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Master_Kain

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Character: Fuma Kenshin
Age: 23 (708)
Race: Japanese Vampire
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 130 lbs

Bio:
Born in Japan during the year 1275. His father was a Samurai for the Kamakura Government. He was raised to be a samurai warrior but long before they truly learned to harness swords play. He was trained in the way of archery and horseman ship. During that time that is how Samurai fought during war only drawing a Katana for close quarter fighting when unhorsed.

His family arranged a marriage for him to a young girl by the name of Norika Sakura she was 18 when they where married and lived together for three years having two children in that time. Twin girls they names Keiko, and Cheiko. Kenshin had made a bit of a name for himself and was a young squad captain by this time. He was approached by some smuggler to look the other way on some merchandise but turned them down. Having no evidence to bring them in he had to let them go. This he paid for dearly. Three nights later a stranger came to visit him at his home. Attacking him turning Kenshin into a night walker. Drained of blood freshly turned he craved to satisfy his hunger. He turned on Sakura and killed her and their two daughters in his need to satisfy his hunger.

Now nearly seven hundred years later he is in America following a very thin lead on his maker to finally kill him when he notices a young girl walking down the road. For some reason he cant take his eyes off of her. Then it strikes him why. She looks just like Sakura did all those years ago. He finds himself starting to follow her around town.



(Thats the basic info of the story if anyone is interested in writing this with me please pm)
 
Character: Izumi Kaori
Age: 21
Race: Human (Japanese heritage living in US )
Height: 4'9"
Weight: 95 lbs

Bio:
Izumi was born in the states, her mother came here from Japan while she was pregnant to escape a bad situation with her father and husband. The only way out of it was to leave. Though she was unable to contact her family in Japan it was worth it in the end as her daughter Izumi, would be able to live free without their influence in her life.

Izumi was a good kid, she had fantastic grades and excelled in just about everything she set her mind too. But she had a flare for being dramatic, and she loved acting. In high school she was part of the drama clubs and such, putting on performances and after graduation she took college courses in many things to do with films, plays, and acting, though her main focus was theater work, she had a rather good voice as well that helped in that.

Now, she is in small local acting group, though she still takes courses. She performs in musicals and plays regularly and is raved as one of the up and coming artists in the area. She is currently seeing a slightly older American man who over sea’s the acting group. Shortly after her debut performance he had asked her out and their relationship is getting somewhat serious though he has a temper that is rather…. Worrisome to say the least.

* * * * *

It was late in the evening and rehearsal had just gotten out. She was irritated and tired. Things hadn’t gone as well as she had hoped. She kept forgetting her lines and it was driving her mad. Not to mention the slight issue of height. The man playing the role opposite her was rather tall making them almost ridiculous looking to stand next to one another.

She stepped out of the theater and into the alley, the door closing softly behind her. She wandered out and sighed shaking her head and kicking a can down the alley way. It clinked along the gravel bouncing and jittering.

Izumi remained the alley way for some time, pacing back and forth and reciting lines, pulling a small book from her back pocket and going over them again and again. Her long glossy black hair falling around her face. Large brown eyes moving over the test. She was a small petite little thing really. It almost looked as if a strong wind might topple her right over.

She didn’t notice the man as he started down the alley toward her, too wrapped up on her lines to see him at all. He was wearing a long trench coat and had short black hair. He was obviously American, tall by rather scrawny looking. He came up behind her and swept his arms around her. Izumi let out a shriek as he spun her around and started laughing. “You really should pace around out here by yourself. You didn’t even hear me coming.” The man said still laughing at her.

Izumi spun around, her eyes blazing fire at him. “Anthony! Oh my god you scared the crap out of me!” She glared at him and thwacked him with her little booklet. “Don’t ever do that again.”

“I will do as I damn well please.” He smirked at her. “You should be at home by now.”

“I didn’t want to go home.” She replied softly.

“But I told you to, over an hour ago.”

She winced a little, as Anthony could have one hell of a temper over the smallest of things. It was silly what he could get angry over. Usually he just shouted though, but she really hated shouting. “Alright, will you come with me?” She asked hopefully.

He shook his head. “Nah I got plans.” He swatted her back side. “I will catch up later.” He promised before starting off down the alley.

Izumi wasn’t there to see it of course but as he turned the corner he slipped into a large SUV with several women as Izumi sighed and started off in the opposite direction.
 
Sakura???

*The night was just starting to take over the twilight hours still present as I walked through the city. I knew better than to hop around the roof tops in this new modern world. Their where to many camera's and neighor hood watches. I could probably hide from them all in a cloak of darkness pulled around me but it was so draining to do so for such a long time. It was just simpler to blend in and walk the city streets at night.

My hunger was pretty strong this first night in town after having to use a few tricks to get mysef into the country in the first place. Customs was to much of a hassel anymore to bother with, well atleast for the last 100 years or so. I needed to feed this night in a bad way I went to the bad part of town knowing i would be able to find someone there that no one would miss or make much of a fuss about if they did notice.

A few hours into the night a young woman had walked up to me she was dressed as a whore I knew the game. Everywhere but back in Japan whores all seemed to dress a like. I looked around some then leaned in close to her.*

"Meet me at the Pink Cloud Motel in one hour and I will pay you double for meeting me there."

*The girl smiled and agreed to be there. I knew she was about to go tell her pimp I was counting on it. It wasnt her that I was going to snack on but him. She was a working girl just trying to get by, though he was a parasite on her and those like her. Beating them down and claiming to give them protection.*

*After a little while I made my way over to the motel I told the girl to meet me at. I Rented two rooms under fake names for the night. The night clerk was not someone to ask questions. I made sure one was on the ground floor near the parking lot and the other upstairs above it. I waited outside as the girl showed up. I handed her the room key for the one upstairs*

I will be there in just a minute I need to get some ice for the room.

*She walked away not caring its his money and his time starts once she is through those doors not him. I waited till the vehicle showed up a little later to check on her seeing him pull in. I cloaked myself in the darkness near the stair well she flagged him up. I knew they would try to rob me figuring I was loaded or not going to pay. I snuck up behind him. Silencing him as I dragged him into the room on the ground floor. I held my hand over his mouth even as he bite at me. Feeling his teeth and just grinning as i plunged my own teeth into his neck. Drinking down his blood. The girl upstairs would start to worry in a little bit. She might run after not finding her pimp or customer around. I held him still as i slowly drained the life out of the worthless scum.

The fresh blood rolling down my throat and then slowly the fresh vitality starts to flow through me. I was lucky though this piece of shit was not one of the pimps on drugs like a few of them out there. I knew the risk but I accepted it as less of one then a bunch of heat from cops. I knew what I had to do next. I started to mutilate pimp cutting lims and pieces off and tossing them in the bathtub. I lock the room and disapear through a shadow coming out on the other side of town. The fresh blood flowing through me making that not nearly as tiring as if I was hunting for my daily fix.

As I stood in the shadows I could not help but notice a nice looking japanese girl walking down the alleyway. Seeing someone sneaking up on her I started to flex and punce till I realized they knew each other. I listened in on the conversation noticing things about the man that reminded me of the pimp I just drained. I watched silently from the shadows till I saw her face closely. My dead heart if it was beating would have stopped. She looked just like Sakura. I could not believe it*

*whispering the name though louder than I wished as she could have heard me*

sakura
 
Izumi paused in the alley and glances around cautiously as she heard a sound. She wasn’t sure what it was. It was almost like a voice but could have very well been an animal. She tilted her head listening for a moment and then shook her head softly. “All those horror movies are getting to my head.” She muttered to herself softly and tucked the little lines booklet into her back pocket once more before she paused at the end of the alley and crossed the street, jogging slightly so that she could make it to the other side before the headlights coming at her reached her.

She didn’t really want to go home, she wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. Part of her was tempted to head over to a coffee shop for awhile but she knew if she did Anthony was going to have a fit. He never got physical but sometimes she half wondered if he would. She was afraid of him. Too afraid to break it off and too afraid not to. It left her in a rather awkward position. For now it was alright though so long as he kept his hands to himself, at least in a violent manner. Though he could get a little rough in the bedroom she liked rough sometimes.

Finally Deciding to compromise she decided to get a coffee to go and take it home with her. She wasn’t about to get a cab or anything that seemed rather pointless. She didn’t live that far away, and she wasn’t going to waste her money when her two legs would manage the trip just as well. Her long black hair fell around her almond face, her brown eyes glittering as she moved up to the little coffee shop.

She wore rather tight jeans, little pink swirls on her backside embroidered into the material. She had on a pink sweater, a white tank top beneath it the straps and bottom of the tank top visible at the sweater wasn’t all that big. Her hair was down, a small clip holding one side out of her face while the other side seemed to constantly fall into place.

She wasn’t in the little coffee shop too long and soon she came out waving good bye to the clerk and sipping her sugary caffeinated goodness. She moaned faintly at the taste smacking her lips together as she started off toward her tiny little apartment down the street. This time a little more careful to listen to things around her… otherwise knowing her luck Anthony was going to sneak up again and then she’d wear her drink rather then enjoy it.
 
Shock

He stood there in the shadows as you both walked together for a bit listening to every word you had shared. He was a bossy little shit trying to keep you n line with words and physical mannerisms. I Stalked closer slowly creeping down the alley. I summoned the shadows around me to keep me hidden beneath them I didnt want you or the pesky punk to notice me. Once you ran off and he walked away I had noticed that his vehicle was not empty. I could hear the giggling and talking inside. Two girls pointing and laughing at you for having no clue about your "boy friend" they mocked but as he got closer they got quieter and only giggling as they pawed over each other for his veiwing pleasure.

I didnt bother wasting my time tonight in following the young man around town. I would do that another night and who knows maybe he would be my daily fix one day though I would have to be careful. I already have one bloody body rotting I would need to find a less messy way of getting what I needed. I had heard of some goth parties where people act and play as vampires thinking hell I might be able to just walk in there and nibble on a few people a little bit each to get what I needed.

As you got across the street I lept up onto the side of the building holding onto a ledge to watch you a little better. You where a beautiful young woman with your long black hair, and you seemed to think better of yourself than so many women your age. You did not prance around showing your body off atleast not that I have seen. You wore nice clothes that did accent your body but did not lewdly display it for anyone to have a look at.

I dropped back down to the ground following you towards the coffee shop. I did not go in but I stayed across the street. I tucked myself in a small stairwell leading down to the stock room of another buisness nearby. You came out a little while later and it was the first time I was able to get a clear look at your face. I froze where I was as flashbacks of my life played through my head.

Many happy days of Sakura and I getting to each other as we walked through the woods. She was such a sweet and obeident girl. She was careful never to over step her bound and when she did something wrong she would be sure to inform me when I arrived home instead of making me find out. I feel in love with her very quickly though I believe it took her longer to share those feelings she did when she held our daughters in her arms.

Then the last thing to play through my mind was the last day I had with her. A normal day at the house everything was going well we where about to go to our room and spend a night of passion together when the knock came. Thats when everything went bad. The vampire attacked me slaying me but choosing to turn me. Leaving me to wake up and attack my own household for the first taste of blood. I snapped out of it still holding Sakura's neck to my thorat just as her life ended. A tear rolling down her face as I heard her whisper softly my name. It tore my heart out to find out I had killed her and our daughters. I cried bloody tears for three years hardly leaving the house and eating animals. Villagers finally came to burn the place and I fled.
 
The streets were rather dark, and though Izumi could appreciate the beauty of darkness it did make her a little nervous. As it was when the bad folks tended to come out to play. So she was ever mindful and careful of course; but she wasn’t about to forgo her nightly walk home just because she was nervous. During the day could be just as dangerous just in different ways.

She sipped at her coffee as she walked along, glancing around carefully unaware of the creature that was watching her. Izumi was somewhat fascinated by the paranormal really. Not vampire in particular of course but werewolves too, anything fantastical though of course she didn’t believe in such creatures. She did however read about them, regularly in fact. She was an avid reader though she couldn’t write to save her life. Acting . . . now that she was good at.

She was somewhat tempted to pull the booklet from her back pocket and continue going over her lines, she decided better of it. It would probably be wise if she kept her wits about her on the street after all. She didn’t want Anthony creeping up on her again. He already nearly gave her a heart attack once tonight. It was funny really, her being on a darkened and dangerous city street and she was more worried about her boyfriend scaring her then thugs and burglars. It was just the strange way that her mind worked.

Glancing up Izumi smiled as her apartment building came into view. A few strands of hair falling into her face as she pranced up the stone steps to the door that led inside. She of course was up near the top floor. Not that, that was too high as the building was only about seven or eight stories high. She set her coffee down near her feet and dug around in her pocket. Unlocking the door she propped it open with her foot and scooped her cup back up before slithering into the darkened hallway of her small apartment complex.
 
Trailing behind you going from one vantage point to the next. I watched as you got to the apartment building. The building looked t be one of the nicer ones I had seen though that doesnt mean the people living there where. It wasnt a large building but big eough that I am sure atleast a few of the people inside where real bad apples.

I did not want to lose you yet I wanted to know what window was yours. So As you stepped through the door and I saw a dark corner to the left as you go in I stepped through the shadow I was in to materialize into it. I breathed heavily as it was fatiguing. I Pulled the shadows back around me as you gathered your cup back up. I knew you would not be able to notice me so cloaked in the shadows standing there nearly invisible except for maybe the feeling of my eyes on you.

I looked over to watch you wondering if you would take the elevator or if it even worked. I breathed slowly knowing I was close to finding your apartment and then I would alway know whwere to start looking. A Cat walked in the lobby I doubt they where aloud I heard it start to hiss and cry towards me. Animals hate the smell of night walkers.
 
Izumi paused frowning slightly as she heard the cat. She didn’t feel eyes on her, at least not at the moment. She glanced down at the cat curiously and then shook her head softly. Cats weren’t actually allowed in the building. No animals were. It kind of pissed her off mostly because she wanted cats. She loved cats actually. But even if she was brave enough to sneak them past her landlord, Anthony wouldn’t be good around them. Not with his temper and the last thing she wanted was for him to hurt one of them.

“Silly kitty.” She murmured softly and then glanced toward the shadows curiously wondering what the cat was going on about. A cold chill raced up along her spine and she shivered slightly. She wasn’t sure why but she suddenly felt anxious and somewhat nervous and so she carried on her way a little faster then she might have normally.

She didn’t bother with the elevator, tight enclosed spaces freaked her out and she wasn’t honestly sure if she trusted it. It was a nicer building but it was also rather old so instead she pushed open the door to the stair well and started up. She moved faster then she normally would but she didn’t really know why.

Her apartment wasn’t too far from the top. But it wasn’t on the top floor either. She went up several flights and then sighed as she reached her floor moving through the door and then down the hall way toward her apartment. She hated those damned steps but the only time she ever took the elevator was when Anthony made her, and she almost always had a panic attack. One of the many things about him that irritated her but… he was someone, and someone was better then no one, or at least that’s what she thought.

She carefully unlocked her door and pushed it open sliding inside. She glanced around the dark interior and flipped the lights on. It was a small apartment. The living room, kitchen and dinning room was all one room. There was a large window in the living room area, facing the side of the building, though she didn’t have much of a view save for the top of a roof next door. Her apartment wasn’t all that well furnished it was obvious she didn’t have a lot of money. A few old warn couches and chairs, microwave, stove, fridge but she didn’t have a television nor did she have a dinning room table. She dropped her lines booklet on one of the couches and shoved the door shut behind her. She reached down to the edge of her sweater and tugged it off over her head, beneath she wore a tight white tank top with one of those built in bras.
 
Stalker

He had to follow you quickly letting the door to the stairwell close behind you not doing so would maybe let on that someone was there behind you. Once it close he slowly and carefully opened it. He started to count as he heard you rushing up the stairs. Counting the whole time you go up them. The door slides open then closed as he eases it shut without a sound. He hears you slow down and another door open and shut. Now he starts to move up the stairs mentally going over how fast you where moving and how long it took you. He knew you where close to the top and evidently yo where in shape r you could not have ran up 6 flights of stairs without stopping. He eases up them without a sound though much faster than you had. Still seeing the door shaking a little from closing he eased it open seeing you opening your door and walking in. He waited for you to get all the way in.

Once you where inside he walked down the hall like a normal person would knowing where he was going not looking around like he was out of place and would make someone else wonder what he was doing there. He was you where in room 6E

You where about half way down the hall on the west side. it ment you ddnt have the sun in your face early in the morning but you would have it later in the evening allowing you to read better when your home after practice. *Smiling softly as either your smart or jus lucky in that fact. I went to a window in the hall way and opened it up. Leaping across to the next building where I looking around through the empty windows on that floor looking for you. I moved silently along the roof top cloaked in shadows.
 
Izumi sighed as she glanced around her dark little apartment. It wasn’t much really but it was home after all and that she liked. She liked having a home and a place to call her own. Now if she could only get a damn pet she would be set. She’d have more then one cat if she could. She reached over and flipped the lights on with a sigh. Setting her coffee down on a small end table. Her sweater was already off leaving her in the jeans she’d been wearing and the white tank top she had, had on beneath.

She slid toward that large window in the living room area of her apartment. Large blinds covered the window, and so she opened them. She usually did at night or in the late afternoons though she almost always shut them when she went to bed and before she left. She didn’t mind having them open after all her window looked out onto a roof top. It wasn’t like anyone would see her prancing about in her underwear. Or at least that was what she thought.

She moved away from the window, as it was light inside and dark outside it was much more difficult for her to see out, and much easier for others to see in. Though she hardly took notice of it. She plucked up her coffee and took another drink before sliding across the room flipping her stereo on. Light music played in the room, not overly loud really, as she didn’t want something banging a broom stick against the ceiling. That was the last thing she needed.

A sigh escaped her as she moved about the main great room of the apartment, picking things up here and there. Making sure the place was at least somewhat clean, especially if Anthony was going to be coming over later. Eventually though she settled down on one of the old worn couches. She tossed a blanket over her legs and then squirmed around under the blanket. She slid her jeans off and tossed them over the back of the couch. Leaving her in a tank top and her underwear. Though the blanket covered her lower half. She reached over and scooped up her lines booklet and settled down to go over her lines again and again. Though she would likely fall asleep there on the couch. She was exhausted.
 
He had found a nice spot that he could see straight into your window and much of what your window allows him to see without having to move aroun a lot. His eyes blink several times as you flick the light on. He was worried when he saw the blinds though he saw them moving open slowly he smiled. He was infatuated with you and could not look away.

He quickly noticed you had shead the sweater already, then as you walked around the living room so casually sheading your jeans. His eyes where glued to you watching you. Curious as to your habits and your ambitions. Though as your jeans started to actually slide down he looked away for a time figuring you where just changing.

He looked up to see that you have already settled on one of the raggity couches and a cover was across your legs so that nothing could be seen. A soft smilie on his face still much of him holds to the olf days when seeing a womans bare wrist was concidered erotic and flirting.

He started to lose track of time watching you though hearing your door starting o come open her stared and waited to see who it might be, Unsure if you had roomates, or if it was that creep Anthony.
 
She was half asleep on the couch as she read over her lines. She was tired and it had been a rather long day at the theater. Izumi definitely wanted to sleep, and she seemed to be about to do just that as the door started to come open.

Izumi blinked glancing over toward the door to see who was coming into the house. A tall woman slipped inside. She wasn’t a room mate, as Izumi didn’t have any but she was a neighbor and a good friend from the theater. She had long curly blonde hair and was wearing a plaid skirt and a pink tank top. She shut the door carefully behind her. Izumi perked a brow slightly. “Uhm hi. Knock much?”

The girl giggled softly and shrugged her shoulders. “I never knock.” She murmured and tossed a few things of mail onto the table next to the couch. “Got some of your mail today and you aren’t going to be able to guess what I saw on my way home!”

Izumi looked mildly amused. She wasn’t much for gossip and such herself but she tolerated it as her friend, Tiffany, seemed to enjoy it. “No I probably wont be able to guess.” She managed and closed the book setting it aside next to her. “What did you see?” She asked pretending to be curiously.

“I saw Anthony!” She giggled.

Now Izumi really was curious. “I saw him too he said he had some things to do.”

“More like some people to do.” Tiffany snorted and grinned.

Izumi was of course under the impression that she and Anthony were exclusive, so when her friend said that, her face became closed off and expressionless though the hurt could be seen easily in her eyes. “What do you mean?”

Tiffany wandered toward the little kitchen area and opened the fridge pulling out a can of soda before wandering back toward where Izumi was sitting while popping the top with her long carefully manicured fingernails. “I saw him getting out of some nice SUV at a hotel, there were at least three little hoes with him.”

Izumi looked away from her friend, toward the window actually, trying to push the anger and hurt down from her expression. She closed her eyes softly and sighed. It didn’t surprise her but hearing it from her friend just hurt. “Wow.” She managed.

“Should have seen them all hanging off of him.” She laughed.

She shook her head softly and lifted her hand so Tiffany would stop. Half wondering if the girl was retarded. Why would she continue to go on about this when she knew that she and Anthony were dating. What was worse was she seemed excited about the gossip. “I’m really tired tonight Tiff. I think I’m going to go to bed.”

“Oh…” She took the hint. “Alright.” She muttered, rolling her eyes at Izumi.
 
Half standing there ready to pounce across the alley and through the window if it was someone come to hurt the girl. His mid refusing to recall her name only name he can speak as he thinks of her is Sakura. Seeing that its a woman and also that she seems to be speaking as she comes in he calms down.

Annoyed that he is out here across the way and unable to hear them through the wall. Had their been no wall their it would be easy to hear them. He looked around the buildings outside seeing a bit of a ledge and a window to the outside he leaps across and onto the ledge. Easily landing on it making only the slightest of noise. Walking along the edge as he checks the window to see if you have it locked or not. Knowing even if its not locked a window like this could easily make enough noise being opened that I might have to flee.

Sighing softly as I choose to risk it. Pulling firmly but not fast on the window trying to ease it up instead of ripping it open. Feeling the window start to give. A soft creeking is heard I pause a moment and hide against the wall. Waiting to see if anyone notices the noise as it was loud enough but with everything going on it could have been missed.
 
Izumi luckily didn’t hear the noise as the window cracked open. She thought she might have heard something but when she went to look her attention was drawn back to the conversation at hand give what was going on at the moment. She shook her head softly. Looking annoyed.

Her friend just sort of drooped slightly, not wanting to leave, but instead wanting to gossip more. “Are you pissed?” She asked softly.

Izumi glanced up and glared slightly at her friend. “Your kidding right?” She asked softly. “You just told me the guy I’ve been dating for months is out having fun in a hotel with a few chicks. What do you think?” She asked, an annoyed tone to her voice.

The woman sighed softly and then shook her head moving back toward the door. She left and Izumi rose to her feet moving toward the door after her and locking it so no one else could get in. Though Anthony of course had a key to her place and he said he would be by later. Just the thought of it made her skin crawl considering what she knew now. The thought of his hands on her made her sick to her stomach. She reached up and rubbed her forehead but ironically no tears fell.

She moved toward the couch again and flopped herself into it. She remained there for sometime, rather thoughtful planning to confront him once he got there. She wanted to know the truth. She wasn’t going to sit around while she was being cheated on. She sat there for a long time before she finally got up and headed toward the bathroom for a shower.
 
No one came to check the noise so I finished opening the window. I could have just walked through a shadow to get in but it was so tiring that I knew I could only do that once more tonight and I would use it to leave when I had too. The window open as I slip in I hear the door open and shut again while able to hear a little of the conversation as Im inside now.

Hearing how the boy was whoring around with the girls like I figured he was. Though in america and in modern japan such relationships where not allowed. This was not the old worlds where you could have a wife and a geisha. He creep into the room a bit more sneaking out of the small room. Hiding in the corner of the hall way using the shadows to mask himself again. He could smell her and hear her heart beat.

Watching her move about the room a bit after shutting the door. Unable to stop himself this time from watching as she prances around in her underwear and a tank top. His eyes hungry for her, his teeth hungry for her. Then he growls ever to softly at himself. Mentally screaming NO she would not be a dinner ever he did not want that again. Watching as she went back towards the bathroom wondering if she would notice the open window or not. Licking his lips as he stay right there in sight of the door.
 
Izumi was far to distracted with her thought of Anthony to notice him there in the shadows, or feel as if someone was watching her. She didn’t even notice the window open because she was so distracted. She sighed softly as she made her way into the bathroom. Passing by him most likely and not even realizing he was there. She reached up rubbing the side of her neck. She went in to the bathroom and started the shower, soon steam was tumbling out of the open door of the bathroom.

Reaching to the edges of her shirt she slid the top off of her. She was topless now in nothing more then a pair of white panties. Her breasts were perky though not overly large. Though that wasn’t unusual for Japanese women. They weren’t tiny either though, an given her heritage they were likely considered rather large. Her tan nipples stood out slightly because of the cooler air. She left her bathroom, crossing the hall into the bed room. She gathered up her towel and robe before moving back to the bathroom.

She hung both things on a hook near the shower and then pushed the panties down off of her hips. She hand nice shapely legs, and a rounded backside, smooth and soft. Between her thighs it was completely shaven as she found it more comfortable. She pushed the panties into a pile with her tank top and then slid the door of the shower open stepping in the steaming spray with a sigh. The glass of the shower was transparent other then slight fogging from the steam. She left the door of the bathroom open as she assumed she was alone in the apartment.
 
*His eyes be glued to you. Pressed against the wall as he may not be able to be seen but he can still be felt He watches from the dark corner of your place able to see inside your bathroom as you strip. He does look away as your taking your shirt off, then he hears you coming closer. He starts to think he let the shadows slip and you spotted him but there was no scream you where just walking he caught a glimse of you bare chested as you came back through.


You where absolutely ravashing to look at. You where so young and beautiful. Thinking for a moment maybe he should make you stay that way turn you and then you would stay so vibrant. He was day dreaming of that possibilty for a moment before he noticed you sliding your underwear off. Stunned and actually starting to breath because of it. He sees how you take such care to shave and licks his lips almost wanting to just suddenly lick right up you.

He controlled himself though shaking his head some as he stood there fighting this urges of the flesh that have been long dormant in him. Watching as you actually step into the shower its harder to see you but not place to really try and move too. I stay and watch you from here pressed against the wall.
 
Izumi sighed softly as she gets beneath the spray of the hot water. It managed to clear her head somewhat given the night she just had. She couldn’t believe that Anthony was doing this. But somehow it just didn’t really surprise her. He wasn’t the marrying kind that was for sure. But then again, she wasn’t really looking for the marrying kind at the moment anyway. And she wasn’t stupid enough to get into it too deeply with Anthony as she saw the signs of him being potentially abusive.

She reached blindly to the side and grabbed a wash cloth. She lathered it with soup and then started to wash herself sighing as the soapy suds slid along her we body. Sliding between her breasts, down between her thighs before sliding lower along her legs.

She brought up a leg along the edge of the bath and washed between her thighs, a little shiver racing up her spine as she washed there. She smiled faintly, the wash cloth lingering between her legs as she washed but she moved on shaking her head. She knew Anthony would be there soon and she didn’t want him walking in to catch her playing with herself in the shower.

He might hear foot steps down the hall outside in the hall as Anthony made his way toward her apartment…
 
It was impossible to watch her take a shower and not become aroused, though he had no intent of pleasing himself right there. Though she was making it hard to stay and watch when her hand lingered there the soft gasps sending a chill up my spine.

So distracted by the free peep show that I nearly missed the sounds out in the hallway someone walking down the hall. I would listen more intently till I heard them pass the door, or I would stop watching her and look to see who it was. Knowing from what I heard before the young punk was supposed to come meet her tonight.

Unsure of what all the two girls spoke of but sure it was about him with how she seemed to react and think about things
 
The footsteps stopped near the door of the apartment and the lock began to turn in the door. It jiggled a moment as if stuck, that way if he was at all visible he would have plenty opportunity to hide. Though given the shadows and such he was likely well hidden.

The door opened and Anthony stepped inside, tossing his keys down on the table near the couch and kicking the door shut rather hard behind him. “Babe?” He called out and listened carefully. As she shrugged out of his jacket there was a hickey on his neck that hadn’t been there before. He tossed his long coat onto the couch.

“I’m in the shower. Stay out there I want to talk to you.” She called back to him and she quickly finished showering before the water turned off. She stepped out and then dried herself off somewhat before wrapping the towel around her tightly. Water still running down along her legs as she stepped out of the bathroom and into the hall glaring toward Anthony.

“Tiffany was by earlier.” She managed softly, staying clear down the hall.

“Oh?” He asked obliviously.

She nodded her head, her eyes blazing at him. “She told me about the girls and the hotel Anthony so don’t play stupid with me. We’ve been together for months, I thought you’d at least have the decency to keep your dick in your pants.”

Anthony blinked at her, and then his eyes went cold. His mouth twitches slightly as he glared down the hallway at her. “Excuse me?” He asked his voice taking on a low dangerous tone. “You don’t talk to me like that little girl.” He bit back at her.

“I will talk to you how I please Anthony. What the hell? You just saw me and then you run off to a hotel with some tramps… I don’t even want you in my place right now.” She crossed her arms, wanting him out. There was no doubt about that.

Anthony began to laugh. “I’m not going anywhere.” He stated flatly.

“Yes you are.” She shot back at him.

He shook his head a wicked smirk curling the edges of his mouth. “No, Izumi, I’m not.” He started toward her purposefully.

Izumi blinked at him, fear creeping into her eyes and she took a step back away from him. What the hell was he doing? “Anthony don’t.”

He reached out and shoved her into the bedroom hard, Her leg caught on a blanket and she tumbled backwards. Hitting the floor hard. “Get up you little bitch, and get your skinny ass on the bed.” He ordered.
 
He watched as she found the courage to stand up for herself telling the asshole to leave and dont loo back. He was proud of her knowing that Sakura would have done something similar if not just taking a tanto to his dick when he came to their bed had he done something like this creep had done. Left her and then went to fuck a couple of whore just to come back to her to fuck her again.

Watching as he charged towards you you where pushed and tripped as you fell hard. I glared back at Anthony through the shadows. I growled loudly in angry. It would probably surprise both of you to hear the humanish growl from the shadow tht your eyes tell you nothing is there. Watching the boy knowing if he does try and continue as he is right now I will hurt him.
 
Izumi’s heart was pounding in her ears and she knew that this was going to be a night that changed her for the rest of her life. Anthony was about to do something wholly idiotic. He was going to hurt her, maybe worse. She could tell just by the look in his eyes that she was in trouble. Her heart was pounding out of control as she scooted away from him. Her towel falling from her naked body.

“You stupid little bitch. I said on the bed!” He growled and then reached down gripping her by the hair. He forced her up onto the bed. She fell onto her stomach and then tries to scramble across it.

“Anthony please don’t do this.” She managed softly. Wanting him out of her apartment, out of her life. She hated men like this. Time and time again she’s told her friends to get away from sick bastards like the one hovering close to her bed in that moment.

“Shut up.” He growled at her. He started to unbuckle his pants. The thrill of taking her against her will making his hard as rock and press painfully against his jeans. “Get up on your hands and knees.” He ordered, a growly tone to his voice.

Izumi shook her head sitting up on the bed. “NO!” She managed in a determined voice. Though the fear was there in her tone, making her voice shake slightly. “Get the hell out of here!”

Anthony got his pants undone and then lifted his arm, the back of his hand coming down hard across her face.
 
*Breathing out once as I pounce from the shadows. All trace of the illusion from them hiding me gone. Someone would start to wonder how such a small shadow normally hide a whole person so well. I was so much faster than him that he had no chance of landing that blow across your face.

Snatching his wrist his pants undone as I wrenched his arm hearing a bone snap in his wrist from my grip and I know the jerk I gave it probably pulled his elblow out of its proper place. I stood there as I leaned in close to him whispering in his ear.*

Anthony the lady told you to leave. I suggest you do you now or I will get really mean.

*My eyes glaring into his as you lay there on the floor your towel having fallen away in the scramble I dont look back for many reasons the biggest being I dont wish to see the fear of me in your eyes. I stare straight into his like I was weight his soul. Not smiling or showing off my fangs that was a childish thing to do as any vampire would tell you that is over a couple centuries old.*
 
Izumi was curled up trying to escape the inevitable blow but instead rather then feeling the sting of his hand against her face she heard the snapping of bones at her eyes flew open lifting to the two men now standing in her bedroom. She blinked, not sure that she was seeing things properly. Who the hell was he! Of course at first glance she found him rather attractive but she couldn’t help but wonder where he had come from and how he had known she was being attacked. She didn’t even think to cover herself.

Anthony just stood there in the face of that man, his arm throbbing with pain. He stumbled back away from the stranger. “Who the fuck…” Anthony muttered slightly. Though he wasn’t sure he wanted to fight with the man given that he just broke his wrist and pulled his arm out of socket without much effort.

Izumi shifted down toward the edge of the bed and her foot jabbed out at Anthony kicking him hard in the hip. “Get OUT!” She screamed at him.

He stumbled slightly and grabbed at the pants sagging along his hips with his good arm. “Fuck this.” He grumbled and then darted past the man and started to run down the hallway.

Izumi glanced toward the man now in her room who had probably just saved her from something rather harsh. She realized that she was naked and made a soft sound, almost a squeak as she scrambled to grab the towel.
 
Watching the man as hem puff up his chest to try and save face some. Though he knew he was out matched atleast he was not that dumb I guess. I saw your bare leg kick out towards him I could not help but grin at seeing it. As he ran off I stood there watching him till I saw the door close knowing he left his keys on the table. I walk over to the door and lock if for you.

I ws locking the door as I hear you make the little squeak realizing not only was I a sudden stranger to the rescue but also you where completely naked in your bedroom. I looked up slowly seeing you covering yourself up so I looked away again atempting to be polite.

Unsure of what to do now as you know I am here I could hide again you would not be able to see me but could probably reason out where I am from the suddenly enlarged shadow. I decided not to give that trick away yet.


Are you alright miss?

*My voice confident but you could hear more than just an acsent to it it was a very heavy old world feel to it.*
 
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