Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Jamech ❯ chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6

By now, An'nu had eaten some form of dinner. If you call reheated piece of pizza and ice cream dinner. She was still in thought about the kiss, and was sort of happy about it. An'nu had never been kissed before, especially since she had always driven guys away with her temper. After putting her plate and bowl in the dishwasher, she walked into the living room. As soon as she entered, she thought of him. Jamech, she couldn't keep her mind off him. His broad shoulders, sapphire eyes, golden hair, muscular chest, and firm jaw line. For a moment she just stood there, imagining him again. She could see him perfectly, every last detail of his finely chiseled body. However a strong gust of wind from the still-open window came through, snapping her out of the daydream. She walked towards the window, and closed it. she sighed as she let down the blinds, closed them, then did the same with the rest of the windows in the dining room. She approached the stairs, which were set off from the living room. She stiffly scaled the mahogany stairs, counting the steps as she went. 'One step, two step, three step, four. Five step, six step, seven step, more.' She thought in her mind, a silly little song her mother had taught her when she was a child. It helped make all the little boring things fun, to some extent. At the top of the stairs, she veered left and stopped in front of her bedroom door. She felt sad and down, all of the sudden. Could it really be that she had a little bit of a crush on Jamech, the vampire? 'No! Of course not! I'm just tired is all. I'm usually like this when I get tired anyway.' Those words echoed in her mind, without stopping. The silence which plagued her house was enough to drive a person mad. She reached for the sliding door, and slowly pushed it aside. She stepped in her room, and closed her door. It was a normal pattern that every night near bedtime, she'd go to her stereo, and put in her favorite instrumental CD. She looked at the cover, which depicted a beautiful young woman with long teal hair, holding a violin under her chin.
"Michiru-san is so pretty, and talented. I would love to meet her in real life one day, but that's fantasy that can't be reality." An'nu sighed as she replaced the empty case on the CD shelf. She walked to her amour, opened the doors and pulled out her pajamas. She changed her clothes as the CD started up and played a beautiful melody of a violin solo. The violin accompanied by a piano. She dropped her other pajamas, from earlier, into the hamper and closed the doors. She smiled to herself, as the track came to her favorite spot. She started to hum the tune along with it. An'nu had a glorious singing voice, but she chose not to work on developing it. She was too busy with school, and her horse, and future plans of the farm. Why, tomorrow she had to call some places in America, and buy some of their best horses. She needed to start working on building up her stock. Bye was very lonely, although he received plenty of attention from An'nu, he still lacked the attention of a mate, and herd mates as well.
"Maybe one day I could do a duet with Michiru-san." She said aloud, now slowly dancing around her room to the next track on the CD. "I could do the vocals, and she the violin." An'nu let her imagination have its way, and she daydreamed about performing on a stage infront of hundreds of onlookers as she sang in time to the harmonious voice of the violin. Sadly, the track ended, which was her all time favorite, and she decided it was time for bed. She didn't feel compelled to turn off the soothing music, so she just turned the volume down low. She switched off the light and crawled into bed. "Good night Mom, good night dad" She said as she closed her eyes.
It didn't take her long at all to fall asleep. With the soothing music, she forgot about Jamech, or the events of the day, strange or not. Her dreams were vivid and amazing as usual, she never dreamt a bad one. Time slowly went on, the nights at Oak Hill always went slow, but tonight even more. The moonlight cast the shadow of a tree on her blinds and curtains. The rhythmic tick of the clock, and soothing caress of the music went all night, until dawn..........


Dawn came in due time, and thin rays of sun peeped through her blinds onto her face. An'nu stirred slightly in her sleep, she was still exhausted, and remained in a deep sleep. Slowly, the rays disappeared, and drops of rain could be heard coming down. Slow at first, than speeding up until finally it was a hard, steady rain. An'nu finally started to drift out of her slumber. First, she yawned and rubbed her eyes, then steadily she sat up, her arms going above her head and stretching them. Next, she stretched her legs and finished by pushing her comforter off her delicate body. She slipped out of her bed, and put her rubber boots on. She walked to her vanity and grabbed a hair bow, not even bothering to brush her hair before pulling it back in a high ponytail. She descended the stairs quickly, after she saw the clock. Half past nine, she knew Bye was starving considering he was always fed by six-thirty. She ran through the kitchen and out the back door, and across the yard towards the barn. She climbed over the gate, and continued her dash to the feed room. She slowed down once she reached it, and pushed the door aside, on the track. The doors in the barn as well as in her house were sliding doors. She grabbed the scoop and filled it with a measurement of worm-preventing pellets, suited for Bye's size, then the rest of the scoop with regular pellets. She then ran to his stall, quickly pushed the door aside and walked in. Bye was asleep on the floor, what he normally did when he was exhausted from hunger, not that he was underfed. 'Spoiled brat,' she laughed to herself. As soon as she took one step into his stall, he jumped to his feet and whinnied so loud, it was like thunder. She dumped his pellets in the bucket that was nailed to the wall. She then went back to the feed room to get him two flakes of hay. After she had finally finished feeding him, she went back to the house. On the way she looked down at her legs. "Look like I'll be shaving today!" She laughed aloud, as she noted stubble showing up on her legs. She hated not having smooth legs. She jogged up to the house, dew and wet bits of grass clinging to her boots.
Once inside, she took off the boots, and went up the stairs. This time, veering to the right, she headed to her bathroom....


Slowly, Serenity's eyes fluttered open. She looked around her room for a second, seeing some sunlight glinting off the brass handles of the dresser drawers. She tried to get up, slowly, but she heard the soft moan of Mamoru. During the night, like always, his arms found away to her waist, and pulled her close to him. He always did this, and this morning she couldn't help but wonder why she had forgotten that. 'Ahh, just a silly, minor detail.' She gently unwrapped his arms from her waist, and slipped out of bed. She felt refreshed, and her head was not hurting anymore. She stretched a good bit, before putting a robe on. She walked out of her chambers, to the breakfast room, which was down the large staircase, and to the right. She took her time, strolling along. She enjoyed the feeling of the cold marble under her feet, and the warm sunlight touching her pale skin. Her blonde hair hung down, and she realized Mamoru had taken her odangos down the night before. It was a hairstyle she didn't wear too often nowadays. She preferred some hair taken from each side in the front, braided and tied together in the back. She wasn't fifteen anymore, and simply gave up the hassle that odangos presented every morning.
She reached the breakfast room, just as Minako came around the bend. It shocked her, for she had not seen her long time comrade in six years. "Minako!" She squealed, feeling like a teenager again, who had just seen their favorite boy-band member on the television. "I've missed you so much odango-chan!" Minako replied as she ran up to the short queen and embraced her. "It's been to long! Come, lets have breakfast together!" Serenity gestured towards the double doors in front of them. Minako held out her arm, hand in a fist touching her side with her elbow bent. Serenity locked her arm with Minako's as they strolled into the room as if they were lovers who just let the world know their secret. They sat down at a large table, made of pinewood that had been imported from the states. "This is a fine room! How I'd love to eat my meals inhere every morning!" Exclaimed the fellow blonde as she sat openmouthed and staring at all the scenery in the room.
"If you like it so much, then stay in the castle with us! The others moved in as well."
Minako simply nodded, as a man in a black tuxedo brought out a steaming plate of food. He had two actually, and sat one in front of each girl. He bowed and walked out without a word, and in came a young girl with a black dress and white apron on. She sat down a cup of juice and milk in front of each plate then left without a word as well.
"Minako, doll, what brings you here anyway? Did you here some news? Or did you think I was throwing one of my famous spend the night and eat all the food in the place parties?" Joked Serenity as she looked at her plate. This morning, it was an American breakfast. Scrambled eggs, fried bacon, pancakes, fruit, the works. It had been so long since either companion had had this for breakfast, and their eyes glowed with enthusiasm as they indulged the grand meal.
"Well, I heard something about there being a new Senshi, and stuff. I decided to come. It sounds like there'll be another fight and I want to be by your side when it happens." Minako said as small bits of toast fell from her full mouth, and jelly stuck to her cheeks.
Serenity laughed, wholeheartedly. Both at her friend's response and her ability at wearing her food well. "My friend! How clueless of you! It's the Great Battle. Then apocalypse. The end of the world! And you've no clue?"
Minako slightly choked on a piece of bacon as her friend replied.
"Where have I been? Hell, I suppose I, am, just like you used to be! HAH! I guess you rubbed off on me. Anyhow, I'll fight, no matter what the battle is. So who's the new Senshi?"
Serenity finished gulping down her milk, and jokingly slammed her cup on the table.
"Her name is An'nu. We're supposed to return her memories of her past life, somehow. Luna and Artemis have gone to where she lives, to help with that. They haven't returned yet with news, but they only left last night. At any rate, the girl's Senshi form is Sailor Egypt. I heard she was real pretty at that. I envy her already!" Serenity flashed one of her famous, goofy grins.
Minako only shook her head and laughed, as she drank the cup of orange juice. She was happy to finally be with her all time best friend, again, and sighed contentedly. The sun was alittle higher in the sky now, and cast their shadows on the table. They both resumed eating and were silent for a while..........


Jamech awoke as the sun had risen, but lay in his bed staring at the ceiling as he was in deep thought. His room was pitch black, and quiet as a tomb. The only sound that could be heard was the soft ruffle of his shirt as he breathed in and out. His heart was slow and his thoughts steady. Try as he might, he couldn't help but go back to thinking of the stolen kiss from the evening before. He really hadn't planned on doing something rash as that, it was just adlibbed. He sighed halfheartedly as he lay there. He was experiencing emotions, something that didn't happen all to often. Jamech had been alive for almost twelve thousand years, and in all that time he all but lost touch with his human emotions. In honesty, he didn't really wish to have that ability anymore. To love, to hate. But it still dwelled within the cold recesses of his vampiric heart. He loathed being alive. Hell, it was everyday he'd wish he would just drop dead, never to be on the face of earth again. It was strange, wanting to be dead, but fearing to die. Perhaps it was his fear of dieing that kept him alive, not just his immortality. He knew very well that his soul was knocking on death's door, and he should be careful not to temp it. However, he enjoyed danger, all though in the end it would terrify him. A vampire, no more like an immortal with a mixed up mess of human emotions.
He sat up, pushing some hair that flowed in front of his face, behind his. He took a minute, adjusting to the fact of being awake and mobile. Eventually he stood up, and lit a candle in his chamber. He had to go back to her house today, but the question was did her really want to? 'This IS ridiculous!' Thought he, as he brushed his mangy hair and pulled it back in a low ponytail on the back of his neck. Normally, he didn't care how his hair was worn. It always found away back down once it was pulled back. He thought why he even bothered, but just shrugged it off. He glanced over to a chair in the corner, where a long black cloak had been thrown. He found it suiting, what with his hair pulled back, might as well complete the bad ass look. He laughed to himself as that thought popped into his mind. "Bad ass look?" He quoted aloud. 'I am a fool..'
Jamech had always been a tuff guy, so to speak. He could walk in a oom, raging with loud voices and laughter. As soon as his presence was acknowledged, every one would become silent. Was it respect out of fear? He no more knew than he cared. After pulling on his cloak, he left his chamber. Once more did he head for the stairs. On his path to said destination, he was approached by Anubis, only briefly, however. "You best not screw this up Jamech!" He snorted, as he glared hard upon him. "Or next time it'll be YOUR head mounted on a plaque, instead of an antelope's or other animal trophy." Jamech bowed with respect, which also formed his reply. He had no particular wish to speak to the jackal-headed, jackass of a god.
Jamech simply turned after bowing, and started his assent of the staircase. From there, he ignored the rest of the words from Anubis's mouth, realizing it didn't matter want the little fucker had to say. As he slowly climbed to the top, his cloak swayed with each harsh movement. Harsh by means of slamming his foot down every time he took a step. Anger fluid in his body language. No sooner did he reach the opening did he teleport himself to An'nu's 'Stupid little home'........

Upon arrival to her bathroom, she decide to clean all the clothes and various other items up. Placing them in their respected places. It had finally slowed from a drizzle, to a faint sprinkle than no rain at all. Birds once more could be heard outside singing to the sun and the sky. Crickets forming their harmonious tune. The last few rain clouds drifted away, making room for a beautiful aqua-colored sky.
An'nu turned the knob for the hot water, in the shower. She gave it a few minutes to get the water nice and hot, just how she liked it. She didn't bother turning on the fan. She never did until after her shower, when she liked to enjoy the humid air that lingered like fog in a graveyard. Slowly she began to pull off her top, then her shorts. She through them in the hamper, along with her underwear. She took a deep breath, she still slowly waking up. An'nu wasn't exactly a morning person, it had always taken her a good while to fully wake up. She slipped into the shower, and enjoyed the gentle pounding of water droplets on her back. She tilted her head backwards, wetting her medium-long hair, so it could be washed. She reached for the shampoo bottle, and flipped the lid. She squeezed some of the contents into the palm of her free hand, and watched it come out. She was in a daze, like always in the mornings before becoming fully awake. It's at these times when she was easily amused. She gently massaged the substance into her hair and on her scalp, until it formed a lather. She then stood there, for a minute or two before reaching for a wash cloth and somebody wash to clean her satin skin. She took as long as she pleased in the shower today. She wasn't going riding, after what happened the day before. She planned on perhaps cleaning the house today, to get things off her mind. Certain things.... After about thirty minutes, she shot off the water flow, and grabbed a towel. She dried her body off, her moves stiff and robotic like. She then pulled her wet hair back in a turban with her towel. Slowly she pulled open the curtain, and as she did she closed her eyes, as a blast of cold air then humid hair surrounded her. She stepped out of the shower, her gaze now averted towards the floor. She knew her way, blind, to anywhere in her house. So she made her way to the sink. And as she reached the sink, she looked up. A scream was emitted from her mouth. Her vocal cords obviously strained by this sudden change, as it was a shaky sound at first. She stopped thought once she realized who it was.
"You dirty, sick bastard!" She screamed, as she eyed Jamech. He stood there, with the most smug look upon his face. His eyes found their way up and down her body, inspecting every inch. They stopped at her breasts, but not too long as they moved up to her eyes.
"Is that any way to greet a guest, An'nu?" He said. He walked towards her, and his movements were as though he owned the place, and her as well. She backed up, her steps in time with his. One step closer, one step farther. This went on until her she found herself, back up against one of the walls in her large bathroom. He walked up to her, not caring what she thought. If she thought descent enough she would have ran out by now, or taken her towel from her head and covered herself. But he shook his head, realizing she was scared stupid at the moment. "You're wretched, vile.....hell! I thought I told you to never set foot in my house again!" She snapped at him. The look on her face was priceless. Anger mixed with scared emotions. He laughed at her, a deep entrancing laugh. He stopped when he was but a foot away from her. He reached out an arm. First he started at the top of her head. He pulled the towel from her hair, and flung it across the room. He then ran a hand down her face, then her throat. He moved closer, and continued to let his hand roam over her body. She screamed again, hoping somebody, anybody would hear her. He lifted his other hand and covered her mouth, with a firm hold. He ran his free hand over her breasts, then down around onto her back, then to her butt. She squirmed and tried anything to get away from him. She was being molested, obviously, and had no clue what to do. He loosened the grip on her mouth, for he was about to use that hand for......other things.....but as his gripped relaxed, she forced her mouth open, and bit down hard on his hand. It sent him into a wild cursing bout. He pulled his other hand away and held his injured one in it. At this moment she ran. To where, she had no clue. She just made a break for it. She made it down the stairs, and into the dinning room. "Thank goodness for blinds" she said aloud. She crawled under the table, which adorned a table cloth that was black with gold trim that touched the floor. She sat there, knees drawn to her chest and her arms wrapped around him. She didn't dare breathe as she heard his slow footsteps descend the staircase. "Come out come out wherever you are, An'nu!" He said, still slightly rubbing his hand, which now had red teeth marks on it. She was foolish to believe she could hide from him. He could smell her, easy enough. He tracked her down to the dining room. He knew she was under the table, so he walked up to it, slowed down then stopped. Slowly he turned each way as though he was looking for her. Then he walked off. In truth, he was hovering a few feet above the ground. She sat there for a few minutes, hopping, praying he would leave. But just as soon as she gathered enough courage to crawl near an edge to lift up the cloth, he dropped to the floor. He reached under and pulled her out, and slammed her on the ground. "Now now An'nu it's not nice hiding from me." He mockingly scolded her. She looked into his eyes, and noticed something different. They weren't the same hue as before. They were now solid black. The cornea, and white part all consumed by the dark color. She screamed again, as he lowered himself down to an inch or more from her face. An evil smirked formed upon it. He lowered in, for another kiss, like yesterday................