"Speaking"
Thoughts or stressed words
Narration
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3rd POV
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A lone figure stood on top of a tall building will dull eyes as if there was no life. He eventually stepped forward and went over the edge without a word hoping to find peace.

Hiro's POV - 10 Minutes Previous
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I sat on the roof of the mansion as the Sun slowly rose while silently lost in my mind. She's gone. She's actually gone. I was still having issues processing that thought.

The more I looked at the Sun the more my thoughts became a mess. I have no reason to live anymore. After all, that reason died, taking my heart in the process.

Before I knew what I what doing, I had already stood up and was moving towards the edge. This is the only way.

"I doubt that will kill you."

I didn't even bother to turn around as I was in a daze. It might not kill me but I don't care anymore. I continued to inch forward slowly but was halted when I was grabbed roughly by one of them.

I threw their hand off and finally turned to meet the eyes of the albino along with the presences of some others. Despite his wreck of an appearance, he looked pissed with me.

"What do you want?"

"Do you thinking killing yourself is going to solve anything?!"

"And, you care why?" I was beginning to become irritated with this conversation as it was just a waste of time.

"I don't but do you think she would be happy with your decision?" He let out an harsh breath and glared at me with his bright a** red eyes.

"..." I had no response as I was already turning back to the edge and was leaning forward slightly.

Just before I finally went over the edge, I closed my eyes and said, "Who knows."

3rd Person
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A figure stood at the bottom of the mansion and looked up at the vampires on the roof. The figure kept watching with indifferent eyes even when the boy willingly tipped over the edge.

"Catch him."

Without looking at the two men behind them, the figure rhetorically asked, "Is that an order?"

"You tell me."

The figure sighed and lifted their arms and waited for the boy to fall into them safely. What a dumba**.

Hiro's POV
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As I fell, I closed my eyes and remained quiet. My body cut through the air flawlessly as I hurtled to the ground. Soon, Amare...we will meet again and can be together because no matter what...

I waited for impact and just as I was about to hit the ground, my body landed on something just as hard but entirely different.

I opened my eyes warily and looked to see would could have halted my demise. My heart nearly burst out of my chest just from what I saw.

It can't- She's- How? My mind couldn't even process that my Amare was actually standing in front of me while holding me in her arms.

Either I'm dead or my mind is tormenting me again with her image. Nonetheless, I couldn't be more grateful for it.

My body moved on its own as always when it comes to her and pulled her face down to my own.

I kissed her with everything I had and let every my emotions out. My previous sadness, my current pure happiness and my eventual hope for the future.

I didn't want break away and wouldn't have if she didn't dropped me on my a**. I surprisingly let out a chuckle and stood up.

"Even when we're dead you still have the same behavior. Of course, I wouldn't have you any other way."

She let out a sigh and said in her beautiful voice, "You're not dead, dumba**."

"Then explain how I can see you right now."

"Commander, explain this to him. His stupidity is making my braincells kill each other."

It was only when she stepped to the side that I realized that Commander was standing there along with Karlheinz.

"As she said, you are not dead, Masaki."

"Then why can I see her?! Do you know what I've been through because I thought death took her away from me?! If she was alive all along, why didn't you say so earlier, huh?!"

My happiness from seeing my Amare again was wearing off and rapidly became rage by each passing second. How dare they do such a thing. I swear I'll rip them to shreds fo-

"Calm down, Masaki."

"Calm down?! Don't tell me to calm down! You don't get to tell me to-"

"If you want an explanation then you will do as I say."

I slowed my breath gradually until it was steady. I glanced at Amare and was met with her typical blank face.

"Everything you want to know began as of three years ago."

Three years ago - Commander's POV
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I sat in my typically silent office while looking over some files when an urgent knock sounded on the other side of the door.

"Come in."

The door opened without wasting a second and an officer came in a hurry.

"Sir, 01 has returned."

"And why do I need to be informed of this? If she returned, she would have reported to me eventually."

"That's the issue, sir. She is currently in our medical wing and is in critical condition. She probably won't survive judging by her wounds."

I stood up immediately as he finished his report and made way to the medical wing. I made it there in about 3 minutes of sprinting and finally found her.

She was lying on a stretcher face down while blood was flowing freely from her lower back. Doctors were frantically running around trying to stop the bleeding.

A teenage boy that could have been no older than 14 held her hand tightly while saying things out loud to get her attention as she was unconscious.

What happened to you, kid? Never mind that. He should be able to fix this.

I walked out of the room and went to make a phone call to someone that owes me a favor.

"Hello, this is Sakamaki Tougo speaking."

"Come here. Now."

"......I'll do what I can."

He hung up and I followed suit. No later than a minute later did he stand in front of me.

"And to what do I owe this pleasure to?"

"I have someone that's needs healing."

"Well then, why are we wasting time taking. Take me to them since you called me all the way out here."

I lead him to the medical center and doctors were currently trying to revive 01 and multiple officers had to hold the boy from before back as they did so. Am I too late?

Despite the grim looking situation, he still moved forward and laid a hand on her forehead. He then looked back at me and gave me a nod.

"Everybody, out."

"But, sir, she isn-"

"That's an order."

They still gave me a hesitant look but left in the end. The boy had to be drug out of the room by the officers and was taken somewhere else.

I'll just deal with that later. I turned back to him and he was already getting to work.

"Does it matter what I have to do?"

"...As long as that she is still alive in the end."

"I advise that you cover your eyes."

He placed a hand over her heart and his eyes began to glow. I did as he said and shielded my eyes just as a blinding light filled the room.

I removed it after I was able to see again. I noticed that the bleeding had stopped and that an armlet now rested around her bicep.

"It's done however I have one condition in return."

Present - Hiro's POV
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"That still doesn't explain why she's alive as of now."

"I was getting to that part, Masaki."

I took another deep breathe and waited for him to continue.

"Before I carry on, do you have any idea of how she's standing here right now?"

"...No."

"Nothing seems off?"

Off. What could be possibly be more off than seeing the supposedly dead love of my life alive?

I suddenly thought back to the kiss a few moments ago and my realization hit me hard. How?! No! She can't be!

"01, open your mouth."

She did as she was ordered and opened her mouth accordingly. What I saw confirmed my suspicions.

Why the h*ll does she have fangs?!

I grabbed her jaw and examined them openly.

"Allow me to explain."

I reluctantly turned around to the new voice and saw that it was from Karlheinz. I narrowed my eyes as the last memory of our meeting came back.

"Come down, my sons. I know you are eavesdropping anyway."

They teleported immediately to the ground level and we're looking at my Amare like they were hallucinating.

"Hiro, do you notice something else different about her beside her new fangs?"

There's something else? I scanned over her again and found that her armlet was gone. I looked back at him and pointed at her naked bicep.

"Correct. Now can you tell me why?"

I was beginning to get tired of his stalling real quick yet shook my head no anyway.

"Just hurry up and tell me."

"Be patient. As we all know, 3 years ago this girl was injured critically and wasn't going to survive, yet she is still here today.

There reason for her survival was because of me. The only way I could save her was to turn her into one of us."

"...You did what?!" I couldn't believe what he just said.

"Then why did she still have a human scent?!"

"The armlet. It was my condition to saving her. It kept her vampire body sealed away until her human body couldn't live any longer. Now that it's dead, she is now fully one of us."

"W-Why?"

"What does it matter? Shouldn't you be happy that she's here and you can be with her again?"

Happy? Of course I'm beyond happy but I'm utterly confused as well. Honestly, I don't care how she's here. Only that she came back to me and that's all that will ever matter.

1 Year Later - 01's POV
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Currently, I was leaning against my bike that was parked atop a hill overlooking the city. I'm hungry. I sighed and continued to absently stare at the far lights of the buildings.

I didn't turn around when I felt a pair of arms slip around my waist. D*mn, he found me again.

"What do you want?"

"Do you even need to ask? Is wanting to spend all my time with you so bad?"

"When it involves me, yes."

He simply chuckles and nuzzles his nose into my neck while speaking against my skin.

"I know you're hungry."

"So?"

"Drink from me."

"I'll live."

As I pushed him back harshly, he suddenly appeared in front of me and looked me sternly in the eye.

"Drink."

I didn't bother to answer as I turned away and swung myself on my bike. I drove off and began to drive to no place in particular. Despite being able teleport now, I still prefer taking a ride from time to time.

It's ridiculous how it has already been a year since I fully turned. Honestly, it doesn't make any difference to me. After all, I'm forever heartless.

Published 3/14/17
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