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I silently closed the doors and lightly rested my back on them for a while. I was feeling like a middle schooler again, with my future already choosen for me.

I sighted in frustration and clenched my hands. With hesitation I directed my foots toward the shelf's, I better start packing now I though.

I neatly packed my clothes and belongings in a valise. Making a big deal out of it, cause it will be easier to unpack latter.

I heard a slamming door and unintentionally I jolted towards the cause of the noise. I was stiff, but when my eyes rested on a familiar figure of Yuuki, I sighted in relief. I managed to form a delicate smile "Hi". I chuckled a little. "Hello" said Yuuki.

I could feel tears coming to my eyes, but I shoved them away, mentally reminding myself to be strong from now on. But truth to be told, I couldn't control my legs, as they were already running toward Yuuki.

I hugged her with a little to much force and she barely maintain her balance. Yuuki. I could sense her smiling and I buried my face in her neck. Yuuki. She hugged me back and I couldn't control myself anymore. I needed her comfort so much. She was my only friend, my support, and losing her was unbearable feeling.

We laughed together, neither of us broking the embrace. "Welcome back" I said while pulling myself from the hug, I rested my hands on her upper arms and briefly smiled at her.

She cocked her head to one side and nod happily. Then her expression faded to more serious one "Yori, I..."

"I know" I smiled apologetically at her. "It's for the best, I'm not doing it because I need to" well mostly "But because I want to, I want to be able to protect you Yuuki, and everyone who is important to me". Yuuki expression softened, tears trailing in her eyes, she grinned full heartily and pulled me back into her hug.

"I'm going to protect you too !" she said vigorously, I nod slightly. "I promise you, that I won't let anybody hurt you, well maybe with a little help of Zero" she pondered and I managed a small laugh.

I rested my head on her shoulder, whispering quiet 'OK' .

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Once again I found myself wandering after curfew, the difference this time was that I was allowed to it. And soon around this hour, I will find myself preparing for my night classes.

I glanced out the windows and lost myself gazing at the orange glow, it was flowing over the skies and clouds, like a syrup on ice cream. "How mesmerizing" I whispered and reached slightly a hand toward the last rags of the sun. They rested on my palm, lightening my skin making her glow. 'Warm' was the only thing I could though.

I was wondering if vampires hated the sun ? The warm feeling was so soothing, that I found it nearly impossible to hate it. Why would they detest it ? I made a mental note to ask Mr. Yagari about it, or at last, now I have a bunch of vampires to ask, don't I ? I giggled insensibly at the mere idea.

'Better hurry up'. I didn't want Mr. Yagari, I mean Professor Yagari ? Well, he will be a teacher, so I guess it's a proper way to address him. Anyway I don't wish to be late.

I hurried my way, unaware of someone closely watching me from afar. Zero Kiryu was somewhat leaning against a wall, blank expression on his face. He was feeling approaching storm, in a metaphorical way, and that means trouble. He opened his eyes facilely, the wind dabbed his silver hairs. He breathed the smell and focused on the fading echo of the footsteps.

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Of course, Professor Yagari was already waiting for me in front of the Sun Dorm. I noticed that he was holding something, it shined in the fading sun. A gun. My mind frozen for a while. He was reloading it, I already knew the reason why, but I did not want to acknowledge it yet. The very idea of killing, scratch it, even holding a weapon in my own hands was making me feel nausea.

He must felt my discomfort when I approached him. "Just in case" he smirked at me, with a spark in his eyes he hide the gun and directed us towards the Night Dorm.

We walked in silence, and I found myself from time to time glancing towards the Day Dorm, as with every step the building was getting more distant and blurred.

I started to feel faintly when I noticed the outline of the Night Gate. I gulped and hardened my grasp around my valise, in need of deceiving safeness.

I looked at Professor. His face was expressionless, just like Kiryu. I was wondering if in the near future I will became the same blank face, and be able to shot, without batting an eyelid.

"Is my face so interesting?" I was pulled out of my thoughts and found Professor Yagari staring at me. "No sir, excuse me" I smiled apologetically "I'm just..."

"Insecure? Nervous? I expected that" He said and turned his gaze away from me. I didn't know, if I should felt offended, cause his tone of voice wasn't sarcastic. He was just, stating the facts. I breathed quietly and raised my head. If he was expecting me to disappoint him, then he was surely wrong. I smiled triumphantly and from the corner of my eyes, I saw him slightly smirking. He was challenging me. And I was gladly accepting it.

After we passed the Night Gate I was expecting to see a Night Class, but they were nowhere in sight. I shivered uncomfortably. The atmosphere around the Night Dorm sure was different. It was colder, and disturbing. The high trees and plants growing along the path were allowing only a glimpse of sunlight, and it was getting dark. I felt goosebumps creeping on my skin. The air was kind of... thin, and breathing it was unusual. Very interesting, I noted and found myself fascinated around this occurrence.

"Ah" Professor Yagari breathed in ave. "I see you can sense the vampire aura. It's rare among normal people. Of course, around vampire hunters it's a very common skill" The corner of his mouth twitched lightly

I was staring at him longer than necessary, trying to ingest the unusual information. My thought's were interrupted the moment I saw a not so familiar building of Night Dorm. From now on this edifice will serve me as 'home'. I shivered uncomfortably. Was the Night Class in ? I wondered if they were waiting for me, or perhaps scheming some plans...

I eyed the suspicious wooden stairs, leading to veranda. Professor Yagari was already making his way to the entrance. I sighted and cautiously placed my foot on one of the stair. It made a small creaking noise and I immediately hurried my way up. I suited myself near Professor and took my time looking around. I noticed the area around Night Dorm building more comfortable, than the path leading here. I heard a sound of opening door and found Mr. Yagari making his way inside. "After me, Miss Wakaba". What a choice would I have ? I followed after him.

'Cosy' was the first though I had. I settle my valise on the tiled floor, stretching my hand in the meantime, which was dragging it all way here. The dominate color was crimson. Blood. How... adequate. What reminded me, that Night Class was still nowhere in sight. Before I could ask any questions Professor Yagari said " They already left. Today they have classes earlier than unusual."

I simply nod, feeling relief.

"Your room will be upstairs, Miss Wakaba. I expect it already prepared. Let's take a look, shall we ?" He smirked at me and we directed towards stairs. The windows weren't allowing too much sunlight inside, but the candles and candlesticks were soothing enough, so it wasn't a problem. Also it was kind of warm, truth to be told, I wasn't expecting that. Then again, what was I expecting?

After some deliberation a Dracula castle was close to my expectations, but it was nothing like it. And I wasn't going to complain.

After passing a few doors, we finally stopped in front of ones. Professor wasn't making any effort of opening it, so I took a breath and placed my hand on a doorknob. With a swift turn I opened them. I found myself mesmerized by the sight in front of me. The room was furnished in old fashioned, wooden furniture. Forged here and there. The bed was single one, but much bigger that the one in my Sun Dorm. Around it hanged crimson curtains, the exact same as the window ones. The window itself allowed much more sunlight.

I placed my valise on the bed and turned towards Professor Yagari. He eyed the room and rested his gaze on me. "Well, I hope it suit your taste". I answered him with a smile, "Alright then, I have classes now, so I will explain everything to you tomorrow." And with that he directed towards the hall we came from. He stopped midway and turned around "Oh and Wakaba, good luck" He rearranged his hat and disappeared around the corner of my doors. I stood where I remained and listened to the fading sound of the footsteps. The echo of closing doors returned me to my senses.

I was alone. And the only advice I was left with was 'good luck'... It was a test, I'm sure of it. I breathed heavily and decided to unpack my things. At last, I can make my mind occupied.

Half a hour later I was near an end. Humming I closed the wardrobe.

"Hello" a cold voice startled me to no point. I knew this voice. I stiffened and locked my eyes with a piercing gaze of a lightly tinned blue ones. I was speechless, my hands occupied themselves with my skirt, wrinkling it from the force I used. Wasn't he supposed to be in class ?

"I was feeling ill, so I..." he made a pause, and I wondered if he could read my mind, "...dismissed myself" He finished, his tone of voice uninterested, cold and distant.

I found my tongue again "Oh, is that so ? Did you visit the school nurse ? It could be something serious or a cold perhaps..." Were vampires even ill ? I doubted that. I softened a bit.

"Mmm, there was no need" He answered, I caught a hint of playfulness in his voice.

I smiled uncomfortably, stressed under his piercing look. "Oh right, where are my manners. I'm Sayori Wakaba. From now on I'm joining the Night Class. My pleasure to meet you" There, I feel like myself again. I smiled at him briefly an bowed.

"Sayori" he echoed and I shivered unintentionally. I raised my head and jolted at the sudden closeness of the mahogany haired boy. Wondering how he closed the distance between us, without making any sound. He eyed me with blank expression. His focused eyes boring into me. I felt uneasy and averted my gaze.

"Senri Shiki" he said simply. I was surprised when he gently grasped my hand and placed a small kiss. I blushed deeply. Those kind of manners were unusual among youngsters today. I was expecting him to release my hand. To my surprise, he didn't. Instead he turned it around and placed another brief kiss on my palm. My legs were feeling numb all of a sudden. I could feel my blood rushing to my face. He noticed me stiff and gazed up at me.

I shuddered and made an attempt of releasing my hand from his grasp. This movement only made his grip tighten around my wrist. I winced and gasped lightly at the sudden pain.

He wasn't showing any expression, but I could tell, that his eyes were smirking. I found myself rotted to the spot, unable to move. With his eyes never leaving me, I felt his hot breath on my hand, his tongue slid down inside my palm, making me breath in surprise. I shivered with uncertain feeling, eying him with disbelief.

I felt something sharp caressing my porcelain skin. I yelped in surprise and stepped back, only to be roughly shoved forward. I tripped and was caught with a slender and long hand. He held me forcefully in the place. He lowered his head and sniffed my hairs, I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears. He subtly brushed his head up, I shyly gazed up at him and after seeing his crimson red eyes I lowered my head and squeezed mines.

Cursing my luck and petite figure I shuddered and breathed sharply, when his slick tongue made contact with my skin again. Slipper tongue was leaving hot traces in my palm, his breath tickling my sensitive skin.

"Please..." I heard myself whisper, but I don't know what I was asking him for. I could sense him smirk, although he didn't do that. Instantly I jumped when I felt again a sharp teethes making contact with my palm. He grabbed me more firmly and I felt a sudden pain.

I whimpered and with a free hand gripped tightly his milky chemise. His gently tongue was caressing me, stroking me softly. I sensed a hot liquid sliding down my arm, his smell mixed with blood was overwhelming.

His grasp on me tightened, my mind was so absorbed with both, his gentleness and cruelness, that if he didn't hold me, I would lose my balance, my knees supported me no more. I choked the breath and sobbed, trembling with sensation.

He loosened a grip and I felt him removing his fangs from my wound. I was breathing heavily and flushed peered up at him. He licked the blood, which was dribbling down my hand. Then he moved again to my palm and left more saliva than necessary. His eyes were back to a normal color. His breath unsteady, just as mine.

He was about to step back, when I felt myself feeling unsteady. He grabbed me just in time. He lowered himself and grabbed me by my tights, and raised me up. I shrieked and grasped his shirt.

He placed me on my bed, straightening up his hand brushed mildly a lose strand of my hair. I was about to slap his hand away, but he backed it in time. He looked at me and cocked his head to one side. "It will be our little secret, caramel girl".

My eyes widened, he just bite me, hurt me, on top of that embarrassed me, and want me to stay silent about it... But I was to weak to say anything back at him, my mind wasn't working correct.

He placed his finger on his lips, as if in a manner of silencing someone. And just like that distracted himself out of my room, giving me one last look, his eyes once again cold and distant.

Siting on my bed, I shakily took a look at my palm, the mark from his fangs were visible and it hurt. All of a sudden I felt faintly, I rested a hand on my forehead. How much did he drank ? I decided to lay down. I was looking up at the ceiling of my bed, my cheeks still burned, and my skin was hot where he touched.

Uneasiness filled my mind. I just couldn't push him, he was too strong. But if I had a weapon with me, would I use it ? Would I be able to do it ? My sight was fading, and soon I was surrounded by darkness.

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Sorry for the long wait, I just need to wait for the right mood, and then I can write it all down... Hope this chapter didn't disappoint you.

You know, in my eyes if Senri want something, then he will get it, no mater what ;P I think that he was too forceful, and poor Yori doesn't know what to make from it... But don't fear ! He will slowly learn the proper way of holding his desires, and as for Yori, well let's hope she won't be drained from blood by then xD just joking...

Hmm, I think that I will change the mature content in the near future. Right, so umm, like it ? Hate it ? Why ? Share your thoughts with me :)