She sat in the quiet of the morning air's stillness. The sky was still partially cloudy, but she could see the orange and pink of the sky shining through. Dew drops falling from the trees could be heard all around, it was so silent. Takuma sat beside her. "Sara-sama...you should be in bed. You've been out here for hours this morning." he said softly. She frowned at the sky. "She's given me nothing." she scowled. Takuma frowned. "Yuki-sama? You still keep an eye on her?" She looked at him angrily.
"There is something wrong with that girl and I am determined to figure out what it is. She maintains a strange air...odd motives... everytime I see her, there's always some abnormal body language. Takuma..." He sat silent and concerned for her. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "I don't believe she is any longer one of us." she concluded. His lips parted. "What do you mean? Sure she seems a little 'uneven' in certain categories but...I don't think it's fair to accuse her of being an unfit va-" "She's right." her voice interrupted. There she stood. Takuma stood, eyes wide. Her brown eyes were trained on Sara's. Takuma was blocking everything out...staring at Yuki's profile.
Her skin was white as a ghost, her hair oily, her cheeks losing their fullness and becoming hollowed. Sara seemed a little disgusted by her appearance. "Yuki-sama, you don't look so good." Takuma said silently. Sara stood with him. "Yes, perhaps you should return to your dorm and rest." she said. "Sara." Yuki's hoarse voice cut in. Sara blinked and tilted her head. "You pathetic soul. What I do and who I am, is not of your concern. But it seems you delved too far to turn back." Takuma was in a readied position, seeing the tired look on Yuki's face as if she were to about to collapse. Sara walked up to her, Takuma keeping a step ahead of her to remind her of her manners.
She brought her face close to Yuki's. "No, my dear. You are the pathetic soul. I've seen you with all the men in this school. Acting as if they were all your lovers. The women as well! Just what is it that you covet that makes you no ordinary pureblood?" she hissed. Yuki raised her head to hers. "Simple. I am not a lifesucking bitch." she whispered to Sara. "Oh, but you are. I think I may have just found your true nature Yuki-sama. You believe if you have this school wrapped around your finger...then your brother and the night class will fall short and be graded below you. That is why you double cross and deceive the inhabitants. And those servants of yours...could they be the ones you've successfully had their breaths taken away?"
Takuma grew nervous as Yuki's countenance grew as nasty as he'd ever seen. "You are not a minder reader." Yuki snarled. "Oh but I am, you pathetic excuse for a pureblood. Unlike you...I wish to share my power with Kaname...to form a bond with him so the pureblood race continues on." Sara purred, Yuki grabbed her neck, her breath quickening. Sara's eyes widened as she was unable to break away. "Promiscua devorat sordibus tuis totum, miser damnatorum..." she growled under her breath, with a tinge of gagging. Takuma's breath quickened with Yuki's as he pushed them away from each other. Sara glared at Yuki as she stayed on the ground, hobbled over.
"If you dare touch me like that again, you will no longer be allowed to live!" Sara whipped around after these harsh words and vanished. Takuma looked around and then to Yuki. He could hear her loud breathing and hyperventilating. "Yuki-sama..." he said as he kneeled down to her. Her back arched as she spit out a black liquid and then vomited the remaining of it. He frowned, his heart skipping a few beats. She sat up straight a few seconds later, looking as if nothing had happened, saying something that caught him completely offguard in her monotonous voice. Her appearance restored within seconds.
"I'm okay now."