I'll explain. The Gifted are humans born with special powers. Samantha is one of them, without actually knowing. She is born with "Aura Reading". She FEELS auras, not actually seeing them. In her mind, it forms some sort of colored fog, and the feeling you get when you're sad/happy/etc. forms around it. Michael can read auras, because it is part of his "powers" as a demon slayer. He can only read minds an manipulate them. Mind you, Aura Reading is a gift you can train. Sam is only born with them, with incredible power in mastering it. Michael is a reader, a person who has mastered all the trainable reading skills. Mind reading, palm reading, body language reading, etc. Ami and Arisu are humans. Nuff said. Kenji Watanabe will come in soon~
------ We sat down awkwardly, as I looked down. My hands were folded neatly on my lap, and I stole a glance at Lucas. He was staring straight at me, and I blushed and looked down. The waiter came, and we smiled up at him. "Hello. I'm Danny, may I take your orders?" I began to stammer, until Lucas piped up. "The usual, and a strawberry jam vanilla mix with bananas on top. Extra rainbow sprinkles and make it snappy!" He smirked at Danny, who was grinning. "So, Lucas! That's your girlfriend, is it?" I inmediately shook my head a no, before slapping myself mentally again. 'Isn't Lucas the one you want to be with?!' A part of me said yes, but the other part... The part that's stuck inside my heart said... No... "Ha! Lucas, so she's another one of your one night stands?" I glared at them both, and poured inwardly. If that was what the waiter thought, then it meant he brought the girls he seduced in here quite often... Which means... "I'm sorry. I got to go." I grabbed my belongings and walked out, hiccuping as I let my tears fall. He didn't intend to get in a real relationship or court me, he just wanted my body... That's all. I should've realized... His skin was pale white, and his crimson eyes was a bait that lured me into his trap. His dark ruffled hair added to his charm, and his chisled face reflected his beauty... I sobbed before hailing a taxi, sitting in it as I told them to take me back to the Academy. I had a dorm there, and my roommate wasn't coming back until who knows how long. ----- "You idiot!" "Psh. Well sorry Danny, how could I tell? Her blood smelled so sweet that I thought she was your apptizer or meal!" "You moron, she was the one Inwas telling you about!" I glared at Danny whose jaw hung, and he only stammered. "Gee Lucas, I never-" "She's not Courtney for God sake! She isn't a blonde bimbo that's begging to be laid!" I snarled at him before walking up. "Psh. Hurry up and tell me where she is. You're a Gifted for a reason." He glared at me and mumbled something incoherent. "She's at her dorm." I nodded before walking out into the midnight air, and sat in my car. "Sam... Please... I'm sorry." ---- I sat down on the bed and clutched my sheets tightly, before hearing the door creak. I didn't care, and cried even harder. I had been thought of as a slutty chick, a woman who was willing to give herself to anybody. I wasn't that... "Sam?!" Michael's jaw dropped as he walked in from the bathroom. I gasped and shielded myself from the sight. He only had a towel to cover himself, and I didn't want to see him like this. "What are you doing here? You only live here in the weekdays... It's Friday night. You live at home that time, don't you?" I nodded before hiccuping again. "and if I ain't mistaken, you went home last night to do your job... And to take care of your sick sister." I nodded, still not looking at him. "..." He advanced and wiped away my tears with his thumb, but I kept hiccuping to no end. "... What happened?" I didn't know what came over me, but I began thinking of everything that happened today. "..." He clutched his fist, before slamming it in the wall beside me. "Don't worry Samantha... Feel free to stay here for tonight." I nodded, and shifted back to a normal position after recoilin from the sudden fear. ---- Update later. D:
----- I sat down on the bed, still hiccuping. I shrugged it off and snuggled nearer to Michael, who had changed into his clothes now. I let my head rest on his lap, not minding my tangled hair being played with. 'Thank you... Michael.' I felt his eyes on me as I drifted off into a nap, and I was so sure that I felt a kiss on my forehead. "Sweet dreams..." ----- "So you really don't remember me..." I breathed in a sigh as I set her head down on the pillow. She was beautiful, a real life version of sleeping beauty. I flinched when she began to stir and struggle. Was she having another nightmare? I ignored that and stood up, walking to the couch. I sat down looked at her, taking a sip of the coffee. "..." A man barged in, huffing and panting. I glared at the person before snarling. "Lucas." "Michael." ----- The two men glared at each other as they stood up. Nobody moved a muscle, it was silent. "Vampires aren't allowed here." "Ha! Says the demon who's a slayer." "... Get out." Michael snarled, grabbing his sword as he held it in front of him. "Another battle? In front of Samantha? Are you insane?" Lucas glared at him, pointing a finger at Sam, who was sleeping peacefully, he hair curled and sprawled on the bed. She was clutching the sheets, mumbling something before flipping sides. "..." Michael let down his sword and stared intently at Lucas, cussing before he said something to him. "What now? Are you trying to get in bed with her?" "You and your pathetic mind reading!" "Spit it out. I haven't much time." "Before you return to Hell? Wonderful! I shall make sure your two thousand year imprisonment won't be voided." "Do that and I will have no fucking problem putting this sword through your heart." "Father won't be too please, Fedele." Michael flinched as he heard the name, and turned back to him. "What do you want." "That wasn't another one of my dates, my brother. She's the one I truly want. Give me another chance and let me talk to her." "No. Three years of getting your attention, three years of failing, three years of rejection and she's still after you?!" Michael spat on the ground, his hate towards him intense. "Let me... Apologize." ----- :3
----- The satisfaction of making a deal had never been this grim before. Fedele had nodded a yes and pointed to her, before I picked her up and left the Academy. Her procelain face was so smooth and pale, that I put a kiss on her forehead. "... Mmmm... Michael..." She mumbled the moron's name and I growled, glaring at her. She opened her eye and screamed, and I ha to cover he mouth to stop people from looking at us. She was thrashing in my grasp and I exhaled, letting her know I didn't have time to deal with her childishness. "... Let go, Lucas! I'm not a slutty doll you can play with and I am not-" "Sam. I'm sorry." The words came out of my mouth almost instantly, and she only humphed before turning away. "You have to know... You're special." "Tell that to Courtney. She doesn't need compliments to-" "No! I mean it." ---- :0
------ I demanded him to drop me down, and he did as I asked. I glared at him before stepping back, him taking a step forward everytime I moved. "All those years..." A tear fell off my face. "... Of following and talking to you..." My voice carried a hint of hurt. "... Of falling in love and seeing you..." My eyes were now bleeding tears, the crystal clear liquid sliding off my face as I whimpered. "... Of texting you, of hanging out with you..." I was screaming now, and my back was against a cool cement wall, letting the cold envelope me as I felt solitary and weak. "... Of giving you obvious hints... Now... You notice me...?" My voice was strangled and I couldn't help but let my head fall to the side, looking at him though my broken eyes, letting him feel my broken heart and soul. "... Now... After three years of neglect and rejection... I'm special to you? What's the occasion? April Fools?" I gave myself a harsh and cruel laugh, before being serious again. His hands cupped my face, and he gave me a short tender kiss... It was bittersweet, as I held back. I broke down in tears, suddenly realizing that... He was only a temporary infatuation. "I'm not a fool Lucas... I'm not..." I slapped his hands away before running into the dark alleyway, crying and pouring my heart out as a pang of guilt and relief washed over me. "Michael... You asshole! I fell for you... In only a matter of days..." ---- :3