Their Living Hell Chapter 9: The Point of No Return
Pig-chan – I'm a procrastinator. That's a given. Eh heh heh heh…*sweat drop* Anyways, gratitude to Liger24 and teeny vanskiver44 for favoriting this story. To Kairi Dewaal, thanks for story alerting this. And, uh, is anyone beginning to dislike Yuki?
"Waaaa~, I don't want to even think about the upcoming dance," Shiro sighed. She leaned against the doorway. "When are you going to get better? You've been in bed for weeks!" Shiro pouted. Neko grimaced at her sister's loud voice and coughed.
"I can't help it. How would you like it if you suddenly had energy sapped from your *cough cough* body?" Neko coughed out. She grabbed a glass off her table.
"Fine, I'll get the blood water. But then I have to go to class. You'll be fine on your own, right?" Shiro asked. Neko nodded feebly. Shiro walked out of the room, glass in hand.
"Come out," Neko ordered. The same raven flapped into her room. It cawed, and then landed onto the lamp on Neko's bed stand. Neko listened intently, nodding her head in agreement.
"Okay, so how much time do we have here? You don't know?" Neko shook her head. "Look, if I'm going, I need to know how much time I have. I need to spend one last day with my sister before I leave. Oh, and one last prank."
The raven listened intently, studying her. Neko spoke with so much admiration, especially towards her sister. It cawed suddenly, flapping its wings. Neko pulled out the chain around her neck, undoing the clasp. She placed it into a small red pouch. Motioning the raven to her, she held out the red pouch towards it.
"Please keep this. Give it to my sister when I'm gone," Neko whispered. A single tear rolled down her pale cheeks. Neko passed out, the raven flapping away into the horizon.
Shiro heaved out another sigh. She placed the glass onto the bed stand and put the covers on her sleeping sister.
"I'm off," she mumbled. Neko continued to sleep.
Shiro walked outside, trailing behind the Night Class students. She shielded her eyes, the evening light proving to be too bright.
"Kyaaa, I bet Ichijo-sempai will be a great dancer!" a girl yelled.
"No way, Aido-sempai~!" another girl yelled. A girl tried stepping past Zero.
"If you go even one step in front of me…I'll make you cry." Many girls stood cowering behind a glowering Zero. Shiro stopped to look at the girls before snickering at them. The girls glared at her, barely daring to push past the very scary Zero.
"Kyaaa! Zero-kun, protect me!" Shiro squealed. She gripped his arm until he shoved her off (which wasn't long).
"Don't touch me," he said coldly. He took a look at Shiro, only to see her smirking. His haunting dream came back to hit him hard. His Bloody Rose gun seemed like a very promising prospect.
"Nope! You're so cute, Zero. Don't you know? I'll just keep coming to bug you, Zero. You're my precious toy, and I have to break you. After all, toys are made to be played with. Bye Zero~!" Shiro skipped off towards the direction of the classroom building. She barely made it inside before Aido pulled Yuki in.
"Uhh, don't you think that's a bit much, Aido-sempai?" Shiro asked. He leaned towards the door, listening to the cries of the jealous Day Class girls.
"Urgh…it's the mating call of the fan girls," Shiro shivered. She walked over to Yuki and Aido. "Let her go already, or a certain silver-haired prefect will come after you," she warned. Aido paid no attention. He pressed his ear against the door.
"How cute," he mumbled. Yuki was struggling to get out of his grip.
"Yuki, don't try too hard, or you'll end up injured," Kaname said. Shiro rolled her eyes and mimicked his mouth moving, an act that was noticed by Aido. He was tempted to rip off the young girl's head off. Shiro stuck her tongue out at Aido. She turned to Yuki and made a waving motion with her hands.
"Have fun, Prefect-san~!" she chirped. The door busted open, an arm grabbing Yuki's.
"What are you doing getting captured?" he asked tersely.
"Ahh wait, Zero!" Yuki cried out. Shiro continued to wave.
"Bye bye Prefect-sans! Have a happy life together~," Shiro sing-songed. The aura in the room grew darker. Shiro turned towards the stairs, a content smiling gracing her lips. "What'd I do, Kaname-sama?" she asked, feigning shock. Ruka and Aido glared at her as Kaname went up the steps. They advanced on the younger vampire after Kaname was out of sight.
"Would it kill you to show respect to Kaname-sama? He is so much stronger than you, you pathetic excuse for a vampire. His level, his blood, it exceeds your own. He will kill you if you overstep your boundaries," Aido growled. Ruka nodded.
"Yes, it would kill me. I'd rather kiss that silver-haired prefect than bow my head down to that stuck-up, girly, cruel, thing you call leader. Oh, and Ruka-sempai," she walked up to the glaring Souen. "He's outta your league." She walked off in the direction of the classroom.
"I'm going to kill her," they both growled.
"It's so noisy today," Ruka sighed. Shiro rolled her eyes, still trailing behind the major Night Class students.
"Because the dance is soon," Kain replied, shooting Ruka a look. Now if looks could send messages…
"The dance is something to look forward to!" Ichijo smiled. Shiki disagreed. 'Honestly, why is it good?' Shiro thought to herself. She groaned. Not only did people hate her in the Night Class, but there weren't any people who suited her tastes. If she had any, anyways.
"Honestly, it's just a day in which girls can be annoying," Shiro raved. Ruka scoffed.
"Yes, but you do that on a daily basis. Don't you?" she sneered. Shiro raised an eyebrow, a crease forming on her forehead.
"Yes, but only to the hags," she responded, shrugging her shoulders. Ruka stomped off, giving Shiro time to saunter up to Kain.
"Stupid! You have to be more direct with this thick-headed woman! She's head-over-heels in love with the control freak Kaname! Make your move soon, buddy," Shiro ranted. Kain looked at her blankly. "Urgh! I give up." She stalked off.
"And this is the classroom the Night Class are using for classes," Yuki said. A girl stood behind her, her white uniform matching her pale skin. Her lilac eyes shone, gentle – yet a hidden feel deep within. Her silver hair was neatly done, a bun on the side of her head. She had enrolled in the middle of the year, arriving just now. Her existence would bother our two despairing souls.
"A mysterious transfer," Ichijo commented. Shiki looked at him.
"Are you talking about that book you read?" He took a bite off of two sticks of pocky. Shiro watched the small discussion, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. The Night Class was so amusing.
"Ahh! My chocolate pocky! I was planning of giving it to Kaname-sama!" Aido shrieked. Giggles erupted from two sides of the room, and eerily similar.
"Aha ha ha! Have you ever seen our Dorm President eat sweets? Pffft! I-I can't imagine that!" Shiro erupted into more fits of laughter.
"Ah, I'm so glad this class is so amusing~! Shouldn't class have started by now?" A girl sat on the desk of the teacher. Shiro stood up, an accusing finger pointed in the direction of the newcomer.
"Why the hell do you look like me?" she shouted.
"You…who are you?" Aido stuttered. She leapt past several stands. Shiro narrowed her eyes.
"Why can she fly like a fairy, but I can't? What the hell?" Shiro was ignored.
"By 'you', do you mean me?" she asked. An intense aura radiated off her pale form.
"Quit ignoring me! And stop being mean to him! I reserve that right!" Shiro cried indignantly. A book snapped closed.
"It would be wise for the new girl to introduce herself, Kurenai Maria," Kaname commented dryly. Maria glanced over at Kaname, and then flew to his side.
"I'm so sorry, Kuran…Kaname-sama!" She nuzzled his hand. "To meet a pureblood!" Ruka and Aido gasped. Shiro glared at the girl.
"What is WRONG with that girl?" she waved her arms in the air. "I'm surrounded by lunatics!"
"Nice to meet you," Kaname commented. Maria glanced up from his hands, shifting her eyes over the class.
"It seems like I've made the atmosphere bad," she sighed wistfully.
"Uh, no duh!" Shiro interjected. "I'm supposed to be the one everyone hates! Why, why, why must you take this position from me! Why?" Again, she was ignored.
"I should be absent for a bit longer, huh?" The door closed.
"Is this how I act? Wow, I'm annoying. I like her!" Shiro smiled. Ruka huffed.
"What's with that girl? And you?" Ruka directed her anger towards Shiro. Shiro simply hummed, turning her head to Ruka.
"What about me, Ruka obaa-chan?" she smiled sweetly.
"Leave her alone. If you continue to wrinkle your eyebrows, it'll stay on your face," Kain told Ruka. Shiro glanced over to Aido.
"Aido-chan's pouting~!" Shiro pointed out. The door closed once more.
The gun was pulled out from the jacket. The Cross girl covered the Kurenai girl, the Bloody Rose gun shone in the moonlight. And from a ledge of the academy, Aido stood watching.
"So you've noticed something messed up with that girl?" a voice noted. Aido stood his ground, but muttered a terse, "Hio-san."
"That's probably my mom's name," Shiro said. "So she's higher than me, blood-wise. And you. You're smart enough to figure out what she is, right?" Aido gave no response. Shiro continued to speak. "I don't get why she's so similar to me. Looks-wise, personality-wise, at least that we know of. Is she a…relative of mine? My…my head hurts. Goodnight, Aido-sempai. And thanks for at least hearing me out, even if you weren't really listening."
"So…scary…" Are you scared?
"Scared? Of what?" Then why did you say scary?
"If only you could see out the window…so many fan girls. Are you prepared?" Of course. I can still do things, even though I'm bedridden.
"And yet you haven't finished your homework." What can I say? It's stupid.
"Are you okay? You've been mumbling to yourself," Maria said. Shiro looked up at the eccentric silverette.
"Yeah. I have a sister who has a weak constitution. Kinda like you," Shiro said. Maria's eyes narrowed slightly.
"What's her name?" she asked. Shiro gave her a suspicious look.
"Nekohime. We call her Neko. Why?"
"Oh, no reason." Maria skipped off to bug Shiki. Everyone's eyes trailed onto her. The note was ripped from Rima's hands in a quick motion. She was sitting on the teacher's desk the next moment.
"Yagari-chan~! Where have you been?" Shiro scolded. Yagari gave her a passive look.
"Pipsqueak." Shiro giggled.
"Last time, you called me nuisance. Why do you keep calling me such horrible nicknames! That's it, I'm ditching!" Shiro attempted to run towards the door. Yagari gave her a pointed look. "Ah? Never mind, I'll stay!"
"I'm starting." In that time, glances were exchanged between the window, Maria, and Shiro. Glares were directed towards Maria and Shiro.
Okay. Cats, how well are you able to set up the trap?
Not well, mistress.
How are we supposed to do this then? Onee-chan was expecting a trap!
We will do our best, mistress.
Do I detect fear, cats?
N-no, mistress. We will begin right away!
She smirked to herself in the darkness.
A huge net lay under the grass with freshly cut grass littering the top. It was truly a sight to see. Under normal circumstances, the pavement on the side of the school building would be swept clean. However, this wasn't any normal circumstance. And, the Day Class girls were too busy chatting about the upcoming dance instead of watching where they walked.
"Kyaaa~! Aido-sempai," a girl sighed. Some girls within her group rolled their eyes.
"No way! Ichijo-sempai!" another girl squealed.
"Wild-sempai is so much better," a girl crowed. Several girls murmured in agreement. The group stepped on a pile of grass, something they didn't notice, before the trap sprung. At that moment, they girls became suspended in air, all kicking and screaming. They thrashed about, attempting to free themselves from their newfound confinement.
"Got ya~!" Shiro jumped out from behind a pillar. Neko popped out from the opposite pillar, a camera in hand. She snapped a few photos then sauntered over to her elder sister. They turned on their heels and walked away briskly.
"Hio!" the girls in the net screamed. The duo paid no mind to their screeching.
"Are you sure you should get out of bed?" Shiro asked. Neko was hunched over, hacking her lungs out (figuratively speaking). Neko shrugged, and dusted her skirt.
"We'll continue tomorrow. Promise?" Neko asked. She held out her pinky. Shiro nodded eagerly and hooked her pinky around Neko's.
"Promise," Shiro echoed. "Let's go back to our dorms."
"Like you said, in exchange for information, I go into hiding," Neko clarified. The man in her room nodded. "And you'll swiftly take me to this place so I can fall into slumber?" He nodded to confirm. "I'm allowed to write down this information onto a letter and give that to my sis?" He stood there in thought.
"I'll ask my mistress," he replied. Neko heaved out a sigh. She made a shooing gesture with her hand.
"We'll finish this tomorrow. Leave," she ordered. The man swiftly departed.
'The door opens. All sins are unleashed, but clouded in mystery. Secrets once held captive will be released. A family feud will begin, and yet, they are no family.'