• SIDE STORY 3 PART 5 - AYA'S BLOOD AND QUESTIONABLE FATE

    Nobody likes unknown medical causes. But some might have been unkown to almost all of mankind for almost all time. It's interesting what medical problems you can learn about somebody so close to you. But was it all a part of fate?

    .:{{Arisa's Perspective}}:.

    "Hey, Arisa, are you okay?" Kai asked me, brushing away some of my bangs.

    "Huh?" I looked up at Kai, snapping myself out of my reminisance, "Oh, yeah. I'm fine."

    "What's on your mind?" he raised an eyebrow.

    "What happened to you always being in my head?" I asked irritably.

    "You told me to stay out," he sighed.

    I ignored him and noted how close he was standing to me. My back was against the kitchen counter and I was arched backwards a little from Kai basically standing on me. It almost looked as though he were trying to press his torso against mine. He was probably teasing me about something or the other.

    "Are you thirsty?" I looked up at him, "Is that why you're standing so close?"

    Kai smiled at me childishly and I rolled my eyes. Kai moved my hair away from my neck and slipped down my shirt sleeve over my shoulder and kissed the right side of my neck. In a quick moment of a pungent sting, Kai's fangs were fastened into my neck. I wrapped one arm around Kai's back and twisted the fingers of my other hand in Kai's hair and held him close. I'm only doing my chores; feeding a Vampire.

    I took a little more time while Kai was feeding himself to reminisce a little more on what I had been earlier. I could remember seeing Aya die, her hand stiffening in mine. Her hand was just as cold, if not colder, than Kai's. I had run out of the room soon after Aya died and screamed on the top of my lungs, not caring about the staring bystanders. I couldn't breathe from all the crying that was crowding my air. Soon enough after that, I collapsed and was hospitalized for a week from being incredibly sick from stress and depression. I had lost a ton of weight after that too and I ended up weighing between ninety to ninety-five pounds. I had to be counseled and everything, but I only freaked out on them and nearly ended up hurting myself. Mom and dad started fearing that they would lose me too, but I ended up losing them instead.

    I switched my attention to Kai's feeding, making sure he wouldn't get carried away. My blood is rare, strange, special. What was so special about Aya's blood? Her blood must have been similar to mine if the doctors had never seen blood like it or couldn't find a cure for it.

    "Kai? Kai, I think that's enough." I gripped his hair a little tighter and started slowly prying him off.

    After another few breif seconds, Kai pulled away and swallowed his last swig of my blood and wiped off his mouth. I looked away from him as he stared at me. My face must have been showing some signs of sorrow from my reminiscing becasue Kai rubbed his thumb between my eyebrows and smiled weakly, my favorite smile.

    "Why are you knitting your eyebrows?" he asked me.

    "Oh, quit asking me. I know you were in my head." I confronted.

    He sighed in defeat and stroked my cheekbone with his thumb, "You're wondering about Aya's blood. Why the doctors were at a loss."

    I nodded and cupped my hand over Kai's while still looking away from him, "It's just been nagging me ever since the doctors said they couldn't find a cure for her 'odd blood'," I looked up at him, "You know, don't you?"

    He sighed again and smiled at me weakly, "Yeah, I do,"

    "Tell me,"

    "Your sister's blood...," he started. He thought while placing both hands on the counter on either side of me, "Your sister's blood was just as unique as yours."

    "Go on," I pushed.

    "Externally, yours and your sister's blood smelled the same. It was just as provocative, there was no difference on how your blood smelled." he looked up, thinking, "I would assume it would taste the same too. But Aya's blood would have a bitter aftertaste, from what I've heard."

    "Aya's been bitten before?" I panicked.

    "She had a cut once and a Vampire drank from the wound. She never told you?" he raised one eyebrow.

    I shook my head frantically, "When did that happen??"

    "You two were very young. It was when you two were in elementary and I guess your sister tripped and cut her knee open at one point and a passing Vampire licked the blood off."

    "But...the Vampire didn't bite her?"

    He shook his head, "He almost did, but he quit as soon as he noticed the bitter aftertaste. He realized he had tracked the wrong blood."

    "I don't understand,"

    "Your blood grants immortality after a certain large amount is consumed," he pointed out, "But your sister's blood killed any creature that would drink it. Aya's blood had a reverse effect. You would only have to drink a small amount or more for it to kill you.

    "It can't kill immortals, though. And if a Vampire or a Werewolf drank any, the blood would slowly turn them human after a few minutes and then they would die after another few minutes."

    "Aya's blood killed?" that's the complete opposite of mine.

    He nodded again, "That's why you're being attacked the most now because the Vampires and Werewolves know that Aya died. They now know your blood is the good blood and now they're after you. So, in a way, it was a good thing that you and Aya were twins whose blood smelled and tasted the same because it held off the attacks that would have happened more frequently if there were only one of you."

    "So what does that have to do with the doctors being stupid?" I asked him.

    "It's not the doctors' faults," he almost whispered, "It was something she couldn't escape."

    "Keep going," I really needed to know this.

    "Aya's blood was powerful, powerful enough to kill Vampires and Werewolves. Since she was only human, the blood became too much for her and it tried to destroy her." he looked down at me sentimentally, "It was something that couldn't be stopped."

    It all made sense now. It wasn't the doctors' faults at all. It was nobody's fault. There was no cancer in her system at all, it was her blood.

    "Some Angels are believing that your blood could do the same thing to you in the future," Kai interrupted the silence, "Some believe your blood will try to destroy you as well and some believe that it will end up making you immortal. And others believe you'll continue to feel like a normal human, only continuing to be pursued by Vampires and Werewolves."

    Kai looked down at me seriously, "I want you to live like a human. Without the pursuing."

    I traced over his lips with my index finger, "I wanted Aya and my parents and I to grow old together, but that didn't happen, did it?"

    "This wasn't supposed to be your fate," he whispered, kissing my index finger I had placed on his lips.

    "I don't believe in fate," I confirmed.

    Kai burrowed his eyebrows together, "You don't? Why not?"

    "I don't believe anybody's life is completely carved in stone," I whispered, "Life is all about timing."

    "Why do you say that?" he was curious.

    "Think about it. The people you meet or the things that happen; it's all due to timing and coincidence. Nothing that's happened was always meant to happen."

    "What about what happened to Aya?"

    I looked down for a moment, thinking about that, "I'm sure that if we were born with stronger bodies that she would have survived,"

    "But still, how do you think everything is about timing and coincidence?" he raised an eyebrow.

    "Let's say, for instance, when you and Kira were infected by those Vampires," Kai flinched slightly when I asked that, "Do you think that was meant to happen? Do you think if you were somewhere else at the time that you wouldn't be like this right now? You just met up with those Vampires at the wrong time. It wasn't meant to happen.

    "Akatsukia and Aya wouldn't have fallen in love if Aya hadn't stuck around to see who was watching over her and I. We wouldn't have met Akatsuki if that Vampire wouldn't have attacked me."

    I looked up at Kai and cupped my hand on the lining of his jaw, "You and I wouldn't be here right now if I wasn't running late that one day,"

    "I'd like to argue with that," Kai frowned, "I would have still been forced to track you down."

    "But you wouldn't have found me as soon," I continued.

    Kai smiled at me sentimentally. He leaned over and slowly ran his tongue over the wound he was drinking from earlier. He kissed the wound and then the angle of my jaw.

    "I guess you're right," he agreed, "But you'd probably have been better off."

    "Shut up," I groaned.

    Kai wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. He continued to kiss my cheek and my jaw and my neck. I was certain that there could have been some way for Aya to have survived. I knew it wasn't fate. I knew that everything that's happening or that has already happened wasn't supposed to turn out how it was. Kai wasn't supposed to become a Vampire. He was supposed to live as a human in the nineteenth century. He was supposed to grow old with a family and everything and die as an old man. Aya was supposed to be walking home from school with me like we used to. Aya and I were supposed to die as old women after calling each other every night before going to bed.

    If there was such thing as fate, I wouldn't have met Kai.