A/N: Thanks to everyone who's reading and reviewing! I can guarantee there will be no sparkling vampires and plenty of Naomily. Apologies for how long it's taken me to update, I'm juggling a few stories and training a new team at work so a day off is a rare thing at the moment.

"Took a shine to Red haven't ya?" Cook grinned as Naomi's gaze travelled to the window of her classroom for the umpteenth time since they had made their way to the roof to have a sly smoke. The fair skinned vampire blushed. "She's a good kid is Emilio."
"Not my type then?" Naomi teased as she flicked away what was left of her cigarette over the edge of the roof.
"Nah, we both know it's the bad boys you like babes." He winked at her as he finished his own and flicked the butt. "I've missed you like crazy…"
"I missed you too. I just…I promised Gina-" Cook shrugged her off and pulled her in for a tight hug.

"Water under the bridge Blondie, yeah? Come on, bell's about to go. Time to pretend to be like everybody else." Cook meant it as a joke, but in truth that was all they ever did. Pretended to be something they weren't. "I'd offer you something to get you through it but…" He pulled out a hipflask and the smell of human blood assaulted her senses, making her lips water. "I don't have any of that pig shit."
"It's not so bad." It was a lie, but it was something she had to tell herself every day. She couldn't fall off the wagon. Human blood could never again be an option for her.

Of course that was easier said than done, and in the decades since she had stopped feeding on humans she had never been as tempted by one of them as she was by Emily Fitch. They all sat huddled around one of the tables in the canteen, Emily had chosen the seat beside Naomi and her thigh was pressed up against the blonde's. Naomi could feel every beat of her heart through the contact and it was driving her nuts. She was thirsty and her mind was all over the place. She felt her fangs straining against her gums, begging for the sweet release that would come from sinking them in to the sweet soft flesh of Emily's neck.

"Naomi." Cook recognised the distant look in her eye and tried to take her mind off of her hunger. "You out tonight? Me and you, out on the town, what do you say? Show these pussies how it's done?"
"Some other time Cook." The blonde mumbled, too distracted by Emily's quickening pulse to pay much attention to him. The sweet symphony of the little redhead's pounding heart was all that consumed her attention.
"Oh come on Blondie-"
"I'm not feeling well, ok?" She snapped at him a little more harshly than she had intended, but he was used to her mood swings and it was like water off a duck's back.

"Are you ok?" Emily put her hand on the blonde's shoulder, her face full of concern as she leant in close, her scent washed over the already barely restrained vampire.
"I have to go." Naomi stood up so quickly she knocked her chair over.
"Freak." Katie sneered as she fled from the table.

Naomi collapsed against the sink and splashed water on to her face to try and calm down. Her knuckles were white from how hard she was gripping the sink and she eventually had to let go as she felt the porcelain crack. "Naomi?" She jumped as Emily appeared behind her, her hand found its way to her shoulder again and the hunger in the pit of her stomach roared its ugly head. She clamped her eyes shut as she bit back a growl. "Are you ok"

"Fine. Cramps." She lied as she clutched her stomach, trying to ignore just how delicious the other girl smelled. "I'll be ok in a minute."
"Nightmare. Here, I've got some aspirin-" Emily began digging around in the big orange bag she had over one shoulder.
"Thanks, but I don't take pills." Naomi put her hand over the smaller girl's to stop her rummaging through her bag, but pulled it back just as quickly. The touch had sent Emily's heart racing.
"They're painkillers, not Acid." Emily smiled up at her with her big brown eyes, the epitome of innocence, unaware of the effect she was having on the blonde.
"Shame, acid always cures my cramps." Naomi chuckled as she discreetly took a step back, putting a safer distance between them.

"Here." Emily rummaged in her bag again and pulled out a bar of chocolate. She broke it in half and handed the biggest piece over to the blonde with a sheepish smile. "Chocolate cures everything." Naomi forced a smile as she swallowed the sickly sweet chocolate. Her stomach churned in protest as she continued to deny it the nourishment it really wanted. She couldn't even slip away to feed as Emily followed her out of the bathroom and fell in to step with her.
"So are you going out with Cook tonight?"
"Probably not, still got loads of unpacking to do."

"Oh, well we should go out for a drink sometime…when you've finished unpacking."
"Yeah, sure. Here." She pulled out a pen from her bag and took hold of Emily's arm, she wrote her mobile number down, smirking as she felt the other girl's heart racing ten to the dozen. "I've got stuff to do, catch you later, yeah?"
"Yeah. See you." She was aware of Emily's eyes following her all the way up the corridor until she disappeared around the corner. The second she was clear she raced to Kieran's classroom to pick up the flask of blood she had stashed in one of his filing cabinets. She greedily drained the flask dry, yet she still felt famished once it was empty. The pig's blood left her as unsatisfied as the chocolate she had forced herself to eat. Something far sweeter to eat came to mind and she once again found herself thinking about Emily Fitch. She contemplated going home early, but she knew it would just worry Gina. They needed to blend in and go unnoticed. Truants were noticed.

At least she had Sociology in the afternoon. She could get through that class in her sleep. She had been studying social interaction since the birth of the modern world and had even met Durkheim and Marx. By the time she found the classroom she was looking for most of the class were already there, including Emily; who conveniently had her bag sat on the seat beside her, saving it for the blonde. Though the pig's blood had far from satisfied her thirst it had at least quelled it and she could sit next to the little redhead without the urge to pounce on her. Well not for her blood anyway.

"We read this last week." Emily sighed as she reread the same passage of her textbook twice. They had been set the task of reading a chapter of the text book and then discussing it amongst themselves while their so-called teacher sat at her desk clearly nursing a hangover.
"You can never read too much Talcott Parsons." Naomi teased, earning a playful eye-roll from the other girl.
"You're such a nerd."
"Nerds are sexy." Naomi winked at her, smirking as Emily blushed and ducked her head to carry on reading.
"I give up." Emily re-read the same paragraph again and closed her book over before shoving it in her bag. "Fancy getting out of here?" Emily nodded slyly towards the door.
"What did you have in mind?" Naomi knew she was skating on thin ice. Skipping out on a lesson on her first day would certainly get her noticed, and going anywhere alone with the little redhead was just tempting fate; but then again their teacher was half comatose at her desk and probably wouldn't notice them slipping out anyway, and Naomi was hardly a new-born; she was fairly certain she could control herself around the other girl.
"I could take you for that ride?"

Emily didn't wait for answer. She silently slipped out of her seat and crept over to the door, managing to slip out unnoticed. Naomi followed her lead and found her waiting expectantly on the other side of the door. "Come on." Emily took her hand, their fingers entwining perfectly as the smaller girl dragged her down the corridor and out in to the car park. Once they reached the moped Emily let go of her hand and pulled a single helmet out from the storage box on the back, she tried to hand it to Naomi, but the blonde shook her head.

"You wear it. I don't want to mess up my hair." In truth if they were to crash Naomi would probably walk away unscathed, and even if she was hurt it wouldn't be anything a good feed wouldn't be able to cure.
"Ok. Hold on tight though." Emily climbed on the scooter first and Naomi didn't need to be told twice to climb on behind her and wrap her arms around her slim waist. Emily's skin was warm to the touch as her shirt ridded up and exposed the soft skin below to Naomi's curious fingers.

Naomi's own skin was warm and soft to the touch. Contrary to popular belief vampires were not cold stone like creatures without a pulse. The only time a vampire's body would be noticeably cold would be when it was starving. In a similar way to the torporific survival process, something that bats could induce in their bodies, she could lower her metabolism, temperature and even heart rate in order to conserve energy until she could feed again. Living on pig's blood was a poor substitute for human blood and it meant vampires like her had to feed more often than Sanguivores who fed on humans. Naomi found herself needing at least a cup of blood a day to function properly. There had been more than a few times she had been caught short and had found her natural survival instincts kicking in. One advantage of a diet mainly consisting of blood though was that her weight had barely fluctuated in all the time she had been a vampire.

Emily stopped the moped outside of a café on a quiet street not far from the college. She expected the tiny girl to order a coffee, but once they were inside she asked the waitress for a plate of chips. Naomi politely declined when she offered to share them. "Where exactly do you put it? You've just had lunch!" The blonde teased as Emily tucked in to the pile of chips on her plate and washed them down with a milkshake.
"My dad owns a gym. I have a pretty fast metabolism from working out." She shrugged her slender shoulders and Naomi found herself discreetly scrutinising the other girl more closely. It was warm in the café and so Emily had removed her shirt, which left her sitting in a low cut vest top revealing well-toned arms. Contrary to her initial observation of Emily's slight build she realised the other girl clearly worked out. There was definitely some muscle definition to her upper arms, but it wasn't too over the top and it suited her small frame.
"It shows." Naomi complimented as she appraised her a little more openly. A delicious blush spread over Emily's pale cheeks once again.

"Nothing like a good workout to start the day." The other girl shot back with a cheeky grin.
"I wouldn't know. I don't really exercise." Vampires were naturally stronger than humans, and it took very little for them to keep up their bodies. Naomi could hold her own against any human, and even most vampires, so she had very little need to train her body, especially since she had given up hunting.
"Well you can't tell." Emily's eyes raked over the other girl in a less than subtle fashion. "You should come by the gym sometime. I can give you some personal training."
"I might just do that."

They passed the afternoon in the café, exchanging small talk and drinking far too much coffee. It was almost dark outside when Emily's phone began ringing. She sighed as she checked the number that flashed up on screen. "Hi Dad…yeah, I know…I'm coming, ok? Sorry." She hung up and pocketed her phone. "Sorry, I've got to go. Can I drop you off somewhere?"
"I think it would be quicker if I walked home." Naomi laughed as Emily playfully shoved her in response on the way out the door.
"Hey, don't dis my ride. She's a beauty."
"She is." Naomi caught Emily's gaze and couldn't stop herself from stepping forward and kissing the smaller girl.

Though it was Naomi who initiated the kiss it was Emily who took charge as she pressed up against the blonde, pushing her up against her moped. "Sorry." Emily was breathless as she finally pulled away and her heart was pounding against her chest, taunting Naomi's already almost unbearable hunger. "I don't know what it is about you that just makes me lose it." Naomi knew all too well what she was talking about. There was some sort of unexplainable bond between them that had Naomi's head spinning every time the little redhead was around.
"I'm not complaining." Naomi pressed another quick kiss to Emily's lips, forcing herself to pull back. "Catch you later, Ems."