Thank you to yashi14 who pointed out a huge continuity error in my story! I had forgotten my last continue point and instead uploaded two different chapters continuing from the same point. I fixed it, so here are the two new chapters (just the old 2 tweaked a bit) and the third new chapter is coming out yet tonight!

Sorry for the confusion.

Belle :)

Aido looked from the door Ichijo just left from to me, at what I knew what a shocked expression on my face. He looked uneasy. He opened his mouth to do what I assumed was placate me but I cut him off.

Don't think about it. My inner thoughts reminded me. Headmaster Cross said he and Kaname are only looking for a memory spell. They'll find one. Kaname's unease about you knowing about vampires will go away, as will his intent to... eliminate us. They'll find the spell. We won't remember. This will all be over.

You know Kaname's patience will wear thin. He won't look forever. And Headmaster Cross won't be a match against a whole dorm full of vampires. I could quickly feel my mental strength fading.

"Just don't." I breathed. My lungs felt like fire, and the air too thin. I suddenly felt warm; my hands felt sweaty. "Not a word you could say would make this okay right now. It's a reality and I just need to be okay with it." I willed myself to remain calm as I twisted a piece of my brown hair in my hands.

"Kisa-chan..." Aido sighed in what seemed like irritation. I hoped not at me. His face softened. "Do you want to go back to my room and I'll read the The History of Vampires to you?"

I couldn't help it. My mouth turned up at one corner. The thought of Aido reading to me made my heart do funny things. I looked up into Aido's face at his familiar teal eyes, and he held my gaze, saying nothing.

Suddenly, they turned red. Aido had the grace to look embarrassed. I stepped away quickly.

"What is it? Did I do something?" I picked at my clothes and met his ruby eyes nervously.

"You licked your lip." Aido sounded pained. "And I held back last time."

I remembered the last time in the garden, where I had gently pushed Aido into feeding. Which hadn't been that long ago. Aido was right about needing it more. I wondered idly why that was. Can vampires get more reliant on blood?

"My lip, it was... dry."

"I figured." Aido narrowed his eyes. "You're babbling."

I mentally slapped myself and moved forward, closing the distance. I levelled my gaze with one of the buttons on Aido's shirt. "Alright, well. Don't get it on my shirt."

Aido breathed a laugh that I felt against my cheek, and I smiled, feeling some of the tension ease. He leaned down. "Have I ever?"

I tilted my head a little to the side as I felt the burn of his teeth piercing me. Unable to help myself, I wrapped one arm around him and threaded my other hand through his hair. "Take your time." This would be one of the last times he fed from me this weekend, and at this point I was starting to doubt that he would last the week.

It was slow and careful. He gently pressed his lips to the bite mark after he withdrew, and my blood almost felt like it was rushing through me too quickly, along with the feelings I was still desperately trying to hide. It brought back the memory of our first kiss which had taken place earlier today and suddenly I was remembering everything. The first meeting, when Aido exposed me to the world of vampires, the meeting with Headmaster Cross when Kaname wanted to kill me, Aido taking my blood, asking questions, Aika threatening me... and when I added it all up it suddenly felt like too much to bear.

Tears rushed down my face before I knew what was happening. Aido's expression quickly switched to alarm. "What is it, did I hurt you? I'm sorry. Here-" Aido leaned down toward my neck again and I gently pushed him away.

"No, no, it's just." I looked into his face and in that moment, I realized that I could take a leap of faith and tell him what I was thinking. That I loved him, and how I wanted to make the most of our remaining time together by dating for real, that I'd be okay with seeing him every day after class and though I wouldn't come over every weekend anymore I'd still visit. I could confess my fears about everything - Aika, Kaname, my own mind after all this was over - and let him calm me with his rationality. A large part of me wanted to trust Aido, this man who knew enough about both sides of my life to be the only person who could quell my anxiety. I wanted to tell him everything, be more vulnerable to him. Be closer to him.

That thought terrified me more than him needing my blood more. I frowned, and wiped my tears away. "No, just, Ichijo took that book so I know that means Kaname is still looking, and I was just thinking how he's probably going to get tired of looking eventually and then..."

"No he won't." Aido said firmly. "I won't let him."

"He's a pureblood, Aido. Don't vampires have to obey purebloods?"

Aido sucked a breath in quickly. He knew I was right.

"God," I whispered, another thought coming to me. "He could make you kill me yourself..."

Aido looked stricken, his hair flying wildly as he shook his head several times, whether to deny what I was saying or to tell himself he could no longer handle this situation, which appeared to quickly be escalating out of his control.

"Aido," I said, and more tears followed. "What am I going to do?"

He's not going to care. You're a human. Humans die. And you're just his responsibility anyway.

Pain shot through my chest. My heart was aching, and I clutched my chest with one hand as if to hold it all together.

Aido looked at me with what could only be sympathy, and guilt. But I suppose in the end he was going to live forever. Maybe. Do vampires that aren't purebloods die?

I sank to my knees in front of him. "Don't answer that. I know what you'll say."

Aido paced back and forth in front of me twice, very quickly. I saw his hands move and heard his hair rustle. "You're shaking."

"I think I'm having a panic attack." I said, nodding. "I used to get them when I was younger, but..."

"I only know one way to fix it, sorry." I was confused and looked up at Aido to see him kneeling in front of me, face already most of the way toward my neck.

He had been careful last time, drinking right to the borderline, so it didn't take much more for me to drift into blackness, falling forward into his arms.