It was dark by the time I got back to the Academy, and late, after one in the morning, according to my cell phone. I also noticed that I didn't have a single missed call, or text message. Apparently, no one cared where I'd been all day or cared if I'd been murdered.
Strangely, with everything that had happened outside of school today-changing my hairstyle, meeting that strange and handsome boy, having my very first kiss with said stranger-there was only one thing I was thinking of. Or rather, one person. I guess you could say that we sort of had some unfinished business to take care of. Of course, if I was this person, I'm sure I would strongly disagree with myself. I would probably want nothing to do with me.
As a prefect-and the Headmaster's daughter-I had a master key to the school building. It unlocked every door in the school. I also I one for each of the separate Dorms; the Sun and the Moon. They unlocked all the separate dorm rooms. So I guess you could say you didn't really want to get on my bad side. Though, no one really made much of an effort to stay on my good side. Not that I was the type of person to really steal anyone's belongings.
My first stop after getting back on campus-and after realizing what I needed to do, what I wanted to do-was the school's infirmary. I don't know why I thought she'd still be there. It was late. There was no way the nurse was still in office. And there was also no way that anyone would let a student remain in the school on their own, whether they were sleeping in the infirmary or not. That was just asking for trouble.
But I checked all the same, after all, you never know. And there was no harm in checking. I was in no hurry, it wasn't like she was going anywhere. Not tonight, at least. It was late, after all.
The key slipped in the lock easily. I knew exactly which key went to which building. I grew up here, after all. I've spent years locking and unlocking these doors. The school was dark inside. I doubted there was anyone left in here. No teachers, and defiantly no students. I wasn't too worried about the Night Class students either. If they didn't get out early-which they almost always did for some reason-my presence wouldn't be strange to them, on the off chance that I happened to run into anyone. They were always to remain in their designated classrooms. There was always the off chance that the Headmaster was creeping around the halls. He was sometimes known to stay in his office till pretty late. I discovered when I was still pretty young that he and Kaname would have these strange little get-togethers. I also discovered that my presence wasn't very welcome during those private conversations. I never knew what they were talking about in their meetings. My father had a strange way of knowing exactly where I was at all times. But not only that, there was Kaname's inhumanly sharp senses that made eavesdropping practically impossible. He could always hear me sneaking around the corners.
The infirmary was empty, the few beds sat made and vacant, as if no one had ever been in there to begin with. As I had expected they would be. But that didn't really matter. There was only one other place she could be.
"Done slacking off?"
I slammed the infirmary door the rest of the way shut-being startled-meaning to close it quietly. I spun around violently, pressing my back against the door to face the intruder.
Zero was leaning against the wall behind me, watching me intently, arms folded across his chest, face hidden in shadows.
I took a deep breath to steady my racing heart before addressing him. "I haven't been slacking off, Zero. I would never take that away from you." I mocked. I cleared my throat before stepping forward and turning my back to him, rolling my eyes at his accusation. I locked the infirmary door and walked past him, determined to finish what I had started.
"Where've you been, Yuuki? The Headmaster was worried." he asked, ignoring my jab.
He couldn't have been that worried. My phone didn't ring once since I'd been out. Truth was I wanted the Headmaster to worry a little. He had really hurt my feelings with the way he blamed me for everything that had happened earlier. I wasn't going to tell Zero that, though. He'd probably tell me that I was being a selfish crybaby and that it really was my fault and I needed to get over it.
It didn't surprise me that Zero didn't notice my new hairstyle-not that I was expecting him to compliment me. It was dark in the building, but he never paid attention to me anyways. I could probably shave myself bald, tattoo my entire scalp to look like a brain and Zero still wouldn't notice.
"None of your business. I'm going to finish my rounds. Leave me alone." I didn't need him getting in the way.
I was surprised that he actually complied, leaving it at that.
On my way to the Sun Dorm I ran the scenario where Arisa's parents had already swooped in to rescue her through my head. Worrying the conversation over in my mind that they had already had with my father. Blaming me for being an imbalanced danger to everyone around me. Demanding expulsion from the Academy and commitment to some mental hospital. She didn't scare me, but my father was really worried about this whole affair. The Headmaster's reputation was perfectly flawless-as far as I knew. And so was this Academy's, that I did know. He's always talked about how this place had always been his dream, this school. Of course only a select few of us knew about the whole human-vampire-pacifism thing being his real dream. How he wanted coexistence. He didn't disserve all the stress I was sure to have caused him. This was my problem, after all. And I would solve it on my own for once.
I unlocked her door and slipped quietly inside, making sure no one else was in the hallway to see me going in. I knew what her room number was before I came here. I was a prefect, after all. Part of my duties were performing dorm inspections. Her roommate was sound asleep, even snoring lightly. They both were. I wasn't really counting on her roommate being here, I didn't think that part entirely through. I didn't really think any of this through. I was kind of here on impulse. I had never broken into someone's room to threaten them before. Of course she'd have a roommate, everyone here does. As long as I was careful...
I locked the door behind me before moving to Arisa's bed, just in-case one of them did wake up and possibly screamed, causing one of the other students to come running. Her face was so swollen. Her lower lip was cut down the middle, her left eye was bruised black. There was a cut on her forehead-most likely from when she hit the floor. As I looked her over though, I found that I still didn't feel remorse for what I had done to her, no matter how horrid she looked on the outside, I knew she looked a million times worse on the inside-she was worse on the inside. In my heart she still deserved every bit of what she got.
I covered her mouth with my hand before straddling her, over the covers-wanting to make sure she couldn't get away from me for a second time, and wanting to make sure she didn't scream and wake up the whole Dorm. Her eyes snapped open and she lurched, trying immediately to sit up and get away from the sudden, unknown intrusion. But I held her firmly in place, pressing her into the mattress. When she saw that it was me, she froze, her eyes locked with mine, widening. Fear, she looked afraid of me. Good, I thought to myself. She should be.
"You look like, Hell." I whispered, smiling sweetly down at her. "I hope I didn't wake you?" of course I did, obviously she had been sleeping. I knew I did and she knew I did. But I was calling the shots now. She wouldn't torment me anymore. Now it was my turn. "I know it's late, but I thought we could talk, you know, about what happened, before. We didn't really get a chance to finish our conversation from earlier. You see, I've been having a really hard time sleeping...tonight. I'm sure you understand why?" She tried to talk but I pushed down harder on her mouth. She probably had some smartass comeback to throw at me. She wasn't talking now. "Don't interrupt me. Don't you know it's rude to interrupt someone when they're speaking..." I cleared my throat. "Now, I remembered something...something that happened quite awhile ago." I said, almost nostalgically, as if I were remembering something really fondly. Arisa and I had shared no fond memories. "It was during our first year of high school. Do you remember that far back? You did hit your head pretty hard today, after all." She just stared at me, eyes wide. "Anyway, I've never had many friends, not like you did, still do. You always had a way of getting anyone to come to your side. Even though you're a total bitch. I don't know how they don't see it. Anyway, I was taking a shower after P.E. class, like everyone else. We were running laps that day, I remember it so perfectly. It was so hot out. I remember feeling so exhausted. You had come into my stall with two of your friends, you always have two other girls with you, following you around where every you go like shadows, like minions. It's gross and weird. Coming into the shower with me like that while I was completely naked, dripping with water and suds, I didn't know what to think in such a situation. You had grabbed me by my hair and shoved my face against the wall-even though we were both naked, you had no problem touching my body, pressing yourself against it." I cringed at the image of her bare flesh flush against mine. "You whispered low in my ear that since I'm used to whoring myself around campus anyway, I might as well continue on doing so without any clothing. And then you threw my clothes into the water, laughing as I tried to gather them all up before they could get completely soaked." I shook my head. "I don't understand why you think I'm a whore. I've never done anything to justify such actuations-" I caught myself. I didn't have to explain myself to her. "I hate you." I seethed, shoving her down harder into the mattress. That had been so humiliating. I had never felt more vulnerable and exposed than I did in that moment. Recalling it made my eyes momentarily fill with tears. I had been so embarrassed. I had to wear my P.E. uniform back to the dormitory-even though it was drenched in sweat and covered in dirt-and borrow one of Yori's spare uniforms. Everyone I walked passed looked at me because my clothes smelled bad and looked filthy. Then I received detention for showing up late to class. I hated her even more for giving me these horrible feelings, for making me feel hatred, for having so much power over me. "This is getting boring. I'll get straight to the point, I'd hate to waste anymore of your time. Though I'm sure you know there were many people who witnessed me beating the absolute shit out of you this morning, you must know that there are some people who have no incident this even occurred." Obviously I was referring to her parents here. "And I swear to whatever the fuck you believe in, if you open your lying whore mouth and speak of it again I will drag you to Hell." a bit dramatic on my part. But it seemed that the pointed got across. She literally shivered under my hands, trembling from a mental image I couldn't see but was hoping she wouldn't soon forget. I knew she wouldn't be bothering be again. "I'm leaving. Let me know if you have any questions. Sleep well."