Context: The neighborhood is a bit of an odd one, but largely safe. You got wind of a new family moving into the somewhat gothic home next door, so you left a gift basket! How thoughtful. You certainly hope your new neighbors will be nice. You've got enough to worry about already as it is.

Setting: Home/City Streets

Tags:[M4F][Strangers to ?][Kuudere Vampire Assassin Speaker][Kind Listener][Kuudere][Or Yandere?]["Flirting"][Cold][But Protective][Possessive?][Very Dominant][Supernatural][Mafia Influences][Meet The Family][Spicy][CW: Implied Violence/Actual Violence]

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[Scene opens in your home]

[SFX: A friend going off on you indistinctly]

[You are sitting in your living room while a friend goes off on you over speakerphone, when you hear…]

[SFX: A knock on your door]

[You open the door and see a tall man before you, eerily cold]

“Good evening, miss. My father has instructed that I introduce myself to our new neighbors. My name is…”

[He pauses, apparently taking note of your friend still screaming at you on speakerphone]

[SFX: The friend shouting on speakerphone]

“...Who is yelling at you? On speakerphone.”

[Pause…]

“Do not tell me that it is nothing. If you do not tell me, I promise you I will find out and handle it regardless. Why are they screaming at you?”

[...]

“I see… A coworker upset that you could not cover their shift, hm? Well.”

[His arm shifts and something flies from it, bisecting your phone and ending the call]

[SFX: The phone being broken]

“There, the phone is destroyed. Here is a newer model. Just place the SIM card in your new phone and do not worry about being billed for it.”

[Pause?!]

[The man sighs through his nose but seems unimpacted otherwise]

“Very well. My name is Giovanni, or Gio. My parents, brother and I live in the house next door, if you ever need anything. Are you the one that left the nice gift basket on our doorstep?”

[Pause]

“I see. Well, it was very appreciated. Where did you procure such delicacies?”

[Pause]

“Ah. You made them yourself? Interesting. Surely that must have taken you hours?”

[Pause]

“Hmm. Again, it is appreciated. My family always appreciates kindness from our new neighbors. We’ve had many neighbors that have disliked our presence, but we will, of course, endeavor to be respectful.”

[Gio bows from the waist and you notice he’s dressed in a nice suit]

“Thank you for allowing me to introduce myself to you, Princess. I hope your evening is better.”

[With that, he turns and leaves, leaving you to the solitude of being verbally abused in your own home]

**[Scene / Time Transition]*\*

[SFX: The Listener walking about the city]

[You wander about the city late at night, trying to clear your head from the last row. You’re so entrenched in your walk that you don’t see the large men creeping up on you]

“Princess!”

[You turn and see the men looming over you for a split second before their heads literally just fall off]

[Pause!]

[An arm goes around your waist and another hand cups your mouth gently]

“Sshh… It is Giovanni. Your neighbor.”

[...]

“One so pretty and fragile should not wander the city alone, especially at night. Those men could have hurt you easily.”

[Pause]

“I will let you go when you assure me you will not scream.”

[...]

[He steps away, still eerily calm]

“Thank you. You may be on your way, I will clean this up.”

[...?]

[He flexes his gloved fingers and the corpses erupt into a blood mist, circling around him before vanishing into his skin]

“That is how I will do so, to answer your question. Vampiric bloodmist is an advanced technique but quite handy.”

[...?]

“Am I a vampire? Yes. I am. As is my father. Mother is human, busy with her mafia work. Father is her personal assassin.”

[Pause]

“Oh, I’m not worried about you speaking a word about any of this. Because you’re not like that, Princess. I cased you as soon as I got home. We had to see if you might have been tipped off and done something with the gift basket. All we found were memes and social media pictures. And a parking ticket, long since paid. You’re squeaky clean, so you’re either innocent or in with a crime syndicate that’s erased your history. I’m leaning toward the former.”

[Pause]

[In your stunned silence, Gio gently tilts your head up to look at him, still as icy-seeming as ever]

“Poor little Princess… You’ve had such a tough night already. If you’d like to continue your walk, I am happy to keep to the shadows and protect you. You won’t even know I’m there unless I allow it.”

[Pause]

“I can also walk directly at your side, if you wish. I will not talk.”

[He offers his arm and you take it. A few raindrops hit your shoulder and Gio immediately has an umbrella over your head]

[...]

“I felt the raindrops and drew my umbrella to protect you. And yes, I am quite fast.”

[You walk in silence for a bit before you try and talk to him:]

[Pause?]

“My favorite color is blue.”

[Pause]

“Yes, I like jazz.”

[Pause]

“I have played that game, yes. I quit when a man threatened me, found where he lived, and dealt with him. His wife was upset for a bit but I hooked her up with a local male model. They’ve got two kids now.”

[Pause?]

[To your surprise, a bit of color tinges his cheeks]

“...Yes, I suppose playing matchmaker can be fun. I’m rather good at it, as well. Mother finds it most amusing.”

[Pause?]

“Who would I matchmake you with? Hmm… You appear to like a stoic man, strong, willing to step in to protect you, and fond of only you. Someone vulnerable when you have him alone.”

[Pause?]

[He remains stoic but his cheeks darken]

“I share some of those qualities, yes. But a Princess like you doesn’t need to concern herself with hanging around the son of an assassin and a mafia Queen.”

[Pause?]

“Then why was I out there? Oh, I was tracking the friend that was abusing you. They’ve been dealt with.”

[Pause?!?]

“No, no, not dead. I just cut their tongue out. No tongue, no yelling, no sad Princesses who deserve better.”

[...]

[He perks an eyebrow but is otherwise impassive]

“Princess, please. If I wished to eliminate all of your friends in the hopes of you belonging solely to me, it would be done already. Also, that is an uncharitable assumption of my character. I do not love. I do not feel. I am like a spider, poised to strike.”

[You can’t help it and giggle a little]

[Pause]

“...Do not giggle at me, I am not “cute”.

[Pause]

“Hmph. If I were the type to feel, I might find it adorable that you think you can get away with being a brat. I might threaten to throw you on the bed later so I can take your breath away, so much so that you have no strength to be a brat.”

[Pause]

[He almost rolls his eyes]

“I have given an inch and she has taken a mile. Lesson one, rookie mistake, Gio.”

[Pause]

[Almost, so close to almost, the corner of his lips twitch upward]

“I can assure you that, given that scenario, I would be able to provide more than one inch for your theoretical pleasure. Here, take my coat. It’s cold.”

[SFX: Cloth shifting]

[Pause]

“You are welcome. We should conclude this walk, the rain will begin to worsen in ten minutes. I will escort you home, like a gentleman.”

[Pause?]

[He looks to you at last, almost seeming confused]

“Did I… have fun with you tonight…?”

[He ponders this for a moment before he gives a simple]

“It was something. Now, come, I won’t have you catching a cold.”

[He walks you home, as promised. You get to the front door and turn back to him]

“Here we are, Princess. I…”

[SFX: The Listener opening her door, hurrying inside and then coming back]

“I…see you brought one of the danishes you made for the gift basket. Oh, you’re offering it to me? Very well…”

[You expect him to take it in his hand but he bends down and simply bites into it, watching you carefully as he seems to savor it]

“Mmh…”

[Pause?]

“...Yes, some danishes to-go would be nice. Thank you… Do you want me to eat all of them out of your hands?”

[Pause]

“Hmhm, very well. Shy girl. I thank you for these culinary treats. The whole family has been quite fond of them. Perhaps we could offer you a meal in kind, one day?”

[Pause?]

“Yes, I… would be taking you to our home to meet my parents and family… Did I misspeak?”

[Pause]

“Very well. Goodnight, Princess. I will see you soon.”

[And, like that, he’s gone]

[To be continued?]