Hokay, so here is a relatively opportune time to catch up on my writing! I'm on tour! So now I can update I'm hoping at least one chapter. So I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting on my latest chapter but here it is! I don't know how good it will be unfortunately because I'm ridiculously busy on this tour, it's with a very special choir that I'm in so I'm going to be do a lot of workshops and performances over these past few days, while attempting to keep up with homework because... FINALS START IN TWO WEEKS!!!! I'm terrified. University is hard. But I love it. Anyways, on with the stinking story.

Kayou woke with a start the following morning to a horrifying scream...

Dear god it can't be morning already. Her mind was swimming with the terrifying images of her nightmares that had plagued her every night since her beloved sister's death. However, as she regained consciousness she realized she was right, it wasn't morning yet. In fact it was still pitch black. She slowly rolled over, her limbs felt like thick taffy being stretched over miles. She looked at the clock and attempted to register the time that the screen was displaying. She blinked a few times before reading what it had actually said. "12:17". She whispered out loud. That was the time, the exact time that her sister had died. The only reason she knew this was because it was in a public area and there was a large display clock that stood in the parking lot where she had been when it happened. At first, the sound of the gunshot had shocked her so much she didn't even realize that her sisters blood was sprayed on her face. Her eyes were wide in her head and the only thing she could see was "12:17". She whispered it again to herself. That time had haunted her both in and out of her dreams.

Finally after a few moments of lying in bed, completely shocked as if the whole thing was happening all over again, Kayou realized by the constant beeping that screeched in her ear that it was actually her alarm that had woken her up and not her nightmare. Why the hell did my alarm go off? Especially at this time!

Her mind wandered over the possibilities of why this incident had occurred yet she regrettably came short of any solution. The creaking sound of the building made her stomach churn and flip in knots and she began to feel her heart racing. Fuck, another panic attack.

Her heart raced as she tried to calm herself down, but the sudden knock on her door really didn't help. Kayou jumped and very nearly screamed. What the fuck?!?

She hesitantly got out of bed and didn't even bother to put on her night robe to answer the door. She was startled to see a pair of fierce lavender eyes focused on her. She couldn't speak. Those were definitely the eyes that had followed her. "Are you okay?" the eyes asked her gently. Her mouth wouldn't even open to let her speak. Even if it had, she didn't have anything to say to him. Kayou stood there, as still as a board in the doorway, barely even contemplating what to say. The eyes asked again, "Are you okay?", still gentle, with a hint of worry seeping through. Without even realizing, Kayou whispered so softly it was nearly inaudible, "You...". Her thoughts were screaming within her mind yet she couldn't seem to make sense of any of them. Her initial reaction was immediate and extreme hatred. The lavender eyes seemed to understand her. They seemed to recognize all that she was feeling inside, and yet they showed no remorse, no regret at all. But one thing that they did show was comfort.

Kayou nearly lashed out right at the man who was standing before her. Yet oddly enough she couldn't bring herself to do it. Her fists clenched tightly by her side and she couldn't stop the tears that began to fill her eyes at the terrible thought of her beautiful sister, lying lifeless on the cold cement, blood gushing through the gaping wound. "You, you fucking killed her!!!" Kayou screamed and through herself at the man, she didn't even know his name.

Instead of feeling her fists collide with the man, or the empty air due to a swift dodge, Kayou quickly found her face pressed into a hard, warm chest... As soon as she realized her situation, her gasp filled the hall and she pushed herself immediately back. Tears were no longer restrained and were flowing freely down her soft cheeks. The lavender eyes seemed to glow within the darkness of the dead hallway. Kayou sobbed deeply as she debated what to do next. "It's not what you think". The eyes said softly, half trying to convince her and half compassionate. Kayou didn't know what to believe, nor did she care. She screamed again, "YOU FUCKING KILLED MEGUMI!!!" Her scream quickly turned into an uncontrollable sob and Kayou fell to her knees. Barely a second had passed by when Kayou felt the warm, strong arms wrapping around her.

"I promise, it isn't what you think." The voice repeated gently. Kayou noticed how soft it was, yet firm and reassuring. For some unknown reason, she decided to believe him, if only for that moment. She couldn't bring herself to speak, for her anguish was too great for words. Instead she found herself wrapped tightly in the arms of a man that killed her beloved sister. Yet she couldn't find a single place in the world she'd rather be. His arms were warm and strong, they comforted her on a level she could have never imagined. His breath on her hair sent shivers down her spine. What is this? Kayou couldn't understand what she was feeling. She hated him more than any other person in this world, yet she never wanted him to let go of her.

The feeling was mutual. Zero had known all along who she was, and what had happened that fateful night. But most importantly he knew what had really happened.

-Sigh-, I know this chapter is really short, and really not that good. But that's because exams are coming up in university and I was just on tour for six days with my choir. So I couldn't really do too much while I was there, and then as soon as I got home university kicked me in the butt and said GET THEE BACK TO WORK SLAVING STUDENT OF MUSIC! So I sort of through this together because I don't want to forget about my STORY!!! It keeps me sane actually. Having something extra curricular to do that doesn't have to do with music. Anyways, I'm venting once again. But I do want to thank you guys for the reviews, they are GREATLY appreciated. Keep them coming! Thanks guys! Hopefully after exams are over (in about three weeks) I'll be able to write a whole bunch over Christmas break!

-Ciao

P.S- I'll be posting links on my profile if you wanna take a peak at my choir. :)