Mitsuba POV
Now driving silently, I glance out at the reviewer mirror to see that Waylon was still on top of the jeep. He just stood there, blank face, black hair blowing around from the wind. His sapphire eyes seemed spaced out, like he was somewhere else entirely.
I take my eyes off of the mirror and look ahead. There seemed to be nothing there.
"How much longer?" Yu asked, leaning on the door and staring out of the window with a bored expression.
"Should be about ten minutes by the rate were going." Shinoa said, looking ahead and her eyes going suddenly wide.
I follow her gaze ahead on the road to see a vampire. He wore a different cloak than the others, his maroon hair tied into a small braid at the back of his head. He looked at us with a small smile.
"Noble!" Waylon yelled from outside, pulling one of his guns out.
"Ram it!" I yell, and jump out of the jeep, pulling Yoichi with me. I hit the ground hard, bouncing off the cement and sliding across it. A few scrapes and bruises, but I was fine.
I push myself up as Yoichi pulls himself together as well, catching a glimpse of what was happening. Apparently Shinoa also jumped out with Yu and Kimizuki.
I turned my head to see right when Waylon jumped off the back of the jeep, and the noble easily stopped the car with his hand, making the car nearly flip over.
Waylon instantly took both guns out and fired one bullet from each pistol. The noble moved at a speed where we could see nothing but a blur, and he appeared beside Waylon.
"Ah. Your smell is different." He said, taking a whiff of Waylon' neck, which made Waylon grit his teeth, turn around and try to shoot the vampire once again.
The bullet grazed his shoulder, which made him smile largely. Yu came up from behind and took a swing, which the noble blocked with his own sword.
"Damn vampire!" Yu yelled, kicking the noble in the gut, and then trying to slash sideways at him, but the noble quickly recovered and blocked his hit, then grabbing him by the collar and throwing him into a building window.
I grit my teeth and rush forward, trying a cut at it myself, but the noble easily blocked my attack, and slashed at my knees.
I fall on my hands and look down at my legs.
Blood pulsed from my knees, the split skin hit the dirt, making it sting badly. I fall to my side and clench them, letting out a yell of pain.
The noble brought his sword up, and then looked me in the eyes, striking fear into me and causing me to freeze as the sword came down, straight at me.
I close my eyes, some of the others screaming my name in terror. But, I don't hear the sound of metal on skin, instead I hear a loud clang sound.
I slowly open my eyes and find Waylon blocking the nobles sword with both of his bayonets, gritting his teeth and the vampires strength was almost overbearing.
The noble cracked another smile. "Hoh? How prideful." He said.
Waylon glared at he noble, then move the sword in the right position, and while blocking, fired a shot into the nobles shoulder, causing him to stop his attack and take a step back.
Waylon, instead of taking the initiative and killing it like I thought he would, turned around and scooped me up suddenly. I didn't know what was happening, but soon Waylon ran from the noble with me in a princess hold.
I blush heavily, despite the situation. He smells like mint... no don't think about that! He runs behind a car and sets me down, the others were fighting the noble and he rummaged through his bag.
"You should be fighting-" I started, but Waylon covered my mouth with his finger.
"Save strength. It's a deep wound. You should've waited for one of us to back you up, it was reckless." He said, suddenly pouring alcohol on my knees and causing me to yell and hit his shoulder.
"Warn me idiot!" I yelled.
Waylon' expression didn't change, but quickly bandaged each of my legs, as this is happening, I look over the car and see that the noble was leaving, with two other nobles by the looks of it. He didn't kill us? Why didn't he?
Waylon was done and got up, offering me a hand. I stare at the hand for a moment, then frown and use the car to get up. "I can get up myself-!"
I start to say, but Waylon didn't seem to want me sass, instead he grabbed my arm and put it over his shoulder, helping me against my will. I try to push him off, but he doesn't budge even a bit.
"Your pushy." I mumbled.
"I've been told." He said with a plain face.
I sigh and just allow him to help, we walk over to the group, all heavily breathing from the sudden and small fight. Yu looks over at us and becomes concerned.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yeah, Waylon patched me up." I said.
Shinoa inspected my knees and smiled. "This is pretty good handy work for a field patching. This should heal right up." She said, looking at Waylon. "Your pretty good with medicine equipment aren't you?"
Waylon looked away and scratched his cheek with his free hand. "Maybe." He mumbled shyly.
Did he just show some emotion?
The others don't seem to hear him say or do this though, and all look down the road with grim expressions.
"We weren't ready for it... Dammit." Yu said, kicking a stray can on the floor.
Kimizuki looked over at the jeep, now totalled. "And now we have to walk."
Shinoa began to jog ahead. "C'mon, were close anyway. We need to hurry." She called to us.
Waylon looked at me and knelt down. "Get on my back." He said blankly.
I wanted to object, of course, but I couldn't really argue. I would slow us down if he was just helping me with a shoulder, so I reluctantly get on his back, and he stands straight. He carried me as if I weighed nothing, and when he started to run, he ran as if he was carrying nothing.
You really are strong, aren't you, Waylon?
(Soon shit is gonna go down, I'm sure you know what's about to happen in the next few parts! Nonetheless I hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful day!) - MnMs171
BTW!
Who should I ship Yu with? If any of you say Mika, I swear to mother loving Jesus-!

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FanfictionA boy found in a bloody crater. A desperately hopeless future. And of course... a ton of unanswered questions. (All artwork belongs to their respectful owner.)