I entered the Hunters' Association with Yagari on Sunday as I looked around. There were men looking at me like I was food, except for one in the corner who was giving me a nasty lick of the lips. I turned my back on them as Yagari started walking. I walked close behind as I looked around; I'd only ever been here once before to retrieve my records. "So. When was I gonna get to know I was screwing a student?" he said. I shrugged tediously as I flipped some hair out of my way. "When you decide to try and give up on me. If you can get me through it I'll consider ending it," I sighed. He took me to a small white room, where a young man sat in a metal chair in wait. "Cross, Kaito Takamiya. Kaito, Yuki Cross," Yagari introduced us as the man turned to us. His dull hazel eyes trailed me as I stared back at him still following Yagari.

"I thought you said you had standards, old man," Kaito said. She rolled her eyes. "One of Zero's friends, I presume," I said as I looked at Yagari. He took out an old camera as he looked to Kaito. "I did. And I also used to have dignity," Yagari groaned. I crossed my arms as he unlocked a door and stood aside to let me in. I went in to see a room full of weapons. "Don't get too excited, it's an offer to trade your worthless artemis in for something a little better," Yagari said as he leaned in the doorway. I turned to him, staring him down for a moment before taking my artemis leg brace off and setting it on the wooden table as I wandered the room.

My eyes searched the walls before I paused. Didn't see anything to do me justice. I simply turned to Yagari and smiled.

"I can go without one."

I haven't been to classes in weeks. I told Kaien I had things bigger than my education to worry about for now.

She fell to the ground covered in sweat as she panted heavily. "Get up," Kaito snapped. She took a breath as her body shook with it and then somersaulted backwards onto her feet as he swung on her with a sword. She ducked it and kicked the back of his calf, causing him to trip over his feet. He caught himself with his sword.

Yesterday I looked in the mirror. My arms were not the sticks they used to be, my tight stomach was chiseled, my legs were strong, and my chest was immaculately hewed; all to the point where I'd made every hunter in that place bite their tongues. My training was at it's end.

She dodged Kaito's lunge and grabbed the blade of the sword, pulling it from his grasp and kicking him back. He refused to lose; she tossed the sword off to the side as he made a grab for her neck, she grabbed his wrist and kneed his stomach. He grabbed the back of that knee and forced her onto the ground, pinning her by her neck. She drew blood from his wrist as she strived to breathe. "If you want to breathe, then fight me like you mean it," Kaito hissed. She growled as she dug her shoe into his crotch and then dodged his swing. She got up grabbing his shirt in her arch position and threw him to the ground at her feet. She struggled to swallow as she put her foot on his chest to keep him down. She shook somewhat fiercely as sweat fell from her chin and neck like a rain cloud loomed over her head.

I finally had something to get me through every passing day. It wasn't just happy pill magic anymore, it was the thought of being able to fight for myself. Not having to think twice about handling a weapon or about my words. I was raised in a Puritan lifestyle, as a peacemaker by my parents...continued by Kaien. I was being held back.

Yagari came onto the mat, clapping slowly as she let Kaito go. "I have to say, I'm impressed with myself," Yagari smirked. She didn't even crack a smile. "You were just a bratty little string bean and-" "Now she's still a brat," Kaito interrupted. Yuki rolled her eyes. "Come with me," Yagari said as he gestured her to the door. Yuki took her jacket as she followed him to a room next door.

I was capable of much more than anyone thought. I knew it, Yagari knew it...and so will that man.

It had cement walls and bullet marks like the training room. "It's picture time, smile!" Kaito said sarcastically. Yuki just watched as Yagari took out an old looking camera. "What's the camera for?" Yuki asked in a the low tone she obtained. "We need a picture so we can put you on file in case you attempt to use anything you've learned in here against innocent and/or monarchial vampires or any innocent citizen. Just so we know we don't have a mental patient on our hands," he explained. Kaito scoffed. "Serial killer. The girl reminds me of a lion cub; she may have the skills Yagari but she doesn't even know how to hunt for herself yet. She's a good girl," he said, crossing his arms.

Yuki took a deep breath as she walked into the shooting spot of the camera. "Then let's make it a picture to remember," she said. Yagari and Kaito's eyes widened. She removed her loose shirt from her slim torso, followed by her bra.

I was not your little girl, not your princess, not your lamb for slaughter.

She messed up her hair as Yagari tried not to stare and Kaito took in every second's worth of this moment.

I was a child raised in fear...and a woman to be born in blood.

Her hair tangled and rippled over her left eye as she looked to the side and then at the camera. "Take it," she sighed, placing her hand on her hips.