Myötähäpeä (n.)
The feeling of shame you experience on the behalf of another person or a character when they do something stupid or embarrassing.
"Kaname-sama what should we do?" Aido screamed.
The night class turned to Kaname only to find that their leader had already fled. Kaname Kuran had escaped to his office before Kiryuu had even finished his sentence. The pureblood vampire knew it was only a matter of time before the hunter was fed up with dealing with all the rumors and he had no wish to see the aftermath of a fangirl riot.
They were on their own.
Their King had abandoned them.
They needed to leave. Immediately.
It was almost like Christmas had come early for the fangirls. They dove forward tearing, scratching and screaming at the misfortunate object of their affections.
After the wild beasts had descended the vampires had tried to flee to the gates but the girls and guy had latched onto whatever their hands could grab. The night class had barely escaped with their lives.
Ruka had thrown Aido into the crowd as a sacrificial lamb to buy the rest of more time. Some of the smarter girls intercepted them in front of the night class gates.
Yuuki yelled out orders, "Stop this immediately!" In a pathetic attempt to assert her power over them. She went ignored. One of the fangirls ran past her causing her to trip over her own feet and slam face first into the pavement.
The scent of her blood hit the air. Aido hissed clutching his nose, although it could be considered appealing to some due to her pureblood the blonde found it hard to be in the near vicinity of. It was the overpowering, sharp, sweet honey combined with the undertone of vinegar that reminded the noble of low-grade wine and cheap chocolate.
Seiren managed to escape the main portion of the crowd and ended up disappearing, walking in a random direction and promptly deciding that it was a good day to skip class.
After a few minutes of walking, she came to a sitting area and slowly started to relax.
Maybe if she pretended long enough the problem would go away.
The three-day class stared at her from behind her from a window. Heavily raking their gazes up and down her form. With sly grins, they decided that today was an excellent day to break curfew rules.
Looking up from his place in his room by the window he watched three guys trail after the female. It was at this moment that Zero Kiryuu decided he needed to follow his master's advice and get a bloody doctor for his bleeding heart.
Sighing he closed his book and grabbed his jacket and his gun he swept out of his room to trail after them.
After waking up several hours to soon, Takuma pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes scanning the papers in front of him while using the other hand to place a blood tablet into his glass before taking a long sip of the chalky substance.
He wondered how the other noble vampires thought that since he was younger he wouldn't be able to see the outrageous laws and loopholes that they had written into their proposals.
Kaname had it several times worse, Takuma knew, because the other vampire had to rewrite the proposals in his own careful wording, explain what was wrong with it, all while making sure he said nothing that would get on the wrong side of not only the vampires involved with making the proposal but the vampires who had opposing views.
Not that the Takuma could blame him. Yuuki, someone he thought would be one to make the ever-present solitude that Kaname always seemed to hold disappear.
However, it had become abundantly clear that the more Yuuki thought she got the more she pushed Kaname away. It was concerning. He had always hoped that his childhood companion was no closer to falling in love.
Should Kaname ever try to go through with marrying her Takuma had promised himself that he was going to object unless he saw some major improvements between the two. Even if it meant drawing the ire of the pureblood princess, the vampire council, and his grandfather.
Most of all the blonde missed Shiki. His heterochromia friend had taken to disappearing whenever he thought that no one was looking and often came back smelling like he had been outdoors.
Takuma's desk suddenly felt suffocating. He gathered up his papers. He still had a couple of hours until class started and a change of scenery would not hurt as long as he stayed out of the day class's way.
Kaien tried to hum to himself as he strolled down a school corridor. He had managed to escape his office and therefore paperwork. He had recently found that himself with no one to talk to.
He had known that when Kaname had first brought Yuuki to him that there was always the possibility of losing her. He also knew that it was going to hurt Zero.
His poor child. The boy– no, man, Cross corrected himself. Had gone through so, so much pain. Too much and just like Toga he shied away from the people trying to help him.
The headmaster wanted to help his son. He did. Yet nothing he ever did seemed to help.
Offering food was met with a disgusted look. Which brought up questions. Cross wasn't nearly as good as a cook as Yagari or Zero but surely he was not that bad. He wondered if they were just perhaps used to a higher quality of food.
Offering money was an insult to the silver-haired hunter's pride and offering his blood was rejected. Violently.
Zero still visited but his beloved child had his own battle to fight with the new Yuuki along with the never-ending chores that the silver-haired hunter had taken upon himself. Toga was always a solitary creature but Cross really missed the other.
He missed his family.
Kaien was lonely but he would be strong for as long as they needed him to be.
Except what he did not know was that Yagari and Zero did not need him to be strong. What they needed to be was reminded. Reminded that they were family.
With a sigh, the headmaster started walking back to his office before he tripped. Catching himself before he fell Cross looked down, he picked up the magazine that had most likely fallen out of someone's bag.
Curious he flipped to a random page before blinking. Both his eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Oh, my…" Kaien breathed. A grin stretched out over his face and his spirits lifted. He couldn't wait to tell Toga.
"You. Short, blonde, and annoying. Stay behind." Yagari's low timber broke through the quiet footsteps as the other vampires shuffled out of the classroom.
Aido paused. By now familiar with the elder hunter's way of addressing him.
"Sit down," The one-eyed man growled, flicking open his lighter and clicking the yellow flame to life.
Gazing wearily at his teacher Aido sat down. Looking at his teacher curiously. Opening his drawer Yagari took out a graded paper and placed it on the desk.
The blonde peered at it curiously. Turquoise eyes widened, gingerly picking up the piece of parchment and taking a look at the thick, red number eighty-six printed at the top of his English test.
"I passed?" Aido asked in surprise.
"You did. Now, did you earn it?" Yagari asked.
The blonde blinked at the gruff tone. His mouth fell open, "You… think I cheated?" He gaped.
"Did you?" Yagari questioned, raising a single eyebrow.
"No!" Aido exclaimed indignantly standing up and glaring at the older man.
"Sit down." The hunter growled.
Reluctantly the vampire sat back down. The teacher gauged the other's reaction. Yagari watched dispassionately as he saw genuine upset expression the other was wearing.
With a sigh, the man leaned back in his chair. "I'm going to ask you some questions."
For the next few minutes, he quizzed the blonde. It was when he asked what the English word for passing was that he noticed something familiar.
"Flashing… Um…. fa- fra-…" Aido furrowed his eyebrows before he started before singing softly, "I can see mah life passing me by~ ... passing".
Yagari tensed. The image of a young silverette beaming up at him filtering through his eyes. His dark blue eyes bore into the vampire's lighter ones. "Where did you learn that trick?" He asked curiously.
Seeing that his teacher wasn't, in fact, going to kill him, Aido shifted uncomfortably under the heavy gaze.
Seeing the shorter of the two was not going to answer Toga sighed, "Congratulations." Sarcasm rolling of every syllable he spoke, "You passed. Don't start getting cocky, brat. Do yourself a favor and do better next time."
Aido beamed, "Yes, sir!" before practically bolted towards the door thanking whatever deities he knew of that he had survived with all his limbs attached.
Toga stared after where the blonde vampire had fled. The teacher cursed inwardly. Damn the boy. Both the blonde and his idiotic student. He lit a cigarette before taking a long drag on it and exhaling. Zero was always too soft for his own good.
Damn Kaien and his pacifistic ideology, damn the treaty and damn everything if he was not going to slaughter each and every one of them if the blood-sucking creatures hurt his apprentice
I'm saying is the tesseract is an 8-cell octahedron.
'I have a question if you're talking like a professor how come you murdered like eight-thousand guys?'
Just because I understand quantum mechanics doesn't mean I can't kill a bitch.
–Rurouni Kenshin Abridged by 3 guys and a pizza box
