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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi frowned. It was like something out of the newspaper comic strips. It was like she was the egg headed nerd and Seras was the white dog. Dalbert? Fredman? Dilbert? Of course Isi had no time for cartoons or comic strips so she was just guessing. If anything, Family Guy had probably done an episode or two of this. Again, not as if Isi watched the show. But seeing as how it had a ton of seasons and a ton of episodes, they had probably run out of good material by now.

“It’s not holy water!” Isi screamed. She would have the torture room in the basement to clean up. She would have to clean up the bedroom. And now the blasted bathroom from the puddles of blood soaked water Seras spread on the cleanly disinfected tiles. “Get back in the tub right, right, now!” Isi heaved as she threw Seras back in the tub, or tried to. But the seemingly light girl who Isi had compared not but an hour ago to a very large weapon seemed to weight more. “No clinging. No. No.” Isi stepped into the water, doing her best to heave the girl into it.

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The water felt a little less strange and uncomfortable the second time Seras found herself thrown into it, but she held onto Isi and made her fall into the tub as well. The little girl giggled a bit and had a pleasant smile on her face. She opened her eyes and the blood running out of them made the surrounding water more and more red. Even though she was lying on her back and her head under the water, Seras was smiling and looked more comforted now that Isi, or anyone, was there with her, no matter if she couldn't breathe or not. The girl was in so much pain mentally, that she either forgot to get up to catch her breath, or maybe some deeper part of her wanted the little vampiress to suffocate underwater. Whichever it was, she was still smiling and held Isi lovingly.

But a few moments later, it must have meant her vision was back well enough to notice what was going on. It wasn't Hiro kneeling in the tub with her. It wasn't he who was soaking wet now because of her playful behavior. It was Isi! Her master! Her hair, clothing, makeup, everything was now ruined! Seras looked horrified and closed her eyes tight. She wanted to just hide in the water that was now turning more and more red with her bleeding all over the place. The little vampiress let go of Isi, her hands were shaking, and she just held herself. Her head remained under the water and a few smaller bubbles came out of her mouth but then they stopped. Seras opened her mouth a little and took in water to her lungs before starting to lose consciousness.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi waved her hands in the air and lost her footing in the water. She was used to surfaces that were beyond her control. But it was quite inevitable that Isi would go down. She landed on Seras in the bathtub and managed to get soaking wet. The water was bloody from the human blood, Isi prayed. Later, she would scrub herself silly and give herself many tests to be sure that she hadn’t caught HIV or AIDS!

Isi’s hair was wet and water was dripping down back into the tub. It was sort of sensual being on top of another woman. Isi pulled Seras head up above the water. “What is wrong with you? Do you have a suicidal death wish? You are not going to die, got that!” Though Isi was disgusted with the thought of being in the same bath water that had blood in it she had been drenched in vampire blood before. Isi turned Seras around in the large and spacious bathtub and began to rub shampoo into the little vampires hair.

Though she was mad at the vampire she had to admit some feelings were starting to develop.

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The vampiress coughed a bit when she was suddenly pulled out from under the water. Bloody water and stuffs came out of her lungs but she still was having trouble breathing. And her heart was being weak from not ever having enough blood. Between the drugs and bleeding, the girl was absolutely horrible to her body. She had nearly od'ed plenty enough on heroin, the drug that was known for wrecking the respiratory system. People who took to much usually died from respiratory failure. Seras had been there, or almost, plenty of times. Needless to say her internal organs weren't ever in the best of shape even for a vampire. If she wanted to live a healthier life, she would need to make alot of serious BIG changes, but Seras wouldn't ever admit it. She refused to treat herself better.

The look in Seras' eyes would have been of disbelief when Isi started washing her matted hair for her, but instead they were sad and empty. Was she using master's expensive shampoo on HER? Seras felt more and more useless. She could barely sit up and eventually fell forward to lean against Isi. The girl was an absolute mess. And it must have been very terrible. Seras always cared about looking her best no matter what situation she was in, or how horrible she felt. Looking gorgeous for everyone around her was one of her priorities in life. To forget about it even for a moment meant she was hurting worse than ever. Surely Isi would pick up on it. Still, the girl refused to speak, eat, stop bleeding, or anything. She was heaps traumatized. All Seras did was stay there against Isi without even breathing barely. She may as well have been dead.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Seras head somehow ended up on Isi’s chest between her breasts. It was a very intimate moment. Well, actually, to a girl like Seras it probably wasn’t very intimate at all. Isi couldn’t even recall the last time she had had sex with a man. And never with a woman. Her last time with a man hadn’t been swell. It was just the usual, sex with a man in a cheap hotel room, condom, done in fifteen minutes, no orgasm and absolutely no pleasure whatsoever for herself. She was back in her home before the sun fell, almost feeling like a cheap whore except for the fact that she didn’t take any money. And then there was Maddie, Isi felt like she got off on the whole power-trip thing, but Isi had left before having any sex whatsoever with the girl. She had always meant to go back and kill her but she never got around to it.

Seras hair was perfect as Isi ran her fingers through it. It wasn’t thoroughly expensive shampoo, it probably cost about seven dollars, another seven for the matching conditioner. Isi always ran through her guest stuff if she ran out of her own stuff since she never made it to the store during “normal” hours. Isi stole something about once a month. She could live comfortably on what the money provided, around two hundred thousand dollars. “Seras.” Isi whispered. Isi’s hands moved lower and lower. She didn’t think she liked women, but she liked obedience. Liked it a lot.

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Seras' eyes wandered a bit, still trying to focus on the life around her, but they were weak and never once met Isi's. Even when she whispered her name, the vampiress didn't look up at her master. Her cold, deathly weak body was shivering a little even in the warm bath, a bath of her blood. It ought to please her like no other but instead Seras felt horrible. When Isi's hands traveled over her soft, tattered skin Seras bit her lower lip after a soft whimper escaped her. She couldn't even be sure if it was because of a longing for more, or mostly because she didn't want to admit it was enjoyable. Isi wasn't bringing her pain, and her loving touch wasn't humiliating her and making her feel like a worthless whore. How could Seras possibly be enjoying it at all? It had to be a mistake, right? The vampiress knew she didn't deserve a real pleasure and had turned to finding it in the worst, most opposite of places and situations. No one could have believed she would still even know what a loving touch was. All the men that had groped her in the past months were always forceful and mean about it. It made her feel like a cheap prostitute, except she couldn't dare take money from them. Hell if men weren't so easy, she would have probably paid THEM. But Isi's delicate touch wanted to electrify the little vampire. Instead, it confused and scared her so much she absolutely would deny enjoying it at all costs. She knew she had liked Isi very much before, but now was at a point which she desperately knew she was far far below her and completely undeserving.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi didn’t understand that the vampire needed blood or that blood bags were quite disgusting to drink from. “Close your eyes. I’m going to rinse the shampoo from your hair.” Isi ordered as she turned the showerhead on. The warm water still entered the large tub while water drained through the drainer. It certainly wouldn’t do to have dirty water in a bath. And fish certainly had enough water in the ocean, and this water didn’t have any salt. Point Isi. Environmentalists zero. Since Seras didn’t close her eyes quick enough Isi pulled each eyelid down, though perhaps it was painful or just shock value, and then Isi sprayed the hose and rinsed Seras hair. Isi was about to do something involving Seras and her “parts” when she froze. Instead, Isi threw the conditioner bottle to Seras.

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A bottle of conditioner was gently tossed threw the air, but Seras never moved to catch it. Instead it hit her across the face and splashed into the water. Her eyes never blinked and she didn't even flinch. All her attention was on the drain. She was watching her bloody water go down and what was left in the tub was starting to get cleaner. Her wounds were kinda healing but not fast or easily. The vampiress sat in the tub and was completely emotionless except for a slight bit of sadness that managed to be shown through her empty eyes. Seras looked very much hurt, by probably everything. Truthfully her wrists and ankles still hurt and were bleeding a little bit. The silver made these wounds the worst, even if they were the newest. Slowly, Seras used just the little bit of strength still in her body to move her arms over the side of the tub. She didn't Isi to have to drag her back into the tub so she would stay in, but her master had to change the water once already because of her stupid body bleeding all over. It just made her feel more and more like a bad person if that was possible.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi couldn’t let out a little noise. It was laughter. When the bottle of conditioner hit Seras square in the face and splashed in the water. The situation didn’t call for laughter. In fact, had they been joined by anyone they most certainly would be appalled to see the condition Seras was in. But Isi wasn’t normal. So she laughed because she thought it was damned funny, pretty damned funny. “Ok, now it’s getting on my nerves. Talk. Say something. Anything!”

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She almost flinched a little when Isi raised her voice to her but Seras was too hurt to let herself have free speech again. Her stubbornness only seemed to be so strong when it meant punishing herself. Seras was outraged with herself for what she had done, said, everything. But also, a little voice in her head kept asking how true the feeling of hatred towards Hiro was. It drove her nearly insane. The girl had been very bad to everyone lately and it killed her to know. When did she get so selfish? She used to do whatever she was asked to do with no questions asked ever. But now it was like she had no will for anything anymore. There were tears that started to pour out of her emotionless eyes, but it didn't even look like she noticed them. Maybe Isi would somehow just mistake them for bath water.

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[Isi Runasimi]

“Why are you crying?” Isi changed her tone and it sounded soft. There was a bit of an annoyance in her tone of voice despite such. “It’s like I’m in charge of a baby.” Isi muttered to herself. “Here. Come here. Stop crying, please? I don’t like it when you cry.” Isi moved closer to Seras and hugged the vampire. She was even more emotional than Isi – In Isi’s opinion, though perhaps it wasn’t exactly true. Isi pressed the girl to her bare breasts and stroked her back.

“If you’re a good girl I’ll let you ..” Isi stopped before she finished her sentence. She had been about to say, “pleasure me”. That was quite hilarious in itself! But Isi couldn’t help it that she was well … horny. It was time to dance in a random club and hook up with a random human. Or perhaps she should just try a vibrator.

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Seras barely knew she was even crying and when the words Isi spoke touched her ears and finally made sense to her, the vampiress couldn't stop the tears. She felt even more horrible and undeserving when her master embraced her, but still she said or did nothing. It was like she was paralyzed, mentally at the very least. Anybody could clearly see she was so very hurt, but nobody could expect Isi to care enough, or blame her for not. Seras did her best to get a bit of strength and she put her slender arms around Isi's waist. Nobody could be sure why, or who she thought she was holding, but no matter what the girl seemed a little bit more at ease. When Isi almost mentioned Seras could pleasure her, there was, just for an instant, a spark that lit up in her eyes. It almost made her look alive again, but it was heaps short lived.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi watched Seras. She was such a selfish bitch. She let the girl cling to her and she took her out of the bath and dumped her on the spacious bed Isi sometimes used when extremely paranoid, seeing as how you could move the replica Picasso painting and find yourself in a well made escape tunnel. It was probably the best escape hatch in the whole house. "Umm... Umm... there ... there." Isi patted Seras on the shoulder. "I'll uh .. I'll uh.. right back." Isi muttered as she seriously rushed off to her computer in the living room and typed in on Google, "What do you do if someone is crying". Several answers were no help, or were they? 'Do nothing. Do something crazy.' "Does every whack job on the internet have to post their opinion?" Isi sighed. What to do .. what to do. She was terrible around criers. Punch Seras in the face? That was Isi's thoughts on the matter. .

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seras fell upon the bed with ease, her blank expression evident even more as her body sprawled across the sheets with no effort or movement. There just seemed to be no more life left in her. She began to feel extremely lonely and cheated when Isi left. When men had left her in a similar position, at least they defiled her first. The little vampire didn't know what to do anymore. She was so conflited and hurt. When Isi didn't return for a few minutes, Seras reluctantly rolled over to reach the nightstand beside the bed. Desperately hoping for drugs, Seras didn't even count on the fact that she wasn't in her hotel room but someplace in Isi's home instead. Suddenly the girl pulled her hand back when she felt a sharp pain. There was blood on her finger. Immediately Seras put her finger to her mouth and licked the blood, pulling out whatever it was in the drawer with her other hand. It was a knife, but not just any. It's blade was made from silver! Seras gasped. It felt so great! Her entire hand burned now and the girl hurt more and more in her heart. She longed for the cold silver blade to plunge into her chest, hoping it would somehow make her heart hurt less. Seras wasn't suicidal right then, just irrationally hoping to take her mind of the emotional pain her heart felt with something physical. The fine line between physical and emotional pain didn't exist with Seras. It hurt to hold the knife even, but Seras lay in Isi's bed with the tip of it pressed up against her skin just under her left breast, ready to plunge in.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi read a few more opinions before shutting down her computer. In the large kitchen she rummaged for where she hid her bottle of whiskey. She found it old with age in one of the sinks. She took the cap off and took a drink straight from the bottle. She needed that! She took another large sip before capping the bottle. But instead of putting it back on the counter she placed it in on the table. Never before had that whiskey seen the light of the sun since Isi never drank.

Isi took her time getting back to Seras. She wandered back to her bedroom with a hand of cheesy flavored chips. She began to get dressed even though she was naked she felt naked without a gun. With a gun she could feel clothed. Black satin underwear, leather pants, black corset top. And of course Seras would need clothes too. Isi couldn’t keep the girl naked! They’d need to go shopping, or Seras could be sent off shopping on her own if she knew to come back. Isi wasn’t a babysitter.

Isi rummaged through her clothes. Though she only wore black it was hard choosing clothes for the young maid. They looked to be around the same size, though Seras would probably swim in Isi’s clothes, that is, she meant Seras could fit into Isi’s clothing. Isi chose some black underwear straight out of the package with a dark purple low riding jeans Isi never worse anymore, along with a plain purple shirt that went with a pretty purple scarf, but Seras wouldn’t get the scarf! And some socks. Isi pulled out a pair of knee level socks straight out of the package since socks never lasted long with Isi and went to Seras new room to deliver them.

“Here are some clothes you can wear. I guess I’ll have to take you shopping later?” Isi stopped and stared at Seras.