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Hanabusa toppled over in laughter in his seat at Maid Latte. Himeji frowned as she was tempted to hit him there and then with the tray in her hand. "You actually did it," He laughed as Himeji's cheek tinted red. "Wow, and only one week after my discovery." Hanabusa praised. "You must have liked him for a while then." He teased as he wiggled his brows at Himeji before laughing once more.

Himeji felt her cheek flush harder. "A deal's a deal, Aidou-senpai, now promise you won't tell anyone about this?" She asked him. Hanabusa nodded as he placed a finger on him lip and winked at her.

"I promise, Sakura-chan, and please, call me Hanabusa." He told her.

Himeji sighed. "Alright then, Hanabusa, then you can call me Himeji." Hanabusa grinned.

"Alright then, Himeji, I'll like my usual." He told her.

Himeji sucked a deep breath in before grinning at Hanabusa. "Alright then, Master," She told him as she passed the order to Mochi.

Her cheeks tinted at the thought of what happened yesterday afternoon, she still couldn't believe what she did.

Kaito-Sensei was at his desk gathering his books as the girls in her class quickly rushed to beat Yuuki Cross and Zero Kiryuu to the Moon Dormitory's gates. Himeji made sure that she was the last one there other than Kaito-Sensei.

"Sensei," She called as Kaito-Sensei's head turned to look at her as she lightly jogged down the steps. By now, it was just the two of them alone.

"Yes, Sakura-sa–"His words were cut off as Himeji placed her lips on his cheek and quickly pulled away as she ran as fast as she could out of the door. She didn't dare look back to see her teacher's reaction. Soon after returning to her dorm, she was grateful that she had chosen a Friday to do it because it meant she wouldn't have to see him until Monday's class then.

Grabbing her bag, she left to work her night shift at Maid Latte.

Himeji sighed as she placed Hanabusa's cakes on one tray along with his tea. "Here you go, Master," She said as Hanabusa smiled and dug into his food. "Is there anything else your heart desires, Master?" She asked him with a beaming smile.

"Your blood," Hanabusa told her seriously. Himeji stared at the boy. "Only joking." He told her after a pause with a smile. Himeji mentally slapped herself and left.

"He must be really annoying," Misaki told him as she pitied me. "Almost as annoying as Usui." She said as she turned her attention to a very frequent costumer at Maid Latte.

Ericka shook her head at the both of us. "You both have handsome admirers that come here every day for you to serve and all you can say is that they're annoying?" She scolds us as she waddles her finger at us.

"He's not an admirer of mine; he's an admirer of the café's cakes." I told Ericka who sighed and went back to admiring Hanabusa. Hanabusa grinned as he motioned for Himeji. "Oh great, what does he want now?" Himeji muttered as she smiled and walked back to Hanabusa. "You called, Master?" She asked him.

Hanabusa smiled. "I would like to play a card game with you again."

Himeji grinned. "Alright, then," She said as she sat down and prepared herself for another battle round. The atmosphere in Maid Latte went tense as all eyes were on the duo that was playing Old Maids. Himeji sweat dropped. "You've been practicing haven't you?" She asked Hanabusa who grinned.

"I'm not leaving until I get my picture." He told her with a sly grin as he placed down his card.

"Why do you even want the picture?" Himeji asked the vampire who smirked.

"Insurance." Himeji wasn't going to let it happen. By the end of the game, Himeji slammed her head on the table as Hanabusa did a happy dance. "Yay, now you have to take a photo with me." He said as Ericka got the camera.

Ericka motioned for them to get closer as she brought up her camera. "Alright then, smile." She said as Hanabusa gave them one of his signature 'Bang' poses and Himeji strained as smile for the camera. Ericka smiled as she handed Hanabusa the photograph, who winked at her in response. Ericka blushed and sighed. Himeji couldn't believe it.

Hanabusa waited for Himeji as he did every day after her shift. He smirked at her as she sulked out of the café as he flapped the photograph in her face. "You look delightful, Himeji," He told her as he looked at the photo. Himeji lunged for the photograph but Hanabusa held it up too high for her to reach it. "I knew you were going to try and take it." He winked as Himeji clenched her fist.

As they approached Cross Academy, they could see somebody leaning against the gate. Hanabusa looked closer and noted that it was only his cousin. "Hi, Ataksuki," He said with a smile as he waved at Ataksuki who was deeply frowning at Hanabusa.

Ataksuki took one look from Hanabusa to Himeji and immediately walked up to the girl and looked at her neck –no bite marks. "Where were you, Hanabusa?" He asked his cousin.

Hanabusa smiled. "I was with Himeji," He said as he pointed at the girl beside him. "Say hi, Himeji," Himeji nodded at Ataksuki as she held up a hand. "Anyway, I'm going to bring Himeji back to her dorm room."

Himeji tensed. "No thanks, Hanabusa," She told him and walked away. She could hear his protest but it seems his cousin was talking out of it as it soon died out.

Hanabusa watched Himeji walk back to her dorm as he brought the photograph to his lip and smiled. "Remember, Himeji, I still have the upper hand here." He said to nobody as he watched the girl walk away.

"What's that?" Ataksuki asked as he pointed to the photograph in Hanabusa's hand. His cousin smiled.

"It's just my playing card," He told him as he passed the photograph to him as it took a few moments for Ataksuki to realise who the girl was as his eyes widened. "Shocking isn't it?"

"This is Himeji Sakura?" He asked Hanabusa who simply grinned. "Wait, what's going on?" He asked him.

Hanabusa simply smiled as he took the photograph back. "Don't worry, Akatsuki, it's just a little fun. No blood involved." He told his cousin. "I can promise you that much."

"Are you sure about that, Hanabusa?" Akatsuki asked him.

"Yes, I'm sure," He told him before he paused for a moment and turned to face his cousin. "About this little incident, and photograph, don't tell anyone, Akatsuki. It could ruin it all and embarrass, Himeji." He warned his cousin.

Akatsuki sighed. The things he did for his cousin.

I really do pity Ataksuki at times.