[to the title; hmm yess the floor is made out of floor]
[TO TITLE; every 60 seconds in africa is one minute in africa]A hand reached out of the door, grabbing her arm, and gently pulling her in. She thought this Shinsen person would be an old man, judging by the way her father wrote to him. Turns out, Shinsen was your average vampire. He could be quite old. Vampires age very slowly, like one hour had passed when one month passes for them. That's sorta over exaggerating but you get it.
Shinsen was a man who looked like a teenager. Long black hair tied loosely in a ponytail, peachy eyes, his pale vampiric skin. He wore a black sweater that had roses on the sleeves, black jeans, and Vans.
"You're that old hag's daughter, aren't ya?" Confused, she only knew one hag and that was her mother. "You mean Loren?" He nods, slightly grinning.
"What's the message, kiddo?" She holds the envelope out, biting her lip slightly. He read the shit, before turning around, yelling, "GET UP, YOU OLD GRAMPS!" She jumped up, confused.
An old man came down the stairs. The old man was exactly like how she thought Shinsen would have looked like. ".. Hmmm..." He skimmed through it. He nods, "(YN), why don't you rest up? It must have taken some time getting from the school to here, no?" She nods quickly, the old man looked at the vampire who stood there, doing nothing, "Aid the girl, Karin." The teenage looking male reddened in embarrassment as he was called by his name, "For the last time, stop calling me that!" The old man was confused, "Oh? But it's your name, is it not?" 'Karin' pouts and drags the girl up the stairs.
"I'm Karin Urakamo. Call me Karin and you're done for." She wondered how old man Shinsen lived if he called Urakamo Karin multiple times. "Urakamo.. How come old man Shinsen is still alive? Didn't he call you that multiple times?" He continued to walk her up the stairs, not letting his grip loosen even if by a bit. "Call me what?" "Karin." ".." She panicked. She quickly changed the topic, asking, "Not to be rude, but how old are you?"
He took a glance at her as he led her to the second floor living room, "Oh? Are you taking interest in me? Oh, finally. Anyways, I'm 16 years old in human years. 20 in vampiric. 18 in demon years." Her face reddened when he said Are you taking interest... Sure, Urakamo was somewhat good looking, but she was going to continue crushing on Ryan. She eyed the velvet chairs, the ceiling accompanied by many webs, a glass table, and the TV that was somehow still intact awkwardly.
"How's the TV working?" He shrugged.
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Shinsen quietly peeked in to check on the two, only to find them asleep. Despite his old age, he wanted to continue playing matchmaker .
Since the two were sitting next to each other, it would be easy for the elderly man. He pushed (YN)'s head onto Karin's shoulder lightly, as to not wake either of the two up. He arranged their hands a little bit, pulling a white piece of string out (QUITE CONVENIENT OLD MAN) and tied their hands together, tight but not too tight to wake them up. He chuckled before leaving quietly.
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Karin screeched when he woke up. He also woke (YN) who also screeched. His face was scarlet red. Quite bright, as it seemed to glow. "DO YOU KNOW HOW TO UNTIE KNOTS?!" She shook her head, that was burning up. The old man opened the door, slightly grinning, "How was your nap? It seems like it was quite lovely." Karin turned to Shinsen, glaring hard, "I know you did this, I swear when I get my fuCKING HANDS ON YOU-" "I doubt you can, seeing your fun situation, child." Shinsen shut Karin up.
Shinsen laughed, "You're going to have to deal with that until you two figure something out." "We're not even fighting over anything! What was the point of doing this to m-us?!" Shinsen turned around, "You need some bonding time with the betriz fray's minister's daughter, young man." "But why?!" Shinsen shrugs before leaving, locking the door to make it worse.
Karin looked back at the heavily blushing girl. He looked at the TV, blushing as hard as the girl. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING FEELING INSIDE OF MY FUCKING CHEST?! Karin thought to himself, taking short glances to the girl. "There's supposed to be scissors around here.." He whispered quietly. "Do you want to go look for them?" (YN) asked, getting a nod as a response. "Alright then,"
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Messenger of Death [DISCONTINUED]
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