[Note--Nanashi = "no name" (for the "it") // Yukio = "he who gets what he wants" (Kyou's new name. I finally remembered it)]
Two weeks since Kyaki had waved goodbye to Kyra and Tatsuya when she told them to go their own way a few blocks over from the library (still no one knew where she resided, and she wanted to keep it that way).
Two weeks since Hayate or Nanashi or Tatsuki, or anyone, really, had seen her.
It was after that time that she reappeared, out of the blue. And what was she doing?
Sleeping on a park bench, a box of half-eaten pocky clutched loosely in her hand, and a dead body hidden cleverly a few bushes over. She'd not completely missed getting bled on, but the small stain on her shirt could easily be passed as hot cocoa. Really.
Hell, she wasn't too worried. As soon as any hunters came nearby she'd wake up and escape. She was cool like that, or so she told herself.
"Wow. You actually came; I'm surprised."
Kyaki blinked up at Kana as she gave her a sour look from her spot, leaning on the door frame. The whole building looked shabby, like someone was bound to jump into the private room Kyaki had rented at any point and take everything they had (and Kana would probably lose more than Kyaki since that bitch never had anything on her).
The grin on Kyaki's face spread across to her ears, and she patted the cushion next to her before taking a sip of something Kana was sure couldnt have been anything short of thirty proof, from the smell of it.
"Don't forget to close the door," she reminded Kana before she came over, and she eyed her, unabashed as always.
Theres a million bajillion quazillion Kyaki's all in different outfits (for drawing purposes >_>;;) and then a Kayo, Kyou, Hayate, [nameless wo/man], and Saikyou ;D
I think you should do them too, Allie, or at least let me do 'em~~ *_*
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Mainly, Kyra found her time being spent with Tatsuya.
The young vampire had continued to escort her everywhere she went (at night), and, although at first she was troubled by his prescence, she had already grown accustomed, no, rather fond of it. For some reason, he just made her calm; even if he was only doing this because of Kiyoko's order (which she had yet to really ask about), she still thought it was nice. He was, you know, looking out for her. With Kayo gone and Kana being weird, it was nice.
Right now, she was walking down the road with Tatsuya by her side, his eyes unblinking, staring blanky at the road ahead of him. As she looked at him, she sighed. He never showed any sort of emotions, so it was kind of hard for Kyra to talk to him. Kyra was desperately attempting to think of a conversation starter.
What she really wanted to ask was this: 'Why would Kiyoko order you to do this?'
But instead, she remained silent.
"Kana, theres no doors." Kyaki deadpannded from her place right in front of the other for the umpteenth time. It was her ritual--stomp on the dark carpeted floor, knock on the off-white walls, and return to her place to repeat herself, sometimes with variations of 'there's no windows' or 'there's no way out'.
She repeated her search twice more before returning to the center of the decently sized room, and flopping down. "Kaaaaanaaaa-chan, there's no way out and you don't have your weapons and I'm hungry and..." She let out a sigh of frustration and crossed her arms like a child holding a temper tantrum, though she managed to sound more serious than she looked when she spoke. "God, this is such bullshit. If theres an entrance to a fucking room then there's obviously got to be a way out." But, sadly they'd not seen the entrance. They woke up in a room. Trapped. Just like...
She flipped, then, springing to her feet with a look of pure terror.
"GYAAAH, KANA-CHAN, ITS JUST LIKE THAT MOVIE! SOON THERE'S GONNA BE A MESSAGE ON THE TELEVISION SAYING THAT SOME CREAPY OLD FREAK'S BEEN STALKING US AND WE DONT VALUE LIFE OR NOTHING AND I REALLY DO VALUE MY LIFE AND--" She continued, much to Kana's annoyance; letting Kyaki see Saw had been the single worst idea ever.
Timeline: Takes place after part nine.
Another week and nothing from Kyou, or Kyaki. Hayate was around, and they'd once caught him with a limp body in his arms, but he'd been allowed to escape.The next night he was found going to a shrine to pray for the departed soul, and they knew their choice to let him go was right; not all vampires were bad, it seemed.
One night, as the two hunters traveled a surprisingly lonely road a little outside the town, Kyra stopped in front of a long driveway.
The house where Kayo used to live, she recoginized, and remembered Kyou's words of how to find her.