Tokki

== Chapter 1 ==
A young girl, perhaps seven-teen, walked along the forest floor towards a herb garden, most likely belonging to her. She swung a basket,not noticing that overhead, small brown eyes flashed in the trees. "Hello?" A rather tall, seemingly adult man walked up to her. Natasha,as her name was, whipped around, not knowing him. "I need help. Where is the nearest shelter?" He cocked his head, short brown hair flopping to the side. "Er... There's a town not too far. You'll know shelter when you see it.." Natasha stammered, ready to hit him with the basket if he got close.
The man nodded and walked off. Natasha sighed in relief, walking to her herb garden. She picked herbs, mostly basil, and followed the path back to her cottage. It was a quaint, marble cottage with a thatch roof and a chimney with- smoke coming out of it? She opened her door, suspecting she'd just left the fire going from yesterday, to see the man sitting in the chair with firewood, and a full fire in the fireplace. He was examining it as if he'd never been able to get this close to fire comfortably. Natasha gripped her broom. "Get out of my house, whoever you are!" She screeched, smacking the broom onto his head. "Ow..." He muttered, rubbing his head and standing. Straw flew everywhere. "What was that for? You said I'd see shelter when I saw it." He murmured. "Y-You know this is my house! Get out, creep!" Natasha shouted, kicking him in the shins. "Hey! Quit it! I just want a friend!" He scoffed, jumping onto the table to avoid being kicked. 
"Why'd I be friends with a creepo stranger?" Natasha put her hands on her waist. "Because- Oh, wait, you're right..." He sighed, rolling his eyes and walking to the door. He wiggled the nob, then wiggled it some more. "How do you open this thing!?" He pretended. "Get. Out." Natasha commanded, eyes flaring. The tall man dropped his head, wiggling it open, and trailing away. Natasha wondered who he was later that day, then saw a bee nest being formed on the tree in her yard. "Oh, how nice, I suppose." She whispered, scratching her head. Natasha walked outside, staring at the forming bee nest of working insects, some keeping guard, and at the sight of the girl, began buzzing around in warning. Natasha gasped, beginning to inch inside, before one stung her. She yelped, making the rest appear. The man jumped over, a grim frown on his face, as he slashed a few bees. Natasha fled inside, watching, as he climbed up the tree and broke the half-done nest open. The yellow insects began to swarm, being quite now aggressive. 
After awhile, he inched into the house. "You okay?" He murmured. Natasha nodded slowly. "Need help..?" She stammered. He nodded, walking in fully. "I'm Tokki, By the way. What's your name?" He cocked his head. "Natasha." Natasha shrugged, giving him a wet rag. "Nice name." Tokki murmured, wiping it on his arm. "Can we be.. Friends now?" He ambled the words out slowly. "What's with you and being friends? I still think you're a creep, but for now until we actually know each other, we'll keep in contact." Natasha jabbed her finger into his chest, making him take a few steps back. "Got it, Tok- Toke... Toker or whatever your name is." She scoffed. "Tokki." He muttered in vain, looking up at the roof. "Nice house you have." Tokki shrugged, beginning to explore the bright house. Natasha left him alone for now, until he shouted with a crash. She ran in, sighing at the sight of a broken dish and him on the ground, scooted against the chair. "Don't you know what glass is!?" Natasha gasped, hand pressing on her forhead. "Glass... Glass... Doesn't ring any bells." Tokki shrugged, standing and wiping broken glass off his shirt.
== Chapter 2 ==
It had been a month, and they'd grown quite fond of each other, Tokki visiting near everyday. One day, He had invited her for a run through the trees. "Why the trees!?" Natasha shouted, struggling to keep up as she hung on a branch, him swiftly jumping around. "You're a monkey, geez.." Natasha grumbled, pulling herself up. Tokki offered his hand for her to  get up, Natasha denying it and scrambling after him. "Here we are." Tokki and Natasha poked their head through the leaves to a rather beautiful sky. "Like it? I also came to tell you something secret... So I want to know if our friendship is actually valuable to you." He shrugged, jumping to a branch that poked out of the leaves and sitting on it.
"You know, how our world... Has magic?" Tokki cocked his head, wiggling his feet in the air. "Of course. Who doesn't?" Natasha scoffed, spitting through the leaves, and staring at the clouds and leaning on her branch. Tokki looked away. "Vampires... Werewolves... And of the such?" He breathed. "Get to the point." Natasha blinked, shirt waving in the wind. "I'm.. A.. Vampire..." Tokki whispered. Natasha shot an odd glance at him. "Hah! Good joke. You'd be burning, you're in broad daylight." Her hair blew in the wind. A barrier, a shield, appeared around him, that had previously been invisible, that was still transparent.
His dark eyes wavered, looking at Natasha. "Do you still trust me?" He sighed. Natasha began to attempt to climb down in silence, definitely fleeing from him. "Wait! Natasha! Please!" He gasped, staring at her staggering. She put her hand on a loose branch, it cracking, and immediately starting to fall. The leaves and branches hit and scratched her, falling at high-speed from dozens of feet in the air.
She was just about expecting to die, at this rate. Then she felt hands catch her, on her back and under her knees- Similar to the prince-holding-princess position. There was Tokki. His eyes were dark crimson, excreting a black smoke. His fangs stuck out of his mouth slightly, diving down headfirst to the ground with Natasha in his arms. Tokki landed perfectly, setting the fear-stunned girl down. His claws clenched into a fist angrily, walking off.
Chapter In Construction, Sorry.
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