Little Red Desire

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I’m going for the cliche route of having a vampire into this universe. I don’t know how it’ll turn out in the end but I’m just gonna go for it. Leave a comment if you have any ideas to share. I’m
sure they’ll be put to good use in my future chapters. ^-^

Prolog (v.1) - The Plan

Submitted: February 17, 2019

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Submitted: February 17, 2019



It started raining when we arrived.

The dim lights of the street outside was more daunting than I had ever hoped. Raindrops fell into the glass windows as if trying to wash away the dreaded feeling I had then. On the other hand, the family restaurant was bustling with customers of all ages. Most had come in because of the weather while others were there to simply enjoy the food. In our case, its the latter.

“You have some ketchup on your cheek,” I heard my senior giggled as she pointed at his cheek. “Here, let me get that for you.”

The boy immediately shrank away as soon as his ruby red eyes saw Usagi reaching out to him. She blinked as the tissue in her hands hung in mid-air.

“Here, let me,” I offered, taking the tissue from Usagi and went about to wipe the stain from his pale cheeks.

I did notice him flinching at my touch but he didn’t speak about his discomfort. Come to think of it, he never did speak a single word since we met. I leaned my back against the chair when I was done, crossing my arms over my chest, while he continued on to devour his burger.

“If he wasn’t an eleven-year-old child, I would have mistaken him to be your boyfriend,” I heard my senior snickered while she sipped her smoothie through her straw. “Looking at the both of you having such a close relationship makes me kinda wonder if you’re more than just a family.”

“Laugh it up, Usagi. Signing those adoption forms and going through a whole year of waiting right under my nose, I’d say it’s legal that we are just a family towards one another,” I gave her a side glance. “On paper, that is.”

“Oh c’mon, Mira, you can’t stay mad at me forever,” Usagi pouted, rapidly blinking her eyes at me as if to act all innocent. “It’s not like you didn’t agree to the plan anyway.”

“Getting him out of Lapis’ hands, yes,” I retorted with a click of my tongue. “But I never heard the part that I’d be the one to adopt him. Why is that, I wonder, hm?”

“You say that but I know you’re secretly happy about this situation,”  Usagi smirked, twirling the straw in her tall glass. “Besides, you know as well as I do there’s no one else on the faculty that could bring him in. That and the fact that no one else could get him to cooperate just as well as you can.”

Both of us looked at the child beside us by then. Despite all the negativity I’ve heard, the boy had been rather obedient whenever I was around. No aggression. No bloodshed. His docile behavior around me earned me a title 'Beast Tamer'. It’s not like I acted any different than the others. I just came by like any other volunteers in my work facility on their own visits. I played around with the children of the orphanage. I read some stories to them. I sang with them. That’s it. Somehow, along the line of me making a one-sided conversation with him, made him overly attached to me one day. Most of them were just me sitting beside him in complete silence, though.

“Come to think of it,” Usagi lowered herself to his eye level, her brown eyes narrowed with glee. “You haven’t given him a name yet, have you?”

“You’re making him sound like a pet,” I pinched the bridge of my nose, sighing. “No, I haven't decided on one. I tried asking around but none of the people there even bothered to know his real name. The papers weren't much of a help either. It just states his name as some specimen numerals.”

“And they called us negligent,” My senior pouted, taking the straw within her fingers for another sip of her smoothie. “How come you never knew his name all this time? You've spent a whole year with him,” Usagi glanced at him before turning her attention back to me. “I mean, what have you been calling him since then?”

“I don’t,” I shrugged. “I just . . . Communicated.”

“As if that explains everything?”

The chair to my side suddenly screeched as he stood to his full five feet height. The boy’s black fringe cast a shadow over half of his face so it was only a brief moment that we made eye contact. Usagi gave me a quizzical look as he walked away. I was reaching out for my fries.

“He wanted more ketchup,” I answered, munching on them.

“This telepathy business has really got to stop,” Usagi began but shook her head and waved her hands dismissively afterward. “Nevermind. So, what’s going to happen now?”

“I’ll take him in. See how things go,” I huffed, pulling a few strands of my black hair and hooked them behind my ear. “I’m sure Lapis has a lot to say about this piece of news so it’ll be nice if we’re prepared for that day. Wait a minute, why are you asking me for? Shouldn't you be thinking of a plan instead?”

“I'd rather have an independent team with the same goals to work with me rather than them blindly following my instructions.”

The grin on her features was, by all means, devious and Usagi dug her hands into her purse, pulling out a couple of bills.

“It’s on me,” She proclaimed, leaning forward while sliding the money towards me. “Get as many nutrients into your system as you can. Both of you. We’ll be starting to run some test starting tomorrow.”

“Both of us? Why does that sound like I'm included in those tests?”

“You do realize it’s not normal for his kind to be so attached to humans like you two can, right?”


“And it’s our job to find out why, silly,” Usagi gave me a withering look, flicking a finger onto my forehead. “Researching about his kind is our main goal and the results they provide brings us all the much closer for the two of our race to coexist with one another.”

Usagi’s tone had gotten serious by the time she finished her sentence and it made me took her words just as serious as well. That moment only lasted for a few minutes. I rubbed the spot where she hit me and puffed out a small laugh.

“The manager’s speech rubbed off on you, huh?”

“Believe it. He talks for hours and most of the things he says came out on the other end of the ear,” Usagi shook her head, getting to her feet. “I gotta get going. You sure you can handle him yourself for one night?”

I was about to give my answer when the boy finally came back with his ketchup on some small disk plates. He set them down on the table and looked at us blankly when he realized both of us were watching him.

“It’s like babysitting my own little brother,” I smiled, reassuring him that nothing’s wrong.

Though Usagi didn’t retort to what I said, it was clear enough that she disagrees. After all, I adopted a boy from a secluded orphanage that isn’t human. With pale skin, red ruby eyes and the need to shelter themselves from the sun, anyone would already know it wasn’t a walk in a park for a mere human to raise a son in those conditions. Especially when you’re own son would one day suck you dry if you’re not careful. A son who’s a descendant of a lineage of vampires.

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