"This is so-o boring!" I groaned, walking through the halls with the others. "Isolation in Domhnall was more interesting than that class!"
"Your just mad coz you suck at history." Spencer remarked.
"And math." Hana added. I frowned at them.
"I do not suck at math and history…I just don't get a word of it…" I sighed.
"I don't get it; you used to be good at math." Zero said.
"Ever since I left, I kinda fell behind." I told him. "It's too complicating. So, who wants to go to the rink tonight?"
"Me!" Hana and Spencer shouted.
"What's so important about going tonight?" Zero asked.
"We've got a concert tonight. St. Xocolatl's Day is coming up soon, so this is like our unofficial party." Hana explained. "You better come, Kiryu!"
"Are you ordering me to come, Geki?" He raised an eyebrow coldly.
"Hm, I'm immune now, Kiryu." Hana chuckled.
"Quit while you're still alive to argue, Han-chan." Spencer led her away from Zero by the shoulders. "You're trying a force not to be reckoned with."
"So your not coming, Zero?" I asked him with slight disappointment in my tone. I realized this and mentally slapped myself.
"I'll go." He sighed.
"Good!" I smiled. "I'll have to ask Yu—." I stopped and looked down. A silence went over us, and a memory of us all at the rink replayed in my mind.
"You miss her too, huh?" Hana sighed, losing her excitement. I nodded.
"W-we better get to lunch. I'll catch up, ok?" I told them. They nodded and walked ahead. I stood and pulled out a picture from my skirt pocket.
The picture was taken of us all at the rink. Near Hana and I was Yuki. There used to be three of us girls to gossip about random stuff, now it was just Hana and me again.
"She's happy, you know." Zero's voice made me jump and I looked over to him. "She was happy with him."
"I know…but still…" I put the picture back, and sighed again. "I regret the last words I ever got to tell her. Be sure to take Kaname up before someone else does. How stupid was I?"
"You're not stupid. You can't see the future, you didn't know." Zero reassured me.
"It's not just that…I'm afraid…I'm afraid that I hate her now…" I admitted, and he gave me an unreadable expression. "She turned out to be the sister of the guy that tried to kill me. One of my close friends was a pureblood, a species I despise."
"I have no room to talk though, I mean, isn't pureblood genes running through me right at this very moment?" I growled, and gripped my tattooed wrist.
"You're not a pureblood, Kizuki. You're only human…well, half that is. I can't blame you for feeling like that toward Yuki." He told me.
I kept looking down, and eventually said, "We should get to the others, their probably worried."
After getting lunch, we both sat down with Hana and Spencer.
"You might like our new songs, you know, Zero." Hana spoke up. "Their romancy songs that Kizuki wrote."
"I didn't just write them, Hana. Spencer helped, since he's singing some of 'em." I corrected her.
"Still, he's barely useable in that department." Hana replied, and Spencer shot his gaze to her, a burrito hanging from his mouth.
"Where'd you get the burrito? The cafeterias not serving that." I pointed out.
"I know a guy." He grinned.
"Your so obsessed with Mexican food." I shook my head in disappointment.
"I am not." He rolled his eyes.
"Then why do you have a bag of spicy jalapeño Mexican chips, guacamole sauce, and a churro in your backpack?" Hana pointed to his bag.
"Oh, churro, don't you share?" I shouted to Spencer.
"Not when it comes to my churros." He replied. "The guy was giving me a cheap deal, so I took it."
"You know, most people have those dangerous contacts that can get rid of bodies, and your contacts are for Mexican food." Hana said. "That tells me a lot about your mental health."
"Hana!" He snapped.
"What, it's true!" She hollered back. "Oh, are the vamp guys coming too?"
I nodded. "I asked them last night."
"Good. So, Zero, did you choose to come coz Kizuki's singing, or just to stare at her under the silhouette of the disco lights?" Hana dramatically asked him, sounding like a corny romance scene.
"Hana, what are you, a Twilight parody waiting to happen?" I asked back sarcastically.
"I know I could write it better. Let's just say the book would end with Edward's head on a platter." Hana chuckled evilly.
"Hey, that was my idea!" I growled.
"You made the idea like two years ago, its only fair game since you didn't publish it." Hana defended.
"…50%" I confirmed.
"Fine." She sighed.
"You two act like it'll actually happen." Zero mumbled.
"Who knows, that publisher I sucker punched may call again!" Hana yelled.
"Hana, he already dropped the lawsuit, he's never calling the person that broke his nose." I rolled my eyes.
"Will she ever let it go?" Spencer asked through a mouthful of chips.
"Oh, shut up, burrito boy." Hana growled, tossing a chip at him.
I sighed. "You two are completely crazy."
"Time to skate till your asses fall off!" Hana shouted to the crowd of people in the rink.
We stood in the middle of the skating rink, our equipment set up. The people skated around us, and it only would make our playing look cooler.
"That sounds romantic, Hana." I sarcastically remarked, rolling my eyes. "The guy leans in to kiss his girlfriend, and her ass falls off."
"Perfect tender moment." Spencer chuckled. "I myself favor a little ass falling in my love life."
"I knew you were an ass kinda guy." Hana grinned, and it took Spencer a few seconds to realize.
"Hey!" He shouted.
"Don't start, you two." I sighed, and waved over to the others. "Let's go greet the vamps."
I dodged the skating pedestrians and jumped onto the fencing. "Hi! How goes it?"
"You guys better be worth coming here." Aido hissed.
"Of course we are, Aido." Hana smirked. "Am I not important enough for you to be near used shoes?"
"Shut up, Geki!" He ordered.
"You tryin' to start somethin', Hanabusa?" she replied.
"Both of you, no biting each other's neck!" I snapped at them. "We gotta start playing, and watch for the special surprise we got!"
"Why am I getting a bad feeling it involves something blowing up?" Kain muttered.
"No it doesn't, Kain." I told him, and ran over to the set up in a black long sleeve shirt that was tighter than I was used to, a sleeveless blue and black plaid jacket with a fur collar, a fur rimmed hoodie as well, black shorts, and my black heel-less boots that reached under my knees.
"Hey Kizu, that's a new outfit." Hana pointed out.
"Oh, I forgot: these are actually my battle clothes now. I just don't have my weapon belts. Master got it for me." I smiled. "Who knew he had good taste for a guy?"
"I definitely didn't." Spencer joked. "Whelp, let's get started. I get to sing first!"
"I'll remember my earplugs." Hana commented.
"Hana!" I scolded, grabbing a guitar. "Hana, you'll have to take over Spencer's drums, 'kay?"
"Got it, Kizu-chan!" She saluted with a smile. Luckily, we knew each other's instruments ok, so we could fill in for the other.
Usually I sang, but Spencer had to do guy voices. I had to take over Hana's guitar tonight.
The first few songs were switched between us all. People asked us to play some other songs, and we did. Hana and I even sang, "Your Love is My Drug."
Spencer started the songs, "So Obvious," and I went up with my guitar for my song.
"Here's a new song from yours truly, and let's hope there's no explosions this time." I glared over to Spencer.
"What, is it my fault the guitar couldn't handle my awesomeness?" People skating laughed.
The people skating around us continued and Spencer started his guitar, a mic in front of him, and I let my fingers glide the keys to the keyboard in front of me.
Kizuki: Can we pretend that airplanes and the night sky,
Like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes and the night sky,
Like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now
Spencer: yeah, I could really a dream, a genie, or a wish
To go to a place much simpler than this
Coz after all the partying, the smashin and crashin
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and the madness
There's a time where you fade to the blackness
And you're starin' at that phone in your lap
You're hopin' those people never call you back.
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel in the sand
What would you wish for, if you had one chance?
So airplane, airplane sorry I'm late
I'm on my way so don't close that gate
And if don't make that then I'll switch my flight
And I'll be right back at it at the end of the night
Kizuki: Can we pretend that airplanes and the night sky,
Like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes and the night sky,
Like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now
Spencer: somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before anything mattered what was in my bank
And when I was tryin' to get to that subway
When I was tryin' to rap for the hell of it, but nowadays we're rappin' state relevant
I'm guessin' if we can make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe I'll go back to the days
So here again I stand, and I sing
I'm hopin that we can make wishes out of airplanes
Kizuki: Can we pretend that airplanes and the night sky,
Like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes and the night sky,
Like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now
Spencer: I could really use a wish right now (Kizuki: oh, oh, oh, oh)
I could really use a wish right now (Kizuki: MmhmMm)
Like shooting stars (Kizuki: a-ah ah ah ah)
A wish right now
"Thanks for listening, guys. Have fun!" I shouted, and we jumped up from our spots near the instruments.
"Another success!" Hana cheered as we ran over to the others. I hopped onto Spencer's back in excitement.
"So, did you guys like it?" I asked them. They all nodded.
"I didn't know you rapped, Spence." Hana brought up.
"I have many talents." He gloated. I scoffed jokingly, and pat his head.
"Its ok, Spencer." I apologized. "You were good."
"You were too, lil' sis." When I looked down, I noticed the skates on his feet.
"Don't even think about it!" I shouted, but he had already sped off around the rink. "Ah, shit!"
"Oh, I call dibbs on second!" Hana hollered.