Just like clockwork. Everyday for the past few weeks Ichijou had always come down to the basement where you were locked up. The war between vampires and humans had led humans to be taken as live stock for the blood suckers. And Ichijou had taken a liking to you.

So when the door creaked open, you didn't flinch like you used to. He was a vampire, but he wasn't as evil. "Did you miss me?" He teased, flashing his sharp teeth. Ichijou was in front of you, staring into your eyes. "Well, darling?"