#michhyakuya

michhyakuya

With a grunt, Ferid unceremoniously dumped the body he was carrying on his shoulder against the wall of the dark alley. A young woman, in her twenties perhaps, unlucky enough to have been walking alone in the dead of night through a secluded path.

The perfect abductee, in other words.

A swift jab had been all it took to knock her out and carry her here, and now Ferid bent eagerly over the woman, pushing her collar aside to reveal a smooth, unmarred neck which he quickly sank his fangs into. Blood gushed into his mouth as his canines punctured her skin and he drank deeply, enjoying the feeling of his strength returning after almost a week of starvation.

The taste of the woman’s blood was nowhere near the wonderful sweetness of blood harvested directly from younger humans, but it served to slake his thirst all the same. Sated, Ferid raised his head from the woman’s neck and stood, drawing his tongue quickly over his crimson-stained lips to lick away the clinging blood droplets. In front of him, the woman continued to draw breath shallowly, not yet drained to the point of death. The smell of blood wafted faintly off her, unnoticeable to most but an irresistible temptation for a vampire. Perfect.

While the newly established Hyakuya Orphanage was coming along rather nicely--especially with Tasuku and Chrono’s help day-after-day--they were still incredibly short staffed. Amongst around 30 children, the two “founders and their two regulars were slowly whittling themselves out. And even though Yuu had been meaning to put out some fliers for employment, it had always slipped his mind at the end of each exhausting day. Who knew that taking care of little kids was this much work..?! It was definitely on par with being a soldier considering how careful you had to be on your feet... Speaking of keeping your guard up, in that very moment before supper, a dramatic episode was escalating quickly, shrilled voices screaming and crying out as a triad of orphans swarmed around Mikaela’s legs, clinging and pulling desperately. One seemed to be actually crying while the other two were livid and upset. 

“Mikaaaa-Niiiiii....!!! She pushed me!” ”WAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! UWAAHHHHHHHHH!” “Yeah!! I saw!! And they all called me bad names and pulled my hair!!”

No sooner did they voice their complaints did the second storm intrude on the conversation, almost bulldozing Mikaela over from the front, pulling at his apron and trying to swipe and grab at the other sniveling children.

“No we did not!” “They’re lying, Mika-nii! They’re being crybabies!” “Tattle tails!”

And in the midst of the roaring, childish wailing, one of them had the courage to climb up atop the stair railing, smirking mischievously as he held up his colorful weapon. Aiming true with a voiced sound effect (”BANG!”) did he fire off a dart from the toy cross bow, smacking Mikaela right upside his head.

After that is when the room garnered a deadly silence, interrupted quickly by the loud laughter from the child that had fired the shot.

”Stuuupid! I gotcha gooodd!! Hahahaha!”

And in the meanwhile, Yuu could only watch from the side-lines, completely aghast as he awaited some sort of eruption from the other.

“--Mika... Hey, Mika! Over here!” In their temporary position of scoping out the city, in somewhat of a relief effort to find those in need, Yuu was up for doing whatever he could in towards helping out (call it his bleeding heart). From searching high and low, to moving around rubble and debris, though he was exhausted come each day’s end, it was better than just sitting around and twiddling his thumbs. He and Mikaela had plenty of strength and endurance to spare; they could definitely put it all to better use this way.  Waving over the other to the side of a rickety warehouse, Yuu raced around back and poked his head in through a cracked window left open. A bunch of small children were all curled up inside, sleeping and laying about, looking no worse for wear, probably listless from empty stomachs. 

   There was something that still needed answer. Answers he needed to have, and intended to get.

Locating the name in question wasn’t that difficult to manage, going by the family name he’d suspected - and there were only two entries.

Calling >>> Mikaela Hyakuya

The soft ringing would cease; the only cue he needed.

I promised Mikleo I wouldn’t venture out too far, but..

For all that forcing everyone into the city, there was little wrong with it, apparently. It was oddly... comforting. At least there was nothing to worry about. When was the last time someone could wander through a city and not have to worry about impending death?

        “Yuu-kun must be bored though. It’ll be easy to keep him out of trouble here, I guess”.

A moment too soon: for but a second, he’s wondered if it had been an illusion, or simply a case of mistake identity. But across the emptied plaza, that figure was familiar... too familiar. Wasn’t that Yuu’s family? Mikaela Hyakuya...

When did he get here? Or... was he here before Yoichi?

Unfortunate timing; he was lacking his proper gear to tackle the vampire with... Just a wooden bow and arrow. That would do nothing against him. But knowing the man was someone important to Yuu... he didn’t want to kill him. But he had to think on his feet; that man had almost abducted their teammate right in front of the entire squad, he wasn’t about to let it happen a second time.

      Maybe if he could just incapacitate him somehow, talk to him. They could come to an understanding; this was a world not ravaged by their war. Surely there was room for negotiations.

That wooden weaponry inched upwards, aimed at the target with his breath held. as soon as Mikaela would walk into the line of fire, he has to shoot.