Hiyo everybody!

I finally got another chapter out…hehe, sorry it took so long. I'll try to write more often, especially when I'm procrastinating for something. ^^

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yuki973~~

Clang.

I felt my body tense at the sound of the sword falling onto the tiled floor. The sound echoed within the room and into my ears. Okaa-san's body had finally given way, realising itself into a fine layer of dust on the floor. My frightened eyes scanned the room, finding the dress and the pants that I last saw them in. They're gone. Silence dominated the room and I then realised that I was all alone.

There was no noise at all, not even the sound of the wind as it travelled down the hallway. I began to fill the chill in the air but my legs still refused to move from that spot in the doorway. I don't know how much time had passed, but I just sat there, staring out into the emptiness, my mind blank.

Then, the sound of the grand front door sliding against the cold floor shook me out of my trance. Had it already been an hour? I turned my head so I could see into the hallway as I heard the sound of footsteps come closer and closer towards me. I felt a sudden burst of cold air from outside, making me shiver. The coldness woke my legs up, allowing me to stand up, but shakily.

There was a man standing there, a man that I didn't know. His brown coat hid a majority of his body and a hat hid his eyes. But his wispy brown hair wasn't familiar at all. Slowly, the man lifted his chin, showing me his cold, hardened, violet eyes.

"So this is the little princess that was hidden away. I have finally found her."

Then, he withdrew his hand from his pocket and took out a gun, pointing the barrel straight at me.

And I watched in horror as the trigger finger began pulling back.

BANG!

BANG

I felt my hands make contact with the floor as the blankets fell onto the ground next to me. I could hear my rough breathing and see my hands were shaking. The sound of a gunshot echoed in my ear, making the chills ripple through my body. I sat up and wrapped the blanket around me, though it couldn't stop the coldness I felt.

The moving shadow of the curtain frightened me, letting any courage I had tried to build up dissipate. In my sudden reaction to the curtain, my shoulder bumped into the bedside table and a piece of paper fluttered down. Hesitantly, I picked up the paper.

Tsuki

The Night Class will be attending a soiree and won't be here tonight. Zero has also been asked to attend as a representative of the Hunter's Association. You were also invited, but seeing your condition, the Chairman has turned down your job.

Stay safe.

Takashi

Not only did I have a frightening dream, I'm alone. Alone in the Moon Dormitory, just like Aiko was in the mansion. Just as that thought passed through my mind, the dream suddenly replayed in my mind. I clutched the fabric between my fingers, trying with all my might to force the dream to stop. But as I willed it to stop, I noticed something that I hadn't before.

A second person. Shakily, I closed my eyes and I allowed my dream to play onece more and focused on what I needed to see. A vampire. The face of Kuran Haruka, one of the more peace worthy vampires in history. This child, Aiko, was significant enough to me for her to appear in my dreams. Not only that, Kaname and the others were out.

Using one arm, I pulled myself up using the bed and flung the blanket on the bed. Quickly, but quietly, I got up and left the safety of my room and began to approach the grandest room in the entire Moon Dormitory: Kaname's room.

I knew from living with the Kiryuus that lineage was very important within the vampire society. Since Kaname was Haruka's eldest son, he would be in charge of holding the Kuran linage records.

I arrived at the door of his room, the moonlight showing me the delicate details that had been carved into the door. The light also reflected off the door handle, coaxing me to open the door and have its secrets revealed to me. My hand reached out, my fingers wrapping around the cold metal before turning it and pushing the door in.

The room was indeed grand and was laid out with pieces of expensive furniture. A purple couch with a small coffee table drew my eyes to the centre of the room. On the left, at the back of the room was a designed window with the view of the school building. The light pouring in revealed a large desk and several bookshelves lining the wall. Finding a likely place for hiding my intended target, I walked towards the bookshelves. I scanned row after row, bookshelf after bookshelf finding everything but what I wanted. I had gone through all his bookshelves except one, a short one sitting underneath the window.

I sighed, before crouching, and sweeping aside the end of my nightdress to inspect the contents of the short shelf. With a smile, I finally found what I was looking for. As I reached out for the book, another hand grabbed my wrist, stopping any motion that it had. I looked up and found myself staring at Takashi in bewilderment.

"I can't let you see that." He slowly released my wrist, revealing a small ring of red skin. Takashi looked at it guiltily and apologized. I cradled my arm and gently rubbed the tender skin.

"It's alright." Then I remembered why I thought I could pull off this search and get into this room in the first place.

"How come you're not at the soiree with the Night Class?" I noticed the formality with the suit he was wearing and felt a small blush reach my face.

"I had a feeling that a little girl was going to go sneaking in Kaname's room without his permissions and left the soiree early to stop her." He turned his head a little and stifled a laugh at my reaction to 'little girl'. He calmed himself down and held up the Kuran Linage book. "Why do you need this?"

He placed the book lightly in my outreached hands. But as soon as the leather cover touched the skin of my palm, I quickly pushed the book off it. The surface of my hand had been burned, severely. I could smell the burnt skin and see the exposed flesh underneath. The pain was horrible, like it was not only burning the surface of my skin but also burning inside my hand. I clutched my wrist, not knowing what to do. The tears that I tried to hold back and hide suddenly came out, the salty drops falling on the mass of cooked flesh.

Through my blurry vision, I noticed that the book opened, but not in the centre of the book like I expected it to. It was opened at the last couple of pages. Takashi moved the book away before I could get a good look at it so he could examine my hand. But out of the corned of my eye, I watched in fear as blood spurt from the spine of the book and spread over the crisp white pages, like it was growing.

His fingers lightly brushed over my skin and I flinched, closing my eyes to the sudden increase in pain. It was then that I saw it.

I could see but I wasn't sure if my eyes were open of not. There was a girl in a white nightdress, facing her back to me. Her hair was waist long, falling down in beautiful waves of golden brown. But I could see the area was turning red around her, before it inched up and began to swallow her in. I tried to run forward, tried to grab her hand before the redness swallowed her up.

But I didn't make it in time.

She was swallowed by the abyss of blood red and disappeared. In the place she stood was a pair of blood-coloured eyes and fangs, threatening to eat me up.

I stood there frozen in fright. Somebody, anybody, please help me.

I'm afraid. Afraid to be eaten.