Trending: Vampires

Another day in Paradise

(Zero's POV)

I hate my job. That's all there is to it, and I'm sugar coating it there. I hate everyone that works near me, I hate everyone that breathes around me in that damned building. Why? Because I usually wind up having to fix all of their mistakes. I never get anything done because the stupid girls that are more pretty than smart, which isn't saying much, always ask me to look over it first so the almighty Lord fucking Kaname Kuran doesn't yell at them. He's never yelled, but he's glared harshly a few times.

And since we're on the subject of him, let's give a little info on him shall we? I hate him more than my job. Why again? Because he's a vampire, and one of the most powerful people in the world. He owns over half of every country, has connections to every one, and if he didn't like you, well you might as well say goodbye because you'll never be seen again. Why am I still working here? Because it pays good, and I don't have to do a whole lot. I am the best at the job, not to boast or anything but I'd never once had a typo on my paperwork that I had to do.

That was because I took my time, I didn't fly through it to get done because in the end it would take more time to fix it all over again. Just because I hated the job, didn't mean I wouldn't do what I was supposed to. Now back to the vampire shit.

Not one of the workers were a vampire. We're peasants to those blood suckers. It's like they're the royal court, and we're the common folk to them. They are among the most graceful beings to ever live, said the previous rulers of the world when it was divided up into democracy for the United States, communism for China, and so on and so forth. Well, tell that to the asshole that just spilt his fruit punch looking stuff all over my white shirt.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, running around like a chicken without a head. I simply rolled my eyes and got up to hand in my finished work, only to receive more. Ah yes, Aido Hanabusa. One of Kaname's closest ambassadors, one that absolutely adored Kaname for some unknown reason. "Let me get you a new shirt! Take that one off!" He yelled as I lazily handed in the stack of papers to the receptionist. Believe it or not, he ran out of the room and came back in with a crisp white shirt.

"That's my shirt, Hanabusa." I heard from behind me. He sounded lightly amused by the guy, and I lightly glared at his aura that screamed pure blood. "Go on, he told you to take your shirt off. You must obey him." Lord asshole said and I rolled my eyes again, unbuttoning my shirt as literally everyone in the building watched the exchange. When I removed my now pink shirt, Hanabusa blushed and handed me the shirt. I looked down to see if anything was on me, but it was just my chest and abs. I slipped the shirt on, noticing that it was slightly too big for me.

Grumbling, I rolled the sleeves up and buttoned half of the buttons. "Good! Now I'll go wash this!" Hanabusa said.

"Kiryu, I expect you to quicken your pace on your work." I glared at him when he looked away and walked back to my desk. "Prick." He mumbled so quietly that not even someone standing right next to him would have heard; unless they were a vampire.

"Right back at you, asshole." I mumbled at the same volume. His eyes landed on me, curiously searching for something he'd never find. I simply smirked to myself, continuing my work and ignoring him for the rest of the day. See, there was one thing that no one knew about me, well two or three things but the biggest thing is my most hated thing.

I was a vampire. I'd been bitten at a young age, before my body was strong enough to fight it. Normally when a human is bitten, the transformation is too strong which results in insanity. Somehow, that never happened to me. I'd always resented vampires though, so I didn't want to be associated with their kind. If they caught my scent, every vampire, sane or insane, would come after me for some reason. That's why I had a seal put on me that trapped my inner vampire inside of me, not even the strongest of vampires could smell me.

It was the strongest seal ever, but it could be broken if even the smallest amount of my blood was to be shed. If I got a small knick shaving, a small paper cut, anything that could bring blood would break the seal and put me in danger of being caught. Of course I was also a patrol, one of the 'assholes' that roamed at night to kill any level E vampires, the insane ones that didn't know the difference in feeding and killing. There weren't many of them, but it was something to do, because if I wasn't killing one of them I'd be playing with my gun.

No one knew about that either. I always wore a disguise when I went hunting, a black hoodie and black jeans so they wouldn't know it was me. Not that anyone cared, people were killed everyday, so someone in a black suit and a gun wasn't anything new. Most people didn't even go outside at night, so it was a lost cause for he rogue vampires. One thing that set me apart from everyone else, was that I hated vampires.

Hypocritical I know, but I can't help it. Everyone in the world adored vampires, why I didn't know. They were blood sucking demons, and they marry their cousins. It's strange, their peculiar beings that's for sure. I could tell you, that if Kaname walked into the room we all worked in and asked who would like to be his next mean, every one in here would jump up and offer themselves. Everyone except me.

If I could find another job, I would, but every business just about is run or funded by a vampire. Luckily, my very first encounter with his highness was today, so I've never had to endure that disgusting thing called socialization. I knew he could tell something was different with me, just by the way he looked at me. I probably shouldn't have responded to his quiet words, but I couldn't resist. And it was probably because he seen my vampire hunter tattoo. They don't like that.

Oh well, what else is new?

Okay! Here is the first chapter of Trending; Vampires.

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