BLOOD + FANFIC

Chapter 1

AFTER THE DARK

It's so dark... or is it?

I am not sure... what is dark?

There is something there.

It is comforting... but what is it?

What is anything?

What am I?

Ahhh... Light! It is bright, harsh and yet... Inviting...

Something was becoming more and more prevalent... a sound. Loud, soothing... repetitive.

Crawling out of the dark into the blinding light. Suddenly there were colours. How she knew the names of these colours eluded her. The sky... was a dark blue with the source of light being a large white circle. The ground was hard and cold under her bare skin. Rock... no, stone... that was what it was made of... It gave off a subtle blue-gray glow in reflection of the moonlight. Yes, it was the moon, that light... so it was 'night'?

Suddenly, a tall dark looming form appeared in front of her.

"Ohayo... Saya."

It was a tall, handsome, fair man. His hair was shoulder length most held back by a leather thong while those too short to be held in the thong framed his beautiful face. His dark eyes were the most compelling to look at, but she tore her gaze away in excitement to explore the rest of his form and her surroundings.

He wore an elegant back suit with a large black bag or something on his back. The strange thing was both his hands seemed to be wrapped in bandages, travelling up until you could no longer see it.

"Saya." His voice was deep and soothing, like the cool breeze caressing her face. He said her name so lovingly, she was no longer wary of him and somehow she felt she belonged, that she was not just a random observer, but part of it.

With some courage, and the realisation that he only seemed so tall because he was standing, she tried to push herself into a sitting position.

"Ahh..." she tested her voice, "Who-?"

She stopped speaking since the man (she assumed he was male) suddenly started turning a particularly bright shade of pink. Within half a minute, he had turned, dropped his coffin-shaped bag on the ground and taken a blanket out, which he dropped on her head without actually looking at her. It was only then that she realised that it was cold and the blanket provided warmth, so she naturally wrapped herself in it. Then, peeking to make sure she had covered up, he closed his 'bag', replaced it on his back and proceeded to pick her up bridal style. She wanted to protest, but she didn't seem to have the energy to and he was comfortable. She couldn't understand why, but she felt safe, so she easily slipped into another world.