.:The Second night:.
Nobody's POV
Belaria smiled and latched onto the tree, crouching on its branch- straining her ears to hear any squeals of night class fangirls. She listened with her mind too, listening to every thought in the school. A sound, a loud sound.
"Aido no, stop!" Aria's eyes flared with anger as she recognized the voice. Her sister's voice, Yuki, was in trouble with Aido-sempai. Aria growled and flipped off her tree branch and dashed through the woods.
"Yuki? Yuki where are you? Yuki!" called Aria. Dark figures made themselves known as Aria neared a clearing in the forest where two girls had fainted, and a female form was trying to struggle free from a male one. Instantly Aria went into action. She jumped up, leg in the air for a round house as she made contact with a male face. It hurt her more than it did Aido.
Aria growled and fell limply to the ground in a small heap, clutching her leg. It was bleeding- blood wasn't good. She looked up to see Aido's fangs in Yuki's palm, partaking in a meal. Yuki looked at Aria helplessly as she tried to struggle free from Aido.
"May I partake from your neck?" The question made Aria want to speak, but the only thing building in her throat was bile.
"Aido stop it! If you want blood get it from me not her!" Belaria nearly sobbed in pain as she felt her leg was obviously broken. Aido looked down on her in slight pity.
"Aria-Chan, do you really intend to make such a generous offer? Well, if you insist." Aido was next to Aria instantly, fangs bared and appetite blazing. Yuki looked at Aria and finally tore her Artemis from her thigh strap and poised it at Aido.
"Aido stop!" Yuki yelled at him. He bit into Aria's neck, and she squeaked in pain and tried to struggle free as he drank.
She tried not being frightened. She said for him to do this, it was her own fault. She growled lowly and tried to push Aido away but he clung to her like a bee to its honey. She felt like she was weighed down by lead. She grinned as she made on weak last move, she kicked him where it hurts. Even if he was a vampire, it was ALL the same.
Aido groaned and flattened onto the grass beside the place Aria had just been kneeling, holding onto himself. Aria giggled menacingly but as soon as Aido bolted up and glared at her she decided to read his thoughts.
'Damn! Ouch my-'she stopped there, feeling heat rise to her cheeks. She grinned. But suddenly Aido stared at her wounds, bloodythirsty and menacing. She fell backward and tried desperately to get away as he sauntered forward. Yuki saw this and tried to help her sister.
"Aido stop! I don't want to have to hurt you!" Yuki cried, poking Aido in the back with the Artemis rod- he didn't pay much attention. It hurt but only like a bee sting. Aido edged toward Aria and she felt glassy tears appear in her eyes.
What happened next happened so quickly Aria and Yuki felt like they couldn't keep up at all. Suddenly Aria was up in somebody's arms and somebody had shot a gun specially made for vampires in the sky, shooting out a bank of firey smoke. Aria looked up, her eyes teary and through the blur she saw Ichijou- finding Zero had fired the gun.
His hair is longer then I remember…She thought sleepily- she had lost a lot of blood. She subconsciously began to play with a strand of his blond hair, her eyes drooping sleepily. She fell limp in his arms as he stared at her. All Aria could hear was the conversation of the remaining group.
"Idiot, Why'd you shoot?" Yuki exclaimed clawing at the weapon. Zero sent a death glare towards Ichijou and Aido. Ichijou was also glaring intensely as Aido turned away like a frightened child.
"Ooh that scared me!" he said. Zero looked at Aria- trying to calm his inner alarm. Ichijou was looking down at her lovingly, stroking her hair subconsciously, and examining her wounds.
"Aido, why would you hurt poor Aria? What had she done to you?" His voice was so soft. So soft…like silk…Aria mumbled in her unconscious state, not knowing she had said it out loud. Everyone shot glances at her as Aido tried to sneak away.
"She was interrupting my meal. Would you have not done the same if it were any other human?" Aido asked defensively. There was a click of a gun and Zero had a gun pointed at Aido's head. Aido shook slightly in fear.
"Yuki is not a meal." He said, his voice was so calm it was scary. Aria trembled in her sleep, realizing her skirt was torn slightly. (A/N: I'm no pervert! Just like on the bottom a little. Gawd.) Ichijou took off his jacket and wrapped it around Aria, making sure she was warm.
"No, I wouldn't- you've really drained her. And her leg is broken in several different places. Now who did that, Aido? Why did you need to do that to her?" Aido flinched at Ichijou's tone and scowled.
"SHE KICKED ME IN THE FACE!" he exclaimed gaining a small laugh from Ichijou. Ichijou stroked Aria's cheek as she slept.
"That's my girl." Zero couldn't help but scowl at that. Aria probably would have smacked Ichijou for that, saying 'I don't belong to anyone!' He knew she would. Zero couldn't help but feel like Ichijou was taking advantage of the fact she might not be able to hear him. Zero growled when Ichijou tried to put her back in his arms.
"Don't touch her, vampire." Zero growled, his hand edging towards his gun in Yuki's hands. Ichijou looked at Zero calmly.
"At least let me take her to the moon dorms to take care of her wounds. Its closer and she's easier for me to carry." He insisted picking Aria up again. Zero growled and Yuki put a hand on his shoulder.
"It may be for the best, Zero." Zero growled slightly and walked towards Ichijou picking up Aria in his arms.
"I'll be fine. She's as light as a twig." He wasn't lying, she did weigh as much as a twig. He walked back to Yuki holding Aria gently and walking off towards the headmaster's home.
"Ichijou, why do you care so much about that human?" The question slipped off Aido's lips and Ichijou didn't seem to be able to answer.
Later that night-
Aria was sleeping peacefully in the room she and Yuki shared and suddenly there was a tap at the window. Aria hesitantly awoke from her slumber and looked up at the person with sleepy eyes.
"Who…there.." She murmured sleepily and saw a flash of blond hair enter her room and sit on her bed. She looked down to her broken leg and Aido flashed into her mind. Her hand flew up to slap him but a soft hand caught her wrist. Soft…like silk. Ichijou? She blinked and lowered her hand.
"What are you doing in my room?" Aria said, now sobered up. Ichijou stared at her pale cheeks and pulled her into a hug. Belaria Cross's cheeks flared with color as she let Ichijou hold her.
They had a history together- watching both Kaname and Yuki's small little romance unravel. They had stuck near each other's sides, Ichijou by Kaname's and Aria by Yuki's. They had become very close. Aria blushed before hugging back slightly. Then she pulled back.
"Ichijou why are you here?" she asked again, slightly startled by his silence. His white uniform stood out in the darkness of the room and he finally cupped a hand around her cheek.
"I was worried about you." He whispered softly, his lips very close to hers. Aria blushed and tried not to breathe. Suddenly he leaned forward, kissing her softly. She was surprised, but nonetheless she kissed him back, pulling herself closer. The kiss was slow, brilliant, and unique. His lips were like silk, made for the finest. None of those words really told EVERYTHING that kiss had to offer but Aria knew something was missing. She knew how angry Zero would be when he found out.
Wait, why do I care what Zero thinks? Aria thought. She broke the kiss, touching her lips in disbelief.
Do you love me? She knew that thought was for her, not because Ichijou simply decided to ask himself if he loved himself. She gulped and backed away, pushing him towards the window.
"You shouldn't be here, Ichijou. If the headmaster or Zero finds you we're both up for some serious scolding. Zero would kill me and you." He stopped on the window frame, turning to look at her.
"I'll give you three days to answer my question. No more, no less." With that he jumped out the window, pleased with his choice of words. He was especially pleased that he obviously knew the words were lingering in her head. Haunting her.
She listened for his thoughts again- needing to be soothed.
I'll be waiting.
