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I actually had half of this chapter done but my computer crashed and I lost it..... it gets a lot harder to write when you've already written it once. Darnit.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vk, seeing as this is in English and Vk is from Japan. Dur.

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I sighed and leaned against the counter, brushing cocoa powder from my hair.

"Lookie! So much chocolate!" Shitashi smiled while pointing up at the huge pile of chocolate in front of her.

Kana stood beside her and only grunted in response.

I sighed and slid to the floor.

A smaller pile of ruined chocolates loomed from the nearby trash can. It had taken the pair a little to figure out how to do it right, but once they had, I hadn't been able to get them to stop.

"With these chocolates, I Machia Shitashi, will finally be able to take Ichijo-sempai's heart!" Shitashi boasted.

Kana looked down at her, her gaze was not friendly. "Kain-Sempai is so much better." She said while looking back at the chocolate pile.

"What did you say?" Shitashi grabbed a piece of chocolate and threw it at Kana, she caught it and set it beside her.

I watched for a little while as Kana and Shitashi exchanged insults while throwing chocolates. Both had steadily growing piles.

Well, I suppose that is one way to divide chocolate.

I slid up using the counter as a support and sneaked quietly out of the kitchen, dodging a few stray chocolates on my way out the door.

I sighed as I walked down the dark hall, then smiled slightly. The darkness was soothing after the burning kitchen lights.

Outside on the dormitory grounds a few others wandered around.

As long as we were in the dorm we could stay up as long as we wanted. It was just 'encouraged', by the locking of the much more luxurious showers used by most of the dorm and the dimming of all the lights to get to bed when the sun set.

I stared at the moon, it was soothing. It's pale light was calming, shining so much light yet somehow looking so dim.

I stretched into a few ballet poses before realizing how silly I had to look.

I glanced down, it was only a few feet down from the sloping outside balcony to the ground, if I stayed on it's trail much longer it would be more than a story.

I slid unto the rail, watched my feet dangle for a few seconds, then shrugged off.

I ignored the customary flip flops of my stomach as it panicked 'No ground, no ground!' before my feet brushed the ground, my muscles responded and I slowed the shock through my body as I landed in a low crouch, hands pressed flat to the ground beside me.

I ran towards my dorm room, adrenaline still pulsed through my system from the small drop from the balcony and made it impossible for me to simply walk.

I dashed up the stairs, slightly creeped out by the large echoes my slamming feet made as I took the steps two at a time.

I hurriedly yanked the ribbon over my head, it twisted my ear and made it throb.

I fumbled with it in the lock, putting it in wrong three times before dropping it. It made a mournful clang as it hit the wooden floor.

I stared at the key for a minute, then made myself breathe slowly, in, out, in, out. I was all hyped up, cooking was fun, but not for five hours in a row, all my pent up energy was looking for an escape, it was making me hyper.

I grinned and bent down for the key, slowly slid it in the lock, the right way, and opened the door.

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I stretched my arms over my head as I wandered aimlessly around the brick paths.

"How do they manage to make lectures so boring?" I muttered to myself.

"Probably the same way you manage to magically disappear from them without anyone noticing." Came a voice from behind.

I turned towards it, stopping abruptly.

Akatsuki chuckled. "You should see the look on your face." He teased.

"Oh, it's only you." I mumbled turning and walking away from him.

'Please let him take a different path, please!' I begged silently in my my mind. I heard footsteps behind me.

Dang.

"Now that's not very nice."

I increased my speed, he caught up easily and ruffled my hair.

"Uwaa! What are you doing?!?"

Akatsuki gave me a confused look.

"Do you know how long it takes to gel my hair to perfection?"

he took on a bored look. "Oh, so you mean you ARE doing more than looking at your reflection in the mirror."

I scowled, and froze his lower legs, using my speed to get out of sight before he melted it.

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I stared at the black spaghetti strap leotard for a minute before throwing it aside.

"I've had enough of black." I mumbled.

I held up and tossed aside several more, then paused at one.

It was a light blue. The color of sky right after rain, when all the clouds cleared away and the sun shone down streams of unfolded sunbeams that wavered unevenly.

I grinned and held it up like a doll. "This one."

I changed quickly then looked at myself in the mirror.

The pink tights clung naturally to my legs, as if they were a part of my skin. The leotard had a purposely wrinkled cross of fabric over the top half. Left over right. The straps were clear.

Ballet clothes really did suit me best.

I slid on a tattered pair of flats and grabbed my worn forest green jacket.

I almost swore when the zipper caught.

I worked with it for a few minutes and the zipper continued on it's way until I was satisfied it would keep me warm.

I tossed my CD case in the air and caught it with the other hand as I hefted my dance bag over my shoulder.

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The water landed on the floor with a crash. I was still panting hard.

I winced as Yuuki dropped yet another thing noisily onto the chair man's kitchen floor.

I muttered a curse, that was the third glass this week.

I glared at the innocent white tablet dying the chair man's bedroom floor a ruby red.

"This is all your fault." I told it, but I knew it wasn't true.

'How much more time?' I thought, then my mind wandered to the incident a few nights back.

I had been able to smell Yuuki's blood, even thought it had been weak. But then, with that girl... I thought of her embarrassed expression, the way the strange rings in her hair clinked together when she bowed, how I could smell her blood so much stronger than I had Yuuki's from down the hall. Later with Yuuki in the chair man's bathroom, how I could hear her pulse thumping, how beautiful it sounded, I thought I had felt my canines grow a few inches.

'Not much left.' A voice whispered. 'No, not much, you'll give in soon.'

"Shut up!" I yelled, punching the wall next to me.

It cracked from unnatural strength. Not my strength, their strength.

"Tch." I lowered my hand.

I knew what I should do, I should take a gun to my head, quickly, before anything happened.

I should, but I wouldn't, I was too selfish to do that. I would let someone get hurt first, I hated myself.

"Yuuki." I whispered, as if on cue, I heard another crash accompanied by a panicked scream.

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I was coming to the end of my barre(1) warmup.

I patted the washcloth around my face as I leaned over to put on the next song, grand Jette(1).

"Grande jette, grande jette...(1)" I muttered as I flipped through the music, trying to remember which song it was.

"Oh yeah, three, I think." I flipped through the music quickly until I came to it, I listened to the first few seconds, confirmed it was the song I was looking for, flipped to two, and fast forwarded to the last couple seconds.

I ran to the barre(1) and threw down the washcloth to the inside of the it as the last part of a slow adagio(1) came to the end.

The next song started.

I concentrated on pulling my leg up, keeping both legs straight and turned out, my hips engaged, my rotators pulled up, my core focused, my arm bent just right with my hand facing the right way.

I started mumbling my corrections, just as my teachers would have yelled them.

"Fingers soft, back straight, toes pointed, lift your body, push into the floor, pelvis tucked under, neck arched, head facing away from the barre...(1)"

I focused until the music ended.

I sighed and took to chugging my water bottle, letting the music continue to a grande allegro(1).

I patted my face with the washcloth again. The music had turned to a echappe balance(1) combo.

I walked over and stopped it, then pulled off my ballet flats and grabbed my point shoes out of my bag.

I slipped on the worn pads.

"I'll need new ones soon." I mumbled before slipping the foot of my tights down over them.

I pulled on my point shoes with a small amount of difficulty and tied the ribbons the way I had been told.

I sighed and set the CD to a slow stretch I could use to warm up my points and stretch my splits and walked to the bar.

I began the slow motions to warm them up, then went to more normal moves.

"eleve, three quarter point, over box, down, three quarter point, half point, flat, releve, three quarter box...(1)

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I sighed and continued walking down the endless brick paths, I had finally lost Akatsuki, now what?

I paused and cocked my head. Was that music?

I looked over and saw the east wall to the girls dormitory.

"What on earth..." I mumbled.

It wouldn't hurt to look, it wasn't like I was going to get caught by the little human brats.

I jumped agilely over the wall and landed noiselessly. The sound came from a small building. The lights were off, but I could hear the slow classical music clearly, plus the sound of a heartbeat.

I walked soundlessly and peeked in the large window.

It was her, Ann, I think her name was. Ann was sitting in left splits, perfect left splits. She took turns bending forward over her front leg, and pulling back in a arch over her back leg. She switched to face away from me in perfect straddles, she looked like an animal pelt with her arms and legs spread like that, she looked sleepy as well.

I grinned. Perfect. I walked over to the door, which was open to allow a breeze.

I clapped loudly as she stood up, the song ended.

She froze and looked over.

"Amazing!" I said, in my cheeriest tone.

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I stood.

It was him.

Naturally. Who else would it be?

I grabbed my washcloth and dabbed my face again.

"What are you doing here?"

He grinned like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I switched the music to an adagio.

rewound a few seconds so I could get in place.

"I heard music." He purred, into my ear. When did he get there?!?

I slid away, into the middle of the floor.

"You don't mind if I watch right?" He smiled and slid to the floor without waiting for an answer.

I grunted in response, I didn't really care.

I concentrated, trying to make my body flawless, pretending I was a doll, my strings pulled my legs up, up, up. I had to be a good doll, or people wouldn't watch me.

The music ended.

He smiled, but didn't clap.

He knew his manners.

I continued doing my exercises, dancing in the calm moonlight, watched by a single person.

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She finished a quick stepping fast paced combo, turned and curtsied.

I clapped.

I had had a hard time following her feet, the steps had been efficient, the combo had been two minutes long, yet she had hardly moved.

She was good.

I stood up as she opened the stereo and plucked out the disk.

"What was that?" I asked, feigning innocence.

She didn't look up at me, her eyes roved her CD case.

"Grande allegro."(1) She mumbled.

She pulled out another CD and set it in the mouth of the stereo, she looked up at me while she shut the lid. I was still quite a distance from her.

"Hey, would you not tell anyone I was here? I'll get in major trouble if anyone finds out."

She smiled. "I will,"

I started a sigh of relief.

"If,"

The sigh died in my throat.

Her eyes sparkled mischievously, she pushed play. "you dance with me!"

She balanced towards me as the music started.

I yelped as she forced my hands around her slender waist. She jumped, my arms followed.

"Hold me up." She laughed. I did as she said. It wasn't hard, she was so light, I might have been holding air.

She told me what to do. It wasn't hard, all I had to do was stand there and move my arms, help her stay upright.

I watched as she did a quad pirouette(1) in my grip before falling away from me only to come back and end in a high aerobesque(1) using my outstretched arm for support.

"Thank you, Aidou-kun, I'll keep it a secret."

I smiled at her as she wandered over to the stereo.

I waited until she had put everything away, and was in her jacket and flats.

'Time to take my dues.' I thought, I breathed gently on her face, and caught her as she fell.

I looked at her serene face, so pale in the moonlight, so pretty in sleep.

"Don't worry," I whispered. "I won't take as much as last time."

I brought her wrist up to my mouth.

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(1) All of those are various ballet terms, I don't feel like explaining them all, my footnotes would be as long as the chapter! If anyone wants to know I'll post a chapter note explaining them, or send you a PM. I also, don't claim any of these to be spelled right, if you take French, and you know, TELL ME!

Holy crap! This is officially the longest chapter I have ever made! YAY ME! lol......

I am thinking of getting a beta.... any volunteers? (I noticed errors in my previous chapters when I read over them and I thought, Thats it! I need a beta.)

review if you always want chapters this long!