I hope you enjoy this chapter. I don't have much to say here!

(this chapter was revised 7/9/15


"I don't remember falling in love with you. I just remember holding your hand realizing how much it was going to hurt when I would have to let it go."


Chapter 10

The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me

Amatsu was frozen. Her brain was having a hard time processing what was happening. Ichijou was kissing her. At first her lips were stiff with confusion, but to her surprise she started kissing him back.

This was definitely not right. This was not supposed to happen. She should have pulled away, but to her disgust she liked kissing. The kiss was soft and sweet, yet even through such a soft kiss Amatsu could sense his passion for her.

'What am I doing? This is wrong! This is all very wrong! What's this feeling I am getting?' her thoughts were a mess and she thought the butterflies were going to explode out of her stomach. She felt warm and tingly inside when he kissed her, and she wanted to hold onto this feeling she had never felt before.

Yet what she was doing was wrong on so many terms. She didn't want to taint him with her evilness. By committing such an act, she would have to pay a terrible price if anyone were to find out.

'I am a child of Satan. Created by humans own selfish needs. I am something that is not supposed to exist. My kind is outcasts in this cruel, cold world. If he were to know he wouldn't be treating me so gently right now."

Ichijou lifted his face and stared at Amatsu in the eyes. His green eyes shone brilliantly. 'If he knew… he wouldn't be looking at me like that. His kindness… I take it all for granted. Please… don't look at me like that. I can't bear it."

His hands moved to her cheek, and Amatsu realized that she was crying. Amatsu had never cried, she was as tough as nails. But she seemed to do a lot of it around him. "Amatsu," he said her name with such familiarity it made her shiver. "Why do you look so sad?"

Gritting her teeth, she spoke in a whisper. "Don't… don't waste your kindness on someone like me."

He took her hands into his and looked at her with an earnest expression. "Someone like you is very important to me. Amatsu I-

"STOP IT!" she screamed putting her hands over her ears. The tears fell like a waterfall. "JUST STOP IT! YOU SAY YOU CARE YET YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME! NOTHING OF THE PERSON I AM!"

"I don't care who you are! It still doesn't change the way I feel about you! Nothing will! If I could, I would shrink myself and sink through your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt."

She started shaking; a manic laugh made its way out of her mouth. She laughed crazily. "You say that now, but you will change your mind soon enough."

Without another glance in Ichijou's direction, she ran. No matter how much she tripped and fell, she just pulled herself up and kept running.

The madness inside her started building up and she could feel the seal starting to break. It wouldn't be long now; soon everything would go up in flames.

Sora's POV

Sora hadn't seen Shiki all day, which she found rather odd. She had become so use to him popping up out of nowhere that she almost enjoyed his company. When she was with Shiki, she could see a little grey in her world. It was just a spark, but it was there. By being near him, she had a better understanding of these things called 'feelings', which she found absolutely ridiculous.

Sora did not remember what it was like to feel. In her human life she had these 'emotions' but she had no memory of who she once was. None of them had memories of they're human lives. Although Sora had vivid dreams that seemed to be bits of pieces of her life as a human, she figured her ending wasn't happy.

She would be lying if she said that she wasn't the least bit curious of who she was. Yes, before she didn't care who she had been. That was her human life, and she would have said that humans were weak, so why bother remembering something so useless. But ever since she had spent time at the Academy, it was eating at her. She felt as if it was something important that she had to remember.

Lost in thoughts, Sora began to feel strange. Her head began to pound, and she swore she could hear ringing in her ear. Suddenly, the world around her began to seemingly glitch.

Everything was disorientating then coming back into view. Then it would do the same thing over and over again. Looking up, she saw a man standing at the door. His looked at her with such forlorn eyes. It was clear that he had suffered a lot. He held out his hand to her. "Please…come with….me. Hurry, we… don't…. have much…. Time…. Before…. they come." His voice was static-like and unclear. Yet it sounded so comfortingly familiar.

Unconsciously Sora slowly raised her hand to his. She reached for the man who was across the room. The room was silent. The ringing was gone. Sora was still in the same position with her hand raised to the spot where the mystery man had been.

It was like she had seen someone that had faded in time. It was such a distant memory yet it was still there. Could it have been one of the many humans she had killed? No, killing humans was too easy and she felt no shame. A human memory… could it be?

"I'm going crazy, human memories don't concern me. It must have been my imagination." Yet even though she spoke those words, she was having a hard time believing them.

It was then that she felt an odd pulse of energy. It would appear then quickly be suppressed again, almost like a heartbeat. It came in waves the gradually faded before another wave came again.

Sora's eyes widened realizing what it was. She had no time to fret over weird hallucinations. Running to the balcony, she gritted her teeth and jumped down. 'This is bad,' she thought. 'It's not yet time. Just what the hell are you doing, idiot.'

Yuki's POV

It was another day at the Academy and Yuki was doing her daily patrolling. The Night Class students were in class, and of course stalker Day Class girls would try to be sneaking a peak.

Even though everything was normal and going smoothly, she couldn't help but feel dread in the pit of her stomach; almost like something bad was about to happen. Shaking her head, she spoke to herself. "Come on! You're just being overly paranoid."

What she didn't know was that everyone else was feeling the exact same way.

The Headmaster stood at the window with a serious expression. "This feeling of uneasiness just won't go away. I sense that a storm is coming."

The Night Class was feeling just as uneasy. A silent tension hung in the air. Ichijou was still upset by what happened early in the day with Amatsu. He couldn't help but feel worried for Amatsu. It was like she was going to do something dangerously stupid.

A pulse of dark energy vibrated through the Night Class. Aidou was having a hard time drawing his crude pictures of Zero with such an odd presence. This presence greatly disturbed the Pureblood. Even Yagari Toga was having a difficult time teaching.

Yuki stopped at the water fountain and whipped around, pulling out Artemis. Amatsu stepped out of the trees and into the path. She tilted her head, "Yuki-chan?"

"A- Amatsu-chan, I thought you were a Night Class student."

She pointed, "what's with that rod thingy?"

This only caused her to tighten her grip, "oh this..?

Amatsu took a step forward, causing Yuuki to take a step back. She frowned, "what's wrong Yuuki-chan? You seem kind of jumpy."

'Why am I acting like this? Me and Amatsu are friends.' But a horrible feeling in her gut told her to run. "J- jumpy? I- I don't know what you're t- talking about."

Amatsu took another step forward and Yuuki took another one back. A cruel and taunting expression crossed Amatsu's face. One that was foreign to the Prefect. Amatsu was kind and always happy. She was never mean to anyone. She was always smiling and making Yuki laugh at the silly things she did. But the expression she had scared her.

"Oh, I see. So you're afraid of me," she said in a teasingly cold voice. "But why would you be afraid of me? I thought we were friends." Taking quick steps toward her, Yuuki stumbled back.

"O- of course I'm not afraid."

She gave Yuki a cold smirk. "Then why are you backing away? And why do you still have your vampire hunting weapon out? Please do indulge me."

Her eyes widened, "h-how do you know about vampires?" she raised her weapon defensively.

"Tsk, tsk, now dear is that any way to treat your friends?"

"Stay away!"

"And look," Yuki's eyes literally bulged as Amatsu suddenly appeared before her, gently grabbing her wrist. "You're shaking my dear."

She moved to swing Artemis at her friend but Amatsu just grabbed the silver rod in her hand. "W-why didn't it hurt you?"

Amatsu threw her head back and laughed. The laugh was sickingly sweet and cruel. "What a silly girl you are. Did you honestly think I was a vampire?" The amusement that danced across her face disappeared and was replaced by that of disgust. "How vile of you to even think such a thing. Are you trying to make fun of me?"

With a gentle push of her hand, Yuki went flying and skidded across the ground. She flinched and struggled to sit up. The concrete had torn through some of her uniform. She could hear the sound of footsteps coming toward her and was too afraid to look up.

"How pathetic," she sounded disappointed. "See, this is why I hate humans. They're such a weak race now aren't they? I simply detest your race and the vampires of course. The vampires are the only thing that stands in the way between us and world domination."

"W-who are you?"

Her footsteps were getting closer. "Who am I? Do you really want to know?"

The sound of a gun click was heard. "Don't you dare come any closer to her you filth."

Yuki's head snapped up. "Zero!"

He had the gun to Amatsu's head and had an expression of pure hate. But the brunette was calm; she didn't seem alarmed by this. "Why you sound like you hate me Zero. I'm only human," she mocked innocently.

He pressed the gun harder to her head. It did nothing to deter her. "Shut up!" he growled. "I don't know who or what you are, but don't you dare put your hands on Yuki!"

"Aww, how romantic. It looks like your knight in shining armor is here, Yuki dearest. Now, what are you going to do with me? Stand there with a gun to my head glaring at me all night? Or are you going to shoot me?"

"Kiryuu-san! Please put the gun down!" A smirk formed on Amatsu's lips as she felt the presence of vampires. She scanned them and recognized them to be Kaname's personal posse, including Takuma Ichijou, who furrowed his eyebrows. "What is going on here?"

"This girl," Zero growled, "she hurt Yuki."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Amatsu said earnestly.

"Don't play dumb with me!"

"It doesn't matter how mad you get Zero-kun. You don't have the balls to shoot me. Isn't that how your family died? You weren't strong enough to protect him. You were a big scaredy cat and was to afraid to pull the trigger."

"Shut up!"

She egged on, "or was it the fact that you valued your life more than your family?"

"I SAID SHUT UP!"

The sound of gunfire echoed around. Disturbing nesting birds as they took off blindly into the air.

"Zero, you didn't honestly think that was going to do anything did you?" she turned around and kicked him in the gut, sending him flying straight into a tree, going right through it.

She turned back to the others who stared at her wide eyed. "Now, I'm tired of suppressing my powers with this stupid seal. Shiru unlock," she whispered.

A blast of energy swirled around her as an unsettling aura settled around her. It was definitely not that of a human, but something entirely else, something so forbidden.

"So you finally show your true colors." Kaname approached the group with Ruka close behind. "At first I had my suspicions but now they have been confirmed."

She glared, "true colors? Oh you haven't seen my true colors yet. It's hard to do anything in this form that isn't mine." A bright light exploded and everyone had to shield her eyes.

What took her place was not the Amatsu they all knew. It was someone else entirely different.