So the two started meeting each other every day for several weeks. They started learning more and more about each other, such as where they came from and how they go about their lives. However, Ichihime still knew there was something the masked man did not want to tell her. Every time she asked more about his past, he would dwell onto another subject.

"What could he be hiding from me?" Ichihime was laying in bed, pondering why he always avoids talking about himself too much. She looked at the visible crescent moon, through the window, with uncertainty.

Meanwhile

A gasp escaped a young woman's mouth as her blood was being drained by the masked vampire. His thirst had been increasing since meeting Ichihime, so that meant more victims. He released the woman from his grasp once he drained the life out of her.

"I..ichihime..." The man left the room panting and struggling to control himself.

One morning, Caesar asked her if she would like to accompany him to a ball he had to attend.

"Ehh?! C-Caesar-dono I couldn't do that..I mean I'm not sure if I have anything to wear" she put a fist to her lips.

The white-haired man chuckled "Don't worry about that. I can arrange for a dress to be made for you"

"Um also what time is it going to be?"

"8 pm"

"Mm. I'll have to ask my brother if he'll let me go."

"It's alright take your time, the ball is next weekend." He was stroking her cheek gracefully.

The next few days Caesar took Ichihime to get her dress made. The tailor needed her measurements and also needed to look at her to see what dress would suit such a cute face. The masked man would leave for 30 minutes every single time they went to the tailor shop. It was then when Ichihime started realizing something. He seemed more full with life each time he returned.

When the dress was done, the pink-haired girl was amazed. It was a beautiful dusty rose color. The top was a bit like a corset with white ribbons and had sleeves that hung on her shoulders. Just before getting to the bottom half of the dress, there was a red rose decoration to the left side of her waist. The bottom half of the dress was much like a blooming flower, it was puffy. Her dress was perfect for the ball. She wanted to surprise Caesar so she hid the dress in the luggage she was given.

Ichihime couldn't have been any happier. Her brother had told her she can go to the ball, as long as she took care of herself. He didn't usually let her go out at night because of the missing women. He didn't want to see her added to that list, but her face said it all..that she had fallen in love. He couldn't refuse after seeing her like that.

"U-um Caesar-dono I have the dress now. Let's start walking back." She was getting nervous for tomorrow. She was also excited to show the man she loved, the beautiful dress that was crafted for her. However, she still wanted to know why he would leave each time they went to the tailor shop.

The blue-eyed male took her hand. "I cannot wait for tomorrow evening. I'm sure you will enjoy the ball."

"C-Caesar-dono..I've been meaning to ask you something.."

"You can ask me anything my lady" he smiled sincerely.

"Why did you keep leaving when we came to get the dress made?" The girl was serious, she wanted to know..could he have been what she thought?

"Ah about that" the man smirked a bit playfully. "If you really want to know , then I will tell you tomorrow..at the ball." He stroked her hair gently.

"Hopefully...you do not end up hating me.." With that he kissed her cheek goodbye and walked away; disappearing into the night.

Ichihime blushed and put a hand on her face. "H-he kissed my cheek"

When she got home she laid down in bed happily.

"Isn't it wonderful Nobukatsu? I think I found the right man." She was in a daze.

"Nee-chan. You're excited for tomorrow aren't you." The little brunette seemed happy for her, he always had her back.

"Mm! It's been my dream to go to a ball." She hugged the pillow happily. "Let's go to sleep Nobukatsu. Tomorrow awaits us" Ichihime smiled at him and fell asleep.

There was the sound of panting coming from a room in the cathedral. On the ground was a dead woman, whose neck was bruised from her blood being drained. The white-haired vampire's thirst had greatly increased after a while. All of a sudden it wasn't enough for him. No matter how many victims, his thirst was not being quenched. He was against the wall and held his neck hoping the burning sensation in his throat would end. His blue eye was glowing a deeper red. He couldn't contain himself anymore. As he was about to go out again, an image in his mind flashed. It was of the beautiful girl Ichihime.

Trying to calm down he thought to himself, "I cannot let her see me like this. At least for her I must contain myself". His eye turned back to the sky blue color and he went into his chambers to rest.