"Hunger"

Continued from “Hunger” (On the computer in the Lighting Booth)

Like a cat he moved from the living room to the hallway, where there was yet more boxes. Melding with the shadow, he crept forward. A single ray of light pierced the darkness from the crack of the bathroom door. He could see inside, but not a shadow moved, even as he crossed into the light for a split second. Finally, he paused on the outside of the door and listened for a moment. There was a shift in the atmosphere of the apartment when he realized the singing had stopped.
In a flash, the door burst open. He leapt back and a body crashed into him and pinned him to the wall. He looked at his assailant and he nearly stopped breathing.
“Wow…” he whispered as he looked into the most beautiful pair of blue eyes he’d ever seen. A look of shock passed over the strange girl’s face. Her golden hair hung in her face, as her mouth hung agape enough to expose fangs like his own. “You’re beautiful,” Her cheeks flushed red and she looked away for a moment.
She brought her gaze back to his and looked him straight in the eyes. He knew she could read him like a book, he’d always been that way. Her eyes softened for a moment, then looked him over.
“You’re not threat at all are you? Even if you are one of my kind,” she said with a smirk.
“No, not really. Not to you anyways.”
“Hah. So do you do this every time you break into an attractive female’s apartment?”
He let out a small laugh, “No, this is a first. Do you treat all your guests like this?” He was enjoying it.
“Guest? You broke into my apartment. What’d you expect me to do, welcome you with open arms and then let you have your way with me?” It almost seemed like she was testing his wit.
“Hah, no, I’m not like that.”
“I guess I’m lucky then. I get the only intruder in all of New York who doesn’t want to get in my pants,” she let go and took a step back, but didn’t turn her back on him. “So why did you come in anyways?”
“Curiosity?” she raised a skeptical eyebrow at him. “I heard you singing, actually. And I could smell the lavender.” It was painfully obvious he was no good with the opposite sex.
“So you’re a sucker for a pretty voice and lavender soap?”
“I guess you could say that. I‘m a romantic is a better way of putting it.”
“Aww. How cute,” she smiled at him playfully. She had an incredible smile, hindered not in the least by the fangs. He looked her up and down quickly and took her in. She was slightly shorter than him, thin, with defined curves and a exquisite figure. Drop dead gorgeous. The kind that could kill a vampire even.
She stood in a pair of jeans, and a blue zip-up hoodie over a pink t-shirt. Around her slender neck was a few necklaces and crimson red ribbon, tied like a choker, with a crystal on it. Her wrists were covered in a laughable amount of the “sex bracelets” and a couple sweatbands. He had on a similar blue zip-up hoodie and jeans. He wore bracelets as well, just fewer. Around his own neck were a couple runes.
He shook his hair and left it tousled and hanging in front of his eyes. Then looked at her. “It’s a gorgeous night out. Wanna do something? I know it sounds strange coming from a dude who just broke into your house, but…” he shrugged. “I like you.”
This caught her off guard. But she smiled, “I love the night, I guess that’s why I’m a vampire.”
He beamed, “So is that ‘yes’?”
She laughed, throwing her head back, “Sure.”
“Great.”

Chapter 2

She turned and started down the hallway. “What do you want to do?” she said as they rounded a corner and stepped into a small kitchen area. The entire apartment seemed to be overflowing with boxes. “By the way, sorry about all the boxes and crap, I just moved in last night.”
“It’s okay,” he said, as they sat down across the breakfast nook from each other. He put his chin in his hands and gazed at her. She looked at him and smiled. “What do you feel like doing?”
“I don’t know, I’m terrible at making decisions.”
“Well, I went out to feed actually, but I kind of got…sidetracked I guess.”
She chuckled, and studied the boxes for a moment.
“What’s your name? Sorry, I forgot to ask you earlier,”
She stretched, and looked at him, grinning slightly, “I’m Kaiden. I like Kai better.”
“Kai,” he closed his eyes. “Kai…”
“And you are?”
“Oh, um,” he blinked. “I’m Aeron.”


-I will add onto it later. I'm trying a different kind of writing technique. Instead of writing as much as i can in a single sitting, i'll write as much as i'm satisfied with (by that i mean, it flows, and it sounds good, not length, but quality), then set it down and come back at a later time.

-Matt