REVISED. For all the Shiki x Rima fans out there.
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"Mama, will there be others like me?" A little girl with strawberry blonde hair broke the still silence in the car.
She had a fair face, cherry red lips and inquisitive clear blue eyes. If she kept quiet, one may mistake her for a doll.
"You're not the only one Rima. Remember to be nice to everyone, especially Master Kaname." Rima nodded upon her mother's words, "Yes Mama, you've told me that a million times already." The car pulled to a halt as it reached a mansion on the hill.
Inside the building, intricate designs graced the walls and ceilings.
People, or should I say…vampires, of all ages wore clothes that make the best brands wallow in shame, jewels adorned, shone like the stars in the night sky.
Everyone polished to perfection…
Looking around, Rima never felt so alone. The other children were not interested to play in the gardens. Kaname isn't so great after all, just because he's a pureblood everyone sticks to him like moths to lights, she thought.
So, when she thought no one noticed her, she slipped away. However, someone did actually saw her, a small boy with incredibly messy hair.
His eyes never strayed far from her the moment she entered the ballroom. Silver-grey eyes watched her every movement and when she went to the gardens, he followed.
The flowers were in full bloom; the grass evergreen and the butterflies fluttered about like lovebirds. Rima danced passed the vegetable patch, circled several trees and skipped on the stones.
Feeling rather tired, she walked into a gazebo nearby to rest. Ruby red roses covered the walls of the gazebo; each rose gave off a sweet smelling scent…
Just one…
She reached out and…accidentally cut her finger on the thorns.
Blood oozed out; the sweet scent filled the gazebo immediately engulfing her. She looked at her finger, now red with blood, oh no!
Just then, a boy with terribly messy chestnut hair came in and sat down beside her, "Come here."
He reached for her injured finger and licked the blood away. Rima could not help but blush. No one had ever tasted her blood.
As much as she tried to avert her eyes somewhere else, Rima couldn't help but stare at the mysterious boy. His silver eyes never wavered from hers.
Slowly, he withdrew from her finger. Then, Rima waved her hands in front of him, trying to snap him of out the gaze. He blinked and produced black ribbons from thin air.
"For you…"
Rima took the ribbons, unsure of what to say. Suddenly, he stood up, snatched the ribbons from her and began on her hair. When he was done, Rima reached to touch her hair, Wow!
Together, they went back to the ballroom.
"Rima, where have you been?" Rima's Mother looked at her questioningly, her gaze shifted from her new pigtails to the little boy, " Hello, what's your name?" Rima nudged the boy in the ribs.
"Senri…Shiki."
Rima's mom smiled kindly, "Where's your mother?" she asked.
Shiki looked around and pointed to a lady with long silky auburn hair.
"Well, she has been looking for you for the past hour. You better go to her now."
He hesitated, "Goodbye Rima." Staring at his back, Rima silently wished that that hour lasted forever.
Shiki…
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