Here's the next chappie~! ^_^ And please tell if you want Suzuki to help out her Sugar-neesama like in the past! I'll probably change the title and the summary at the same time, maybe they'll be changed in more or less 3 days, but definitely before 5th September 2010!
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Despite being tired, I dragged out the chair under the desk in my room noisily, not caring whether anyone would be waken from their peaceful slumber because of the noise. I whipped my pencil case out from the drawer and took out a piece of writing paper to write the 15,000 long story involving a love triangle.
"A, B, C, D... E, F, G... Gummy bears are chasing me..." I sang quietly to myself due to extreme boredom and reluctance to do this dumb assignment. "One is red, one is blue... One is burning my other shoe... Now I'm running for my life... Because gummy bears are carrying knives..."
Let's see now... Love triangle... Maybe I'll make 2 super hot, super popular guys chase after one ordinary girl. Yeah, sounds good. I think I'll stick with it.
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Gosh, my hand's pooped. I've been writing for the past 11 hours. What time is it now? WHA? 1 pm? Great, I can forget about sleeping already. My brain's probably already half-dead and both my hands are sore and swollen from non-stop writing for 11 hours. Crap, I'll take a quick a shower and take at least a 5 hour nap.
5 hours is enough for me to rest my dying brain and revive my hand corpses. I wonder if the storyline can easily be followed and is realistic enough for human readers? By right, the story should be more than adequate in terms of description of characters, settings and feelings.
I used plenty of emotive phrases and what's more is that I was careful to use a certain word, phrase or figure of speech once every 2 pieces or paper. I wrote using my smallest, but still clearly readable, handwriting possible.
Another 'interesting' fact was that I think I just killed 5 gigantic trees by using this much paper. In total, I used 8 whole notepads, which is about 800 pages? I sure am wasteful. Nevermind that. I rushed into the shower, yearning so much to feel the invigorating warm water freshen up my being.
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Smelling like a walking, talking bouquet of relaxing lavender and fragrant roses, I stepped out of the bathroom rubbing my sleepy eyes. Flinging myself onto my oh so soft and warm bed with one arm over my eyes, I started snoring loudly even before my head hit the pillow.
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~Meanwhile~
~No one's POV~
Takuto Ichinose slipped into Suzuki's room as stealthily as if he were attempting to infiltrate an enemy's territorial ground, quiet and almost invisible. Careful not to wake the inhabitant of the room, he put a small black leather case with the shape of a violin slowly down onto the desk, which was full of stacked-up paper.
After that, he left just as unseen as when he entered, closing the wooden door while trying not to make any noise that would be heard by Suzuki's sharp hearing. He decided that the violin would be a gift to say 'Thanks!' for all the times Suzuki helped him out. It was only a gift, nothing more than that.
Just at the moment Takuto left, Manabe slipped in. "Suzuki? Are you still awake?" he asked, as if he hadn't heard the snores Suzuki herself emitted. Gently, he grabbed hold of her shouders and shook her awake.
"Huh?" Her hypnotisingly beautiful blue eyes fluttered open. Sitting up slowly, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawning. "What is it, Nabe-kun...? I wanna sleep..." she absent-mindedly stated. He ploped down heavily beside her blurry-minded being.
"Do you want blood? It's been like 3 years since you've had some from either Taku or me. Are you sure you're alright?" his voice was brimming with worry. Lowering his throat to her mouth, he said in a slightly commanding tone of voice. "Drink. You need it."
Her delicately curved incisors could be seen after she licked his neck once to make herself hunger for his blood; a priceless delicacy in her eyes. Without a second thought, her fangs were already embedded in his flesh, making the sweet scarlet liquid flow temptingly down his neck.
Suzuki lapped up his blood hungrily, as if she had been completely deprived of it. What she seemed like now was comparable to a parched human in the desert who had just found an oasis. Gulp after gulp she ingested until her nearly unbearable, but unnoticeable, thirst has been satisfied.
She pulled away, licking up the blood left on his neck; to clean him up. Her fang marks would fade soon, wouldn't they? Besides, Nabe-kun was to an aristrocrat himself, so he heals fast, though not as fast as she, whose body wa used to being constantly whipped for no rhyme or reason daily.
Continuous daily torture was one of the many unwanted, undesirable things Suzuki's foster parents did just to hurt her; they wanted her to reach her breaking point and just want to leave this world to end her sorrows and pains.
That was one of the many, many reasons Takuto and Manabe had to be over-protectove over Suzuki, the one and only person the two boys saw as both someone, in most ways, superior and, in other ways, inferior to them. Her school fees, they paid for her. Her expenses, they paid for her. But what was it about her that made Takuto and Manabe do that for her?
Their respect and their sibling-like love for her.
I guess that's it for this chapter~! I don't when wil be the next time I update but, unfortunately, I predict I'll update in 1 month's time or even longer than that! GOMENASAI~! :( :( But I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Till next time, dear readers! ^_^