ITS THE EDITED VERSION, IM SORRY FOR THE WAIT.
Elliot lent up and whispered to Laito before walking away 'we both know who really liked it'.
'Yui is in the same class as Ayato and Kanato, Elliot is with Laito. Please go with them. Also, unless you want a whipping, don't try anything reckless. Understood?' Reiji looked down at the two siblings in front of him, they both nodded before following the brothers to their classes. Yui walked into her class, Ayato and Kanato both sat in the back on opposite sides of the class. 'ah, its food prep!' She had muttered to herself but it seemed to have caught the red-head's attention 'food prep?'.
Elliot entered his class, Laito sat in the middle 'the middle? really Laito?' Elliot sighed with his thoughts and hung his bag on the side of the desk behind Laito. He was about to sit down when he noticed Ayato dragging Yui past the classroom. Elliot turned, walking towards the doors planning to follow them 'and where are you going?' a voice startled Elliot. 'To get Yui from your freak brother' Elliot turned around facing Laito with a bored expression, 'what happened to the fun Elliot I met outside?' Laito let a playful smirk come across his face.
'He doesn't exist Laito, he's simply an act to entertain the public' Elliot answered, slightly glaring at the vampire in front of him. 'Oh.. that's no fun... but then again I don't need fun to feed off you' Laito grabbed Elliot's shoulder and pushed him onto the floor with a loud thud. 'Hey! you cant just force that you jerk!' Elliot kicked out Laito's legs from beneath him, causing the once standing vampire to topple down.
Realisation hit the half-breed 'crap...', it was the only thought that ran through his head at he stumbled to his feet and out the classroom door. 'Yes, that's the look, the scared look you have~' Laito's voice echoed through the halls behind him as he weaved his way through the students making their way to class. 'Lets end this game of chase Airashi' Laito's voice echoed again causing a shiver down Elliot's spine, he sped up his pace before stopping inside an empty classroom.
'Wait... Laito cannot smell or sense me... why am I running?' Elliot mentally face palmed and sat in the corner of the room, it had boxes everywhere, the windows had news paper sheets covering them and a layer of dust covered most of the surfaces in the room. He jumped, sending dust into the air, when the school bell rang and students made their way to classes. Things soon calmed down as students arrived at classes or chosen skipping locations, he looked around the room again before curiosity over came him and he opened the box next to him, he spluttered, having a coughing fit before looking into the box.
Within the box was set of paint brushes and paints 'these are high quality supplies... are they meant for the art room?' Elliot moved his attention to the box next to the one he had just opened, he ripped the tape that held the cardboard lid down and took a look at the contents. 'Video tapes?' He looked down quizzically, he picked one up and looked at the side where something had been written and smudged 'Creiv rts Club #1'.
'Creiv rts Club?' Elliot placed the tape back in the box, he started opening other boxes finding all sorts of things. From electronic devices to blank paper and plants... well the plants were dead of course. The dust that had once settled was now floating through out the room, it was hard to breath and rather dark. Elliot pulled at the window trying to open it, it didn't budge and in the corner there was a small hole for a key 'locked? of course it is' he rolled his eyes and walked out of the room whilst brushing dust off himself.
'I'll clean that room, I just need a key for the windows...' Elliot looked down the hall, watching cautiously for any of the Sakamaki brothers before making his way to where he hoped the staff room was. He walked down the quiet halls, the only sounds filling the silence was muffled voices from class rooms, the sound of his shoes hitting the ground as he walked and the distanced voices of students who had skipped classes.
A dainty hand gripped his shoulder as he walked by one of the cleaning supply closets 'Kuzaki~' a female voice whispered softly into his ear as the unknown woman pulled him into the closet. Elliot's eyes slowly adjusted to the dark room, he looked down at the mystery female with annoyance in his purple/blue eyes. 'How may I help a fine lady such as yourself?' He hid the annoyance with a charming smile and let his voice drop has he whispered back. 'Well I really was hoping I could help you with something~' She replied back as Elliot's eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, she was blonde, her eyes were a deep red and her uniform... was far to short and to open in some places. Elliot sighed as the female pressed herself against him 'my my, I would defiantly like such a thing~ however I'm busy and I would ever be so helpful if you directed me in what direction the staff room is' He replied, his voice passing through his lips smoothly. The female pulled away disappointingly and walked out the closet, pointing in the direction the way he had come from 'sorry Elliot, its in the direction you came from'. Elliot sighed running a hand through his hair as he smiled at the female and walked back the way he came.
After what seemed forever of avoiding Sakamaki freaks Elliot found his way to the staff room unscathed. The bell rang as he reached for the handle of the sliding door 'fabulous timing', He opened the door and knocked on the wall beside it. A teacher that sat nearby turned around 'can I help you?', 'do you have any keys for a club room that hasn't been used in some time? I think it was the.. Crea-ive? creative arts club?' Elliot asked unsure of the club name and the teacher thought over it.
The teacher's face brightened up before he stood up from his seat and made his way to where the club room keys were kept. He looked through them quickly, stopping to take the last set of keys off their hook. 'Here go kid. Write your name on this piece of paper and write down when you take and return the keys' the teacher handed Elliot the club room keys and piece of paper with a pen. Elliot nodded as a thanks and wrote his name down on the paper, letting any staff know that he currently had the keys.
Elliot stuck his head out the staff room door, he looked down the lively corridor before making his way back to the Creative Arts room. A gentle pad of footsteps on the wooden floorboards behind him caught his attention, He dug his heels into the ground and turned around quickly. The footsteps stopped as quickly as Elliot had turned to face the way he came. What stood behind him left him confused, thin air. There was not a soul in sight, He could have swore he felt and smelt the presence and scent of someone.
He turned back unsure and continued walking, stopping every time the footsteps started up again. Elliot led the stalker to a secluded hallway, not a student or teacher were in sight; He turned around, hoping that the stalker was finally brave enough to face its target. A whirl of red and brown rushed towards him, He hit the wall and sunk to his knees in pain and fear. He was trapped to the wall when his stalker/attacker placed two arms on either side of his head 'Mendo, You're going to be constantly be in my way, I should get rid of you~' Elliot looked up, green eyes looked back at him, 'you should pay me back with your boring blood for now'.
The unknown attacker was pulled away suddenly and a familiar voice echoed through the hall 'up to no good again Ayato? You've already knocked one of our two guests out, perhaps leave the other alone?' Reiji stood there holding Ayato by his collar, Ayato's green eyes flickered in annoyance 'damn you Reiji'. Reiji flickered his attention to Elliot 'and you, skipping school on the first day are we?'.
'But of course' Elliot replied picking himself up from the floor and brushing off dust that had collected on the floor of the unused hallway for god knows how long. 'Let me guess, you're keeping things interesting?' Reiji huffed with disapproval before turning and walking down the unlit hall to his own classes 'just make sure you go to class at some point Aonoboru'. Elliot shrugged before wondering away and back to the Creative Arts Club, he grunted as he tugged the door open with more effort then was probably needed.
He pulled a sleeve over his hand and held it over his mouth as he padded over to the locked windows. He slid the key into the first window with ease and a soft click echoed once he had turned the key, The window slid open and immediately a fresh breezes rushed in unsettling every spec of dust in the room. Elliot coughed hoarsely and his eyes teared with irritation. He struggled opening the last of the windows before escaping the club room and locking the door behind him.