Kuromiya Ruka
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vampireboy*This is an RP journal. The ending of Koishite Akuma has been altered to suit my preferences*
Yoroshiku. My name is Kuromiya Ruka, I'm fifteen, and I'm a vampire.
I was brought back to life by Kaito, the 400-year-old vampire who made me ten years ago.
I had almost drowned trying to save a child, and Kaito found me near death,
washed up on shore miles away. When I came to next, I was in a coffin.
I lived with Kaito in seclusion for those ten years with no memory of my former
life. During that time, I never drank blood and didn't have to, as my fangs
hadn't come out yet. I lived on plum juice (full of iron) and learned how to
use my growing powers.
Kaito told me my fangs would come out when I found my destined woman, drank her
blood, and made her a vampire, so he established me in a human home (using mind
control to convince them I was a relation from Romania) and sent me to a local
high school.
The previous day I'd run into a woman named Makoto who stared at me like I was a
ghost. We were both surprised to find out I was in the homeroom class she was
teaching.
I didn't think much of humans. They were noisy and annoying (especially the
legions of girls who followed me all over school), and meant to be food for us.
I came off as `moody boy', wearing my hoodie around campus (to keep off the
sun), not talking to anyone unless forced to, and not participating in class
projects. During all this, I kept testing to see if my fangs were coming in,
but none of the girls inspired them.
Makoto-sensei did her best to draw me out of my `shell' – man, she was
persistent! One day, she fell in the river, dragging me in accidentally, and
two things happened. One, I started having flashbacks of my past, and two, my
fangs came out for the first time. It was seeing Makoto laugh when we stood up
in knee-deep water that did it. She was ten years my senior, but somehow, she
was my destined woman.
You'd think it would be easy after that, right? Drink her blood and live
eternally ever after, right? Wrong. I couldn't do it. The more time I spent
with her, the more it felt familiar and right, and less like she was meant to be
food. Thanks to her I got involved with my classmates and began to think more
highly of humans in general.
When my memories finally came back in full, I was stunned to realize that before
I drowned, I was Ayumu, a student with a positive outlook, zest for life, a
strong sense of justice -- and a high school sweetheart named Makoto. I'd been
her first love ten years earlier.
There was no way I could feed on her after that; I wanted her to continue living
as she was, happily teaching and being human. But that decision could have
fatal repercussions for me – a vampire that does not drink lifeblood before the
next full moon after their fangs have come out will turn into fog and disappear.
Kaito was going crazy wanting to save me. He tried cajoling me, hitting me,
even begging me, but I still refused to drink Makoto's blood. Even after he
told her what I was and she OFFERED it to me, I wouldn't take it. I couldn't
damn her to a vampire's selfish and meaningless existence, and I was resigned to
die for my convictions.
I grew weaker. There were moments when I was no longer myself and bloodlust
took over (if you see my eyes turn red, run for it.) My body was trying to
force me to get what it needed. I attacked people, but never followed through
on biting them. My will proved stronger.
Finally, on what would have been my last day on Earth, Kaito had had enough. He
physically overpowered me (which, in my weakened state wasn't too hard) and
forced blood down my throat from a bag, making me a full vampire at last.
I was furious at first, thinking the blood had been taken from a hospital blood
bank where humans needed it, but Kaito said it came from a volunteer outfit
created by vampire junkies JUST for the purpose of feeding us. I guess they get
some kind of thrill from it, and it does them no harm.
I'm still Ruka, but there's some Ayumu coming back into my personality now, from
a more carefree time in my life. I still refuse to eat blood from the source
(Kaito says I'm the most stubborn kid on the planet and he may be right), but so
long as I can feed from anonymous donations he brings me, I'll survive.
Yoroshiku. My name is Kuromiya Ruka, I'm fifteen, and I'm a vampire.
I was brought back to life by Kaito, the 400-year-old vampire who made me ten years ago.
I had almost drowned trying to save a child, and Kaito found me near death,
washed up on shore miles away. When I came to next, I was in a coffin.
I lived with Kaito in seclusion for those ten years with no memory of my former
life. During that time, I never drank blood and didn't have to, as my fangs
hadn't come out yet. I lived on plum juice (full of iron) and learned how to
use my growing powers.
Kaito told me my fangs would come out when I found my destined woman, drank her
blood, and made her a vampire, so he established me in a human home (using mind
control to convince them I was a relation from Romania) and sent me to a local
high school.
The previous day I'd run into a woman named Makoto who stared at me like I was a
ghost. We were both surprised to find out I was in the homeroom class she was
teaching.
I didn't think much of humans. They were noisy and annoying (especially the
legions of girls who followed me all over school), and meant to be food for us.
I came off as `moody boy', wearing my hoodie around campus (to keep off the
sun), not talking to anyone unless forced to, and not participating in class
projects. During all this, I kept testing to see if my fangs were coming in,
but none of the girls inspired them.
Makoto-sensei did her best to draw me out of my `shell' – man, she was
persistent! One day, she fell in the river, dragging me in accidentally, and
two things happened. One, I started having flashbacks of my past, and two, my
fangs came out for the first time. It was seeing Makoto laugh when we stood up
in knee-deep water that did it. She was ten years my senior, but somehow, she
was my destined woman.
You'd think it would be easy after that, right? Drink her blood and live
eternally ever after, right? Wrong. I couldn't do it. The more time I spent
with her, the more it felt familiar and right, and less like she was meant to be
food. Thanks to her I got involved with my classmates and began to think more
highly of humans in general.
When my memories finally came back in full, I was stunned to realize that before
I drowned, I was Ayumu, a student with a positive outlook, zest for life, a
strong sense of justice -- and a high school sweetheart named Makoto. I'd been
her first love ten years earlier.
There was no way I could feed on her after that; I wanted her to continue living
as she was, happily teaching and being human. But that decision could have
fatal repercussions for me – a vampire that does not drink lifeblood before the
next full moon after their fangs have come out will turn into fog and disappear.
Kaito was going crazy wanting to save me. He tried cajoling me, hitting me,
even begging me, but I still refused to drink Makoto's blood. Even after he
told her what I was and she OFFERED it to me, I wouldn't take it. I couldn't
damn her to a vampire's selfish and meaningless existence, and I was resigned to
die for my convictions.
I grew weaker. There were moments when I was no longer myself and bloodlust
took over (if you see my eyes turn red, run for it.) My body was trying to
force me to get what it needed. I attacked people, but never followed through
on biting them. My will proved stronger.
Finally, on what would have been my last day on Earth, Kaito had had enough. He
physically overpowered me (which, in my weakened state wasn't too hard) and
forced blood down my throat from a bag, making me a full vampire at last.
I was furious at first, thinking the blood had been taken from a hospital blood
bank where humans needed it, but Kaito said it came from a volunteer outfit
created by vampire junkies JUST for the purpose of feeding us. I guess they get
some kind of thrill from it, and it does them no harm.
I'm still Ruka, but there's some Ayumu coming back into my personality now, from
a more carefree time in my life. I still refuse to eat blood from the source
(Kaito says I'm the most stubborn kid on the planet and he may be right), but so
long as I can feed from anonymous donations he brings me, I'll survive.
