Saya no Michi: Why do you hate me so? Ohhhhh. cries a river if I woulda known you'd hate me I'd woulda never wrote it….well anyways, here's chappie two I guess. Oh and thanks for the reviews Zoltar and Rachel.
Disclaimer: GLARE go away for you are now hurting my feelings.
Marisa sat down as Sanguinex offered her a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
"How'd you know?" she asked looking in the bowl.
"Listening is a skill I learned quite some time ago." Sanguinex said with a smile.
"I'd say that's very sweet of you, but I never told you."
Sanguinex tilted his head. "Oh", he said, "well it's my favorite, too. Lucky pick, I guess?"
Marisa smiled then took a sip from her soup and said, "Darn, and I was kinda guessing it was a secret vampire mind reading trick."
"What?" he asked sitting beside her.
"Oh nothing."
"I think someone has been reading to many Cirque Du Freak books." Sanguinex said sarcastically.
"It's not my fault Darren is so much better then you." Sanguinex just shook his head.
When she was done, Marisa got up and placed her bowl in the sink.
"G'night." She said walking to her room.
"Good night." Sanguinex answered back.
Sanguinex smirked, "Go figure I have to clean up the mess." His mind stated bluntly. But why'd it matter? It's not like he was going to bed any time soon.
Something clicked in his mind. Could it be…no the clock said it was only eight thirty p.m., but then why was she going to bed so early? She usually stayed up one hour before he went to bed.
He put the dishes down and walked towards Marisa's room.
"Marisa?" he called out. There was no answer. He knocked on the door, but there was still no answer.
Slowly he opened her door while calling her name once more. The bed was empty and the window was opened, he light breeze making the black curtains flutter softly.
Sanguinex walked up to the window and looked outside. There was a great oak right by it. A slight frown came upon his lips as the thought of her leaving came into mind.
"Might as well leave it opened if she comes back in that way." He thought aloud.
"What are you doing in my room?"
Sanguinex jumped slightly at the voice coming behind him. "er…I thought you'd left." He said.
"I would've used the door." Marisa stated bluntly. "You did say I could leave on my own free will, remember."
Sanguinex looked down and sighed. "Do you have to bring that up?" he asked, sounding a little hurt.
Marisa shook her head as she sighed. "I already said it didn't matter."
"I know, but, I guess it was kinda…rude."
"Hey don't go Robert on me now." Marisa warned, "Soon you'll be calling it uncouth and talking with a weird accent."
Sanguinex glared at her and stated, "I do believe I already have an accent."
"Yeah but at least it's not snobby." She replied walking over to her window and closing it.
"And since when were the accents considered snobby?"
"Since I said so." She stated now pulling the curtains closed.
There was a slight silence as she walked back to the door.
"You know I was just kinda, you know, guessing, but I thought your room was upstairs." She stated sarcastically.
"This is my place." Sanguinex said as a bad threat as he began to walk to the door.
He walked under the doorframe and stopped. "I'm sorry." He said.
Marisa frowned and took a breath.
"I already said it was o.k." she said again.
"I know but-" he was cut short as a pair of arms wrapped around his neck.
"That usually means drop it."
His face turned crimson as he felt her kiss his cheek.
"God night." Marisa said one last time a closed the door. Sanguinex stood there, as if frozen to the floor.
"She…kissed me." He said stating the obvious. He finally regained his mind and turned away, walking slowly up to his room.
Marisa lay on her bed as the thoughts of that night played in her mind. It certainly wasn't the perfect Halloween night….but it might turn out to be.
Saya no Michi: Yes I'm being so mean huh? Bleh! Next chappie explains why poor Sangy is all upset and why he keeps apologizing. Poor Sangy, you are so lucky I don't own Beyblades. Anywhoze…
