Mysterious

I was 19 at the time it happened.

I had just got done staying with my family for a couple days in Wyoming.
WHAT a boring drive.
i was so sick of looking at dumb cornfields.

so, instead of cutting up and around, i took the other path, through St.Louis.

i had been driving for EVER it seemed, and it was nearing 3 in the morning.

the city life raged around me as i passed through, the world of drug-dealers, robberies, mugging, and rape.
i shook my head.
the world had problems, but who was i to solve them?
just a college studen trying to get home before her deadline.
i had an essay due at 10 AM, and i was NOT about to miss turning it in.
i had done a good job, and i didnt need to lose all the credit for turning it in on time.

i pulled in to the silver lake rest area parking lot.
it was deserted, not a car on the highway or in the parking lot.
i got out, locking the doors, and stepped inside the dimly lit front room.
the bathrooms were well lit and clean, i did my business and washed my hands, taking as much time as i wanted to.
i cupped my hands under the water and splashed it on my face.
i looked up, face running with droplets of freezing cold h2o, and screamed.
the man standing there looked dishevelled, and was bleeding.
was i going to be raped? was my first thought, but then when he collapsed against the frame of a stall i realized he was in no shape to even walk, let alone fuck me against my will.

i spun around, staring at him, eyes wide with shock.
the water still ran behind me.
he had shoulder length black hair, hanging loosely around his face.
his skin was a tone or two darker than mine, revealing him to be native american.
he wore a black leather jacket over a grey t-shirt, and regular blue jeans with a western-looing belt.
he held his side with one hand, his hand covered in blood.
he was stunningly good-looking, and i couldnt help but be attracted to this man...
this unfamiliar man, bleeding on the floor of the womens restroom....
i almost gasped when he croaked out a rugged "sorry"
i felt like i was making a stupid choice, but i ignored my natural instict to run, and crouched down on the floor in front of him.
he was barefoot.
"who are you?"
he looked up at me, from where he had been staring at his lap, and his dark chocolate brown eyes made me swallow.
they held my gaze strongly, yet they were soft as silk...
drawing me in, making me want to be closer to this strange man.
"my name is aden."
his voice was only a whisper, but it was as if he had yelled it at me.
"do you want some water?"
he nodded his head.
i looked around, searching frantically for something i could fill, and ended up running outside of the bathroom to where, during the day, a lady would sit in the office.
i looked over the counter and saw a half-full coffee mug.
i took it back into the bathroom and rinsed it out and handed him the full mug.
he chugged the water withing seconds and then smiled.
"thanks"
he said weakly.
his voice wasnt hoarse anymore, but he still seemed to be in great pain.
"do you want me to call an ambulance?"
he shook his head.
"no that would only cause problems..."
i looked at him curiously.
"what, are you a criminal?"
he smiled.
"of a sort. but im no danger to people like you."
i blinked. what was that supposed to mean?
he winced and clutched at his side again, gasping.
i leaned closer, instantly pushing his hand away and looking at the wound.
"bullet holes?"
he nodded glumly.
"we have to get them out of you..." i said, eyes wide.
"im going to call 911...."
he caught my hand as i stood up.
"no" he pleaded "dont"
instantly i sat down again.
why wouldnt he want me to? he was badly injured!
it didnt make sense...
he looked at me with apologetic eyes.
"im sorry im in here...i came into the wrong bathroom..."
i laughed.
"thats not really a problem now. right now, we need to get the bullets out of you and stop the bleeding..."
he was sitting in a puddle of blood....
luckily i wasnt squeamish.
"can you take your shirt off?"
he nodded, but went he went to remove his jacket he winced again.
"ill help"
i grabbed a sleeve and helped him slide the jacket off, and then i pulled his shirt up over his head.
i couldnt help but be open mouthed at her perfectly chiseled abs and the amazing muscles that worked across his stomache, up through his chest and down his arms.
he looked STRONG.
i could clearly see the wound now.
three bullet holes, all basically in the same area.
"did any of them come out the other side?" i asked, seeing that he was leaned against the frame of the stall so i couldnt see his back.
he shook his head.
"no...but if they dont come out, it wont stop bleeding...and it wont heal."
i looked at the wound again.
"i have a first aid kit in my trunk...but.."
i trailed off, staring at the blood on his hand and on the floor.
"go to my truck...."
he said weakly.
i looked at him.
"what? you drove with a wound like that?"
he nodded. "i heal fast, as long as you get the silver out..."
i looked at him again. silver? the bullets were silver? could you even buy silver bullets anymore?
"youre insane!"
"oh, you have no idea..." he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes looking at something only he could see.
she stood up and looked at him.
"what exactly am i getting?"
"MY first aidk it...its more...adequit. for this situation..."
i nodded once and hurried outside.
his black truck was unlocked, still had the key in the ignition and everything...
i guess he trusted me.
maybe he trusted too easily though...we were still only a few miles from the city.
i looked behind his seat, and half-hidden under it was a thick black box with a red plus symbol on it.
found it.
i hurried inside, holding my prize to my chest, and set it on the floor next to him.
"thanks" he whispered, and clicked the latches open, digging around until he pulled out tweezers.
he handed them to me.
"do you think you could do it?"
i stared open-mouthed at the tool in my hand.
i was supposed to put THEE insdie of him and take out the bullets? ME?
"dont worry about the pain.im willing to go through with it, as long as you get them out of me..."
"i dont want to pierce any of your major organs..." i said, still staring wide eyes at his wound and the tweezers he had handed me.
"its alright. i promise."
he gently set his other hand on mine, and instantly warmt spread up through my arm.
his hand was warm but not sweaty.
he radiated warmth...
i leaned over him carefully...posing the tweezers in front of the first bullet hole.
"theyre not too deep. it wont be a problem." he whispered to me.
he shut his eyes and leaned his head back, bracing himself.
i took a deep breath.
i was no doctor.
i should have called 911 the second i SAW this man....
how did i know that as soon as i took the bullets out he would gain strength, and harm me?
i looked at his peacful face.
he had locked his jaw and squeezed his eys shut, but he didnt look sinister in any way...
how could he say he was a criminal?
he looked like he wouldnt hurt a soul...
his black hair fell back off his shoulders gently, hanging around his perfect face.
i wanted to kiss him...
my stomache tightened at the thought.
first, i had a job to do.
second, he would never allow me.
he probably was MARRIED.
i didnt even know his AGE...
i sank the tweezers into the first hole, he cried out in pain, but didnt move.
i puhed htem a tiny bit farther and felt the bullet at the tips.
i gently opened them, making him clench his jaw tighter, but as soon as i had slid the bullet out he seemed to relax more.
i set the bloody piece of silver on the ground.
he seemed to have elazed a bit more..
despite the fact that there were still two bullets in him and i had just stuck tweezers into his side.
taking the other two out was al ittle harder, the holes were smaller and the bullets deeper, but i finished the job.
"those are probably going to get infected."
"i will be fine" he said softly, unclenching his jaw.
"i deserve to know a couple things, now that you put me through that."
he looked amused, but smiled at me. "alright."
"number one...why were the bullets silver? and how can you be a criminal...you dont seem liek the criminal type to me? unless youre only like...stealing cable. or something....and where did you come from? who shot you? the police?"
i shut my mouth after that.
he laughed.
"someone is curious"
i could tell his side was hurting less, even though it was still bleeding...
i had blood on my hands, and i stood to wash it off.
"if i explained everything to you, you wouldnt beileive me. and if you did, you would be scared of me. i dont even know if i can trust you."
"i just took three bullets out of your side, and given the oppurtunity i didnt even steal your car. you can trust me."
i was genuinly curious about this man....
he was so mysterious...
i was drawn to him like a magnet...
yet he was a total stranger to me. i only knew his name..
"im eve. by the way." i said.
he smiled.
"nice to meet you eve. and thanks for your help. to answer a few of your questions, i was shot by a guard of the most famous drug dealer in st.louis. i tried to kill his boss. thats the type of criminal i am. i kill the people that dont deserve to be alive a moment longer. drug-dealign rapists, who prey on children and night-time clubbers who stray away from their boyfriends too long in the city at night. i live in a warehouse in the city, with a few of my brothers. and the silver bullets are because regular bullets wouldnt have done much harm to me."
he smiled, happy ot have explained it all.
now he waited for my reaction.
"what are you?"
i asked, looking at his side, which had stopped bleeding and looked almost half-healed.
he killed criminals? lived in a warehouse? was unnaturally warm and couldnt be harmed by regular bullets? silver almost immobilized him though...
my mouth fell open.
"you....youre like a creature out of a story...youre, like...a werewolf..."
i was shocked.
he fit the description of one perfectly.
i had never really been one for the mythical creature books, but i had read my fair share of werewolf romance novels and stories...enough to realize how ignorant i had been. even shot up with three silver bullets, he could have taken my head off in a second if he had wanted to...
i was so fragile in his eyes...
that is, if my assumptions were correct.
he looked at me with his gorgeous eyes.
"can i trust you?"
"you already asked me that."
"well, then, in that case.....techincally, im a shapeshifter. werewolf....its a gruesome term for what we are. but it fits us, so yes. i suppose you are correct."
he lowered his eyes to ground, as if embarassed.
"now is the part where you run and scream....." he whispered.
i couldnt tell whether he had been joking or not, but it looked as if he were half-sad....like it had happened before.
i placed my hand over his.
"no. i dont think it is."
he looked into my eyes and i felt my world crumble to the gorund.
they were liek chocolate puddles...enticing and warm, welcoming me into them.
i inched closer.
he saw my movement, even though it had been subtle, and smiled.
"your not afriad of me."
"why would i be?"
"because im a monster."
i needed sleep. my eyes were heavy, and i still had a long drive home. i had wasted too much time here in this bathroom. i was surprised no one else had come in. but i couldnt bear to leave this man....i needed more from him...i wanted to touch him, taste him....
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i leaned forward, brushing my lips across his.
i closed my eyes and took in his scent.
he smelled warm and musky, almsot like a forest....
like leaves and dirt meets cedar and pine....
heat radiated from his body, and when our lips touched it was like an electric wave had been sent through my body.
his hand cameup and rested on the back of my head.
he leaned into the kiss, pulling me closer.
my stomache was tight, my head was turning in circles.
he tounge reached out and traced my bottom lip, then gently flciked into my mouth, beckoning for me to play...
the kiss depped, and he leaned backward on the floor, taking me with him.
he rolled me over onto my back, sliding one hand under my shirt and across my stomache.
my muscles tensed, but his hand was warm and soothing.
every cell in my head screamed "STOP! DANGER!"
but my heart wouldnt lsiten.
and he was throwing himself into just as much as i was.
did he want this too?
i didnt see how he could.
"how far are you willing to go with a monster?" he whipsered in my ear seductively.
i giggled on response and buried my face in his neck.
"as far as you want"
it had been over a year sicne id had sex...
my parents were still clueless about it...
but i hadnt even thoguht of it lately.
now, my stomache was on fire and and i was extremely turned on.
i wanted this.
i didnt want to ruin the mood by asking if werewolves had aids or could get me pregnant.
i prayed for the best and unbuttoned his jeans.
he slid my shirt off delicately, his warm fingers brushing along the edge of my skin.
he was like an angel.
he was as sexy as something MORE though...
i licked my lips eagerly, and he gently nipped at my collarbone.
i gasped and arched up against him.
he smiled and slid his pants off gently.
i too kmy bra off, letting him gently carress my breasts.
he ran his thumbs over my nipples.
they stiffened, and he smiled, lowering his mouth to lick one delicately.
i moaned and closed my eyes and he finsiehd undressed me and himself, and started gently nipping and licking at my ears, collorbone,neck, and breasts.
he traced his tounge along my navel.
i felt like i was on fire.
"oh please.....lower...."
he lowered his mouth to my pussy.
"is this what you want?"
i gasped as he lickd my clit once. he started a slow pattern that rapidly grew into a sweet carress with his tounge.
he lapped at my entrance.
"youre so wet, eve...."
i smiled, but i sitll had my eyes closed.
i opened them just in time to catch him kiss my lips gently, running his tounge over mine, and then he dropped back dwon to my entrance.
he took tw ofigners and slowly slid them inside me.
i cried out, this was torture.
i trid to imagine how he must feel now...
his erection was clear to see....
he pumped his fingers inside of my for a little while, until finnaly i was in agony.
"just put it inside of me!"
he smiled and braced himself at my core, his erect dick was throbbing in anticipation...
he had to be at least 10 inches...
i gasped as he slipped inside of me.
he quickened his pace, humping me with such passion that i hought i might explode.
whcih i knew was going to happen soon anyways.
he withdrew from me and i took the oppurtunity to clasp his cock in my mouth.
i sucked the tip gently, running my tounge over the head.
his juices were a sickly sweet flavor that left me craving more.
i slid his dick into my mouth, deepthroating him eagerly.
he moaned, a sound that made every cell in my body dance with arousal.
he slid himself out of my mouth and decided to finish off the job.
he slipped back inside of me and pumped into my as hard as he could.
i cried out several times, moaning and whimpering.
he was amazing.
"dont stop!" i cried, my eyes queezed shut, tears running down my face.
i was so close to orgasm that my muscles were aching...
he let out a gasp, and he came inside of me.
"ohh...eve...."he moaned.
instatnly, an orgasm ripped through my body, making me whimper and moan.
he smiled and leaned over me, kissing me and stifling the noises as another orgasm wracked through my body.
we lay on the floor, breathless.
"that...was amazing."
"all in a days work" he said, smiling.
i brushed his hair out of his face and he kissed me.
by the time the tired looking lady in the red heels walked into the bathroom, he was gone.
the blood had been cleaned with a mop i had discovered in a corner of the mens room.
i pretened to wash my hands, and made my exit.
in my pocket his cell phone number was written on a small piece of otebook paper.
i smiled, stickin my hand inside and wrapping my palm around it.
when i came outside, my car was htiched to the back of his truck, two wheels slightly off the ground.
he stood there, wearign only jeans, and held the passenger door open.
"need a lift, miss?"
i smiled and hopped into the cab of his truck.
he slid into the drivers seat.
"the city can wait til tonight. for now, where to?"
"new york!"
"long way off...." he said, stating the car.
"but i just might be able to get us there in time" he said, smling, and handed me my essay.
i smiled back.
"after this will i see you again?"
"most certainly."
i smiled wider.
"but youve got evil to fight!"
"new york is full of evil."
"someone enjoys being the hero."
"all in a days work." he said.

"all in a days work."



__________________note from the writer_____________


okay hi people its yunichi-kan!!

i msorry the ending of this turned out so badly...
i knew they HAD to be together, but i didnt want it to seem liek a one-night stand kind of deal, ya know?

so him going to new york with her seemed like a reasonable plot...

personally, hes one of my favorite guys ive EVER created for a story.

i love werewolves, even though im a vampire.

maybe there iwll be a sequel to this?

who knows. :D

check back later to see if ive added anyhting!

once again, sorry for the lack of experience and crappy plot.
hah :]

-Yunichi-kan-