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Has his body was wedged in the rafters he was for all accounts dead. His body did not breath his heart did not beat though this was all normal for him in his sleep. Night walkers basically did die each morning though a few of the stronger ones can fight it but do to the fight to stay awake they are hardly more than humans in speed and strength and with all the normal limitations the sun light burns them and getting in it is almost always fatal. A few rare night walkers can enjoy the heat of the sun for short amount of times and enjoy doing so able to lead a half way normal life as long as they fake there death once in a while

The homless continued on there normal life scavaging the dumpsters of the city and returning here when they need rest. This obressed and down troddened people often like having a vampire in their home. They might bring stuff and leave it for them in payment for watching him through the day or maybe he is protection for them just like they are for him. A warning system of sorts for his body to start to move again before something happens.

His soul though damned to never go to heaven and trapped inside of his body still dreams and seeks companionship. He seems to live through his life in slow motion how he meet sakura, and how they wed, the passion of their love making. The joy of their children born. Though his body is just limp there unmoving his soul is screaming and crying in pain. Then something new that has not happened before he starts to relive tonight see Izumi for the first time. Stalking her hunting her though not for her blood. He has put more effort into hunting he than any other than his maker.

His soul calms as he relives this night in his death sleep. It seems to slowly down even more as the day wears on watching her getting closer o the confrontation and eventually watching her. Spying on her in her moment of weakness taking advantage of her body that was not his to touch feeling only slightly better for using the shadows and not his hands. He could not feel the way her flesh felt through them though she could feel how they gripped her with real strength and moved with a near solid form over her. Watching as she was so worked up and turned on that she had to touch herself even in her sleep still he could not stop himself

Though before he could relive her finishing he snaps awake. seeing sunlight still pouring in through the windows and wondering why he is so awake. Yawning as he looks about.
 
The rest of the night was without dreams sadly enough though Izumi supposed that was a good thing otherwise she might not very well sleep properly. And that could be bad. She remained wrapped up in her blankets sleeping softly and breathing deeply. Eventually though the sun would filter into her room and begin to wake her.

Izumi groaned and tossed the blanket over her head. She slept for a short while longer but soon she had no choice. She had to get up. She sat up and blinked, dizzy as she glanced around her sun washed bedroom. She sighed and tossed the blankets aside, scooting to the edge of the bed. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

Still she had to deal with what had happened the night before. Anthony was part of the theater so she wasn’t going to be able to get away from him and his idiocy. No doubt he was confront her about the man that had attacked him. She smirked slightly at the thought. Though the details of that man were still confusing. How he had gotten there so fact ect. She was tempted to go and talk to Tiffany, see if she knew him but given their encounter last night she wasn’t sure she wanted to.

Finally she got out of bed and threw on her robe. She went into the kitchen and made up a bagel and a cup of coffee. It didn’t take her long to finish both and then she was headed back to her bedroom again so that she could get dressed. She wore a long sleeved shirt, it wasn’t too low cut but it did hug her body nicely. She pulled on a pair of blue jeans and then pulled on her socks and shoes.

She grabbed up her coat and her purse, shoving her booklet into her back pocket. She wanted to get to the theater early today to work on her lines before the dress rehearsal later on.
 
The theater was a buzz with people all day long. When not doing the play from end to end for a rehersal they often perfected scenes that where weak or worked on getting the back drops changed out and the lights all in order. There was littleral always something a miss or needing adjusted. This close to the actual play starting everyone was also required to go in for a new fitting of their customs so that they all looked good.

The director of the show was there organizing and shouting at people like always. Anthony was there and with his new cast the driector seemed irate as he was having problems going some of his work.
 
Izumi had to admit she was a little bit nervous about going into the theater because she knew that Anthony was probably there. She didn’t want to see him, or deal with him at all. Not after last night. She sighed softly closing her eyes but then pushed on.

Once she arrived she went straight inside, slithering around all the other actors, stage hands, and musicians. A few people called out greetings to her. She was well liked there after all. She wasn’t lead in the play coming up but she was a rising star at their little theater, growing in skill and popularity it wouldn’t be long before they wanted her to play lead roles regularly. Honestly though Izumi loved it here though her real goal was to perform on much larger stages in bigger cities. But she was sure It would ever happen.

She moved into the large theater itself. People were working on the stage no doubt. She did catch sight of Anthony, her gaze dropping to the cast he wore and she couldn’t help but smirk slightly. Served the bastard right for trying to attack her.

As she settled down in one of the seats near the stage to go over her lines she couldn’t help but think about that strange man again, who had saved her from a really really bad night. She wished she knew who he was.
 
The director a man on small stature but large lungs and a vision of the play. He marched down the walk way people where jumping out of his way as he came over towards Anthony again. You could not make out the words but you could hear his voice as he shouted at Anthony for nearly droping a back drop You could see the director growing red in the face as he just ripped into Anthony. Anthony was never one for taking shit but he would from the Directors and then later direct his anger at someone else lower than him. The whole shit rolls down hill. The director was pointing to the cast and was feed up with Anthonys excuses. You could See Anthony point towards you. Your sure he was telling him to go ask you what happened.
 
She glanced down at her booklet but she wasn’t reading her lines. Her gaze shifted up to watch the exchange between the director and Anthony. She hope he got thrown off set and out of the production entirely. That would make her happy. She would never have to see him again she hoped. She hated him, hated what he tried to do with her. And again she thought of the man that saved her.

When Anthony started to point toward her, her eyes widened. She frowned slightly, wondering what on earth he was talking about her for. Gods she didn’t want to be drug into this mess. If he wanted to play that game she could get him in a lot of trouble for assault and attempted rape. She perked a brow, but she didn’t get up watching the two of them.

Already she was pondering what she was going to say if she was questioned about Anthony’s arm. She wasn’t afraid to ruin his reputation here and tell the truth. Of course, that might very well spur him to attack her again worse then last night. She nibbled her bottom lip anxiously as she considered it.
 
The director and Anthony both walked by you. He called your name in a sense he was summoning you and Anthony both to the principles office. Anthony was glaring at you mad, though lustful to hating to be denied his whims like last night.

The director waited for both of you to get into his office out of the public area and as he stepped though slammed the door. You all know everyone is just staring t the door gossiping pretending to work now just like you used to when you saw this stuff happen. It was rare to happen this late in the production though


Dont a single one of you say a word. NOT A FUCKING WORD

I dont care a damn about your personal problem but when they effect MY show I will end them or your both off the cast!
 
Izumi blinked as both men passed buy her, frowning slightly as Anthony gave her that look. She shook her head softly and rolled her eyes. She slipped out of the chair she was when and started after them. Curious as to what this was all about. She knew people were probably drawing their own conclusions at this point.

She slid inside the office and tucked the booklet into her back pocket her thumb hooking into the front pockets of her jeans. She winced as the director started to yell. Izumi didn’t like it when people raised their voices, it instantly irritated her and got her blood boiling.

After what had happened last night, she had a very very short temper. She was done with all of this. It was getting a bit ridiculous. She glanced at Anthony and then back at the director. “I’m not causing any problems here. Or drama in fact I do believe I was only sitting and go over my lines so I don’t see how that effects what is going on in your theater Sir. With all do respect Anthony seems to be causing the issues.”

She tilted her head slightly and smiled softly, batting her eyes. Hiding her anger. “I cant help it if Anthony got hurt during one of his sexual assaults. That is not my fault. Now if you will excuse me Sir, I have work to do if you want me ready for the dress rehearsal later.”
 
The director looked over to Anthony obviously his story had not held up. He stared him down as you left. The door clicking behind you as just then the shouting starts again you have never seen the Director so furious and your reasoably sure Anthont is out of this production for one reason or another.

Anthony comes out and slams the door collecting his things and making a mess as he leaves not caring if stuff gets damaged on his way out. THe director just seems happy to see him leaving finally as he shouts at everyone to stop staring and get some work or he can just cancel the show.
 
Izumi didn’t regret saying what she did. She didn’t want Anthony anywhere near her and if what she said got him kicked out of the theater then so be it. She would be the better for it. The last thing she needed was him starring her down every day while she worked here. She glanced over at Anthony as he came storming out of the office, wincing and he made a mess on his way out.

Her gaze shifted to the director and she smiled faintly before she pulled the booklet back out of her pocket. She moved up onto the stage to help the others clean up the mess Anthony made on his way out. His actions more then a little childish.

As she helped the others clean up and set things to rights she was beginning to worry about what Anthony might do to retaliate. She hadn’t thought about that before she went on her rant in the office. He could wait for her outside after the dress rehearsal, he could break into her apartment… and next time there might not be a sexy mysterious man to come to her rescue.

She sighed slightly and shook her head. Once things were all fixed on stage she moved to the back stage area to get into costume as it was a dress rehearsal after all.
 
He lay there tired as all hell but for some reason unable to just fall asleep who ever heard of a night walker with insomnia. He couldnt get that girl out of his head. He looked around knowing his powers dont work as well in the sun he is weakened by it actually being just as strong and fast as a normal person though he still heals just as fast. Looking around he thinks twice about picking the rafters tomorrow. He rolls over and falls the thirty feet to the floor a sickening crack and pop as some bones are broken. I grunts in pain as He starts to brush himself off pushing things back into there proper place. He sighed heavily


Walking towards the door of the place snatching a coat left by someone that stays here frequently. Covering his head and hands with it as he walks out. Knowing he wont burst right away but he still find seeing the sun and feeling it so unusual now. Letting out a sigh as he starts to run through the streets getting to a better part of town to get a cab so he can move around quicker. Cursing the sun all the way.

Eventually he does get a cab and knowing you where out and about yesterday he chooses to cheek there first.
 
The play she was performing in was written by someone that was apart of the theater. So it wasn’t one of the ancient classics that many placed tended to perform. This story was about slaves and traders. It was meant to be a more fantasy type thing. Focusing more on the abused and the plight of the slaves then on any sort of erotic aspect.

She was playing the part of one of the main slaves. Though of course she wasn’t the lead in the play. At least not yet. In fact she would die before the play was over. Though she would take part in most of the play before her character met her untimely end.

Once she was dressed and ready for the dress rehearsal she started out on to the stage where the others were. She wore a white loin cloth, and a white bra like top. Both of which were very tribal looking. She was playing the virgin slave, one of the more prized of course in the story. She had cuffs around her ankles and wrists, a collar around her neck. Though the collar of course was a rusted temporary one as it wasn’t a collar of an owner but of the people selling her.

She carried the chains out with her, they were draped along her shoulders. She looked good like that so scantly clad. She felt a little vulnerable that way, and was doubly glad that Anthony wasn’t there. Though some of the girls wore even less then she did. The show would be a hit or a scandal.
 
The cab dropped him off outside of the teather. He made his way to the front quickly slipping inside as if he was here for a ticket or something. Breathing easier once inside out of the sun. He concentrated hard to draw the shadows around him as best he could. Sure most people would just look over him atleast but you knew his face its possible you wouldnt, and if Anthony was here he might not either.

Creeping along the rows and rows of seats seeing you dragging the chains and performing the play. He couldnt help but notice you where basically up there in only your underwear as little as you had on. No wonder you where so comfortable dressed like such at home. Wondering if your one of those nudist people he has heard about.

He pressed against the wall to lean and watch you.*
 
She certainly wasn’t a nudist. Though others were wearing less then she was. She didn’t like wearing so little on stage but… it was part of being an actress she supposed. She had to wear what the directors told her to. At least she had the loin cloth. Some of the girls were wearing almost thong like bikini bottoms as part of their costumed.

As she drug the chained onto the stage she tripped over one, falling backwards onto her backside. She started to laugh instantly at her clumsiness. A few others laughing with her. One girl reaching down to help her up. “You know that’s the second time since last night I’ve tripped.” She joked softly. Though it did remind her for things she’d rather forget. And once more she found herself thinking of the man that saved her. Who was he?

She sighed softly and dropped the chains where they belonged as she took her place and the rehersal began. She didn’t have her booklet anymore so each time she spoke she was doing so from memory. She seemed to capture the emotions perfectly. Eyes glittering with a tortured sadness that she represented with her character.

At one point she even had to sing. Being on stage by herself, spot light on her, her body wrapped in the chains she had drug out onto the stage earlier. Though her voice was somewhat high pitched it was powerful and melodic, beautiful and rather.. haunting.
 
His lean body stretched agains the wall. His eyes heavy from the fact the suns still up but even he could see how radiant you looked even all done up to look like a slave whos beaten down and walked on. His eyes took everything in about you seeing how you moved where you looked when you breathed.

He watched as you had tripped the sight had him thinking of last night as well Anthony charging at you as he forced him to come out into the light. You where a talented artist on stage its no wonder the director kept you around.

He wandered closer to the stage trying to stay out of the way the shadows doing so far a good job of hiding hiim though he is getting closer ro some lightwhere you might see a glimpse of him, or maybe you will only think that you do as his appearance will be faded from the shadows still some even for you.


Waiting for the sceen to be over before he tries to get back stage and follow you closer.*
 
Izumi loved being on the stage and though singing and dancing wasn’t something she thought she was great at, she knew that she was rather good at acting. She loved it. There was just something about it that gave her a little thrill. She’s never been able to do anything that made her feel like she did when she was on stage performing.

The dress rehearsal took a couple of hours but eventually it would end. The director kept them on stage for about half an hour to go over things that needed to be worked on before the next rehearsal as there was only one more before the production began.

Eventually she was bouncing off stage, impressive for a girl who had just technically died on stage not long before hand, as her characters technically died near the end. She Smiled happily as she slipped back there, She carefully bound her hair back into a pony tail.

Now was the time for everyone to go home or out to enjoy their evenings. But Izumi was dreading leaving the theater alone. Afraid that Anthony would be out in the alley or something waiting for her. Just the thought of It made her skin crawl, her heart rate picking up as she dressed in the clothes she came to the theater in. Everyone seemed to get dressed in the same general area, some ducking behind racks of costumes and such if they were shy. She managed to dress quickly and beneath under clothing so she wasn’t flashing anyone.

Once in the long sleeved shirt and jeans she wore there she picked up her costume and went to go and put it away.
 
He followed you to where you dressed though a little shocked to see how some of the others chose to just change where ever and didnt care if they flashed a glimpse to everyone in the room. Thinking it would be more the mens style that that girls on the show but it seemed it was just in general the cast. There where plenty that ducked behind things but it was still surprising at the numbers that diddnt.

HE was back against a wall a little ways behind you as people started to clear out of the theather he was unsure why you where waiting arounded it seemed. Maybe you where waiting on someone. He leaned in close to look around see if someone was coming to meet you.

Hanging back in the shadows trying hard not to get noticed though feeling less and less tired all the time as the sun is starting to go down finally. Knowing I am going to need food soon but I have gone a night without before.

I will just have to feed more when I do hunt to sustain me longer.
 
A soft sigh escaped her as she glanced around carefully as people began to filter out. She wasn’t waiting for anyone really she was just afraid of going outside by herself. She could have asked someone to walk with her but she didn’t really want to deal with the questions that might come with it.

Once everyone left and the costume was hung up she went and grabbed her booklet tucking it into her back pocket. The poor little booklet was so bent and wrinkled from her putting it there it was surprising the thing even still held together.

A soft sight escaped her as she moved around delaying the inevitable. She moved toward on of the large vanity’s back stage where people put on make up. Having seen someone put something in the drawer once. She fished through the drawer carefully and pulled out a small hand held size can of mace. She tucked it into her pocket and closed her eyes. “Please don’t be out there Anthony please.” She sent up the little half meant prayer. As she really didn’t believe too much in higher powers and all that.

She was scared and nervous, her behavior giving that away easily. Finally she took a deep breath and headed toward the exit.
 
I could see how scared and nervous you where bouncing your weight back and forth between your feet as you stood there. I was not sure what had you so nervous. I crept up closer to you so that I was just to the side of you a few feet. Not hovering right beside you on the wall. Glancing to the door I know you would be leaving from wondering if your fearing something out there.

The director was walking by as he noticed you and remembering the situation earler and what Anthony had said when they "talked".

Are you alright Izumi? Want someone to walk you to your car?

*not even realizing you did not drive to and from not a perceptive person it would seem away from the teather. Though he was trying to comfort you some. The talk was all over ther theater but none had it right.
 
The idea of stepping out in to that alley and ending up toe to toe with Anthony scared the hell out of her. Especially after she got him kick out of the theater. He was going to be pissed and there was nothing at all she could do.

Reaching down she rubbed the bulge in her pocket where the mace was. Though she knew if Anthony was really out to get her, Mace wasn’t likely going to stop him. She moved toward the door. Unaware of her silent watcher again. She was thinking about him though. About how good it would be to have him to walk home with. Again she was sure she had a hero crush complex thing going on.

When the director spoke she jumped, startled by his words. She turned to look at him, her large brown eyes glittering brightly. She shook her head, reaching up to rub her chest as her heart threatened to pound right out of it. Though his concern was rather touching.

“I’m… as alright as I am going to be. I would love someone to walk me to my car but I didn’t drive. I don’t live too far away so I usually walk.” She shrugged her shoulders lightly. “Thank you though.”
 
*He saw you jump out of your skin as he talked.* well alright then. I am headed to teh subway myself thats the way I go home. Good night Izumi and take care of yourself alright.

The director walked out of the theater heading home.


Watching as the scrawny man talked with you about needing walked home little did he or you know you where being walked home by someone. I would make sure nothing bad happen to you especial from that creep. My eyes wondered over you as you waited inside unable to stop noticing just how much like Sakura you where and not just in appearance but in some of your mannerisms as well. It was scary to him in many ways.


Taking in a deep breath as he watches you waiting for you to head out hoping nothing is waiting for you not wishing to have to come out of the shadows tonight so soon to the last time.
 
Izumi sighed and nodded softly bidding the director good night as he headed out of the evening. She really didn’t like the idea of heading home alone but she figured that she could walk the busier streets and she might be alright. She squirmed a little and then finally with a few mumbled words that sounded like a bit of a prayer she pushed open the doors leading out into the alley. She stepped out and glanced around.

Luckily she didn’t see Anthony anywhere and she let out a soft sigh feeling relieved. She nibbled her bottom lip and wrapped her arms around herself, nearly running down the alley toward the main street so that she was within the sight of passing cars at least. Anthony wasn’t stupid enough to try and hurt her on a main street and so long as she stuck to those she would be alright.

She made it to the end of the alley and closed her eyes with a soft sigh. She moved across the street and just like last time she headed toward the coffee shop it seemed to be a bit of a ritual for her to go to that little store. She was inside for a little while as being there made her more comfortable then walking the dark streets. She ordered her coffee and even bought a book before she headed out.

Izumi, new book and coffee in hand started toward home. It would take her long to reach her apartment building. And thankfully Anthony wasn’t waiting for her, at least not that she could see anyway.
 
*Holding the door of the theater open as you go out for a breif moment as I head out myself. The lights all out in the theater making it nearly impossible to see inside. The sun finally down so I am no longer feeling so tired my powers working like they should and not hindered by the sun.

I walk along the wall following no more than ten feet behind you to the street. Watching as you cross it waiting for you to get to a good point then I suddenly leap across the street maybe looking like the shadow of some large bird passing under the street lamps till I find myself standing in the shadows across the street. Your already inside the coffee shop when I get across I wait on you outside able to see you through the store front windows.

I start to look around more knowing which way you went yesterday but unsure if you take the exact same path home every night or if you wander a little after practice so that you can let your mind calm down.

Noticing you have picked up a book I try to focus on it wondering the title of the book you bought. Thinking I might be able to pick something up you like and leave it for you to find one day. Still having seen no trouble from anyone tonight though its always possible, or even possible to happen a few days later after its been brewed over and thought out by the possible attacker. I watc villigantly.
 
The book that she carried wasn’t a well known one, at least she didn’t think that it was. It was a paranormal romance with a little bit of a BDSM twist to it. She had heard of it awhile back from a friend of hers and though Izumi wasn’t too much into paranormal reading she was somewhat interested in the BDSM factor, thus thought it might, if anything, be an interesting read.

Hopefully it would take her mind off of what was going on around her. With what Anthony had done. Not seeing him out on the streets at all put her mind at ease significantly. Of course she was completely unaware of her shadowy stalker. Though ironically she was thinking about him.

Izumi wondered if she would see him again as she pulled the door of her apartment building open and stepped inside. Would he be there again, maybe headed to someone’s place on her floor. She half wondered if he lived up there or something but she had never seen him before. Again she was tempted to ask Tiffany if she had a new friend but she really didn’t want to deal with her tonight.

She moved to the stairs and moved up them two at a time. Seeming a bit anxious to be alone in the stair well. Eventually she reached her floor and started down the hall toward her apartment, juggling her coffee, keys and new book carefully.
 
Once you where outside your building he knew where you where headed so he walked into one of the nearby shadows toappear inside of your apartment ahead of you. He looked around some while he knew you where still walking inside and climbing stairs.

Looking around your apartment noticing you did not own a TV either due to the expense or out of preference he was not sure yet. Seeing many books around many of them romance novel type things with a better plot than most people read.

He took his time as he walked in your bedroom looking around not disturbing anything looking to see what all you keep near your bed to give him an idea of what you use your bedroom for besides sleeping.

Hearing you jingling your keeps outside of the door he walked more into the living room finding a nice corner that has some evening shadows in it. Pulling them around him as the door starts to open. Able to see the living room and the small hallway from where he is at but none of the other two rooms.*
 
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