Cross Academy [VampireKnight][o/a]

[iiAlbino Cookie]

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Whatever tomorrow brings ill be there..

Angel looked at her and nodded. "I .. I kinda like you.." He said he was going straight out saying what he felt. "But we can't be together. I know you don't like me for one.. so.." He said as he looked into the girls eyes. "But I have never felt this way about anyone.." He said as he gently shook his head with his response. Im sorry.. But I lov.." He didn't finish the sentence. "I think I love you.. because I feel so different like im in the sky when im around you.. even though we just met.. I feel like your my Angel.." He said as he then backed up a little making her more comfortable. "Im sorry.." He murmured as he looked down on the floor holding his books.

With open arms and open eyes..

[Brain Tea]

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Ƞαgisα ʜεlsyɴc
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"ωʜαт ωill iт тαkε...
ƒor you тo pαrdoŋ mε?"

☜♥☞ ♚ ♚

sтop. тʜis is тorтurε тo mε.¤...
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Nagisa wasn't an easy person to give into someone because they had some sort of affection for her. Nagisa would always need time to succumb to let her walls fall down, so she could submit to them, so after knowing Angel for a short period of time, she found herself unable to return those words with him. Sure, she liked him. However, Angel had dared to go far enough to say love. Love, was it? So quickly? Why was this so sudden? Sure he had explain and poured his heart out, but how could Nagisa possibly ever dream to return any emotion of love. Perhaps affection, but not love.

What did they know about love, anyways? Nagisa didn't believe in love at first sight. The boy had said they couldn't be together anyways... What the hell? This was so weird and foreign to Nagisa. What was going through Angel's head? Nagisa pursed her lips into a thin line, looking away from him. She couldn't mustur up an answer for him. Nagisa looked up at him with her peach eyes, though he was looking at the ground. "I like you too, Angel. But I can't love you after such a short period of time. I don't believe in love at first sight. Even though I like how up front you are with me... I just don't know what to say to you. I think maybe we should meet back later for the picture... I need to drop off my books at my dorm... I'll see you around alright, Angel?" She said hurriedly.

Nagisa left the auditorium, and with it, Angel behind. She walked out onto the several fields, though she wasn't actually planning on going to her dorm just yet. Nagisa found a bench, that was vacant, and probably one kilometres away from the auditorium. Nagisa sat down on it and placed her books next to her. Looking down at the ground she sighed heavily. "I knew this would happen... now I've probably gone and hurt his feelings." Nagisa concluded quite depressingly.

[The Ballad of a D o v e]

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- - -✩αιsℓyn ''αιfє'' Bℓαιя

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┌✩┘uияuℓy нuмαи┌✩┘

xα dαy cℓαss яσsє x

┌✩┘ The blonde couldn’t help but giggle maniacally at her own deviousness of sneaking into, all though legally by the school’s terms, Cross Academy. Yuu was going to be so startled! She couldn’t wait to see his face! If that red-haired vampire thought he was escaping her torment he had another thing coming. Aislyn Blair stepped out of the taxi, leaving her driver wondering what in the hell was so funny as the girl danced in small circles waiting for the portly old man to get her things from the trunk. She’d do it herself but the man had it under lock and key. She was late of course, it was already Registration day, probably in full swing now and she was just arriving. Hopefully Aify still had enough time to sign in, get her dorm room together and hunt Yuu down before the Day Class students had to retire to the Sun Dorm. Not that it would stop Aislyn from escaping but the other students would probably be up all night making that more difficult for her to be sneaky about it. Naturally they, as in the humans like her, didn’t know anything about the campus being full of vampires but Aify knew and under strict secrecy was she suppose to keep that knowledge in her own head. She had promised Yuu that she would keep the secret and Aislyn would never break a promise to Yuu. Fuuuu. . . that was no fun though but Aislyn could understand the Headmaster and the Vampire’s desire to keep it so.

Huffing and puffing the taxi drive hauled the girl’s duffle out, glancing away as he handed it to her, wordlessly and desperately trying not to look at her. Aislyn, dressing to impress wore tight black jeans that hung dangerously low on her hips, showing off the bright orange strings to her bikini bottoms she wore as undergarments and her white/gold belt. Above that a scanty black bikini top was worn as a shirt and a orange biker jacket that came just below her bust line covered her shoulders leaving much of her toned stomach and back exposed. Boots considered these day to be hooker boots were hidden under her jeans. Her hair, left undone reached the middle of her back and was a sandy blonde color. Her delicate facial features hidden under dark shades that gave her eyes a mysterious feel. Able to see the outline but still hidden. It was all inappropriate for school but doing the things that other’s told you not to do was the reason for living for Aislyn. She loved to break rules and make bold statements. Her fashion just showed that rebellious side. However, she could tell the man was uneasy looking at her and after taking her bright orange duffle she slipped a fifty into his open hand and blew a kiss as a good bye. Hearing him drive away she turned towards the school taking in a deep breath and headed for the building she saw students milling around.

‘Aha, this must be it,’ she proclaimed to herself glancing around and grinned raucously at a few open mouthed stares she received as well as the few daring whistles. Laughing to herself she made her way through the throng of students, feeling a little old at eighteen while most of them looked fresh out of middle school. Standing in line, one hand on a jutted hip as her duffle was slung over her shoulder Aislyn scanned the crowed looking for any outrageously beautiful people but figured all the vampires and Yuu would be locked away in the Moon Dorm till nightfall. Sighing a little at the thought she wished for a moment she was one of the creatures herself so she could rush to Yuu’s side and resume taunting him but knew that would never happen. Not here at least with a bunch of pacifist vampires and the Headmaster running around. ‘Hopefully I can get this finished quickly,’ Aify thought moving a step forward as a student finished. All she had to do was pick up her uniform and her dorm key along with a schedule she assumed of her classes. She wanted to hurry and scout out the grounds so she could find the perfect path to use for sneaking over to the Moon Dorm after night fall.. ┌✩┘

α в c d є f g н ι נ к ℓ м и σ ρ q я s т u v ω ௰ x y z

[Arr -- k u n]

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Eye of Knowledge
Eye of Truth
Give this lonesome
Me
Something to behold
No matter the consequence

Dorian sighed as he stared up at Cross Academy. His hands were shoved into his black pants pockets and his dull-blue skull patterned coat rustled in the gentle breeze. He flickered his gold eye along the face of the Academy's building and he smiled to himself as he rocked on the balls of his feet like a giddy child. It was day--though technically, for him, it would be the equivalent of evening. He wasn't entirely certain if the Night Class was to register along with the Day... but what the heck! What was wrong with it? The worst that could happen was that a Day Class student ended up dead... Not that he enjoyed the thought.

Dorian took a deep breath and he tapped the side of his black leather suitcase with the toe of his right boot. If the hem of his pants hadn't been draping over them, the sunlight would glint brightly off the number of wide buckles and small chains that hooked around his knee-high boots. He nibbled on his bottom lip for a long moment, then he freed his left hand from his pocket and he reached up to brush his fingertips against the black, skull encrusted eyepatch that masked his left blood-red eye. "All right! Enough of this dilly-dallying! Time to register, even if you're wrong, Dorian!" he chuckled to himself as freed his right hand and he bent down to grasp the silver handle of his black suitcase. He straightened then as he swept his gaze across the face of the Academy again.

"Remember: smile! Smile! Smile!" he giggled, and as he gripped the brim of his top hat, he clutched the handle of his suitcase tighter in his right hand and he stepped down the cobbled path that lead towards the Academy.

||Ugh... lame post... x.x They will get better though. I promise!||

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SPACESPACESPACESPACE

[The Ballad of a D o v e]

α в c d є f g н ι נ к ℓ м и σ ρ q я s т u v ω ௰ x y z

x → yuu vιиcєит x

'Eveи ιf ιмportαиt мeмorιes becoмe мιstαkes,
soмehow they stιll seeм beαutιful.

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Yuu sat quietly in his dark dorm room, having been there a couple of days thanks to his Grandfather’s hastfulness to wrench him from his mother’s villa and it’s peaceful lifestyle. There was no pleasing that old man, no matter how Yuu acted it was always wrong but Yuu had long given up trying to please his Grandfather or his Father for that matter. The open book in his hand, near finished though it was a thick volume was being left unread as the red-haired vampire looked listlessly at his ceiling. He had been zoned out for awhile now, lost in thoughts as his sleek styled bangs hung over his black eye patch and one emerald green optic. Having to wear a eye patch was something a vampire rarely had to do seeing (no pun included) as the race had a fast healing rate but under special circumstances a vampire could carry a scar. When he had angered his Grandfather all those years ago this was the old man’s way of making Yuu live with the guilt of not living up to the ancient’s expectations. Not that Yuu felt the least bit guilty but the patch didn’t bother him at all, Aify had fun making jokes about it. ‘Aify. . .’ the word drifted across his consciousness for a moment before he blinked wondering why his thoughts strayed to that human girl. Other then a deep affection towards her as a friend Yuu’s feelings for the human lead no deeper then that but it had been about a month since he had last seen the girl. ‘It’s best to forget. . .it’ll be a long time before I can return to that town and by then she will be gone,’ Yuu whispered to himself as he closed the book, leaning back against the wall.

He sat in his window, the heavy drapes pulled against the glass panes to block any sunlight but the little sitting area was comfortable and Yuu liked spending his long hours sitting there. Most of his type, the vampires, would be asleep but Yuu found it rather hard too sleep in this place feeling restless so in-between reading he sneaked a peek outside very now and then. The sunlight stung but didn’t burn like old stories fabled so as he set the book down to the floor next to other stacks he had finished or needed to continue the red haired man slipped long, lithe fingers through the cloth pulling it a inch or so open. The sun sparkled painfully for a minute blinding the one eyed man for a moment but Yuu’s irises quickly adjusted and he overlooked the court yard over towards the school. Humans milled about in numbers as they hurried to in, get their things and mingle excitedly with others. Humans were so predictable but they could be mysterious as well. Chuckling, Yuu cracked his window open a little to let the fresh August air into his room that smelled of dust and blood tablets. The wine glasses on the night table beside his bed was half full of the crimson liquid left unfinished from that morning. Yuu wasn’t interested in fake blood but nor was he the one to hunt down a human or animal to sate his need. A few moments looking out his window and Yuu was bored again.

Unable to sit still the lengthy body was up, side stepping the various books scattered about his room and was adjusting the black dress shirt he was wearing. Dark slacks hung on his hips, the button up shirt was a little long on him and the sleeves rolled to his elbows but the clothing was comfortable. A loose tie, more like a ribbon was tied around his neck, a pretty brick red and contrasted with is hair nicely. He was dressed to impress, much like someone else he knew, but wasn’t trying to either. Being a vampire he was already graces with good looks so anything looked good on him but being the first day of the real school year he felt like being a little flashy. Stepping out of his room, closing the door quietly behind hum Yuu glanced up and down the hall toward other rooms and wondered if anyone was awake. A quick walk around the dorms would do him some good he figured so he started his first lap wondering what he’d do that night.

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[Arr -- k u n]

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Eye of Knowledge
Eye of Truth
Give this lonesome
Me
Something to behold
No matter the consequence

Clack! ... Clack! ... Clack!

Dorian grumbled and he dropped his suitcase on the floor as he paused just inside the doorway of a building. As he walked down the path that wound up to the Academy's doors, he saw a great number of Day Class students running around, shrieking, like he would have been in a blood bank! So, like the predator he was--though he didn't consider human's his prey--he followed them into a building. Low and behold! They were registering and gathering their uniforms--as well as all the other bare necessities.

He rolled his eye as he stood in the doorway--not caring if he was blocking the path of other hopeful registers--and he raised his right boot so he could peer down at its inch-thick heeled underbelly. A circular piece of metal glinted in the shaft of sunlight that bled through the open door he kept propped open with his left hand. "Damn tack!" he grumbled under his breath, then he reached down with his right hand and he wrenched the tack out from the heel of his boot like it were a fluff of lint on the shoulder of his coat. "Ha!" he chuckled loudly and he flashed a wide grin as he trained his gold gaze on the tack he pinched between his right thumb and forefinger, "I gotcha!" then, without a second thought, he tossed it out the door over his right shoulder, "And now you flutter~ flutter~ flutter away little birdie!"

Dorian's eye widened when he looked up at the Day Class students; a good number of them were staring at him. He blinked and his lips parted in surprise. One would think he was used to being stared at with his eyepatch and all... but no! He wasn't. It was awfully disconcerting to look up and meet a sea of eyes staring back at oneself. "What?" he blubbered at them and his musical, velvety voice lilted through the cavernous room. More eyes turned to look at him then and he tipped his head back as he rolled his eye. His top hat nearly slipped off his head and he grumbled again as he reached up with his left hand and caught the brim between his slender fingers. "Stop staring!" he murmured to the watching sea, then he bent over and he plucked up his suitcase from the floor.

The heavy oak door clacked shut behind him after he took a step away from the doorway and he shook his head. "People these days, I swear," he mumbled as he stopped a few paces shy of a young wom-- What the?! He eyed her closely and he dropped his left hand from the brim of his top hat and he rubbed his right eye with the back of his hand. Am I seeing straight? He shifted his hand away from his eye and it hovered a hairsbreadth away from his right cheek. Yup! I sure am! he sighed, and he shook his head as he looked the voluptuous... orange clad young woman standing in front of him? He supposed "clad" wouldn't be the right word to use... If anything, she might as well have been sauntering around in nothing but her skin.

A space beside her cleared and he quickly took the vacant spot before another hopeful student could, he left his suitcase back behind her and he hoped no one would trip over it. A young man not much older than himself--though Dorian meant that exclusively in appearance, he was a good few centuries older than 17, but the young man watching over the registration didn't need to know that. Dorian flashed the disheveled, sandy brown-haired and blued-eyed young man a charming smile, then he bent over the clipboard where he figured he would have to sign his name to ensure that he had arrived at the Academy. He raised his right hand and he fluttered his fingers in beckon. The young man leaned forward, though he seemed a little frightened at the prospect, and he met Dorian's gold eye hesitantly.

Dorian leaned a little closer, he intended to whisper his question to the young man--not wanting to draw anymore attention to himself, but the noise in the room had climaxed and, as luck would have it, the volume of the new students had dropped just enough so his voice rang loudly and his question echoed: "Can the Night Class-Night Class-a**-a** register here, also-so-so-so?"

||*ah-hem!* A lot better than my former post... ^^;; Hopefully...||

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SPACESPACESPACESPACE

[The Ballad of a D o v e]

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- - -✩αιsℓyn ''αιfє'' Bℓαιя

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┌✩┘uияuℓy нuмαи┌✩┘

xα dαy cℓαss яσsє x

┌✩┘ Oh what a line! This was going to take forever if she didn’t sped some things up .Thank god whoever her parents were gifted her with such a body and adorably evil face. I mean she was pretty, beautiful if she was too be vain but those looks could be devilish at times when she felt like being playful. Slowly she had flirted her way up way up the line, the boys being easy to woo as she made up a few innocent acts. A bump here, a smile to catch a eye there and it was easy to lure them into talking. Boys wanting to be gentlemen always let a girl cut especially when she had such a heavy looking duffle she refused to let anyone carry. Which was bull because Aislyn’s duffle was rather light and she was as strong as a ox from all her kick boxing. She was now smiling at a brown haired, blue eyed individual a spot ahead of her, a spot closer to getting her things and getting out of there. Sighing on the inside at the dullness of it all she fluffed her hair giving it a flaring kick as she leaned forward capturing his attention once again. I mean, who wold ignore her as she was but skin and bright colors? No healthy male in his right mind. Or well. . . not interested in women. Seeing she had his attention Aify stepped up to his side making small talk, keeping a steady smile on her face as she held her hands behind her, giving her chest a bit more of a forward flourish under the parted biker jacket. Ah the simple ways of wooing a man. . .a great body, a little cleavage and a nice smile. Soon she was a step up, still chattering softly to the boy who seemed to be over looking the sign in stand and chuckled at a few stares she was getting. Some were astonished looks from people that had just saw her but she could tell already she might not be a fan among her female classmates. She was getting quite a few glares. Not so many now as another person had entered and stolen her glory away which was okay with her. She was only two people behind the sign in and dorm check so she was comfortable to stay where she was. However, the line behind her was thick and Aislyn has yet to lay eyes upon this new attraction.

For a moment all around her was quiet except the usual murmur echoing from students talking but the room was mostly calm for the most part. She could hear someone come up behind her, setting a suitcase at the back of her feet but Aislyn was more concentrated on signing her name finally taking her dorm key from a young women who offered it to her and finding her uniform in the stacks of female clothing. The uniform was cute, pretty and black with a very unique form to it. Aislyn was expecting heavy plaid, long skirts and wool but these uniforms were so light and fashionable! Maybe this school wasn’t so bad after all. Aislyn really hadn’t considered anything about Cross other then the fact Yuu was here. The exam was a little tough but after years of intense tutoring with Father M. And Yuu Aislyn deemed herself as a rather intelligent individual when it came to school work. Not top of the class but acceptable. Finding her name safety pinned into her blouse Aify slipped it out, letting the folded uniform rest on her forearm as she took her schedule from the girl who was explaining classes, rules and such. The murmuring behind her got a little loud again but suddenly died down where a stage whisper, from the boy behind her rang louder then what the male hoped. Heads turned quickly at the boy’s words.

Night Class!

Aify, being closest and knowing the word to be special reference to the vampire students pounced. Turning quickly she saw the rather handsome boy, a eye patch that instantly reminded her of Yuu and latched onto his arm. A glare turned out behind her sunglasses was still readable and she was saying ‘MINE! Back off.’ And students did. The whispers kicked up again, for low and behold a Night Class student graced them with his presence. Sighing she shook her head and turned a flirtatious smile onto the young vampire whose arm she had locked with both of hers, leaning in closely so her whispered were to be heard by no one. If he was a vampire then he might just know Yuu and she would need a escort if she wanted to go to the Moon Dorm. ‘Hello there,’ she cooed, her bright amber eyes blinking for a moment as she tried not to get sucked in by his amazing youth and vampire beauty. ‘I know I’m being rather forward. I apologize in advance but seeing as you’re a Night Class student you may know someone important to me I must meet immediately,’ she whispered a desperation in her voice as her charming side soon gave way more to a anxiety. She really wanted to see Yuu, being apart for so long had been stressful for he, other then her large unrelated family, was her only friend. ‘Do you know someone like you, a male named Yuu Vincent?’ ┌✩┘

α в c d є f g н ι נ к ℓ м и σ ρ q я s т u v ω ௰ x y z

[Arr -- k u n]

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Eye of Knowledge
Eye of Truth
Give this lonesome
Me
Something to behold
No matter the consequence

Damn! I was not planning on that... Dorian sighed heavily and he dropped his gaze to the tabletop. The young man he had been speaking--or rather, whispered--to now blinked wildly at him. "Uh," he began, his voice was quiet--and more than a little startled by Dorian's question, "Wah-Well, I suppose you could... being a Night Class student and all..." Suddenly, the sandy-haired and blue-eyed young man dipped below the table and Dorian heard the distinct scrape of a cardboard box being pulled along the floor.

He pushed himself up on his tip-toes as he braced his hands against the tabletop so he could peer over the side of the table. White uniforms. Identical to the stack of black ones on the table beside him. "What's your name?" the young man asked, and Dorian blinked.

"Uh, Dorian... Yiyakova," he said quietly.

Fsh!

The young man slapped a set of white clothes on the tabletop. Dorian assumed he would have popped up soon after retrieving his uniform, instead he heard a loud bang! and a high stack of books was plopped on the table beside his uniform. He blinked at the tall stack for a long moment, he was still bent over the table to see what the sandy-haired, young man was doing. "Um... wow... that's a lot of bo-- Meep!" Dorian shot straight up to his full height when he felt something latch onto his arm. He turned his head--his eyepatch having been masking his left eye left him practically blind, so he couldn't see anything that clearly in that direction. The scanty, orange clad young woman was holding onto his arm.

"Sign here please!" the young man in front of him said, and Dorian glimpsed the flash of a pen being held out to him. He took it without taking his gaze of the girl latching onto him and he swiftly scrawled his name where the young man had indicated--if anyone had looked close enough, they would realize that the style of his writing had been used in centuries; lucky for Dorian, not many paid that much attention.

Dorian narrowed his gold eye for a short second as he though. "Yuu Vincent," he murmured as he plucked up his uniform and he set it on top of the tall stack of books. Without a second thought, he lifted the stack with his right hand and he balanced them with ease on the flat on his palm--causing him to bring more attention to himself as he carried several textbooks that would take at least two people to haul away. "Hm, sounds familiar," he said to the girl, "but I haven't heard such a surname in many a year--" he quickly reeled back and he waved his left hand--the arm which the girl had clung to-- "--Not that I'm old, mind you. You know me!" he smiled, "Seventeen years of age through-and-through!"

Dorian stopped a pace shy of his suitcase and he bent over to pluck it up in his left hand. He lifted the stack of books above his head in his right, the tall tower hardly deviated from the height he held him--nor did it tip in any given direction; he might as well have been a statue holding a tower of textbooks, a dedication to knowledge, in and of itself! "So, no," he continued as he straightened and he looked down at the sandy-haired blonde--his suitcase swayed between their latched arms minutely--and he shrugged, "Thus far, I have not heard, nor have I met, one by the name of Yuu Vincent, but I am quite positive that I will here in the near future."

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SPACESPACESPACESPACE

[iiAlbino Cookie]

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Whatever tomorrow brings ill be there..

Angel watched her go. It was perfectly understandable. "It's alright" He had said this but she had already left. He didn't really worry about it though. He headed towards his dorm with his books and yawned gently. He walked towards his dorm room and opened it after looking for it for a long while. He didn't really care if he fell asleep though he would remember the picture though he loved to be with the girl he had just met.

With open arms and open eyes..

[The Ballad of a D o v e]

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- - -✩αιsℓyn ''αιfє'' Bℓαιя

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┌✩┘uияuℓy нuмαи┌✩┘

xα dαy cℓαss яσsє x

┌✩┘ Aislyn was well aware that she was most likely making this boy, Dorian was it, a bit uncomfortable but Aify was one to get things she wanted. Right now she wanted to go to the Moon Dorm to meet up with Yuu so she could see that shocked face of his. Ah the sweet taste of victory already moistened her mouth. Truthfully Aislyn wanted to see Yuu because he was a dear friend and during the years she knew him she knew that his Grandfather was a total brute trying to make Yuu do what he wanted Yuu to do. If there was one ting Aify knew about Yuu the best it was that the red haired vampire hated to be ordered around. Proof of that lingered over his eye that he hid with that eyepatch. Glancing over Dorian as he bounced back between her and the other day class student who was trying to issue his things to him Aislyn noticed he too wore a eyepatch just like Yuu did. ‘Odd. . . I thought vampires didn’t have scars. Just Yuu because his Grandfather has the ability or what ever to leave permeant damage,’ the girl thought as she felt Dorian’s hand tug around in her grasp as he tried to move with out shaking her off. He was rather polite now wasn’t he? Yuu would have landed her on her a** by now. Aislyn smiled at him, finding his demeanor rather cute as he shuffled back and forth, signing the papers, talking to her, then gathering his books that certainly would have taken two human males to haul, up with a single hand. This extracted stunned gasps and a few odd looks upon the gold eyed boy but Aislyn was hardly surprised. She had seen Yuu lift boulders with ease. ..a few books would be nothing to this beautiful breed of beasts.

So he didn’t know Yuu, sighing disappointedly Aify’s grip on his arm that had been so determined slipped a little in it’s grasp allowing him to reel back at his misuse of words. Chuckling to herself she rolled her eyes behind the glasses and shook her head. She didn’t care how old he was, probably a lot older then seventeen but he’d have to keep up the facade of being a normal human around all of the Day Class. ‘Ah I see. . .to bad. Yuu’s family is rather popular I hear within your. . .circuit,’ she hinted playfully, rasing a eye brow at his antics and smiled to herself. Oh well. . .no time to get depressed now; she had a vampire in her clutches and at least he could take her to her destination. From there she could easily find Yuu. Or if he decided to run from her she would just sneak over later under the cover of dark. Seeing Dorian bend over to get his suitcase, balancing that stack of books in one hand, she realized that she must have been hindering him by hanging on his arm and students were starting to whisper. Not wanting to be classified as a girl to be hated for the rest of the year Aislyn simply let go but stuck close not letting the vampire out of her sight. ‘Dorian was it? I bet you’ll meet Yuu soon, he’s kinda hard to miss especially since he wears a eye patch just as you do,’ she added glancing around her to make sure she had everything. With both hands free she slung her duffle off long enough to stuff her uniform and the few books she was given into it before zipping it back up and hitching it on her shoulder.

‘Oh my manners. I’m Aislyn Blair,’ she smiled, sweetly, care freely starting to melt back into her own character not having to put on a flirty act to get the things she needed since she was signed in and had her things. Rather quickly in fact, a lot of the students had dispersed giving Dorian, her and what few brave students that decided to stay a circular berth. A student from the Night Class had a lot affect on them. Oh well Aislyn didn’t care, she liked the room. Now all she had to do was make it to the Moon Dorm. A girl with a mission. Aislyn was fired up and her one track mind was rather focused at the moment. ‘Um. . .Dorian would you mind terribly if I accompanied you to the Moon Dorm? I’m rather antsy to find Yuu and I fear I’d be stopped with I wasn’t with an escort,’ she sighed brushing a wave of tress behind her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she looked up at him under her lashes with a devious smirk on her face that looked much like a taunting feline brought to human form. ‘I’d hate to sneak over there at night, since dark is such a dangerous time to be out and sneaking about but I will do that if needed,’ she whispered so no one else would hear, warning no one really but thought she’d make the statement just to show this man how serious she was. ┌✩┘

α в c d є f g н ι נ к ℓ м и σ ρ q я s т u v ω ௰ x y z

[iiAlbino Cookie]

Zero

Ookami

Watanabe

I was trying to fly But I couldn't find wings , But...

Zero walked around his sword leaning on his right shoulder. He was around the auditorium but he didn't really care. He looked outside and looked around towards a tree. He was now the guardian but the day class couldn't see him as much. He didn't care as long as they didn't see him.

You came along and you changed everything...

[Brain Tea]

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Ƞαgisα ʜεlsyɴc
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"ωʜαт ωill iт тαkε...
ƒor you тo pαrdoŋ mε?"

☜♥☞ ♚ ♚

sтop. тʜis is тorтurε тo mε.¤...
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Nagisa sighed deeply, exhaling all oxygen from her fragile, human lungs. Right now, she need not want to deal with what Angel had said. He looked so young... he probably was overcome with friendship, and saw it as other wise... or maybe he sought something else from Nagisa. If that was the clase, then his motives were not strong enough to break down Nagisa's strong walls. She was not about to let someone become involved with her romantically. Not yet. Such things were to early for her to cope with, let alone comprehend. Nagisa's optics of a soft, eccentric, peach hue looked down at the grass in front of her that barely touched the paved paths that lead to buildings around the campus.

Standing up, off of the bench, her feet flat on the ground, Nagisa looked up for the first time in ten minutes. The sun was shining... How pretty. Grabbing her books in her arms, and pressing them against her bust, she held them with ease. Nagisa began walking to her dorm to actually drop off her books, like she said she was going to do before. However, to get to her dorm she would have to pass by the auditorium. She hoped Angel had long ago left, or else it would have been awkward, and he would have known that she did not return her books to her room yet... After about five minutes, Nagisa had neared the auditorium. Her optics caught a strange figure... with a sword? Suddenly, Nagisa felt pretty scared. Why the heck would there be a sword on campus? What was the need for it- better yet... what would anyone be doing with a sword on campus.

Nagisa hurried her pace, walking faster than usual. She passed by the auditorium and it took her about another five minutes to reach her dorm. She finally felt safe there, at least. To see a weapon like that out and about had scared the timid girl beyond belief. Putting her books down onto her bed, Nagisa looked around her room. Still no room mate yet... Would she ever get one? Nagisa looked at the window ceil. It had a large space between the wall and the window... Enough space for someone to sit in it. Grabbing a pillow for her lower back, Nagisa climbed into the window ceil, and placed the pillow behind her. She brought her knees to her chest and stared out the window, out on to the campus. Some sun did shine through the dorm's window, and lighted the room, however, it did not cause a glare for Nagisa's optics.

[iiAlbino Cookie]

Zero

Ookami

Watanabe

I was trying to fly But I couldn't find wings , But...

Zero walked in front of a room's window a day class. He wouldn't think anyone would be in there. But he was wrong as he saw the girl. He didn't notice if her eye's were open nor cared. He just looked at her. Couldn't help himself every time he looked at her and thought he was in love but kept that away love in first sight hell no.

You came along and you changed everything...

[Brain Tea]

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Ƞαgisα ʜεlsyɴc
┗━━━━━━━━━┛
"ωʜαт ωill iт тαkε...
ƒor you тo pαrdoŋ mε?"

☜♥☞ ♚ ♚

sтop. тʜis is тorтurε тo mε.¤...
`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´


Nagisa had drifted into her thoughts, deep within them. Thoughts of things that were irrelevant to where she was now. Here, in her dorm. Nagisa was alone. Solitaire. Nagisa wasn't exactly a social butterfly. Girls had treated her poorly at other schools she had attended, probably because Nagisa snatched a lot of attention from them, and boys focused on her. Nagisa hated it though. How could Nagisa possibly hope to trust someone after all that had happened? Maybe she was dwelling to far in the past to admire the future. To kill the beauty of the day, by thinking of the pain of yesterday. The light-heared girl sighed, pouting softly.

Looking up, she nearly jumped out of the window ceil and onto the floor. Her heart skipped a beat. It was the boy from before. He had the sword with him too. It was scaring her again. Would she ever be safe in this place? Though, the man simply stared at her, like he was lost, or staring right through her. Was she invisible to him? Nagisa forced herself to relax. Letting her legs drop, they went to her side, and curled up behind her backside, where the supporting pillow was. Nagisa stayed silent, as she stared at the boy back.

Would this scare him off? Either way, Nagisa did not care. Nor would she. What relevance was a suspected peeping tom to her? Sure, that was a little harsh, but it was true. It wasn't exactly normal to be looking through people's windows like that. A soft tint of coral accumulated on her cheeks as the blood rushed to her cheeks. Nagisa mouthed an inaudible, "Hello" to the man outside her window... this slightly reminded her of a ballad called "The Highway Man". Most specifically, the part in the ballad where he was outside his love's window, and kissed the curls of her hair. The clear window seperated Nagisa from him, so that was comfortable for her.