[1] The Man With No Name

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Silence. That was all I could hear. We were so far into a forest that I'd never seen anywhere, away from the cities. I felt a light breeze from the open window, grazing my porcelain-like skin, whilst my chocolate curls fell neatly over my shoulders to my waist. My piercing, blood-red eyes stuck to the view out of the window, casually looking down at my phone every few minutes.

I watched as the car came to a slow stop outside some rusty, grand gates. Through the bars, I could see a beautiful garden, and even further an old looking mansion.

'He thinks I will like this place?' I scoffed at the thought of my father. Sending me off to an unknown place all of a sudden. The car door opened and stood there was the driver. "We have arrived, Miss Fukui."

"Thank you," I gently stood up and bowed. "Get my bags out of the car and then you may leave."

"Yes Miss," He said monotonously and quickly put my bags on the path. "Would you like me to escort you to the door?"

"No, but thank you. I can manage by myself," I gave a warm smile. "I will see you again soon."

"Goodbye Miss Fukui." He bowed and got into the car. He started the car up, and before I knew it, I was waving as he became a memory.

I grabbed my bags and teleported them with me to the door and knocked lightly. After a couple of seconds, the door was opened by a handsome looking man. His aura was butler-like, wearing his glasses and suit perfectly. His eyes were glowing a bright red, staring down at me.

"Could I help you?" He asked.

"I am Mei Fukui," I smiled. "I have been told that I am staying at the Sakamaki Mansion."

"Please, come in," He opened the door and motioned me to walk with him. "Our butler shall take your bags."

"Thank you," I answered. I walked through the door and looked at the big staircase in front of me.

'Hmm, they have a human here?' I thought as I sensed a heartbeat. We both walked into a room that somewhat looked like a living room. He sat down on a single chair, so I sat on the big sofa beside him.

"Now, Miss Fukui, I am aware that you will be staying with us fo-" Before he could even finish his first sentence, he was interrupted.

"Reiji, who is this?" A redhead asked boldly, appearing in the doorway. He had piercing, bright, verdant orbs and an annoyed expression etched across his face.

"It is extremely rude to intrude on our conversation, Ayato." I assumed Reiji replied, not a hint of anger within his voice, although his expression told differently. "This is Mei Fukui, she shall be staying with us for now. Please treat her with respect."

" Respect? tsk..." Ayato clicked his tongue in annoyance, whilst staring at me. "Why should we let another vampire stay with us? Let alone treating it respectfully?"

"Please excuse his behavior," Reiji bowed, turning towards Ayato. "Miss Fukui is from an aristocrat family and that man allowed it, so do as he says."

"Whatever," Ayato quickly vanished, an angry aura surrounding him. Reiji quickly resumed our conversation.

"Let us carry this conversation on later, I have some things I have to attend to. Before I go, I will show you your room," Reiji started walking up the big staircase, and made a left. After a few turns, he stopped outside of a room. "Here is your room, your bags are already in there. For now, stay in your room until I come and get you."

"Ok, thank you." I bowed as I entered the room. Before I knew it, Reiji was gone.

I sat down on the king sized bed and looked at my surroundings. The walls were a rich, royal purple, with golden patterns layered on top. The bed was pure black, made of a fabric that felt like silk. My bags were at the end of the bed, arranged neatly.

I got up and headed for the door when I felt a presence behind me. "Hmmm? Another vampire in the house? How unlikely~"

I turned around to see another vampire staring me in the eye with a smirk plastered across his face. He resembled Ayato, although he had slightly longer hair and a black fedora, with a red ribbon tied neatly around it.

"Arara~ Bitch Number 2 has finally arrived?" He spoke smoothly, his lips slightly wet from what I could assume was another woman. His slender fingers skillfully twirled a piece of my hair within his hand, his soft movements contrasting with the hunger and lust within his eyes.

"I suppose giving women crude nicknames is one of your past times, no?" I questioned sarcastically, swatting his hand away from my hair. His mouth curled into an amused smile as I took the time to walk across the room and sit at the vanity in the corner. "Vampires like you do not deserve the attention they so desire."

" So, you're feisty... you know that turns me on." He proudly admitted, whispering in a seductive tone beside my ear.

"I think you're forgetting the power I have over you rather than that mortal girl you have caged here." I spat at the snake-like vampire, showing my sharp fangs that had not been visible from afar. Grabbing a burgundy lipstick,  I smoothly applied it, not taking any chance to look at the incubus-like being beside me and looked at myself in the mirror. I smirked at the thought of draining this filthy man, however, a pit grew in my stomach as I realized my true intentions.  

"Ah~ are you here to steal Bitch away from us for yourself? How lewd of you." He chuckled, stepping over to the suitcase that was sitting beside my bed and looked at the name tag that was hanging from the zip. "Mei Fukui? Aren't you affiliated with Raiko Fukui's clothing line?"

"That's my mother," I replied bluntly, getting up from my seat. He leaned against the wall looking directly into my eyes. His skin began to heat up and had a red undertone tied to his cheeks. My eyes lit up in interest, turning to look at him rather than look through the mirror. "These games you're initiating should at least be played, hm?" I strolled over to him and immediately caressed his face. 

"Fufufu~ Are you trying to dominate me, Kyuti?" His change in nickname was suddenly apparent, meaning he had noticed my subtle gestures. He took my wrist and twisted so that I was pinned against the wall, not allowing me to escape, or so he thought. He skillfully removed his fedora and instantly locked lips with mine. He attacked my tongue aggressively, which I returned gladly and ran my hand down his chiseled chest. 

His verdant orbs opened and stared into my own glowing red hungrily, to which I began to trail kisses down his neck, ending at his collar bone. Unusually, he obeyed my gestures, however without restraint nor hesitation, I bit down hard. The man moaned uncontrollably, not trying to keep his muffles in as I drained him of his own aristocratic blood. 

Pulling away, I licked my lips whilst smiling at him sarcastically. He looked back with a lost expression: as if he wanted more. " Thank you for the splendid meal, Hentai-kun." 

Without giving him chance to reply to me, I winked before instinctively teleporting away from the crude man.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 14, 2019 ⏰

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