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Again, sorry for the late update... After this, won't be updating till mid-May. Preparing for Mid Year Exams so please anticipate the next chapter! =]
MidnightThorn Thanks for the review. Yeah I agree its a tad confusing because theres loads of questions unresolved! X) There's really a need to understand the storyline in order to really find out about the story. Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Her fingers fumbled with the buttons lining the long white dress shirt that ended right above her knees. Finally, after several minutes of struggling with the shirt, she successfully managed to put it on. The brunette then carefully folded the ends of the rather long white sleeves before grabbing the white towel that laid sprawled on the bed. She ran a hand down her stomach. It seemed as though the wounds had healed. Nonetheless, she could still feel the inner pain from the strikes inflicted on her by him. Just as she turned to leave, she stopped herself. Perhaps it was due to curiosity but then, she lifted the folded ends of her right sleeve to her nose.
It had his scent. Her cheeks flushed red. What was she doing? Out of pure embarrassment, she covered her beet red face with the towel. Stop it, Keira, she thought to herself. After finally regaining her composure, she headed for the door, turned the door knob and left the room.
With one hand, she used the towel to dry her soaking wet hair. With the other, she clung onto the ends of the shirt, a tad embarrased at the prospect of wearing nothing underneath.
She turned a corner towards the supposed dining table. There stood the tall and handsome vampire, whom now wore a casual light blue shirt and grey pants. The clinking and clanking of glass dishes as they were placed on the glass table resounded around the apartment. Realising her presence, the said vampire lifted his head to look at her. Receiving his cool gaze, her cheeks burned a bright pink.
"Done?" he asked, referring to the shower she had previously taken.
She nodded, trying to reply at first but realised her inability to speak. Zero beckoned her to sit down, and she did so, left hand still drying her hair, right hand still tugging down at the end of his shirt... the one she was wearing, of course.
"Here," he spoke, placing a clean white plate in front of her.
He clearly was a man of a few words. She looked at him, eyes questioning his action.
"I've just started cooking. In a while, it'll be done. Just wait here, all right?" he again, spoke before heading off to the supposed kitchen.
Keira glanced around the entire apartment. It looked pretty decent... and clean too, unexpected for a guy like him. Again, out of curiosity, her body lifted itself off the chair and her legs walked towards the kitchen. There stood the amethyst-eyed teenager, with a knife in hand, cutting a... She moved herself closer towards him. A carrot?
The silver-haired boy turned around to see the brunette laughing quietly to herself. He narrowed his eyes. Pursed his lips. Put down the knife.
"What's so wrong about a guy cooking," he asked, more like stated, staring blankly at her.
This only made her laugh even more, she, holding onto her stomach as she smiled uncontrollably though no sound escaped her lips. Wiping off tears from her eyes, she gave him an apologizing gesture, still smiling warmly at him.
He sweat-dropped.
"Go rest outside Yuu..." he paused.
The smile on the crimson-eyed girl's face vanished. Her face expression changed to a serious one, and she turned, heading out of the kitchen.
He realised his mistake. He realised what he'd said. He let out a sigh. He couldn't help but call her that. It was like the old times when Yuuki was a human and they'd mess around in the kitchen. When everything wasn't a whole drama serial.
Zero returned his gaze back to the orange vegetable in front of him, resumed his chopping. Then, he felt a pat on his shoulder. A notepad struck him on the face as he shifted his head to look.
On it was the word "Keira".
The petite girl gestured towards herself, mouthing the word twice. Her brows were furrowed, expression rather angry. Then, he realised. It wasn't just a regular word. It was her name.
"Keira," he uttered after contemplating for a second, and instantly, a dazzling smile appeared on her face as she nodded.
The curly-haired girl beckoned him to move and then took the knife from him. Zero looked puzzled but nonetheless, handed it to the girl.
"What are you doing?" he asked, the same steel glare but definitely warmer.
Keira placed the knife down once more. Grabbing the pen from the front pocket of the dress shirt, she lifted the notebook and wrote a few words on it. Finally done, she showed what she wrote to him.
"Tetsudao," he read it aloud in monotone. Help.
She wanted to help. He sighed, a face showing irritation. Again, she scribbled on the notebook, repeated her actions.
"Da me?" Can't I?
He stared at her innocent expression.
"Do as you like!" he exclaimed, heading off for the sink before continuing, "After cutting the carrots, help me put in the chicken stock in the soup later."
Zero looked away. Keira smiled. She knew he had accepted her, one way or another.
"Yori-chan, bye!" she exclaimed as she waved her friend a final goodbye.
The function had finally ended. She had chatted with the amber-eyed girl the entire time until it did. A sigh escaped her lips. Finally, it was over. She had thanked and gave her respects to all the other guests and now, all that was done to do was to return home.
"Yuuki," she turned.
Kaname enveloped her into a warm hug. He seemed to lean against her small frame. She couldn't help but smile. He was tired... though he didn't show it.
"Kaname, lets get you some rest first before we return, all right?" she asked, wrapping her hand around his and leading him slowly into the room.
Just as they reached the room, she let go of his hand and ran inside. Gesturing to the bed, she patted the pillow lovingly.
"Here, Onii-sama, here," she smiled sweetly, beckoning him to lie down.
The tall brunette approached her slowly. The slender girl broke into laughter as she felt the arms of her fiance wrap themselves tightly around her waist and pulling her body onto the bed next to his.
"Kaname Onii-sama, don't! " she scolded playfully, trying to push herself away from his grip.
"I'm asleep," he spoke, in a monotonous voice.
People who didn't know him would think he was serious... but she knew him better. He was teasing her. After several failed attempts to escape from his arms, she gave up. A light smile played on her lips as she drew her arms around his back and buried her face in his chest. She felt him place a kiss on the top of her head. She laughed, looking up to see his expression. Her cheeks tinted pink, she cupped her right hand around his chin and faced him towards her. Closing her eyes, the crimson-eyed girl pulled her body upwards such that the distance between them disappeared, forehead on forehead.
"Kaname Onii-sama, you're heating up..." she opened her eyes in a flash, an expression of worry.
He, too, opened his and seeing the look on her face, he chuckled.
"Vampires don't get ill," he stated, lifting his hand to caress her cheek gently.
"Liar," she replied, pouting, "Its probably negative five degrees outside and you're burning up this much. Are you okay, Onii-sama?"
The Pureblood male closed his eyes, hugging her tighter.
"Guilty."
"I knew it."
"Don't worry."
"I'm not worried..."
"Sure?"
He pulled himself towards her even closer, feeling her breath against his cheek. In response, the brunette girl's face flushed a deep red. A teasing look descended on his eyes.
"B-b-baka Onii-sama," she murmured, her eyes looking downwards in embarassment.
Silence engulfed the room. His breathing grew steady. They merely laid there, content in each others' arms.
"Ne, Kaname Onii-sama?"
Yuuki spoke, breaking the silence. No reply followed. Kaname's eyes were shut close. She sighed, pushing her face back against his chest, burying in the warmth.
"Arigato, Onii-sama." Thank you.
"For?"
She whipped her head up to face him. He wasn't asleep at all. Her lips were pursed, embarassed by what she would say next. Unable to wait, Kaname pulled her up towards him, kissing her gently. Deepening the kiss, the slender girl closed her eyes in cue, hands placed on his cheeks.
Finally, they broke the kiss, catching their breath.
"For?" again he asked, eyes filled with anticipation.
"Everything," she replied, smiling lovingly.
With a final pinch of salt, the meal was complete. The silver-haired vampire grabbed a wooden spoon, stirring the stew carefully.
"Go sit down, I'll bring it in," he spoke, in a much warmer tone.
The brunette nodded, washing her hands before heading towards the dining table. After a few minutes, the boy followed, holding a huge bowl in hand. Placing it down, he took a seat before ladling the stew into their individual plates.
Keira grabbed her pen and wrote.
"Itadakimasu!" it read, said girl smiling cheerfully as she ate the meal.
Similarly, Zero brought a spoon of the stew to his lips, taking a mouthful.
Silence.
"Kuran Keira," the notebook was pushed towards his view, her eyes shifting around nervously.
His eyes widened. What?
"Kuran?" he asked, more shocked than ever.
She nodded solemnly, writing another note.
"Futago Imouto." Twin Sister.
No wonder she looked similar to Yuuki, he thought tho himself. Having another mouthful, he stared at the girl in front of him.
"So you're that damn Kuran Kaname's sister," he uttered spitefully, only to receive a cold death glare from the brunette.
"Do not speak like that of my brother," she wrote, menacingly, in fired up anger.
He shrugged. Again, silence.
"Kirai?" Hate me?
Again, silence...
Gotta go now, see you mid-May! =] Love you guys! DO R AND R! THE BUTTON IS BENEATH YOU AS WE SPEAKKKKKKKKKKK!