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Yuki tried to grab Koori as she fell, but he missed by a split second. The vampire winced as she toppled into the water with a loud splash. Without hesitation, (while he didn't need to breathe, he was sure that she'd be a bit stuck without air), the vampire ducked underwater and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her back to the surface.

His hair dripping wet around him, the vampire smiled at her, an inch away from her face. "That was a very absurd thing to do."

Yuki chuckled as her face became a brilliant red color. "You wouldn't have fallen if you hadn't tried to hit me." He pointed out, amused. The look on her face was so...he tried to think of a word. Adorable? In an incredibly flustered way, he supposed. Well, rather than waste the moment...he smirked to himself, wondering how she would take it.

The vampire leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "You're a very silly person, Miss Kiwadoi." He said, whispering in her ear.

Yuki laughed to himself, amused at his ability to charm and fluster, unconsciously taking in the scent of her neck as he pulled away to look at her face. Of her blood. His eyes widened with a start, and he pushed away from her, swimming backward a few feet. Oh, no, bad...bad bad timing.

He sank himself down into the water, so that only his eyes and the top of his head were in view. The water muddled the senses. In a few minutes...well, maybe he'd be able to get it out of his system.

If he didn't...

'Well, that's an issue to resolve later, I think.' He thought.

Yuki couldn't help but feeling incredibly guilty...lower than the lowest thing created, as he watched Koori struggle to shore. 'Can you really just watch as she damn near dies?!' He yelled at himself, disgusted. '...if I help her, I might...but if I don't, she'll surely be pulled under...'

He couldn't bear the thought. He couldn't let another person die because he was too weak.

The vampire ducked underwater and swam powerfully to her. Staying underwater, so that he wouldn't be able to smell her in any way, he wrapped an arm around her waist, and kicked to the shoreline.

Making sure she was safe, he backed up a distance, his hand placed tightly over his mouth and nose. "I'm sorry." He murmured, muted by his hand, looking guiltily in the other direction.

Yuki sighed as she hid behind the tree. Honestly, he knew it was for the best, but...

Well, it was times like these he damned his existence.

"Miss Kiwadoi?" He called, lowering his hand so she could hear. "...you can come out now. I'm going to leave, so you can go about your business without my...inconveniencing presence, alright?" The vampire made his way to his discarded belongings and put his cloak back on, drawing the hood up. Holding his boots in one hand, he began to trudge down the beach, sighing to himself.

Several hours and several pints of blood later, Yuki made his way back to the beach. Feeling no better about himself, he decided that it was for the best that he followed through with his suicidal plot. He wasn't meant to exist, and he only damaged those around him by being alive. ...if that's what you would call living off the lives of others.

He slowly stripped himself of his clothing, laying them down neatly on the sand. Maybe someone would want them after his ashes had floated away with the rising surf. Clad in nothing but his pants, he settled in on the sand to await morning.

...he missed the sun, and now he would greet it for the first time in decades. For the last time in eternity.

In a whisper Jayme replied. "How do you know all of this?" She stared into Seishou's eyes, searching for the answer.

"Sweet one, I can see into your very soul. My mind is somehow connected directly with yours. I have felt these emotions that you experience from the exact moment of our meeting. We have a previous connection I am sure of it." She shifted her feet, allowing herself to rest on the rock.

Jayme sat down next to her. "I suppose you are right then. I do love Michael, not that I don't like Malachai, but he could never replace Michael. It's just, there's something about Malachai that's irresistable. Okami warned me about him just like you and Michael. And that night I met him, he did something to Koori, like a trance or something. Oh my god! Is that what he did to me too?!"

The two were interrupted at that point by a familar figure lurking in the shadows. "Never. I don't need to cast my spell to hold you to me. You are in love with me and me alone, Jayme. We are one. Two of a kind. There is no separating us do you understand?"

Jayme jumped, while Seishou remained still, she had anticipated his arrival, even with his spell attempting to block her telekinesis. "What?! Get away from me Malachai. I can't believe you! Everything was because of you. I should have trusted them...well now I am!" She was defiant and headstrong at this point. "Goodbye Malachai. We are done. There is no longer any we. Seishou has opened my eyes and allowed me to see the true you. Evil, self-centered, bigotted, jerk. So just STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!"

Seishou rose to her feet and motioned to Jayme to walk away with her. The two strutted away leaving Malachai without a chance to explain or seek revenge.