Blood Lust Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club – just merely borrowing the characters.
"Pass your tests to the front." A loud voice stabbed through the middle of her dream. Haruhi mentally grumbled without opening her eyes only to shake her head and roll her head to the other side of the desk. The physics teacher looked irritably at her. Dark spots lingered below Haruhi's eyes as it was obvious she was tired. "Ms. Fujioka, I ask of you not to doze in my class. Is this level too difficult for you? Shall I get the Dean to move you down a level?"
Haruhi opened an eye before glaring at the teacher who grabbed the test from under her. She grind her teeth silently before mouthing the words 'I will kill you one day' when he turned his back on her. It was definitely a bad thing to be woke up – she was as grumpy as a grizzly bear who just awoke from hibernation. It wasn't her fault that she fell asleep through such a straightforward, kindergarten test. She finished everything within a five minute time period before realizing how much extra time she had before deciding to catch up on some snoozes. It was perfectly normal that vampires needed sleep; it wasn't entirely false when they say that vampires slept too. It was only in Stephenie Meyer's crazy Twilight book where they portrayed them as never sleeping tired creatures. It was true, to some extent. Haruhi was especially tired because her thirst for blood was returning. If she didn't hunt tonight, she will lose her senses and pounce on someone on campus. She made a mental note to text Escargot later and get him to bring her casual "hiking" clothes for her hunting trick.
While she was deep in thought, next to her, Kyouya smirked. He was absolutely sure she just failed the test. Her idiot behavior just left him in a trance of disgust.
"What's the point of coming when you can't stay awake? I hope you finished." He snorted before walking off. "Don't forget, grade postings go up after half an hour."
Haruhi stumbled out of the classroom, half awake and half asleep. She entirely ignored Kyouya's words – they were like bullshit ringing through her ears. The hall looked woozy to her. She crashed into a student who looked at her weirdly. She looked a bit drunk in the eyes of other people, but her insides were starting to curl by the lack of blood. It was almost like starvation. She held her breath before running away from the crowd with her eyes closed. Her hearing senses were extraordinary, for she would have to hunt using these ears in the dark. The smell of humans burned the insides of her throat like fire. She swallowed before running to her favorite room in the entire school which she discovered accidentally yesterday while wandering through the giant Ouran library. The piano room.
It was possibly the most deserted room in the school – those who majored in music practiced in auditoriums or in rooms with fancy embroidery and an expensive Yamaha grand piano in the middle as a podium. This was her secret place, consisting of a grand piano that looked as though it was there for ages. If she ever felt the need to release her anger or felt that she couldn't control her thirst, this was the place for refuge. The room itself looked like a storage room. There were old textbooks on the left with cobwebs and dust on them. The corners consisted of paintings and portraits. Even the curtains were a murky gray color and the trees covered the glass windows, allowing only darkness to enter in. The room was cold as though it was home to a spirit, but the only beautiful thing in the room was the glass lights hanging from the top of the ceiling. It gave a spooky yet elegant feel to room, similar to the piano chamber in her room. She liked it.
She sat down, forcing herself to ignore the searing desire in her mouth. She concentrated on her playing -- her favorite tune, Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven. Her long fingers swept through the black and white notes on the piano, producing a romantic feel. A tear fell from her cheek to her hand as more trickled down her eyes. Moonlight Sonata was the forbidden song in her memory yet she still played it – it was the only song that was carved in her memory.
"Jason." She whispered.
Kyouya walked to his usual spot where he pulled out some calculus homework that wasn't due until a month ahead, but he couldn't find the concentration in himself as he did before. Something bothered him. Something about the new girl wasn't right. Maybe it was because she just transferred from France. After hosting for so many years, he recognized a new sense of strangeness to the girl that made him feel uneasy. It was almost as though she gave off the frightful aura of an assassin. When sitting next to her, he noticed her behavior was tense; it was as though she would pull out a gun and shoot anyone in her sight. Being around her made him feel almost scared. The glare she threw at the teacher this morning was definitely not normal. Add it to the fact that she didn't know how to socialize. If he remembered clearly, she had pretty brown eyes just yesterday, but they had a cheek of red today. Did she have an eye infection? Possibly pink eye which is highly contaminated disease. She was tired this morning. Dark circles lingered under her eyes. He followed as she stumbled outside of the classroom nearly dashing out the building when seeing more people exit their classroom.
Maybe he watched too many science fiction movies with Tamaki. Blame it on that brainless brat to confound his senses. He threw the thoughts about Haruhi away from his mind only to be irritated further. He couldn't pinpoint where she was abnormal.
A new sound rang to his ears distracting him even further. It was the familiar tune of Moonlight Sonata that Tamaki would play nearly every day at his house when he was a kid, but it wasn't Tamaki's. Tamaki's Moonlight was cheerful and gave a loving atmosphere while this one sent out a mourning dreadful sound that made his knees shake. Although the sound was still the same, it sent out a funeral vibe. He dashed to the deserted piano room; it was the only room in the west wing that had a piano.
The first person that crossed his mind.
Fujioka Haruhi.
"Hey Tono!" Kaoru yelled, throwing a shoe at Tamaki. It hit him square at the back of his head and the twins snickered loudly.
"I'm going to play piano." Tamaki said, waving to the bright headed twins before walking off. He didn't mind their rude behavior, but maybe it was because he felt a bit strange the past few days. After being fully convinced that he walked into a tree, he felt light-headed. It was almost as though he was unbelievably happy for no reason. Although his grandmother cut all contact with him, he was still in a bright mood, putting on a smile for everyone that passed by him. What was truly strange was that there were two small holes piercing the side of his neck, but they disappeared by nightfall of that same day. Located three inches from his right shoulder looked almost like vampire bite marks. He convinced himself that he was hallucinating and should probably ask Kyouya to arrange him a meeting with a therapist. He must be. Vampires did not exist.
Tamaki Suoh seemed like a bright young fellow from the outside; he always had a smile on his face no matter how dreaded the situation was. Although his mother was sent away when he was five and he had to endure the harsh trainings from his grandmother, he always brought a gentle happy atmosphere to the people around him. When he was small, he learned that anger was not tolerated in the Suoh family. In order to become a worthy heir, he would have to do exactly what his grandmother insisted. Nearly eighteen years of fake happiness. He wasn't happy. The moment he left the eyes of the public, his facial expression changed. Tamaki walked down the halls only to hear his favorite piece playing on the piano.
Haruhi wiped the last tear from her eyes. Although Moonlight Sonata was a beautiful elegant piece about a man falling in love, she varied the tune so that it sent out a dreary atmosphere; she composed a few section, but left the main notes as it was.
Suddenly a blonde haired man burst into the room, panting for breathe. Haruhi looked up, only to be reminded of her thirst once again. His scent appealed to her nostrils as she suddenly recognized him as her last meal. His sweet sent her mind away. Losing all of her senses, she pounced.
Kyouya remembered there was a piano room in the West Music quarters. It had been deserted for many years, but Tamaki insisted on reincarnating the room and somehow, the new student must have discovered it. For, the sound came from a place entirely opposite of the music department. He dashed to the scene as quickly as he could. If there really was something wrong with the new student, he would confront her and demand an explanation. That was the only way to calm his suspicions.
Panting, he opened the door only to be horrified by the scene. His suspicions were confirmed. There really was something wrong with the new girl. The new girl was embracing his best friend, but the aura around her was not those romantic atmosphere. It gave him a chilly vibe. He moved closer to her only to be more shocked – everything made perfect sense. From the angle of the door, it just looked like she was a mad fan girl, but from a closer view, he noticed the details. Her pale cold skin. Her fangs. Her blood thirsty eyes. His heart nearly stopped. He reacted on instinct.
"Haruhi!" He nearly yelled, peeling her off of Tamaki. It was difficult, for she was entirely entangled with his friend. She gripped onto Tamaki's shoulder's tighter, but Kyouya's strength was greater.
Haruhi's human senses finally returned before she inspected the scene and nearly gasped. She replayed the scene in her mind – she was playing piano before the blonde kid entered the room. He entered the same moment she took a breath from all the crying, allowing his crisp scent flow into her nostrils. Because of her abstinence from hunting, her vampire senses came into action and she pounced. And somehow, onyx eyes managed to pull her off before calling her name, bringing her to this scene. She closed her eyes and massaged her forehead. So far, her trip to the human world has not been a pleasant one. She groaned. How was she ever going to solve this? Maybe it was better to play obnoxious and not care. She knew that Kyouya definitely wanted to inspect her. She walked over and inspected the young man.
"He'll be asleep for some time. Looks like I drank a bit too much blood, but no big deal. He's a growing teenager; his body is constantly producing blood." She said, before grabbing her bag. A part of her feared that her secret would be known. Although she was a vampire of royal blood, according to their government, if anyone knew about the secret besides her future partner, she would be put under exile and sent far away. Her face paled at the thought. Was this fate? Was fate so cruel as to match him as her future partner?
"Stop." Kyouya said. "I desire an explanation."
"I'm in no mood to give out explanations. Neither do I care whether you know or not. Spread to the world that I'm a vampire – they'll only think that you're some crazy lunatic."
Kyouya smirked, reading Haruhi's paled expression. Looks like he caught a big fish.
"I demand an explanation."
"Why?"
"I'm already involved – I caught you in the act. And seeing from your facial expression, your clan might not be happy if they knew that a human knew of their existence. To prevent all that, you might as well take the safe road and fill me in."
"And what merits will I gain through informing you?"
"I swear to the holy cross that I will not tell a soul of your existence. Does Chairman Suoh know?"
"That a clan of vampires exist?"
"Yes."
"He does – my father, the king of our species, was the one who made a negotiation with Chairman Suoh."
"What are the regulations?"
"You're quite nosy. You have no evidence; we, vampires, are top classed assassins. We are able to kill without leaving any evidence. Therefore, there is no evidence on blondie's body that I took his blood – my bite marks will disappear within an hour."
"Not if I show Chairman Suoh that you hunted on the school campus – the Ootori family specializes in not only the medical field, but we have a highly motivated police force. There are cameras installed in every corner of the school, allowing a clear view of what's happening at every angle of the room."
"I will not tell you."
"Then you leave me with no choice – I shall explain to Chairman Suoh why his son has been fainting so much these days as if he received anemia."
"His son?"
"Oh, you weren't aware that this man is his son? He has the power to expel you if he find out. Not only that, but you'll be in trouble with your clan, won't you?"
Haruhi froze, staying quiet. The moment she met this man, she felt a sense of hatred towards him. First his snickering and now this?! He was blackmailing her with her secret.
She took into the situation in another angle. If Chairman Suoh finds out and expels her, she would be sent back to her own headquarters. No more school. No more starving to death. No more seeing Kyouya Ootori's face. She would have complete freedom and she would be reunited with her research and have perfect solitude. The con side? She would have to face the wrath of her parents. They would not be happy hearing the news. It would be possible that they would make her marry him. Haruhi shuddered at the thought. A migraine suddenly appeared. She worried about her library: if she was exiled by the government as a government slave, she would have to donate her palace sized underground library and her precious books to the public. That thought alone directed her to compromise with the situation.
"I can erase your memory," she lied, trying to hold onto one last strand of her dignity before she begged.
"I can help. Don't erase my memory."
"Why are you so desperate? Fine, if you're that desperate, then date me." She said with a sarcastic drip. Kyouya gripped on tighter.
"Yeah, marry me." He returned the same sarcastic voice. Haruhi did not appreciate it. She snorted, rolling her eyes. Haruhi gave Kyouya one last annoying look before heading out the door.
"Wait. At least help me get this idiot to the health office."
Haruhi never expected this very scene to happen. It was similar to a living nightmare. Why was she sitting in a coffee house, pretending to drink coffee with the one man that she hates? Right, blackmail.
Kyouya stared back at Haruhi with the same distaste. It wasn't until five minutes ago when he was presented with an unwanted scene – after bringing Tamaki to the health office, he went to check the bulletin board for the scores on the physics test with Haruhi only to be surprised that her results on the physics were higher than his. He was absolutely certain that his score would rank first again. It was a mere insult to him, considering never in his life has he been placed second. His insides corroded as he was reminded of his father's reaction. His father would not be happy. He would be a disgrace to the Ootori family. His brothers were always perfect, they always scored the top score. He was absolutely sure that he saw Haruhi fall asleep and drool on her paper after five minute the test started.
He felt a newly unfamiliar anger in his chest at the girl. She didn't do anything, yet she was still brighter than him. He had to work to get first while this girl merely frolicked around having fun.
Haruhi was having her own thoughts, giving him a temporary look once or there. She stared at him, admiring his features. His face was proportional, giving him a handsome look. In a way, Kyouya reminded her of her deceased brother. They had similar hair styles and the same cold personality. If she didn't know better, Kyouya's soul was a mirror of her brothers'.
Kyouya broke the silence between the two of them. They were in the corner of Kyouya's favorite coffee shop alone. There were customers, but they were half the room away, giving them absolute privacy.
"You're a vampire, presumably."
"I am."
"What were you doing drinking Tamaki's blood?"
"I thought that was obvious. I was blood thirsty. I haven't hunted for three days ago. As you may not know, our bodies are can survive on a meal every couple of days unlike humans who would have breakfast, lunch, and dinner. However, I am in the noble class of vampires, meaning I would get fresh killed blood nearly twice a day, therefore my body is still getting use to the cycle of hunting every couple of days. That would be the possibility why I looked so tired this morning: when we don't get an enough quantity of blood, our brain begins to shut down. We, vampires, do not sleep unless we feel a lack of blood in our system. We begin a temporary hibernation until we are refreshed with blood again. When Tamaki entered the room, my vampire urges turned active and I pounced."
"Is there any after affects in your blood sucking?"
"Not unless I want to insert my poison in their bodies. However that type of situation will only happen once in my life and that would be during mating season. It's complicated."
"Your basic diet?"
"I prefer human blood, but animal blood is fine. Actually, I've been feeding on deer blood, but it doesn't seem to satisfy my hunger. They lack the rich quality that humans have. When vampires enter the teenaged stage, we crave for human blood."
"One more question: what are you doing here?"
"Blood. We choose which place we want to hunt. I chose Japan because they had the nicest smelling individuals. Bit when we're hungry, we can take in anything."
"What do you do at your vampire place?"
"Are you interviewing me?"
"I'm just trying to learn more about your race. Vampires fascinate me."
"We, vampires, live lives very similar to humans. The only possible difference is that your body takes in carbohydrates while we take in blood. We go to school … well, most vampires go to school – I don't need too since I learned the material before I was three."
"Three?"
"I started to read when I was a month old. When I was three, I learned everything up til' college. I think that's why I don't understand why my parents sent me to the real world when I had everything in my house. They bought an underground library for me as my birthday gift when I was five, so I never lacked things to learn. I'm pretty sure that they wanted me to experience a normal life like regular humans. Going to prom, falling in love, having sleepovers with best friends, going shopping, and many of those human like activities. I mean, we have vampire parties too, but it's not the same as being an average person. It's a very idealistic part of my life that they wouldn't want me to miss, so I'm stuck here. The sad part is, I have no idea how to socialize with other girls my age and I don't plan on it. I've lived in solitude nearly my entire life. Are we done?"
"I have one more request. Help me with my studies."
"What?"
"Tutor me. It's quite obvious that you excel my abilities in every subject – THE Kyouya Ootori does not beg, but I'm asking a favor from you."
"You're smart as it is."
"Your score is higher than mine on every test."
"I'll lower my test scores by failing the next two. Surely you'll be able to return to your position as first place."
"I don't need that."
"What will I get in return?"
"What do you need the most?"
"Are you offering yourself to be my meal?"
"I wouldn't say meal. I'd call it payment."
Haruhi's eyes trailed towards his neck. Her mouth began to water a bit at the sight of his luscious white skin. She couldn't help but notice her unsatisfied hunger which was starting to erode in her chest again. For, Kyouya walked in before she was able to seize her thirst. Although it was good that he kept her from killing the child, she'll eventually fall hungry ago. Though the burning desire was momentarily forgotten, she felt a bit embarrassed revealing her true nature. If anyone didn't know any better, they would've most likely labeled her as a pervert or a peeping tom. She shook away such thoughts from her mind before looking away.
"I'm proposing friendship between both of us," Kyouya held out his hand. He felt her awkward gaze at his neck – before the meeting, he purposefully pulled off his tie revealing his neck. He knew she was imagining her fangs sinking into his neck. It was pretty obvious. Her hands gripped tighter to the seat as her eyes wouldn't drift away from the creamy richness flow of blood his body produced. She looked tempted, making him feel like the dominant one.
"You're thirsty, aren't you? You're welcome to sink your fangs into my neck right now and see whether my high-classed blood is good enough for you, but I'm going to take that as you agree to our compromise."
Without saying anything, Haruhi lunged for him – pouncing on his lap. She didn't care.
Kyouya froze one second before feeling his heart bounce for a second. Although he was a cold, manipulative bastard, he was still a hormone-crazed young man. He felt the heat on him the moment Haruhi pounced on his lap. He reacted like any other guy. His face turned red. Her floral scent, her warmth, her silky strawberry flavored hair, her breasts pressing on his chest… he felt hot inside.
"It might hurt just a second." Haruhi whispered. Goosebumps painted over his arms as her luring voice whispered into his ear. His thoughts drifted on how to ravish her. He prepared for the worse, but it was only a second when he felt a happier feeling – it was as though he was suddenly brought to heaven. There was only one word to describe it, ecstasy.
back with another chapter! Yeah, I barely edited this chapter either so I think it sounds a bit awkward.
I'm updating today because I made it into Harvard's Summer School Program! –cheers- So I celebrated, ignored my homework, and wrote down another chappy probably filled with grammar errors.
Thanks to: V, life swings like jazz, Ranranran, SasoLOVE111, and Elaine-Herd for commenting! :3. I promise I won't disappoint you with this story. Though, I don't think "under-aged" children should read this story. I don't write mature stories though………… I'm still "fairly" innocent.
Oh yeah, I managed to break through level ONE of my secretly protect laptop. :D, I'm hoping I can hack in between next month. I WILL update all my stories on my birthday though (or at least that's my goal. :3… so wait patiently) – if I can't get through my laptop, I will write new chapters for Pride and Prejudice / Eternity Under the Moonlight.
Anyways, same routine – if I get enough reviews, I'll update in TWO weeks! Whoot! Whoot! Have a great ides of March everyone~. It's almost Julius Caesar's bday.
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