(Meariri) (Kirasaya) Crimson Nocturne

Training (Part One)

In the early morning light, Ririka stood at the training ground, flanked by Yumeko and Mary. The targets moved with astonishing speed, darting sharply from left to right, their movements reminiscent of high-tech machinery.

It was a challenging display of kinetic vision that was supposed to push Ririka's abilities to the limit. 

Though as a vampire, her abilities easily surpassed the capabilities of even the most prodigious of mortals.

Raising her precision rifle, with the crisp air filling her lungs, Ririka took a moment to aim. Her focus was unbroken, her breath steady.

Then, with a calculated pull of the trigger, she unleashed her shot.

The bullet sliced through the air, flawlessly tracking the rapid and unpredictable movements of the targets.

But that was only the beginning of the spectacle. The bullet continued its path, seamlessly penetrating each subsequent target with resounding accuracy, creating an astonishing display of marksmanship.

Six targets, moving with high-speed precision, were pierced right through the center, forming a perfect bullseye in each one.

Yumeko, ever the actress, couldn't contain her amazement. "Oh, Hinata, that was absolutely incredible! I've never seen anything like it!"

Mary, on the other hand, was utterly stunned, her disbelief evident on her face. She muttered under her breath, "This is beyond human capabilities."

"Fumihito really wasn't lying about your kinetic vision. It's...freaking amazing."

"Thank you," Ririka replied, her voice changing as it filtered through the voice modifier, making it sound robotic.

"Hey, why not you remove your mask? I don't really know why you always wear it everywhere," Mary suggested. Before Ririka could respond, Mary strode forward and reached up to remove the mask.

As she did, a sudden gust of wind swept through the training ground, causing their hair to billow around them. Their eyes met, and in that fleeting moment, it felt like the world had paused.

Their faces were inches apart, and Mary found herself gazing deeply into Ririka's eyes. It was a mesmerizing connection, one that neither of them had expected. The intensity of the moment made their hearts race, and their cheeks flushed with a sudden rush of warmth.

Quickly, they both looked away, breaking the spell that had momentarily bound them. Mary's fingers lingered where the mask had been, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't help but wonder what secrets lay behind that mask, and why the enigmatic Ririka always hid her face.

Both of them blushed, a shared understanding passing between them in that brief exchange.

Something unspoken had ignited between them, a spark of curiosity and attraction that would soon grow into a deeper connection neither of them could have anticipated.

The sudden, charged moment left both Mary and Ririka slightly flustered, their heartbeats echoing loudly in their ears. Clearing her throat, Mary tried to regain her composure.

"Um, well," Mary stammered, her cheeks still tinged with a rosy hue, "Maybe we should, you know, get back to training or something."

Ririka nodded, her voice still sounding robotic, though there was a subtle hint of embarrassment in her eyes. "Yes, training. That's what we're here for."

With that, they both turned their attention back to the training exercises, but a newfound tension lingered in the air.

The undeniable connection they had felt in that brief moment continued to simmer beneath the surface, promising more unexpected moments in the days to come.

*****

Later in the day, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Yumeko found a quiet corner in the Sanctuary. 

She closed her eyes and focused her thoughts, channeling her unique form of magical communication that allowed her to reach out to Kirari, even from a distance.

In her mind, she formed a mental image of the training ground, of Mary and Ririka sharing that electrifying moment. Yumeko's thoughts transmitted the emotions and the atmosphere of that encounter as if she were relaying it in person.

Kirari, in the heart of the kingdom, received Yumeko's message with her eyes closed. She sat in her grand chamber, her senses attuned to Yumeko's mental communication.

As the vivid imagery and emotions flooded her thoughts, a sly smile crept onto her lips. She could practically feel the intensity of that moment between Mary and Ririka.

When the transmission was complete, Kirari opened her eyes, her gaze distant as she pondered the newfound development. She knew that the dynamics of their little group were evolving, and it intrigued her.

With a sense of anticipation, she began to formulate her next moves, her thoughts tinged with the thrill of the unexpected.

As Kirari allowed a sly smile to grace her lips in response to Yumeko's conveyed message, Sayaka, who had been quietly reading nearby, looked up from her book. She noticed the subtle, knowing expression on Kirari's face, and her curiosity got the better of her.

"Kirari," Sayaka inquired, her eyes filled with a mix of concern and intrigue, "What's going on? You seem rather pleased with something."

Kirari turned her gaze toward Sayaka, her brilliant blue eyes locking onto her wife's deep violet ones. With a playful glint in her eye, Kirari leaned closer to Sayaka, her voice low and conspiratorial.

"Well, my dear," Kirari purred, "It seems our little group of vampire hunters is becoming quite fascinating. There's something... intriguing happening between Mary and Ririka."

Realisation dawned upon Sayaka and her eyes widened in shock. "What? The vampire hunter and Ririka?"

Kirari nodded in response, her smile retaining its enigmatic quality. "Indeed."

Worry crept into Sayaka's voice as she considered the implications. "Will Ririka be okay? If she brings Mary back here..."

Kirari gently cupped Sayaka's face, her eyes locked onto her wife's with a deep, unwavering affection.

"My love, I would move mountains to protect you, and I would do the same for Ririka. If she chooses Mary as her mate, I promise you, we will ensure their safety here. Our love will always be our sanctuary."

Sayaka couldn't help but chuckle softly. "You're always so dramatic."

Kirari's eyes twinkled with affection as she responded, "Dramatic or not, I love you."

Sayaka leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to Kirari's cheek. But before she could pull away, Kirari gently caught her by the chin and pulled her into a loving and passionate kiss.

In that sweet moment, their worries faded into the background, replaced by the depth of their affection for each other.