1. I FEEL HORRIBLE, i really tried to keep up with school/debate/writing but honestly , ap physics B is a bi***. And i unfortunatly neglected lots of my other activites for physics sigh... :(

2. I will defently be continueing this fanfiction if its the last thing i do!! __

3. expect the next chapter by thursday and i will make it extra long :D

4. I am actually also working on an original story [ although i love kaname and yuuki] i decided to try out my own creative muse to create my own plots/characters/stories etc. Although i know this is "" i was hoping mabey you could read this excerpt and tell me what you think about it? and i promise!!!!! i will continue this fanfiction regardless what happens with this new project. :)

i missed you all!!!

The clouds peaked between the few gaps of the tall trees. I knew it was getting late, but I had this feeling that Ms. Tubbs the cat was close; I could hear the ringing of the bells on her collar. My conscience was screaming at me for being in the woods, alone, and at night - late night.

I heaved a sigh. I knew how much Ms. Tubbs meant to my mother, and especially at this time in her life, she couldn't take another - death. Plus, I'm sure there were no serial killers lurking behind one of the old trees. It just would be too coincidental if there were.

The wind rustled through the trees, emitting a scent of pine. I took in a deep breath of fresh air - it made me feel alive. The moon shone brightly on the clearing. My eyes were quickly scanning for the cat, but, instead, they came across another figure. My heart dropped.

Oh god, it was a serial killer. My luck was brilliant. I shook my head chasing away those thoughts. That was when I noticed something. For some reason, I didn't feel fear towards this mysterious stranger at all. Instead, an unhealthy surge of curiosity.

I squatted behind a thick bush, hoping that it would conceal my presence. My eyes widened as I examined this mysterious stranger. He was sitting on a large mossy rock , his worn black robe draped gracefully across his figure. He took off the hood, and I gave an inaudible gasp.

Strands of chocolate hair glistened in the moon light; his face was the epitome of perfection; his nose perfectly slanted. His hair framed strikingly deep green eyes; they were contemplative as he delicately picked a daisy from the flower bed near his feet.

It wilted; the crisp brown color plagued the entirety of the flower. As he stared at it, his eyes swirled with emotion. Was it sadness I saw? Or possibly frustration? Perhaps it was regret. Then, I looked closer; it seemed that the whole entire flower bed was dead.

His other hand was holding up a large wooden rod with a curved blade at the top. The handle was a deep wood, the blade, engraved with Veritas Inlustrat, elegantly carved. It resembled very much of a scythe. I gave a small gasp - it was a scythe! I moved closer to get a better look.

Crunch!

He quickly turned to my direction. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, and I held my breath. He gave a faint smile.

"If only," he murmured in a silky voice.

He suddenly rose from the rock and looked up to the sky, another gust of wind rustled the trees. I looked up too; the brilliant moon was now covered with clouds. I felt a raindrop on my face. I quickly looked back towards the man, only to gasp. The rock was empty, and I was now alone in the bitter night. Slowly, I arose from my hiding place.

My limbs were frozen.

I could only hear the rustling of the wind, and the cold rain drops splashing on my face. It was starting to rain harder.

Who was he? I asked myself, staring at the rock. He had looked so familiar. Especially with those eyes; they had been so expressive, yet so mysterious.

The rain was now pouring down, and so I began my quest to find again. I couldn't find her though. After another hour of searching, I came across a cabin. Finally, I thought to myself, I've got shelter.

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