The sun shines through the window of Yuki and Zero's room, beating down on the couple as they lie in their bed. Yuki, still clinging on to Zero from behind, is the first to wake up. She sits up in their small bed, they've never needed a large one, they're happy lying close to each other, and rubs her eyes, yawning. She looks down on her vampire, and admires him as he sleeps. The sun bounces off his perfect white hair, causing it to shine brilliantly. Yuki looks at the clock, and realises that it's two in the afternoon. Yuki smiles at the sleeping Zero. "I think it's time you woke up." Yuki pulls the covers off of Zero, gasping at what she sees. There Zero lies, wearing only a pair of tight boxer shorts. He usually slept in a shirt, but Kaname removed it to deal with his wounds. Yuki runs her eyes up and down Zero's figure, his muscles looking amazing. She glances further down from his chest, and notices a bulge. Quite a large one, at that. Blushing, realising what she's looking at, Yuki can't stop her head filling with ideas, and scenarios. She contemplates climbing on top of the vampire, her cheeks growing redder at the thought. She then sighs, deciding against it. "The first time shouldn't be like that..." Yuki thinks to herself. "Just wait Yuki, you'll get your chance..."

Yuki shakes off the redness covering her face, and pushes her thoughts to the back of her mind. She smiles, noticing that Zero hasn't woken up yet. He's always been a heavy sleeper. Yuki gently pokes Zero on the arm. "Zero, Zero, it's time to get up." Zero opens his eyes. The sound of Yuki's voice always wakes him up. Zero turns to Yuki, still half asleep, and smiles at her. "Well aren't you the most perfect sight I could have woke up to today. Good morning, Yuki." Yuki blushes, as she always does when Zero says things like that. He's becoming quite the charmer. "G...good morning, Zero." Yuki leans over and kisses Zero, Zero pulling her closer and kissing her back. Zero looks down, and sees his mostly naked body. "Oh, um, uh...could you hand me my clothes?" Yuki giggles. She doesn't understand how someone with a body lik his could ever be so shy about it. Against her own interest, Yuki gets out of the bed and grabs Zero's clothes off the chair in their room. She turns around and hands them to him. "Thank you Yuki." Zero says while pulling on his jeans. It's a Saturday, so there's no reason to dress in the school uniform. Zero puts on his white shirt, and his black leather shoes. Yuki wonders how Zero can look so good in such boring clothes. Yuki starts to take off what she was wearing in bed, one of Zero's shirts, as she always wore in bed. Once taking off the shirt, Yuki is only in her bra and panties, both black with pink decor on them. Zero gawps at her body, never really seeing it this bare before, except for in his dreams. He stares at his love, thinking of how much she has changed in the year they were together. In the year between fifteen and sixteen, Yuki has changed phenomenally. She was already beautiful, but now she had developed further. Zero compared her to last year. She's grown about an inch, not a lot for a year, but Zero likes her height. It's perfect for holding her. Her figure has become so much more womanly, her body a series of curves. She's kept her hair the same, which Zero likes. Lastly, without really thinking about it, Zero looks at her breasts. They've grown since last year. They haven't gone up any sizes, but they've filled out more. Zero swallows forcefully, thanking every force he can think of that he's already wearing jeans to cover his crotch. Yuki looks back at him, seeing his reaction, and smiles. Within a few minutes, Yuki is dressed, to Zero's disappointment, but relief at the same time. He doesn't know how much longer he could have controlled himself. Yuki wears a fairly short skirt, with black leggings, and a t-shirt with a little leather jacket Zero gave her for her birthday. Yuki does a little spin. "Ta-da! How do I look?" Zero runs his eyes over the now clothed Yuki and smiles. "Beautiful. Now, let's go downstairs. We should try to enjoy our day before patrol tonight."

The couple link hands and walk out of their bedroom, each wishing the other was wearing considerably less clothes.

Akira looks in the mirror. Brown leather jacket, blue jeans, an anime t-shirt, and a pair of black converse. He's only really got this outfit and the school uniform. They're the clothes he was given when he joined the academy. Akira stares at himself, thinking his look over. He's suddenly very aware of how he looks, but he doesn't know why. Akira decides he looks okay in this outfit, and checks the time. Two o' clock. Sakura had phoned him about half an hour ago, asking him to meet at half two in front of the day dorm. She had gotten his number from the information desk, where you can get all the numbers for the school's built in phones. He listens for noise around the dorm. Ichico is awake. He can hear his mocking tone in the front hall. He obviously didn't see Akira tackle him to the ground a few nights ago, or else he would have been to his room immediately. Ichigo is in a bad mood, Akira can hear how he's ordering the other classmates about. He decides it would be both safer and easier to exit through his room window, removing any possibility of bumping into Ichigo while he's in his bad mood from the headache he most likely has. Akira slips out his window, leaping from his windowsill to the one below him. From there, he jumps down to a tree bordering the dorm, and then to the bottom level of the dorm, where he can walk to the bridge. He would prefer to jump through the trees again, but he doesn't want pine needles in his jacket.

Akira walks over the bridge connecting the dorm to the main part of the academy, and then walks over to the day dorm. He finds a spot up against the wall and waits, observing the area around him. The members of the day class are spilling out of the dorm gates. Akira closes his eyes, taking a deep breath in through his nose. He smells perfume, and deodorant, all of it artificial, and unpleasant to his powerful nose. He can smell the make up the girls are wearing, ever the unscented kinds. He tries to find something more pleasant to smell. He smells raw meat, obviously emanating from the kitchen of the academy. Akira's mouth fills with saliva, threatening to drool at the delicious scent of the raw meat. He took a deeper breath. Beef. Akira enjoys the smell of the beef. Bloody and raw. Just how he likes it. Akira shakes his head, trying to repel such animalistic thoughts. "You live with the humans now Akira, you have to act like them..." he thinks to himself. Suddenly, he smells something peculiar. It smells like blood, but not out in the open. Akira can't usually smell the blood while it's still someone's veins. He takes a long sniff, confused by the new smell. It becomes easier to smell. It's getting closer. Akira takes another breath in, trying to figure out where's he's smelled that smell before. He recalls smelling it recently. Akira digs through his memories, to a few nights ago. The smell wafted through a doorway as it was being opened. Being opened by Kaname Kuran, while Akira returned the white haired boy to the dorm.

Akira's eyes snap open. "Vampire..." he says softly to himself.

Akira hears a chuckle next to him. "My ears are burning." Akira turns, and sees a boy around his age. Pale skin. Black, straight hair, curved around his head, his fringe swooping down past his forehead, but not as low as his eyes. Shorter than him, but not by much. Slender, but not overly so. "I see you're good with your nose. Singled me out among the humans." Akira gets a little worried. "Uh, the humans? What are you talking about? We're all humans here." The boy chuckles again "Please, it's not hard to single out the non-humans here. When you're one of them, you tend to know how they act. I'm guessing you're not a vampire from your surprise at detecting another one. So, what are you then? I don't really know any non-humans other than vampires." "...You're talking a little openly about this, aren't you? Couldn't you be overheard easily?" The black haired boy looks around at the hustle and bustle around him. "They hear what I want them to hear." The boy raises a hand and lifts Akira a few centimetres off the ground without touching him, to Akira's immense surprise. "You...I... put me down!" Akira shouts. The boy lets him drop. "You didn't know vampires could do that, did you?" Akira shakes his head. "I've only met one, not including you. I know barely anything about your kind. At least I know your smell now." Akira grumbles, not liking it when he doesn't know something. The boy smiles, but not spitefully, friendlily. "Oh, in that case, let me tell you. You see, most vampires, above a certain level, oh, we have levels, like, um..." the boy pauses, trying to think of an example. Akira smiles at the boy, now that he's showing his kind side. "Like the ranks in a pack of wolves?" Akira says to him. "Yes, exactly, except we're levelled by the quality of our blood. Anyways, vampires above a certain level have powers. Most of these are elemental, the power to create or manipulate elements, such as fire, ice and water. I was one of the lucky ones who was born with telekinetic powers, and psychic powers. Like Lord Kaname!" the boy beams, proud that him and his pure blood leader have something in common. "So, I can limit the humans, so that they don't hear us." Akira smiles, genuinely interested. "That's amazing, I didn't know you could do that."

The boy smiles, happy that he's educated this non-human on the ways of the vampire. Suddenly, Akira catches a scent. Floral. Mixed flowers. Not perfume, natural. Akira smiles. It's Sakura. Akira can smell that she's just exiting the dorms now, from the strength of the aroma. Akira turns to the boy again. "Thank you for that lesson on your kind, it was very interesting. I have to go now, I'm meeting someone. Hope to see you around..." Akira pauses, waiting for a name. "Ryu. Ryu Nakashima." Akira smiles at Ryu. "A pleasure to meet you Ryu, I'm Akira Regendorf. I hope to see you around the school." And with that, Akira walks away from the vampire, walking towards the ever growing scent of flowers. Walking toward Sakura.

Sakura smiles when she sees Akira coming towards her. She quickly glaces over herself, making sure she looks okay. She's wearing a black skirt, up to her knee, a pair of black leggings, a white t-shirt with a bunny on it, a pair of white converse and a purple hair band in her blonde hair. Akira looks her over and smiles. "Hello Sakura. I like your outfit." Sakura blushes when he compliments her, not knowing why she does that so much around him. "Thanks Akira, I like your jacket, it's nice on you." Akira smiles upon the compliment. It makes him not regret picking this as his one outfit. "So, what shall we be doing today?" Akira asks. "Well, I thought we could go into town? The school allows us to on weekends." Akira roots through his pockets, checking how much money he brought with him. "Well, I've got a bit of money, so sure. I don't know the town at all though..." Sakura smiles. "That's alright, you just stick close to me, I know the town really well."

The two walk out of the school gates, into the town. They spend the day together, shopping, getting lunch, seeing a movie. Once they leave the theatre, they just sit on a bench in the park, next to each other. They sit and talk, for a good hour, before they realise that it's dark, and quite cold.

Sakura shivers on the bench. "I'm freezing, I should have brought a jacket." Akira smiles, and shrugs off his leather jacket. "Here, put this one, I don't need it." And he didn't need it. His skin was used to the cold. Akira places the jacket around Sakura's shoulders, wrapping it around her to keep her warm. Sakura blushes when he puts the coat on her, her whole body warming up as soon as he offers. She's more warm from the fact that he offered than the coat itself. "Th...thank you Akira." Sakura smiles at the boy sitting beside her. Akira returns the smile. "Not a problem. Can't have a pretty girl like you being cold."

Akira realises what he just said, and his blood turned to ice. "Pretty?" he screamed in his head. "You let her know you think she's pretty? Idiot!" Sakura gasps a little at the compliment, before blushing all over her face. Akira sits, embarrassed. "I, um, I mean...uh..." Akira can't find any way to recover. It's out there now, so he just waits for her reaction. A moments silence passes, before Sakura says "You...you think I'm pretty?" unable to contain her shy smile. Akira feels his heart speed up, as he struggles to find any words. After another moment, Akira smiles shyly and blushes "Well, um...yeah, of course I do. You're very pretty Sakura. I mean...you're um...you're beautiful Sakura." Akira says, his stomach cramped in fear. "Vampires, Alphas, I can handle" he thought to himself, "but, girls? Girls are scary..."

A few minutes of silence fell on the two teenagers on the bench, Sakura smiling dumbly at Akira the whole time. She felt butterflies not only in her stomach, but everywhere. What Akira said wasn't much, but she could tell he meant it. Nobody had called her beautiful before, they saved that word for the night class.

Sakura snuggles up to Akira, burying her head in his chest. "Thank you Akira...really." She says quietly. Akira, not knowing why, wraps his arm around her. "I should thank you Sakura. I got to look at you all day." Akira says with a slight chuckle. Sakura giggles in response, before tilting her head up to look at Akira's face. Unintentionally, Akira looks down at the same time. Their eyes meet, Akira's bright blue eyes looking down into Sakura's hazel and green eyes, like a sky above a forest. They stare, leaving each other breathless. Automatically, they move their faces closer to the other's, neither of them able to stop it, though they wouldn't, even if they could. They draw ever closer to each other, their heads tilting slightly to the right. Akira takes a short breath in through his nose when only centimetres separate them, and says quietly, as they drift ever closer, almost in a whisper, "You...smell...amazing..."

Their lips meet, gently pushing against each other. They close their eyes, and sit on the bench, savouring the feel of their lips on the other's. Akira marvels at how soft her lips are, Sakura thinking the same for him. They kiss gently, Sakura from lack of experience, Akira from a fear of hurting her with his sharp teeth if he gets too enthusiastic, as well as lack of experience. Neither of them attempt to use their tongues, both content and happy with the gentle, safe feeling they were receiving from the light kiss. They kiss for what feels like an hour, but was only a space of about ten minutes, after which Sakura shyly pulls away, a light blush covering her cheeks. Akira raises his hand and softly strokes her cheek, smiling at her. Both of them just look at each other, before they whisper, almost simultaneously, "That was my first kiss..."

Upon hearing that, they each smile, and stand up, embracing each other gently, comfortingly. Both of them feel safe and warm now, neither of them wanting to move from this spot. Akira, however, realises the time. "C'mon," he says, gesturing towards the school, "We need to go, I'm sorry." Akira smiles, and shyly extends his hand. "I'll walk you back to your dorm again."

Sakura smiles, gently grabs Akira's hand, and the pair start to walk towards the school.

They walk, hand in hand, taking as long as possible, not wanting to rush a single second of this, neither wanting the walk to ever end.

The door to Kaname's room opens as Zero and Yuki walk past, returning from their day together. "Zero, if I could speak to you in my room please? We have something important to discuss."