I may be younger than Subaru but I tested out of my previous classes to where I ended up in the same classes as him, so that is where I was, in English with Subaru. Which suited me fine because I usually got permission to hang out in the library, I definitely could be very persuasive but most of the male teachers fawned over me anyways so it wasn't much of a task. I put my hand in the air waiting for sensei to call on me.
"Yes Sakamaki-san?" The teacher's face flushed as he pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose.
"May I have permission to go to the Library?" I asked batting my eyes.
"Of-of course Sakamaki-san" He stuttered and turned back to the list of books he was writing on the board.
As I exited Subaru glared at my back, he didn't care for me to be out of his sight at school but I wasn't the one with the anger issues and I am not stupid enough to expose myself to a human. I walked out of the classroom on the second floor and headed for the stairwell that led to the Library, the halls were generally deserted except for some tardy students that were hurrying themselves to class. I thought about ditching the library and going to see Shuu again in the music room but the library was my escape and I really needed one at the moment. That humans blood was starting to get to me, I should probably corner her tonight so this can be over with, it doesn't help that each of my brother's carry her sent on them making my bloodlust grow. I was lost in my thoughts as I entered the stairwell but not too lost to notice another person enter the stairwell from the bottom, as they got closer I noticed it was a male but I didn't really care for the humans in this school anyways so I didn't look closer. As I began to pass the student a strange scent made me scrunch up my nose, a hand closed around my wrist before I could pull my arm from their grasp. I was spun around with inhuman strength in the stairwell, my back slammed against the wall so that I was facing my attacker, I narrowed my eyes barley fazed by being slammed into the wall. I grabbed the man's wrist that was enclosed around mine and began to crush his wrist but he used his free hand to grab mine, pinning my hands above my head. I could feel my fangs poking from my gums in anger at this stranger, he was very tall with messy light brown hair he had it tied up in a bun with his bangs and some strands hanging out from the back, he also wore the school uniform of the black school blazer with a black sweater that has a slightly unbuttoned white dress shirt underneath and a blue tie. Both of our eyes narrowed at each other for he was only a foot from my face if that.
I noticed his involuntary inhale, taking in the scent that surrounded me, his gripped tightened slightly as he asked with force behind every word, "Who are you".
"I should be asking you the same as you have me pinned to this wall, are you into assaulting female's students in the halls?" I smirked as I mocked him, I could smell it all over him, he is but a half-blood. I didn't expect any to exist, but where there are possibilities there are ways I guess. But really, what are the odds that one would end up in school with seven other vampires, I paused my thoughts.
"Answer me now, before this gets ugly." He tried crushing my small wrists in his hands, my eyes narrowed further at his presumption. A voice coming from the bottom of the stairwell made the man holding me turn his head, as did I.
"Think again Half-breed." It was Ayato looking pissed, both men just glared at each other as I took the opportunity to free my hands. I tensed as I pushed my energy out and away from myself causing the man to be pushed back a couple feet, I didn't need Ayato's help. The unknown man glared as both Ayato and I as I joined him at the bottom of the stairs, I continued my way towards the library completely irritated by the little encounter and not willing to play more games. Ayato joined me seconds later after finishing their little stare down, he grabbed my wrist roughly and pulled me into an empty classroom.
"Who was that Akane" He demanded in basically the same manner that the stranger from the stairwell did.
"As if I know," He green eyes bore into mine. "I know as much as you do, he's a half breed, which I didn't think existed." I tilted my head slightly at the end in curiosity.
"Tch, since I have you here you might as well feed Ore-sama." He began to push my blazer from my shoulder, my eyes glinted in amusement.
"Don't you have a personal blood bag running around here? And plus, you never said please Ayato, didn't mother raise a proper boy?" I could tell I was starting to push his buttons with that one.
I could hear the low growl erupting from the center of his chest, I didn't really feel like fighting with Ayato I was just teasing him, in the end it is a lot easier to give him what he wants…especially when you want it too. I undid another button of my white dress shirt and shrugged the rest of the blazer from my body, I watched Ayato's eyes soften from their glare. Both of his hands encircled my waist and brought me into him embrace, his head resting in the crook of my neck. He inhaled deeply as he nuzzled deeper into the nape of my neck as I placed my hands on his chest leaning into his body. I closed my eyes as I felt him run his tongue the length of my neck, he pulled his head away from my neck slightly to look at me. I opened my eyes to stare into his green ones, I leaned in and kissed him before he could make a move. He kissed my back just as passionately, it slowly deepened until he pulled away and kissed my jawline, slowly leaving small butterfly kisses along the top of my neck traveling once more to where my shoulder and neck meet. I was suppressing a moan as he continued, besides being where we preferred to drink from the neck was my most sensitive spot and he knew it too. His fangs sank into my skin slowly as I let out a low moan, too low for mortals to hear. My right hand came to rest at the back of Ayato head, entwining my fingers into his red hair as he drank from me, he paused and lifted his head to stare me in the eyes, a little bit of blood escaping the corner of his mouth.
"No one will replace you imouto or your blood." He whispered huskily before biting into a new spot earning another groan of pleasure from me.
