• CHAPTER 51 - NIGHT STALKER

    You want to see that person again so badly. Just one more time. But then that "one more time" turns into another time...and another time...and another time. You'll cave in eventually, but how much can you tolerate until you do?

    .:{{Kai's Perspective}}:.

    The rush of fresh air couldn't disentangle my thoughts in the slightest fragment. I was ludicrious to do this, but it couldn't be fathomed. I'd beat myself up for it later, but I needed to keep my train of thought. This act could probably put me in Hell...that that I wasn't going to Hell already for killing so many people. And Matsuda would sure run out his voice box on me. Nobody is conscious of me leaving, of me tracking down Arisa. I couldn't just leave her without her pills, she's weak enough as it is.

    I was incapable of finding some way I'd be able to see her without caving in to bringing her back. But I need to leave her where she's safest, and that's away from me. Sure, those stray Vampires are infallibly dangerous, but residing in a house with a Vampire and a half-Vampire is instantaniously more dangerous for her. Both Kira and I have nearly taken her life with our own hands before but she seems to be blind to that. She doesn't insinuate to distress the situation she's been placed in because of me.

    I continued to ascertain Arisa's prepossessing scent but wasn't absolute at where she was. It had gotten swept away in the past couple of weeks. But I was aware at where to check first. I couldn't imagine she'd reside anywhere else, seeing as the orphanage probably disengaged her visits.

    I continued to track, though her scent was weakening as I tracked closer to the orphanage. I finally targeted my destination and stood by the large front door of the orphanage. I was gridlocked in the same spot where she stood out in the dark after I left her. After I sped off in my car, leaving her with nothing more than suitcases, her gym clothes on her, and the parka I put on her. The modulation of her heart ripping was still vociferous and fresh in my mind. I raised my chin a couple of inches and inhaled deeply, tracing Arisa's scent. It was still incredibly faint here, but why?

    I dared to do what I had done when I took Arisa from the orphanage that fateful night. I teleported up to the window and stood on the outside on the windowsill, trying to dormant any of my shadow from showing through the window. Chi, I assumed, was in her bed and was fast asleep along with all the other kids in the room. I damn near busted through the window when I took notice of Arisa's empty bed. No wonder her incense was so faint; she was gone.

    "s**t," I hissed under my breath, vaulting off of the window and berthing noiselessly on the sidewalk.

    I cascaded around the building several times, checking every window and inhaling deeply to establish whether she was truly there or not. Nothing. Did somebody make off with her, perhaps? Was she adopted? No, she couldn't have possibly been adopted at this age. Was she...?

    "No!" I blustered at myself, discontinuing myself from finishing.

    She's not dead. She couldn't die that easily. But...maybe she could. I growled at myself from deep in my chest and teleported to the roof of the orphanage. How could I give myself the permisson to assume things like that? It's ludicrious. She should be safe here. After all, Akatsuki was the hunter of the city.

    I gridlocked myself again after conceiving my sudden epiphany. Of course. If she were to be anywhere else but the orphanage, it would surely be at Akatsuki's. Akatsuki was Arisa's friend, her sister's beau. She could confide in him with anything. It would most likely be him she turns to now for help.

    After checking to transmit the pills were still in my pocket, I dashed on the rooftops swiftly, headed towards the apartment where my survival was up for auction.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    Standing at the back of the apartment Akatsuki was residing in, I glued my eyes onto the window where I was more than certain Arisa was sleeping. The moon beams emulated from the window and back into the sky. I plastered myself where I was for what felt like forever even to me. My hands were stowed away in my pockets and I continued to debate with myself. I can't risk her waking up and seeing me, I can't risk Akatsuki seeing me, but I can't allow Arisa to go on without her pills. She doesn't have the money right now to renew her prescription.

    I took a prolonged breath after debating for another time and I closed my eyes to teleport quietly into the guest bedroom of Akatsuki's apartment. As soon as I peeked my eyes open, they donned upon the highest delicacy I had seen in nearly two weeks. A jolt caused me to perk upright, only realizing I was unconsciously fighting back the desire to carry her away. She was...she was beautiful. The moon beams that managed to seep through the window emulated off the mirror and dimly onto her face, donning her complexion. I felt the jolt again and growled at myself quietly, but not out of regret. This jolt was for something different; her scent. Now that I was present in the same room as she, her scent was overwhelming. I cupped my hand over my nose and mouth and attempted to breathe as little as possible.

    Once I was fiinally able to hold sanity of myself, I inched closer. I was inquiring myself whether or not I myself was dreaming. She was right there, fast asleep in the bed. I rounded the foot of the bed inaudibly and deliberately until I was at her side of the bed. She wan antiquated from such a deep sleep. I mused at her in awe as her shoulders lugged up and down as she was lying on her side. I made out subtle thumps throughout the cramped room, only to note that it was her steady heartbeat. The only other sound other than her voice that infatuated me to her. I was consummating how much more I was in love with her.

    Before I was about to sidewind off track, I burrowed into my pocket and stealthily removed the pills from inside. I hesitantly landed them on the end table next to Arisa's head along with a smaller object, pondering again if I should take her and the pills back home. Another part of me spoke up and reminded me of why Matsuda and I made the decision to leave her here.

    "I'm sorry," I whispered under my breath.

    Leaning over very slightly, I extended my hand out cautiously to reach for her face. Just one touch. Just one more touch is all I need and I will be gone forever. I would never intervene in her life again. As much as it still hurts me, it's what's best for her. My hand stretched inch after inch until my fingertips gracefully touched her cheek. It didn't faze her, but her heart quickened only slightly. I dared myself again and cupped my hand against her cheek, my whole hand, and kneeled down. She inhaled sharply, almost like a gasp, and her heart raced wildly. Her cheek was inflamed with fever and her eyes were still closed, only making me assume she thought she was dreaming. She breathed in stutters, as though she were on the margin of mourning.

    I had taken it too far. It was becoming more and more difficult to resist taking her back. It was phantom pain, but I could have sworn that my heart lacerated in two. Arisa held her breath subtly, still dormant in her deep sleep. I could only assume Akatsuki had doused her with cold medicine for the nighttime. I cautiously caressed my thumb against her cheekbone in the lightest way. She was sweltering lightly and breathed a little deeper.

    A sliding noise and a click in the night stopped me where I was, but not out of fear. I was knowledgeable of this happening anyways. I peered over to my right and was looking down the barrel of Akatsuki's Anti-Vampire gun. His mind was going psycho with profanity aimed strictly at me.

    "Get up," he hissed, "And get your filthy hands off of her."

    I remained plastered where I was, only peering at him through the corner of my eye. I deviated my attention from him and back to the still unconscious Arisa. I prolonged to take in every detail of her complexion once more. Obviously Akatsuki couldn't care less. He depressed the barrel against my temple and his grip on his gun tightened and he clenched his jaw.

    "If you don't remove those murderous hands from her then I will be more than happy to shoot you where you are," he hissed below his breath in a whisper.

    "Will you?" I challenged in a whisper, "Will you have the stomach to shoot me when Arisa's right here?"

    Arisa breathed out a deep sigh, nearly triggering me to bite into her. Her sweet breath sweeped across my face and the incense of her blood came with it. I held my breath again and kept tense as I waited for the unexpected urge to drive by. With a small groan, Arisa shifted and reached her hand to her cheek. Just as she almost caressed my hand, I withdrew quickly and mounted up straight with Akatsuki's gun still at my temple. I walked past Akatsuki, ignoring his presence, and headed back towards the window of the room.

    "You have some guts," he started, "to just drop her off at the orphanage with nothing but the clothes on her back and a couple of suitcases you heartless son of a b***h."

    "It's something you wouldn't understand," I hissed at him, "Do you think I wanted to do that? Do you not acknowledge that I'm on the edge of taking her back with me right now?"

    Akatsuki's gun was aimed at my head once more. There's a possibility to try to reason with him and to make him understand the situation at hand between Arisa and I, but there would be no way he would believe me. Arisa was incapable of explaining because she was still as clueless as she was when I left her. The anti-Vampire substance in the air was gradually weakening me, granting me the desire to bite into Arisa more and more. I advanced backwards more towards the window and Akatsuki didn't follow me closer. He knew the air was effecting me gradually.

    "I would explain things to you, but now's not the time," I mumbled. We were trying hard to keep our voices in a whisper or a little higher.

    "I'd have shot you before you speak to me again," his finger tightened slightly against the trigger.

    "I'd give you a message to give to Arisa," I sighed, "but I know you won't give it to her."

    s**t, I could feel the monster in me coming back up with the foul air. I had to end this abruptly before Arisa's hurt. I glided over to Akatsuki angrily and he instanty compressed his gun against my throat. I grappled the gun and held it afar and braced the collar of his shirt, my eyes slowly fading to crimson. Akatsuki still wore confidence on his face, only pissing me off more.

    "You're a demon, Uketomeru," he hissed at me.

    "You promise one thing, and I don't care who you promise it to," I hissed at him, "You better protect Arisa with all of your goddamn life and abilities. If she is so much as on the brink of death, you're the one I'm coming after."

    While still holding Akatsuki's gun, I depressed the barrel against my temple on my own. I challenged him, patience taking its place as I waited for him to witness if he'd have the guts to shoot.

    "I'll shoot you for sure," he hissed again, "the next time you screw things up."

    "Go ahead," I granted.

    I pushed the gun away and advanced backwards once more after I heard Arisa groan again. The warm of her cheek still lingered on my palm, and her heartbeat was forever locked in my mind. I glared at Akatsuki one last time before I vanished from his apartment and onto the sidewalk. The dawn was attempting to peek through the night sky at the edge of the horison. The monster was calming down after a few minutes of fresh air. I was absolutely positive that I would have arrogated Arisa without a doubt if Akatsuki hadn't intervened.

    So I sprinted back to the house, leaving with Arisa her pills and her vacant engagement ring.