I don't own Vampire Knight.

The Exams

I flush with excitement. I sit up in bed, seeing today is my day38, the last day of the baby torture! All Zero and I have to do is turn that sucker in and be done with it for good! I hop up from the bed and snatch up my bag, slipping my arms through both straps and barging out into the hall, skidding and charging down the hall, the stairs, out the main door, and into Ichiru! I laugh as I get up, rubbing my head. I can't stop my tapping foot and look down at it, feeling oddly hyper. Ichiru pushes himself up, smirking.

"I see Zero drugged you good," he laughs.

I stop. Drugged me? I cross my arms and scowl. "What's this about drugging?"

Ichiru leans a bit closer to my face, trying to be as quiet and less awkward as possible. "You couldn't stop crying last night, so he had to drug you with medication for you to sleep. He left Yoshino to watch you so he wouldn't worry."

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, well, she was sleeping when I got up, so, I guess that was all for nothing." He laughs and walks off towards the classes, waving me good-bye. I think about something for a brief second and gasp. "Ichiru, wait!" He stops and I run over, panting a bit. "Can I…try something…?"

"What is it-oh…that…" he can get I'm looking for blood.

He offers his hand and I take it, revealing my fangs and licking the right side of his right palm under the thumb. I gently bite into it and suck once, gently dejecting my fangs. His blood tasted like chocolate, not peppermint. I raise my brows and set down his hand, clutching onto the bag straps. For some reason, he looks a bit offended.

"Are you going to explain what that was about?" he crosses his arms.

I sigh. "My dad told me once that a certain…flavor…symbolized my soul mate."

He drops his arms. "Yoko…"

I smile. "Eh, don't worry, it's not like it's a sudden marriage thing."

He furrows his brows. "What did my blood…taste…like?" he gulps at taste.

I giggle. "It's weird. All the blood I've tasted tastes like sweets…yours is chocolate."

He chuckles. "Is that a fact now?"

I nod. "It might be from certain points that the Matura family usually tasted blood and compared it to sweets, so I think it morphed into that taste."

I hear the sound of a gun whooshing out of its holster to meet the back of my head. I smirk and hold my hands up as if surrendering. Ichiru turns and nods his head. "Yaguri, so you're back."

"So you were lying about that Amen gimmick, huh?" Yaguri snaps.

Ichiru laughs. "She is an Amen. Amen can drink blood just like vampires, since they are half of it…"

I roll my eyes and laugh. "What's to it, Yaguri? It was only a taste…"

"You should know blood sucking is strictly forbidden," a male voice sighs. "But I guess-"

"You're not letting this slip Zero," Yaguri snarls.

"She's only been here, what is it Yoko?"

"Today is day38, thirteen spent without talking if I recall and nada about no bloodsucking."

"See?" Zero shoves the gun down, allowing me to turn. "Besides, he willingly gave his blood, so she has rights."

Yaguri grunts and shoves the pistol away. He storms off, hands in pockets. Zero smiles at me and bows his head to Ichiru. Ichiru leans in and whispers. "Do you know what his blood tastes like?"

"Nothing sour," I giggle.

"Hey," Zero lightly punches my shoulder. I feign pain and he rolls his eyes. "You big baby, that did not hurt."

"And you'd know this, how?" I challenge.

Zero rolls his eyes and starts walking off, but I feel a bit dozy, so I run over and cling to his waist. "Oh not you!" he cries, trying to pry me off.

I feel B*TCHY all as well. "You drugged me, so this is pay back."

Zero glares up at Ichiru. "Didn't I say NOT to tell her?" he snarls.

Ichiru shrugs. "Honestly, you should be thanking me that a girl is even touching you, so…"

I laugh at Ichiru's insult and Zero begins to grow annoyed. "Oh just shut up, Ichiru and, Yoko, GET OFF ME!"

I shake my head. "Your blood is creepy."

He stares at me. "What?"

"Your blood is creepy," I repeat. "I'm a Matura, so we taste blood like candy."

"What's his?" Ichiru wonders.

"Shut up!" Zero snarls.

"Peppermint," I inform, the word suddenly making me stand up, letting go of Zero.

Ichiru laughs. "How's that creep-", he looks at my face, seeing the grave emotion. "Oh F*CK, don't tell me he's the one!"

"I'm the one for what?" Zero wonders, now staring at me.

"Holy SH*T," I mutter. "Excuse me!"

I run off and trip over a fuzzy white figure. I glare at Snowy, who's been doing nothing but hiding for more than fifteen days now, and I scoop her up, running for the classes. A few from the several Day Classes glance at me and wave and others stare and raise a brow at my haste. The Class President catches my elbow and I nearly hiss at him with my fangs, just wanting to get away from Zero before he found out about that whole soul mate CR*P. I run into my class room, Snowy, Zia, and I all panting. I hop up the step and set myself in the seat next to Yuki, who's on Yori's left, who's at the right edge of the desk as usual. I set Snowy on the desk, who curls up in a little ball, the potato bag in my lap facing out, and my as* is still in the seat. I look at Yuki's neck and she raises a brow.

"SH*T!" I hear Yori snarl. "I forgot my textbook for third period. Be right back girls!"

As Yori scurries off, she leaves us the only ones in the room. Yuki sighs and hands me her wrist, making me raise a brow. "Aren't you thirsty?"

I shake my head. "I was just wondering what your blood would taste like…" I admit. "Ichiru's taste like chocolate, Zero's taste like peppermint…all I taste is candy, candy, candy when I suck blood, you know?"

She smiles. "What type of chocolate, may I ask?"

"Hersey's," I reply, "my favorite chocolate."

Yuki giggles. "Maybe it's fate…"

"Oh shut up, Cross!" I snap. "Besides, I have a tiny curse on my head as it is…"

"That'd be?" Yuki crosses her arms, curious.

I sigh, knowing she'd find out sooner or later. "When I…taste…a certain flavor of blood…it says they're my soul mate…all I have to do is taste that one flavor and I know it…"

She giggles. "Have you yet?"

I sigh. "May I lie?"

She shrugs, the thing is, and she might not get it. "Lie away, little buddy."

I cringe at the nickname. "Yes." I lie by telling the truth.

"You so did!" She cries. "I know reverse-psychology like the back of my hand!"

"SH*T," I mutter. "Okay, wise girl, tell me, do you know who?" She shuts up. "I thought as much, girlie."

The door bursts open and two arguing Kiryu brothers barge in. Zero is red in the face, which is rare, but Ichiru is blue, purple, and red.

"I'M TELLING YOU IT'S THE TRUTH!" Ichiru roars.

"I HIGHLY DOUBT THAT, ICHIRU!" Zero snaps. "WHY, JUST WHY WOULD YOU BELIEVE THAT KIND OF BULL?"

I kick back and motion eating popcorn, Yuki giggling. The two boys snap their heads up at us and storm up, stopping in front of me. Snowy pounces under the desk, wanting to be out of range of their deadly glares. Even Zia drops to the floor, my legs, going back under the desk.

"Which of us is right?" Ichiru asks. "Is that whole soul mate CR*P real, or not?"

"Real," I blink. "I was just telling Yuki that as well…"

Yuki nods. "It sounds like it is correct if you ask me."

"HAH!" Ichiru snaps at Zero.

"Oh please!" Zero rolls his eyes.

I'm offended, I truly am. It's insulting to have a curse like event be not believed. "Excuse me, but I wouldn't lie about this, bucko, no matter how much you say I am." I cross my arms and glare at him. "Any more comments about my family blood, Kiryu?"

He blinks, obviously seeing he went too far. "Yeah, is it just random?"

I nod. "Yours tastes like peppermint and Ichiru's tastes like Hersey's chocolate, yet I don't really see any of you stuffing your faces with either."

Yuki muffles her laughter and more students start to pile in, Yori not among them. I raise a brow and pat Snowy gently on the head, running out. I block out someone calling me, wondering why it's taking so d*m long just to find a simple textbook for third period. I push past a few confused faces and in the middle of it all, I start to feel a sharp prick at my heart. I wince and cease all movement, including breathing and blinking altogether. Stinging eyes, bluing face, and lack of oxygen, the paper cut thumps once more and screams as it slightly closes. I shake my head and resume, slamming into Yori's pale figure. I raise a brow and she cowers behind me, some angry voice behind her. I squint to see the Class Pres. Why does he have to make things so d*m complicated. He runs up and I hold up a fist, finding that he was dumber than I thought. He ran smack into my fist, his glasses shattering under the knuckles. He falls back and Yori peeks out from behind my arm, examining the damage a simple mistake did. The Class Pres stands, muttering, and looks up at me, tearing his glasses from his face.

"Oh, great, thanks for destroying my glasses!" he snaps, rubbing his eye and only coming out with blood.

"You can't rub your eye with glass in it," I roll my eyes. "You'll just cut it up more."

"Shut up, I know that!" he clenches his fist around the glasses, crushing them more.

"Then why'd you do it? Try explaining that, William P. Tally-WANKER."

I grip Yori's elbow and tug her off to class, leaving the Class Pres steaming. "Oh, you just better get a good grade on that exam so we can go to the F*CKING ball!"

I stop and turn. "What ball?"

He smirks, seeing I didn't know everything (it took him this long to find that out?). "Oh, you don't know? A member of the Disciplinary Committee does not know? I'm talking about the ball Cross Academy holds soon after the exams. Of course, you're probably not going…"

"I have no intentions of going to a stupid, MOTHER F*CKING, banana ball," I snarl. "I hate those."

He steams. "Just get a good grade!"

I blink. "They're today?"

He nods. "Didn't you get the memo?"

I blink. "No…"

He face palms his forehead, muttering curses. "How will I ever dance with Ruka now if I only have idiots in my class?"

"Easy, she hates you," I shrug. "Just as much as your mother does, apparently…"

"SHUT UP AI!" he roars. "AT LEAST I HAVE ONE!" I snarl. I turn around and start walking back, still hearing his roars. "AND I HAVE A DAD, AND NO PSYCHOTIC B*TCHES FOR SISTERS!"

I grip my fist firmly, hearing a snap from Yori's elbow. She yelps and a few students stare. My face is probably red, my eyes too deep a crimson to be morphed into brown. My nails grow into claws and I snap my head back at the Class Pres, smirking maniacally. "Yeah, you should be glad. One's going to be run over in an hour."

He charges and I trip him, making the others gasp. He went to far this time, calling my sister psychotic when that's MY job…If he wants to tussle, that's fine, because I'll just whoop the ever loving SH*T out of his as*! I twist Yori's elbow back into the correct position, only leaving a bruise, and I tug her back to the class, Yuki waving, and then fainting. Yori's raising a brow and she exchanges glances with me.

"What's the fainting for?" she asks.

I shrug and we head up, sitting on either side of Yuki. I see a textbook in her hand and peek at the page. "Yuki, 8(26a) solve for a=y7 means 7x1=7, times 26=182x8."

She looks up and stares at the problem. She scribbles to find 182x8 and smiles once she shoves the answer to me. I nod and she goes to the other problem. I take out my own book and stare at the problems. '5(35xgw) solve for w=4 and g=3'; easy-43 or 4x3=12x35=420x5=2100. '5/2/65/6'; what the F*CK, I mean is that a date? Some, weird, dyslexic version of pi, what, just what? If that's a fraction, the person needs to learn how to draw F*CKING straight, let me tell you that, okay, okay, calm it…phew…okay, simple; 5/2 DIVIDED BY 6/25. Well, that translates to 5/2x6/65, meaning you do that cross reduce with the 5 and the 65, making 13 below 6, then cross reduce the 6 with the 2 to make a 3 replace the 6 and a 1 replace the 2, making it 1/1x2/13=2/13. Not really hard if you can read the F*CKING DYSLEXIC PROBLEM! I shake my head and Yuki and Yori stare at me as I scribble F*CK YOU over the paper where I rewrote the problem.

"Anger management would be the perfect present for you," Yuki blinks.

"Oh shut up, Yuki," I snap, staring at the next problem:

'4(a62) x526(54a)-73%of9' solve a=something that's less than one and a whole#.

(A.N:If anyone can answer that in the comments while solving it on paper [no calculators!],I will read any fan fiction you want me to)."Glad we're allowed to show our work. Imight have a heart attack for that first part!" I mean, is the person trying to kill us with Math problems or what? I shake my head and scribble on my arm, trying to take note of when to shoot myself with the bloody rose gun (if it was Zero's Bloody Rose gun, I would've thought caps). I snap one of my pencils in half, angry with Math. Why can't I ever get a fun Math teacher? Ugh, enough complaining, now reality. Zero slips something down my shirt, which suddenly alarms me. I feel down my back and shove my left hand up the back of the shirt and the right down the shirt, pursuing whatever he slid down there. I clutch what feels like a piece of paper and grow red in the face. He had to slide it down my back for me to get the message? It would've been better to just set it on my d*m head for ********** **** * * ***** **** ***** ***** ************************ ***********! I shake my head and slip the note out, pocketing it and facing forward; the exams are being passed out.

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"So, Yuki, what do you think you got on your exams?" I raise a brow, my head leaning on my left palm, my left elbow pushing down against the lunch table.

She shrugs. "Most likely some SH*TTY grade like every time…"

Yori pats Yuki's shoulder. "Don't worry, I bet you did-"

"Horrible?" I giggle. "I know you did fantastic! 86% is high in my opinion."

She raises a brow. "Did Yoko read my mind as I solved the problems?"

"Nope" I smile. "I know EVERY GRADE who ever takes the exams. Did you know the Class Pres got an 76%?"

She laughs. "Oh SH*T, really?"

Yori looks at us, confused. "Huh?"

I smile. "I know every grade that the students get on their exams," I explain. "The Class Pres got an 76% on his!"

"After all that lecturing about getting a good grade?" she laughs. "Holy SH*T that one example of irony is hilarious, Yoko! Hey, what did Kiryu and Kiryu get?"

I motion zipping my lips. "Why should I say that? They haven't really done anything to us."

"Oh come on, please!" Yuki begs.

"You'll laugh at one of them…" I sigh.

"PLEASE!" they plea in unison.

I raise my hands in defeat. "ALL RIGHT I'LL TELL YOU THEIR GRADES FOR THE EXAMS!" Unfortunately, I said that a bit too loud. The table crowds and I blink. "Ugh…no, I will not tell you your grades, you'll just have to find that out yourselves!"

"Do you know if the Night Class took their exams?" a girl squeaks.

I sigh and tap into the teachers' minds. I nod. "What did Aido get?" a girl begs.

"72%," I answer bleakly.

"What about Kain's grades? Tell me please!" Rile, the dorm president, begs.

"Now please, I don't want to hurt anyone…" I sigh.

"PLEASE!" all the girls scream.

I scream, making them crouch down, and run past, the girls chasing me, Yuki and Yori raising their brows, and the Class Pres chasing me for Ruka's grade. I look back one second and slam hard into someone. I wince and try to side step, but they hold me in place.

"Hello!" I hear that womanizer greet. "How are you, Miss Matura?"

I cringe at the use of my name. "Let go you F*CKING WOMANIZER!" I shriek, kicking his shin and side stepping. He winces and hops on one leg, holding his shin in the other. I forget about where I'm going and suddenly smack into a wall. Ouch, that hurt. I shake my head and hear the gate open. Jeez I should just stay in my dorm for the rest of the day. I feel someone grip my elbow and yank me in the Moon Section, clasping a hand over my mouth and holding me still until I stopped kicking and trying to scream their hand off. The hand removes itself and I see Ruka's face, rolling her eyes.

"What did you do this time?" she snaps.

"I screamed a bit too loud saying something…" I shrug, blushing at my mistake. "Now my head's too filled up with Night Class info, that they now know I know every grade for the exams!"

She raises a brow. "Please tell me you didn't use telepathy to cheat."

I shake my head. "I got a 97%, so I'm pretty happy."

"What happened to the other three?" she asks.

"Oh, forgot my last name and accidentally '6g x 84(55tx54t)/6452(t64x15t) solve t=9' was a fraction…"

She rolls her eyes. "Dividing, remember that." I nod and she peeks out the gate, seeing the Day Class students were waiting for me at the front of the gate. "Man you made a mess for yourself, Yoko."

"You really think I don't know that?" I cross my arms.

She nods. "Out of curiosity, what did I get?"

I sigh, knowing this was payment for saving my sorry as*. "94%."

"Dang it," she snaps her fingers. "I was hoping for a 98% at the very least."

"No matter what, you'd end up with the A," I shrug. "You just missed the answers you changed."

"Are you serious?" she giggles. "I really need to now these things before I take those…" I roll my eyes and look at the dorms. The one right then and there is the one with Ruka, and Ruka catches my stare at her dorm. She smiles and takes my wrist. "Why don't you step inside for a bit? It'd regain you some energy."

I shrug and she drags me inside, for some reason liking me as a friend. She sets me down on the couch and motions me to wait, going upstairs to fetch something. I tap my foot on the cold floor impatiently, wanting to get out. I hear my throat release a wheeze, so I cover my mouth. I can still hear the wheeze squeaking through, annoying me. I don't get it at all. Isn't my asthma gone? The wheezes continue, making my head pulse. I swear I feel like I'm going to kill something. I stand up and head for the door, but ice stops me in my tracks. Aido comes through the door, scowling.

"Thanks for the kick in the shin," he snaps. I clutch my throat, the insides of it scorching. He smirks. "Looks like someone's thirsty for blood, aren't they?"

I growl, careful to shield the wheezing. "Go F*CK yourself SH*T face," I growl. "I didn't come here on purpose."

He glares, crossing his arms. "What did I ever do to you, huh?"

I roll my eyes. "Womanizers bring trouble, if I've learned anything in life, it's that."

He smiles. "Oh I see, you're jealous because I never came by you, aren't you?"

I feel the ice crawl up my leg, my blood boiling. "Why would I be jealous of a-"

(1 hour later)

My voice is hoarse from screaming nasty names at Aido for the previous hour. I clutch my fists and pant, still feeling my blood boil and bubble inside my veins and arteries. He blinks and I scream, making the ice shatter. Oddly, Ruka hasn't come back yet…I wonder what's keeping her. I dart past Aido and to the gates, just wanting to see a test again, and I hate those! I push through the gates to find Yuki, Zero, Yoshino, and Ichiru trying to fend off the girls and boy. They scream at the sight of me and pin me to the wall just by crowding around.

"Well? What else do you know?" a girl demands.

"Do you know any of their favorite things?"

"What about their schedules?"

"Love life, tell us about their love life!" a crazy chick demands.

I clutch the sides of my head. "NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! WHY WOULD I BETRAY THE FRIENDS I HAVE IN THEIR TO BE EATEN ALIVE BY YOU F*CKING SHARKS OF HE**?" I scream, making them crouch down in pain, and run behind Zero, shaking massively. "Help…me…help…me…" I shiver.

He wraps his arms behind his back to wrap around me to ensure some comfort. He glares at the crowd and they step back, not so desperate anymore. "If I hear any more about you bugging Yoko…" he growls.

"Now Zero," Yoko sighs, "you can't threaten the students!"

I burry my face into his back, shivering. I feel his right hand rub up and down my back, trying to calm me down. I grip the back of his shirt, my nails digging into the soft cloth. I hear something tear and blush, seeing the flesh on his back was starting to become exposed. I refuse to slip my hands in, much like my thoughts are telling me to do, although the feeling's hanging by a measly thread. I feel something clench inside and strive to ignore it, even though it hurts like He**. I wince as it kicks, trying to make me scream in pain by the feeling. I shut my eyes tight and hear more of cloth tearing, a few gasps, and my heart beating faster and screaming in protest to all the pressure.

"It's just the…exams…" I try to convince myself, but it sadly fails.

"You feel some thing," a sharp, spiteful voice cackles.

"Oh what the F*CK would you know?" I snap.

"…A few things…like you're friends with a certain teen…Kenai, is it?"

I gasp. True, I hate him now, but I've also noticed he wasn't here. I thought he was just sick (with that, I was laughing every night he was missing), but now, it's serious. I push away from Zero and start running. Everyone stares at me, wondering. I hear one girl think 'After tearing up Kiryu's shirt, she just takes off?' True, very true; it's sad she doesn't get her answer. I dash for the entrance gate when I hear Yaguri's shotgun fire. I jump something vaguely familiar to a shotgun bullet and leap over the walls, skipping the bullets a second time. I slam hard into the ground on my side, a thunderous bone snap, a piercing scream, and squawking birds sounding. I shake my head, having no time to see what that was all from, and whiz past the trees, a blurry, deep shadow trying to keep up. I squeak, my gruffness part of my voice gone, and pick up the speed, jumping Northeast, kicking back the bark of a tree, jumping to the Northwest and repeating the diagonal jumping until the sights of town come into view, which I drop onto the path and slam the soles of my shoes on the ground, pushing them back and lifting them up, then repeating as many times as I ran. I skid into the town, receiving some odd glances here and there, and I freeze in a moment of panic. I shake it off and run into an alley, reminding myself that was the dumbest thing to do and reacting all but on time. Something leaps on my back, which I immediately think 'Rape' but it's obvious that in my screwed life, it's worse. I hear a delighted hiss and fearfully turn my head to a blonde vampire with a huge hole in the center of his nose, allowing me to see the pulsing brain and guts inside, mashed in with fragments of a skull, blood dripping onto my face. I squirm, but he has me pinned. He leans down and reveals two bloody fangs, both of which bent at odd angles. I cringe as he drags his wet tongue up my shoulder origin to the area beneath my ear. I know what he's doing, which is why I'm freaking out.None of my powers are working, except the telepathy, but with his thoughts, I choose to leave that void. I finger my rose gun and snatch it out, shooting him in the face, unfortunately where the ear was and ended up blowing it clean off, the disconnected limb flying through the air, my stomach twisting at the next sight, and landed clean into a boy's portable lunch, which he mistook it for something else and ate it. When I get back, I'm either going to order a bunch of cats, or do what Ruska does with only two boys, not every single one in the d*m school (either be lonely and die alone, have as much sex as I want, or die, HMMMM?). I kick him off and start my escape, truly amazed he was distracted by that disturbing incident. I skid around a corner and dash past a group of chatting teen girls, which I later hear their chatter cease with horrible shrieks as the SLURP echoed throughout the allies. My stomach lurches at the scent of blood, something my mom had (gee, thanks Mom), and cover my mouth and nose with cupped hands, really in no condition to slow down even slightly. I feel blood trickle down my legs and curse.

"PLEASE let it be just a wound and not that time of the month!" I pray.

As much as I want to live, I don't want to deal with that pest called womanhood. I keep running and eventually find an abandoned car. This plants an idea in me. I run for it and Yuki suddenly comes up. "Where have you been Yoko?" she demands.

I seize her wrist and tug her confused self into the car, climbing into the driver's seat (it's better in this situation that you DON'T know how to drive [you'll see why]), not caring for the seat belt and slamming the door, jamming my nail in the key hole and the engine roars to life. Yuki straps on her seat belt and tightens it all the way, probably guessing I never did this before. She's absolutely right, but telling her will only make her leave and get eaten up by that Level E. I stomp hard on the petal and don't really see the clutch is in 'Reverse', so when the car jolts backwards instead of forwards, we scream and slam hard into the Level E. His leg is off, but it gradually regenerates as I fix the clutch and speed off, better at this than I thought. I guess watching the asylum workers drive back and forth with the students in the back at 'field trips' paid off. I jerk the wheel sideways and the car swerves to the left, people not minding. It's weird, isn't this criminal speed? I shake the thought away and slam hard on the breaks, Yuki's head colliding hard with the back of my seat. I jerk the clutch to 'Reverse' and turn my head, left hand on the wheel and right hand clutching the left shoulder of the Passenger Seat. I watch as the car reels backwards, the Level E arriving just on time to be run over hard and some body part sever. I kick the clutch into 'Forward' with my right foot and turn back to the front, both hands on the wheel and face twisted in concentration, anger, and amusement from the collision. Of course the thought of that happening to me makes my neck sore at the back, so I just steer my attention back to reality, seeing a disturbing sight of Kaname Kuran in front of us. I stomp on the breaks, but nothing happens. I keep stomping and Yuki notices that both feet are trying to activate the break, but we're still moving. I look up, Yuki looking up as well, my feet flat on the floor and the hands at the wheel, and we shut our eyes. We take in a huge gulp of air and scream, suddenly gagged by seat belts shooting out of the cushions behind us. Our arms pinned, legs as well, we close our eyes tightly and keep screaming, the car coming to a sudden jerk and the seat belts flying off before the collision, throwing us out the windshield and slamming hard into the chest of none other than Kaname. My neck bends, but not at the deadly angle, as he was in the right position to save both our hides. Thank Gad for vampires luck! I look up at Yuki and she turns to me, seizing my shoulders and shaking me like crazy.

"WHAT THE F*CK WAS THAT YOU CRAZY B*TCH?" she demands. "WE WERE NEAR F*CKING EXTINCTION YOU B*STARD!" (I'm not surprised Kaname is allowing this to happen). "IF I COULD, I'D SNAP YOU'RE LITTLE D*M NECK JUST TO PAY BACK ALL THAT TROUBLE! I MEAN WHO F*CKING DOES THAT CRAZY SH*T? YOU KNOW, I'M SURPRISED THEY DIDN'T KEEP YOU IN THAT D*M ASYLUM!"

I clench my fists, knuckles white and straining. "They didn't keep me because my sentence was only one year," I grit my teeth. "If you'd like for me to go back, just tell them my name and location, they'll come with open arms."

I turn around and shove myself forward. I can tell she's confused by what I meant, but if I speak out the details, the nightmares will come flooding back again, those memories I'm forced to call 'Memories'.

A.N:This is longer than I expected…probably my longest story so far. Please keep up with the read, I'm working so hard!