a/n: 2020 what a year...

[Good Ole Fashion Sleuthing]

Naomi woke up with an overwhelming sense of dread or more accurately, something felt broken like an emotional tether was cut, washed away, a connection gone. But no matter how overwhelming the feeling was, it was nothing compared to the insurmountable rage she was feeling at the moment, Kaname Kuran should consider himself lucky he was away for winter break otherwise Naomi would've marched straight into the Moon dorms and yelled at him, she would've demanded the truth from him, maybe she even would've slapped him. Not to mention, waking up in the infirmary again did nothing to calm her struck nerves.

How did she even end up at the infirmary? Last thing, Naomi remembered she was heading to the Sun dorms to go to sleep but she doesn't remember passing out which shouldn't really surprise her, she did just get her mind messed with. Kaname, even made her forget about Aidou and now, he was also gone for winter break.

What if Kaname took his memory aswell about the what I asked Aidou to do?

Naomi propped herself up on her elbows, she was still wearing her uniform and her shoes were still on.

Naomi huffed as she swung her legs off the creaking bed and quickly tried to fix her hair, at least as much as she could without looking in a mirror. It's not like it mattered, the only people here were Yuki, Zero, and Headmaster Cross, and she only really cares about one of those people.

Naomi opened the door and stepped out into the hallways, the same dull hallway she's become so accustomed to, granted it wasn't as dull Yosagami's which was just washed out white walls. Perhaps they were boring because she knew how to get around, Naomi had noticed that she tires of things she's familiar with - from walking down the stairs to walking out the academic building.

Her footsteps sounded so loud when she was alone even the grass crunching beneath her feet... Right, alone.

Naomi shook her head, she wouldn't think about how she was stuck at the academy for winter break instead of being home with her parents, and annoying Tanaka, and hanging out with Yuuto without having to sneak out, Veronica wouldn't be there since she would've flown out to America to be with her family but they would've called each other.

I wonder what my parents were told about why I'm not there..? Naomi winced at the thought, Stop, thinking about it.

Turns out, her rage wasn't as insourmountable as she thought, missing her friends and family for the holidays seemed to take over completely.

Naomi frowned as she made her way put of the grass into the cobblestone path. She took in a deep breath, being alone was fine and she could ignore the feeling all she had to do was focus on her anger at Kaname, and channel it into something positive. And by 'positive', Naomi meant breaking into the Moon dorms and riffling through Kaname's things. If he wasn't going to tell her anything then in her eyes he has no right to his privacy.

There was really only one difference between the Sun dorms and the Moon dorms is that the Moons dorms were gated which was mostly because the day class students couldn't keep their hands off them.

Naomi took out a bobby pin from her hair and began to fiddle with lock. Getting past the gate was harder than she expected, she's never broken into the Moon dorms before but turns out the academy's gates were easier to lock pick but then again, those gates weren't exactly keeping out hormonal teenagers. But there wasn't a lock Naomi couldn't open and with a satisfying click she unlocked the gates.

Naomi went up the concrete steps and prayed for the doors to be open of the lock was anything like the gates then she'd be there for a minute. She grabbed the handles and pulled, she smiled when they opened.

She slid inside with ease, she shuddered once the doors closed behind her. It was cold inside, the lights were off which was to be expected, but what didn't expect was the sense of normalcy. Naomi didn't feel anything ominous or sudden rush of needing to keep herself on guard. The Moon dorms seemed so normal without the night class students with the sun shinning through the windows, it looked so peaceful.

Naomi wrapped her arms around herself. as she went up the grand staircase and took in the scenery, before she was always in such a hurry to leave that she never really appreciated the dorms. The chandelier glistened under the suns rays given the darken room a kaleidoscope view. She was right before about the Moon dorms being nicer than the Sun dorms, the Moon dorm made the Sun dorms look like Veronica's run down dorm building.

Naomi ran her up the railing, They are smaller than our dorms...

Naomi spun slowly when she finally got upstairs, she knew for a fact that Kaname's room was nicer than anything she's ever been in but she also wondered how the other night class students rooms look.

A peek wouldn't hurt, she thought, it's not like they'll know I was ever here, but the only person's privacy I came to defile is Kaname's.

Naomi wasted no time to reach the end the hallway, it was the only dorm room with double doors. She pushed the doors open, Kaname's room luxurious especially under the light. She walked quietly while she was inside his room, she still feared that somehow he would appear and catch her in the act. The last time she was here she was sleeping in his bed tucked in, she still remembers how soft everything was but she also remembers the panic she felt waking up in an unfamiliar place. Well, it was mostly panicking because she had fallen asleep but that was in a sense his fault. Naomi would've never been asleep if Kaname hadn't done... whatever it is he does.

How does he even make people go to sleep? Or take their memories for that matter?

Naomi started with the large walk in closet which she didn't even know it was a walk in closet until she opened door to find most of his clothes gone as hangers lined where his clothes was meant to be. There was a few night class uniforms but that was it. She gulped, part of her didn't want to touch anything - not because she thought she was invading Kaname's privacy, she didn't care for any of that... it was more of the fact that if he could take away her memories then what else could he do? What if he comes back and he senses that she was here? Honestly, the thought creeped her out a bit.

So what if he finds out? He took your memories!

Naomi swallowed her fear and pulled drawers after drawers, some were empty, others she closed right away and pretended she never saw anything for obvious reasons. She had to tip toe to reach some places but ultimately, found nothing in his closet.

Next came the bathroom and Naomi will admit she a little jealous. She had to share bathrooms and showers and Kaname had both all to himself. Naomi didn't know what she thought she'd in his bathroom besides toiletries, but she wasn't surprised when she found absolutely nothing.

Lastly, Kaname's bedroom was huge but it was mostly empty. There's a king-sized that he doesn't need at all, there was a nightstand with no drawers with a lamp, a rather long couch but that makes sense since he's tall, and small table that had a chessboard.

Naomi could undo the bed but then she'd have to do it again, and she was sure there wasn't any secrets hiding in his bed. She went to check the edges of the couch and in between the cushions, it's safe to say she didn't find anything. She thought of looking under the bed but nothing was ever inder a bed.

Only an idiot would hide something under their bed.

She checked anyway as she kneeled down and as expected, there was nothing.

Naomi ran her hands through her hair and sighed as she sat on floor next to Kaname's bed with her back resting on the side.

"If I was secretive pureblood who didn't want a rude, stubborn, nosy fifteen year old girl to find anything of value that might help help her," Naomi snarked out loud, "where would I hide it?"

Where? There's has to be thing he can't have everything in his head.

She tapped her chin as another sigh escaped her, "I wouldn't hide it, I would take it with me." Naomi continued, "No, but I'm paranoid." She gauged the room from where she was sitting and saw the chessboard, "I would keep it close to me... Kuran wouldn't."

Naomi stood from the floor and quickly made her way towards the chessboard. The white queen was cut in half that was when he put her butterfly knife through it.

The night he killed Shizuka.

The pieces were moved like he had stopped mid-game against someone. She examined it closer, the white king was alone protected by a lone white knight, a white pawn's path was clear to the otherside of the board. The black chess pieces were advancing but the black king was tumbled down but heavily gaurded by it's black pawns while the queen was sitting idly by.

Aggressive... Defensive...

Naomi didn't understand, she see the whole board but she didn't know which player was which, but if Shizuka Hio was the white queen then that means the white pieces are the enemy - no that doesn't make sense... because if the white knight is who I think it is then-

Naomi's train of thought stopped when she saw something sticking out of the side of the chessboard. She pulled it out gently and a crumpled familiar picture she had found in her attic. There she was, three year Naomi smiling awkwardly next to a handsome man she doesn't remember meeting and Tanaka scowling in the back.

A picture she thought she had thrown away, right here, in Kaname's room and if Kaname has it that means it's important.

Naomi knew she couldn't talk to Kaname right at this moment but there's someone else in this picture she knows and could talk to - no, not 'could talk to' - will talk to;

Tanaka Nijima.

a/n: another thing i forgot to mention is that for a second i was going to make naomi a witch but then changed my mind