a/n: some of you don't know who claude von regan is and it shows

[Strange Occurances]

Naomi gripped the railing and let her hand slide smoothly as she quickly went down the elegant stairscase. She didn't want to be in the Moon dorms any longer than she had to. She had also tried to slip out without alarming any of the night class students, only to find a few of them lounging stiffly as Naomi, landed at the first floor. She didn't turn to look at any of them, in the hope they wouldn't bother her. Naomi was glad none of them did, except their eyes followed her as she passed through the double doors and she heard them whisper:

"Why was she in the dorm president's room?"

"Kuran-Sama shouldn't sully himself with a human girl."

"Just what does he want from her?"

"Nevermind that, do you smell blood on her?"

Naomi let the doors close behind her as she sat down the small steps of the entrance and slipped on her shoes.

She sighed and stood up as she started to straighten her skirt, and walked towards the Sun dorms.

It wasn't long, until Naomi began regretting her decision not to tell Kaname the truth. How would she deal with a pureblood vampire, who's left everything about himself and his intentions vague?

Naomi stopped half way through, her decision could be undone... all she had to do was turn back and ask.

And what would you tell him? She thought, A vampire has been invading my dreams, stalking me, Oh, and I have no idea who he is or what he looks like. Help me, please?

Naomi cringed at the thought. She wasn't one to ask for help, she thought it pathetic; not to mention, she already had refused his help twice.

She shook her head and continued walking, she needed to think ahead.

Dodo bird took the pills so staying awake is going to be hard, especially now.

Naomi's eyes became heavy. She wanted to shut down, no, she'd find a way to stay awake. However, every step, Naomi took became smaller and groggier.

She huffed and pinched her arm roughly, Pain keeps you awake.

Naomi stumbled as she pushed open the Moon dorm gates. She leaned against the silver bars and breathed in, she felt so numb. Naomi pinched her arm once again in an effort to keep her mind from drifting.

I can do this.

Naomi pushed the gates closed with her back and rested her head against the bars... Just for a while.

She closed her eyes.

A sharp sting came piercing through her skull.

Naomi whimpered softly, "Fight through it."

Naomi, with careful strides, made her way to the Sun dorms. She puffed as she went up the stairs outside the dormitory. There were only three and it felt like a chore for Naomi to do, and it was; so much so, Naomi tripped on the last step up.

"Ugh!" She groaned, she had landed on her hands and knees. Thankfully, her school uniform stockings remained unharmed, however, her skin underneath did not, and her hands did not fray well.

Naomi moved her body slowly to sit down on the stairs. She took one look at her hands and whined: they were scraped. Blood began to emerge from the small wound in droplets.

"Damn it.."

Naomi bended her knees slightly and jolt of pain coursed through her nerves, "Ah!"

She wiped the blood off on her black stockings and pulled then down under her knees. They were scraped aswell and were far worse than her hands.

"You've got to be shitting me..." Naomi whispered.

However, it was soon after this that she noticed something on her stockings, apart from her own blood there was someone elses. It was dry...

This isn't mine, so then, whose...?

Naomi merely blinked at it, That's odd.

The blood on her knees began to trickle down her legs.

Naomi sighed and tried to stand up only to have world around her begin to blur. The pain that she had become accustomed to intensified as she let herself settle back down on the stairs. Naomi messaged her temples hoping for the pain to subside, it did not; in fact, it increased. She was so focused on the pain surging through her body, she didn't notice a certain short brunette prefect walking up to her.

"Are you okay, Naomi? What happened?"

Naomi looked up and saw Yuki, wearing a beautiful dress.

Is the dance not over yet?

"I tripped." She answered.

Yuki reached to help Naomi up, "Let's get you out of here before any of the night class students show up."

Naomi, who was in no state to refuse her help, nodded.

Yuki shot her a worried look as she hooked Naomi's arm around her shoulder.

Naomi yawned, I'm so tired...

Yuki led her away from the Sun dorms.

"Where are you taking me?" Asked Naomi.

Yuki smiled, "Oh, the headmaster's building. I'll ask the chairman to help you."

"Right..." Naomi whispered.

They didn't talk along the way, to Yuki it was akward, but to Naomi it was not, for Naomi was far too busy trying to keep herself awake and telling herself that the ground beneath her was not shaking. Of course, Yuki had no idea, Naomi was in such a state of vertigo. However, when Cross had began to tend to wounds, she slipped on air.

"Ow!" Naomi moaned in pain.

Cross rushed to her side, "Nakamura, are you alright?"

Naomi gulped, "Why is your face all swirly?"

The headmaster, taken back, blinked and leaned back, "Excuse me?"

Naomi narrowed her eyes at his face, "Your face is-" She gestered with her hands in odd movements the type of face he had.

It was Cross's time to narrow his eyes. He inspected Naomi's strange behavior and current appearance: There were bags forming under her eyes and her eye lids were threating to close, as for her behavior, well, he's seen it before. Honestly, Cross was disappointed he hadn't noticed it until now.

"Nakamura, you need to rest." Cross said as he lifted her off the floor with ease.

Naomi let out a small whine, "I'm fine. I just tripped."

Cross shook his head, but said nothing. He tended to her wounds with precision and when the time came, made Naomi lay down in one of the rooms.

"I can't go to sleep." Naomi was fighting him as he tried to tuck her into bed.

"Why can't you go to sleep?" He was expecting a childish answer. Unfortunately, what he recieved was not only terrifying, it was also mortifying.

"Because he'll be there." Naomi said, "The man with the two different eyes."

Naomi was so dazed from the lack of sleep, she had no idea what she was saying.

"He won't leave me alone." Her eyes were pleading.

Cross frowned, he knew once she slept and was refreshed, she'd deny the words she just said. Nonetheless, he had hope; hope that she trusted him enough to tell her when she's not hallucinating to tell him the truth.

"Rest, Naomi." He said, "We can talk about this when you wake up."

Naomi pushed at him roughly, "No."

Cross frown deepened as he held her down with little force, she'd excert herself soon enough. Which she did, it wasn't long until her eyes fluttered and closed.

Naomi's dreams were once again haunted.

Oh god, no!

There she was in the room she had grown to despise.

"No, no, no, no." Naomi said and just as she was going to pinch herself awake, she felt a pair of arms wrapped around her body.

Naomi stiffened, This is a dream, he can't hurt you.

She felt him nuzzle his head on the crook of her neck. Her breathing stopped.

He hummed lowly, "Alone for three days." He whispered in her ear, "How cruel of you."

A chill ran up her spine, Move, Naomi! Do something, anything!

Naomi regained her breathing and all she could muster is: "You're a pureblood, aren't you?"

She was secretly hoping, Shizuka was lying.

"You've been busy." He said.

And just like that it was crushed.

Damn it.

Naomi felt his lips ghost against the curve of her neck.

"Doesn't a pureblood have anything better to do than to terrorize a fifteen year old girl?" She snapped.

The man chuckled, "Look at you, gathering your wits." He tightened his grip ever so slightly, "It's cute."

Naomi gritted her teeth, I need to wake up.

"I'm currently..." he paused as if he was looking for the right word, "indisposed." His hand slid down her arm, his actions were sweet and gentle... trying to lull her, but Naomi knew better; better than to trust the man behind her.

Naomi turned her head slightly in an effort to see the pureblood behind her, only have his free hand grasp her chin and kept her head steady.

The pureblood clicked his tongue in disapproval, "Not yet, I want to be a surprise." He spoke to her the way he would a child, "Be a good girl and stay still."

He tilted her head the side, exposing her supple skin, "I've yearned for your blood since before you were born."

Before I was born?

"This will be a cheap imitation," The man licked a stripe on the crook of her neck, "but it will suffice until I have you in real life."

Naomi's eyes widen, "Stay away!"

His eyes shined as she struggled against him with all her might, however, a human's strength compared to a pureblood's is an unwinnable battle. He wasn't gentle when he sunk his fangs down into her porcelain skin, just he was unrelenting when drinking in huge gulps.

Naomi screamed herself awake.

a/n: i've been playing fe 3 houses, #fear the deer