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It happened two weeks ago. I was walking in the park in the middle of the night when I saw a child. He wasn't older than 12 and it was unusual for somebody of his age to be there so I stopped. Children aren't allowed to walk on the streets at that period of time. As I walked closer to him I saw a man some feet away from him. That child was not normal. His eyes were red and his mouth was covered with blood. Vampire… A level E vampire just made a big mistake. I decided to let that male vampire do his job. He was a vampire and it was his job to erase such beings. My heart was in so much pain at that moment. But even though he was a level E, he was a child... It was not his fault for being like this. People of my kind did it and let him wonder on the streets. The noble and pureblood vampires were ordered to kill any level E they happen to find or walk by. Though we are not allowed to transform humans in vampires we have no choice. Only human blood can keep us alive. Vampires can bite each other to feed but some prefer human blood. Only the blood of the loved ones will stop our hunger so until we find that certain person we need to look for other ways to feed.

The cold wind raised my skirt and long hair. Because of someone like me that child is about to be killed. My fists clenched with violence as I walked to him. I couldn't let that man kill him. I was weak because he was just a kid. It was a big mistake to take his part, I knew, but I had to. I jumped without thinking in front of the kid. This was the beginning of something big. The man kept his calm face. Despite the situation and my determination I was also calm. We looked into each other's eyes. His beautiful garnet eyes examined my face. My eyes were serious and cold. I decided not to hold back if he wishes to fight. I was hoping that we could talk but he didn't look the kind who would do that. 'First I will break the ground to catch him and if it fails then I will usefire', I thought. It was perfect. It should have worked but… I raised my left palm and the ground broke. Tch. He was already gone when the ground tried to swallow him. My eyes looked all over the place but he was nowhere. His scent was also gone. The only sound was made by the trembling leaves.

"I already know your next move," a low but somehow kind voice said from behind. I clenched my left fist and turned to punch the jerk. He put his palm in front of his face and caught my fist. I was surprised by his fast reflexes. The fact that he was so fast didn't matter to me. I consider myself a pretty fast vampire but the way he caught my punch like it was nothing made my skin shiver. Strands of my hair brushed his jaw and shoulder then fell around my tights. He gently closed his palm trapping my fist. His hand was cold but I didn't feel scared. Somehow I thought that I can trust this man. I knew nothing about him. He was just somebody I happened to meet because I wanted to protect a level E. Yet, he seemed so close to me.

"What do you mean that you know?" I asked bitterly.

He smiled kindly at me. My stomach suddenly knotted. Something was wrong with that man. I felt like he was superior in many ways and I must listen to him. If I don't then something bad might happen to me. I looked angrily at him. "Use fire…" he simply said and straightened his back. Being close like that to him I realized that I was barely reaching his shoulder. I looked up at him. How did he know that? The way I was back then made me no match for him. He released my fist and turned to face the kid.

"If you do something to him I won't forgive you," I growled. We didn't know each other, he didn't need my forgiveness yet, I said that. I really wanted to help the boy.

"It is our job to take care of such problems." The fact that he said problems made me angry. 'Those problems' are made by vampires like me. My stomach knotted again. I felt like wanting to throw up. The bangs hid my eyes. I felt ashamed by the situation. I should have never stepped there. Damn it! I turned with my back at them. My eyes didn't want to see what will happen next. I walked away. The child screamed before becoming ashes. It was over. He did his job perfectly while I tried to stop him. Why did I have to step there? I made a fool out of myself. I was angry so without thinking I took my right shoe off and strew it in the man's back.

"Just because you are a vampire that doesn't mean that you have no heart!" I screamed angrily. He turned with my shoe in his palm. "Idiot! If we meet again I won't think before attacking you."

I turned once again and walked away. He read my mind. That is why he knew exactly what to expect from me. It was low what he did but he won. That was the most important part.

"What about the shoe?" I heard him asking quietly. I humped and kept on walking.

Now, four weeks later, I feel very bad about what happened. I should have never run away without giving a proper punch.

"Kyaa! I know! His beautiful bangs that cover his forehead make him so sexy! Oh! I wish I knew him!" Saya screamed her heart out. Sigh… She, with other three girls, is looking at pictures with beautiful pureblood vampires. All vampires are beautiful so I don't think that there is one out of the ordinary. A drip of sweat traveled my forehead. Pureblood vampires only look at the same kind of women. It is normal to want to keep their purity. The problem is that there aren't too many such people. According to my father, besides me, him and my mother there are only 25 purebloods.

"Look Jury! Isn't he sexy?" she asked putting the picture in front of my eyes. I blinked surprised and broke myself from thoughts. "He is Kuran Haruka." In the picture was a beautiful male with dark brown hair and garnet colored eyes. He is indeed a beauty but that is not it. Somehow he…

My mouth parted and I rose from my chair pointing a finger at the picture. "This is the jerk that made me angry!" I shouted. That horrible man that read my thoughts to win the fight.

"This is the man you called an idiot?" she asked with a shaky voice. I nodded wildly. "Jury…you…" her face got blue.

"Have big problems," Himika finished. I looked puzzled at both of them. Why is that? The one with problems is the jerk. I am a pureblood. How dare he not listen to what I say! My words are everything. "He is not an elite vampire, he is a pureblood." My right eye slowly twitched. Um… "He may look like he is 20 but is actually 100 years old and you are only… 15…" she nodded slowly.

"That is not so much of a problem but…you know…" Saya gulped scared. "…He is a Kuran," she whispered covering her mouth.

Gulp! This isn't good at all. I just spoke as rudely as I could with the Kuran master. I…I…I had no idea that it could be someone of his level there! It is true that I should have looked carefully at him to establish if he is a pureblood or not but… Shit. Among all purebloods Kuran family is the most venerated and respected family. My face surely is blue right now. I feel the air getting cold. "What should I do? I will surely get killed!" I bit my lower lip as I swallowed harshly. This is more than bad.

Saya put her palm on my shoulder. "Don't think that way… You are also a pureblood."

"That is right. It is a taboo to kill or harm one like you. The council is protecting you guys very well," Himika agreed.

"Yeah but…" In the end I am not a Kuran. His name is one level higher than mine. I covered my face as I walked sheepishly on the hall. This cannot get worse. I should have never tried to help that level E. I am just too kind.

I licked my lips. I am the type to speak whatever I think without thinking. Probably I would have said the same words even if I knew his identity. Whenever I am angry I just scream out my problems. This is the kind of person I am. But he didn't say anything from the very beginning. He didn't look angry when I called him an idiot. He was more like amused by my straight character and even asked if I wanted my shoe back. But it is true that I felt that he was somehow superior to me. I felt it very well when his hand touched mine. My stomach knotted and I was somehow scared. The feeling was always there. I was the one who didn't know how to read it.

My feet stepped firmly on the woody floor. I am not scared of anything. Even if I was wrong with my language he cannot possible harm me. I must believe in who and what I am. The next time I will try to ignore the past and speak nicely with him. I pushed some strands of hair on my back and looked up. Today I promised myself that I will forget what happened then. Protecting a level E shouldn't be known by others. It is wrong to do something like that. They lose control because of the lust of blood and kill many innocent people. That is why we are feared. People don't know the differences between a level E and other vampires. Some are mean but most want to see a day when humans and vampires can live together. I am tired of their fear even if at some level they are right. We have blood tables but the taste is bad so many refuse to take them.

As I turned to left my nose hit something hard. For a second I could see some yellow stars. They were rolling around my head. A strong palm caught my shoulder and stopped my leaning to the ground. I covered my eyes and regained balance. That really hurt. I peeped from under my palm to my shoulder. This hand is so cold that I can feel myself turning into an ice stone. My shoulder is somehow getting numb; like the energy is being taken away. I blinked a couple of times then looked angrily up. "Look where you're going, baka!" Brown eyes met garnet ones. My heart skipped a loud and strong beat. For a second I could feel my feet getting weak. He searched my face then smiled warmly. Though his hand is this cold his smile is so bright and warm. I feel myself at peace. But I did it again. I closed my lips firmly. This is the second time I call the Kuran master an idiot. Although he is smiling I feel like he is still mad. There is no sign of madness in his eyes but still! He is 100 years old and a respected person. I bet that I am the first to call him an idiot.

"I am sorry," he said polite. "Did I hurt you?"

I am surprised by his kind voice and the level of respect he uses. It is like he doesn't listen to me at all. But maybe he just doesn't mind. I know nothing about him so I cannot just say whatever I think of him. I looked away. Damn, this pride of mine is killing me! "It is fine. I can survive after this." He kept on looking at me.

"Aaa. You are that lady who kicked me with her shoe and left." My stomach knotted. In a twinkle of an eye I looked at him. He is amused by the situation. I thought that he would kick me or something but he is fine. "This is kind of a coincidence but I have your shoe with me. I thought that maybe I can find you and give it back." My mouth dried. Why is he having it with him?

A man in black kneed in front of him. He opened the white box, revealing my blue shoe. The Kuran master took his hand away from my shoulder to grab the shoe. Though his hand was very cold my shoulder feels very lonely without it. With his palm over it I felt a lot warmer. He looked at the shoe and smiled playfully. "Take it."

My blood is boiling. I hitched the shoe from his hand and turned. "Thank you. With this I can kick you another time." I said proudly and faced him again. Damn…I just did it again. Will I ever learn? My eyes looked all over his chest and broad shoulders. He is well done. With a body like this I can pretty much guess that he is strong. "I…"

"Haruka-sama!" a man in black made a deep bow. I was cut off by his ignorance. A nerve of mine just twitched. "It is about time," he said with his head still down.

"Um." The Kuran master looked at me with a warm smile on his face. I somehow feel controlled by him. "I have to go."

This is not me at all. As I licked my lips I looked at him with cold eyes. "I don't really care if you go." I turned and walked in the direction I came from. This is the kind of person I am. Even though he is older and stronger in many ways I cannot control myself. I refuse to be lower than anyone . I will become the pureblood princess. This is my one and only dream. As long as I get stronger I have all the chances.

I looked over my shoulder one last time. He was with his back at me. Strands of hair were struggling in the air while he was speaking. Looking like this, at his back, I feel my heart beating very fast. There is the possibility that he heard it but I don't care. I only want to keep on watching that big back. It will be enough for me. I swallowed harshly as his sight disappeared in the darkness. I don't think that we will ever meet again. We don't have where to meet. I feel sad.