Masquerade

Once we were in the apartment, Bianca had sat her self on leather couch as I felt her eyes follow me as I headed to the kitchen. I had to make some tea, anything as long as it was warm. I would have offered Bianca something to drink but she would just say "No thanks" or just stare at me with a raised eyebrow. She no longer had to eat or drink anything, she said it helped her keep her womanly figure, yeah. Well I filled the tea kettle and placed it on the stove, all I had to do was wait til the tall tale whistle was heard and to me it would take an eternity. I need my tea.

"So what brings you out to my place Bianca?"

Bianca yawned as it revealed a set of fangs, I never knew vampires had to yawn. Ah well you learnsomething new. She stretched as she took off hean jan jacket and in one smooth motion she was standing infront of the tile counter that seperated us. I just rolled my eyes as I scratched the back of my head.

"Not much, just wanted to see you tonight. We don't hang out as much as we used too..."

I simply nodded as I heard the bubbling of the tea kettle, it was like torture to my ears. I wanted to hear the whistle of steam.

"You know how much I hate it when yo tha that slight of mind movement thing..."

Bianca smiled, it made her beautifal and I knew it wasn't some facade to hide what was truly there. Likesome of the other vampires that lived within the city limits. She had the beauty and if she wasn't my best friend and undead I would have dated her again... then again I'm just letting my hormones run my judgement. It probably wouldn't work out, I mean I killed vampires for the county and I would be dating one? yeah and Humans Against Vampires would have a field day if they or should I say when they found out.

"Yeah I know, but I like doing it to you. It makes talking to you so interesting..."

She said that in her sultry voice, God help me I hate testosterone... ok not hate it just makes me do stupid things, sometimes. I heard the whistle of the tea kettle as I thankfully turned around, I grabbed my black HAV mug. It had in small white letters beneath the real HAV logo that read Humans against Vegitarians. I thought it was the funniest thing in the entire world, yeah I have a weird sense of humor. I poured the hot water into the mug and placed a tea bag in, I began to stir it around as I watched the water slowly turn a dark brown. In time I would add the sugar and milk, but I was content with stiring the spoon in a clockwise motion. For some reason this moment was really relaxing. I looked up and saw that Bianca was watching my every movement, her amber colored eyes just followed whatever I did and they were beginning to freak me out.

"Bianca... wake up, I swear if you keep on doing that I'm going to get a silver cross and wave it infront of you."

Bianca looked up as she began to pout, I knew she was faking it. She always did that just to get me out of my 'mood' well that was what she called it.

"Thats mean Mr. Jacob Watson, what on earth would cause such an aggressive action?'

Bianca spoke in her sarcastic semi hurt voice. It would have fooled anyone else if they just knew her, but it was just apart of her act and the annoying part was that I always fell for it...dammit.

"Whatever, I swear Bianca. I don't even know why I put up with you."

I placed the two tablespoons of sugar and a slight pour of milk in the hot mug as I quickly mixed it all together, I placed the tablespoon in the sink as it made a metallic clank. I gingerly held my hot mug as I sat down upon the leather couch, except it had a fleshy feel to it and I was abit higher. I knew who was under me as I stood up.

"Grow up Bianca"

"What? I didn't do anything"

Bianca laughed as I looked to my side, she was sitting on the opposite corner, her elbow leaning against the couchs arm and she rested her head on the flat of her palm. Bianca moved a few of the black strands of shoulder length hair as she watched me sit down. I knew she had played another mind game, just because she promised not to enrapture me didn't me she couldn't play those other mind games. One day I'm just going to have her sign a legal document, one day.

"Yeah sure... and you call me the pervert? for all I know you could feel me up and I wouldn't even know it"

"I know... ain't it cool?"

I slightly grinned as I sipped my tea, it felt as if everything that had happened today was a distant memory, it was better then drugs and way cheaper. Though Bianca was acting stranger then usual or maybe I was just being strange, eh whatever.

"Bianca what time do you have to be in your box by anyway?"

I laughed at the over used joke, normally you wouldn't be able to get away with a joke like that to any other vampire but the history that Bianca and I shared, let all animosity that the vamps and humans had against each other seem non existant. We were just to people, though one of us could benchpress a volvo.

"Hmm well I gotta go around one thirty, going to meet up with my other dead friends. There's going to be a big ol party at the Masquerade tonight. You know that newly openned vamp and human nightclub, I even heard the master of the city owned that place. Though I'm not so sure..."

I raised my eye brow as I listened to Bianca, I had heard of the Masquerade from some others. It was a new nightclub that openned about two weeks ago, it seemed quite popular with both humans and vamps. I took another sip of my tea which inturn emptied my mug, damn.

"Ah that sounds like fun, but don't you think leaving around one thirty will be cutting it damn near close to sunrise? I mean you plan on dancing and whatnot right?"

"Thats so nice, you really do care don't you?"

I scoffed, but it was true I did care. She was a friend vampire, lynthrope whatever it didn't matter she was a friend and that was what counted. She continued as I placed the empty mug on top of my oak coffee table.

"I don't plan on staying for long, just going to meet up with a few friends and then just do stuff. Hey why don't you come? It'll be fun and you can meet my other friends."

Yeah sure, why don't we just put a giant red cross hair on me and tattoo the word 'idiot' on my forehead? I wasn't a popular person in the vampire culture of San Francisco, I never could figure out why.

"I would like to Bianca, but I'm not so sure your friends would like me much. I am after all the person that goes after the suckheads"

I felt a punch on my shoulder and it hurt like hell, it would most likely be a bruise in the morning and it would be one of those ugly purple ones at it too.
I knew what I had said wrong, it was the word suckheads. Bianca didn't like that term, it was a derogitory term. I promised not to use it... much.
I looked to my side and I saw the expression of disgust with disappointment upon her face. I sighed and shook my head.

"I'm sorry, it slipped Bianca"

Bianca was still pouting and I swore if she began to cry or even show the signs of it. I would never forgive myself, way to go Mr. Suave.

After awhile she took a deep breath as she shook her head, her smile was back on her face. Thank god if she had cried I would have hated myself, til she enraptured me and make me do something stupid. Then I would have hated her, but that wasn't what she made me do earlier, honest.

"It's alright Jacob, you slip up from time to time. Well look at the time, gotta go and meet my friends."

I and her stood up at the same time and we hugged, she went to the door as she slightly laughed. I looked at her slightly confused as I waved to her, she closed the door and was gone from my view. Finally some peace and quiet, I took my mug and placed it in the sink. I would clean it later, I just needed to take a shower and then it would be to bed. I went to my room and grabbed a loose white shirt and a pair of boxers, as I went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror.

"Dammit Bianca"

I knew why she was laughing as she left, on my forehead in red marker was the word "Idiot". She had played another damned mind game, I'm so going to get her next time. Maybe.