The Innocence of Myuku Maburashi

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short article.

Submitted: April 21, 2010

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Submitted: April 21, 2010

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The girl no one didn't recognize...Myuku Maburashi. The girl who loved endlessly, despite her dark secrets that haunted her nights. She was popular at Tokyo U, and was quite bright. Every suitor available wanted her hand, except one: Shiku Hakunai. The Hakunai and Maburashi clans were great enemies, and had been since the dawn of demon's time. At the time of the Salem Witch Trials in North America, Japan's widespread vampire race was growing. The Hakunai clan were the nobles of the time, since they were the only true purebloods. When the Maburashi clan arose to power, all hell broke loose. They crossed the line when they murdered Myuku's parents, the king and queen of the vampire race. Myuku was whisked away to an academy far away, and had never recovered from that night since. It had been 200 years since the Maburashi attack. Shiku remembered well. He was the child left behind. Myuku had been left as well, but they were deemed enemies from the first day they met. They did not know the dark secrets behind their names...or did they? They would know soon enough.

Graduation day. Myuku graduated top of the class. Shiku glared at her as she crossed that stage to make her valedictorian speech. His fangs slid from their sheaths. As soon as she was alone, he would have her. Finally, he would have her. After 200 years of waiting, plotting, dreaming for this day. He would kill his parent's murderers' daughter; Myuku Maburashi. She stepped off the stage amid the wild applause. The ceremony was over. He knew that the only way home for her was to go through the forest. The forest where his parents were killed. The perfect place for revenge. He grinned, which was an evil sight because of his extended fangs. She walked his way. He tensed. Now was her final hour.

He was about to attack when he caught sight of her eyes. Gleaming blood red. She had sensed he was here. She must have heard him move, because she looked straight at him. Damn, he thought, then launched at her, not seeing the shield she had put around her body. He flew back and landed back-first into one of the hard-barked trees that surrounded them. She lurched herself towards him and gripped his throat with one hand while the other, with claws fully extended, drew back ready for the kill. He flinched, ready for her merciless attack. She drew back, falling on her knees to the ground. She was crying; deep, wrenching sobs filled with grief and misery. "Where have I gone wrong, Shiku? All I wanted was your love...and you try to kill me because my parents killed yours. How...sadistic." She then rose to her feet, eyes filled with hate and rage. She drew back the clawed hand once more, and struck him with a blow to his face. He fell backward and spat blood, cursing her. "You wench...I'll teach you for harming one of the once-noble Hakunai clan!" He grabbed her and threw her to the ground, pinning her there with his boot. He then lay on top of her, hate and lust growing in his eyes. Her eyes widened. She knew what her fate was to become. She started to fight him, but he pinned her arms down with a grip so hard it could have broken human bone. She screamed his name, begging for forgiveness as he moved over her while undoing his pants. She moaned in pain as he pushed himself harshly inside her. Her back arched in response to the burning pain that he had just caused her. Tears flowed down her cheeks as he lay his head on her shoulder, kissing her neck ever so gently. "Please," she begged, "No." He laughed at her; her pain, her misery, her pleading. He looked down at her with a smirk. "200 years too late for an apology, Myuku. I'm going to make you feel the same pain I felt when your parents killed mine." He then began moving inside her; harsh, quick, painful thrusts that had her screaming and begging him to stop. As he drew near to his climax, he looked down at her again, into those mournful eyes. He saw in them all of the pain she had endured over the many years since that night, and slowed his thrusts until they were gentle. She looked at him questionably. Just then, just as he fell in love with those eyes, he came inside of her, releasing all of the pain he had ever felt was caused by her and her family. She gasped in surprise and in pain as the hot liquid filled her. He laid his head on her chest, holding her close to him. He whispered sweet apologies in her ears as she breathed harshly. She accepted them all, for she saw all the pain in his eyes melt away. He was hers. He smoothed the hair away from her face and kissed her gently, still apologizing for this sin. Little did she know what he was doing as he whispered sweet promises of love to her. He looked at her. She looked at him. Suddenly, a burst of pain exploded from her chest. She screamed. He drew his claws from her chest, covered in red blood.She searched his eyes for some sense of life, but found none. Instead, she found hatred, a flame that eternally burned even after she would die. She breathed her last, and he laughed, a cursed sound.

He then realized that he had killed his only family: his sister.


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