I updated again! Yay! I got a wireless keyboard for Christmas, so now I can type more easily. Be expecting faster updates now! This chapter is good[I think], so feel free to criticize and/or tell me how great it is.


True to Alexander's request, I slept well that night. I woke up feeling better than I had in ages, the dark circles under my eyes lessening slightly. There was a certain glow in my appearance, though even I couldn't identify it. Alexander was over more often, as if he was trying to keep me from my fear. I appreciated it greatly.

"It's Saturday!" I whined when he finished outlining our plans for the day. "Can't we play a game instead of doing linear equations?" I pouted.

"Ana-Marie, don't make that face." He pleaded. "You know that you have to learn this if you want to succeed."

"I'm planning on working in a mental asylum. All I need to know is measurements, the human mind, and how to keep my emotions under control. I'll never need to know how to find the slope of a line or how to graph."

"You'll need to know how to do your taxes and manage your money, though."

"And I can do that quite well." I huffed. "I have a savings account, college funds, and I'm planning on getting a part-time job. Besides, who do you think does my father's taxes? Certainly not him."

"He probably gets someone to do it for him. My parents-"

"Nope! I do them for him!"

"Yes, I'm very proud of you, but we still need to focus on other things besides mathematics. There's History, Reading, Physics, Biology-"

"Arg!" I groaned, flopping back onto the couch. "Can't I get a break? You don't have to do this stuff."

"Yes, but I've gone through it all before."

"Then you have to agree with me that it's boring! Didn't you ever want a free day?"

"I did, but I never got it. The only free days I have are Sundays."

"No wonder you're so boring." I grumbled, pouting again. Alexander gave a great sigh and closed his eyes.

"Fine." He agreed.

"Really?"

"Yes." I jumped up, twirling and shouting as I did my own little jig. "But only if you exchange today for Sunday."

"What?" I asked, incredulous. "You mean I have to give up my Sunday for today?"

"Yes. It's only fair. You have to learn this all sooner or later."

"I'd prefer later." I grumbled in defeat. "If I give up Sunday for today, will you take me into town?"

"I would love to, but I can't." He threw a nervous glance to the window, shielded by heavy curtains.

"What? Allergic to the sun?"

"Not exactly, but close."

"Vampire." I mumbled under my breath.

"What?" His eyes seemed frantic for a moment, until I smiled.

"Nothing, nothing." I smirked. "Vlad."

"Alright, quit calling me names and name your game."

"Let's tell secrets." I declared happily.

"That's a girls' game."

"In case you haven't noticed, I am a girl."

"Fine. We'll tell secrets." He conceded, hands up in defeat. "You first, though."

"Okay!" I placed my finger to my chin and thought for a moment. "I'm also afraid of Marilyn Manson."

"What? Really?" He asked in surprise. "Why?"

"I said we'd share secrets, not the reasons behind them."

"Okay, okay." He drew in a deep breath before letting it out. "I once had a crush on a girl, but it turned out she was a lesbian."

"Whoa!" I exclaimed. "That's deep! You just said that so I would have to tell an equally deep secret, didn't you?" He smiled slyly.

"Possibly."

"Hmm…Let's see." I searched my brain. "I've never had a boyfriend before."

"Seriously?" His jaw was almost hanging open in surprise.

"Yep. Never had one."

"Then, you've never been kissed before either?"

"Nope." I smiled widely. "There's plenty of time, though. I'm only seventeen! So, what about you? Ever had a girlfriend?"

"Yes." His face took on a distant look. "She was everything I could have asked for; spunky, dark, macabre…" The look on his face…Whoever this girl was, I could never compete with her. "She left me, though. For a friend of mine."

"How awful." I apologized. "I would never do that." He looked up at me, eyes eager, and I blushed. "I-I mean…you know, if we ever went out. Which is a low possibility. I mean, we're so different." I fumbled for excuses, trying to make it seem like I didn't really care.

"Yes. There are many differences between us, but only one matters." He leaned his head against the back of the couch, brown eyes closing as if he was in pain.

"Oh? Which one?" I was a little miffed to say the least. Sure, there were a lot of differences between us, but what one could matter so much to keep us apart. Not that I wanted us to be together…Maybe.

"Since we're telling secrets, I want you to know something about myself. And my family." He leaned forward and I was afraid he was going to say his family was a bunch of law breakers running away from the authority, but nothing could have prepared me for what he whispered into my ear.

"A vampire?" I scoffed. "Yeah, okay Alexander. And I'm part elf." I rolled my eyes. "This is a serious conversation, not a-"

"I am serious!" He defended. "Ask your father. He knows!"

"Okay, I'll play along." I frowned. "So, hypothetically, if you're a vampire and my dad knows, then why don't I? Hypothetically speaking."

"You know now."

"First of all, creatures such as vampires do not exist outside of horror stories. Second of all, if you were a vampire, you wouldn't be able to come out in the sun. Which, obviously, you do every morning."

"Have you ever noticed I come before the sun rises and leaves after it sinks?"

"Yeah, but that's just because we're usually not done with our lessons until late."

"Even on free days, have you noticed I only come over after the sunset?"

"So?" He sighed in exasperation.

"I'll prove it to you."

"Go ahead and try." I leaned back, arms crossed. He smiled, his teeth pearly white. Next thing I knew he had given me a paper cut. "Ouch! Alexander!" I screeched, placing my injured finger in my mouth. I raised my head to glare at him, only to discover his eyes had taken on a red tint. He smiled once more, exposing elongated canines. I scrambled up from my spot, bleeding finger still in my mouth. I ran to the archway leading into the next room, but Alexander beat me there. "H-How did you-"

"I told you already." He whispered, taking my finger from my mouth. "I'm a vampire." Delicately, he flicked his tongue out to taste the blood on my finger. He hummed deep in his throat, almost purring, as he sucked on the wound. Heat pooled in my stomach, not from fear but pleasure.

"Alexander!" I yelled in fright, pulling away from him. I hugged my body, my breathing coming in short gasps. Any minute now I would faint.

"Ana-Marie-"

"N-No! Stay away!" I took a step back, falling onto the coffee table by accident. Alexander rushed forward and lifted me up, holding me close to his body.

"I'm sorry." He murmured. "I didn't mean to scare you." I let out a choked sob, my face buried into his chest. I punched his chest half-heartedly.

"Idiot!" Tears poured from my eyes. "Don't scare me like that again or I'll never talk to you again!" I threatened, weakly hitting his chest once more before pulling away. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, wiping away the tears with the back of my hand. "Did you think I would hate you?"

"Yes." He admitted. "I didn't want to lose the small chance I had of being with you." I took his face between my hands and stared him straight in the eyes.

"Idiot." I stated before doing the unexpected; I kissed him. Right on the mouth. I kissed him with everything I was, pouring my feelings into the kiss. He kissed me right back, one hand holding the back of my head and the other around my waist. I loosely placed my arms around his neck, playing with his silky midnight hair. He pulled me closer to him until no space remained. I felt that if we got any closer our bodies would mold together. With a gasp, I pulled away. He rested his forehead on mine, both of our breathing labored.

"I guess you got that first kiss." He teased with a smirk. I rolled my eyes.

"Only you Alexander. Only you."

"Only me what?"

"Only you could take this perfect moment and ruin it by provoking me."

"Perfect moment?" He repeated. "You think it was perfect?" His eyes lit up like a kid's on Christmas morning.

"Maybe not to someone else, but to me it was." He leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine and kissing me leisurely. He pulled my bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on it softly. He pulled away again all too soon.

"Will you be mine?" He questioned, a blush forming on his cheeks.

"Of course." I responded naturally, as if I had been waiting my whole life just for this one person to ask me such a simple question. He kissed me again, almost possessively. "Okay, I get it. You like me." I laughed as I pushed his face away from mine. "But we still have a whole day to do stuff with and, as much as I'd like to, I don't really want to make-out with you all day. I want to do something else."

"How about I take you to all the major tourist attractions and make-out with you at each location." Witha roll of my eyes, I agreed.


Whoa! Looks like things progressed! Review and feel free to tell me how your holidays went! I love hearing funny stories about family. Like this one time when I went to my aunt's house when my cousins were there and my younger cousin, Damien, was eating a piece of chocolate cake. It fell on the floor so, naturally, we threw it in the garbage. My mom comes in and it like "Ah! What's this cake doing in the trash?!" And acted as if it was a crime. So we told her Damien had dropped it and she says "I would have eaten it right off the floor!" And, even though it wasn't that funny, we all laughed because, knowing how big a fan of chocolate my mom is, she probably would have done it.

Oh my gosh! I got the Vampire Knight DS game! It's so fun even though I have no clue what they are saying! Every time Kaname and Zero talk, I either pretend they're saying dirty things to each other or talking about the weather. I'm such a strange child.

Yours Truly,

fishycrackers A.K.A ilovegoldfishcrackers

P.S: No, I am not crazy. Well, maybe just a little...

P.P.S: What does P.P.S even stand for? Post-Post-Script or something?