I'm back! Sorry I know its been more than a week. But this stupid person (me) went and adopted a story, then got hooked on a new manga, finally sat down to write this chapter, and totally disgusted with it rewrote the whole thing. Not to mention I know how OOC they are and it kills me, I think I'll have to reread the manga to get a feel for their characters. On a better note I've planned out every chapter of this series and so will have an easier time from now on. Yay! Well here's the chapter and I made it a bit longer to make up for the wait, and last chapters shortness. So please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight...I'm just not that epic.
I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end.
~ Margaret Thatcher ~
Every job requires skill, ever sport dedication, and every organization has rules that must be obeyed. These are things I've never questioned, never challenged, always accepted as absolute. But over the last couple of days I have seriously begun revising my thoughts.
Not that I don't believe skill, dedication, and order are important. It's just that with the hellish training Kiryuu-kun'sputting me through I'm beginning to question whether dedication is as important as rest, or whether deceit could conquer skill, and maybe life would be just a little bit easier without rules.
"WAKABABA!" Kiryuu-kun yelled jeering me from my thoughts. "How many times do I have to tell youto pay ATTENTION!" he screamed anger flashing in his eyes…okay so maybe screamed was just a little over the top, and his eyes may have had a rather un-flashing exterior, but I'm telling you my empathy senses he's angry.
"Um…Kiryuu-kun…would you mind repeating that?" I questioned for the third time that day, not that I'm not paying attention or anything it's just…okay so maybe I'm not paying attention. Hey don't judge me, you wouldn't be able to concentrate either if you'd just run a 5K marathon…again…and again…and again until you literally dropped from exhaustion.
"Really, and you're supposed to be intelligent."
"Hey what's that supposed to mean!" I indignantly yelled at Zero, he can insult me all he wants, but to insult my intelligence that's taking it a little too far.
"Exactly what it sounds like, I thought you were supposed to be intelligent but I guess I was misinformed." Why that little…calm done Sayori…calm down…don't say something you might regret. Just remember, only two days left before the exam, you can survive until then.
"…kness is always located behind their left cor…"
After all, you don't really have a choice, if you want to keep your friendship with Yuki then passing is your only option,
"…so striking there insures vict…"
and if by doing so Zero suffers, well that's all the better.
"Wakaba…"
After all he really deserves to,
"…Wakaba…"
suffer I mean.
"…Wakaba were you listening to a word I said?"
"Wha? Oh…um, something about a…weakness? Yeah, a weakness behind the left…thing that starts with c, and if youstrike that weakness then…you win?" I stated desperately trying to recall some of what Kiryuu-kun had been blathering on about for the past few minutes. Sighing and shooting me a hateful glare he continued with his lecture.
"I said…every Vampire has a specific weakness usually located on the left corner of their back. If you manage to strike them there then, most likely, you'll win. However the level E's that you would be facing know exactly where their weakness is and would be dammed before they let you get anywhere near it."
"Wait, then what happens if you can't find the weakness?" I questioned honestly curious.
"Well if you'd been paying attention you'd know that there are other ways to take out a vampire, and that as long as you know how to effectively use your anti-vampire weapon you'll be fine." He said while proceeding to pick Athena up from the ground and moving through her cords looking for something...what I don't know.
Honestly that weapon's a curiosity to me, I can't even begin to fathom how to use it. "Well, then we've got our work cut out for us," Kiryuu-kun sighed well tossing me a bracelet. Wait...a bracelet? Where did he get a bracelet from, and what did he mean by that statement?
"Huh?" I questioned, verbalizing my confusion in a single neat word all the while slipping the bracelet on my left wrist. After all it's only natural to place a bracelet on your wrist, and since I'm right handed of course it would end up on my left hand.
"We've. got. our. W-O-R-K. cut. out. for. us." Kiryuu-kun stated exaggeratingly slow. Seriously what's with this guy?
"Alright Kiryuu-kun, but whydid you suddenly say that, and what's with this bracelet?" I askedwhile holding up my left arm...hey wait wasn't he just holding Athena? Where did that odd weapon go, he couldn't have hid her...could he? "And what in the world have you done with Athena?" I finished scanning the area for any sign off the trinket.
Kiryuu-kun just pointed to the bracelet on my left wrist...that was still standing in mid-air, and sighing turned to face me. "That bracelet isAthena, there killed two birds with one stone, and as for your first question...I said that because you where whining about not knowing how to use your weapon..." What! I never said that out-loud, don't tell me this guy can read minds! "...and no I can't read your mind."
"Wha? Then how'd you know I was thinking that?"
"It was written all over your face." Sure...I'd sooner believe you can read minds, although I have been more lax about expressing my emotion's recently. Why is that so? The only time I've ever felt so open was with Yuki, but even then our fights were small and repetitive. Nothing compared to my daily blow-outs with Kiryuu-kun.
"...ou push the tirgger on the le..."
I mean I used to get into argumentswith my father, but they were all over petty little things and when we looked back on them we'd laugh.
"...auses the strings to shoot out in diff..."
Besides Kiryuu-kun is nothing like my father, he's much to short tempered.
"Wakaba..."
Although he has been patient with me,
"...Wakaba..."
considering my tendency to zone out lately.
"...Wa-ka-ba..."
Really, it seems that without Yukihere I've become more irresponsible.
"...Wakaba if you don't answer me right now I'll tell the headmaster you called him a wuss." Snapping my head to face a scowling Kiryuu-kun I was suprised to find I'd zoned out once again. What was more surprising was the fact that rather than yell at me Kiryuu-kun managed to keep a cool head and got my attention by nonthreateningly threatening me.
Maybe I've been a little harsh on him lately. I mean headmaster Cross did say to take it easy on him, and considering how dificult I've been I can't really blame him for increasing my daily conditioning. Even if it is murder on my legs...darn I guess this means I should apologize for ignoring him...again. Stupid conscience.
"Um...Kiryuu-kun, I um...well what I mean to say is—
"Don't bother."
—wai...huh?"
Sighing well he scratched the back of his head Kiryuu-kun mumbled softly,"you were going to apologize weren't you?" I nodded curious about this turn of events. "Well don't bother, I don't need an apology from someonewho's so tired they can't even form complete sentences, really humans are so fragile." What! That...that...that jerk!
Where does he get off calling me fragile! Now you listen hear mister the only reason I'm so tired is bec—wait...tired? so he knew I was acting like this because I was exhausted from the earlier training. Could that be why he's been so patient? So when he said I wasn't intelligent that was just a ploy to draw attention away from the kindness he was showing me.
Pushing me until I improve and being patient when I simply don't get it. Not to mention that we fight over random things left and right. Even the fact that he'll play the bad guy to help you is the same. Man...the more I get to know him the more he seems to act just like my dad. Ah! Now that I think about it I even sang dad's song to him...really the similarities are uncanny.
"What were you just thinking about?"
"Huh?"
"You're face, it looked like you were thinking very hard about something and then instantly switched to a surprised look." Wait...really? Great, and here I thought I was good at hiding my emotions. It must be the fact that he resembles my father, so I'm naturally open around him...yeah that makes sense. Well I might as well tell him the truth, no use hiding it.
"I was thinkning about how much your like my father." Kiryuu-kun seemed taken back by this for a moment, and for a split second I think I saw him blush. But it was gone as soon as it came and so I can't be sure. Really now I want to know what he was thinking. Anyway a few seconds later he turned to me with a dead-panned look an pointed to the bracelet.
"Huh, I'd forgotten about that." I said whilegetting a better look at it. It seemed to be made of gold, or some sort of gold alloy, and was woven around my wrist as if three cords had been braided together. The middle cord seemed to have something etched into it in...German, Dutch...no maybe...a Romanized Greek?
"It's Latin, Dea Patientia, Patient Goddess." Kiryuu-kunsaid while gently grabbing my wrist and turning the bracelet around until the back was facing up. The second he'd done this he snatched his hand away and turned his back to me. Ignoring this I looked down at the bracelet and noticed an odd symbol, it looked like a horse shoe encasedin a circle.
"Uh...Kiryuu-kun?"
"They're letters from the Greek alphabet." Kiryuu-kun explained without turning around, "the smallest one is the last letter in the alphabet, Omega, it means 'big O' and in the numeric system stands for 800. The biggest one...the circle, Omicron, is exactly half way through the alphabet. It's meaning is 'little O' and has a value of 70."
"Um...okay, and the reason they're on the bracelet."
Sighing Kiryuu-kun picked up a stick and began drawing in the dirt. "They symbolize your weapons power. The fact that Omicron is bigger than Omega means you weapon doesn't follow the same rules as others of its kind."
"Wait weapons follow rules?"
"Haven't you been listening to anything this past week? Never mind don't answer that. Yes Anti-Vampire weapons have a will of there own. They have the ability to learn your fighting style and react in whichever way suites you. That is why used weapons are not in high regard, no matter how good the weapon they'llhave trouble adapting to a new persons style."
"Oh, so that's why you think I'm at such a disadvantage. Everyone else in the exam will have already formed a bond with their weapon." I smugly stated, eager to learn now that I'd deemed Kiryuu-kun a worthy human...ish person to teach me.
"Yes that's part of the reason. Any way, since weapons have the ability to adapt they also have strengths and weaknesses. We group weapons together based on these attributes. Sadly we can't know what they're skills are until after they're used and so are left making guesses based on their appearance."
"Their appearance? Youmean like how a bow and arrows would be good for long distance but useless in hand-to-hand combat?" I questioned suddenly aware of how little I knew about this world and its inner workings. I mean just the weaponry took up an entire lecture!
"Yes, well we've found that weapons in similar groups follow similar patterns, we call these rules, and as I said befor your weapon will be one of the few that don't follow the rules, or patterns of weapons like its self."
"Wait so my weapon's a freak?"
"No! Okay, think of it like this, when you hear Africa what do you think of?"
"Disease...huts...poverty...and um death?"
"Okay, and that's normal, in fact most of Africa is exactly how you described. But not all of it is. R.S.A* for example is a first-world country with skyscrapers, malls, a proper education system and more. Does that make it a freak country just because it doesn't fit our stereotype?"
"I guess not," I stated unsurely, I mean I'm no idiot I know about South Africa and Mandela and all that, it just didn't pop into my head immediately. But because I'm no idiot I also know that the first-world country is in the running for the worst crime-rate on Earth.
"Right, and it's the same with your weapon."
"If you say so."
"I do, and I also say that you shouldn't be so quick to judge it. As it stands it seems to have a lot of promise."
"What, really?"
Kiryuu-kun just nodded his head and pointed at the Omicron and Omega symbols (the Oo symbols) before continuing, "the Omicron symbolizes 7 different 'forms' to your weapon, and the Omega means their are 80 different combinations you can make between these forms. Of course I'm no expert but that's my best guest."
"So the strings of knives and needles?"
"One of its forms, its purpose I don't know." Kiryuu-kunstated while looking up at the ever darkening sky. "It's getting late we should head back...and take tomorrow off. You should rest before the exams. Oh, to activate your weapon just put your thumb on that symbol." He continued before walking off.
"Kiryuu-kun wait!" I called after his retreating figure. He didn't turn around but he stopped, and that was all I needed. "Thanks...for everything, and um how do you deactivate Athena?" Shaking his head he continued forward but no before I caught his strong, clear, response.
"Just find the symbol, put your thumb on it, and tell Athena that Dea Patientiawants her to deactivate." Wait...if I want her to deactivate then I'm the Patient Goddess? Huh, wait so Kiryuu-kun just indirectly called me a goddess? Ha! Yuki'll get a kick out of this.
~R.S.A or Republic of South Africa. Like the name states the country farthest South in Africa. Colonized by the Dutch, and then conquered by the British it was a site of racial tension until 1993 when Nelson Mandela became the first black president within South Africa. Current location of the FIFA World Cup, and my homeland, it is a bueatiful place that suffers from its past.
P.S- Just curious, how old do you readers think I am? I'm curious about my writing style, and I can't judge the voice myself because...well its my voice. Gangster mode...'nough said ;/
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