Quite unnerving [thePARROTS]

[youknowWHO;]

”Mmm…”[/color] he purred to the young girl that dangled the cherry over his frigid lips. Like always, Kai was seated in the VIP room of one of the well known clubs in the center of downtown Tokyo. Like always, he was back “home” for business purposes and for once, he wanted a vacation away from London for various reasons. One of the main reasons being his wife or ex-wife for that matter.

Lifting his shoulders slightly, he shrugged his jacket off of them a bit as the girl that straddled herself behind him began tugging at it. Absentmindedly, his tongue slipped from between his lips only to run itself over them as his eyes wandered to the third girl. He watched intently as she filled a glass with wine for him before carefully lifting it and bringing it over to him. Giving her a slight nod, he allowed her to press the edge of the cup to his lips and willingly drank from it. Other than wine, there was something else he would much rather consume. It would have to wait though. Wait until after the meeting he had planned.

Light brown eyes narrowed before becoming half lidded as girl number two; the one behind him, placed her dainty hands onto his shoulders and began massaging them. Girl number one, who had fed him the cherry just moments before took the initiative to loosen his tie a bit before working on unbuttoning his light grey dress shirt. Enjoying himself, Kai remained still, allowing the women to do as they pleased to him. It wouldn’t be long before he returned the favor by taking their lives.

Forcing his eyes to reopen, he looked out the darkened window of the VIP room and down towards the main entrance of the club. He was waiting for someone…or something. He wasn’t too sure and being unsure was quite unnerving. A sigh escaped his pale lips as the two girls beside him began trailing their warm hands under his shirt and over his torso. He had asked the girls to help keep his mind off of things to help him relax and they were doing a damn good job of it.[/size]

[thePARROTS]

Yes, those hands felt so good didn't they?
Surely the vampire wouldn't mind if they paused for just a minute, only to resume that slow and leisurely pace once more. Up and down, soothing circles... And of course it didn't matter if the touch was just a tad firmer than before did it? Was one hand suddenly bigger than the other? All unimportant in the line of relaxation. Not a thing to worry about, the vamp in the chair, even when those wandering hands as one trailed a warm path down to the center of a pale chest...

Until a pair of heads lowered down on either side of the vampire's head to whisper in his ears.

"Boo."

The face on the left broke into manic giggles and launched himself into a sort of skipping dance, circling around the chair once before somersaulting right in front of the lounging bloodsucker. Wide mad eyes and stretched grin, his shoulders continued to shake in barely withheld laughter, making the mixture of metal chains that dangled from black leather sleeves jingle like bells.
"Oh that was FUN!" he almost squeals, "Can we do that again?"

"Patience Crackerjacks, we have all night and day to play," the voice coming from the right is cool and melodic, soothing in tone, "There is work to be done."

The man pouts sullenly as he slowly rises from his squatting position, bringing a lock of newly torn hair to his nose for a good whiff.

"You must forgive my older brother Yurameki-san," says the feminine voice, a dainty hand trailing down and away from a literally cold shoulder as she slowly saunters into view, "He likes his toys just a bit too much."

Said toys were now lying on the ground, trapped in between life a death by a single needle stabbed into each of their necks. The girls were no more than live dolls with their eyes wide open and their lips slackened. Held in a freeze frame from the sharp objects embedded in their pressure points. Their hearts were beating like the wings of a humming bird, tears already dripping down onto the carpet.
Fear could be such an aphrodisiac.

The pair stood side by side, the male still a good bit taller than the petite girl with the small but sinister smile. Both eyed the vampire like a pair of curious birds, heads cocked and chins tilted.

"I hear you have need of our... services."

[youknowWHO;]

Eyes remained shut as his senses were lost in the warmth of the hands that caressed his frigid skin. Leaning forward a bit to allow the girl behind him more room, resting his elbows over his knees as he did so. With his head hung, he smirked softly to himself, savoring each and every soft touch the girls had given him. It had been quite sometime since Kai had treated himself in such a manner. Typically, he stuck to one woman at a time; either his wife, or ex-wife Elio or the “mistress” Evelyn.

Another ”Mmm…”[/color] was cooed as the warmth was withdrawn for what seemed like a split second. He had taken notice that the third set of hands were missing but assumed the girl had gone off to prepare something else for him. ”What are you doing, darling?”[/color][/i] The question was spoken in Japanese and directed to the girl that was no longer fondling him.

Rather than an actual answer, he got a “boo” in an unfamiliar tone. Immediately, his eyes were shot open to face the intruder, or in this case, intruders. With eyes now wide, he watched as the boy danced about, lost in some sort of amusement. Swallowing down the lump that had gathered in his throat, he pressed his back against the cushions of the seat as his eyes drifted over to the young girl.

How the hell did I not sense them before?[/color][/i] he questioned himself through his thoughts. In an attempt to regain his composure, he shifted nervously in his seat, sitting up straighter. His light brown eyes narrowed away from the girl that stood beside him and down to the three girls that now lay on the floor in a stupor.

”So you are the two that I was expecting then?”[/color] The pair weren’t exactly what he was expecting. Not that it mattered. If they were able to sneak past him as gracefully as they did, then they were obviously fit for the tasks he had in store for them both.

Carefully, his eyes moved over the two once more as they stood before him, side by side. Kai couldn’t help but shiver slightly as they looked down at him. Despite the fact that they were nothing but mere humans, they made the vampire feel quite… Uneasy. Get a hold of yourself.[/color][/i]

A smirk tugged at his lips as he reached under the small coffee table before him and pulled out a manila folder. Within it were pictures of each Kuchiki family member as well as Elio. Without a word, he tossed the file onto the top of the table allowing it to fly open to reveal the images.

”These people,”[/color] he started, pointing to a group shot of the rival family, ”Are the ones I need you to get as much information about as you possible can.”[/color] His hand then moved to the picture of his ex-wife. ”As for this one…”[/color] He had to pause for a moment to subdue the chuckle that wanted to escape him. ”I want you to…”[/color]

Originally, all he wanted was for them to keep an eye on her but suddenly he had changed his mind. ”Torture her. Make her life a living hell but don’t kill her.”[/color] He would have explained to them the reasons why he wanted to inflict pain on the poor woman but that was for him to know and for everyone else, including Elio, to find out.

"She is to be your main objective. The other assignment can wait."[/color][/size]

[thePARROTS]

”So you are the two that I was expecting then?”

The girl merely tilts her head to the other side, her eyes watching him carefully as he studied her brother and herself. How unlikely a pair they were, with the man's odd dress sense that could have easily popped from the cover of a horror magazine and the girl in a typical high-school girl outfit, high knee socks and all.

"Depends on what you were expecting, and then again maybe it doesn't matter what you were expecting ne?" she chimes with that strange haunted smile of hers, a mere twisted shadow of the man was had just lost interest in the lock of hair he'd taken from one of the women, letting the strands float to the ground like dead leaves.
He then follows his sister's example and looks at Kai, his hands coming to rest on petite shoulders, fingers curling around dark sleeves like lanky spider legs.

"What matters is that we are what you Want..."
"Need..."
"Desire..."
"For the moment of course."

They laugh softly, as if they'd just shared some sort of private joke, secretive whispers that no one could hear because they were not aware of the close bond the siblings had between them. Even those who spent years studying the two like bugs beneath a microscope had no real understanding of Polly and Crackers, how could they?
They were just mad.

The sight of the folder's spilled contents quickly becomes the Parrots' next target of great interest, drawing their attention as they looked at the faces captured upon glossy sheets. Polly quickly scans the first image, memorising the look on the faces of the rival family when the photo was taken, what clothes they wore and even how they stood in the frame.
This looked to be quite an interesting hunt

”As for this one…I want you to… Torture her. Make her life a living hell but don’t kill her.”

The gruesome twosome grinned as they both picked up the picture of a blonde woman looking back as if she were checking over her shoulder to see if she was being followed or watched. Was it not a comforting thought to know that soon they would be the reason for her need to constantly peek round every other corner.

Crackers was breathing so hard from the impending excitement of their new assignments , the split ends of his skin where his lips were torn were almost bleeding again from the strain of his smile. Pulsating with every inhale and exhale. His pupils dilated as he leaned down a little to press the side of his temple against his sister's, blond wisps merging with black as if he was trying to push the thoughts in his head into her own.
"Torture her... Make her life a living hell..."
His voice had managed to take on the exact same tone and pitch as that of the undead Yurameki in perfect mimicry, like a tape recorder that was replaying a favorite segment of the conversation. He then began to rub his scarred face against the surface of the photo, soaking in the very essence of the woman in it, before licking a line up the length of the picture with a purr.

His sister says nothing during his makeout session with the photo, merely quirking a fine brow as he begins to chew on its corner like a puppy learning the taste of his future prey. Happily gurgling as Polly ran the back of her hand fondly down the man's disfigured face, brushing against the cold metal of the ring that held his flesh together.

"So," she says as her brother continues to munch, "Just how alive do you need her to be?"

The tone in her melodic voice was so casual, she might as well have been asking about the weather.

[youknowWHO;]

The way they spoke and carried themselves entirely put the “Infamous” Kai Yurameki on edge. Moving his cold hands in front of him, he began rebuttoning his dress shirt tensely, listening to the duo as they spoke, finishing one another’s sentence. It was as if they could read not only each other’s mind but Kai’s as well. He couldn’t help but grimace slightly at the thought.

His eyes were brought back to the two once his shirt was straightened and his tie tightened. Another shudder crawled up his spine as the pair grinned buoyantly as they looked over Elio’s photograph. For a quick moment, the vampire felt some sort of regret for even mentioning his ex-wife but the thought left his mind as quickly as it came. He thought of all the times he had thrown the woman around, hit her, stabbed her with whatever object he could, anything negative he had done to keep that hint of regret free from t he back of his mind. If she could handle as much abuse as she endured while with him then she should be able to handle a pair of young kids; that’s what they seemed like to Kai; torturing her for a couple of days.

As the young boy mocked him, tone and all, he sunk nervously in his seat, narrowing his light brown eyes away from them both. It made him wonder if the pair were even human. They looked like mortals, felt like mortals, even smelt like mortals but they acted far from them; especially the scarred one. It was certain that that was the one Kai had to be more careful about.

Disgust washed over him as the one called ‘Crackerjacks’ began savoring the snapshot; molesting it. Never in all his years of being a vampire was Kai this nervous around others, especially ones who were not ‘creatures of the night’. The sound of one of the metal rings scraping against the picture made him scrunch his nose and completely turn his head away. Again his eyes fell to the poor women who lay nearly stacked on top of one another, eyes wide but filled with tears. He pitied them for having to suffer the way they did.

Hearing the girl’s voice once more, he reluctantly looked back to her, letting his arms hang over the armrests of his chair loosely. Just how alive do you need her to be?[/color][/i] The question repeated itself nearly a dozen times in his mind before he thought of an actual answer.

A devious grin crawled over his face as he locked eyes with the girl. Lifting his shoulders slightly, he rolled them in a shrug, trying his best to act as nonchalantly as they did.

”Just enough so that she could come crawling back to me.”[/color] A pause was given so that the tip of his tongue could be flicked against the back of one of his fangs. ”But…”[/color] But what? Did he really want to say what he was about to say?

Pale lips parted to speak but shut again then parted to let out a sigh. His eyes drifted to Crackerjacks then back to the girl. ”If she doesn’t even think about coming back to me by the third day… Kill her.”[/color][/size]

[thePARROTS]

Three days...
The perfect amount of time for the two of them to work their magic, like the creation of a full course meal; The appetizer, the main, and dessert... And of course the Parrots didn't think that there was anything wrong with having snacks in between meals.

Crackers began to shudder, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as if in some state of ecstasy, the photograph dangling from his lips that had stretched to an even wider grin. A high pitched cackle and he's leaning into his sister like his only living life line to what sanity he had left, speaking fervently in her ear with a voice that could come from Kai Yurameki himself.
If the vampire ever spoke in a voice that was tinged with excitement that dipped into near hysteria.

"He speaks our language little Valentine... he speaks our language."

Polly reached up to pet her bother's clenching and unclenching fingers on her shoulders, before letting her fingers snatch the photograph away from his jaws, tucking it back into the folder with the other pictures which she would later study at her own leisure.
"Yessss, "a soft hiss as she hands him the folder, keeping his hands occupied, "Indeed he does."

Once the lanky male had sprung to his toes to resume his mad dance around the room, The petite Polly brushes her long hair back from her face and smiles at the vampire who has obviously been disturbed by the two humans with demented gleams in their eyes.

"Three days."
A little tip of the head and she bows low, her brother stopping in his tracks completely to follow her example.
"You'll be hearing from us soon Yurameki-san."

Straightening her back she sweeps away from Kai's sight and into the darkness, barely a sound made by her polished mary-janes. Meanwhile, Crackers had gone back to crouch before the fallen females, cocking his head as he watched another tear slowly make its way down a porcelain face into her slackened lips. Narrowed eyes reveled in the obvious distress, his nostrils flared as he got back up to his feet.

"If you want to wind up your toys again, simply pull out the key..."
Calloused fingers gently parted her dark hair to reveal the small pinhead that was lodged at the very base of her skull.
"Of course you'll have to play your games quickly, before they bleed to death."

Another crazed laugh and he's back up on his feet, rushing face first into what should have been a wall to follow his sister. Leaving nothing behind except for the echos their voices and dark promises.