Yori stood at the foot of the staircase pacing back and forth, waiting for Yuuki. She looked over at the clock that was posted on the adjacent wall, 8:15. God, they were going to be late. Yori was normally a patient person, but when it came to being late for something she was not so tolerant.

A cheerful sound ringtone broke through the air. Yori snapped open her purse and pulled out the object that was buzzing and making the piercing sound. She stared at the screen before opening the phone, "What is taking you so long Yuuki?"

"I can't figure out how to get this dress on."

"Do you need me to come and help you into it?" she offered, one foot already on the stairs.

There was a laugh on the other end, "No, Zero is already here. But thank you for offering." There was a slight pause then more laughing. "Just go Yori, I will meet up with you. We are already late as it is."

"Yuuki, I really don't..." she began.

"Yori, I have to go, my phone is dying," and with that the line went dead.

"...I don't feel safe going alone," she finished before closing the phone and putting it back into her purse. Yori knew that Yuuki was going to take the rest of the night to get into a dress alone, so Zero helping her, it shouldn't take more then thirty minutes before she was ready. But it was a little odd that Yuuki had asked Zero to help her, considering how shy and self conscious that she actually was. But she probaly knew that Yori wanted to go to the dance on time and that they were already running late, and it was more logical to just have Zero help her then Yori. But why one Earth were they laughing?

Yori shrugged her shoulders and began to walk to the Grand Hall. She really didn't want to think about something like that. Yuuki's love life was to much of a mess for Yori to keep track of, yet alone worry about. Sometimes Yori thought she knew more about it, then Yuuki herself did.

Zero was clearly madly in love with Yuuki, even though neither he or Yuuki realized it. It was always like Zero was in self denial, and was probably why he came across so cold to everyone. Yuuki was infatuated was Kaname Kuran, who most likely didn't share the same feelings that she did, but no one even knew what he really felt, even the Night Class elite, but at the same time, Yuuki was also clearly in love with Zero. Just thinking about it was giving Yori a headache.

By the time that Yori had stopped thinking about Yuuki's mess of a love life, she was reminded that as messy as Yuuki's was at least she had one. Yori, had none what so ever, but that was okay with her because she had never really been one for romance anyway.

Yori decided to take the back way to the Grand Hall. If she was going to be late, she was going to be late, so she might as well enjoy her walk there. She cut through the woods, which was not the smartest idea in heels because they kept sinking into the ground. After several minutes of pulling her feet out of the ground and walking strangely, she decided to take her shoes off.

"Not like it is going to do my any harm," she muttered to herself as she slipped out of the wretched high heels. Plus being bare foot was an amazing feeling anyway.

The sounds of Yori's foot steps on the soft grass were barely audible to the human ear, as the young woman wondered through the woods. She might not have been able to hear her footsteps, but that doesn't mean that he couldn't.

She looked up at the stars that were peaking through the gaps between the trees, and gain a strange feeling- something she could not quite pin her finger on. Fireflies dotted the air around her. She paused where she stood, feeling the sudden drop in temperature. "That is odd," she thought, "It is late spring. It shouldn't feel this cold."

There was an eerie calm to the air around her. The wind was still. She couldn't hear the music from the Grand Hall, and as far as she had walked it should be audible by now. It was unusually cold for this time of year. Something was not right.

She continued to walk for several minutes, her anxiety continuing to grow. Something was seriously not right. Then it hit her. The strange feeling she had felt earlier was the feeling of being watched. Yori stopped dead in her tracks, afraid to move on any further. This was definitely not good.