Author's note: holy hash browns! I haven't updated in FOREVER! I feel so bad –cries-. But guess what! April 28, 2009, WAS MY FOURTEENTH BIRTHDAY! So I'm gonna update as my (extremely) late-birthday present to you guys! I would've updated earlier, but my internet didn't work and I had the career poster project, and the science fair and…well, you get the picture. On the subject of this story, this chapter title is a pun of sorts of Sara's name because of the song 'What Sarah Said' by Death Cab For Cutie (DO NOT OWN). In case you haven't noticed, all my chapter titles have been the names of songs for a reason I'll explain in the end! On with the review replies then the story! And I don't own Vampire Knight –sighs miserably-
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SARA'S POV:
Really Short Flashback(I love these!)
Walking home from work is always boring, with the exception of days when you see a girl covered in blood, darting down the street and colliding into you. I stare at the silver haired child who is on the ground next to me, panting like she's just run a ten mile marathon, which she probably has, judging by the look on her face. She grabs my arm and pulls me behind a dumpster.
"Don't speak," she whispers. "If they hear you, they'll kill you." By the amount of blood on her clothes and the marks of abuse on her body, I guess that she isn't exaggerating and remain silent.
Just when I'm starting to think this stranger is insane and needs some severe mental help, I hear a couple of voices. The girl tenses and I know these are the people she is running from.
"You lost her?" a woman hisses furiously.
"She was too fast!" someone else says and I peek behind the dumpster to see a silver haired woman who greatly resembles the girl I'm sitting with glaring at someone else who is hidden from my view.
"Find her! Without her, everything is ruined!" the woman snaps and stalks away. The other mumbles something irritably under his breath and darts away in another direction.
After a few more minutes of absolute silence, the girl speaks.
"They're gone," she says with a sigh of relief and looks at me. "I'm Maria Kurenai," she adds.
"I…why are they looking for you?" I blurt before I can introduce myself. If this girl is a serial killer or something (you never know these days) I don't want her knowing my name.
"I'm not a serial killer," Maria assures me with a roll of her eyes.
"I'm Sara," I say and then realize she hasn't answered my question.
"It was nice to meet you Sara," says Maria and then she takes off again. As I am about to leave I hear a scream. It's Maria. I watch as the woman I saw before grabs Maria and covers her mouth.
"Don't run away Maria," the woman says sweetly.
"Please, Shizuka…leave them be," Maria murmurs and Shizuka laughs in a light but dangerous way.
"I can't do that," she says and black car pulls up. Maria's body slumps in defeat and she puts up no struggle when the woman takes her to the car. The car drives away quickly and I remain still, completely dumbstruck.
End Really Short Flashback
"That was a week ago. I looked for her, hoping she got away again, but I haven't seen or heard of her since," I said.
"So you watched Shizuka drag away Maria?" Ichiru asked in slight disbelief.
"It was too sudden. I had no idea what was happening," I told him sadly. "But I wish I had done something…anything."
Ichiru shook his head regretfully.
"No. It's probably better that you didn't do anything. You would've been killed on the spot or taken away and...well, lets just say things would've ended up ten times worse," he said darkly.
My eyes widened. Maria seemed to be in some serious trouble. I couldn't help but blame myself so I stared at the ground as if the carpet seemed like the most interesting thing I'd ever seen.
"Oi, Ichijou," someone said opening the door roughly without knocking.
Is Takuma always this popular? I wondered to myself. Probably.
"Shiki! Don't come barging into my house like you own the place! It's my house!" Takuma whined and the person entering rolled his eyes.
Beside me, Rima tensed like a slinky about to be pushed down a set of stairs. Do slinkies get tense?
"Well, shit," I heard her mutter quietly. But not quietly enough.
"Hey, Rima," Shiki said casually and then it hit me. This was Rima's issue.
"Well, shit,' I accidentally said out loud and everyone stared at me. I blushed lightly. "I, ah, forgot my…um…I forgot to feed my goldfish!" It wasn't a lie.
"You have a goldfish, too?" cried Takuma childishly. I nodded, completely forgetting the seriousness of the situation at hand. Is this what love does to you…?
"You better keep a good watch on it," Rima said darkly. "That idiot tried to eat mine."
"We were kids!" Takuma objected.
"Raw goldfish is just like eating sushi," I pointed out. "I, ah, ate one also." Takuma grinned, leaped over and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer.
"Take that, Rima-chan!" he said with a grin and I could feel my face heating up. Rima smirked at my face and a very bad feeling began to grow in my belly.
"Oh believe me, Takuma, I will," she said threateningly and both Takuma and I paled.
"You guys are so white you could be vampires," Shiki put in, his expression torn between one of amusement and worry. Suddenly there was a cough from Ichiru and we were all brought back to the present, save Shiki who seemed absolutely bewildered by everyone's grave expressions.
"Oh, you have no idea what's going on," Ichiru mumbled and looked at me as if telling me to repeat my story. And with a miserable sigh or regret, I complied.
RIMA'S POV:
Maybe it wasn't that funny that there was a visible spark between Takuma and Sara. Maybe it was fucking hysterical. But it was a pretty bad moment to make fun of them, so I controlled myself as Sara filled in Senri on the whole Maria thing.
Why is he here anyway? I asked myself. Oh, shit! Please no! Please don't respond!
I'm always here to respond to your stupid questions.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I didn't realize I'd spoken—although screamed would be more appropriate—until I fully comprehended everyone's bewildered stares.
"Are you alright, Rima?" Sara asked uncertainly and I nodded faintly.
"Just…a little…um…food poisoning," I said lamely, only to receive four incredulous stares.
"Ichijou, have you been cooking lately?" growled Shiki and I snorted.
"I'm not dumb enough to eat his cooking, or yours," I said scathingly and Senri rolled his eyes at my remark. Only because he knew it was true.
"Do you cook horribly, Takuma?" Sara asked the owner of my new house. As she spoke, a flash of shock skittered across her face and I realized that Sara probably hadn't had a home to call her own for a while now, and now that she did, the words must've felt foreign to her tongue.
"Are you worried?" he responded.
"No. I can cook," Sara said casually.
"So I can stop eating microwave dinners?" Takuma asked hopefully and Senri rolled his eyes for the third time that day—why am I keeping count? Crap, don't answer that!
"I guess so," Sara said uncertainly.
"Ichiru's gone you guys," Senri said blankly and everyone tensed. We all knew where he was going and it wasn't to a birthday party.
"I shouldn't have told you guys," Sara grumbled.
"Where's he going?" asked Takuma. OK, maybe not all of us knew where Ichiru was going, but Takuma is an idiot so no one was actually surprised.
"He's looking for Maria," the rest of us groaned at the same time.
Probably because of what Sara said.
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
So short...but I'm being dragged off the computer by my hair T.T...sort of. Again, sorry for the REALLY late update…but you all know you love me—more like this fic to be honest—you still wanna review XP