Dim Light: Chapter One
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The light hung over my head dimly; I don't know why I had such a hard time focusing on my paperwork due for tomorrow's essay. I caught myself before I dosed off, which normally wasn't a habit for me.
    I had a hard time coping with the sleep, the irony in the whole situation, is that I'm a vampire; technically, me and sleep are mortal enemies. Dead, that's what I call my life, it's basically emotionless. The irony in the other situation is my family that is raising me are mortals, I probably will never understand how these, Humans think.
    "Darling dear, I made your favorite dish, Nira-Tama... Hiro dear, what’s wrong, why won't you come and eat your dinner, come down-"
    "I'm studying...mom..." I call out, I wouldn't be surprised if she put arsenic in the food, maybe laced it, or spiked it... but, putting poison in the food is all the same to me, it didn't matter. "I'll be down later." I lied.
    I rubbed the bridge of my nose with my thumb and index finger. I didn't get mortals, and I probably never would. I listen for the click of her heels going down the stairs, when I heard them, my mind focused on her thoughts, I could tell she was getting worried about me, I could hear her thoughts clearly...
    I would soon be going to the doctors; she thinks I'm developing a eating disorder.
    I go by two different names, Yashitaki Hiro or Yamanashi Emblem, which is my true name. My step-mother lost her son when he was 16, and she adopted me soon after, and I knew she developed some mental problem, I got used to being called Hiro.
    Almost everyday, it's bruise after bruise, cut after cut, stab after stab and punch after punch, I've gotten comfortably numb to it. It doesn't phase me anymore. Like every other night, I won't sleep, which gives my mother more reason to worry. I've grown accustom to my vampire gifts, and traits. Reading thoughts and predicting uncertain things were just two of the many I possessed within my grasp.
    Before I knew it, hours had passed before my eyes, the work got done and my alarm clock went off, pissing me off. I hated the sound of a alarm clock, cell phone or other wise... but this was the way "humans" woke up, I obviously had to get used to this new shit. For me, it was as if time stood still, and left my body unchanged, never to grow old.
    I fumbled the papers, stacking them into a neat pile and putting them under the stapler, clamped the stapler down, and clamped it, I sighed, life couldn't get any harder than this. I slipped the papers into a binder, and closed it. I began to wonder what her "Hiro" was like, surely not one of the living dead, and I use that term loosely. I grasped my binder as I stood up; I tucked the front of it close to my ribcage, so I wouldn't loose anything.
    I hoped to get thought this morning with ease, but like every other morning, she would most likely loose it, and have a fit if I didn't give her the response she wanted, she always found something to hold against me, either that, or torture me till I said something she could use against me.
    "Good morning" she greeted me with a positive smile, but a part of me knew that smile she had was a total facade, and I would soon see the true side of her. I finally reached the last stair when she asked me a question I would soon regret answering.
    "Are you going to eat breakfast at school or at home?" She asked, drying her hands from washing the dishes. I looked at the time on the wall then back at her, if I left now, I would be able to make it for breakfast, maybe a little hunting in the back of the school. I didn't have feel or see it to know what was coming next, I heard it as the knife hit the wall, I felt the force of it. My binder pressed closer to my body before the next dose of knives hit the wall, my spare hand turned the door knob, unlocking it, and slipping out of it. I could hear her, screaming her insults, but I couldn't hear them the speed and the wind blocked it all out.
I paused running after I was sure I lost her, I had a feeling I would get reamed when I got home today, no... Not a feeling, I Knew it was a fact. What if I just nodded, would she still have had the same reaction as she did before I left? I nodded and shrugged, I really felt bad for this Hiro person. I now walked to school at a normal pace; I didn't want anybody going to my mom giving her a reply that I was running at godly speed.
    Was it normal for rich families to be so abusive? The questions that plagued me, something’s I would just never understand, I'd have to ask Ijuin Enzan next time I saw him.
    "Oh wow, look at him whata total cutie..." The girl and her friend kept their eye on me, giggling as they told each other petty little gossip about my features; if only they knew the dirty little secrets I hide. Girls like them really did have taste in filthy guys like me, it made me wonder if they were trash too. I walked a few streets down; till the school was in my sight, misery and exam study here we go.
    I felt so unprepared. As I walked through the gate, I saw a crowd of girls, gossip central as I called it and continued passed them, minding my own business. I caught the eye of a girl, no older than me, walking out of the office with the dean, she was like a miracle. I couldn't keep my eye on her...
   I think this was called love at first sight. I ran into a pole, my binder fell, and I held my head in agony, she looked at me, and let a slight grin pass her smooth, angelic features. I watched her as she passed me, her smile fading as she was inside the gates of the school; I had to know who she was. The gossip girls cracked a laugh at me, then persisted to come over to check on me, I rolled my eyes, was there ever going to be a day I wasn't bombarded by lunatics?
    "I noticed that you like, ran into the obvius." The raven haired girl asked, her tone was enough to drive me crazy, as I watched her friends faces light up when I met their gaze.
    "Yeah, I should be fine." I feigned a smile, and seemed happy, the raven haired girl smiled back at me, offering me her hand, I took it and noticed she was the only one not wearing a blush on her face, this surprised me. It would take a miracle for her not to tell me that I owed her something.
    "That's good, maybe you should go see the nurse, maybe she can give you some ice for that knot you have on your head..." I took her hand, and she pulled me up with ease. It was amazing, miracles did happen, I didn't owe this girl anything...but with me being a gentleman, I'd look out for her.
   "Eeh. I should be fine..."