Now I call this a super sonic speed update :P lol.

Yeah, last chapter didn't make sense, that's because it needs this chapter with it, part of why I'm updating so soon.

Disclaimer: I'm too tired to be witty, but I don't own VK.

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I sat up in my bed.

Suddenly the room spun, too fast.

I pulled myself back down into the bed and waited for the room to stop spinning.

I sighed and slowly propped myself up on one arm.

My other arm reached towards the drawer in my dresser.

I pulled open the top drawer, since when had it been so heavy? I dug past socks until my fingers brushed something cooler and smoother than wooly socks.

I sat up, slowly bringing it towards me, my fingers didn't want to respond to me and it seemed much heavier than usual, I didn't want to risk dropping it.

I brought it up to my face and sighed. It was a plain black frame. Inside were the faces of two people, strangers. I knew I had never met these people in my life, no matter what the doctors had said.

I brushed my fingers idly over their faces. Mom and dad, I couldn't bring myself to say it to this picture full of strangers.

I set the picture on my dresser next to Nana's, looked for a minute, then scowled and slammed the picture face down.

Trying to think that I knew them, it felt like I was lying to myself. Stupid dream, taking me back to the past like that. I shivered as I remembered all the people there, falsely kind with their finely carved masks.

I growled and grabbed another item from my dresser, my Ipod. I needed to get my mind off such morbid things.

I turned it on and flipped it to random. I sang along to the song, knowing that I would only stop thinking about the past if I focused entirely on the lyrics. I glanced at the title so I would know the first couple words as the intro came on.

Stand in the Rain- Superchic(k)

I sucked in a breath. This might not be the best song to listen to right now, but somehow I didn't want to switch the song.

She never slows down.
She doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, Feels like it's all coming down.

She won't turn around.
The shadows are long and she fears if she cries, that first tear, the tears will not stop, raining down.

I put more emotion in and prepared my voice for the chorus.

I was feeling really stressed and getting it out now was not a bad thing.

So stand in the rain, stand your ground.
Stand up when it's all crashing down.
You stand through the pain, you won't drown.
And one day what's lost can be found.
You stand in the rain.

I listened as the violin took over and leaned back slightly.

I could feel all of my pent up emotions screaming to be let out. I was glad no one could hear me singing.

People always said I sounded good, but I didn't really believe them. I had my sights set on another career.

She won't make a sound.
Alone in this fight with herself and the fears, whispering, if she stands, she'll fall down.

She wants to be found.
The only way out is through everything she's, running from, wants to give up, and lie down.

So stand in the rain, stand your ground.
Stand up when it's all crashing down.
You stand through the pain, you won't drown.
And one day what's lost can be found.
You stand in the rain.

The chorus repeated and the intensity in my voice rose.

I was still having nightmares about doctors and bullies and orphanages. It would still haunt me, no matter how far I put it behind me.

I jerked my head towards the door as the sound of applause hit my ears.

I yanked the earphones out as I looked at the solitary figure standing in the doorway.

The room started to spin again and I groaned as i pressed my fists into my temples.

"Oh? That unhappy to see one of the famous night class students?"

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I smirked slightly at the girl massaging her temples.

She groaned again. "No, it's just, I've been feeling rather dizzy, it's not a nice feeling in case you didn't know and,"

She paused and looked me up and down.

My smile widened.

"What is a boy doing in the girls dorm!? Not to mention a night class!" She glanced around furtively.

"Something wrong?" I asked innocently.

"Yeah." she said, scowling furiously at me.

"Where are the hidden cameras?" She pointed accusingly at me.

I stood there for a minute, then laughed. I had been expecting something, but not that. I expecting something more along the lines of, 'Kyaa! It's one of the night class students! He came to see me while I was sick!'

Oh well, this was fun too.

I waltzed over to her bed and sat down. "So, what's your name?"

The girl blinked a couple times. "You came to see me and you don't know my name?"

I chuckled and leaned back a bit more on her bed. "Nope. Not a clue."

She looked at me incredulously. "If you want to know my name, I want yours first."

She didn't know who I was? How rare, although I suppose it was only her second day here.

"Me?" I pointed to myself and tilted my head a little.

She nodded vigorously.

I smiled again. "My name is Aido Hanabusa."

She nodded slowly. "Nice to meet you."

I looked at her expectantly.

"What?" She seemed a little freaked out.

"Well, your name is?" I prompted.

"Ann Harthridge." She muttered.

I smiled back. So that was her name, was she form England? Ah, to be alone with a girl who had tasted so nice.

"Nice to meet you." I pulled the backpack I had over one shoulder off and handed it to Ann, shaking off my thoughts of hunger.

Ann was a human, I was already in enough trouble, if we met outside the academy sometime though...

"What is this?" Her question shook me from my thoughts. She looked suspiciously at the bag.

"Oh, it's food. To help you get better, your grades will slip, you know."

She smiled wryly. "I know."

She started to rummage through the backpack, muttering an almost inaudible thanks.

I looked around the room. "You have a pretty voice."

She stopped mid-bite into a red bean paste bun. "Ah, not really."

I smiled wider. "You do, and you sang it with such emotion, it fit the lyrics perfectly."

She fidgeted and looked sideways, bringing her bun up near her mouth again. "Not really I- Wait. How did you know what the lyrics were?"

I glanced over to her before continuing to take in her room. "Elite student. Remember?"

Ann's face turned to a pout.

I held back a laugh as my eyes fell on a picture turned face down on the dresser.

I hopped off the bed and picked up the photo.

I was met by a smiling woman with fiery red hair, laughing happily while gripping the arm of a golden haired man beside her. He smiled gently back at the girl, his unshaved whiskers somehow fitting his image perfectly.

"Hey, who are these people?"

Ann looked away as she answered. "James Taylor Harthridge and Corrianna Samantha Harthridge."

I turned towards her. "Your parents?"

Her voice was muffled as she talked through a meat bun. "No, strangers."

I scratched my head, puzzled. "Eh? But you have a photo of them and you names,"

"I don't know them. The doctors said they were my parents, but I don't remember. So they are strangers."

I frowned and set the photo back, upright, on the dresser. "Don't' remember?"

She scowled at me. "Don't remember as in don't remember. My home was an orphanage. Thank you for coming to visit me Aido-senpai, but I think you should leave."

I opened my mouth to argue, but her eyes showed me that it would futile.

I headed for the door.

As I went out the door I glanced back. Ann reached over and slammed the photo of the happy couple face down again on the dresser.

I shut the door behind me.

Ann was a puzzling character. It had been easy enough to follow her scent to her dorm room, her attitude was much harder to figure out.

I grinned and licked my lips, my fangs protruded slightly.

She smelled better than I remembered, much sweeter than Yuuki.

I walked down the hall towards the night dorm.

Suspension wasn't that bad.

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Did I have to put the song in you ask? Yes, yes I did. Don't worry it won't be a regular basis thing. Probably only once or twice more.

Holy crap this is a long chapter for me. Celebrate!

Dun dun dun! The plot thickens like pea green soup!

Review! Ann will forever remain sick otherwise!