a/n: Cats 2019 looks terrifying

[A Lonely Place]

The wanning moon gleamed softly through the moon dorm windows. Naomi's eyes fluttered open as she squinted and covered her eyes with her arm. Naomi grabbed and pulled the covers over her head. She was so tired, her whole wanted to shut down. The bed under her was comfortable... She thought maybe, she'd sink into the mattress and the sheets were caressing her skin so warmly; but an alarm raised in her exhausted mind:

This isn't my room. Where am I?

Naomi jolted up from the bed. She frantically looked at her surroundings; a four poster king sized bed, plain white walls, and beautiful wooden double doors. She was reminded of the room in her dreams but in here, Naomi didn't feel in immediate danger.

When did I fall asleep? She thought, Everything's a blur...

Naomi rubbed her eyes harshly and then stopped abruptly.

I fell asleep!

"You should go back to sleep, Nakamura."

Naomi gasped and quickly turned her attention towards the sound. She saw a figure laying on an elegant chesterfield couch.

"...Kuran," She sighed.

Kaname shifted his gaze towards her, "I didn't mean to frighten you."

Is this his room? How did I end up here?

"Why am I here?" Naomi asked, and soon as she finished her question, the memories began to flood back.

I stabbed Shizuka, and then... he put me to sleep. Yeah, he put me to sleep.

Naomi quickly checked her uniform pockets, the pills were gone and so was her butterfly knife.

Shit.

"You were exhausted-" Kaname started only to be interrupted.

"Where are they?" Naomi glared.

Kaname ignored her question, "Nakamura, you're tired, go to sleep."

Naomi glare hardened, "Where are they?"

Kaname swung his legs off the couch and was now sitting when she reached into his pocket, and took out the medicine bottle.

"You mean these?" Kaname voice was laced with disdain, "Why would you pollute your body with this?"

"And my butterfly knife?" She didn't answer his questions.

Kaname gripped the bottle tighter that it cracked. He could turn the drugs to dust.

"Maybe you left it inside of Shizuka's body, after you, so recklessly stabbed her." Kaname stated.

What happened to her?

Who cares.

"She was going to bit me. What was I supposed to do, just let her?" Naomi defended, "And I, took out the knife."

Kaname stood up as Naomi, noticed her shoes placed neatly on the side of the bed. He reached for the silver butterfly stabbed through the white queen chess piece. It sparked violently against him but he pulled it out, nonetheless.

Naomi slid out of the warm covers as the cool air bit her pale skin. She grabbed the vampire hunter weapon from Kaname's hand and the electric current stopped in an instant. Naomi watched his hand, it healed quickly.. she almost didn't the burn marks her knife had inflicted.

"Give me the pills." Naomi reached her hand out, awaiting the bottle.

"No," Kaname said.

Why are you so nosy, dodo bird?!

Naomi pursed her lips, "Give them to me."

Kaname shot her a sharp look.

Naomi grumbled, he wasn't going to give them to her, she knew that the moment she didn't find them in her pocket; but she would try to get them back.

Naomi tried to swipe the bottle out of his hand, only to have him swiftly move his hand upwards, out of her reach.

He's treating me like a child.

"Are you serious?" Naomi snapped, "I am not a child!"

She tipped toe and grabbed his wrist as her index finger touched the bottle. Naomi tugged roughly in an attempt to bring his arm down. Kaname wrapped his free arm around her small waist, it was then when she realized how close they were.

The first two buttons of his black dress shirt were undone, the ends of his hair were wet...

He literally has no pores, it's not fair.

Naomi took in a sharp breath, "Give it to me." She tugged at his wrist again but he wouldn't budge.

"Nakamura..." Kaname began.

"Look, I'm not a drug addict." Naomi interrupted, "I just -" she bit her lip, "need to stay awake."

Don't ask why. I'll just lie to you.

Kaname casted her a melancholy look, "Allow me to help you."

"Only another pureblood can protect you from another pureblood."

Shizuka's voice was clear and sharp in her mind.

Naomi sucked in a breath, Tell him.

No.

Don't be proud.

Naomi opened her mouth to say something but then close it. She couldn't say it, and so she did what any scared fifteen year old girl would do: Naomi pushed Kaname away with all her strength and hastily grabbed her shoes as she grabbed the handle.

"Keep them." She said as she began to walk out, "I don't care anymore."

Naomi slammed the door shut behind her.

Pride: A poisonous trait, a defect everyone has; honarable or sinister. No one is immune to it; it festers and spreads, until the downfall.

a/n: y'all frustrated. i can tell*