I don't own the Rosario+Vampire characters, only the OC characters.

Jarred was lying in a stiff bed when he regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and they adjusted immediately to the darkness, so he sat up grimacing due to the pain coming from his back and saw Tsukune lying in his bed somewhat preoccupied with a girl with silver hair. Jarred felt his face redden and he thought to himself "I'd better leave before they notice me watching."

In the span of 3 seconds he was out of bed, across the room and hanging from the window all without making a sound, he grimaced due to his back protesting. He silently let go but made a thump as he hit the ground and rolled, gasping as his back hurt like hell.

The front doors snapped open then shut. Jarred froze and held his breath. The sliver haired girl walked out and down the few steps, then stopped and hesitated. Jarred thought that she had noticed him and cursed to himself. She turned and looked past him, back up at the windows and he thought he saw something glisten on her cheek, and then she turned back and walked away.

He exhaled and a puff and just lay there panting and gingerly got up to his feet. He hoped that she hadn't seen him. The pain in his back flared again causing him to grunt. He had to admit, the snow girl had talent when it came to fighting, a little bit of a cheap shot in his opinion but good all the same. He thought back to when Tsukune had passed out.

"A slight chill had been his only warning; he flash stepped to the left leaving a clone behind him. The clone was flash frozen a second later and then shattered. He just managed to dodge the ice spear and then the following swipe at his head. Out of reaction he hit her across the face. She fell to the ground and held her face. She looked at him with tears welling up in her eyes. He immediately felt guilty and went over and tried to help her up. A sudden stab of pain in his lower back made him arch back. Arrrg that had hurt. Then an ice fist came down on his forehead and then blackness."

He gave his forehead a rub and felt a bump from where she hit him and then to the source of pain coming from his back, he removed the bandage and what he found was a thin cut that felt quite deep and 2 inches above and 1 inch to the left from where the base of his spin meets his pelvis. "I was lucky, another inch to the left and I wouldn't be able to walk. I'd better put something on that; I don't want it to get infected."

He reached for his black bag but found that it was missing and that a note was frozen there instead. "What the hell?" he pulled it off and unfolded it.

I have your bag. If you want it back I'll be waiting tonight at the lake in the school grounds at 11:00. If you don't show up I will simply destroy it.

Frowning Jarred scrunched up the note and tossed it away. Cursing he thought whether it was a bluff or if it was the real deal. That bag was valuable to him even if it gets constant "man-bag" jokes from his brothers. He eyed the clock and he saw it was 10:38 so he needed to decide what he was going to do. As he thought his eyes lit up when an idea came to mind.

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Mizore sat lazily on the corner of the bench next to the lake, her legs laying the length of it. She was reading a small note book she had found in the man-bag when she…"inspected" the contents. She flicked the page. The notebook was full of hand written notes and pictures of a variety of things from the anatomy of various races to little doodling's of stickmen.

She gave a small half smile at one particular one where a stickman is putting a bear trap out the front of a cave and a bear is doing the same to a house. It reminded her of her own notebook; although hers was mostly about Tsukune's newspaper articles. Her head snapped up as the sound of footsteps floated over to her.

She shut the book and put it back inside the bag and set it next to her. On the other side of the lake Jarred came out of a path. With a sweep of his eyes he had locked-on to where she was and she just stared at him. When she didn't say anything he started to feel awkward.

"Well," he called out ", why did you take my bag? And why here, of all places, did you want me to meet with you?

She shrugged as she took out her lollipop. "We are less likely to be seen or heard out here. Now do you want your bag back?"

She held it out as if to give it to him. Jarred's eyes narrowed, "What's the catch, you wouldn't give it back that easily if you took it from me in the first place."

She cocked her head to the side. "I took the bag because I wanted to know what you did to Tsukune with that stuff on the bandages. But I couldn't find what I was looking for, so I needed you to tell me what it was and if I should be worried about him. If it was anything hazardous I plan on killing you. So I needed a way to get you to come here so I left the note"

Jarred's jaw dropped and he raised his eyebrows. "That's why you brought me here?" he started laughing and vanished.

Mizore's felt her own eyebrows rise in shock as she felt a presence next to her and turned to find him standing balanced on the edge of the bench with his bag in his hand, which was strange considering the fact she was still holding it.

She looked back at the bag in her hands to find that it had been replaced with a text-book called "The Study of Rare Plants and Where to Find Them". She looked back at him and found him gone even tho she hadn't heard a sound. Where he had been standing a note was stuck to the bench by a tiny blade. She picked it off and red it.

You don't have to worry about Tsukune-san; I gave him a medicine that repairs skeletal damage. (Side-affects include: To be fall into a deep sleep, skeleton may be indestructible for a few days, heavier body density, ect.) Btw, next time you need something just ask, okay, don't steal my things.

Mizore stared at the note then let out a small sigh of relief; "How did that guy take the bag without me even knowing. Well; at least Tsukune is going to be fine."

She throws the note into the trash can and walked away to the path to deeply in thought about Tsukune to notice the figure standing in the darkness. "Guess my caution wasn't needed." The figure then faded into the shadows.

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Ethen lay on his futon in his room fast asleep, wearing a pair of green boxers and a singlet when there was a bang on the door. He glanced at the clock and saw it was 1:24 AM. Grumbling to himself he got up. "1:24 in the morning, this had better be God."

He walked over and opened the door to find Zak standing there with an aqua blue-haired girl passed out in his arms, holding her in the bride carriage pose. "Oh God…. You know, it's illegal to use Roofies here as well bro."

Zak threw him a dirty look and said "She is passed out because she is drunk, not drugged up you dumbass, I need to borrow your spare mattress for her."

Ethan gave him a sly grin, "So you aren't sharing the same bed, geez I would have picked you as the type to try a few things while she's out."

Zak's face went thunderous black. "Look whose fucking talking, I'm not the one mum caught with over 400 pornographic magazines and ecchi manga's, WHICH you were meant to throw away; not just hide them in a different spot, now unless you want mum to find this new spot, I suggest you shut your mouth and give me the damn mattress!"

Ethen took a step back; a bead of sweat came out of the back of his head. "Okay, okay, geez no need to hit below the belt."

He went and grabbed the mattress. Zak took it and held it under his arm and adjusted the girl. Then he stormed off with the girl over his shoulder. Ethen was shutting the door when a cry of disgust came from the hallway; he looked around the corner and saw that the girl had vomited on his back. Laughing he pulled his head back inside and shut his door.

I Hope this cleared a few things up and gave a few laughs.

Plz R, n, R

Till next time. Stay Frosty

Icy_blizzard.