Author's Note: I made this entire chapter up about wind berserkers since it is a figment of my imagination. Just thought I'd let you know.
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"Akatsuki." Boston whispered as she snuck into Akatsuki's room.
It was dark when she opened the door, which didn't bother her since she knew he was a vampire and it was daylight. They had spent the last few nights out by the lake after class. It was a little trek from the dorm but they didn't care. It was in him she confided everything she found. She didn't want to tell Kaname because then he would try to use her to look for her brethren. That was not happening. So Akatsuki was writing down everything she said as she wrote something completely different down in twin leather bound books.
Akatsuki had quickly become her friend. He didn't say anything when she told him what she was and didn't object to her asking him to hide what she found. It was like an adventure for the two of them. Sometimes Hanabusa joined them for walks after class but always disappeared when he got hungry, leaving the two alone once again. She was certain Kaname wouldn't be angry about the friendship that had sprung up over the last month but he'd be upset if he found out they were hiding things from him.
"Akatsuki." She repeated. When he didn't reply, she crawled over to his bed. Luckily it was the one closest to the door. She looked up as Hanabusa rolled over. She gritted her teeth as she hauled herself onto his bed. Suddenly she was grabbed. The blond looked down at her. "Don't do that!"
"Shh. You're going to wake Hanabusa." Akatsuki whispered. They both looked over at Akatsuki's sleeping roommate/cousin. When he didn't move, they sighed then looked at each other. "What do you want?"
"I was up late last night and I found some interesting stuff." She smiled broadly up at him.
He sighed and laughed at the same time. "All right. Let me get dressed."
As he rolled one way, she rolled the other way. Standing by the door she watched him change clothes in the closet doorway. He kept his back to her as he changed pants but turned so she could see his flame tattoo. She liked that tattoo and he offered to take her to girl a whirlwind tattoo. She had said no for the moment but might take him up on the offer later.
When he was ready, he grabbed the leather bound book from a place in his closet and followed her out the door. They walked quietly down the stairs and out the back door. Boston ran for the woods immediately, jumping into the trees as soon as she could. Akatsuki walked at a more leisurely pace, a smile on his face as he watched her.
When he followed her out of the main building a month ago, he had no idea what he was getting into. After a few weeks, she told him what she was and what the books she was always reading meant to her. He volunteered to help after he saw the fire in her eyes to figure out what was all the hype about her heritage. He had no clue all the things that were going on with her but he was sure they were going to find it together.
He noticed she loved the trees. He guessed that came with being Fae and her ability to control wind. It told her more things than they knew. Of course being vampires, they could see, hear, and sense things better than humans but the Fae knew when the Earth was being tampered with or when something horrid was coming. Boston knew when a storm was coming. That was a great ability to have considering they were near a lake.
They came to their spot. It was right where the creek was getting ready to empty into the lake. There was a little alcove where they liked to sit and talk and write. Sometimes Boston would jump in the lake and get her feet wet before splashing him. It was how they acted. Sometimes they would sleep out there. It just depended.
Boston dropped out of the trees and stood looking over the river. She looked back at him and smiled. He walked up to her and flopped down in the grass. She sat down beside him and opened her book.
"It says here 'wind berserkers are rather rare, harnessing only one power as most Fae do. Wind berserkers were sought after by sailors for good fortunes in their travels. If they owned a berserker, they could have good sailing for weeks on end.'" She read.
"Does it say how they got their berserkers?" he asked as he wrote what she said.
She skimmed the page looking. "'The only way to catch a berserker was by catching a tornado.'"
Akatsuki looked up at that. "A tornado?"
"That's what it says."
He took the book from her and looked where she pointed. "'Tornadoes were the symbol of wind berserkers. Catching a tornado meant you caught a Fae. After catching, binding with iron was the only way to hold them. If the iron didn't kill the Fae, it would hinder it useless until it was removed. Only then could the Fae control whatever element that was asked.'" He laughed at the next bit. "'Never say thank you to a Fae because it means you owe them whatever their heart desires.'"
"I've heard that before." She said, her voice off in a distant realm. "I remember my father saying something about never saying thank you to him. I did anyway and he made me some funny things. Nothing bad, but very funny."
"Does that mean I should never say thank you to you?"
"Probably not a good idea. Then again I don't know the extent of my abilities as a Fae."
"Have you tried?" She shook her head as she scribbled something down in her book. "Stand up."
She looked up at him. "What?"
He was getting to his feet, making him really taller than her. "Get up. We're going to see what you can do."
Boston stood and turned away from him, looking out in the deep woods. She felt the air around her, knowing it was brisk and clean. Pulling that energy to her, she spun her hands once, twice, three times. Two small whirlwinds formed on her palms. She let them remain there for a few moments before combining them into one small whirlwind. It was strong enough to blow their hair around their faces and make the nearby trees wave at them but not to do much else.
Akatsuki felt the power rush around them as more of nature's force come at her call. The whirlwind grew in size and stature, making it a full fledge tornado. There wasn't a cloud in the sky until Nature answered the Fae's call. Akatsuki couldn't take his off from the woman who was controlling the wind around him.
Just as quick as it erupted, it quit. Boston stood still, sucking in air as if her life depended on it, which it really did. Her shoulders were slumped, making her companion think she was about to collapse. When she turned around, he saw fatigue on her face and pulling at her neck. She suddenly smiled brightly at him and walked back to him.
"Come on, Whirlwind. Let's go back to the dorm so you can sleep some of this off." He said lightly although he knew she would sleep the rest of the day.
She laughed and pushed at the fiery red curls that bounced around her shoulders. "I am tired."
"Using all that energy has to suck."
"No, not really. I can control it better than when I was a kid, but I don't use it often. I don't get the chance."
"Maybe I could help you?"
"And what? Form a fiery whirlwind? Could you imagine all the damage we would be responsible for?"
"Yeah, not a very good idea."
"Nope. Not at all."
They didn't talk as they continued to the dorm. A few times Akatsuki thought he was going to have to catch her because she nearly pitched over from exhaustion. Finally they got to the dorm and headed upstairs. He got her outside the door of her room. As he was walking her into her room, she tripped over the rug she had put down. He barely had time to catch her. When he did, they both fell in an awkward position on the bed.
"Ow." He groaned as they pulled apart holding their heads.
When they fell, they knocked their heads together really hard. Now as they lay in the same position twice in the same day, they stared at each other. If anyone happened by, they would think they were getting ready to do something. Boston's green eyed gaze finally slid away as she tried to turn.
"Sorry." Akatsuki said as he rolled away. "Get some rest. I'll wake you before classes." He didn't wait for a response as he walked out the door, pulling it closed silently behind him. He leaned against the wall beside the door and ran a hand through his hair. "This girl is going to be the death of me."
He sighed and walked away, unaware that Kaname was watching from the foyer with an intense look on his face.
