It wasn't until Yuuki was standing there alone with the aggressor in question that she turned around and began poking irritably at his chest, putting him on the spot for what she walked up to. "I know you did something! You always bully the night class students you big meanie! What did you do to the poor thing? I am sure he didn't do anything to you! He is too quiet and uninterested to do anything to gain your wrath besides being a vampire!" Her scolding was like nails on a chalk board. Very annoying to listen to, causing her to receive an irritated glare from the hunter that simply smacked her jabbing hand away.
"I told you already. Nothing happened." he repeated, rolling his eyes and turning his back to her. She didn't let him walk away like he had wanted, instead grabbing his arm to stop him, her mood entirely changing to that of feminine worry. When he turned his soft-colored eyes to look at her, all he saw was an expression that would make any normal male feel guilty. For her he felt no such thing.
"Zero…please talk to me. What happened? His throat and wrist were covered in blood…and you have some on you as well…" She had noticed only after walking up the deeper details of the wounds the two had. She could only assume they had a fight or something. Of course there was no surprise when he tugged away from her and glared.
"Stop trying to involve yourself in other people's business." That was a verbal stab. He watched as her brown hues widened at the brutality of such harsh words, their color glimmering with unshed tears. "Zero…" she murmured, trying to stop him and get him to talk but there was no such luck. He just finally turned and walked away having no desire to take her offer on console. He did wonder though how long she'd possibly stand there upset, but he had other things to worry about.
Like Senri.
The hunter himself was having his own trouble trying to distinguish what was going on between them. He hated vampires. Despised them, yet he couldn't help but crave that redhead's blood. It was disgusting…and to kiss him? Even worse. But that vampire had tasted just as good as what ran through his veins…
The memory alone of that flavor caused a hand to come up to his lips, a finger skimming over, a smirk soon forming. Now that he had done such an act, as appalling as it had been, it left a part of him satisfied he had caused a rise to occur from the usually monotone boy. On another hand…he wanted to cause more. But how? That was a good question and already he was thinking up ways to get that to happen.
Besides, he might as well kill two birds with one stone and have fun with it. He'd enjoy screwing around with this new curiosity and piss the night class off at the same time. It was something to look forward to.