"Touche," he smiled. "Rest now my sweet, I will be here till morning. When the sun shines, I must hide. Till then rest, may the sweetest of dreams fill your slumber on this night." he said ever so softly. He began to softly hum a tune, something he had heard but when and where he had long since forgotten. He watched her and held her, never wanting this night to end.

Lillianna smiled and sighed softly and slowly fell asleep in his arms. She dreamt of him and her dancing in the moonlight. But there was a shadow lingering in the distance, growing closer and closer. Almost like an on-coming doom. She twitched slightly in her sleep, almost as though her dream was turning into a nightmare. She did not wake-up until morning, there were marks on her arm as though someone was grabbing her and trying to take her away. She sighed and put her head on her hands, looking around for him. She remembered that he had to hide in daylight. She looked outside and saw the sun pouring in through her window. She sighed softly and went to take a shower, thinking about the man from last night. She relaxed in the water for a bit before she got out and got dressed in her work uniform. Her uniform was that of a waitress, she wore a white button down top and a black skirt and black heels. She curled her hair slightly and put on her black long coat before heading off to work.

Vampires were stronger than humans, but also weaker. While the benefits of undeath included strength, speed and durability, there were inherant weaknesses. Not one child of the night could even stand the touch of the sun for more than a few seconds. The suns rays would burn even through clothing. Its not the fact that vampires needed to rest, but during the days there was simply nothing else to do. At the first crack of dawn, lament had laid her head down and looked for a place to hide. The only suitable place he found was under her bed. He let his eyes close, the only vision he had was her smiling and laughing with him. Her eyes continued to stare at him, warming his non beating heart. Right now he was powerless, but come nightfall he could be with her once again.

Lillianna had a hard day at work. With college being out for winter break, there were students in there all the time now. She was getting hit on left and right until she got off. Though she was able to rack up quite a bit in tips. She finally got off and headed home, hoping she would be able to see him that night. She had no clue that he was under her bed the entire time.

He couldn't rest, his eyes were filled with visions of her. The way she laughed the way she smiled, he tried to turn over once and found that the bed was too close to the ground. So he spent the rest of his remainder of thinking of how not to scare her once she got home. He had no idea where she had gone to during the day, but he took solace in the fact that she would be safe from his kind. He wondered if he had done the right thing, as far as he knew any of his kind that had told their secrets to humans usually ending up turning their "pet". He wouldn't do anything like that, he couldn't. She was no pet, she was a human. One that actually seemed to care, one he would now protect with his life.

The sound of jingling keys an an opening door could be heard down the hall from her room. "Ugh.." she sighed softly, placing her keys on the table by the door. She went towards her room to get a change of clothes. She kicked off her shoes and rubbed the soles of her feet. She stood back up and unzipped her skirt, pulling it off before pulling off her shirt. She changed into a pair of jeans and a different shirt.

He heard the keys and the door open. He smiled as he caught her scent, she was safe. He turned his head and saw her feet standing by the bed, he was about to speak when he seen a piece of clothing hit the floor. Shocked, he quickly turned his head the other way. If he could have blushed he would have. He heard some more rustling and assumed that she was getting dressed again. He looked and seen a that the sun had another hour or so before he could rise. He decided to speak, "Excuse me,"

Lillianna yelped when she head his voice under her bed. "Lament?" she asked, pulling her shirt down and getting on the floor to see him. "Were you under their the entire time?" she asked, laying on her stomach to see him better. Her hair was up in a messy bun with her bangs down in her face. She looked up at her window and pulled the curtains to block out the sun as much as she could.

"yes I have been, I am sorry for any convience. I lingered to long here and could not make it back before the sun rose. I am terribly sorry." he said, he could see her eyes through the mess of hair and all seemed to fade. His ignorance of the time, how foolish he had been, nothing mattered anymore. He smiled at her,

Lillianna giggled and shook her head. "It's fine." she said, smiling at him in return. She was glad that he was still there because she wanted to see him. "Did you sleep there?" she asked, looking at how under her bed might be uncomfortable. "You know, I can raise this if you want." she told him. "The bed skirt would keep the sun out still." she added.

"Well we really don't sleep like you humans do, but yes I did rest here. You don't have to make any special allowances for me, after all I am a guest in your house remember." the sound of her voice continued to calm him, making him feel like a man once again.
"But I do have one question for you, what time is it? I seem to have misplaced my watch." he made a little pouty face and then laughed hoping to make her laugh as well.

Lillie started laughing and she looked up at the clock on her wall. "It's about 6 in the evening." she replied. "I was at work all day." she yawned, laying her head on the carpet. She smiled at him sleepily, "There were so many college kids there." she told him. "Ugh..." she sighed, closing her eyes. She yawned again. "Oh, I'm sorry." she said. "They just had me running back and forth all day long." she told him.

He took a glance out from under the bed. The sun was just barely creeping in, he might be able to get out if he was careful. He crawled his way out towards her careful to avoid the deadly sun. After he got up he stretched and cracked his neck.
"Ah, now this is much better," he chuckled,"I was beginning to feel like a genie." He looked down at her, her face so lovely her eyes so beautiful. "Do you have any food in your apartment?" he asked as he extended his hand to help her up.

Lillianna smiles and nods. "Yes of course." she replied, taking his hand so she could get up. "Hold on, let me make sure it's safe." she said, slowly letting go of his hand to go close the curtains and hang up some darker ones to block out the sun more. "Okay! It's safe!" she called back to him from the kitchen.

"Why thank you. You have been a most gracious host." he said. When he got to the kitchen he simply stoped and looked at her. Then he strolled over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, "What would you like Lillianna?" he asked his eyes looking into hers.

Lillianna was leaning against the wall when he came up to her. She smiled at him, "Hm.. I'm not sure." she replied, looking up into his eyes in return. "Are you going to make something?" she asked playfully.

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"Of course, it is the least I can do for you allowing me to stay here for the night. I used to be rather good at cooking, and I am sure it is like riding a bicycle. Once you have learned it, it shouldn't be that hard to get back into the swing of things. Or, would you rather have some resturant food?" he asked he moved his hands from her shoulders to her upper arms. "All you must do is ask, and I will do my best to see that you recieve it." he smiled

Lillianna blushed softly, her eyes reflecting the lights in the kitchen. "How about you make me something?" she said, smiling at him. "I like italian..." she suggested. "You should be able to fine everything in the pantry." she added, smiling up at him.

"Hmmm, Italian. Lets me think for just a moment." He said placing his hand around his chin. He walked to the pantry and began his search. Scanning everything, he found what he was looking for. "I think this should do nicely. How do you feel about Pasta Premavera?" he asked grabbing a two boxes of pasta, and a can of spaghetti sauce

Lillianna smiled and nodded. "Sounds good." she replied, getting out the pans he would need. She put them on the counter next to the stove and sat ontop of the opposing counter, crossing one leg over the other. She watched him as he began to cook for her.

This reminded him of times so long ago. He took a glance at lillianna sitting down and couldn't help but smile. He began to boil water and set the pasta in the pan. He started huming a tune while he worked away over the hot stove. When suddenly he stopped.
"You know some music might just help set the mood for my cooking masterpiece." He looked at her, smiling. He couldn't understand why he felt so alive with her, just something about her set him free.

Lillianna smiled and turned on a boombox on the counter next to him, placing her hand on his back so she didn't bump him. There was a soothing almost romantic song playing on the radio when she turned it on. She smiled at him. "Is this okay?" she asked looking up at him.

He nodded his head, and continued to stir the noodles. He hadn't heard much of the songs in the last few years, but it didn't matter. He saw that he had a few moments, turned around and placed his hands around her waist. He looked deep into her eyes. "Would you like to dance?" he stuttered. If he could have blushed he would have

Lillianna laughed and blushed deeply. "I'd love to." she replied, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other out for his other hand. Her heart skipped a beat when he touched her waist. She couldn't remember the last time she had been around guy like this. She guessed it was back in her home town.

He took her hand and began to slow dance. He could not remember the last time he had done something like this. He was careful not bump him or her into the table or chairs. He began to move out into the living room with more room and twirled her once. She was like a leaf dancing on the wind. Her hair spiraling out into the air, the warmth of her hand, he didn't want to miss one single detail.