The Vampire Hunter:
Return of the Prodigal
by Jp
copyright April 2000
Disclaimers: Don't we all know the rules by know...but if you insist...the visages are familiar, and since God and all the fairies, forces of nature and so on, own the patent on love---I guess I'll give them a big high-five. Other than that these lovely ladies and even the ugly mean people belong solely to me. So there.
Warnings: Okay kids, it may get really bumpy and it may get really nasty from here. I tied to keep it to 2 or 3 buckets or blood, but I might go off the deep end if I am so inclined. Hey, it's Vampires and lots of people with weapons that cause ouchies. So, with that sad, a little language that might make a sailor blush, grrl on grrl action; maybe even grrl on grrl on grrl;) Just jokes, I think? Maybe an argument, but no need for hankies.
Peace & Blessings: This one goes out to Jennis for being a doll and taking the time to edit this stuff and deal with me and slow and sporadic spurts of writing. A very special dedication to all those who patiently waited for this book to be done. I throw myself at your feet and apologize profusely for taking so stinking long...but at the risk of shamelessly promoting myself I got sidetracked with 'Charlie' and 'Wade' so my bad. Extra thanx to Mikee P and others for putting a fire under my ass.
By the By: No this isn't done yet, but the rest of it should come much faster than the first few chapters.
La Boca de Vertad: 'The Mouth of Truth'; if you tell it a lie the mouth will close down own your hand, so no lies...just truthful, even gushing, comments and critiques. catwoman59@hotmail.com
It Has Begun.....
Book II......
CH I: The Big Easy
December 27, 1999, side of a road, 60 miles from New Orleans
Yoshima Miakoda's sinewy six foot frame was technically in the most uncomfortable position known to man, just short of having a gear shift up her ass. One long bare leg was wedged between the back window of the Mustang and the headrest of the seat. Her expansive back was pressed up against the side door with such pressure that it was only her arms locked around the headrest and braced against the roof of the car that kept her from falling out of the door. As for her other leg and the rest of her body they were somewhere in the void of the backseat. Actually, they were sort of hovering, not quite on the seat itself, she would have known but her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that they were probably going to pop. However, she had no intention of opening her eyes any time soon, since that would mean she'd have to look down. And if she looked down she would have seen a crown of fiery red hair buried deep between her legs, and then she'd fall over the precipice that she'd been trying hard to hold onto for the last 7 minutes. If she could just hold out for another three minutes without busting out the back windows with her head or howling out a release to shatter the rest, she would prove the salacious demon between her legs how wrong she was.
On the other hand, the salacious demon in question, was not one to be proven wrong. She knew when Yoshi finally broke that her tongue was going to be in need of repair, but sometimes pain was a good thing, and Clarion was definitely in a good place. She nodded her acknowledgement as she changed the direction of her attack from inside to outside. The powerful thighs squeezed tighter around her round head and Clarion smiled against the dark woman's center. Clarion wrapped her arms around Yoshi's thighs and with a gently pull returned them to their open position. She could hear the groan resting in Yoshi's throat. She could feel the tremors making their way up her sweat covered body. So close. So close.
Yoshi bit down hard on her lip as Clarion's tongue lapped up every drop of arousal just as fast as the woman was making it. Yoshi braced her head against the window and bit down on her lip. This was it, she could feel it. It wasn't like this wasn't a win-win situation, but damn she'd never hear the end of it, but if she didn't stop this soon, she might not be able to walk. Full lips parted slowly ready to concede to defeat, her hormones were on their feet, and the flood gates were waiting for the signal. And then....nothing. Apparently, Clarion's head had been nestled between her legs so long it felt extremely foreign when it was removed.
Glazed over blue eyes met with emeralds aglow with desire. Yoshi let her head loll back against the steamy window as she searched for her voice. Clarion rose up on her knees and leaned into Yoshi. She smiled wickedly as the tall woman tried desperately to catch her breath. Clarion placed feathery kisses on Yoshi's damp face and neck. Clarion smiled harder as one blue eye opened. "You think you made it don't you?" Clarion spoke with her lips barely touching Yoshi's heated skin, but the dark woman could feel the promise in her words as the light husk of her voice traveled through her insides. Yoshi at least wanted to nod, but it seemed all her body parts were ready to betray her. Clarion licked her lips and then without hesitation, hungrily latched onto the pulsing vein in Yoshi's neck. Clarion waited until Yoshi's pulse got slowed to where she wanted it, and then without any warning she thrust three fingers deep within the woman beneath her.
Thirty seconds was all it took. Well, thirty-seconds, three fingers, and arm that was pumping like a piston in a V-6 engine. Clarion didn't slow her pace as Yoshi released a guttural keening noise and tensed every muscle in her body. The small woman didn't falter as strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her into a crushing embrace, growling out Japanese phrases. Clarion couldn't help but smile, since it didn't take a lover of languages to know when someone's howling out "fuck me". Clarion obliged the tall woman as she finally slowed her pace and drew her fingers out to the edge only to plunge them back into the deep warmth. Clarion finally stopped as Yoshi rasped out, "Kugiri...juubun." Stop...enough. She removed her fingers slowly and allowed herself to be swallowed up in Yoshi's embrace as the last tremors of climax passed through her body. They lay together for some time, as Yoshi's body relaxed and she made herself more comfortable along the length of the backseat. Clarion just nuzzled her neck as she listened to Yoshi's heart pound in her chest.
After a silent ten minutes of combing through Clarions short hair did Yoshi finally speak. "You can stop smiling now." Yoshi's body shook as the woman on top of her began to laugh. "Don't gloat...or we can't play this game any more." Yoshi didn't have to open her eyes to see pink lips form a pout.
Clarion folded her arms across Yoshi's chest and lifted her head so she could look at the woman. "If I would have known Samurai were such sore losers I wouldn't have suggested it."
Blue eyes opened lazily as Yoshi chuckled. "But you know what, I did lose and I guarantee you I'm going to be sore." Yoshi was all ready to laugh at her own joke until she noticed that Clarion wasn't laughing or smiling. "Clarion?"
"I think I can guarantee one other thing." Clarion affixed her eyes overtop of Yoshi's head and out of the window."
A black eyebrow rose. "And what's that?"
"You're going to be arrested."
"What!-
Clarion clamped her small hand over Yoshi's mouth and sshed her. "Be quiet now, I need to think."
Blue eyes went wide as she saw a flashlight bounce off of the rearview mirror. She gently removed Clarion's hand from her mouth. "Don't you know some magic or something," she whispered.
Clarion grinned and looked down. "Well now, there ain't too much magic for two naked sweaty women in the backseat of Mustang."
Yoshi rolled her eyes. "Thanks colonel. Ugh, I left my blade in the trunk."
Clarion squeaked. "What the hell are you thinking!" Clarion looked completely shocked.
Yoshi shook her head vigorously. "No, if I had the keys I could probably reach the ignition to turn the keys, and then you know....get the car rolling."
"Oh." Alabaster cheeks filled with red. "Heh, heh, sorry."
"So what's the plan?"
Before Clarion could answer there was a tapping on the window outside. "We're screwed."
Clarion mumbled to herself as she moved off of Yoshi and crawled over the front seat. Yoshi sat up in the back as she watched the small woman smooth down her hair and then begin to roll down the front window. Clarion made a big enough crack that her fingers dangled over the edge and her eyes looked over the edge. Yoshi instinctively scrunched down in the back seat out of view as she waited. The dark woman worried her lip as the deep twang of the officers' voice reached her ears.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to roll down your window, please."
Clarion sighed and ever so slowly, like some twisted strip tease she rolled down the window. Clarion let out a yelp that sent Yoshi reaching for her tanto under the seat. Although Yoshi was poised to whip out her blade and leap over the seat, she was stopped as she heard Clarion burst into laughter. Yoshi's head raised from the back seat to see a topless Clarion hanging out of the window giving a hug to the officer.
The red head rested her elbows on the sill as she sat back down. "Holy shit! Tibby how the hell are you?"
The man outside laughed. "Bien, chér, ça va?"
"Alive, mon ami, alive." They both laughed.
He crooked a finger into the car. "Does your missy speak or have we sunk to new lows."
Clarion sucked in air and then giggled. "Why Tibby, I ought to come out there and beat your fat little ass."
The fair-skinned officer just chuckled. "Somehow I don't think that would be bad."
Clarion stuck out her tongue and turned around to face a thoroughly perplexed yet slightly amused Yoshi. Clarion only smiled and waved the woman forward. "Lean up and meet my friend."
Yoshi hesitantly lean forward until she was flush with the front seat. She cocked her head to the side as she looked out of the window and got a full glimpse of Tibby. He was about 6'1", fair-skinned, with an athletic build all though he had the beginnings of a potbelly. He looked to be in his mid thirties. He leaned down into the window and gave Yoshi a heavenly smile that she clearly understood as his trump card. You couldn't be mad at a handsome man in a uniform that smiled like that.
Clarion beamed with pride. "Tibby, this is Yoshi."
"Yoshi, this Tibby. Short for Thibedeaux Thurston Millieu, the third."
A long olive-colored arm reached out and to meet Tibby's hand. He tipped his cap. "Evenin' belle."
Clarion rolled her eyes. "Don't go hittin' on my lady or I'll tell your maman."
"That excuse don't work no more, " He grinned. "Look, you two should be moving along now, or I will not hesitate to haul your hind parts down to the jail. I know some dirty old men who would love to see you." He wiggled his eyebrows and Clarion laughed.
"Sure thing, Tibby, we're gone. You still at your old place."
"Qui."
"Good." Clarion started the car and Tibby leaned down into the window.
He spoke into Clarion's ear. "Ta fille a intéressants les seins" Your girlfriend has nice breasts.
Before Clarion could speak, Yoshi leaned forward and spoke. "Merci, l'officier. Et eux sont les miens." Thank you officer. And, yes they are mine. She grinned wickedly.
Tibby laughed nervously as he caught the glare in blue eyes and stepped back. "Pardon ma'am and I would never think such a thing."
Clarion held in her laugh as she watched her friend shift nervously from foot to foot. "Go home Tibby, I'll call you in a few days."
With welcome relief Tibby focused on Clarion's words as she revved the engine. He watched her put the car in gear and spoke before she pulled off. "Almost forgot," he gave Clarion a blazing smile, "welcome home, mon dour, welcome home." Clarion blew him a kiss as she pulled back onto the highway and sped away with a large grin on her face. She felt long arms wrap around her from the backseat as she drove into the night wistfully rolling the words around in her head: Welcome Home.
CH 2: "You do know how to whistle don't you.....
"I can't believe I forgot about Christmas." The red head let out a huff as she fell backwards on to the large bed.
Yoshi grinned as she dropped their bags at the door way and plopped down in a chair in the corner. "I think we were all a little busy."
Clarion laughed and sat up on her elbows as she regarded the woman in the corner untying her shoes. "Don't worry we'll make up for it on New Years. Shityah!" They both laughed as Clarion made a face and broke into a large smile.
"Is that why we're in a hotel?"
Clarion looked hurt for a split second. "You no like?"
Dark hair swung freely as Yoshi shook her head. "How could I not love this view." At that she stood up and opened the French doors that led to the balcony. Clarion watched in appreciation as the woman strode to the balcony and leaned down on the railing. Yoshi didn't bother to turn as she heard Clarion get up from the bed. Small arms wrapped around her waist from behind and gave the tall woman a gentle squeeze. Yoshi smiled contently and rubbed the arms about her waist. "This is one fine city you have here my dear."
Clarion chuckled as she released Yoshi and stood at her side. Both women were silent for a moment as they took in Bourbon street as dawn woke its denizens. Clarion placed her hand on Yoshi's and tugged the woman away from the balcony. "C'mon Samurai, we need to rest."
Yoshi allowed herself to be led away as she arched a brow. "And why is that?" The dark woman could tell by the way Clarion tossed her head that she was smiling devilishly.
"It's four days till the start of the millennium, we missed Christmas, and Mardi Gras is three months away...we've got a lot to get done."
Yoshi sat down on the edge of the bed with a laugh as she watched Clarion remove her clothes. "Should I be armed." She asked with innocence.
Clarion's sweet laughter filled the room. The small woman, clad in boxer shorts and a t-shirt straddled the still clothed Yoshi on the bed. She wrapped her arms around the dark woman's neck and ducked her head to give her a kiss on the lips. She pulled away with nip to Yoshi's nose. "You're so cute you know that." The dark woman growled which made Clarion laugh even more. "Even when you growl." Yoshi let her stone face crease into a sly little grin that was rewarded with a kiss. "No, I'm afraid you won't be needing weapons where we're going. Arms up." Yoshi raised her arms and let Clarion remove her shirt. The tall woman blushed as she saw Clarion's eyes glaze over in want as she took in her breasts. Clarion shook her head and focused her attention on crisp blue eyes. "Woo! Anyway, oh yeah, no weapons...but you will need your dancing shoes."
Blue eyes grew bright in delight. "More Salsa?"
Clarion shook her head slowly as she removed her own shirt. "Something even better." Her voice hummed with seduction as she bent her head and began placing wet kisses along Yoshi's collar bone, causing the tall woman to jump and hitch her breathing.
"B-better than salsa?" Yoshi bit back a moan.
Clarion's lips smiled around the flesh of Yoshi's shoulder. She lifted her head to meet Yoshi's eyes. "We can practice right now." Clarion traced Yoshi's jaw and then slid her tongue across full lips that were slightly parted in anticipation.
"We can?" Yoshi's voice cracked as a spasm of ecstasy shot through her groin. Clarion smirked as she buried her head in Yoshi's neck and began a slow grind with her hips, keeping time with a rhythm that only she could hear. This time the moan made its presence known as Yoshi's own hips began to match Clarion's rhythm. Yoshi leaned back and braced herself on her arms as the small woman atop her buried small hands in her hair and attacked her ear lobes. As Clarion drew her attention to the other ear lobe Yoshi managed to find her voice. "You do this, unhh...on a dance floor?" Clarion groaned her hips harder into Yoshi's as the tall woman felt herself falling backwards, on account of her arms being too shaky to support her. Clarion stilled her movement for a brief second as she straddled Yoshi's denim clad thigh and brought her own leg up to meet the dark woman's throbbing center. Yoshi could feel herself getting close to the edge all ready as the small woman on top of her continued her grinding rhythm. Yoshi let out a groan of pleasure as fingertips pulled at her nipples. "Oh God," she panted ", I'm gonna...mmm...need lots of p-practice. Clarion laughed deeply as she captured Yoshi's lips and began riding the woman beneath her in earnest. Yoshi did the only thing she could, as she gripped Clarion's firm bottom and held on for dear life.
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As Clarion began to stir form her sex-induced coma like state of sleep, she added a third way to her short list of best ways to wake up. Her ears picked up the rush of melodies floating in from the clubs and the lone musicians on the sidewalks. Her nostrils filled with aroma of Cajun spices and seafood from Desire only a quick stride away. But most fulfilling was the warm cocoon she had made of Yoshi's body. Clarion's body hummed with life as she nuzzled her head deep into the strong arms of the woman she was falling in love with.
Yoshi opened her eyes from her silent meditation as she felt Clarion move. Full lips pressed into Clarion's temple before she spoke with a voice still husky from sleep. "Hey you." Clarion smiled as she continued to burrow herself within the woman's embrace, causing Yoshi to giggle from all the wiggling. "Can you breathe in there?" A nod of the head in response. Yoshi grinned. "Are we going to stay in bed all night, because I haven't been here in ages and you've been making lots of promises." Yoshi let her words drawl out as she drew lazy circles on Clarion's bare back.
Finally, with a groan Clarion removed herself from the warmth of Yoshi's arms and raised her head. She let out a huff of air and then stretched her arms above her head, garnering an audible pop when her back aligned. A satisfied smirk crossed her face as she let out a yawn and brought her arms back to her side. She smiled at Yoshi and then pulled the sheet up over her as she turned on her side. Yoshi couldn't help but laugh at the sleepy antics of the red-head. The tall woman shifted in the bed as she spooned the smaller woman and gave her a squeeze. "C'mon lazy bones, I thought we had sights to see."
"They'll be there tomorrow."
"Larieux."
Clarion groaned. "Fine, fine...in an hour."
Yoshi shook her head, gave Clarion a kiss on a cheek and left the bed. When Yoshi returned to the bedroom and hour later, Clarion's small frame was spread eagle on the bed and the red-head held the most content of grins on her face. Yoshi just smiled as she propped her sword in the corner and walked to the bed. She called the woman's name several times and even shook the bed in response. Finally, the tall woman clapped her hands together and strolled into the bathroom where she retrieved the ice bucket. "Guess I'll show her some magic of my own." Yoshi chuckled to herself and then shoved her hands deep into the melting ice until her hands were tinted with blue. She stood over the half naked woman and whispered her name once more, and still no movement other than a grunt. Yoshi shrugged an then simultaneously placed one hand on Clarion's toned stomach and another on her chest right between her breast.
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Yoshi's ears were still ringing almost a half and hour later when the two emerged from the hotel room and greeted Bourbon street. A still sleepy Clarion was walking a few steps ahead of the dark woman, who uncharacteristically was all smiles as they walked down the street. Yoshi widened her stride and caught up to the small woman as the crossed the street.
"You're not mad...are you?" Soft blue eyes looked down at Clarion.
When they reached the other side of the street, Clarion stood on the curb and gave Yoshi a smoldering kiss as the early evening crowd passed by. She smiled to herself as she left the woozy woman standing in the street and walked jauntily into Desire. It took the dark woman a moment to pull herself together and realize that Clarion had disappeared into the restaurant. She blushed deeply at a woman who winked at her and hurried inside. She found the red head seated in the corner with two drinks all ready on the table. Yoshi was still florid as she took a seat across from the smirking woman.
"I take it you just need to eat, eh?" Clarion laughed out loud and blew the tall woman a kiss. Yoshi just smiled and looked down at the blue colored drink in front of her. "What might this be?" She raised a brow skeptically. "I was taught never to drink or eat things that don't match the colors God created."
Clarion grinned. "I thought you didn't believe in God."
"We may not be on a first name basis, but I've got my beliefs."
"Oh yeah." Clarion was sincerely intrigued as she sipped from her own drink. A warm smile spread across her face as she ingested the drink. "Ahh, it's good to be home."
Yoshi sniffed at her drink and decided it wasn't fatally toxic and took a sip. A wisp of a smile crossed her face. "Not bad, Larieux, not bad at all."
"See what happens when you trust me."
"I'm learning." Yoshi winked at the woman across from her. "So what's on the agenda?"
"Well I'm gonna get you fed, then I'm going to get you crazy drunk, feed you some more, and we're going to go and party the night away till morning comes."
"I think I'm too old for partying all day."
"How the hell old are you anyway."
Yoshi squinted an eye as she looked up to the ceiling. "Um, eight-hundred and forty."
Clarion whistled. "My sweet has been around the block a time or time, no?"
Yoshi shrugged. "Hey with age comes wisdom." She took a drink as they shared knowing looks. "So, is this a stop on a cross country tour or what? You weren't exactly forthcoming and I might need to get in touch with Colin."
"I'd rather not discuss it now."
A black brow raised. "Are you being watched or something?"
Clarion looked down at her drink and played with the straw. "I just don't want you to get mad." She spoke into the table.
Yoshi leaned forward and creased her brow in concern. "Why would I get mad?"
Clarion sighed as she sat back in the seat and ruffled her hair. "You know how we had that whole talk about lying and withholding information." Yoshi nodded. "Well this isn't lying, and it's not really withholding information....it's more like a need to know basis." Clarion didn't need to look at the woman to see the perplexed look on her face. "It's not bad I swear, actually it's phenomenally good, but there were things that I needed to know before...uh I mean look, I just needed to be sure." Clarion shrugged and flopped her hands on the table as she looked up at the silent woman.
Yoshi let out a breath as she contemplated Clarion's words and then took a sip of a drink just to calm her nerves. "You still think I'm trying to kill you?"
Clarion leaned forward with a jolt and grabbed Yoshi's hand. "Oh god no!" She shook her head and blew out a breath. She smiled lovingly at the dark woman and kissed her hand. "Look, when I disappeared Stolova said something to me about being 'special' and I don't mean in that I'm trying to get you in to bed kind of way." She winked and the tall woman cracked a smile. "None of this is bad I promise, but he got me thinking about a lot of stuff. A lot about the things I've felt all my life and the things Mama D told me. Lots of confusing things are starting to make a lot of sense of well, as if I'm not being cryptic enough, let's just say that two millennia of prophecy and wives tales are starting to have some merit."
Yoshi squeezed the hand she was holding and pursed her lips. "So, this is good, right?"
"Yes, yes! In a few days all of this will make sense."
"Is the sky going to open up on January 1st or something?"
"No, chér, I'm afraid we're all still going to be here. But after a few hard days of unadulterated partying I'm taking you home with me and I think you'll be able to help sort out this mess."
Yoshi grinned. "You in fear of never being able to party again."
Clarion released Yoshi's hand with a laugh. "Oh heck no, woman. I got a few decades left in me and I plan to enjoy them all." She smiled wide. "Whenever I come home I party like it's 1999." Clarion hummed the chorus to the song and then took a sip of her drink. "Anyway, can we just enjoy the next few days with no stress and no questions, not even what's in my drink questions." She winked at the woman across from her. She raised her drink. "So let's eat drink and be merry....for tomorrow...we'll wake up and do it all again." Yoshi laughed and touched her glass to Clarion's. The red head beamed. "Now let's eat. Hoo yah!"
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"It's called Zydeco!" Clarion had to yell into the tall woman's ear over the music. Yoshi just nodded her head as she sat in her chair and watched the small red head dance. It wasn't that she wasn't willing to dance, in fact she already had, but she was too busy being mesmerized by Clarion dancing. Yoshi reclined back in her chair, lifting the two front legs off the floor as she anchored herself with one long leg. She knew she must have looked like a complete idiot, smiling from ear to ear as she sipped from whatever concoction of alcohol Clarion had brought her.
Eyelids heavy with want drooped low as Yoshi licked her lips and watched as Clarion resumed her dance with a local man. Yoshi didn't know if she knew the guy or not, but it didn't matter and there was no cause for jealousy on her part since it was clear that the redhead was putting on a show just for Yoshi. The music throbbed with the steady bass from the tuba but it sang with life as the trumpet and trombones worked magic. The percussion, which consisted of a snare drum, a washer board, and make shift maracas breathed a quick pace into the music. This was not music to sway to in some back corner, this was meant for movement and for sweat.
Yoshi felt a faint blush reach her cheeks as Clarion raised her arms over her head, lifting her breasts. She and the local continued to dance circles around one another moving in time to the music. Yoshi had to pull her eyes away from Clarion to pull herself together as she watched the other people on the dance floor. They were all sweaty and vibrant and none of them seemed like they were ready to sit down anytime soon. The crowd answered back as the singer shouted out to them in a call and answer. Yoshi couldn't help, but smile at the warm sensation she felt course through her body. It had nothing to do with arousal or even desire for Clarion.. clearly her break was over.
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