Trials of Darkness | By : yume1122 Category: +M to R > Nightwalker: Midnight Detective Views: 1690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Three days passed. I couldn’t sleep
the whole time. At least it rained those first two days, and I could occupy
myself by going out.
Shido had saved up quite a large
nest egg from the days when he ran a private detective agency specializing in
Breed-related cases. He often gave me gifts or spending money, so I took what I
felt to be my allowance. (Technically, part of the money was mine anyway, since
I used to help out around the office, too.)
I went uptown and bought a new white dress.
Surprisingly, it didn’t make my pale skin too noticeable. I couldn’t wait for
Shido to see it, although I knew he’d tease that it was impractical and that I
would get blood on it.
The third morning dawned sunny,
confining me to the church. I spent the morning playing virtual games with
Satsuna, who was almost fully healed thanks to the herb-lore and numerous
“attentions” of the sisters. He’d just beaten me at a shooting game again when
we heard a commotion from down the hall. I stood up and went to the hall door.
I had to jump back as the door was
flung open and an unconscious vampire was carried through towards the intensive
care rooms. I glimpsed a gaping wound in his abdomen which was bleeding freely.
I went back to the couch and sat.
“They’ll have to feed him fast. He was losing a lot of blood.” It was then I
noticed that ‘Suna was paler than usual. He was staring at the floor, eyes
wide. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did you recognize him?”
He turned to me, bewildered.
“Didn’t you? It was Mikao.”
“Mikao?!”
I’d met him years and years ago when I was traveling. He lived at the sanctuary
at Kyoto. “What’s he doing here?”
‘Suna had gotten over his initial
shock. “I don’t know, but that neck wound was serious!”
“Neck wound? I only saw the hole in
his belly.”
“He’s been bitten.”
I couldn’t breath. Bitten?! . . .
What vampire would bite another of his kind in violence? I was stunned. My mind
went blank of everything but disbelief and fear. And yet there was a trace of a
thought at the back of my mind that was starting to twitch.
Suddenly, the hall door burst open
again. It was the Father. He didn’t even spare a glance for ‘Suna and me, but
rushed on toward where they’d taken Mikao. I tried to follow, but he’d locked
the door behind him. My mind swirled with questions now . . . and that nagging
sensation that there was something I should be realizing.
We sat there in silence for a
while. It’s funny; when I was human, any extended silence petrified me, but when
I was turned, it didn’t seem quite so scary anymore –almost as if, now that I
had eternity, I could stand to wait for the next sound I would hear.
After a while, two of the sisters
came and offered to feed us. Because healing sapped so much of his strength,
‘Suna was famished. But I still had that nagging twitch of a thought. I glanced
at the door where they’d taken Mikao and decided I wasn’t that hungry. I
politely refused and left Satsuna to enjoy himself.
I simply sat in the apartment that
afternoon, missing Shido terribly. It seemed that as each moment passed he was
farther and farther away from me . . . and something else was coming closer. A
shiver went down my spine.
I tried to think of something else.
Mikao. It
was disturbing that he’d been bitten. I kept seeing the blank look in his eyes.
If he’d been human, I’d have thought him dead, the way those eyes had stared.
It was almost as if he wasn’t there at all.
Who could’ve – would’ve – done that to him?
There was that nagging twitch
again.
What was Mikao doing in Tokyo
anyway?
Why wouldn’t that twitch go away?!
I sighed and shifted on the couch.
Although our apartment had no windows, I knew it was almost sunset.
Suddenly, I looked up. I wasn’t
alone. There was a presence in the room. I turned myself – made ready for
anything. I saw nothing but darkness. Something brushed my hair. I thought I
heard a low chuckle. I spun as I jumped up. I recognized the presence – it was
the same one I had felt coming closer and closer, as Shido went farther from
me. . . . But I knew it from somewhere else too . . . Behind me!
“Riho!” I
blinked, stunned, as the light poured in from the hall, flooding my senses
along with Father Izawa’s presence. I let out the breath I’d been holding.
Maybe he was what I had felt. I had not slept or eaten since Shido had left;
weakness always made me confused and jumpy. I returned myself to a human
appearance.
“Father, is Mikao alright? What
happened?”
He ignored my questions, frowning
more deeply than I’d ever seen him do. “Please, speak with me in my office,
Riho.” He turned and headed for the stairs.
I hurried after him. “Father? What –“
“Not here, please.” Something was
troubling him.
Mikao? –
It couldn’t be . . . Shido?
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