Hey all! I'm back :) Thank you again for all the reviews. I read each one :) This story should be picking up a little more as I've decided more of the plot (you guys deserve more than drabble! :P) and it's going through a bit of a depressing spot right now but that won't last much longer so please bear with me :) It'll be all the lighthearted fun you love very soon. Enjoy this latest chapter!

Belle :)

I shut the door quickly and slumped against it. My consciousness was just fizzling out. I didn't know what to think. So my inner spoke for me.

Told you not to open the door.

I punched the floor, but it had little effect, as all that was there was a thick, plush carpet.

This must have been why Shiki told you not to go downstairs.

No... I thought back. That can't be it. He told me it's because some of the vampires are poorly behaved around humans...

And he couldn't possibly have meant Aido, right...

My eyes widened. My inner was right. I was about to be consumed by grief had the door not jutted open and rammed into me.

"Ow!" I squeaked, lurching to my feet, clutching my now aching side.

"Matari-san, what were you doing behind the door...?" Aido trailed off curiously, looking behind the door as if something were there.

I held up what I had in my hand. "Oh uh, just a bobby pin. I dropped it." I shrugged, turning away from the door. I was surprised at how calm I sounded to myself when just seconds ago my sanity was hanging by threads. "I'm going to go back and finish my hair." I said, grabbing my hair brush from my bag and going back to the bathroom, still holding my pained side.

This did not escape his notice now. "Are you hurt?" He tilted his head sideways, as if he were confused as to how it could have happened.

"Nothing." I said. "Just the door-"

He was beside me instantly, and before I could stop him he had lifted up the bottom of my shirt to reveal a bruise already forming on my left side. "Just the door did that?"

I winced, and lightly pulled away from him. "Yeah. You're strong..."

His eyes widened slightly with recognition. "Right. To you I am."

I shook my head and made to make my way to the bathroom again when he stopped me. For some reason he was intent that I look in his eyes. When I finally met them, his words burned with sincerity.

"I'm sorry."

I had to pull away and dart to the small room on the other side of the bedroom to keep my eyes from overflowing.

It was just a door, and it's just a bruise. It doesn't hurt that bad. My mind was assessing the state I was currently in.

I know, I know, but it's not that. I thought back, sitting on the edge of the tub in the bathroom to brush my hair.

What is it then?

It's not important.

Of course it's important! Tell me what's going on in your side of the brain.

No. I tried desperately hard not to think of what I was trying to keep from my inner, as the minute it entered my mind she would know it.

With my inner now busy trying to evaluate the possible answers, I finished brushing my hair and slowly crept to the door of the bathroom, making sure not to make any noise. I opened the door and peeked out of it slightly, and Aido was lying half on the bed, with his feet on the floor and was staring at the ceiling. I slowly walked over to him.

"Tired?"

He sat up. "Not really. Are you hungry?"

"A little." I admitted, looking down at my stomach as if waiting for it to back me up personally.

"I'll have something sent up." He said, pulling a phone out of his pocket. He opened it and quickly murmured several words into it, and then closed it. I stayed silent, and remained standing where I was, looking at nothing.

My mind was ripping mad. What is going on! TELL ME!

No! I thought back anxiously, worried that the more my sanity plagued me the more my control would worsen, and the thought that I was so desperately trying to keep from surfacing would be found by my inner half.

I kneeled on the floor by the edge of the bed, my head sideways on the edge of the bed, facing his knees.

"What are you doing on the floor?"

"Head rush. Waiting for it to pass." I said, lying through my teeth. I wanted to be close to him, but I just couldn't bear being too close.

I suddenly felt a hand run lightly through my hair. "You... have nice hair too."

I turned away from his knees, blushing furiously. I couldn't bring myself to say thank you. I would have broken down. How could he be so casual and soft with me when he was just with that beautiful girl out in the hall? I had to remember my place. I was his assignment. I was his toy. I was his prey. I kept repeating those three words in my mind. Assignment. Toy. Prey. One day they would sink in. And one day my feelings would reflect them.

Your feelings? My mind had picked up on my rambling. What on Earth are you talking about?

I LOVE HIM! I scrunched my eyes shut and screamed internally. I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM, OKAY? The tears started leaking from my eyes before I could stop them. I fell in love with him somewhere along the way, and I know I shouldn't have, but I have and now what do I do? I was pressed against the inside of my own head, and I felt like I was crunched in a ball. My sanity was taken aback.

I don't know... I could tell my inner personality was trying to be supportive. I don't know... It fell silent.

Aido must have noticed me shaking from where I was on the bed. He leaned down and tilted my chin up so he could see my face. His eyes softened at what he saw and his voice came out in a murmur.

"Kisa-chan... why on Earth are you crying?"