Ok, this chappie is a bit shorter, but I just wanted to fit in a place where Kish feelings really turn. Also, I meant to say 'Ivy bangs.' but instead, it came out 'Ivory bangs.' Sorry.

The sky was an elegant deep velvet, dotted with glimmering silver stars. The moon, in the center of it all, shone brightly and fully through the curtains she'd opened for him that night. The wind, carrying warmth, yet still nipping a breeze now and then, brushed across his ivory features and caused his bangs to flutter about.

This gave him cause to pucker his lips and blow upwards, trying to blow away the stray hair from his face. He'd succeeded, yet haulted abruptly and opened one eye as he sighed.

"Yes? Is something wrong?" groaning wearily, he pulled his hand slowly from underneath the soft folds of the blanket and rubbed his eyes.

"No, I was just watching you sleep. You look so cute like that." with another giggle, her shining chocolate pupils reflected the happiness she obviously felt.

"Oh..." was all he said as his eyes, without him realizing it, began to carefully study her curves and her features. "I actually feel a bit better, seeing as how you're taking care of me." with his heart skipping several beats, he dared take in her expression, for fear that she might take it as an insult, or a pass.

Crimson red hair, hanging gracefully over slender shoulders, still damp from her shower. The beads of water were still cascading down her arms as she bent over the bed where he lay. Her fair skin; smooth and soft, graceful and elegant. Everything about her made his head feel light.

'I have to go soon. If I don't, then she'll be in danger. She saved my life, and so I've decided...she'll be my one and only special person.' smiling broadly, he shifted some under the covers and let out a sigh of contentment.

"Well, go back to sleep then...I'm sorry I woke you." leaning over, she lightly pecked his forehead, like she'd done before. This time, he willingly tried his hardest to remember everything about the kiss.

"No, it's fine...I'll see you when I wake up then?...This isn't just a dream, right?" his face, against his will, took on a look of pure worry.

"Oh, don't worry, silly. Of course I'll be here. Now, go to sleep and dream a sweet dream." her nightwear gently blew in the breeze from the opened window, as well as her rich locks of silky hair.

"Good night then...." smiling, he watched as she walked out and gently closed the door, before he flopped back onto the bed and sighed in annoyance. 'Why am I saying these things? Part of me wants her...but my bloodline would only place her in more danger. I might feed on her and kill her. What if she doesn't accept me?!'

Five minutes later, he'd made up his mind...He was going to go home that night. He'd sneak out of the window, and leave her behind, to live a happy, carefree life.

So, reluctantly shoving off all of the warm blankets he'd wrapped around himself, he swung one foot then the other out of the bed and let his feet silently pad along the chilly wooden floor beneath him as he made his way carefully to the window.

'Wait, I should at least leave her a note...She might worry about me!' blushing madly at the mere thought of her expression when she walked in and found him gone. It was such a good thing the darkness of night masked his face so well.

Just then it accured to him. The nightwear she had on...It would look even more ravishing in the light of the early morning, with the elegant rays of the sun gracing her already beautiful features.

The image of the elegant white dress flowing about her knees as the wind blew through the window. The short sleeves of delicate cotton, blowing around her as she smiled. The onyx silken bow on the chest is what really made his mouth water though.

It made him think of the attire his family always wore. So elegant, so rich and mysterious. It was only the fifteenth centry in England, but he was doing well.

'I wonder what it would be like, having her as my bride...I could dress her up like a little doll, in lolli outfits and the like...' shaking his head violently, he growled and began to write.

My dear Ichigo,

My deepest apaulogies for leaving you with such short notice. Though, I have not left you empty handed. For the beautiful kindness you have shown to me, I wish to reward you. By morning, you will have gone downstairs and found the first part of my 'thank you'. I will make the second part clear to you when such a time comes. Until then, My Princess...I bid you a fond farewell, in hopes that we will meet once more.

Sincerely, Kish.

P.S. I will be by soon to pick you up for a party. I will come around six thirty, and we will depart at seven. Though this is not part of my thank you, I do wish to have at least danced with the once who saved my life. Do not worry about the dress, for I have already taken care of that. Though, I will not reviel to you on what day I shall be coming, be sure that I will be coming. Thank you again.

At the end of his letter, he penned a small black bat, his family crest, onto the bottom of the corner and left it on the pillow.

"Good bye, my angel. Be sure that we shall meet again." smiling softly to the doorway in which his angel would enter the following morning, he quickly exited the room, and into the silence of the night.

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