Sat. back again! Tell me if you like the P.O.V. changes because there will be more! I think it'll help a lot with character development, but that's just me. In any case, I don't really have any important comments at the moment, except that I love weekends! I own nothing familiar…which is sad…oh well.

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Sarah

Wednesday

Chapter five: Library

Wow, I didn't think there would be a chance to act like a normal teenager. This school is certainly something different. I mean the classes aren't that different from what I learned with the Hunters, excluding the fight classes. The teachers aren't that much different with what is taught or how, not mentioning the punishment we'd receive if we didn't do something right before we left the Hunters. They were always talking about us being the "perfect weapons". I think they're perfect idiots, but that might just be me and the girls with that opinion.

I gotta say, though, the library here is awesome! Not only does it have a good selection of scholarly books, but they have a manga section from heaven! The girls and I have always been into books. We were introduced to mangas by accident. I remember walking down the streets in Tokyo the first time we got to Japan three years ago. I dragged Ana to a bookstore and discovered the wonderful world of manga! I've been addicted ever since. Happily so, in fact.

So, here I am in the library after we finished the fight meeting, looking for a good romance book and three new mangas. I love me a good romance! Fixing my messy bun that holds one of Thetis' Tears, I adjust the ones on the inside of my jeans. I was able to get my homework done during class, so I have a little free time tonight. I walk between the rows of books. It's funny how the lighting changes when you walk out of the aisles. It's so dark between the books that it feels like a little world trapped and invisible from the bigger, brighter world.

Let's see, where is the rest of this manga series? I crouch down to where my most recent series is. I need books thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen. I run my finger across the present books, taking in the numbers and see that… they're missing! All three of them! Aw, man! This sucks big! The card catalog said they were here. It must not have been updated. I heave a large sigh and begin to exit the little aisle world. Whoa! I nearly run into a wall of white.

"Oh! Sorry, Wave-san. I thought you knew I was here."

I look up to see Takuma's bright smile and shimmering green eyes…yes, I think he's hot. I'm still a human teenage girl, here! Cut me some slack.

"It's alright," I say with a smile and back up some, "I'm used to running into things or people or just everything in general."

"Really?" he asks, cocking his head barely, "With the grace you have in hand-to-hand, I never thought of you to be clumsy." I blush a bit at the compliment and slight backhanded compliment. I'm not used to getting any except from the girls.

"Thanks, but it's not always my klutziness," I respond, looking at the other mangas that I might consider starting, "Some times it's just bad timing."

"Ah, I see," he says with a nod, "Why are you here at this time of night?"

"Looking for something new to read. The manga I want to check out isn't in right now," I say and turn my attention to the tall vampire, "Why are you here? Don't you have classes?"

"We are on a break at the moment," he says, pulling a book from the shelf, "You, on the other hand, are breaking school rules being out past lights-out." That's true. It's nine-thirty and lights-out is at nine.

"You gonna turn me into the prefects?" I ask with a sly smirk.

"No," he says returning my smirk, "I think your bad timing might turn you in."

"Ah, but you forget," I say holding my finger up in a dignified manner, "I can't be caught. Ana and I are always the hardest ones to catch and we have proof of that."

"What kind of proof?"

"We were told by the Hunters, while we were training with them, that we were a bitch to find and catch." He chuckles a bit at that and I just shrug.

"You certainly don't seem as intimidating as you did during the meeting we had with Kaname-sama," he comments, pulling out another book. Wow, he thinks I was intimidating.

"It was sort of necessary. That was to basically let you guys know that we are not to be underestimated. The message was especially made for Kuran."

"May I ask what the issue is you are having with Kaname-sama?"

I look at him with no humor in my eyes or face at all. He needs to know that it isn't just an issue, but a major problem. That this problem is very serious and more life threatening to the girls and me than any of them will ever know. Maybe Kuran knows that and that's why he still has what we need.

"It's much more than an issue, Takuma-san. I'm afraid that I have no real authority to tell you such matters without a full group consult. Until then, you have no right or need to know such details."

"And, there is that intimidating person again," he says with a smile. My brows shoot up some in surprise. He doesn't really care that I just kinda talked down to him? Weird.

"You're not … very arrogant, are you?"

"I don't see the point to be," he says with that same smile.

I can't help but return it. Shaking my head, I maneuver past him and head towards the romance section. This isn't very large, but the books are long. I read very fast, so 800 page books are done within three days at most. I like books, what can I say?

"It's odd to see what kind of books you like," he comments behind me. I figured he'd still be behind me.

"What about you with vampire mangas?" I ask, sending a grin at him. He sheepishly smiles back.

"Why romance novels?"

Reaching up to the top shelf to pull an interesting book out, I say, "Because we all want what we can't have. My salve is books with relationships I can never have."

"Why is that?"

"For nearly the same reason you can't," I say turning the dark red book over to read the back, "It complicates things for various reasons."

"Have you always wanted a relationship?" I shrug.

"I want some small form of normalcy," I sigh out and push the book back into place, "I don't get it very often, but I'm happy with the way I am." And with what I am.

He doesn't respond as I crouch down to pull out another book; this one is bright blue with a school building on the front. I flip it over and read the summary. A girl that has everything a teenager could want but a family. She was abandoned at the age of seven and wasn't adopted until she was thirteen. Now in high school, she meets a boy who has nothing but his family and school. They meet and become fascinated with each other. This looks like a good, slightly cliché one. It's pretty thick, so it should last me a few days. I look up from my spot to see that he's still looking at me.

"I'll see you later, Takuma-san," I say and check the book out on my own. I wrote a note to the librarian, telling him what book I took out and my name and student number.

Silver moonlight flitters through the glass, sending tall outlines of the windows on the hall floor I walk on. Stopping in front of one window, I slide my hand into the light and watch my skin turn gray. Gently and silently, I slide a Tear out of my inner beltline and hold it in the light. The metal dulls in blue color but glints, the solemn rays running over the etched magi circle. I could get in trouble for this. My wrist twists to point the Tear at who ever is behind me, reflexes taking over. He puts his hands up, which are occupied with books. Takuma?

"Sorry to startle you again," he says with a small and uneasy grin. I lower my arm, letting it hang.

"I think you would have been sorrier if I reacted further."

"That is a beautiful dagger," he says nodding to my Tear. I flip it a little in my hand and present it to him so he can see it better.

"I call it Thetis' Tears."

"There is more than one?"

In response, I fold my beltline down some so he can see the hilts of the other daggers as I place the one I have out back. Then, I tug out the one in my hair, letting it fall heavily to my back. I quickly twist it back up and slide the dagger through again.

"Very inventive," he says with a small laugh.

"I have a lot of hair," I say with a shrug, "Might as well use it for something than it just being there." He chuckles at my comment. Well, it's true.

We both continue down the hallway and my gaze hits the windows lined on the wall. The grounds look like a fairytale setting. Though, I'm certainly no princess in this book; I'm the blood drenched monster hidden amongst the little humans of the castle. I think it's funny that no one really knows that we exist and that the thought of vampires existing is more plausible than us.

Little did anyone or thing know that there are some creatures worse than vampires and werewolves out there. I snort a small laugh, earning a glance from Takuma. I look at the midnight blue sky sprinkled with stars an—oh! A shooting star! Stopping, my eyes snap shut as I make a wish. Childish, yes, but it is stupid little things like this that gave me hope when I was little. The habit never broke as I got older.

"What are you doing?" he asks. Grinning at him I say, "Making a wish. I saw a shooting star outside."

"Really?"

"Yup!" He laughs after a few seconds of delay.

"Hey, don't laugh at me!" I snap back at him with a pout.

"I'm sorry, Wave-san," he says controlling his laugh, "You're just a very odd person. You seem to have split personalities."

"No, that's the Headmaster," I say and keep walking, "I just think it's important to have a normal personality when I'm not being serious. There's no real point in being serious all the time." Then, I'd end up like how Ana was when I first met her.

"Well, I'm afraid this is where I have to turn," Takuma says with that same little smile, "It was very pleasant talking to you, Wave-san. Maybe we could do it some other time."

"Maybe," I say with a nod, "have a good class."

"Good evening," he says turning down the left hallway and to an open classroom. Aido pops his head out to see who is coming and waves at me. I hesitantly wave back and leave before he could stop me.

It's strange. How is Takuma so nice and is Kuran's second in command? Ah, well they come in all shapes and sizes. Heading up the dark and marble staircases, I wander slowly towards my room. Silently opening the door, I tiptoe in and head towards my bed. I glace over to Ana to see…she's not there. What the hell? Dropping my new book on my bed, I flip the lamp on and look at my friend's empty bed. There is a ripped sheet of loose leaf sitting on it. Picking it up I read Ana's messy handwriting that says she had to talk to Kiryuu about something and would be back sometime before midnight, hopefully.

What's up with this guy? Why is Ana being so compliant to him? He's such a jerk. Maybe the others would know what's going on. Ooh! What if Ana likes this guy?! That would be so sweet! …Never mind, I don't think Ana could like a guy…I'm not sure. I walk out of my room with the note in hand and head to Kaitlin and Rena's room and knock on the door. Rena opens it wearing a baby pink t-shirt that she's had for six years and dark blue shorts.

"What's up, Sarah?" she asks, moving out of the way to let me in. after she closes the door, I sit down on Kaitlin's bed.

"I have a question, you guys," I say and glance at the note in my hand.

"Shoot," Kaitlin says from her desk. She's sitting backwards, straddled in the chair while wearing spaghetti string red top and black pants.

"Do either of you know what's going on between Ana and Kiryuu?" I ask handing the note over to Rena. The skinny blonde reads over it with a little bit of confusion.

"This is a bit strange," she mutters and hands off the note to Kaitlin.

"Why is this guy important to her?" asks the short brunette, posing the question at me. I shrug in response.

"My question is: why is she seeing him past lights-out?" Rena says slowly and takes a seat on her bed.

"The only time I know of when she did this was the first day of classes when he wanted to talk to her," I say, listing off with my fingers, "And this past Monday after the first meeting in the Fight Hall. She came back a bit late from that too. She was annoyed and a little flustered, but she can be so guarded, even I can't say for certain what she's feeling."

"It seems that you know more about this than we do," Kaitlin mummers, staring hard at the note.

"Alright, then," I say with a sigh, "I'll go talk to Angelica and see what she thinks."

Kaitlin hands the note back over and I walk out the door, shutting it quietly. Soon, after a flight of stairs and check the hallway for Yuuki, I knock on Angelica's door. I hear a muffled "come in" and open the door. Entering the dark room, I walk towards where I know Angelica is as she flips a lamp on. She sits up from her bed while rubbing her eyes and pushes back her covers.

"Is something wrong?" she asks with a sleepy voice. I hand her the note.

"I'm not sure, actually," I say and take a seat on her bed, "Sorry for waking you, but this was the only time I could do this, now that I think about it."

"She's talking to Kiryuu," she states and drops the note on her lap, "So what?"

"Don't you think it's a little strange? You know that she only gives this much attention to someone important. It makes more sense for her to be talking to Kuran at this time of night than to him."

"Jealous, little Sarah?" she asks with a malicious grin. I glare at her.

"Worried."

"Think about it, spaz-child," she says, leaning foreword, "This guy obviously doesn't like vampires and yet he is one. Self-hating. Sound familiar?" Oh. Oh!

"So that's why?" I ask getting up, "She feels sorry for him?"

"She doesn't want what happened to her or me to happen to others. Just like one of us wouldn't want anyone to deal with what we dealt with in the Hunters," she says, snuggling back down into her blankets. I pick up the note again, looking at her messy scrawled writing.

"Well, damn. I thought she might like this guy."

"Maybe she does."

"Do you like anyone here?" I see her shoulders move up and back down in a laying down shrug. That's not a no! Perhaps I can play matchmaker for all of the girls!

"Sorry for waking you up. Night," I says and turn the lamp off and leave her room without tripping over anything.

Ana needs some lovin' and Kiryuu might just help with this situation.

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I glace between the two quiet people. This is harder than it sounds because Kiryuu is way up at the top of the elevated desks and Ana is right next to me. This glancing isn't very discrete to Ana, but oh well. I haven't asked her anything about what happened last night. She didn't get back until around 12:30. Yes, I stayed up that long and I'm halfway through my book. I need to check another out tonight. Taking a deep breath, I gather up my courage and tap Ana on the shoulder.

"What did you and Kiryuu talk about last night?"

"He just asked some questions," she says, looking at her history notes. We have a quiz today.

"About what?"

"Us."

"You mean, what we are?" I ask lowly in English. She nods and flips her page of scribbled notes.

"Why?"

"He just wants to know more about what we are," she mutters, "Do you remember studying a record of a family of Hunters that were murdered by a pureblood?"

"Yeah, they were supposed to be really good and have one prodigal son out of two. Why?"

"Remember the name of the family?"

"Er, not really. I read it when I was around nine or so and it was only for a moment. We weren't supposed to be in Spain at the time, you know."

"That was his family."

"Holy shit!"

"Shh," she hisses out with a glare, "He doesn't know that we know that."

"I didn't know we knew that," I mutter, returning the glare.

"Photographic memory when it comes to stats of who did something, when and how. I can never remember the why part, remember?" she says, looking back at her notes.

That's true. Each of our abilities affects us in other ways that no one knows about. I remember every event that happened around me. It's like a movie to me and I have the script. Kaitlin can draw scene of places that she sees in dreams. We found out that these places weren't from her imagination, but from other people. It's still unsure how this dream dipping works or what it is, but she has it.

Rena, on the other hand, can send people nightmares by accident or on purpose. The rebound is that she has them too. Angelica has the oddest extra ability out of all of us. She can control electric signals that run up and down the spinal cord when that person is asleep. Yeah, we never told the Hunters any of this, so it's not on record. That's really important.

"Wow, what a conundrum," I mutter and look over my own notes. I see Ana nod out of the corner of my eye.

"Alright, everyone!" Mr. Kaze says down at his desk, "Notes away and take out a pen. It's time for the quiz." The class groans and Ana and I sigh. I really don't like this guy.

After everything today, I head up to the library again. The meeting went well and we only lost five people out of the whole class number. Those five were girls and fan girls at that. They stopped coming since none of the Night Class isn't coming anymore, which is good for all of us in general. I decide to wander around the library instead of going to the usual places I go to. I haven't changed out of my baggy grey shirt and black shorts. I head towards the science section.

"Well, Wave-san. We meet again." I turn to see Takuma behind me. I smile at him and scratch the back of my neck.

"Yeah, I'm almost done with the book I got last night," I say, walking towards him.

"Already?" he asks with his brows shot up some.

"I had some time on my hands," I respond holding up my palms, "On break again?"

"Yes," he says with a nod.

"Well," I draw out, running out of things to talk about, "How's your day go so far."

"Fairly well, if Aido would stop skipping classes," he says with a small frown.

"You could try and let Kaitlin keep him in place," I say, "I'd pay money to see that."

"That would be entertaining," he says with a grin, "He wouldn't stop talking about how she could have knocked him on his back in the first meeting you ladies held."

"Well, don't get women mad," I says with a shaking finger, "Especially southern girls from America. Man, you've never seen scary until you've seen Ana and Kaitlin angry."

"I hope I don't have to witness that," he say with larger grin.

The conversation begins to drift off into what types of books we like, what types of mangas, what we like to do in our free time, and the few places we've been to. I've been more places than him! I didn't tell him all of them or what I was doing there at the time. I'm not that blonde. Glancing at the clock on the wall above the door, I notice that it's 9:45. Gah!

"Hey, doesn't your break end at 9:40?" I frantically ask.

"Oh, it does," he says looking at the clock as well, "Great, I'm late."

"I'm sorry," I say, dropping my head.

"Don't worry about it," he says with a smile and places his hand on my shoulder, "I enjoyed talking to you."

We walk towards the library door to head towards the hallway. As we turn to walk around a table─ow! Aw, man I hate it when this happens! I lightly hiss while holding my hip that knocked into the corner of the table. It knocks me off my feet a bit and I fall sideways a little. I feel his arms hold me by my shoulders, but I don't really care 'cause this hurts! I pull my beltline down some and see red skin in the shape of one of my dagger hilts. That'll be a weird bruise.

"Are you alright?" he asks above me.

I look up to see his slightly worried face and realize that he's still holding me. Wait a minute…whoa! I jump out of his arms while scratching the back of my neck nervously. My face begins to heat up. Aw, damn it!

"Oh, yeah I'm fine, but you should get to class! Sorry about knocking into you, but like I said, bad timing! See ya!" I say in one breath and break for the door. I hope he didn't understand any of that.

I continue to run until I get to my door. I open the door and nearly slam it shut. Leaning against it, I try to let my lungs catch up since I left them in the library. Pressing my hand to my forehead, an old habit to try and calm me down, a thought hits me.

"I didn't even get a book!"

"Sarah, what's wrong with you?" Ana asks from her desk. She looks very worried and confused as she sits in her workout clothes, pouring over her math homework.

"I had a spaz moment," I mutter and flop on my bed.

"Want to talk about it?" she asks turning to look at while putting her pencil down.

"Do you know Takuma?" I ask and she nods, "Well, I was talking to him in the library because he was on break and I was looking for a new book and when we where leaving the library, I knocked into a table and into him." I do a face palm and Ana just snorts a laugh.

"Seems you've got a crush," she says, turning back to her homework.

"No I do not!" I argue back turning red and trying not to smile. I can never lie to this girl. Wait, if I can't lie, does that mean…?

"Sarah, I can hear you turning red and I can hear your smile," she says with a matter of fact voice, not even slowing the movements of her pencil. Damn it! How can she do that!

"Don't be silly, Ana," I growl back at her, "You know that we can't have relationships like that."

"Not with humans, no," she says, putting her homework into her book and getting up, "But he's not human and he can take care of himself or he wouldn't be Kuran's second." Fine, all of these things have merit, but I'm not saying that out loud.

"There will be one problem," she says while gathering up her sleep clothes.

"Oh, and what is that?" Yes, a reason against this thing!

"You'll have to deal with a lot of angry fan girls and fan boys," she says with a large grin and shuts the bathroom door before I could lunge at her.

I don't have a crush, do I?

RRRRRRRRR(Friday)RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

School's out for the day. We decided to cancel the meeting tonight because of a major paper due on Monday. I really am thinking about clean ways to get rid of Mr. Kaze. He's messing with our sparing time. I'm sitting on a little hill, watching the soon-to-be dipping sun. I rolled my socks down to my ankles, because they're so friggin' annoying! I popped my jacket opened and ditched the little bow thingy that ties at the top. Pulling out a notebook from my discarded blue backpack, I tug out a pen and start to think about what to write.

My hand begins to write over the lined sheet. I don't notice what words I'm writing down until I feel finished. Stopping and pulling myself out of the daze, I read what I wrote down. It's a poem of the first mission the girls and I did as a group when we were all about seven. Wonder why I'm thinking about this now. I begin to read the lines and start to change the end-stops and enjambments. I also fix the grammar and change some words. When I think I've done enough editing for the moment, I lay the notebook on top of my backpack. Stretching out my limbs I lie down and begin to doze off.

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Grass crunches and rustles near my head. Someone picks up my notebook. I wake up to see a dark sky over Takuma. He seems to be interested with my notebook. How long have I been out? Some water is on my legs. Must be late dew.

"Find something interesting?" I ask and watch him jump a little. Heh, I love making people jump.

"Did you write this?" he asks, kneeling next to me.

"Yeah," I respond and sit up, stretching my arms over my head, "It needs work. I'm gonna let Angelica take a look at it later on. What time is it?"

"Around eleven," he says offering a hand to me. I take his cool hand and get up, brushing off my skirt in the process.

"Wow, really?"

"Yes."

"Oh jeez. The girls probably don't know where I am," I mummer, gathering up my backpack and taking my notebook back.

"May escort you back to the dorms?" he says with a playful bow.

"Please do," I say with a fake snooty ascent, "I wouldn't want to get mauled by fan girls or by the prefects for being out so late."

"Well, I'm afraid that I can't save you from your friends," he says offering me his arm. I loosely loop my through his and we head to the Sun dorms. We chatter on about what we did today and I recommend some new books to him. We say our goodbyes and I start to head up the stairs.

"Wow, you interacting with a guy on your own," Ana says behind me.

I jump five feet in the air and whip around. She leans between the main entrance door and the window with a small grin that's her trademark face. How'd she know I was here? Oh, wait she's the radar. Damn. I haven't made it to the staircase yet. I shift nervously and look at the floor. She walks up to me and encircles my shoulders with a laugh. I look up to see a very happy expression on her face. That's kind of rare.

"Congrats on being social able. But, next time don't fall asleep in fields again," she says with a grin as we walk up the stairs.

"How'd you know I fell asleep?" I ask with wide eyes. She's not mad at me talking to Takuma so easily?

"You stayed in one place for so long, I figured you fell asleep," she says, opening our door.

"You know me too well," I say, dropping my backpack next to my bed.

"Yes, I do," she says handing me sleep clothes and walking me to the bathroom, "Which is why it's safe to say that you have a total crush on Takuma."

She shoves me in the bathroom and shuts the door before I could even process what she said. I have a what?! I've never had a crush before in my life! None that I can remember anyway. I absently turn on the shower and begin to strip down, carefully placing the Tears on the counter. I get into the shower, letting the pulsing water drench me.

Let's think about this. I, out of most people, know what the signs are for a crush. Alright, nervousness? Not really. Sentences coming out the wrong way when you want to say something else refined? Once, but that was because I knocked in to him. Oh, wait; flustered on contact? Yeah, I got that one, I admit it. Um, let's see…like to be around them? Yeah, he's pretty cool to talk to. I don't show any emotional signs except fluster in contact. Does this mean I like him? I'm a super empathic person! I should know! If I don't know, does that mean I like him?

…I need some help.