Suddenly Amni knew exactly what she was babbling about and swallowed. âWould you like another drink?â he managed.
He had never thought of it like that but what she said was true. If he were to decide to drink from a human again⦠even he would pick her. It was a rare treat to find a virgin her age⦠itâs like flavored blood.
âAnother drink?â Kyoko asked then looked down at her glass. She held it up to eye level and turned it around as though searching for something. âItâs empty.â
âNo, really?â Amni asked mockingly before taking the glass away from her. âNo more drinks for you tonight.â
âHey!â Kyoko said a bit loudly. âI need that.â
âFor what?â Amni inquired.
âSo I can lose my virginity,â Kyoko answered. âI canât have sex without that glass.â
Amni placed the glass back on the bar and Kyoko glared at it.
âWhatâs wrong now?â He knew it wouldnât be much longer before he helped her up the stairs and safely to her room.
Kyoko turned her glare on him. âWho drank it?â
âYou did,â He informed her.
âI did not. It was full when you took it away. Who did you give a free drink to⦠and whereâs mine?â she accused.
âThat was four drinks ago,â Amni pointed out trying to confuse her.
âNoooo,â Kyoko pouted. âI didnât even get a chance to enjoy it.â She pushed the glass back at Amni. âGive me another drink and make sure I enjoy it this time.â
âYou enjoyed the last one,â Amni stated. âIâm cutting you off tonight.â
Kyoko smiled sexily at him. âWhat are you cutting off of me?â
âDonât tempt me, Kyoko,â Amni answered then felt a silent threat. His blue eyes rose to meet the ebony ones across the room.
Hyakuhei sat watching the scene between the woman and the bartender, his eyes and his mood growing darker by the minute. He had silently observed as her gaze traveled around the room using the mirror to look at all the men in the bar. For reasons that eluded him, he was tempted to shut the place down just so everyone would leave. He did not want her looking at others.
This behavior⦠this sensation he was feeling⦠disturbed him.
The bartender was a vampire and the girl seemed very friendly with him. Hyakuhei looked the boy up and down while the girl conversed with him. He was young; still a baby in the vampire sense but something about the young man separated him from the other vampires Hyakuhei had encountered since coming to the city. The ancient shook it off⦠he would figure it out when the time came.
The bartender suddenly looked him straight in the eyes. He smirked and the man froze in place before visibly shivering and looking away. Now he knew what was so different about this one. He didn't possess the uncontrollable bloodlust of most new vampires. Perhaps he wasnât as young as Hyakuhei thought.
He latched on to the connection in the bloodline and peered into Amniâs past⦠feeling his brother there. He closed his eyes as Amniâs memories floated through him⦠so Amni had been Tadamichi's first⦠the one that had cured his loneliness. His eyes slowly opened now knowing why the vampire had been visually stalking him⦠he thought he was his sire.
For the underling not to feel the difference told of his relationship with Tadamichi⦠or was it evidence that he and his brother were truly the same? His amusement hit an all-time high when the young vampire placed another drink in front of the girl and she took a sip of it. The following scene made him want to laugh outright.
Amni took Kyokoâs glass away from her and wanted to grin at the frown she gave him. He moved about grabbing the different bottles of rum to pour her another drink. Luckily, she looked away and he grabbed the non-alcoholic bottled mixture of Kyokoâs drink of choice⦠Virgin Long Island Iced Tea.
Pouring the liquid over the fresh ice heâd just scooped into her glass, Amni decided to be cute and added a cherry and tiny umbrella to the drink before placing it back in front of her.
Kyoko turned back to Amni then looked down at the bar. Her face lit up when she saw her drink had been refilled. Instead of taking the first taste, she picked up the cherry by the long stem and placed it in her mouth. Amni swallowed as Kyokoâs mouth moved around a bit before the cherry stem peeked out from between her lips. She removed the stem and placed it on the bar.
âWhat do you think?â Kyoko asked after studying the cherry stem with intense scrutiny.
âI think you would be a lousy kisser,â Amni said in a deadpan voice after seeing the cherry stem had not been knotted with her tongue.
âWhat do you know?â Kyoko grumbled and took out the umbrella before swallowing her first taste. She froze with her head still tilted back before very slowly lowering her face until she was looking Amni directly in the eye. She swallowed the concoction and picked up the tiny umbrella. Without warning, she slammed the pointed end of the umbrella down less than an inch from Amniâs hand.
Amni, for once, was thankful for his quick reflexes as he jerked his hand away. âI told you that you were cut off for the night.â
âThat tastes like crap,â Kyoko fumed. âIf youâre gonna fix me something without booze in it then give me a ginger ale next time. And if you plan on cutting me off then youâre going to be paying my bar tab because I will be a very unhappy customer.â
âMy god Kyoko!â Amni exclaimed dramatically, hoping the spark in her eyes would stay for a while. âYouâre going to leave me broke. I wonât have a way to pay the rent.â
Kyoko smirked evilly. âTalk to Yohji⦠maybe you can cut a deal.â
âYou have a wicked streak, you know that?â He put his palms down on the bar as he cocked an eyebrow wondering if she would admit it.
Kyokoâs wicked expression faded in an instant, replaced by one of complete innocence before tilting her head to the side. âI do?â She looked deep into his blue eyes feeling like she was falling into them.
Amni glanced down the long bar when he heard someone shouting for him. He leaned over the bar toward Kyoko, close enough that she could smell the cologne he was wearing. âDonât do anything stupid until I get back,â he ordered and quickly went to get their drinks, leaving Kyoko alone.
Hyakuhei settled back in his chair, feeling a little calmer now that the bartender had moved away to wait on other customers. He watched as the girl leaned back a bit from the bar and pulled her hair up into a messy bun before continuing her scrutiny of the clubâs male populace in the mirror. By the gods⦠she was tempting fate and didnât even realize it.
He realized that his fangs had elongated to the point they were almost poking into his lower lip and his body was responding to her innocent action. His dark eyes were glued to her long slender neck and it wasnât her blood he wanted to taste⦠it was her skin. He gripped the edge of the table just to anchor himself in place. The creaking of wood and metal reminded him of where he was and what he was doing.
Letting go of the table, he resumed watching her and saw that she appeared to be looking through the mirror right at him and