in hesitation, and her eyes shimmered a dark coal black for a second. "You understand what we are, right?" "Right," the teen smiled, hoping to finally get some answers. "Then you understand that we're in danger just about all the time, right?" "Yeahhh--no," she continued to smile with her hopes held high. "Well we are," the oldest of the two smiled back as she stepped down a ramp connected to the van, and headed towards their new home. "And no more questioning my decisions."
"I'm not one of you followers, Akai." Hana followed with a pout. "And though I'm not your mother, I'm you guardian, so you still have to listen until you turn eighteen." "You're so mean!" complained Hana, nearly dropping the third box, had not a tall and muscular man cauht it. "Thanks Baltazo-kun." The ebony toned man simply nodded, placed the box back on the stack at hand, and proceeded towards the van. Just for that moment that Hana looked away from her target, the one she called Akai was up on the next floor looking down at the confused girl with amusement. "What can I say, I'm not exactly a nice person, now am I?"
"No, you're not," another voice chimed in from upstairs, only for that same voice to yelp and hiss. "It was a rhetorical question, Omalu!" Two figures came bickering down a hallway to the left of Akai; both looked to be in their earlier twenties, and while one had a short orange mohawk, another had gelled out brunette hair. "Can you two please stop and help out?" a fourth voice appeared behind them, causing the two to seperate adn bow to the gracious woman with curls of gold. "Sorry Elivisa," they apologized simutaneously before taking seperate shortcuts to the door; both by jumping over the banister.
"Why can't you be kind and gentle like Eli-sama?" Hana continued to pester to much of Akai's annoyance, and though it went unoticed by the girl, Elivisa smirked by the change of color in Akai's eyes as she went downstairs. "Though I'm flattered by your kind words," she smiled at the young girl. "Karina is a unique person, and is it not fair that we all have our personalities, even if some are less favorable?" "It's fair." "Good, now place those boxes oer in the grand living room, and let's leave Karina to her thoughts." Elivisa suggested though it sounded more commanding, and flashed the other woman a fanger smile as they left. As if she had been holding a breath the whole time, Karina, nicknamed Akai by none other than Hana, exhaled, but it was meant to be a sigh. She continued through the house or as Hana pointed out earlier, a mansion, and placed a box in each room she passed. She didn't need to look and see whose room it was nor whose stuff she was carrying, she just opened a door, and placed the box inside. Though Karina would never admit to anyone, she secretly despised moving from place to place. It meant readjusting to a enw enviroment, reconfiguring escape routes, and reavoiding nosey neighbors and unwanted guests. Another sigh escaped her lips as she entered another room, and unstartled by another presence, she set the last box down.
"One day, that child will be the death of me," she ran a slender and pale hand trhough her hair, her eyes once mauve in thought faded to a calm navy blue. "How long do you plan on running, Karina?" the young man questioned blatantly, onyx eyes hidden behind reading glasses were glued to his most recent reading material. "They're going to catch up to us sooner or later, and they won't be happy to see us." "Don't you think I know that?" Karina growled, her eyes exploding to a familiar blood red in recognition of the one challenging her intelligence. "There's no need for anger, I just hope you make the right choice in the end," he spoke calmly, but to her, his words were a slap to the face. No other words were exchanged between the two, and so, he silently left, his lengthy bleached hair in a ponytail gliding behind him. "I hate moving with a passion," sighed Karina for the third time as she closed her eyes, trying to calm down from a long day.
(That's it for tonight kiddies. =^^= Update later, enjoy R&R.)
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"Akai! Akai!" the infant continued to call as if she didn't know she was simply provoking the murderer. But through her eyes, and through a naive mind, her parents were merely sleeping. All that mattered to her was that she had a new playmate, and planned to share her new trinkets and toys. Again, luscious eyes bore into puddles of blue, and ignoring the slight chant, the woman picked up the child by the scruff of its pink short sleeve shirt. She knew what her mission was, and she wasn't the type to disobey, but there was something odd about the pink creature she held. It made a foreign feeling dwell within her, and she oddly liked it. Her once fierce eyes were no more, and instead were replaced with a deep and vivid emerald. The child giggled and touched the woman's cheeks, tiny fingers prodding at pallid and cold skin with interest as the woman made up her mind. Her eyes once more became red, and with a grim smirk, she raised a hand with lengthy nails that represented claws.
End Flashback...
"Akai-chan, everything's unloaded! See you later!" Hana called up before bolting for the door. Unfortunately, it slammed shut right in her face, and before falling, strong and frigid hands caught her. "Where do you think you're going?" a husky voice blew hotly across her ear, and though she knew it was Karina, it didn't stop the heat from traveling to her face. "Ou-outside, that's all. It's a nice afternoon, so I wanted to enjoy the gentle January breeze," she backed out of the taller woman's hold, only to be backed against the door with Karina's face inches from her own. "You're lying." "Fine, I was going to go find kids my age." Hana sighed in defeat.
"Hana, don't start." Karina shook her head and headed for the kitchen. "I don't understand why I can't have friends." "There's many things you don't understand," she shoved Omalu's feet off the back of the couch as they passed through the living room, a seventy-three inch plasma blasting punk rock that could probably be heard through the whole neighborhood. "Then make me understand! I may not be a vampire, but I'm a part of this family. So I think I have the right to know what's going on!" Karina sighed, and turned to face the furious girl, the look reminding her of a baby from fourteen years ago. "I will tell you, but only when the time is right." "Promise?" She didn't answer, and simply walked away, entering the grand dining room that led to the immaculate kitchen. "Unbelievable!" She heard Hana growl, and stomped upstairs. The slamming of a door followed, indicating that she would stay in her room until it was time to eat.
"Teenagers are a handful, no?" Elivisa greeted Karina, as well as the fresh scent of blood, and "normal people" food. "What happened to the good old days?" Sighed Karina, figuring she would be doing that a lot today, and sat at the marble top island. "Unlike us, she grows," giggled Elivisa lightly, stirring something on the stove. "Unfortunately." Karina smirked and they both laughed. "I just don't know what to do. Hana keeps hacing these nightmares, and I'm involved, so you know what that means." "An omen." "If he catches us...if he catches her..." "Stop talking such nonesense." Elivisa faced Karina, hands upon her hips. "You've gotten us this far, so I'm sure we'll be fine as long as we stick together. All right?" She leaned over the counter and peck Karina's lips, who in return took in Elivisa's bottom lip, nibbling on it until blood seeped through. They both smirked as Elivisa pulled back, and they both licked their lips clean.
"Dude, do it again." Omalu gawked from the doorway, his hazel eyes flickering red back and forth. "Get out of my way, you perv!" Ceres exclaimed, pounding him over the head, and stepped over his fallen body. "Besides, if anything was to happen, you know we'll protect Hana with our lives." Elivisa and Ceres nodded. Even Omalu, still crumbled on the floor, gave a thumbs up. "That's what I'm afraid of." Karina closed her eyes.
"Hana, Haven, Aizan, it's time to eat!" Ceres announced with her usual booming voice. It was no wonder that she had never lost her voice in her entire eternal life. "I'm not hungry," came a reply as two familiar faces made their way downstairs. One was still pretty heated, and the other was lost in another world known as literature. "I don't care, get you butt down here now!" "She's not gonna listen." Omalu stated between chewing a piece of steak cooked rare. "She's new to the pack, so it will take her some time getting used to being ordered around. Reminds me of when you first joined." "Except I never obeyed," the oldest of the two smirked as the new and final memeber of the household came downstairs flustered. "What did you do to her?" He asked in shock. "That's a secret," she winked, her amethyst eyes holding a mischevious shine to them as she followed the younger and shorter girl.
The table was quiet except the clinking of silverware against china. For the most part, the table looked dull compared to Hana's elaborate plate. Though she had come to terms with the fact that vampires couldn't taste real food anymore, it never made her feel less uncomfortable eating what they couldn't have. She could never forget the one time she cooked dinner, and unknowing of such a condition, Hana broiled steaks until there was no blood. She felt so guilty then, but now, and since learning of the issue, she felt rude somehow. "Is it not good?" Elivisa tilted her head in question, unable to not notice the human girl picking at her baked chicken thighs, with boiled potatos, and broccoli. "No, no!" Hana smiled. "Eli-sama's meals are always delicious." She looked down at her plate, speaking the truth, but sadly just realized how dinner must have always looked for many years since she became family. The guilt was just piling, and piling. Why had she not notice this before? "Is there something on your mind?" Karina prodded, taking a sip of what appeared to be wine from a glass. It was a source of feeding within the house to her, especially since she had a distaste for meat. "No." "You're lying again," the head vampiress looked at the girl from the corner of her eyes. They changed to a hypnotizing golden yellow, but when they made contact, the ancient trick didn't seem to work like last time, and many times before.
"So what if I am?" Hana stood, slamming her hands upont the table. "You're not my mother, and you're not my father. You're a vampire, who has no feelings, and couldn't possibly understand what I'm going through!" Her eyes seemed to spark with electricity as she spoke, and with each passing word, the texture only seemed to get brighter and brighter. But she left the room in a huff before things got worst, and went back to the confinement of her own space. "Teenagers and their emo stages." Omalu scoffed, only to be pounded by Ceres.
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