The Three Of Us
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
928
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Precious
Hi, I’m back, please review. Oh, love to Janette, queen of my heart and first reviewer for this story!!!
(Leaving first person point of view… onto third person)
Ari stretched as he rose from the bed. He was parched… damn witch exhausted him – not that Kai was even awake yet… he smirked at the slender man lying on his stomach on the bed.
He padded down to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, taking a long swig.
He swung around quickly. He’d definitely heard something… Everything was in its place – couch’s position, scattered socks, newspaper, - except – the corner of the rug. He walked over and concentrated. He could hear the soft breeze outside and – something breathing.
Sasha knew he could here her. She could sense vampires, and this one was old. She mentally shrugged and let out a soft meow before stepping out from the corner.
Ari relaxed and picked up the small grey cat with one hand and scratched its head.
It? he thought, and lifted the cat up to see.
Sasha squirmed and meowed in embarrassment. God, what was he DOING? Oh man, he’s seeing if I’m a he or a she. This is so. Embarrassing!!!!!
Ari struggled to hold onto the protesting cat. “Whoa, whoa, it’s okay. I’m very, very, sorry.” He scratched her under the chin and she purred loudly.
“You’re a sweet thing aren’t you…” he wondered why they’d never gotten a pet. Oh right, animals didn’t react well to him, though they adored Kai. But this one…
“What should we call you?”
=What, he wants to keep me like a pet? Yeah sure. But then, she hadn’t eaten anything not in a bin for awhile.=
“Minnie?”
=Clever. Why don’t you find me a tom and call him Mickey?=
“Delilah?’
=Ugh.=
“Crystal?”
=Akk, chicken bone, chicken bone, I’m DYING here…=
He petted her and she purred and rubbed her head under his chin.
“Oh, you’re a precious one aren’t you” he murmured. He cocked his head. “Precious. Precious, would you like some food?”
=Why yes, jackass, but don’t call me THAT!!=
He walked over to the fridge and took out some cream.
Cream! She hadn’t had cream for ages. She wiggled in his arms and tried to hop out.
“Hey, hey, easy. Let me just get out a bowl.”
He absently plucked out some grass and dirt from her fur.
=Yeah, yeah, Florence Nightingale, just give me the goods already=