Sailor Moon and Kimmi 1x1
 

He was weak the day that he saw the girl walking in the forest, and it didn't help that the wind blew her scent right in his face. He was fairly new at being a vampire, and had not learned to control his thirst. One whiff of her scent was all it took to send him chasing thepoor girl down. Eventually, he caught her, draining her of all her blood. When he realized what he had done, it made him sick to his stomach that he had killed such an innocent human being.

He stayed in the shadows during her funeral, only coming out after everyone had left, placing a white rose on her grave.

Years pass, and the vampire has learned to control himself, but he never forgot that poor girl. One day, he sees her, lying in the forest unconcious and hurt. To his surprise, she's an angel. Feeling bad, he takes her in and bandages her cuts. She eventually wakes up, but will she remember him? And will he be able to keep himself from sucking her blood again?


The Angel:

http://i818.photobucket.com/albums/z...girl_angel.jpg

Name: Mira
Age:19 years old

((EPIC!!! XD I love the pic. *nodnod*))
Name: Isamu
Age: Looks 22, but is 150 years old! :O
Race: Vampire.
Appearence: Isamu has reddish brown hair. There are 2 locks of hair on either side of his fac that go down to his chin, but the rest is 2 inches shorter. He has dark brown eyes that turn red when he's, er.... "thirsty", and usually wears a black jacket with buckles on it, (kind of like the Vampire Jacket on Roliana, but the buckles are silver. XD) a black T-shirt that says "Glomp Me and DIE!" on the back, black jeans, and black tennis shoes. He also wears black gloves to cover his hands. Isamu is a bit pale, and also has a scar on his neck from when he was bitten, a few scars on his back from a fight with a vampire hunter, and a larger scar on his chest from a childhood accident.

((Do you want to make the first post? You could post how she got hurt and stuff. XD If not, I can make the first post. It doesn't matter to me. XD))

((I can go ahead and post))

One summer day, Mira was walking through the forest, going home after a long day in collage classes. She thought about getting home and doing her homework and then to rest for the day.

Isamu sighed as he stepped outside, his chocolate brown eyes tinted with red. He needed blood, because he hadn't drank in days. He then saw the young girl walking through the forest, and he froze. He turned to go back in his house, but before he could, the wind picked up, and it blew her scent right in his face. He smelled just a little, but that was all it took to make him lose control. His eyes suddenly turned a bloody red, and his fangs grew a bit longer as he took off after her.

He couldn't stop himself.... She just smelled so heavenly, he couldn't begin to imagine how her blood would taste. He swore to himself to never take an innocent life....

But her scent- it was driving him insane to just stand there and let her pass.

He couldn't stop himself, it was like he had no control over his body as he ran after her- like a lion chasing its prey.

Isamu hid in the shadows before grabbing her from behind. Nobody was around, which was good since vampires were supposed to be myths. Making sure she couldn't turn around, he then sunk his fangs into her neck, closing his eyes and starting to drink her blood.

It was heavenly, the best blood he had ever tasted and he couldn't pull away and stop drinking such delicious blood.

But he had to if the girl was to survive, but he couldn't focus on anything but the young woman's sweet, delicious blood.

When all of her blood was gone, Isamu pulled away, now completely full. Only when he opened his eyes did he realized what he just did. He killed her! Tears were in his eyes as he fell to his knees, holding her as he looked at her dead body. She seemed so young.... and she was kind of cute. She probably has a family that loves her.... She was probably on her way home, and I attacked her when she did nothing wrong! Isamu felt like a monster, which made him sick to his stomach. He saw her driver's license fall out of her purse, and he picked it up, looking at the address before picking her up and running to the address.

He stayed in the shadows, placing her on the porch. "I'm sorry," he said softly, his voice deep and soft. Standing up, he ran back to the woods before anyone had a chance to see him. Her name on the driver's license was burned into his memory, like a scar. "Mira....." he said softly, "Please forgive me....." With that, he ran home at full speed, locking the door behind him as he tried to forget what he had done to Mira.

But he never did.

Isamu came after the family left. He held a white rose in his hand, and he placed it on the grave. He felt awful for what happened, he had killed her and taken her away from her family because he was too weak to resist her scent! He was a monster, and above all, a murderer. He had murdered an innocent human without attempting to pull away. Granted, his thirst was basically controlling him, but that sounded like a pitiful excuse to Isamu.

Looking up at the sky, he closed his eyes and prayed that she had made it to Heaven. Tears were in his eyes when he opened them, looking at her gravestone sadly before going home.

That day, he vowed to only interact with his own kind unless absolutely necessary- at least until he learned to control himself better. After that day, he became withdrawn and distant, not even talking to his best friend about what had happened, even though he was a vampire as well. The whole experience had traumatized Isamu, but he kept Mira's memory alive by visiting her grave every Sunday and placing a single white rose on her grave.

Years later

Mira was an angel now, randomly wandering the earth from time to time. She walked to the same forest she had died in, knowing a vampire bit her. "I don't know if I am suppose to hate him," She said to herself,"But...I don't. I pity him." Suddenly she was attacked and left for dead again, but she was still alive.

Isamu was much better at controlling his thirst now, and only fed on murderers, kidnappers, and other criminals that never got caught. He had slowly began to talk to people again, but it had been so long that he almost forgot how. He was going to visit Mira's grave, his white rose in hand when he saw a young girl lying on the forest floor. He ran over to her, checking for a pulse before realizing who it was.

Mira, the girl he had so wrongly killed years ago was now hurt, lying in front of him. "It can't be...." he murmured, studying her face. "But... it is...." Feeling bad that she got hurt twice in this forest, he picked her up bridal-style, carrying her into his house and placing her on the bed in the guest bedroom.

The guest bedroom was like a seaside resort, with a blanket that had a scene of the sun setting over the ocean, with blue and white pillows. There was also a desk, an armchair, a dresser, and a nice closet as well. As he stood, bare footed, on the wooden floor, (he had ran out barefoot) he wondered who could've hurt her this time. Deciding to figure it out later, he got his first aid kit from the bathroom and bandaged her cuts. He saw the scar of where he bit her, which confirmed that it was her. But how was she alive and walking the Earth?

Isamu blinked. Oh, it was definitely her. He would recognize that voice anywhere. It was burned into his brain like her name and the image of her lying dead in his arms- Isamu pushed the depressing thoughts out of his mind and forced himself to focus. "I'm sorry... about what happened before," he said softly, "I didn't mean to bite you, but the wind blew your scent right in my face.... I couldn't resist, and I'm so sorry about that..... It's because of my weakness that you're dead," he said softly, looking down at the floor, his hair hiding his face. "I'm not surprised you're an angel.... You seemed so innocent the day you died...." He sqeezed his eyes shut, as his words brought back bitter memories. "My name.... is Isamu Cross," he said softly, opening his eyes and forcing himself to look at her. "I got a glimpse of your name on your driver's license- that's how I got you home after you died. It's Mira... right?"

Isamu blushed a little, looking at Mira with a confused look on his face. "You.... don't? Really? That's.... very kind of you. Thank you.... I've felt so guilty about what happened..." Isamu blushed a little more, looking to the floor again. "I'm happy that you don't hate me for what I did. I don't deserve such kindness from you.... I'm a monster...." He sighed, looking into her eyes. "But for your sake, I'll try to cheer up. I don't want your stay here to be uncomfortable." With that, he forced himself to smile softly at her before sitting in the armchair.

ooc: Awww. Poor Isamu. :(

Isamu smiled a little when Mira came and patted his back. It felt good... "Thank you Mira. It's nice to hear that somebody doesn't think I'm a monster," he told her, smiling softly. "Wait- you can read minds?" he asked, raising an eyebow. "That's... amazing, to say the least. As for where you'd go.... You are welcome to stay here. It's pretty lonely here, and I could always feed more often so I wouldn't be tempted by you," he told her, blushing a little. "That.... didn't come out right."

ooc: AWWW!!!! :3

"Still, that's amazing," Isamu told her, smiling gently. "Guess I'll have to be careful around you," he joked- something he hadn't done in a long time. "A friend..... That sounds wonderful. Thank you.... I haven't talked to a lot of people since you died. I needed to control myself better before I could fully trust myself around humans again. And I don't mind at all if you stay. It will be wonderful to not be so lonely all the time." Slowly, but surely the old Isamu was coming back. But it would take a while for him to be back to normal... Still, him joking around was a good sign. "Are you hungry? I might have to go to the store to get some food... It's not that neccesarry for me to eat, so I don't keep a lot of food around."

Isamu smiled, and he nodded. "Sure. I have no clue what you like to eat, so I'd love it if you would come," he told her, standing up and starting to head out to the living room. He stopped at the door, looking back at her. "You coming?" he asked, stepping aside so she could exit the room.

Isamu smiled back, walking out to the living room and grabbing his wallet before looking at the keys to his motorcycle. (Yes, he has a motorcycle, and I'll have to find a pic for it. XD) Deciding against it, he then got some socks from his room, and put them on along with his black sneakers and jacket.