Chapter X – February 1

Sayori's POV

I was beginning to feel a little better. I was eating more, so I didn't worry Yuki or Alexei. I was beginning to become more relaxed, even though Ichijo was trying to talk to me every day again. I still didn't know what his fascination with me was, but he seemed like a kind guy anyway. He was almost always smiling, though I noticed that his smile usually faltered when we both saw Aido staring at me. I wondered why he seemed so tense around the blond vampire. It was a bit odd. Aido made me uncomfortable, sure, but he hadn't tried to do anything so I was beginning to warm up to him. He had talked to me on several occasions over the last month, and was actually a little interesting. It seemed as though the shallow playboy was a deeper pool than everyone thought. I was still most comfortable around Ichijo, however. He didn't act all possessive over me like Aido did.

Class ended and I walked out, seeing Ichijo come over to me again. I sighed, knowing that the incessant bullying was getting worse with every day that Ichijo wanted to talk. I tried to ignore the fiery glares of my female classmates who would do anything to be in my position at this moment.

"Hello, Sayori-chan," said Ichijo with a smile, as always.

"Hello," I answered. "Do you want anything?"

"Just want to talk. How have your studies been going?"

I sighed. "Fine, as always, Ichijo-sempai. You do realise that you are causing quite a bit of trouble for me, right?"

He laughed. "Yeah, but a strong girl like you can handle it, I'm sure."

I shrugged. "Maybe."

He narrowed his eyes just slightly. "I'll intervene if I think you can't."

I nodded. "I appreciate it," I responded, flashing him a small smile. I couldn't help but feel the gaze of my Angel, however, as I continued the small talk with Ichijo. I glanced at Aido. He was almost glaring at us. Ichijo knew that Aido was staring their way but ignored him. "Don't think about him, he's just jealous that you aren't paying any attention to him like those other girls," Ichijo told me.

I almost laughed out loud, knowing that Ichijo's assumption was farther from the truth than he would ever know. I agreed with him though, to not arouse any suspicion with the kind vice-president.

"I have to go to class now," Ichijo said, he sounded almost disappointed. "It was nice talking to you." He went back to the Night Class group and I went into the Sun Dorm. I wasn't about to admit it, but I was also kind of sad that I had to stop talking to Ichijo. He was almost as good as Alexei when it came to cheering me up.

I went into my room, did my homework, and got ready for bed. I was almost sure that I wouldn't be able to concentrate on mathematics, but I supposed that my conversation with Ichijo calmed me more than I thought it did.

I laid down in my bed and stared up to the ceiling. I haven't heard my Angel- Aido- as frequently as usual. I yawned, almost falling asleep, before I heard a noise from my doorway. I sat up and looked that way, sighing silently as I saw Aido standing there.

I sat up all of the the way. "I was almost asleep."

He didn't say anything, moving into the room and sitting on the edge of my bed. Without preamble, he began to speak.

"Stop talking to Takuma."

I blinked. I didn't know that he was so against me talking to Ichijo. "Why?"

"You don't belong to him. You shouldn't pay attention to him."

I began to get a little mad. "I don't belong to anybody, much less you. I talk to Ichijo because he is nice and a great conversationalist. You just come in here and prattle off what you want me to do, when you don't even know how I feel about the subject."

Aido got uncomfortably close. "I gave you music, introduced it back into your life at my own expense. And you don't do anything for me in return." His eyes were dark, angry, and it frightened me. I moved backwards. He continued, "You don't talk to me willingly, but you decide to talk to Takuma?"

"He talks to me, I can't refuse, that'd be rude!" I said, in my own defense.

"Shut up," said Aido sharply. "Stop making excuses. You like him more than you do me, don't you?"

"Aido-sempai... don't be like this-"

"What does that goody-two-shoes have that I don't?" Aido demanded, gripping onto my upper arm painfully. I squeaked and tried to pull away. Aido was becoming more frightening with every second, and I couldn't help but wonder how far he was going to go while he was in a rage like this.

Takuma's POV

Aido was gone from class again today, he had been every once in a while as of late, but this time I had the strangest feeling that something bad was going to happen. I didn't miss the looks given to me while I talked with Sayori.

I looked around the classroom, and raised my hand. The teacher glanced my way.

"Yes, Ichijo-san?"

"May I use the restroom?" I asked. The teacher nodded and I left the classroom as quickly as I could without being suspicious. I had a bad feeling and I didn't like it.

AN: Sorry for the shortness, though I promise that next chapter is going to be great! Well, I hope so, anyway! See you all next time!