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Chapter 2

Yuuki wasn't too sure why she felt concerned about Sayori. A reason didn't matter, though. She had to go see her friend to know. Only then would her worry go away. As soon as the first class came to an end she was going to sneak away to Sayori's room. Until then she pretended to follow along with Yagari-san. Yuuki inspected her teacher with consideration. She had known her friend looked up to Zero's teacher. She didn't understand why Sayori had to pick him. It worried her that Yori might get hurt if the vampire hunter's association ever said yes. Otherwise Yuuki knew Yagari was a good man. Ah, that's why: he's a good person, she thought.

Finally class was over. Yuuki's eyes followed Yagari's broad shoulders. It seemed to her that he walked too slowly. He stopped in the doorway. She frowned, impatient. He turned to look at her briefly before exiting the classroom. For a moment she got startled, her heart beat fast. Ignoring her peers she walked to the door, peeking out to make sure he had left. Sticking her head out to see left and right she saw the hallway was empty. Quickly she went to Kaname. "I have to go check on Sayori. I'll be back before the next class starts," she informed him. No argument was made as she left.

Nobody saw Yuuki on her way to Sayori's room. She was able to get in through the bedroom window. Quietly, in the dark, she approached her friend on the bed. "Yori-chan," she called quietly. Sayori was facing away from her hugging a pillow. Sitting next to her on the bed she brushed some hair from Yori's forehead. Sayori jumped a little at Yuuki's touch. Yori was asleep and didn't have a high temperature, but she was slightly shivering. The night was chilly so Yuuki thought it was because she had left the window open. Having seen that Sayori was all right she moved to the window to leave. She didn't want to disturb Sayori's sleep, or cause her to shiver from the cold anymore.

Yuuki barely made it back on time to the next class. She realized two things during classes. The first was that Sayori had been sleeping in her school uniform and shoes on. She was able to dismiss it quickly. Sayori must have been too tired to change. The second—made Yuuki feel bad—she should have covered Yori with the blanket to help with the cold. Unfortunately, Kaname denied her permission to go back to do it. I'm sorry, she thought, while pouting and glaring at her brother.

Sayori could feel the warmth of the sun. She could also feel the hardness of the ground beneath her. Sitting up groggily, she let go of her pillow, eyes still closed. Leaning on the palms of her hands, one leg folded under her, the other extended to the side. She wondered when she fell off the bed. The red behind her closed eyelids disappeared as a shadow passed over her. Someone's hand touched her shoulder. "You shouldn't sleep here."

Sayori opened her eyes. It was Yuuki, but she looked a little different. Sayori assumed it was due to the blurriness she had from just waking up. "Yuuki?" she asked. Her friend laughed at that. She answered, "Juri, not Yuuki."

"Can you stand? You should move from here it's not safe," said a masculine voice. A hand encircled her right arm tugging her upward. Moving her eyes to the stranger, she stayed put on the ground wanting to deny his identity. She had been wrong about Yuuki, and this young man's resemblance was less to his. The words slipped from her mouth, "A nice looking Kaname-san?"

Juri responded, "He's my brother, Haruka."

Dazed, Sayori took in her surroundings. This was not her room. She was sitting on a street walk's pavement. There were houses around, but this was nowhere near Cross Academy. Her attention returned to Juri and Haruka. "I'm Sayori." she said. "I think, I'm dreaming."

At her words the two looked at her oddly. However, their eyes widened soon after. "You're fading!" Juri exclaimed, alarmed. Haruka couldn't find better words to say.

Sayori looked down at herself. It was true. She was fading and her dream was changing. She looked at them again one last time before she found herself back in her room. Lying back on her bed, Sayori said quietly, "It really was a dream." It had seemed very real, but she knew that was impossible. Closing her eyes, she willed herself to fall asleep. In the morning her shivers were back. Also, while making her bed she couldn't find her pillow. She decided to search for it later.

During physical education she was delighted when Yagari called her over. The other students were intimidated by Yagari so they avoided looking, or trying to hear what was said. Surprisingly, today Zero and Ichiru were exempt from running and slept under a tree close-by. "Sensei?" she said.

"The Hunters' Association won't ever accept you as a member, but I can train you. If you still want to learn," Yagari said, staring at her directly. Sayori nodded. She felt so happy she couldn't resist giving Yagari a quick hug. She jumped feeling a jolt, but hardly cared. She was overflowing with happiness. "I'll tell you later about your training schedule. Zero and Ichiru have agreed to help. However, before going back to running I want to know why you weren't in your room last night."

Sayori frowned, replying, "I didn't leave my room last night. After hearing your story yesterday I went to my room and fell asleep. Not until this morning did I step out." She only left out the part about her migraine because she didn't want him to take back his training offer.

He narrowed his eye at her, but nodded. He had placed Zero outside her door and Ichiru above her window on the roof as sentries, after Yuuki's visit. In class she had been staring at him instead of paying attention to his lecture. He knew that Yuuki wouldn't harm her own friend. The problem was that he had checked on her too for reasons similar to Yuuki's. Her room and bed had been empty. Zero and Ichiru had confirmed that she never returned from outside. She came out of her room as if she had been there all night instead of missing. His students didn't lie and he doubted that Sayori would lie…but last night's incident was suspicious. He would investigate by keeping an eye on her. "That's all. Finish running laps," he said.

Sayori was in such high spirits that she forgot about her missing pillow. She changed into a long, white nightgown. The sleeves were long too. The style was very simple, if it could even be called style. She crawled under the covers, curling into a fetal position. Holding the covers, her drowsy eyes caught the change in surroundings. She found herself lying on grass in the middle of the night. The moon was full and a slight shadow fell over her from the mansion nearby. Despite being in a dream she wrapped herself in the covers and fell into slumber.

She woke up feeling a finger poking her shin. Whoever the person was proceeded to grab her ankle, tickling the arch of her foot. She giggled, pulling her foot away. "She's not dead," a boy's voice said. Peeking through the covers hiding her face Sayori saw a young looking Kiryu. She sat up keeping her head and some of her face covered. Only her eyes were visible. She felt a bit embarrassed about being caught in her sleepwear. Light lavender eyes stared at her warily.

Sayori spoke, "You're right. I'm not. Are you Zero, or Ichiru?"

"Zero get away from her," said Yagari-sensei's voice. Seeing him walking towards her followed by Ichiru, her blood ran cold. She really didn't want him to see her in a plain night dress.

She tightened her hold on the covers and turned away.

"She's not a vampire, master," Zero said. "I used one of your knives to give her a small cut on her leg. Nothing happened."

Hearing his words Sayori looked at her legs. He had wrapped her left leg in gauze and tape. She could see the blood outline from where he must have cut just above her ankle. It was more of a medium sized cut. Yagari asked in a sharp tone, "Then why are you covering your face?"

Sayori said, "My face shouldn't be looked at."

"You shouldn't be here. This is the Kiryu family's home. You're trespassing," Yagari informed her.

Getting up, she said, "I'll be leaving then."

"Master, didn't you have a mask that you bought on a mission," Ichiru asked.

Zero added, "Can't she stay? She's not even wearing shoes."

Sayori was taken in for a night, thanks to their kindness. She was provided with a dark blue satin kimono with black roses and a silver obi. Sayori traced the silver trimming, gazing at the kimono's beauty reflected in the mirror. It wasn't a traditional kimono, the cuffs were wide and she was able to put it on without help. She vaguely wondered where Yagari-sensei had come upon it and why he bought it. The mask complimented the kimono. The lips were silver, while the eye slits were out lined black. The rest of the mask was a lighter satin blue. A blue satin ribbon was used to tie the mask on. To complete the outfit she wore setta sandals.

She spent the day talking and playing with the Kiryu twins. She never would have imagined doing such a thing while awake. When night came she went to the guest room they gave her. She mumbled, before falling asleep, "Just like in reality Yagari-sensei is so far away."

Standing outside her room Yagari heard the mysterious girl's words. She wasn't a vampire, but he was wary of her because she was hiding her identity. Now inadvertently hearing her soliloquy he became more suspicious. She spoke as if she knew him. He waited a while then entered the room. Approaching the bed he leaned over her to check if she was asleep. She was. She had said her face shouldn't be looked upon, but he didn't care. He wanted to see if he could identify her as a threat. Possibly she was an assassin.

Undoing the mask's string carefully he removed it. Her face was not ugly, or disfigured. She also didn't suddenly attack him, so she wasn't dangerous. Who are you, and why do you speak about me like we're familiars, he mused. He concluded she must have her reasons for lying. He wouldn't question her. However, before he could tie the mask back in place her eyes opened. She blinked a couple of times. Her eyes widened, she had been caught. "I'm sorry, I lied," she said, feeling ashamed.

"It's fine. You must have reason to hide your face," he said to her. His words made it worse. Tears formed in her eyes blinding her, until they poured down her cheeks. His expression changed from calm to understanding, but Sayori missed it with her eyes downcast. She was fading again. She looked at Yagari, and said, "Please, can I keep just the mask, Yagari-sensei?"

He smiled, placing it in her hands. "You can also keep the kimono," he said. Once again she 'woke' in her room. Except this time it was undeniable. It was not just a dream. It was morning, she was in her bed, but she still held the mask. She was wearing the kimono, too. Tears continued to roll down her face. Sayori was stunned, unable to decide what to do, or think. Changing into her uniform, and after putting away sensei's gifts with special care Sayori went to her classes. She would figure it out later it was too much to take in now.

I added some more to Yagari's part because I realized I was being to vague about the reason for his actions.

This chapter turned out longer than I expected. Kaname will show up soon. Read and review.