Vampire Boys Of Summer
85: Home Is Where The Haru Is
We rounded the corner in the neighborhood, and there was my house, right next door to the one Haru and his “uncles” had moved into, and Ryo’s across the street, Mrs Winston’s actually. It was a nice little arrangement. I could see that now, with my house protected in several directions from any enemy vampires that might try to take my life. Everything was peaceful now, but if what they said was true, this wasn’t over. Another attempt to build an army of vampires and take over Chelsea Valley was inevitable, but hopefully we’d have a respite. It still wasn’t clear why Haru’s dad, if he was in fact the master responsible for all this, wanted to make this little town headquarters for a vampire takeover, but all thoughts of that disappeared with the person sitting on my front porch.
I saw her right away, and though things had been pretty strained between us since I became a teenager, it was so wonderful to see Mom again. I was out of the car before it even stopped. My legs carried me swiftly across the yard, limping and all. Mother herself was jumping from the porch to run towards me. In the movies, you see this big reunion scene, where all is well, everything forgiven, and all parties involved are laughing, crying, and clutching each other like there’s no tomorrow. Well…that’s exactly the way it was. Mother wrapped her arms around me and I allowed myself not to be annoyed with it, but instead reveled in the fact that I was loved and missed by the one who had brought me into this world.
“I have so much to tell you,” she whispered in my ear. For a moment, I wondered if she was going to say there were vampires in Chelsea Valley or that dad had been right all along. But she didn’t. Instead she spoke softly against my cheek. “I love you so much.”
I smiled. This was not something I often heard from her. But I took it gladly into my heart. “I love you too, mom.”
We hugged a little longer, and then out of the blue, mom asked, “What’s wrong with Angela?”
I turned around to see Ryo standing in the yard holding Angela in his arms. She was still sleeping, her head lolled against his chest. “Um, she had a long night,” I said. “She’s just…you know, tired…”
She laughed. “Yeah, I’d say. And who’s the gorgeous boy?”
“Yeah, that’s Ryo. He lives across the street now.”
“With Mrs. Winston?”
“Nephew,” I replied.
To my relief, Haru had gotten out of the car and was now walking towards us. He smiled at Mother. “Mrs. Williams,” he said. “I’m so sorry to hear of your loss.” He held out his hand.
She took it and nodded graciously. “Thank you. And please thank your uncles for me again, for their hospitality and generous spirit.”
Haru raised an eyebrow. I guess this didn’t sound like the uncles he knew.
“For offering to pay for Jefferson’s funeral expenses,” she explained.
“Oh yes, Of course,” Haru replied.
I myself was in shock. Not over the offer of help, but in the fact it was the first time in years I’d heard mom call dad by his given name. I realized that I too, for some strange reason, had delegated him to just dad over the years. This made me sad because he had been much more than that. He had been my friend. But Chelsea Valley was not only missing a man the town barely knew. There were others forever gone. We’d lost a teacher or two, a guidance counselor, Students I’d gone to school with. And all for what?
Haru grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “I need to head over to the house,” he said. “Check on Tomoko and Kaito. You want to come?”
“Sure, you go ahead. Now that I know you’re home, I’m going to go get me a shower. I can rest easy now.”
I hugged her. “We’ll get through all this, Mom. We have each other. We’re together. That’s what matters.”
Mother smiled. “Sometimes Nora, You’re more adult than I am.”
Haru looked over at Ryo, who had joined us while I was hugging mom. “You taking her home?” He asked him.
Ryo looked down at Angela in his arms. “Not yet.”
“I’ll call her mom and tell her she’s with me,” I offered.
He nodded to us both and headed across the yard. As he stepped into the street, Angela woke up. From where we stood I could still hear her voice. “Ryo?”
“Am I dreaming?”
He grinned. It was that teasing bad boy smirk of old. “No, Doll. I am.”
He kissed her forehead and she peered up at him with half opened eyes. “It was a dream,” she reasoned. “I…dreamt you saved me.”
“Wrong again, sweetheart. You saved me.”
And then he kissed her for real. Softly on the lips. She closed her eyes again. This time not to sleep, but in pleasure of his kiss.
“Come on, peeping tom,” Haru said and gently tugged me from the scene.
We walked over to the car. Luhan and Chi were still seated inside. Haru leaned down at the passenger window where Luhan now sat. “You guys alright?” Haru asked. Chi nodded wearily. I could tell she was exhausted.
“Yes, we are fine,” Luhan agreed.”But we will need to talk soon.” He sighed and looked past Haru to me. “Nora Williams, You are every bit worth the fight.” Then he winked and it was back to old Luhan again. “If Haru ever breaks your heart…”
“I won’t,” my boyfriend replied quickly.
“But if he should…” Luhan blew me a kiss.
“Luhan…” Chi said impatiently.
“Okay, okay…got to go,” he laughed. “See you kiddies around.”
We watched them drive away. I turned to Haru and looked at him with adoring eyes. Since his arrival things had changed so much. He had come sweeping into my life like a whirlwind. I’d lost so much in the past few days, but had gained the type of boy I’d always dreamed about. And while Luhan may be king of the flirts, and Ryo Mr. Competitive bad boy, I knew that come what may, I could handle anything, face down any evil, as long as I had the vampire boys of summer at my side.
“Remember the thought I sent you earlier,” I asked Haru.
I looked at him with a teasing grin. “Race you for it!”
I took off across the yard towards his house. I looked back just in time to hear Haru yell out, “Hey, no fair!” And playfully chase after me.
Yes, we were going to be just fine…
The End Of Season One
Vampire Boys Of Summer (Re-vamped)
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