56Yes, another story after I crawled out of another crater. Enjoy and review please! :) Also, thanks to WhiteDragonWarrior for alerting me of an error I made.
Chapter: 13
Then Drink
The violin recital had concluded, gaining a round of applause from all who attended the ball. Despite the underlying disturbing theme of the musical piece, Kisara's performance had been well received from England's most rich and powerful aristocracy. She gently placed the violin in its case, withdrawing from the stage, and with a warm smile she allowed her father to gently hold her gloved hand as he proudly introduced her to more eminent people.
Kisara, feeling the strain of being surrounded by many people finally slipped onto the balcony and cursed the oppressive dress she wore; it was white and made from satin, and reached the floor, cut in the fashionable style of the day with a reasonably low neckline and short stylish sleeves.
"Now a young lady such as yourself should not use that despicable language," interjected an affectionate voice. Kisara smiled knowingly as lips caressed her cheek.
"Stop that! Someone might see," She warned, casting a glance at the ball, relieved that no one had witnessed their brief exchange.
"Relax, would you?" Adam replied, leaning an elbow on the balcony rail and grinned at Kisara.
"What's with that big foolish grin?" She asked warily as his warm brown eyes glittered with mischief.
"Let's disappear for a bit," Adam suggested.
"What? Impossible. Father would lock me in a basement until the end of World War 3."
"Don't get ahead of yourself, we're still busy with the first one, the chances of another are rather minuscule."
When Kisara didn't reply he continued, "Within the month your father intends to marry you off to that pompous fool, William, and then you will be stuck giving birth to his deformed offspring – after which you will swallow bleach to try and kill yourself because you never did anything adventurous or outside your comfort zone… don't you want to do something reckless just once, once?"
Kisara considered what he said while chewing on her lower lip; she had yet to tell Adam that she wasn't going to marry William as she intended to accept his invitation to run away together… however, a little fun couldn't result in any serious consequences she decided.
"Okay, let's do it."
Adam had stolen a bottle of wine from the kitchen and they had climbed down the balcony, gripping the vines which snaked across the wall.
Adam was the first to reach the bottom, just in time to catch Kisara as she fell. She stared at the tear in her dress – a long slit which reached her upper thigh; laughing she took a sip of wine and grabbed Adam's arm.
An hour later they were stumbling drunkenly in an alley, laughing and dancing. Adam took Kisara's hand and kissed her properly for the first time, upon her full lips. Kisara cradled his head in her hands, their lips moving until Adam's stopped; his mouth remained pressed against hers. Kisara slowly opened her eyes to gaze at him, and when she did, she screamed.
Her scream abruptly died as she numbly touched his head, vaguely aware of the rest of his body pooled at her feet… his eyes were blank, an expression of shock frozen upon his features. A footstep startled Kisara into dropping the head which was cleanly severed at the neck, to the floor, a dull thud echoed as a soft chuckle could be heard behind her.
"Aw. He gives you his heart and you drop him."
Kisara spun around, a looming figure with dark hair and wicked red eyes sauntered towards her. "Aren't you beautiful…?"
Kisara took a step back and glared defiantly, any grief for the man she loved could be experienced later, "Monster!"
"Close, try 'Malachi'."
Kisara spat at his face and continued to stare angrily at him.
"You're really turning me on with these death glares," Malachi smirked as his fangs extended, "looks like I'll have to do more than just devour you."
In a flash of inconceivable speed, he appeared behind her. His cold hands gripped her waist; Kisara didn't bother screaming as his mouth lowered to her neck and sank his fangs into her flesh. At first she experienced immense pain which instantly dissipated into pleasure, and was engulfed in a warm feeling of euphoria as the world faded away…
"Finally you wake up, you're no fun when you're sleeping," a man with bright acid green eyes said mockingly. Kisara abruptly stood up, only to return to the bed when she realized how weak and faint she was.
"You should take it easy; we have been feeding off of you for about...what… twelve hours?" A woman laughed evilly, "Allyssa by the way."
Kisara's eyes widened as understanding overwhelmed her. She gazed at the puncture marks right above her breasts and felt similar wounds on her neck; her dress had been torn in several places and crimson patches where she had bled patterned what was left of it.
"Hahahaha… she gets it, she gets it!" The green eyed man laughed, sitting on a dining room table. She looked around and realized they were in some kind of basement which consisted of a dining room table and a king-sized bed with black satin bedding. Kisara became aware of dull aches and pains all over her body.
"Ah so you left her alive."
"Koji," Allyssa and the other man greeted as another entered; his bright amber eyes briefly analyzed her.
"Jace, since when do you not finish off our guests?" Koji asked in a mock reprimanding tone as the man he addressed cackled again.
"Well, well, if you kneel before me and beg for your life I will consider releasing you from our company." Koji turned to Kisara and pulled her to the ground so that she stood on her knees before him.
"Never! I refuse!" She hissed, too weak to speak any louder or rise from the undignified position she was in.
"Because there is so much more she can do while she is on her knees…" Jace left the sentence uncompleted suggestively as he stood directly in front of her. He undid the buckle of his belt and was about to unbutton his pants when a dark shadow emerged in the corner, taking the shape of a man with long white hair.
"Sire-" Jace and Allyssa exclaimed, bowing respectfully.
"I apologize Master Seph, for the presence of this human," Koji stated, the word human was said with disdain.
"But she is no longer human." Seph stated emotionlessly; his sharp gaze settled on Kisara, out of them all, he was the one she truly feared.
"Why don't we just kill her? Her Maker clearly doesn't give a shit about her. So let's fuck her up right here and now!" Jace said enthusiastically with an evil grin; Seph's eyes narrowed, "Do not use such filthy language in my presence."
For once the smile abandoned Jace's face as he bowed his head humbly; clearly Seph was the leader here Kisara noted. But what did they mean she wasn't human any more?
After a minute of silence while Seph deliberated he said quietly, "I like her. She will remain."
"WHAT! You're going to let some newbie into our coven; she is another vampire's problem, not ours!" Allyssa fiercely growled; she would not tolerate the presence of another woman. Her mouth twisted into an ugly grimace to reflect her displeasure, as well as suppressed contempt and jealousy over the fact that Master Seph had chosen a favorite.
Kisara felt her heart beat erratically. Allyssa had said it. Vampire.
Ignoring the outburst, Seph approached Kisara who remained erect on her knees; the scene held an ancient ritualistic touch, as if she were preparing to be sacrificed to the old gods, he thought with slight pleasure at being reminded of his time in Atlantis. He rolled back a scarlet sleeve of his old-fashioned robes and bit a blue vein on his wrist, dark red blood started to flow freely.
"Why-?" Jace started, Koji interrupted him and replied, "Although her Maker already turned her, she still needs to drink a vampire's willing blood to complete the transformation."
"How the hell do you know that? You're just a demon," Jace wondered aloud.
"Will you join us, Kisara," Seph continued, "Or will you die here tonight?"
"I choose to live." Kisara replied resolutely, regarding him with unyielding eyes.
"Then drink." He commanded; a corner of his mouth twitched into a slight smile – the first time in two millennia that his face expressed any emotion.
Then Kisara's gaze met icy blue eyes as the rest of the recollection faded from her thoughts.
"I don't like that look on your face," Kaiba stated quietly as he stroked the side of Kisara's face.
"What do you mean?" She asked, feigning innocence.
"I mean your fangs are showing. That doesn't happen unless you're hungry, angry or feel aroused."
"Perceptive," She commented with a sly grin, and then added, "It's really peaceful here. I am pleased you took me with you to Japan."
Kaiba nodded in response, he had to go to Japan for a few days in order to attend a business meeting and decided to invite Kisara along. Currently they were sprawled underneath a cherry blossom tree, the petals fluttering gently in the breeze sporadically; the sweet scent of the blossoms were soothing, and one of the very few pleasures outside of work that Kaiba would admit to enjoying. He sat cross-legged upon the grass with Kisara's head resting on his lap. He lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, feeling her cold skin warm up briefly.
With a grin, Kisara rose into a sitting position and met Kaiba's lips with her own; she allowed her fangs to extend slightly just to nib lightly at the soft flesh. With a delighted moan, Kaiba lifted her up so that she sat on his lap, her knees wound around him as they continued to kiss. Kaiba's hands slipped up her skirt to caress her upper thigh while she grabbed a fistful of his shirt as a sense of urgency enveloped her. She leaned against him, and Kaiba allowed himself to fall back only to hit his head on the tree. "Oww..." he complained and Kisara laughed in response, burying her head in his chest after leaving a trail of swift kisses from his neck.
"Are you smelling me again?" Kaiba asked his eyes accusing before he smirked affectionately.
"I can't help that you smell so delectable."
"You are an animal," he said fondly and kissed the top of her head.
After a moment Kisara sighed, "Go ahead. Ask."
Kaiba paused, "I wasn't-"
"If you say so," She interjected, rolling her eyes knowingly.
"Just one thing-" Kaiba started, "Uh huh, told you." Kisara replied, lazily she stretched and laid on the grass, resting on her right arm. The light caught her and she started to faintly emanate a blue tinged glow.
"I still don't understand how light doesn't affect you," Kaiba asked with a frustrated look in his eyes.
"That's not entirely correct," Kisara said while she absently stared at the clouds, "While the light doesn't harm me, it does make me weaker. My senses aren't as strong during the day as they are at night, particularly my eyesight… right now it's only a little bit better than a human's."
"So any vampire can decide to go tan naked on a Hawaiian beach if they wanted to?" Kaiba prompted sarcastically.
Kisara laughed in response, "Basically – there's just an exception with newborns; they can't go near sunlight for at least 2 decades. However due to the significant weakness induced by sunlight we prefer the night… it's our nature to be nocturnal creatures."
Kaiba nodded, and hesitated, "What did they mean by 'two months'?"
"Ah," Kisara recalled the incident regarding her coven's unexpected arrival, which occurred a week earlier with vivid clarity, she wondered what took Kaiba so long to query about it. He knows it's not good, She decided.
"According to vampire law we can only be familiar with humans as long as they sustain us. I have two months to bite you otherwise I have to end our relationship."
Kaiba was stunned, "Two months? We've known each other officially for three."
Realization dawned upon Kisara. Her coven wasn't aware of how long she had known Kaiba, which raised a few interesting questions. Firstly, Sephy knew everything, why hadn't he corrected Jace, Allyssa and Malachi? She can only assume Koji revealed Kaiba's existence to the coven, the purpose being unclear as he wanted to harvest Kaiba's power. What did he hope to achieve by doing this? And then Kisara understood Koji's intentions; he was growing impatient and used this as a subtle warning that she had two months to complete the task he assigned to her.
Goddamnit.
"Kisara!" Kaiba growled impatiently as she abruptly snapped from her thoughts, "Sorry, got distracted by the leaves… you were saying?"
"I don't want to end our relationship in two months time, but I absolutely am not prepared to become the undead to do so. Is there no way around this little complication?"
"What? No, that's not how it works. Bite you as in feed from you… we can turn humans of course, but feeding is harmless. One little bite ever so often."
Kaiba looked incredulous and arched an expectant eyebrow, "…Okay."
Kisara's face went blank, "Okay? That better be you grasping the facts I just told you… not…"
"Not what?" Kaiba challenged, "I don't mind a little bite as long as it's in a place no one will see." Because the media will become annoying if they even suspect I have a love interest… love bite… haha… Kaiba chuckled softly at his own inside joke and found Kisara glaring darkly at him, her jaw set hard.
"Absolutely not." She replied in a restrained voice.
"It doesn't sound that bad, in fact it even sounds a little… kinky," Kaiba arched a suggestive eyebrow and smirked to soften Kisara, however she was appalled.
"I mean romantic…" Kaiba amended purely to be more 'politically correct' for the female psyche.
"I can't feed from you, I mean you're my boyfriend not… food… you'd be more like a pet than anything else!"
"As long as you pat me, walk me and let me sleep on your bed I'll be a happy dog." Kaiba bit back a growl at the last part, Good thing Wheeler wasn't around to hear me say that, he thought with relief.
Kisara couldn't help but laugh at that. "Seto-"
"I would rather you take a sip now and then, rather than end our relationship so soon – and most certainly rather than become a vampire."
Kisara pursed her lips thoughtfully, "We will not have this discussion now."
The finality of her tone prevented Kaiba from pursuing the topic. He frowned, since when did he allow other people to dissuade him? When did he change like this? How long had it been since he allowed any one else, vampire or otherwise to order him around?
This change was pleasant… yet it displeased him. He considered breaking his relationship with Kisara to preserve what was left of his former, stronger self, but the thought of being without her disturbed him even more.
Okay, time to make a deal. If I act this way with anyone besides Kisara I will cut her loose immediately. I can't have people thinking they can walk all over me. Kaiba decided as his eyes hardened with the finalization of the oath made.
"We'd better go; I have a meeting to prepare for." Kaiba stated coolly, he was back to business Kisara noticed, and followed behind him while unexpectedly he reached for her hand.
I haven't lost him to his former self then. Kisara thought, secretly pleased as she reached up on her toes to kiss his ear and nip it gently.
"Behave!" He reprimanded jokingly as they returned to his limo.
Okay so just to clarify – the first part of this chapter took place in 1900s England before Kisara was turned. The part where Seph used her name isn't a continuity error because he can read minds – not in the Edward Cullen sense lol, but he can experience anything in your mind at his will because he is super old and has super vamp abilities. Thanks for getting this far :D