嫉妬はね。

She’s really confused. Maybe it’s because she’s dealt with an actual pervert before she didn’t think he would actually agree to it? Maybe because of so, she let out a small laugh while she shook her head.  “You’re interesting. I don’t think I caught your name.” 

Seated on a tombstone, his obnoxiously long silver tresses swept the ground. Although his hair stretched further than his backside, the longest of those locks going so far as to rival a length down to his calves, the Undertaker was no lady.

❝ Well, aren’t you quite chipper? Here I thought I was the only who found the graveyard to be pleasant for a stroll. ❞ In fact, he’d lost count of the times somebody had deemed him mad for it. ❝ Are you though~? I fail to see your nails caked in dirt, but who could ever tell? Working the graveyard shift does grace you with a good many sights and wonders, I must say. What did you say your name was again? ❞ He didn’t.

“No, thank you. You sound like a pervert.” She’s calling him out.

    “I’m sure I’ll mourn me loss some other time Laito-san, ask me about it in about one hundred years or so.” At least he wasn’t pushing it too far, she wasn’t in the mood to start a fight tonight. Victoria hummed thoughtfully. “Likewise, I’m sure,” whether or not she meant it was to be decided, “and I can respect that, I won’t press- your business after all. Still, you’re in my territory now and given me position I’m obligated to ask your business at least. Change of place love?”

☾☆ – Oh my, perhaps the other is attractive but another word on that list may very well be insane. Who would actually eat a cat? Suddenly, the Moon Princess doesn’t exactly think that this is one big, cruel joke anymore. What’s worse is that he mentioned humans, could he be a youma?! Panic sets in for Usagi’s in the public eye and this is no place to reveal her identity to those who lurk in the shadows, lying in wait for her to slip up.

“Are you a youma then?” While tone might have been a tad childish and led Laito to believe that she’s a young girl a moment prior, it now takes on the reflexive and crisp sense of authority befitting the future queen of Crystal Tokyo. “I’ll not allow any human to fall victim to such a creature. If you mean to harm anyone, I’ll stop you!”

                that was his CHARM. though insane was a word reaally LIGHT for him, if she must knew how TWISTED he actually was, she would be scared and would run away now that she can. but laito didn’t seem to hide that either, he didn’t care people to find out his REAL nature, and that included being a vampire. why keeping it as a secret when you can brag about it? 

‘ oh my god, are you like hitting on me? ’ ugh. please say yes. ‘ —cause i’ll do it. ’

   ❛   not if you keep your guard up   ,   it’s only dangerous if you allow it to be   .   ❜   then again she did occasionally enjoy the rush of danger   ,   but she wouldn’t exactly consider this dangerous in the slightest   (   just odd   )   .   ❛   a wolf   ?   i’ve heard that one before but   ,   why a vampire   ?   ❜

“Eek!” She’s going to jump back a little now. “Ummm… uhhhh.. t-thank you? C-can I help you?”

The hat was a trick to help keep his hair over his eyes, to shield their hue from certain impetuous individuals. 

❝ Why, thank you~ And what could a fellow hat connoisseur be possibly doing in the graveyard at these hours, mmm? ❞ As an Undertaker, it was also his duty to make sure tomb raiders && corpse violators alike steered clear of cemetery grounds. Only that this lad struck him as neither.

“…Won’t that hurt?” Anri isn’t dense but she would be worried to do that to anyone.

☾☆  – The look of shock that crosses the blonde’s face is indescribable, jaw dropping to the floor as moonlit skin somehow manages to get a few shades paler. Surely he’s joking, right? Usagi’s even ignoring the fact that the red head is super cute, which should be a testament to just how distracted this cruel little joke has her. “Eeeehhhh?! Y-You’re….just kidding, right? I mean who actually eats a cat?”

‘ —i know ligma. do you know bofa? ’

    “Thanks, but I don’t fuck fangs on principle.” Simple, flat out. Was he good looking? Naturally of course, but in her fifteen hundred years or so in living the vampiric charm fangs carried didn’t have the usual effect on her as it did humans. Still, this one was peculiar enough to keep her from just outright sticking a silver coin to his forehead.

    “Name’s Victoria… and you’re not from around these parts I wager? Japan if I hear the accent right, a noble of sorts?”