Hey guys! I’m back! I know that the ending of Vampires of Takasaki High left much to be desired. What? It did. It was very anti-climatic. Why, you ask? Well, I couldn’t stand to make any of my beloved characters too evil. I loved them all and I couldn’t possibly kill anyone. So, I’m going to continue the story.

I hope you enjoy!

A short boy limped slowly up the cold stone steps of a castle. He was shivering, but not from the cold. His black eyes darted around, searching for his master. He then spotted him, covered in shadow, sitting on the throne. The boy bowed deeply, nose nearly hitting the floor. Eyes sparkled from the dark.

“Master,” the skinny boy bowed his head again, “the battle between the Vitae and Mortis clans has ended.” The eyes widened and then narrowed into slits. A deep, aged voice came from the shadows and made the boy shudder.

“Well, we can’t have that, now can we?” the voice was cold and it sent a chill down the boy’s spine. “I suppose Clan Acerbus can never defeat the old clans unless they are fighting amongst themselves.” The cold voice paused. “Tell me, how long has it been since the fighting stopped?” The boy shook; he knew his master would not be please.

“Twenty years, sire,” the boy bowed deeply again and the eyes in the dark flashed. Suddenly the boy fell to the ground, unmoving. A pale hand appeared from the shadows and motioned for the boy to be disposed of. Two vampires in dark dress appeared and dragged the boy away.

“Twenty years, eh?” the voice was eerily calm. “Well, they’re past due for a visit.”

Hino Jin stretched and yawned and then promptly fell back asleep. His alarm was blaring, but he didn’t seem to notice. It wasn’t until his mother was shaking him, that he finally opened his eyes.

“Jin, you’re going to be late,” Megumi pulled the covers off her son. She had certainly aged well. No one in the neighborhood would guess that Hino Megumi was turning forty this year. Jin rolled over onto his stomach and grumbled into the pillow. Megumi gave him a swift smack on the butt and he jolted upright.

“Alright, alright, I’m up,” Jin grumbled and got out of bed.

“It’s about time, you’re sister has been ready to go to school for the past half hour,” Megumi sighed and walked out of the room. Then a miniature version of Megumi skipped in, backpack at the ready.

Hino Momoka was thirteen years old and it was her first day of high school. She was the spitting image of her mother, but her eyes were hazel like her father’s. Jin had inherited his mother’s darker brown eyes. Momoka’s hair was much longer than Megumi’s, though. It nearly reached the middle of her back.

“So, are you ready to go yet?” Momoka asked her older brother who just turned to her, shirt half off, and glared. Momoka just giggled and spun around in her new uniform. The black and red plaid skirt was her mother’s, so it was a bit big on her. Her white button up shirt was neatly pressed and her matching plaid tie was perfectly knotted.

Jin, on the other hand, was trying to smooth out the wrinkles from the shirt he had just picked up off the ground. At sixteen, he didn’t much care about looking good for school. He already had a group of friends who didn’t care about his appearance. He scooped up his black and red plaid pants and pulled them on. Finishing the outfit with a belt, he grabbed his bag and pushed passed his sister so he could get to the stairs. Momoka just sighed and followed her big brother.

Hino Kentaro had also aged well. He was already forty, but didn’t look a day over thirty. He gave Megumi a quick kiss on the cheek as he finished his coffee and headed out the door. He paused when he saw his children coming down the stairs.

“Ah, Momoka, are you ready for your first day of high school?” Kentaro smiled at his daughter and Jin rolled his eyes. Momoka shot Jin a look and turned back to her father.

“Oh, yes, Daddy,” she did a pirouette to show off her uniform and her parents clapped. Jin rushed to the table a grabbed some toast. He checked the clock and saw that he had only fifteen minutes to get to school. Luckily, his parents had inherited his grandparents’ house and the school was only a few minutes’ walk. Mr. and Mrs. Hisui, Megumi’s parents, were living it up in Las Vegas in America. They had always dreamed of living a fast-paced life. Though, Jin assumed they were playing fast-paced shuffleboard.

“Alright, Chibi,” Jin called out to his sister. She hated that nickname. It was just a mean way to point out that she was short. Momoka glared at her brother and then kissed her parents goodbye.

“Now, take good care of your little sister,” Kentaro called after his son. Jin put a hand up to show he had heard him and then began walking down the street, hands in his pockets.

“C’mon, nii-san,” Momoka prodded, “you’re supposed to be walking me to school, not leaving me behind in the dust.” At that comment, Jin just sped up. They were almost to the school when a flashy red sports car pulled in front of them. Jin was about to curse the guy out, but when the driver rolled down the window, Jin smiled.

“Uncle Daisuke!” Momoka ran forward and hugged her uncle through the open window. “How are you? Is Jia Li attending this school as well?” Sasaki Jia Li was Jin and Momoka’s cousin. Daisuke had married his business partner Sasaki Kouji and they adopted their Chinese daughter a year later.

“Yes, I thought I’d send her to my sister’s school with you two,” Daisuke smiled. “Shame Kouji couldn’t be here for her first day of high school, but he said he had to go over the bar’s finances,” he sighed. Daisuke had opened his own bar after the whole vampire fiasco twenty years ago. It was there than he met the love of his life, Sasaki Kouji.

“It’s okay, Dad,” Jia Li’s voice came from the backseat of the car. She opened the door and stepped out. Jia Li was a freshman just like Momoka, but she was already fourteen. The cousins embraced each other.

Jia Li was short, but she was still taller than Momoka. Her hair was cropped short, under her chin. Her hair was black, but she always had a different set of streaks dyed into it. Today they were red to match her uniform skirt. Jia Li kissed her father on the cheek and the red sports car drove off.

“Are you excited for school Li-chan?” Momoka was nearly vibrating with excitement. Li gave Jin an apologetic look as if to say ‘And you have to live with her?’ She smiled at her younger cousin.

“Of course,” Li’s brown eyes sparkled. “I bet there will be lots of hot boys,” she giggled and Momoka blushed. Jin just rolled his eyes and let the two freshmen walk to their classes. He was a junior this year, an early starter just like his little sister.

“Yo, Jin, what’s up?” a voice came from the end of the hallway. Jin smiled when he saw his best friend, Hama Toshiro. Toshiro slapped him five and gawked at his wrinkly shirt. “Man, get in a fight with a trash compactor?”

“Shut it,” Jin stuck his tongue out and Toshiro smacked him on the back, laughing. Their friend, Ito Keiji, also in their class, showed up smiled. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and presented his best friends with their schedules.

“Here you are, I hope you like what I did with them,” Keiji smiled and Jin and Toshiro looked at each other, puzzled. “I hacked into the computer system and made sure we all have the same classes, and,” he pause, “I made sure we have gym class with Kano-san.” Toshiro hugged Keiji so hard the smaller boy’s spine nearly broke in half.

“Seriously? We get to see Suzume in those tiny shorts?” Toshiro slapped Keiji five and then smirked at Jin. “Let’s hope, Jin here doesn’t get too jealous.” At that comment, Jin turned a bright shade of red.

“Please, you think I like that twiggy little girl,” Jin stuck his nose up in the air. He had liked Kano Suzume since he shared his desk with her in kindergarten.

“What twiggy little girl?” a feminine voice came from behind the trio. Jin slowly turned around and saw Kano Suzume. She was really cute. She had light brown eyes and long reddish hair in ringlets down her back. Jin gulped and Toshiro clapped him on the back.

“Why, hello, Suzume-san, and how are you on this fine Monday morning?” Toshiro grinned at the girl and Suzume rolled her eyes. She was used to Toshiro’s playboy nature. She simply patted him on the shoulder and walked over to Keiji and Jin. Toshiro cried silently in the corner.

“Ito-san,” she addressed Keiji, “I was wondering if you’d be interested in coming to the first student council meeting held this evening.” She smiled and Keiji couldn’t have been able to say ‘no’ if he wanted to. “We need your computer expertise to design the new posters for the welcome party next week.”

“Ah, Kano-san, it would be my pleasure,” Keiji bowed and then adjusted his glasses, which had slipped down his nose. Suzume smiled and kissed Keiji’s cheek.

“Thank you!” she giggled and turned to Jin. Keiji was motionless and unblinking. “So, Jin-kun, how’s life?” Suzume had known Jin forever and she knew very well how his life was. Her parents and Jin’s parents were friends from college.

“Fine, how about you?” Jin smirked, his cool attitude coming back after his surprise.

“Well, everything is looking great for this year,” she smiled, “we’ve got so many activities and the school says that they’ll fund them. Jin smiled. Suzume could get excited about anything.

“That sounds great, hey,” Jin paused, turning back to his best friends. Keiji was still comatose from Suzume’s kiss and Toshiro was still crying in the corner from her rejection. “Let’s forget them,” Jin sighed, “want me to walk you to class?”

“That’d be nice,” Suzume grinned and him and pushed some of her long red tresses over her shoulder. They were walking down the hallway when Suzume suddenly made a grunting sound. Jin turned to her and saw that she was on the ground. He gathered up her books and helped her.

“What happened?” Jin questioned and looked to see two people in the hallway next to wear Suzume had fallen.

“Terribly sorry to have bumped into you,” the first said.

“Yes, terribly sorry,” the second echoed.

There were two kids, ‘Probably freshmen,’ Jin decided, that were apologizing to Suzume. They were nearly identical, except one had much shorter hair and a boy’s school uniform on. ‘Twins,’ Jin guessed again. Their eyes were an unnatural shade of navy blue, nearly black and their hair was the darkest black he’d ever seen. It didn’t even catch the light.

“Please pardon us,” the boy said. “My name is Aichou Tomoki and this is my twin sister Himeko,” he pointed to his left and the girl curtsied. “We’re new here and were just looking for our class when we bumped into you.”

“Yes,” the girl’s voice was so sweet, but it sounded dead somehow. “We’re so sorry to have knocked you over.”

“That’s alright,” Suzume was all smiles. She quickly straightened her fiery hair and held her hand out to the new students. “Welcome to Takasaki High School, may I help you find your classes.” The boy took her hand and smiled, though it didn’t reach his dark eyes.

“That’s quite alright, my sister and I were just about there,” he bowed his head and as soon as they had appeared, the twins were gone.

“Well, that was a little ‘Village of the Damned’ don’t you think?” Jin stared where the twins had been a moment before.

“Village of the what?” Suzume raised an eyebrow. Jin’s mother, Megumi, loved all things foreign and his family often watched weird movies in their family room.

“Never mind, let’s head to class,” Jin suggested and Suzume nodded.

“Wow, this is so exciting,” Momoka giggled as she and Jia Li entered their homeroom. “I hope we have a cool teacher, mom said that her homeroom teacher at Takasaki was some crazy old woman.”

“Aren’t they usually,” Li smiled and stared as two freshman walked into the classroom. They were identical and Li immediately assumed they were twins.

“Ooh, don’t they look mysterious?” Momoka looked dreamily at the newcomers. “They look like dolls, so perfectly matched.” Li tried not to roll her eyes at her cousin. She had a weird feeling about those two, but she didn’t voice it. She knew how impressionable her cousin could be.

Just as the twins got to their seats, the bell rang. The excited and nervous freshman patiently awaited their teacher. Patiently may not be the correct word. Ten seconds had passed since the late bell rang and immediately the class was in an uproar. Stories were already spreading about how their teacher was created in a lab and how, after having a dangerous love affair with a spy, was thrown off a cliff and unable to make it to class.

“Man, this is ridiculous,” Li sighed. “I mean, the teachers expect us to be on time for class, yet they can come in whenever.”

“Yeah,” Momoka really just wanted to agree with her cousin.

“Damn, it’s bright out,” a masculine voice whined after they closed the doors to their car. “I mean, shit.”

“Will you watch your language,” a sweet, feminine voice reprimanded. “We’re supposed to be setting an example for the children.” The man chuckled and then the girl quickly followed. “Okay, okay, so we’re not exactly adults ourselves.”

“Yeah,” the man smiled and grabbed the girl from behind, staring up at the school in front of them. “It sure is good to be home, though.”

Nou Jin, also known as Shikon, and Nou Sumomo walked through the doors of Takasaki High School. They still looked as young as they had been when they attended the school. Being vampires, they couldn’t age. Sumomo quickly spun around, her long blonde hair catching the light from the windows. She looked exactly the same. Same thin frame. Same baby blue eyes. Same long blonde hair. Shikon, however, looked a bit different. He let his hair grow back into its original light brown and he had it cut short. He looked just like he did before he was changed. His green eyes sparkled when he watched his wife walk down the hallway.

“Are you coming?” Sumomo giggled and Shikon broke out of his reverie. He smiled at his wife and quickly caught up to her. They looked silly, two teenagers dressed up in professional suits. Sumomo wore a black skirt and jacket with pink pinstripes while Shikon was more laid back in tan slacks and a white button-up shirt. They had a very important mission and it was important that they ‘looked their age.’

“Wow, it’s weird not seeing Old Ibuken’s name on the door,” Shikon stated as they made it to the principal’s office. The door now read ‘Vitae Sei’ and they knew that name very well. It was the alias of someone they were both very close to.

“Well, let’s go in,” Sumomo smiled at Shikon and they pushed the door open. The sight that greeted them was that same familiar sight from all those years ago. It was just like when they would walk into their basement lair, only this was above ground. Father smiled at them from behind the desk.

“Hey Kiddos, how’ve you been?” Father, whose real name was Claudio, smiled at his ‘children.’ Claudio had come to Takasaki twenty-seven years earlier to create his family. It was at this school that he found Shikon dying and decided to save his life. Sumomo smiled at her ‘father.’

“Daddy!” she ran forward and gave him a huge hug, nearly knocking him out of his favorite purple velour-upholstered chair. “It’s so good to see you, it feels like it’s been ages!”

“Well, I guess seventeen years doesn’t seem that long when you’re my age,” Claudio chuckled, his honey-colored eyes twinkling. “When was that, Megumi-san’s wedding?”

“Yes,” Sumomo smiled. “I can’t believe it’s been so long, I mean, I’ve hardly seen her since then.”

“You mean, she’s hardly seen you,” Shikon scoffed and Sumomo stuck her tongue out at him. Claudio just rolled his eyes at his ‘children’s’ behavior. “What?” Shikon defended himself. “You’ve been practically stalking her every time her family goes on vacation.”

“Well, it’s not my fault she happens to vacation where we live,” Sumomo stuck her nose in the air. Sumomo and Shikon had stayed in Takasaki until Megumi and Kentaro had gotten married. It was then that they decided to find a place for themselves. They had moved to the city of Maebashi at the foot of Mount Akagi. It was still in the same prefecture as Takasaki, so it wasn’t too far, but still quite a drive. The Hinos, Megumi’s family, would often drive out during the winter because Maebashi’s weather would be fairer than the snowy weather in Takasaki.

“I see you two haven’t changed much over the years,” Claudio’s eyes narrowed playfully and Shikon shrugged. Sumomo pouted, but then got serious.

“So, what’s the plan, Daddy?” Sumomo sat down across from Claudio and Shikon joined her. Claudio sighed and let his chin rest on his hands.

“We’ve got a problem,” Claudio paused for dramatic effect, “it seems that the Acerbus Clan has gotten wind of our fighting, or, rather, lack thereof.” Sumomo and Shikon looked at each other, puzzled and Claudio continued. “It seems he just recently has gotten word-”

“Just recently?” Shikon stood up and laughed. “The Vitae-Mortis War has been over for nearly twenty years now,” he guffawed, “he serious just now heard about it?” Sumomo tried not to giggle when Claudio looked at them seriously.

“Whether or not his information systems are slow is not our concern,” he growled and then his voice softened, “the important thing is, we’ve received word that he’ll stop at nothing to gain power and over throw the old clans.”

“Well,” Shikon popped his neck, “I suppose we could kick his ass, but that doesn’t really explain the business attire.” Claudio raised an eyebrow at his ‘son’ and Shikon sighed and sat back down next to Sumomo.

“As I was saying,” Claudio eyed Shikon and continued, “Their leader wants to overthrow us, but that’s about all we know about this clan.”

“Do we have any names?” Sumomo, the ever studious ‘good’ child, questioned. Claudio shook his head slowly.

“But that’s why I need you here,” Claudio smiled at his ‘children.’ “This newer clan probably knows our location,” he paused when Shikon scoffed and muttered something like ‘yeah right’ and then went on, “so I need you two to pose as teachers and watch for members of the other clan.” Shikon’s and Sumomo’s eyes both went wide, but for different reasons.

“Oh, that’s so exciting!” Sumomo jumped up and hugged Claudio. “I always wanted to be a teacher!” Sumomo was busy spinning around the room happily while Shikon just stood up, mouth agape.

“You expect me to baby-sit a bunch of teenagers?” Shikon’s green eyes were huge. Claudio just nodded and Shikon sighed, growling in frustration. “All right, Father, but you seriously owe me big after this.” Sumomo finally stopped spinning and turned toward her ‘family.’

“So, which classes do we get?” she smiled.

Just as the freshman class had unanimously decided that their teacher was an android who had malfunctioned and exploded on their way to class, there was a knock at the door. In strode their principal, Vitae-sensei. All the girls’ jaws dropped. He was gorgeous. He looked twenty-five at the most, with his boyish features. His eyes were honey-colored like melting gold and his hair was that same light honey, short, but with small ringlets. The girls sighed and the boys just stared at their cool principal.

“Hello class, terribly sorry to keep you waiting,” Claudio said, his voice like velvet. “As you all remember from orientation, I’m your principal, Vitae Sei, you may refer to me as Vitae-sensei or Principal Vitae.” He smiled and the girls’ hearts nearly leapt from their chests. “I know you must be wondering who your homeroom teacher is.”

“You bet we are,” came Jia Li’s sarcastic voice from the back of the classroom. Momoka just stared at her cousin. Didn’t she have any respect for authority? But before she could chastise her elder relative, a short blonde girl walked into the classroom. She looked to be sixteen, but that was impossible, Principle Vitae wasn’t introducing a new student.

“Class, this is Nou-sensei and she will be your homeroom teacher for the year,” Claudio flashed the class a smile, his perfect white teeth catching the light. “I had to call her in to replace your other teacher who just recently retired, so that explains her tardiness, now,” he clapped his hands together, “I hope you all get along.” With that, Claudio walked out of the room, leaving Sumomo with a bunch of gapping teenagers.

“Hello,” Sumomo smiled nervously at the class, “my name is Nou Sumomo and I’m going to be your homeroom teacher-”

“Yeah, that’s what the principal said,” Li’s voice came from the back of the room again, “anything else?” Sumomo’s blue eyes were wide as she groped from something to say. Momoka was surprised at her cousin. Li coolly pushed back from of her short black hair and stared their new teacher down.

“Li-chan,” Momoka hissed, “can’t you at least try to be nice, this is so unlike you,” the girl was nervous. She knew that her cousin would get in trouble for acting up. Sumomo turned to see Megumi’s daughter and smiled. Then, suddenly, as if their new teacher had just finished internal argument, Sumomo took a step toward the class and grinned.

“Well, Li-chan?” Sumomo probed and Jia Li nodded. “How very good of you to notice that I was using the repetition style of teaching,” she paused, “but now that I see that you clearly do not need to be told anything twice, I’ll expect you all to understand everything directly after I say it.” Sumomo smiled at the Chinese girl. “Now, what did I just say?” Jia Li’s blinked rapidly, her mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“Uh, you, well,” Li stuttered and Sumomo smirked.

“Now, if we don’t have anymore comments from the peanut gallery,” Sumomo strode back to her desk and then turned around, “what say we watch a little video?” Li slowly sunk into her seat and Momoka tried to stifle a giggle. “How does Cheeses of the World sound?”

The way Shikon walked down the hallway could only be described as a ‘strut.’ Claudio had taken Sumomo to her class, but Shikon volunteered to walk himself. The way he saw it, he owned this school. He was now on the other side and people were going to start following him. He smirked as he pushed open the door to his classroom. He was finally going to get some respect.

He was then promptly hit in the face with a paper airplane.

“Shit,” came a voice from the class room. All the students, who had been previously standing and talking in groups, ran back to their seats and sat down. Shikon crumpled the paper airplane and walked into the classroom. Eyes followed him to his desk. He placed his folder down and turned toward the class.

“Hello juniors,” Shikon coughed and undid the first button on his shirt. “Sorry for being late, but I just got assigned to this class,” he looked around the room, everyone was paying attention to him and suddenly it was too much. “Can you all go back to talking like I’m not here?” The class looked puzzled, then a hand shot up. “Yes?”

“Um,” the voice came from Kano Suzume, “welcome to Takasaki, are you from around here?” She flipped some of her long red curls behind her shoulder. Shikon coughed again and then relaxed.

“I suppose you all could do with an introduction,” Shikon flashed his pearly whites and walked up to the board. He wrote out the kanji for his name and turned around. “My name is Nou Jin, but I go by Shikon,” he paused, “you all can call me Nou-sensei or Shikon or whatever.”

“Whatever,” a hand shot up and Shikon rolled his eyes.

“Okay, don’t literally call me ‘whatever’,” Shikon sighed and then eyed the kid. “You got a question?” The teen smirked and then went on.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” it was Hama Toshiro. His pushed some of his blonde spiky hair back, the piercings all the way all the way down his left ear jingling. “Just messin’, I was wondering what made you become a teacher, I mean, you look real young.”

“Well,” Shikon knew he still looked sixteen, he did have the body of sixteen-year-old. “Ya see, when I finished college,” Shikon had never actually graduated, but he did have enough credits to cover for sixteen freshmen, “I guess I just liked school so much, I decided to keep going, next question?” The class found that hard to believe.

“Yes sir,” Ito Keiji raised his hand, his other hand coming to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Shikon nodded at him. “I believe Kano-san asked where you were from,” the teen blushed in Suzume’s direction. Shikon rolled his eyes. Puppy love.

“Oh yeah,” Shikon rubbed the back of his neck, “well, I wasn’t born here, but I lived in Takasaki for a long time, went to school here, actually,” Shikon suddenly paused, hopefully they didn’t have yearbooks that old here. “Then I went to college, got married and moved out to Maebashi.” Shikon surveyed the class, checking for anymore raised hands. “Anything else?” One more hand shot up. Shikon rolled his eyes. “Yes?”

“Yeah,” Hino Jin smiled, “your name seems really familiar,” that would be because Nou Jin was his Uncle Daisuke’s best friend, still is, actually, who was turned into a vampire, but Shikon couldn’t tell the kid that. In fact, Shikon hadn’t even noticed that Megumi’s son was in the class until that very moment.

“Yeah, I made a few movies in college,” Shikon smiled and continued answering the questions posed by the juniors.

“So how’s your day going?” Sumomo handed Shikon a cup of coffee as she joined him on the big couch in the teachers’ lounge. Shikon sighed heavily and downed the beverage.

“That bad?” Sumomo’s blue eyes were wide. “You actually drank that stuff,” she pointed to the empty mug and made a disgusted face. Shikon shrugged and set the mug down.

“The kids just kept asking questions,” he complained. “I think they know my height, shoe size and blood type now.” Sumomo giggled and kissed his cheek.

“Well, did you notice anything strange in your class?” She looked serious and Shikon shook his head. “Me either, but then again, I was too busy distracting the little monsters to notice anything.” Shikon just nodded in agreement. It was then that Bella, their ‘great aunt,’ bounced into the room.

“Hey guys, how’s it going?” Bella smiled. Her short brown hair had grown down to her shoulders, but she still had the face and body of a nineteen-year-old. Bella’s dark skin had lightened a bit from being in Takasaki. She had left Italy to ‘explore her interests,’ but her interests seemed to include someone named Claudio Vitae.

“Well, we’ve both got interesting classes,” Sumomo stood up and hugged her ‘relative.’ “How’ve you been, I haven’t seen you since Megumi-chan’s wedding.”

“Well, Claudio and I ran off and got eloped!” Bella threw out her hand to show off a huge diamond on her ring finger. Sumomo’s eyes went wide as she studied the rock.

“When did this happen? I didn’t notice a ring on Daddy’s finger,” Sumomo smiled up at Bella.

“Well, it was about fifteen years ago,” Bella smiled as if she was caught in a memory, “and he probably took it off again.” Sumomo looked confused and then Bella explained. “He doesn’t want the faculty to know we’re married,” it was then that Sumomo and Shikon noticed that the lounge was empty save for them. “It’d be suspicious, you know, the guidance counselor married to the principal.”

“Yeah, what about two teachers being married?” Shikon smirked as he walked up behind Sumomo and wrapped his arms around her. “That’s okay then?” Belle hmphed and then gave in and giggled.

“Well, yes, because you guys are at the same job level,” she paused, “I’m married to the boss.” Shikon rolled his eyes and Sumomo smiled.

“Well, I’m happy for you two,” Sumomo kissed Shikon on the cheek and whispered something in his ear. His face quickly switched from bored to a wolfish grin, but before anything else could be said, Claudio stormed into the lounge.

“Bad news,” Claudio’s eyes darted to look at each of the other three vampires, “it’s Mitsuko.”

Dun dun dun!! What’s going to happen?

Hey guys, thanks for joining me again! I loved my characters from VoTH so much that I decided to write another story about them. Sorry the end of this was very Sumomo/Shikon-heavy, but this story is going to be more about Jin, Momoka and Jia Li than anyone else.

Well, I hope you like it!

-Darby-chan-