"She wont remember me at all when she awakes. But I feel as if it is for the best. I removed her sadistic thoughts and actions so she wont feel remorse. I couldn't handle watching her in pain anymore..."

I gasped, opening my eyes wide open. Where had I been? I couldn't remember anything. I lay in a warm bed, feeling weakened. Something felt odd about me. Like I couldn't remember anything. But it may have just been me. I shot out of bed, and examined myself in the nearby mirror. I looked down at my hands, seeing dry blood had stained them. Had I been injured? Of course I have. But this mysterious room didn't explain anything. I ran towards the door, only to be thrown back by the force of the door being opened. A brown haired man stood above me, with reddish brown eyes.

"Who the hell are you? Why have you brought me here?" I spoke to him, with a hint of anger in my voice. He looked down at me oddly, as if he was hurt. "Uh..are you alright? Can I get out of here?"

"I see...you don't remember anything, correct?" He had a giant blood stained uniform. Oddly, it worried me a bit. Didn't he notice it himself?

I shot upwards, running up to him. Why did I care so much? I didn't know this man, nor why he brought me here. I ran my hand over his blood stained shirt. But it was completely dry. I could tell it was fresh, but as if it was completely healed.

"Do you not worry about yourself at all? You're careless." I scoffed, looking up at him.

"Someone healed me...Someone I care about very much. I wouldn't be alive it it wasn't for her." He was smiling down upon me, stroking my hair. I pulled away, astonished.

"W-Well then...that's great for you. If you'll excuse me..." I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach, as if I felt something move. I winced in pain, as he ran over to me, supporting my back.

"Are you alright? Sayomi, are you hurt?"

I winced in pain again, holding my stomach. "H-How do you know...ah...my name?" I released a small gasp.

"It appears you're in pain. Did you pull something in your stomach?" He asked, holding me in his arms. I pushed him away, holding my stomach again.

He just stood there, turning his back to me. It appeared as if he was hiding something from me. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember ever seeing him. I walked over to the mirror, noticing a red mark on my neck. It appeared like a bruise, but it didn't hurt. It was a small red mark. I noticed another one peeking out of my chest under my shirt. I slowly lifted up my shirt, to see multiple red marks on my stomach. What...the...we're these hickeys?!

"A-Ah! What the hell?! Was I drugged? Please, please, tell me nothing happened to me!" I screamed, hiding underneath my bedsheets. I covered my face, as I felt him walk over to me, and heard chuckling.

"What's so funny?! Seeing all these hickeys on my body make you laugh?!" I tossed my pillow at the man, who caught it with one hand.

"Throwing pillows at me won't do anything. I didn't do anything to you, so don't worry." He scoffed, tossing the pillow back at me, then exiting the room. I called out to him before he left.

"Uh...thanks, I guess? How can I repay you for bringing me here?" I asked, feeling odd yet again. Why would I say something like that?

"You already have. A lot." He smiled, turning his head to his shoulder.

I tilted my head to my side, wondering what that had been about. I shrugged, closing my eyes, falling onto the fluffy surface of my bed. I looked at my hands once again, wondering what situation I had been in, to be covered completely in blood. There was no trace of injuries on my body. I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling sick yet again. I heard my stomach gurgle, sounding as if I was going to throw up. I quickly stood up, and began to search for a bathroom. I slammed open the door, falling to my knees in front of the toilet. I held my stomach while I continued to be sick repetitively. My breathing was heavy. Maybe I had been injured internally. But I wouldn't have known that unless I had saw a doctor. I hadn't needed time for that.

I walked out of the bathroom, leaning against the wall. I closed my eyes, and continued to walk, but past my room. I ran down the stairs, releasing myself into the fresh air. It had been night time, so I had figured no one would be around at this time. As I walked, I felt myself bump into a girl, around the same age as me.

"Ah, So-..." She stopped talking as soon as she saw me. She looked down at her feet, looking like she had just experienced something heart wrenching. I wasn't that terrible looking was I?

"No, that's my bad. I wasn't watching where I was going." I placed my hand on her shoulder.

She had short brown hair, and eyes that had resembled the man in my room earlier. She avoided my eye contact, and walked away. What was her problem just now? I hadn't had time to worry about that. I continued to walk, releasing a breath of fresh air. Something had felt oddly different about me. I was a regular human being, so it was only normal that I felt like this. I had no idea where I had been, or where I was going. Until something startling caught my eye. I walked slowly closer to the group of people who had been surrounding a girl, perhaps a student of this school. I hid behind a tree, looking in closer. I began to listen to their conversation.

"Well, well, looks like we have a loose day class student. Boys? What should we do with her?" A tall one spoke, with a deep voice. He got closer to her. What had he meant by day class?

"P-Please..don't hurt me. I was just getting some air, and-" She spoke, until one of them held her up, placing his face into her neck.

By my look, it was if they were sexually harassing her. I wanted to stop this, but I couldn't until I got the correct assumption.

"I'm thirsty. I'm just going to borrow some of your blood alright? It will just hurt a bit." The man chuckled, as his friend held her up for him. She began flailing around, pushing them off, until another man slapped her.

"Hey, you assholes! Cut it out!" I decided to involve myself. I ran in front of them, as the girl looked down pleadingly at me.

"S-Sayomi Katsura?! Guys, let's get out of here...she's gonna kill us!" One of the boys whispered to another, who slapped his face.

"Who cares if she's a pure blood? I'm not chickening down to her?"

Pureblood? What had they been blabbering about?

"I think you're mistaken...I'm not a 'Pure blood' or whatever the hell you're talking about. I'm a normal human being. Stop picking on innocent girls and buzz off alright? Blockheads." I punched the man in the face, as he dropped the girl on her butt.

I ran over to her, hearing her heavily breathing. "Are you alright?" I asked.

She nodded. I could feel her shaking hands as I helped her up, telling her to run away as fast as possible. I watched her fade into the dark distance. The men crowded me, with smirks on their faces.

"Heh, I see. You're no longer a vampire huh? Good. I was gettin' real sick and tired of your attitude in class. I wanted to kill you so badly. But Kaname always got in the way, right guys?" He ran up to me, and before I knew it, his teeth were pierced into my neck.

I released a loud scream, trying to push him off as much as possible. I continued to pound against his chest, but he wouldn't stop. I felt myself grow lightheaded, until he suddenly stopped, and was lifted up into the air.

I looked to see him being held up by his collar, while the man from earlier was choking him to what seemed like, death.

"Don't you ever go near her again you idiot. Get the hell out of here, or else I'll really kill you." His voice grew louder and louder, while he threw him against the ground.

They all scurried away like mice, except for the man who had just been drinking from me, was knocked unconscious. He wasn't moving at all, rather whimpering on the ground.

I lay there, bewildered at what had just happened. Was he drinking from me? A vampire? My heart began to pound, feeling my eyes begin to widen. My body began to tremble. The brown haired man knelt to me, taking my hand in his. It was a warm, familiar feeling.

"I was hoping something like this wouldn't happen. I'm a blockhead when it comes to you, Sayomi." He muttered, resting his head on my knees. "I don't know if I can keep you like this for much longer."

"What do you mean? W-What had I just seen? I don't even know your-"

He silenced me by placing his warm lips against mine. He started to kiss me passionately on the grass, cupping my cheeks with his big hands. I knew this feeling from somewhere.

"I'm doing this for your sake. But I may have made the wrong decision." He put his hands on my stomach this time, rubbing his hands up and down.

Why wasn't I stopping him? I was letting him take advantage of me. I released a gasp as he pushed me down, this time, trailing his tongue up my neck, and down to my stomach. Suddenly, I found myself releasing a familiar name.

"Kaname..." I gasped.

He seemed shocked, and immediately looked at me. He was smiling, and kissed me once again.

"How...How do you know my name already?" He whispered, releasing me.

"Just a wild guess, I suppose. Hearing that man say that you protected me before. Though I can't remember you doing such a thing." I pushed him away, hiding my blood red face.

I began to run away from him, looking back to see him looking back at me. I began to sigh, and disappeared into the darkness.

"I will protect you two." Kaname whispered to himself.