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Blood Soaked and Honor Bound
Part Twenty-six: Tokyo Fifteen
The door to the patio slid open as the tall, pale blue haired woman walked out to look out at the night. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back as she summoned senses that no human could ever know. A slight smile teased her lips as she realized that Utena and her friends were on the move, she could feel it. It was finally time.
Mrs. Ohtori smiled widened, sensing the one she wanted the most among them.. Shiori. The purple haired face appeared in her minds eye, and she felt her breath quicken slightly. 'Tonight,' she thought, 'you will be mine.'
"But Utena has friends and allies," Mrs. Ohtori noted aloud, her long black gown swirling around her legs. There were the vampires that followed her, the young women who willingly served her. Miyu and Saya were out there in the night, and others as well. If she was going to go claim her bride, she should be prepared.
Grasping the railing Mrs. Ohtori closed her eyes, visibly gathering her strength. The very air around her began to shift subtlety, invisible currents of power running around her. Her eyes shot open, glowing an intense blue as she uttered a single word, "Come." She reinforced her earlier call, sending out the command that it was finally time to act.
"We're crashing your party, Utena," Mrs. Ohtori murmured to herself softly. She walked out of the apartment and down stairs, a few of her servants already falling into place behind her. As she exited to the street, there were already seven people behind her. "Wait for us," she smiled as they strode towards Utena's destination.
Somewhere out in the night the group walked together, ready for battle. Utena and Juri took point, the girl groupies, Shiori, Wakaba and Ruka behind them. All were armed with wooden stakes, just in case the enemy should strike before they reached the party.
"Are you ready?" Juri asked. Her long orange hair fluttered behind her like a wave, a little smile on the gorgeous vampire's face. Her long dress was loose, chosen to move easily in, the orange color matching her hair.
"No," Utena answered frankly, "but I'll manage." The pink haired woman dressed in a simple boy's school uniform looked back cautiously before softly asking, "How's Shiori doing?"
"That's the question," Juri agreed. She hesitated, clearly conflicted, "You really think that she and Mrs. Ohtori... that she hasn't told us the whole truth?"
"I hope not," Utena admitted, "but that's what my gut is telling me."
"And yet you won't compel her to tell us, use your mastery as her creator to extract the truth," Juri said, giving Utena a thoughtful look.
"I couldn't stand when Akio attempted it on me," Utena answered softly, the look on her face unreadable, "I won't do that to someone else."
"You're an idealist, Tenjou," Juri said, a smile gently tugging at her lips, "I think that's why I like you so much."
"Gee, thanks," Utena made a face. "Let's hope my idealism doesn't get us into more trouble than we can handle," she sighed.
A little ways behind where they walked Ruka smiled, making his way over to Wakaba's side. "So how was it?" the blue haired young man asked her softly, his form fitting white suit striking in the near darkness of night.
Wakaba went red, and Ruka chuckled softly. "It was wonderful," she admitted, her curly brown hair bouncing on her forehead. "Utena was so kind, so gentle, and Juri.." Wakaba trailed off, her blush deepening.
"So they double teamed you," Ruka chuckled to himself wickedly. "Are you happy?" he asked her curiously.
"Yes, I am," Wakaba smiled. "I know that for Utena, Juri will always be first to her," the girl in the black dress said, "But I also know that I'm in her heart, and that's enough for me."
"Me, too," Ami spoke up, coming up beside them. She gave them a smile, "Ruka-san, what do you think will happen? I and the others will do all we can for Utena-sama, but..."
"If Mrs. Ohtori comes it'll be one hell of a fight," Ruka admitted, "but I think Utena and Juri will prevail, especially with all of us supporting them."
"We will win," Wakaba said, almost like a prayer.
Shiori felt a flash of irritation, one that she quickly suppressed. These fools had not a chance against her Mistress' superiority, of that she was certain. A flash of memory, that blue haired beauty looking down at her as she stroked her slim body, the passion rising.
'I want to see her,' Shiori thought, 'I need to feel that touch once again.' She looked up at Juri and Utena, fingering the stake in her hand. 'I will do what I must,' she silently resolved, 'to make sure that I will be with her once again.'
"Shiori," Excel bounced over, almost frightening in her perkiness, "are you all right? You had the oddest look on your face."
Shiori strongly resisted the urge to throttle the young woman. It was difficult, but she managed it. "I'm fine," she smiled insincerely, silently wishing that she would just go away.
"You look like you need a hug," Excel beamed at her, throwing her arms around the startled looking vampire and hugging her close.
"Ack.." Shiori blinked, feeling the bloodlust rising. She forcefully pushed the girl away, blurting out "Excuse me, gotta go."
"Aww," Excel pouted before returning to the other girls' side.
'That was close,' Shiori thought as she walked forward with the others. Her purple hair blew around her face, her fangs aching to be used as she wished she could feed once again. The feeling of having a woman in resting her arms, the pulse slowing down as the heart slowed down then came to a gentle stop. She missed that, the knowing that a life was in her hands.
"Juri," Shiori reached Utena and her former lover's side, "what do you want me to do once we reach the nightclub?"
Juri gave her a slight smile, "Hopefully we'll be able to have a little party." She brushed her hair back, "But if we must, we'll fight."
"I look forward to it," Shiori breathed out eagerly.
Utena gave her a look, but nodded slightly, "Indeed." They walked on silently, until they came into sight of a blinking neon sign.
The building was a converted warehouse by the look of it, a tough black haired young woman standing by the doors. Above her the neon glowed red, the words "Arisugawa's Locket" blazing out into the night. Just below it a neon locket opened up, revealing the face of a young woman.
"What took you?" Ayaka Kisaragi asked, the red-haired Miko grinning as she leaned up against the wall in her long red dress.
"Utena," Anthy looked up at her, her eyes seemingly darker than they had been before. Beside her two women stood casually, a blonde in military gear and a gray haired young woman dressed in a finely tailored business suit.
"Anthy," Utena said softly. She looked over at the two women with her, then back at Anthy to ask, "Are you all right?"
"Well enough," Anthy replied evenly. She gestured to the women, "Tenjou Utena, I'd like you to meet Victoria Ceres," she nodded to the blonde, then introduced the other with real fondness in her voice, "and Integra Hellsing."
Both Victoria and Integra glared at Utena, and Juri smiled wryly. "Nice to meet you," she offered her had, "Arisugawa Juri."
The look Juri got was almost as bad as Utena got, but Integra's good manners overwhelmed her irritation. "Nice to meet you," she said coldly.
Ayaka looked greatly entertained by their interaction, looking back and forth between them. "I take it there's been some changes since we last talked?" she smiled.
"More than you know," Shiori spoke up softly.
"Never mind that," Utena sighed, "is the place ready? I want to make sure that everyone inside knows what they're getting into."
"Arisugawa briefed everyone," the woman guarding the door said, "everyone here knows there might be a vampire brawl tonight."
"Bones is right," the woman's voice rang out, "and I know, too."
There was a loud clattering noise, and something bounced along the ground before coming to a stop at Utena's feet. She reached down, picking up the long dark object and her eyes widened in surprise as she murmured, "A sword?"
"I had planned to stalk you," the black haired woman walked out of the shadows, "hunt you down." There was the oddest scent around her to the enhanced senses of the vampires, much like their own but different somehow. "Instead, you announced your presence," she said.
Utena held the sword warily, looking at the girl. There was an aura of power about her, and danger. This was no normal vampire. "Who are you?" she asked.
"I am Saya," she drew her sword with a steely hiss, casting the hilt away casually, "and I am the last of my breed." The weapon caught the light as she smiled coldly, "I have dedicated myself to eliminating the mongrel breeds that have risen up in our place."
"So why are you here?" Juri asked, the others moving to encircle the strange vampire.
"To test this one," Saya nodded to where Utena stood, the still sheathed sword in her hands. "Will you accept my challenge?" she asked her boldly.
"This fight is a waste," Utena finally said quietly, "you know there are worse things than I out in the night."
"Do you accept my challenge," Saya repeated, meeting Utena's gaze.
'A zealot,' Utena thought, looking into those deep, dark eyes, 'she won't be reasoned with.' Utena took a breath, "I accept."
"I'm glad," and Saya was on the move, sword gleaming in a deadly arc. Utena drew smoothly, parrying the blow in a flash of silver and a ringing of blades.
'She's good,' Utena thought. She had barely seen the move, only parrying with the greatest of difficulty. There was a feeling of power in the air, like static electricity, as their wills fought invisibly alongside their gleaming blades.
Saya smoothly struck, going for the neck in a wicked strike, but again Utena parried her. A feral smile tugged on Saya's lips as she realized that this wasn't going to be so simple. They moved almost like dancers, swords flashing as they fought back and forth.
'This one won't make it easy,' Saya thought, 'good.'
Victoria drew one of her pistols out, the slim blonde muttering softly, "We shouldn't be playing around like this.."
"No," Anthy put her hand on Victoria's arm, "Utena wouldn't want you to interfere."
"Besides," Integra smiled coldly, "this match is almost over." At their questioning looks she added softly, "Utena is better."
Utena ducked under a strike, stepping in close to the off balance Saya. She struck, sweeping her sword right across the open belly in one swift motion. Saya staggered, a arm held across her belly, then she simply dropped to the pavement.
"Finish it," Saya uttered softly.
"You don't.." Utena looked down at her in surprise, just a bit stunned to see a gentle smile on her face. "Why?"
"I am the last of my breed," Saya repeated, "and it has been a long and lonely time." She closed her eyes, an expression of utter tranquillity on her face. "Finish it."
"As you wish," Utena swung down once, separating head from body in one smooth strike.
To be continued...
Part Twenty-eight: Tokyo Sixteen
"Lets head inside," Ayaka said, her long red hair flowing over her shoulders, "there's someone waiting inside who you really should see."
"Right," Utena looked down at the body of Saya, just a bit startled to see it beginning to dissolve. 'She really was different than us,' the pink haired girl mused. She walked over to where she had flung the sword's hilt, then slid the weapon home with a rasp, carrying it at her side.
The bouncer's black hair fell into her eyes, her long leather coat flowing around her. She tilted her head to the side, "Most of the staff's going to be leaving, you want me to stick around?"
"That's not a good idea, Bones," Ayaka smiled at the bouncer, "you're tough, but I don't know if you can take vampires."
Utena nodded, "But thanks for the offer."
"Right," Bones pushed off from her spot by the door, only pausing to look over at Juri thoughtfully. Then she slipped away into the darkness.
"That was odd," Juri noted, her long orange hair falling past her shoulders.
"Maybe she likes you," Shiori added with a slight smile, her purple hair elegantly messy.
"Are we going inside," Integra asked coldly, her eyes flashing behind her glasses, "or not?"
The band of vampire slayers moved down the hallway, stepping out into a larger room. There were two women waiting behind the bar, several tables had been pushed together and covered with snacks, but otherwise the place seemed deserted.
A woman strode out of the shadows, a slight smile on her handsome face. "I had most of the staff stay home tonight," the completely human incarnation of Arisugawa Juri said simply, "but I had to stick around to meet you."
"How..." Juri blinked, the vampiress' eyes wide with surprise.
"Long story," Juri shrugged. She looked over at Utena, "Minagi and Ryouko insisted on staying to tend bar, but they've been instructed to stay out of any fights. Also, if you're going to fight please try to take it outside."
"Ah, right," Utena managed, her thoughts racing. 'Does this mean there's a human version of me around, too?' she wondered.
"I'll be back later this evening," Juri looked at Ayaka pointedly, "and I expect to find the place roughly the way I left it."
"Yes, ma'am," Ayaka threw a mock salute, Juri walking out grumbling softly.
"Is that who you wanted me to meet?" Utena asked softly.
"No," Ayaka shook her head slightly before nodding towards a dark corner of the club, "she's sitting over there."
Utena turned, her eyes piercing the darkness. The woman in the traditional kimono drank from a crystal glass, a young human woman sitting beside her. Utena felt her eyes widening as she softly murmured, "Miyu."
"Do you want me to go with you?" Juri asked Utena quietly, the taller vampire's eyes narrowing as she studied the figures in the corner.
"I'd appreciate it," Utena said as the two walked forward together.
Integra watched Utena and Juri move off together, then the gray haired woman turned her attention back to Anthy. "Do you want to get a drink?" she asked calmly.
"Please," Anthy smiled slightly. Utena's girls had just finished ordering their drinks, Ami, Excel and Hitomi getting odd looks from the two cyan haired bartenders. "Someone you know?" Anthy asked the nearest one, noting the scars on her cheeks.
"Something like that," Minagi agreed. She gave the three a grin before asking, "So what can I get you folks?"
"Whisky," Integra said simply.
"Blood and rum," Ceres said, the blonde soldier looking around her warily.
"Blood and wine," Anthy ordered.
"Got it," the unscarred twin helped pour the drinks. Ryouko moved stylishly behind the bar, a impish grin on her face and her catlike blue eyes shining with excitement. "May I just say how odd this is?" she noted as she passed the drinks around.
"We all have twins you know, I take it?" Integra asked softly.
"Yeah," Ryouko agreed, "though you and Ceres aren't all that different." She dropped her voice, "But Anthy, Juri and Utena? Wow."
Integra looked over at where Juri and Utena were talking to a strange young woman. "They aren't quite what I was expecting," she admitted.
Utena settled into the seat across from Miyu, studying the pale vampire child thoughtfully. She still shone with power, but somehow it was a bit less overwhelming than it had been on their first meeting. "You wanted to see me?" Utena asked.
Miyu smiled slightly, drinking something red from a wine glass. "A most bold move," she gestured to the club around her.
"I can't hide from Ohtori," Utena said softly in reply, "I never could, and running away from her isn't my style."
"No, I suppose not," Himiko spoke up from her lover's side. Her brown hair fell into her hair, studying Utena thoughtfully. "Is Saya...?"
"Yes," Utena said simply. She saw a flash of pain in Miyu's eyes and said, "I'm sorry."
"She was a troubled soul," Miyu said softly. She looked to where Utena still carried the katana Saya had tossed her, "Will you continue to wield that?"
Utena hefted the blade, her expression thoughtful, "Yes, I think so."
"Good," Miyu smiled slightly, "the weapon carries much honor."
Juri listened to them talk intently, her eyes dark. "Utena tells me you faced Mrs. Ohtori before," she said, "do you think this party will draw her out?"
"Oh, yes," Miyu agreed, "her pride would not allow her to ignore it." She paused before adding, "Mrs. Ohtori has not slain anyone, since coming here to Tokyo. She has turned a few willingly to vampires, but other than that..."
"I wonder why she would do that," Utena said, studying Miyu intently She wished that she had something to do with her hands, the nervousness churning deep within her. "When we talked before," Utena finally said, "I got the feeling you were holding something back." A pause, "Something about my powers, I think."
"Miyu wouldn't do that..." Himiko started to protest, only to have Miyu hold up a silencing hand, meeting Utena's eyes.
"There are things that I did not think you were ready to hear," Miyu looked at Utena measuringly, "do you believe you are ready now?"
"Probably not," Utena answered frankly, feeling amused by Miyu's mild surprise, "but if things go badly tonight, I may not get another chance to ask."
Miyu chuckled softly, "You are most wise, Utena, seizing a chance like this." She spoke softly, "There are tales of a power hidden within the vampires, a power that some say could revolutionize the entire world."
"I'm not that powerful..." Utena began.
"Nor was the first one whom possessed that power at first," Miyu said. "Dios was a good and honorable man, until that power twisted and corrupted him. It took the heroism of his vampire sister to stop him, whom slew herself after committing that dark deed."
"The power corrupts," Utena murmured.
"Why have I never heard of this before?" Juri asked.
"You are both still so young," Miyu said gravely, "with much to learn about your kind and your own potentials."
"Fair enough," Utena agreed. She puffed out a sigh, "If this power I have is this Power of Dios, what does that mean?"
"The elders will become aware of you," Miyu said, "some fearing that power, others seeking to use it for their own advantage."
"Marvelous," Juri muttered softly.
Miyu rose from her seat, her long black hair falling over her shoulders. "When the time comes to face Mrs. Ohtori," she said softly, "remember that battle is not the only option."
"Hey, wait a minute," Utena started to say only to have both women seemingly disappear on her. "Damn it," she sighed as she got up out of her seat to look around her irritably, "I hate it when people do that to me."
"Is she always that helpful?" Juri asked, looking around her warily.
"She was actually a bit more talkative this time," Utena admitted.
There was the sound of a disturbance outside, and Juri felt a familiar and dangerous presence. "She's here," Juri said softly, remembering it from back at the academy.
Utena nodded slightly, feeling that power. "It's time," she agreed.
To be continued...
Author's Note: This episode is set in my cross-dimensional bar Arisugawa's Locket, with it's own version of Arisugawa Juri. Bones the bouncer is from .com. Finally, tending bar are Ryouko and Minagi from Tenchi Muyo.
Part Twenty-eight: Tokyo Sixteen
"Damn," Victoria swore softly, the blonde haired vampire's eyes wide as she felt the presence that was nearing the bar, "if that's Ohtori out there, she's old."
Integra narrowed her eyes in thought. "As old as Arucard is?" she asked Victoria, her gray hair flowing down her back.
"Maybe so," Victoria nodded, referring to the vampire who had created her, "or even older. I've never felt something like this before."
"There's a odd chill to the air," Anthy agreed softly.
Utena stood there for a moment, the sword Saya gave her in her hand. "Do we go out to meet her," she mused thoughtfully, "or..."
"We'll follow your lead," Juri reached out to gently put her hand on Utena's arm, standing there calmly at her lover's side.
Utena closed her eyes for a few seconds and there seemed to appear an air of utter serenity all around her. There was a firm knock on the front door and Utena smiled slightly. "Enter freely," she called out, "and of your own free will."
A couple of vampire servants entered the bar first to check for a trap, then a few human hangers on. Then she swept inside, the tall, pale blue haired woman. There was a feeling of power around her, her eyes glowing with an almost unearthly force. She looked around the room, her gaze finally settling on where Utena stood defiantly.
"Is that her?" Utena asked Juri softly, not turning from the contest of wills going on, each trying to stare down the other.
"Oh yes," Juri said with a fierce scowl, standing there defiantly even against the power that Mrs. Ohtori possessed.
Mrs. Ohtori turned away first, the oddest expression on her face. "Tenjou Utena," she walked over to say calmly, those scarlet lips rising in a odd little smile, "we meet at last."
Utena seemed entirely unaffected by the power radiating off the elder vampire, meeting her eyes calmly. "I'm glad you could make it," she said as her allies moved into position, "I was worried your invitation was lost in the mail."
"Not what I expected," the woman in a slinky red gown said, "not what I expected at all." Mrs. Ohtori looked at Utena thoughtfully, "So what do we do now?"
Utena set the sword down on top of the table, settling down in her chair casually. She gestured to an empty seat and said, "Would you care for a drink?"
"Thank you," Ohtori gave a regal nod. Her followers seemed as surprised as Utena's as she settled into a seat at the table. "Blood and wine?" she asked.
"If you wish," Utena nodded. She made a summoning gesture and Minagi appeared beside the table, formally presenting the elder vampire with her drink. "Thanks," Utena said with a smile to her before she returned to the bar.
"You're welcome," Minagi grinned at Utena, clearly enjoying the show before the blue haired woman teleported away.
Mrs. Ohtori took a drink, studying Utena thoughtfully. She didn't look like a monster, instead she was a beautiful if eccentric young woman, dressed in the black schoolboy's uniform. Her most striking figure was the robin's blue eyes that seemed to look right into you.
Juri took a seat right beside Utena, but it was obviously with the greatest reluctance. From the deadly glare the orange haired vampiress gave Mrs. Ohtori she clearly remembered the beating she had received at the woman's hands.
"What is Utena thinking?" Wakaba squeaked out nervously, the pretty younger girl holding a stake in a sweaty hand.
"Wait and see," Shiori frowned, wondering herself what was going on.
"Should we...?" Victoria Ceres asked softly, looking suspiciously towards where the vampire and human followers waited patiently.
"Let Utena play out her hand," Anthy advised softly.
"And if she fails," Integra murmured, "it falls to us."
Over at the table Juri's eyes glinted with restrained anger. "It's been a while," she said to the older woman coldly.
"That it has," Mrs. Ohtori agreed with Juri calmly, drinking some her wine. She set the cup down then turned to look at the sword Utena had laid across the table, "I rather expected you to attack as soon as I met you."
"I probably would have once," Utena said to her simply, "but I had an interesting little conversation with Miyu earlier."
"The vampire princess," Ohtori murmured thoughtfully.
"She suggested I try to settle this without fighting," Utena said softly. She looked at Mrs. Ohtori thoughtfully, "What is it you want?"
"I have what I want," Mrs. Ohtori actually smirked, raising her hand and snapping her fingers dramatically. There was a burst of movement from Utena's allies and Shiori ran over to Ohtori's side, dropping to kneel beside her.
"Shiori," Juri rose from her seat but Utena grabbed her arm, keeping her from going across the table at Mrs. Ohtori.
"Mistress," Shiori murmured, and Juri froze at the sound.
Even in their most intimate moments together Juri hadn't heard such caring in Shiori's voice, such honest warmth. 'Utena was right,' Juri realized, fighting back a surge of rage. Shiori had been turned during the time that she had spent in Mrs. Ohtori's hands and now she was following the master vampire willingly. Juri saw the light in Shiori's face and thought despairingly, 'Eagerly, even.'
Utena narrowed her eyes, fighting an urge to lash out. As the vampire who had turned Shiori she could exert some control over her, but... She looked at the way Mrs. Ohtori looked at Shiori, and there was a gentle love in her gaze.
"And Kanae?" Utena asked coldly.
Mrs. Ohtori's eyes flashed with anger, her power surging up with her rage. "Don't say her name," she growled out angrily.
"She didn't kill Kanae, you know," Juri spoke up, her voice trembling just a bit as she faced the power of the woman, "not really."
"What?" Mrs. Ohtori was surprised enough to let go of her rage a moment.
"She committed suicide," Juri continued on firmly, "she just used Utena to do it."
"You're lying," Mrs. Ohtori hissed.
"You've tasted my blood," Juri said with a flash of anger, "you'd be able to tell!"
"I don't know if I like the look of this," Ami murmured, the blue haired young woman standing with the other girls.
Hitomi pushed her short brown hair out of her eyes, watching Ohtori's human and vampire servants warily. Then she turned to gaze at Anthy and her two friends and added, "They could be trouble, too."
"Whatever happens," Wakaba said firmly, "we'll help Utena-sama."
"Oh yes," Excel agreed, blonde hair bouncing. She frowned cutely, "I just wish we'd been able to grab Shiori before she took off."
"Next time," Ami flashed a dangerous smile, her blue hair shining in the light.
To be continued...
Part Twenty-nine: Tokyo Seventeen
Mrs. Ohtori met Juri's eyes across the table, the blue haired elder vampire's gaze boring into hers. A bit of blood trickled from Juri's nose as she managed to groan out, "You like taking things by force, don't you?"
"You're not lying," Mrs. Ohtori finally had to concede. She closed her eyes, shutting them out as an old pain ached within her, then she opened them. The gaze she fixed on Utena was deadly as she said, "It doesn't matter, her blood is on your hands."
"You are in such denial..." Juri muttered, shaking her head with a sneer.
"You impudent little whelp," Mrs. Ohtori half rose from her chair, eyes flashing.
Utena moved fast, putting herself between the, 'We're committed,' she thought even as she said aloud, "If you want her, you have to go through me."
"Not inside the BAR!" Ryouko roared out, breaking the rising tension. Both Utena and Mrs. Ohtori turned to look at her in surprise as the blue haired bartender growled out, "If you want to have a fight, take it outside!"
Mrs. Ohtori smiled a wintry smile, "Of course."
"Mistress," Shiori stood by the gorgeous vampiress' side, the violet haired woman meeting Juri's gaze calmly.
"Let's go," Utena said, picking up her sword from the table and putting it over her shoulder.
As Utena passed her Ayaka Kisaragi raised an eyebrow, "Do you want me to...?"
"No thanks," Utena told the redheaded miko quietly, "this fight is mine." Utena flashed a grin, "But thanks for the offer."
Utena turned away from the tables to calmly lead the way out of the bar. The two groups warily eyed each other as they filed outside, Utena and her allies forming into one group, Mrs. Ohtori, her vampire and human slaves in another group.
Integra Hellsing eyed the vampires in the enemy camp, her silver gray hair glowing slightly in the night. Victoria stood beside her, the blonde vampire smiling coldly as she readied the dangerous looking pistol she carried. On Integra's other side Anthy raised her own pistol, the dusky vampire filled with a dangerous kind of energy,
"I want you all to stay back," Utena instructed her groupies softly.
"But Utena...," Wakaba blurted.
"If her human servants try something you can stop them," Utena kept her voice gentle but firm, "but the vampires are our problem, understood?"
"Hai," Hitomi nodded, the other girls reluctantly following suit.
Utena walked over to Juri's side, watching as Mrs. Ohtori, Shiori on her side, was organizing her people for combat. "How many vampires do you think she has with her?" Utena asked.
"Counting Shiori, there's at least twenty with that bitch," Juri said, her voice crackling with barely restrained anger.
"You're angry," Utena said softly, "but is it because Shiori lied to us? Or is it because she left you before you could let her go?"
"She didn't deceive you," Juri sighed, "you spotted something wrong almost immediately." She scowled, "I guess I'm angry I let myself get deceived that way."
"Just don't lose your perspective..." Utena started.
"I've got a clear shot," Victoria said tersely as the intense woman grew tired of waiting around, "and I'm taking it!"
"Wait," Anthy started, but it was too late.
The gun roared loudly, all the vampires and humans startled as Mrs. Ohtori jerked backward, blood splashing on Shiori and anyone nearby. "NO," Shiori cried out, her voice filled with an indescribable pain...
"That was very foolish," Mrs. Ohtori's face was bloody, part of her cheek simply gone, then it all began to knit together. Flesh and blood flowed back up into the wound, in moments restoring torn and broken skin.
"God..." Utena blinked in shock.
"And I only thought Arucard could do regeneration that well," Integra said to the others softly, "or that quickly."
Mrs. Ohtori blurred, disappearing before reappearing right beside Victoria, about to strike when Utena intervened. Mrs. Ohtori seemed shocked at Utena matching her speed, the pink haired woman meeting her gaze coolly.
"Your fight's with me, remember?" Utena said to her evenly, holding the vampire back just by a grip on her wrist.
"Indeed it is," and with that Mrs. Ohtori and Utena moved together, blurring as they struck back and forth...
"Damn it," Juri growled, "here comes her backup!"
The vampire servants of Mrs. Ohtori, a mix of mostly young men and woman charged at Utena's allies, only to be met with gunfire. Anthy headshot the leader, his corpse exploding into ash, the woman wielding her gun with machine-like precision. Beside her Integra and Victoria opened up, backing her up even as they kept an eye on their allies.
Mrs. Ohtori and Utena faced each other in absolute silence, standing still a moment on the dusty street. A bit of blood trickled down the side of Utena's face and she reached up, wiping it away with the back of her hand.
"First blood to you," Utena said.
"I'm impressed," Mrs. Ohtori's dress swirled around her as she smiled oddly, "I haven't had a fight like this in ages." Around her an aura of power began to rise, light fading away almost as if she was absorbing the light around her. "But it ends now, youngling..." she said coldly.
Utena staggered slightly under the sudden attack, the power beating down on her like some kind of unearthly hammer. She forced herself to stand up straight, meeting Ohtori's stunned eyes as she snarled, "Like hell it is."
Juri searched the mob of enemies as the three women fired into the vampire force, then suddenly moved like a shot. "Got you," the taller woman cried as she grabbed Shiori by the wrist, holding the girl as Juri stared down at her. She paused a moment, then quietly asked Shiori, "Why?"
"You didn't love me," Shiori looked up to meet her former lover's eyes, "not the way that I ever wanted." Her gaze softened, "Ohtori loves me, she has shown me more caring in a few nights than you ever did."
"I could stake you," Juri said, her voice barely a whisper, "I should, really."
Shiori actually smiled, "We all do what we have to."
Utena met Mrs. Ohtori's gaze, a faint glow shining around her as she met the elder vampire's eyes. Again and again Ohtori tried to break her guard with her unearthly powers, tried to strike at Utena, but she stood her ground.
"Should we...?" Integra nodded towards Utena.
"No," Anthy shook her head firmly, "Utena would want to face this alone."
Anthy watched the nearly invisible battle of wills continue and realized something: she didn't love Utena. Admire, yes, and she would continue to care for her... but Utena's decision to turn to Juri had ended any deeper emotion. She was free.
Ruka felt a flash of anger as he punched the boy in the face, dropping him out cold. 'Wish Utena would finish this,' he thought. Beside him Ami, Hitomi and the rest drove Mrs. Ohtori's entranced human servants back, the girl's fighting like hellcats.
"If you don't give up," Ami Mizuno said, "I'll have to break your knee." He charged, she kicked out and there was a wet crack. "Told you," Ami sighed as he dropped.
Wakaba and Excel had ganged up on another, the woman on the floor as Excel sat on her, holding her down. "Stay down," Wakaba conked the pinned woman over the head, then she and Excel exchanged a hi-five.
Keiko lead the boy backwards, "You don't want to do this." He followed her in, then Hitomi hit him over the head with a plank.
"We warned you," Hitomi tossed the board aside.
Utena and Mrs. Ohtori struggled on silently, invisuible powers clashing between them. Then... the elder vampire faltered a moment, her power not enough to continue the fight. Utena seized the moment, drawing the katana smoothly as she forced forward, cleaving Ohtori's power by the force of her will. She reached the woman's side in a moment, sword raised, then swung downward!
"No!" Shiori rushed from Juri's side, catching the sword, Utena pulling back the force of the blow enough to save the girl's arm.
"Stand aside," Utena said, eyes almost glowing in the darkness.
Shiori looked up, meeting her eyes steadily as she firmly said, "I won't." More gently she added, "I love her, Utena."
"So?" Utena's voice was hard as steel.
"You'll have to kill me first," Shiori said. She tilted her head to the side and smiled, "Spare her life, Utena. Show that you're different than her."
"I took Kanoe's life," Utena slid the sword away with a steely rasp, "and I'm sparing yours." Softly, "That makes us even."
"I will remember this," Mrs. Ohtori's voice was ice cold as Shiori helped her back to her feet, "until the end of my days, I will not forget."
"So will I," Utena agreed, "and I'll be stronger in the future. Try this again," her voice dropped dangerously, "if you dare."
Juri walked over to stand by Utena, looking on as Shiori and Ohtori walked away together. "I couldn't do it," she said softly, "couldn't kill her."
Utena flashed a sudden smile, "Good."
"Leaving her alive is a mistake you'll regret," Integra Hellsing said, lighting a cigar. Anthy put her hand on the woman's arm, shaking her head.
"So what do we do now?" Wakaba asked, leading Ruka and the other girls over.
"We've got a party to finish," Utena looked over to where Anthy, Integra and Victoria stood so closely together, "and farewells to make."
To be continued...
Part Thirty: Farewells and Beginnings
The airport was deserted at this time of night, the private jet waiting and ready to go. Most of their friends were gathered and Anthy was making her farewells nearby. Integra nodded slightly to Utena, "It's been... interesting, meeting you."
"Thanks," Utena sighed. The pale, pink haired woman hesitated a moment, making sure that Anthy was out of earshot before saying, "Take care of her, please."
Integra hesitated, her gray hair blowing back from her face then she nodded slightly. "You have my word," she said crisply, turning to walk to the plane, the blonde vampire Victoria Ceres joining her a moment later to wait by the boarding ladder.
"We may not like each other," Juri said to Anthy, her orange hair flowing around her face, "but I'm going to miss our scraps."
Anthy was startled enough by that to laugh. "Take care of Utena," the dusky vampire murmured, "she's far too trusting for her own good."
"Will do," Juri half saluted then moved back to give them some space.
"I"m sorry," Utena said, uncomfortably putting her hands in the pockets of her black schoolboy's uniform, "I wish I had handled things better."
Anthy reached out to stroke Utena's cheek, "I wish you had asked, you know. I rather think things would be very different right now."
"So you're joining the Holy Order?" Utena asked, nodding towards Integra and Victoria as the hand dropped away from her cheek.
"It's familiar to me," Anthy said, "and I care for Integra a great deal." She shrugged, "If I hadn't been chasing my brother all those months ago, I might never have left her."
"Whatever happens," Utena said softly, "try to be happy."
Anthy took a step back, smiling slightly. "I will be, I think," and with that she walked to the plane, reaching out to take Integra and Victoria's hands.
"Are you going to be all right?" Juri asked her curiously, watching as the slim plane taxied to it's runway. It sped up along the pavement, smoothly rising up into the sky. It soared up higher and higher before it began to shrink off into the distance.
"I think so," Utena sighed, "eventually."
"Utena-sama!" Wakaba hit Utena with a flying hug, sending the slim vampire staggering about, both of them clearly enjoying the game.
Ruka chuckled softly, the blue haired young man standing by Juri's side. "So," he looked over at Juri, "what do we do now?"
"That's the question, isn't it," Juri said, taking a look at Utena.
Utena walked over towards them and had an oddly distracted look on her face. "We'd better get moving," she said, "Ms. Ohtori is leaving town."
"How do you know..." Ruka started, then nodded, "the bond with Shiori."
"I'd like to check their apartment out," Utena looked over at the girls and sighed, "right after we drop them off at the apartment."
"But Utena..." the whining was loud but she ignored it stoiclly.
Sunrise was growing close as Juri focused her willpower, making the landlord open up the apartment door. "Here you go," he murmured, walking off in a cloud.
"I still don't like that," Utena said, leading the way inside.
Juri chuckled softly. "For a vampire," she remarked, "you have a bit too much concience." They moved into the opulantly decorated suite, looking around curiously. It was lovely, well taken care of, but still had the feel of an abandoned home.
"Isn't this interesting," Utena murmured as they entered the bedroom. A letter lay on the neatly made bed with her name on it, the scents on it a mix of Ohtori and Shiori.
"Aren't you going to pick it up?" Juri asked curiously.
"Do I have to?" Utena sighed. "I't's probably a vow to hunt me till the ends of the Earth or something," she complained.
"If you don't open it," Juri's voice was dangerous, "I will."
"Right," Utena popped the wax seal, unfolding it as two pieces of plastic fell out. "Bank cards," Utena blinked, holding them in her hands.
"In your and my names," Juri murmured, "read the damn letter!"
"Your are not what I expected," Utena read from the letter, "none of your are. Vampires hunt alone unless ruled by a master, vampires are solitary by their nature. Yet they stand beside you unbound by power as do humans free of any compulsion other than love."
"I do not forgive you for my daughter Kanae," Utena continued to read, "but as Shiori has reminded me I do owe you my life in return. We will meet again when I am ready, and until then I want you alive, waiting for me. These cards can access but a small part of my resources, but they should be sufficient for you."
"Damn," Juri murmured as Utena folded up the letter.
Utena closed her eyes, reaching out to try and feel for Shiori through the blood bond between them but she received nothing. "They let us see this place," she opened her blue eyes, "Ohtori wants us to have this, all right."
"The sun will be rising soon," Juri said, "do we keep them or leave the cards?"
"We take them," Utena slipped the card into her pocket even as they left the apartment. They went down the access ways into the utility tunnels burried beneath the city, navigating through the darkness together.
"So what do we do now?" Juri asked as they walked together, their peternatural vision piercing through the shadows.
"I want to talk it over with the others," Utena said firmly, "once we get back."
"Sounds like you have some ideas," Juri noted.
"Yes and no," Utena said softly, a slight smile on her face. She tilted her head to the side, "Though if those cards are real it'll open up a lot of options."
"Call Ayaka Kisaragi," Juri smiled wryly, "if anyone can find that out it's her."
Utena chuckled softly, "It sounds like a plan." She recognized a power box and nodded thoughtfully, "I think we're here."
They climbed up a ladder into a electrical room, emerging beneath the apartment building they had been staying in. Utena led the way to the elevator and up to their suite, the nervously waiting girl's looking visibly relieved at their safe return.
"Did you find anything useful at Ms. Ohtori's?" was Ami's first question as they entered, the blue haired young woman walking over to look at Utena worriedly. She voice dropped slightly, "Mistress, are you hungry?"
Utena forced back a yawn, feeling the effects of the dawn working on her. "I'm all right for now," she reassured her, "I had some blood last night at the Locket."
"We'd better rest," Juri fought back her own weariness and gave Ruka a smile. "Call up Ayaka for us, too," she said, "I think Utena's going to want to talk to us all tonight."
"You're right about that," Utena agreed, she and Juri stumbling off to their darkened bed chamber to sleep.
"The cards are real," Ayaka dropped the two bank cards on the table, "not to memtion tied to some impressively large accounts."
"Thanks," Juri smiled.
Utena looked around the room, at Juri, the small band of girl groupies, Ayaka, Wakaba and Ruka sitting in the various chairs. "I wanted to lay out our options," Utena smiled slightly, "before we make any major decisions."
"First," Utena said calmly, "we can go back to Ohtori. The girls, Ruka and Wakaba can continue their education there, and it's a safe place for vampires."
"Just being safe," Juri murmured, "has never really appealed to me." The others all pretty much chimed in their agreement to that.
"Second," Utena said, "we can go to Britain together. Apparently Integra thinks we're rough but have some potential and before she left she extended an offer to join the Holy Order for us."
Ruka frowned, "I hate sea trips. Besides, that sort of deal is probably one way, I bet. We join, we can't easily resign later."
"Anthy did it," Wakaba pointed out.
"And had to phone in regularly," Juri said coldly, "or Integra Hellsing came looking for her to find out what was going on."
"The third option is the most risky," Utena said. "We stay in Tokyo, keep hunting vampires either from here or some other base of operations. Now that I've killed Saya and fought Ohtori to a draw other vamps are going to come for me," she said, "either to neutralize me as a threat or just to make a name for themselves."
"If you do stick around Tokyo," Ayaka smiled slightly, "the Phantom Quest Corp. can throw some work your way." She grinned, "Pretty much the reason you wanted me to stick around?"
"Yeah," Utena smiled back.
"I doubt the vampire problem in this city is under control," Hitomi noted, the brown haired girl adding eagerly, "it's something we could all help with."
Wakaba, Excel, Ruka and Keiko all chimed in their agreement. Ami pushed up her glasses and added cheerfully, "And Tokyo has some fine cram schools for us, too." There was a soft chorus of groans at that but Ami just grinned.
"I'd say we're agreed," Juri gave Utena a smile, reaching out to take her hand, "looks like we're staying here in Tokyo."
"They won't know what hit them," Utena agreed, squeezing Juri's hand gently.
The End.
Final Comments and Author's Notes
Well, that's the end for now, at least. I've left the ending open to be continued if I choose, either continuing with Utena and gang's adventures in Tokyo or covering Anthy's becoming part of the Hellsing organization. I don't know for certain that I'll do that, but keep your eyes open. As well I'm putting this up in a revised form on with additional chapters and more explicit content under the title Blood Soaked and Honor Bound: Reloaded.
Below are the thoughts and concepts I startred out with when I began this series. I didn't always manage to work all the materials into the story but some of it was used. Anything I didn't use may turn up in my revised version, but we'll just have to see.
In this story vampirism brings out the dark side of the person who has been transformed, bringing up whatever he or she may be trying to repress. Touga was a good man originally, struggling with a dark side that was just too much for him as a vampire. For Juri, her dark side was her conflicted sexuality, so when she became a vampire that side of her was totally released, for good or ill. And in some cases a person's sanity can break under the change, like poor Saionji or Kanae.
Before Utena appeared, Ohtori academy was nearly the perfect hunting ground for any vampire. A remote locale with all the students confined to their dorm rooms at night allowed the vampires to ravage at will, with only Utena and Anthy to try to stop them. Akio chose it well, when he came there... or was sent there.
The curse of Vampirism in this series is being treated, at least mostly, as an disease, not supernatural at all. It has effects that can be scientifically traced, alteriing the body and brain in certain specific ways, and changing when circumstances require. The virus changes the body, altering it to be stronger, tougher, and more resistant to damage. Of course, it also creates specific vulnerabilities, including sleeping during the day, sensitivity to the sun, and other problems.
The psionic gifts that Juri, Utena and Anthy are all beginning to show are a result of their altered brain chemistry activating dormant, unused parts of the human brain. As vampires grow older they can develop even greater mental gifts, as Utena and friends will eventually discover. And Mrs. Ohtori already knows...
Of course, I'll also be introducing other, very different kinds of vampires from Utena and Anthy. Vampire Princess Miyu being a good example! I plan to raise the question of the existance of supernatural vampires, something that will cause Utena to ask certain questions about her own existance.
I decided to take Utena, Anthy and their friends out of Ohtori because I was worried the series was slowly becoming the 'Which Ohtori character will be the vampire of the week?' story. Setting the series outside of the academy will hopefully allow a broad variety of new characters to be introduced, as well as exploring Utena and Anthy's situation.
So why did I decide to mix up the Utena cast and the vampire curse in the first place? Of course, I'm not the first writer to do so, but I found that the highly erotic edge in much of the Utena material really lent itself to a darker, more vampire oriented perspective. Akio, Touga, Juri and the others are such flawed heroes to start with that I thought making them vampires would bring all those various flaws up to the surface. And for Utena herself...
A woman of deep moral convictions, Utena is tormented by the urges and desires that have come along with her vampirism. Not to mention the other desires that she may have been suppressing, like an deep attraction to other women. She fights to live as morally as she can manage within the limits of her curse, and she occasionally finds herself slipping a bit. Her desire for Wakaba, her nearly attacking Kozue, and her liaison with Juri are all moments which she was unable to fight her deeper urges and desires.
Anthy is quite a different character than in the Utena TV series. A woman with a mission, she long sought to eliminate her vampire brother, to protect the world from his foul taint. She even went to Britain and trained under the Hellsing organization. Now, she finds herself reluctantly working with a vampire to stop the creations of her brother. And in the back of her mind, she wonders if she will have to slay her new ally as well. But now that she has become a vampire herself, she is discovering the Utena's self control is something that she may not share...
Juri, unlike Utena, has totally embraced her vampirism and the powers it grants. Wise enough to know that killing her victims would likely lead to her own end, she only draws enough blood to satisfy her hunger, and to grant pleasure. She longs for a equal, someone to share her existance, and thought she found one in the transformed Shiori, but Mrs. Ohtori has taken her away.
Mrs. Ohtori is a mystery, and I plan to keep her that way for awhile... What we know so far: she's an elder vampire, and more powerful than both Juri and Shiori. She created Akio, as well as having changed her daughter, Kanae.
About the Tokyo Interlude, I've thought about featuring the fight between Utena and Akio for a while, but I didn't see anywhere to fit it in smoothly. I hope this flashback sequece isn't too jarring, but I wanted to get into Mrs. Ohtori's head a bit, as well as explain why she might be a bit worried about facing Utena...
The 'prince of the school' line Akio spouts is inspired by the Utena movie. "It doesn't matter if you are a man or woman, one of strength and nobility is always a prince!" is another quote taken from the first volume of the Utena manga. I was looking for a place to slip it in one of my stories, and this seemed to work quite well.
The Tokyo chapters will feature characters outside of the Utena series, as well as continuing the vampiric changes in Utena and Anthy. Phantom Quest Coorporation, Vampire Princess Miyu, Hellsing and other series will be featured soon.
Because I am usually a more comic writer, I've incorperated certain elements of humor to give a bit of lightness to the story. Wakaba is a major source of comic relief, and is the closest to being purely normal in this story. The Girl Groupies I saddled Utena with will be as much a source of trouble for her as a help.
About the Girl Groupies: I'm still in the process of naming them all. Keiko is from the Utena series, Hitomi is from Escaflowne, Ami Mizuno from Sailor Moon and Excel from Excel Saga. That leaves two other Groupies to name, and I'll happily take any suggestions.
The Research Materials! Well, all right, I didn't actually do a lot of 'research' on this series but there are more than a few authors who gave me ideas and inspiration for this fic.
First, like any writer of modern vampire stories, I owe a large debt of thanks to the writings of Anne Rice. Her first three vampire novels Interview with a Vampire, the Vampire Lestat, and Queen of the Damned returned the erotic edge to vampire fiction, something that it had long lacked. The tortured Louis and the decadent Lestat were some of my favorite characters and in part were the inspiration for how I handled Utena and Juri.
I was also inspired by reading the "Blood" series of novels by Canadian author Tanya Huff, who added a humorous take to Anne Rice's concepts. A night-blind private investigator and the vampiric bastard son of Henry the Eighth investigate a series of supernatural threats in and around the Canadian city of Toronto.
Robert Frezza's book McLendon's Syndrome is one of the better 'scientific' vampire novels, with a unique plotline. Some of my ideas of the vampire disease came from this good book. A science fiction vampire romantic comedy, I mean, what's not to like? Not to mention all the puns...
Some of the erotic vampire stories by Pat Califia were also quite... eye opening. Not for the faint of heart, this transgendered author features both gay and lesbian vampires, in explicity erotic stories. Not something I would normally attempt, but quite skillfully handled none the less.
I should also give a tip of the hat to Roxanna Ohtori, an excellent author of darkly erotic Utena fanfics. I'm pretty certain some of the tone of this fic comes from my reading her works. I'm sorry to report that she's no longer writing fanfics. Milady, you are missed.
Blood Soaked and Honor Bound: Juri's Side
Juri Arisugawa made a striking figure as the tall, orange haired young woman strode down the hall to the dean's office. She had expected to receive such a summons some weeks ago when she drove a teacher to tears, and was faintly surprised it had taken so long. With her shoulders set confidently she knocked on the office door, waiting a moment before a mellow voice called, "Come in."
Akio Ohtori looked up with a smile, the purple haired man setting down the paperwork he was holding. While his dusky skin made it hard to tell there seemed a almost unhealthy pallor about him, a sense that he wasn't as well as he seemed. Still, he stood with a lithe grace and swiftly move to meet her, extending his hand.
"Miss Arisugawa," Akio smiled, "it's a pleasure to meet you at last."
Juri took his hand and shook it, noticing he seemed a bit cool. "Mr. Ohtori," she nodded respectfully, "it's nice to meet you."
"I suppose you were wondering why I called you here?" Akio asked with a sly smile.
Juri smiled dryly, "I assume it's not because of the teacher I scared away?"
"No," Akio waved that off as they walked towards the desk, "if she could be overcome by a student so easily, she shouldn't have been teaching here." He leaned sexily against the desk in a move that was a bit too smooth not to have been practiced, "You're a exceptional student and a star athlete as well. How would you like to join the inner council?"
"I'm already part of the Student Council," Juri noted, wondering what he was talking about.
"No, this is different," Akio looked faintly amused at something as he explained, "the members directly advise the owners of the school itself. Being asked to join is a great honor."
"I imagine so," Juri mused.
As they talked Juri found herself thinking that Akio reminded her of a certain breed of used car salesman. There was a subtle falsehood around him, from his fancy suit to his bleached and died hair. Worse was how he talked, charming but with the undercurrent that he really didn't mean anything he said. One got the feeling that if you shook hands with him, you'd better count to see if you got all your fingers back afterward.
Still, Juri found herself agreeing to be interviewed for the position, taking the elevator up one floor to the Chairwoman's office. As they rode the elevator Juri mused that it was dimly lit, like much of the rest of the school. There seemed to be very little sunlight getting inside, and what did was heavily filtered through the stained and smoked glass that had been used.
'Maybe I'll ask the Chairwoman about it,' Juri thought wryly.
"Mrs. Ohtori is a trifle eccentric," Akio warned as they got out of the elevator and went down a short hall, "but I think you'll get along well." He opened the door to pitch darkness, "After you."
"It's a bit dark...," Juri started only to be pushed forward suddenly, sent stumbling inside while the door swiftly shut behind her.
"Welcome," a voice murmured as a candle flared, lighting up a desk up ahead of Juri.
Juri blinked a few times to let her eyes adapt, then walked forward towards the desk. She watched her steps carefully, trying not to look directly at the candle knowing it would blind her in the dim room. Nearly reaching the desk Juri stumbled over something and nearly fell forward, only to be caught by gentle arms.
The woman cradled Juri in her arms with surprising ease, the green haired woman's skin pale white, almost like that of a porcelain doll. Her eyes were strangely remote, only a bit of amusement in them as she helped Juri sit across from her at the desk in a wooden chair that was probably older than Juri herself.
"I am Kanae Ohtori," the woman in the elegant black dress introduced herself as she sat down once more, "and you are?"
"Juri Arisugawa," she answered confidently, trying to figure the odd woman out.
Kanae studied her in return, her expression that of someone who was searching for something. "Tell me about yourself, Juri," she commanded softly.
"I'm treasurer on the student council," Juri answered, "and am a A student. I compete in fencing as well as on the track and field team." As she sketched in her school life she felt Kanae's cool fingers rest against her hand on the desk, caressing gently. It was a odd sensation but not a unpleasant one, so she didn't do anything about it.
"Enough," Kanae ordered, studying Juri thoughtfully. She reached out and stroked Juri's cheek, smiling when Juri didn't flinch, "You're not like the other women Akio has sent me."
"Other women?" Juri raised a eyebrow.
"They were scared little bunnies, hiding from the big bad wolf," Kanae smiled wryly as she cupped Juri's chin, "you, you are a tigress. No, a leopard."
There was something in the woman's eyes that drew Juri forward, tilting her head to feel her touch as she replied, "I've been called that a few times." As as bent close Juri realized she could see a bit down the woman's dress, catching a fleeting glance at firm, bra-less breasts that triggered a pulse of excitement within her.
Kanae caught where her eyes drifted and smiled, "Ah..."
Juri felt herself blush, but she also was frighteningly aware of the other woman's body, easily imagining her lush curves as her panties grew damp. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ohtori, I...," Juri started.
"There is nothing to apologize for," Kanae told her in a smokey, bedroom voice, "it's in your nature to react like that. Even as this is in my nature." With that she slipped her hand around to the back of Juri's head, pulling her forward gently before kissing her.
Juri moaned as her desire surged uncontrollably, feeling the woman's tongue stab gently into her mouth. With a submissiveness that would have shocked her lovers Juri let Kanae take command, the woman's other hand cupping her face a moment, then moving down to squeeze her breast through her uniform top.
"So sweet," Kanae purred as she broke off the kiss, letting both hands reach out to caress the girl's surprisingly full breasts. Frustrated by the desk she stood and climbed over it, scattering papers and pencils across the floor as she kissed Juri again.
The antique chair tipped backwards as Kanae pushed Juri back, licking and biting her neck, then ripping open the uniform jacket in a surprising burst of strength. Juri moaned as her already aching nipples hit the cold air, shivering erotically. Licking a bit of blood from a over enthusiastic bite the older woman kissed her way down to each full breast, licking at the hard points as Juri writhed in her seat with excitement.
Juri moaned as her cunt gushed wetly, soaking the panties as Kanae feasted on her breasts, teasing them unbearably. She panted as the woman finally relented, smiling as she kissed Juri again. "It's been a long time," she purred in her ear, "pardon my rusty skills."
"If this is rusty," Juri answered breathlessly, "you'd kill me with practice. Mrs. Ohtori." The candle flame went out but neither one needed it, their eyes adapted to the darkness.
"Patience," Kanae answered mysteriously as she kissed her way down, past the breasts to the slight curve of Juri's belly. "And call me Kanae," she purred as her hands made quick work of the trouser buttons on Juri's uniform, peeling them open then yanking the pants down.
Juri blushed as she realized her black lace panties were soaked with her juices, then forgot her embarrassment as Kanae licked her right where her clit thrust against the cloth. Devilishly Kanae teased her by sucking and licking through the cloth, never putting enough pressure on to drive Juri over the edge of orgasm.
"Please, Kanae!" Juri begged, panting as her sweaty hair flew with each toss of her head.
Finally taking mercy on her excited young lover Kanae tugged the panties down, releasing the girl's swollen, soaked flesh. "Lovely," Kanae murmured as she blew across her mound, evoking a surprised yelp from Juri.
Juri had been with women lovers before, thought probably not as many as people thought, but this blew them all away. Juri bucked and writhed as the woman flicked her tongue along her clit, sliding fingers inside of her and rubbing along the walls of her cunt. Juri hadn't believed in the 'g-spot' before, but she sure did now as Kanae brought her to screaming, writhing orgasms.
It was a miracle Juri didn't break the chair, her bucking about making the chair dance a jig as Kanae drank of her sweet fluids. It was strangely satisfying to nurse on her molten core, but it did nothing to satisfy her deeper hunger. She pulled back reluctantly, pausing to kiss that puffy mound, then stood, her black dress rumpled from kneeling on the floor.
Juri looked up, blissed out from pleasure but her mind struggling to work. "Kanae," she said, "please, let me make you feel good, too."
"There is something you can do for me, beautiful one," Kanae agreed, reaching out and gently picking Juri up. Setting Juri on the edge of the desk she swept everything off onto the floor, then lay Juri down over the large oak surface.
"We should have done this earlier," Juri laughed breathlessly as Kanae climbed over her, still dressed in her sexy black sheath.
"Hmm," Kanae sighed as she kissed Juri again, their bodies pressing close.
Juri sighed happily as Kanae licked along her jaw then reached her neck, biting and sucking playfully. "You're gonna give me a hickey," Juri shuddered, feeling herself getting wet once more.
Her face hidden by her hair Kanae sucked lovingly on Juri's neck as she murmured, "I'm sorry."
'For what?' Juri wanted to ask before a burst of intense pain made her cry out. Kanae had bit her! Bit her hard! Juri watched in stunned shock as her lover CLAMPED HER MOUTH ON HER NECK AND GUZZLED HER BLOOD!
Juri wanted to fight, but her arms and legs felt like wet noodles, the strength sucked right out of her. Her attempts to talk came out as little more than distressed mewls as she could literally feel her life draining away. Then a second intense burst hit her, this time of raw pleasure. Her back arched as a force equal or surpassing any orgasm she'd ever had rumbled through her, washing all thought away in a wave of pure animal pleasure. Even as things grew dark she didn't care, the feelings were so strong...
As the hunger finally ebbed Kanae drew back, looking down at the lifeless body before her. It took a moment for her bestial side to ebb away, but then she felt the dull horror of her existence sweep in on her again. She had killed, robbed the world of a shining light only to sustain herself. She caress the bloodless cheek as a few bloody tears fell down her own cheek, grieving silently.
Kanae rose and looked down at the body, silently considering what to do. Prudence counseled severing the child's head so she would not rise again, but Kanae found herself hesitating. The few vampires she had made were thralls, weak willed servants, but somehow she knew Juri would not be like that. The girl had a core of iron in her, Kanae was sure of that.
As if summoned by her thoughts Akio appeared, the younger vampire reaching her side even without the candle. "Beloved," he bowed.
"My love," Kanae answered, even though she wasn't sure she felt anything like that for him, anymore. "Take her to her rooms," she ordered as she looked at Juri, "when she awakens in three days, make sure there is someone... expendable there."
"Of course," Akio bowed, gracefully picking Juri up, not commenting on the lack of clothes. Behind his cool look was a fair amount of surprise, including why she had spared Juri. Still, he knew he would find out eventually.
Kanae watched him carry Juri away as she sat down, the room plunging into darkness once more. She didn't know what changes allowing Juri to come back as a vampire might bring, but she knew whatever happened it would be interesting.
End?
Notes: In the original Blood Soaked and Honor Bound I had Akio be responsible for turning Juri, not his mistress Kanae. With Juri as a lead character I think there probably would be more sex, (lol) but I'm not sure what else would happen. Would she seduce Utena? Become a villain? Stay neutral? I'm not sure myself, but it'd probably be interesting.