The Fallen Vampire

Chapter 51: A Morning Swim

Chapter 51: A Morning Swim

Vermeil groggily woke up from her impromptu slumber on the couch and sat up.

Wiping her face of drool, she looked up at the rising sun that was just beginning to peek through the curtains.

However, her eyes went wide when she saw something that didn't quite make sense.

Pulling down her clothes and straightening up her hair, she opened up the door quietly and stepped outside barefoot.

Quietly, she slowly approached the dock where she could see a man that she was very familiar with sitting on the ground, with his hair floating above his head.

But that wasn't all.

Droplets of water were drifting up from the lake in absurd amounts, almost as if there was no gravity to keep them held down.

With the dim sunlight passing through them and bouncing off of each other, an absolutely beautiful picture was created.

'Times like this.. it really hits me that I'm not on earth anymore.'

Vermeil silently crept forward amongst this wonderful scenery, and her steps got lighter and lighter with every step she took.

By the time she was within ten feet of Indra, her hair had also begun to float above her head, and her steps took her significantly farther than she wanted them to.

Somehow, she was able to regain control of herself and came in front of the cultivating vampire.

'Isn't this something?' She thought amusedly.

When cultivating, it wasn't uncommon for people to enter into a trace that left them completely oblivious to the outside world.

She just never expected for Indra to be one of those people.

The handsome vampire had ingrained himself in her mind as someone who always remained constantly vigilant and never let his guard down, and yet she had been able to get this close to him without setting him off in the slightest.

'Maybe I have the talent to be an assassin in this world?' She thought happily.

Jokes aside, Vermeil squatted directly in front of Indra and stared at his face meticulously.

No matter how many times she saw him, she didn't believe she would ever get used to staring at this man's unnecessarily handsome face.

She thought that as someone from the 21st century, the interest that she had in pretty people would be severely diluted.

After all, if she just got on any social media site she could have scrolled past 60 in a minute.

But for some reason, no matter how many time she stared at Indra she would always find him utterly intoxicating and dreamlike.

And upon remembering the little love bite that he'd given her yesterday, she felt her body beginning to heat up from her long held fantasy that had finally come to fruition.

"What are you doing, Vermeil?"

"UWAH!!"

SPLASH!

Vermeil comically fell back into the water behind her, and Indra finally returned the world's gravity to normal as he opened his eyes.

With a look of pity, he stared down into the water beneath him at the young girl who was smiling sheepishly despite being soaking wet.

"Hahaha... I was just, umm... making sure you were still alive!"

"Oh really?"

"Y-Yea!"

"Well I'm touched by your concern, but I would advise that you don't lie to beings who can read your mind in the future."

Vermeil's eyes became as large as the fish in the water alongside her as she realized that she could indeed feel some sort of new connection between herself and Indra.

All of her pervy tendencies!

Her otaku thoughts and fantasies!

And the hours upon hours of smut she wrote back on earth!

It was all laid bare in front of him!

"No it's not. I'm not going to go combing through your mind for stuff like that, but if you think about it so close to me then I will have no choice but to overhear." Indra clarified.

"Eep!"

Vermeil let out a small yelp as she shook her head free of dirty thoughts and crawled out of the lake water.

Looking down at her dress, she realized that she didn't have any other clothes to wear and let out a groan of indignation.

"Fuck... I really miss my leggings and oversized hoodies..."

"Clothes?"

"Yes, clothes!"

Indra shrugged his soldiers as he finally stood up from his place on the dock.

"I need to go into the city today to find something for Enyo. I'll see if I can obtain something for you as well in that time."

Vermeil felt her eyes start to sparkle like she was using her element of starlight and she immediately rushed to give Indra a wet hug.

"Thank you, Indr-"

At the last second, the vampire held up his hand to catch Vermeil by the face before she could violate his personal space.

"Don't do something unnecessary. It's the least that I could do for taking your element without permission."

"Hm?"

Vermeil suddenly separated from Indra and looked at him strangely. "What're you talking about? I still have both of my elements."

"Are you certain??" He asked suspiciously.

Vermeil closed her eyes to concentrate for a moment before she reopened them a few seconds later.

"Yea, I still have it. Why would you think you took it from me?"

Indra did not answer and instead merely stared at Vermeil like he was waiting for some kind of understanding to lunge out at him.

Was his element of gravity some kind of copy?

It certainly felt enough like the real thing.

Current questions aside, the most important thing was...

"Right then... I no longer owe you anything."

"Wait, no! Pleaseeee get me clothes!!" Vermeil was on the urge of falling onto her knees and crying all over the wooden dock.

Indra wondered just how long he should prolong his joke, as he was honestly starting to enjoy himself.

But only a few seconds later, Vermeil would sap away all of his pleasant mood with her cruel words.

"You might as well do it for me since you also need to get clothes for yourself! You're not going to keep alternating between that ninja wear and your kimono forever, are you?!"

"...What's wrong with it..?"

"Are you kidding me? Even for this world it's retro! You're really showing your 800 years of age by walking around like that!"

Normally, Indra would have dismissed her words as if they were mere air but he couldn't for one simple reason.

He'd just gotten married.

And women like it when their men dress nice.

Would Enyo eventually lose interest in him because he dressed like an old man? ( She wouldn't.)

He had to resolve this potential problem before it even arose! (He didn't because it wouldn't.)

"Fine... but you aren't coming with me." He finally muttered.

"The fuck I'm not! I don't really trust you to know what girls need or like!" She said firmly.

'That's a good point...'

Indra looked up at the lake house they were staying in and reached an immediate solution to their current predicament.

-

When Lucia awoke, she stretched her voluptuous body sensually as she slowly sat up, shaking off the strange stiffness that arose within her shoulder and neck areas.

Opening her eyes, she nearly leapt out of her skin as se found Indra sitting crosslegged at the foot of her bed, staring at her with his hypnotizing red eyes.

"KYAAA!!!"

"I'm glad you're finally awake. Come with me, we're going shopping today."