A/N: I'd like to give another pastry to aisha! And also one to edith87, for joining us on this little bandwagon of goodies~
Thanks guys! ; u;


two


The soft, chattering murmur grew louder as the class drew closer to an end. Yamanaka Ino blew a stray piece of hair away from her face, pale blue eyes roaming over her classmates. She was bored; Sakura had psychology in the afternoon while she and Hinata had it in the morning, along with Sasuke, Shino, and Chouji. Unfortunately, Hinata sat on the opposite side of the room from her, over by the windows along with the Akimichi and the Uchiha, which meant she didn't really have anyone to talk to. She and Hinata had two more classes together but this was the only that she shared with a certain Uchiha. Speaking of Sasuke, he was looking particularly handsome today. She swooned internally as she stole a glance at the dark-haired boy. He was staring out the window, chin resting on his palm. He was probably bored too, since Naruto wasn't in their class either. Ino wrinkled her nose. Why he and the Uzumaki were friends–best friends actually–was beyond her. He was a nice kid, but he was too loud for her.

"Settle down, brats, you have fifteen minutes left. No need to get antsy," Ibiki called out, lips set in a scowl.

Ino watched as a girl in the front started giggling. No doubt Ibiki was going to yell at her and she sighed as she rolled her eyes. She could already feel a headache coming on. But before anyone could say anything, a loud blast rang through the room, the windows shattering instantly.

It was quiet again for a few more seconds before the screaming started.

Hinata stared in shock as the boy in front of her slumped to the side. A few girls closer to the front were crying, holding their arms as little pieces of glass fell from their flesh.

"Hinata!" She vaguely heard Ino shout her name. Others were doing the same around her, calling out for their friends and for Ibiki.

"Those of you by the windows, get to the other side of the room! Come on, stay calm, move!" Ibiki barked out as Hinata's classmates moved around in a panic.

The Hyuuga bit her lip and stood up. The student in front of her–Daichi, she remembered–had yet to move and she felt worry gnaw at her. Morino-sensei had specifically said to get away from the windows, but how could he if he was passed out? It didn't look like he was going to move any time soon; Hinata couldn't just leave him there. She was reaching out to tap his shoulder when a second blast went off, knocking her off her feet.

There was a ringing sound in her ears, making it hard for her to hear anything, though she could tell Ibiki was calling out again, ushering students out of the classroom. She turned back to the windows, curiosity burning through her dazed mind. Hinata watched, almost in slow motion, as a dark shape appeared at the sill, disjointedly crawling into the room and down the wall.

Someone touched her shoulder lightly and she jumped, glancing up. A pale, dark-haired boy stood over her, an impatient expression on his face. Oh, it's Sasuke-san. It took her a moment to realize he was saying something to her.

"W-what?" she asked. Sasuke glared at her.

"We need to get away from the windows, Hyuuga. Ibiki-sensei is waiting by the door." He jerked his head over to where their teacher stood. Most of the students had already cleared out; they were the last ones still in the room. He helped her up and began steering her away when Hinata paused, remembering her classmate.

"What about–" she began, but she stopped as the dark shape from before began crawling towards the unconscious boy. It sniffed at him before opening its mouth and latching on to the boy's arm greedily.

Sasuke and Hinata stared, not understanding what they were seeing. Soft whimpers could be heard as the brown-haired boy struggled weakly. There was blood on the floor, too much of it. The thing that sat by him was nipping at his flesh persistently, its tongue lapping feverishly at the blood as if it were trying to prevent the precious liquid from going to waste. And then comprehension dawned quickly, to both of their growing horror: the creature was eating Daichi, Daichi who was in pain and more importantly, still alive.


A/N(2): Poor little character. . . Just another one made for this story, although I was kind of thinking of Daichi from DS2 while I was writing.

I apologise for the lack of a chapter last week; I completely forgot it was the week of the 4th of July. ; w;
I tried to make this chapter a little longer than the previous ones to make up for it but I'm not sure I succeeded. I'll try to have another one up later today or possibly tomorrow! /crossesfingers

Also, I hope the POV switches aren't too annoying or confusing. If they are, let me know and I'll either write them one at a time or separate them more cleanly instead of using a little dash.

Has anyone figured out where this is going, by the way? c;