Zeruel let out a long and painful sigh, how was he ever supposed to find out if this girl was a Vampire or Angel, if Zeke was there. Zeke knew nothing about the creatures his ‘friend’ became during the night. “So where do you live Kia?” Zeke asked in a bouncy tone, a tone which annoyed Zeruel greatly, he had a girlfriend yet he was already trying for a second one. “Somewhere around here Zeke.” Zeruel growled back at him. He would just be glad when they got there, even though, the only hint they got was ‘this way’ and a finger being pointed in the south-east direction. Kia being drunk and all didn’t help, it just slowed down the process of trying to find where she lived.

Zeruel stared up at the sky as it was already beginning to set, given about 10minutes, so they better find her house soon before Zeke witnessed their transformations. His eyes wandered to Kia constantly, in a analytical fashion. She didn’t seem like a cold-blooded Vampire, but then, which female does? Vampires were crafty, hiding behind their innocence.

“It’s this one.” Kia pointed to a shop, which looked a little run down and was just about to close too. “You live upstairs in a shop?” Zeke looked at her in awe, Zeruel just rolled his eyes, it wasn’t that amazing at all. In fact it was pretty cheap, although there was a benefit of getting free food from downstairs. “My friend Eddie runs it.” Kia gave a nod and a smile to Zeke before walking inside, Zeruel followed inventively, if she was a Vampire, he would be the one to kill her. “Ando, where are you-” Zeke had stopped when Zeruel gave a cold glare back at him before continuing inside. “Alright, I’ll see you back at the apartment. Be back before university starts!” he called after Zeruel with a sly grin on his face, considering Zeruel wasn’t good with girls, so this would be his first since Zeke knew him.

As they got up the stairs, Kia had a worried look about her face, the person downstairs packing away all of the stuff didn’t seem to be her friend, otherwise she would have greeted him. It was a good thing she didn’t question Zeruel why he was following her, perhaps she wanted him to…he stopped his thoughts quickly as the smell of blood came wafting out from the doorway to the upstairs room. “Eddie.” Kia yanked off a note which was left on the door and screw it up in her hands, without even trying to read it. She pushed open the door and went inside, scouring the area, nothing seemed out of place, no blood anywhere, no signs of a struggle. “Don’t go in the bathroom.” she told Zeurel, looking back at his confused face. He didn’t really react, but knew that was where the smell of blood was coming from, that was also probably the place where this person called Eddie was killed. Kia had now sat down on the sofa, just staring blankly, she didn’t cry, even though she knew that her friend had been killed. Zeruel watched her for a minute before looking out the window, seeing the last signs of the sun he quickly ran into the bathroom.

He managed to avoid himself from slipping in the pool of blood, but slid into the bath, causing a huge disturbance, making Kia aware of where he now was. It didn’t bother him though as he fell to his knees in the puddle of blood and clutched his chest. His heart began pounding as he felt the transformation begin, there wasn’t much psychical change, although, around his eyes would appear a blue shadow. Like he was wearing make-up. Oh the comment he would get from it, which is why he would usually wear glasses, but he didn’t have them with him today, they were back at his room. His eyes would glow an intense blue as he was filled with the urges to kill Vampires. After a few minutes, he was able to stand again, an evil smirk crossing over his lips. As he held out his hand, sparkly particles formed a halberd, purple in colour and reaching just below his height when held up straight. Now was the time he would find out whether or not this girl was his enemy, or just another Angel.

He pushed the bathroom door open so hard it slammed and cracked against the wall beside it. He held the halberd up right as Kia looked at him with a surprised look. Blood dripped off of him and onto her carpet as he took a few slow steps forward. As Kia began to run, he lunged forward pinning her to the floor, the blood from his hair, dripping onto her pale face. “Now then,” he smirked, bringing the tip of the halberd to where her heart should be. “Which one are you?”

A single shaft of light crept through the gap in the pale coloured curtains, bringing light upon a boy, his head resting on the blood stained sheets of a bed, his left arm outstretched, and in it, a single white rose. His body lay limp, on it’s knees over the bed, at first glance you’d say that he was dead, his skin pale and cold to the touch, however if you looked closer, you would see his chest rise slightly with each breath he would take.

His hand twitched once or twice, then gripped the rose hard, drawing blood from the thorns on the stem of it. Lifting his head caused his hair to fall over his eyes and just hang there until he looked up, blinking against the sunlight pouring in. His free hand glided over the blood stained sheets of his girlfriend’s death bed, one being a thing of beauty where she would sleep. Oh how she looked like a goddess when she slept, a goddess on earth, that’s what she was to him, but now, murdered in her own bed.

His hand crept up the bed until it came upon a necklace, lying there on the pillow, a used-to-be chain broken, but the pendant remained in tact. He looked around for something to use to put the pendant on, settling for a small black rope on the side, who knows what it was used for, but he threaded the pendant through the rope, tying it a few times around his neck, exactly four times. He steadily got to his feet, his knees shaking slightly as he took a few small steps towards the door. Looking back over at where he had once seen Emily, the love of his life, now the blood-stained sheets and the necklace of hers only served as a reminder.

He stopped outside his apartment, a man with black hair slept outside of it, looking like he was just waiting for someone. He walked to him and kicked him over to the ground, probably waking him up in the process. “Go find somewhere else to sleep hobo.” he growled down at him before heading up the stairs to the apartment.

Zeruel had groaned a little as Kia shook him, but turned over slightly ignoring her. "Zeruel!" she bashed him on the head which caused him to bolt upright, standing up straight from the sofa. At that point Zeke came in, his face holding a look of surprise seeing that Kia was there.

“Ando, get ready we need to leave.” Zeke said coldly to him before going over to the kitchen and searching the cupboards for food, with most of them being empty, the fridge also containing nothing. “I thought I told you to go do the shopping.” Zeke glared at him who was sitting back on the sofa, sighing deeply and rubbing his head. Zeke went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water, throwing it and hitting Zeruel hard on the head, it bouncing off and rolling along the floor. “We have uni, this isn’t a time to rest.”

Zeruel flinched when he saw the bottle of water roll across the floor, checking his head in case it had gotten wet, sighing out of relief when it didn’t. He turned around on the sofa, staring at Zeke, noticing the necklace he had on was the same one he had brought for Emily. Zeke locking onto his eyes and noticing what he was looking at, none of them said anything though. Zeruel turned back around, standing up and brushing himself down. “Me and Zeke will be back soon, do whatever you want until then.” Zeruel told Kia, patting her lightly on the head. “Be a good girl.” he then walked to the door, tapping his foot as he held it open for Zeke. “Come on, we’ll be late Zeke.” Zeke grumbled slightly at the comment but followed Zeruel out of the door.

“You’re always moody in the mornings Zeke, but you’re especially moody today.” Zeruel sighed as they walked inside the university, pushing past many of the other students. It was true, Zeke would always be moody with Zeruel in the mornings, mainly because Zeruel would just come in early morning and just never want to get up and go to university. Zeke clutched on to the necklace he had on as a small tear came from the side of his eyes, noticing this, Zeruel looked away. “We’ll talk later about it okay?” he said quietly before walking into class with Zeke.

Upon entering the room, their normal teacher wasn't there instead it was the Angel from last night, the one who had punched Zeruel, though Zeke had no idea who it was, he hadn't been there. "You. Fairy boy and friend! Your late get to your seats so we can start." She shouted at them over the noise of the rowing students, who were obviously annoyed due to their teacher not being there. Zeke looked towards Zeruel, trying to look to him for answers as to why he was being called 'Fairy boy'. Zeruel growled slightly, grabbing Zeke's hand and pulling him to their desks and sat down.

"Oh for God's sake!" She yelled as she slammed down her bag on the table, making all the students quiet down. "Much better. I can hear the voices in my head again." Zeruel flinched slightly as the book was slammed down on the table, Zeke didn't seem to react though, instead he stared up, at the clock, the ticking sound constantly. Tik...tok...tik...tok...it was driving Zeke insane, his face twitching slightly with every second which passed. "Now that I have your attention. My name is Mrs. Kagamine." She wrote it on the board. "Mr Taylor and his daughter were murdered last night." Zeruel bowed his head slightly, but kept it high to ensue that no one had seen him and got the faint hint.

Zeke stood up suddenly which caused the whole classes' eyes on him. "Mrs. Kagamine, if you'll excuse me." he ran and headed out of the door, leaning against the side of the wall outside, clutching his head, it was pounding and visions of Emily being cut, the blood coating Zeke and him screaming, but with no sound coming out.

"Zeke!" Zeruel also stood up and ran outside, the whole class falling silent, all questioning about what actually happened. "Zeke?" Zeruel bent down slightly, looking at his friend's face, full of pure fear and agony. "Zeke, what's wrong?" Zeruel knelt down in front of his friend, reaching out to touch him, only to have his hand swatted violently away.

"Don't touch me...just get away! Get away from her!" Zeke yelled, loud enough to make everyone in the other classrooms hear and some of them running out, half expecting to see some fight or a chase going on, but instead it was just some crazy kid and his 'friend' trying to calm him down. Zeke was shaking violently, his head in his hands, looking out from between his parted fingers.

"Zeke, calm down..." Zeruel pleaded to him. Seeing no sign of him stopping he stood up, looking around at the crowd of people. "Give him some space!" Zeruel snapped, he was feared within the University, so the others obeyed and took about 5 large steps back.

"Yeah. Sure just....just go take it down." Rin's voice was shaky, which made Zeruel look at her, she was on her knees and shaking violently, similar to Zeke, though he seemed to be calmed down now. She was also very pale and having trouble trying to light her cigarette, though Zeruel wasn't going to help her, she did call him 'Fairy boy' a few times. He shook his head slightly and turned back to face Zeke who had already stood up and was looking around. Zeruel let out a small breath and stood up, walking to the classroom and taking down the clock. "Poor Zeke..." he mumbled, throwing the clock out the window, everyone was just looking at Zeruel but dared not to say anything in case they would be following the clock. Zeke walked calmly into the classroom, acting as if nothing had ever happened, a few of the students would murmur about Zeke but as soon as they started, Zeruel glared over to them.

Sitting back down at the desks, the bell sounded around the room and hallways outside. "I think we should go somewhere away from here Zeke." Zeruel told him whilst packing up his stuff and following the class outside, along with Zeke. Zeruel let out a small breath in the form of a sigh, looking at Zeke who's mind just seemed to be focused elsewhere. Zeruel didn't want to mention anything including the name Emily, even to try and make him feel better, it would just make him upset more. They walked past the clock which had been thrown out of the window, it was broken obviously, the ticking stopping and freezing the time at 11:58.39, Zeruel looked at it for a few seconds then looked up at the smashed window. "That got some distance." he chuckled, hoping for Zeke to join in, but he didn't, he was walking off in front. "Come on," Zeruel said, jogging to catch him up, "We'll get a coffee somewhere, take your mind from it." he smiled faintly, grabbing Zeke's hand and dragging him inside of a nearby coffee shop.

Zeke sat at one of the tables, his face just emotionless and seemed to be staring into space, Zeruel went to order the coffee, looking back at his friend and sighing slightly. "Yeah, just two milky coffees" he told the cashier, looking at him sideways, his arm leaning on the counter. Within minutes the coffees were placed on the counter, Zeruel paid the man and brought the coffees to the table Zeke was on. "Here Zeke." Zeruel held out the coffee for him to take, though he didn't, so Zeruel just placed it in front of him. "You know Zeke." Zeruel started, taking the lid of the coffee and staring down into it. "You can always talk to me about it, I know what happened, but if you need to you know...cry...then i'm here for you." all the while he didn't look up at Zeke, just watching the milky brown liquid move as he tilted the cup slightly. Zeruel was actually unable to drink coffee, due to it was a liquid, any liquid apart from blood would burn his skin and insides if he drank it.

"Ando..." Zeke started which made Zeruel look up at him expectantly. "Why do you buy coffee but never drink it?" he took a sip of his own coffee and just watched Zeruel, he wasn't even attempting to touch it or drink it.

Zeruel chuckled slightly, putting the lid on the coffee and pushing it away. "To be honest Zeke, I don't like coffee at all," he said with a small and innocent smile. "I just thought it's a nice thing to do..." he sighed, frowning down at the coffee cup, mentally cursing the fact that he couldn't drink it. "So um...Zeke..." Zeruel was desperate to change the subject quickly, in case Zeke had any more questions about him not drinking anything. "How's drama class?"

Zeke drank another mouthful of coffee, his eyes following a girl which just came in, she was attractive, black hair with a few blue streaks in it, short skirt and 3inch high heels, every guy's dream. Though Zeke wasn't watching her because of that, not that he didn't find her attractive, he just wouldn't betray Emily, even if she was dead. "You like her eh Zeke?" Zeruel snickered, turning around to look at the girl. Zeke was watching her, she had the same aura as Zeruel, which meant she was either a Vampire or an Angel, though it seemed that he also had the same aura, not that Zeruel had noticed, he might have noticed the girl's though. "You need to get over Emily Zeke, she's...well you know..." Zeruel continued but received a glare from Zeke. "Right...sorry Zeke..." he mumbled under his breath, shrinking back down into his seat.

Noticing behind Zeke was their supply teacher Mrs Kagamine trying to sneak by the window whilst carrying a few bunches of yellow flowers. Zeruel rolled his eyes, it was obvious she wasn't trying to be seen. "I'll be back in a minute Zeke..." he said midway of getting up, Zeke didn't reply but Zeruel just left to go outside. "Hey teach!" he called after her, running to catch her up. "You okay now? I mean, you were pretty out of it back at Uni."

Zeke sat at the table, looking over to the table the girl was sitting on, between sips of his coffee. He wondered if she was his enemy, a Angel. He got told about all of these things by other creatures during his time in hell. The fact that he had to kill a human every night, draw a symbol in their blood to send them to hell. The fact that there were Angels, sent by God to kill Vampires. The fact that they could summon weapons, had enhanced speed and agility, also strength, though Angels had mind powers, but neither could use them during the day. Now that Zeke gave the thought some attention, the teacher had strange aura too, the hobo outside and Kia...he had already sensed Zeruel's aura before, though it seemed that Zeruel didn't notice his. But what were they? Angels or Vampires?

Tonight would mark the first night at Zeke being a human, the rush of excitement came over him, but also nerves, but he managed to shake them off. If Zeruel was a Angel, which he highly doubted, he didn't want him to see his transformation, if there was one. Zeruel didn't seem like the type of guy who would be an Angel, he's not pure enough for that, so being a Vampire would make him an ally, which could prove to be a good idea when the time comes if he's faced with Angels. Their teacher, she was defiantly a Vampire, she was too mean not to be. Kia...she was probably an Angel, she was pure and kind. Which means, she'll have to be killed off fairly soon, but not before having some fun. The hobo, that was hard to say, his personality didn't come out when he was asleep.

Zeke's eyes flicked back to look at the girl, was she an Angel or a Vampire, she seemed rather pure, but then what does a Vampire who is female look like? They can't be too obvious otherwise they would be found out.

Zeruel looked back to the coffee shop where the girl was sitting on the table with him. I don't want to bother him... Zeruel thought before looking back to Rin who was walking away. "Wait up!" Zeruel called after her, running to catch her up again. "I'll come with you, it's best if I leave Zeke alone for a bit." he had a small devious smirk on his face when he thought about Zeke hooking up with another girl. He moves on quick he thought before taking a flower from the bouquet and smelling it. "Who you going to give these too?" he asked Rin, looking at her with a curious face, he looked away again and down at the flower. "My friends were all killed, probably by a Vampire too. I know I shouldn't of, but when I became a Angel, I went to go visit them. Though...they had been murdered, the police said it was someone with white hair." he gripped the flower more, bending the stem of it in his hands. "So...I know how it feels to be alone..."

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Zeke looked up at the girl who actually came and sat in front of him, it confused him slightly and threw him off of his thoughts. "Oi, my names, Otter." her accent was British, Zeke realized this from some of the British students at the university. He didn't really reply to her, but kept his eyes completely fixed on her, giving a small and polite nod. It was best for him not to give away his identity too soon, especially if she was an Angel. She was writing something on one of the napkins, folding it once and sliding it to Zeke. He opened it up, showing what was probably a drawing of a Vampire with a question mark next to it. Meaning she was asking if he was a Vampire, he thought about it for a second, if she was an Angel, he would be giving away his identity, though if she was a Vampire...He smiled faintly and nodded, he smile was somewhat dark and sinister, he was actually rather excited to meet someone else, even if she was an Angel, she couldn't harm him here, they couldn't use their powers during the day. Or so he was told...

They came into a graveyard which was overcrowded with tomb stones, if you didn't know where a specific one was you could probably walk for hours until you found it. It was most likely to most of the people dying from Vampire attacks, though civilians knew nothing of Vampires, to them, they were just serial murderers going around killing anyone they pleased and leaving no trace of who the person who died was. Though friends and family knew when someone had 'disappeared' and just classed them as dead. The graveyard was sort of eerie, no one else seemed to be around and the grass below was littered with leaves from whithering trees, there wasn't any bodies actually buried here, that was obvious by the tomb stones packed so close together. Then again, why would there be? All Vampires left was a bloody mess and a person's mangled organs, sometimes bits of flesh were left from the explosion, but that was rare.

Zeruel fell quiet when Rin knelt down in front of three graves, that was most likely her family, she had a picture in her hands of her and a man, along with two kids. The tomb stone was scratched out where it read 'Rest in Peace', how could they rest in peace if they were killed by a Vampire? When she started crying, Zeruel thought it was best to leave her, so he wandered down the rows of graves, looking at each name as he passed. Some of the families weren't even together, they had countless numbers of tombstones separating them from their families. It was disgusting to see so many people just being killed because someone else wants to live, it only made Zeruel want to kill Vampire more.

Zeruel stopped when he came to two graves which caught his eye; 'Here lies Gerardo and Camila Vazquez, loving friend and parents.' He sighed slightly before walking back towards Rin.

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"I, as well." she said as she buttered a pastry and put the jam on it, a strange thing to put on a bagel, normally they would be eaten hot, well Zeke thought so. He didn't feel hungry any more, neither thirsty anymore, it was probably an effect of being a Vampire. You don't need to eat when your dead do you? The only thing you need to live is killing humans, one every night. That rule was implanted into his brain, though he didn't really feel like killing a human, he actually hated the idea...maybe that would change when he made his first kill, though, currently, he would probably need help doing that. "What is your name?" she asked him, causing his thoughts to go back to the Vampire sitting on the other side. Before he could answer her, she continued, "I have already dolled out a bit of information for your own comfort, I can see that you are a bit put off by my presense? Don't worry, I won't bite. Too hard at least." she winked at him, though he didn't really react, sort of like a mindless zombie, he was emotionless to any sort of situation he was faced with. Too depressed about Emily to even care about anything anymore.

"Zeke," he replied to her no real emotion showing in his voice. He looked outside at the sun setting and began to feel a little bit anxious. What would his transformation look like? What type of weapon did he have? But most importantly, he didn't really want to kill a human, but he had to. He knew he had to. He would live for Emily, that's what he wanted.

"Well, Zeke. How is life? Got a love?" she asked him whilst pushing the bagel away from her, Zeke just stared at her for a few moments before bowing his head and clutching onto the pendant of the necklace he wore, the necklace he brought for Emily, the necklace she never had the chance to wear. "You do not seem to be very malicious for a vampire, you are rather quiet and a bit bashful, really. What has caused you to become so closed up?" she asked him, most likely trying to grab his attention again. He took in a small breath and looked up at her with pained eyes at the memories flooding inside of his head.

"I died last night," he said quietly to her, whilst letting his eyes wander elsewhere, he didn't want others to hear so he adjusted the volume of his voice just so Otter can hear. "I was visiting my girlfriend when I found her dead, the next thing I remember is waking up in her room, my head resting on where she used to lay," he turned his attention back to Otter to confirm his statement. "I know I died, because I remember being told about Vampires and Angels, though..." he sighed slightly, closing his eyes and bowing his head again. "I don't really feel like killing a human..." looking up once again he gave a questioning look to Otter. "Is that normal? Should I feel I want to kill humans? It is what i'm alive for after all..."

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"That bastard...he made me watch him...kill them." anger filled her voice. "He made me watch!" She yelled punching the ground. "Fucking vampires." she mumbled, but Zeruel heard her and let out a sigh. He didn't know what to say to her, he hated Vampires too but she had it worse, she had seen them kill her family, not to mention she was probably killed by one. Zeruel died, naturally, well sort of naturally, there wasn't a vampire involved and he didn't see his friends get killed, he only assumed that they were. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She said wiping her tears away and standing up. Zeruel just gave a lopsided smile to her, not really wanting to say anything else. "Angels are suppose to be strong...But I just so weak." She laughed a half-hearted laugh, it annoyed Zeruel the comment, he hated people who had given up hope, she wasn't weak and Kia said the same thing before, but he just shook his head.

"Don't worry about me. I want be around much longer anyway." her tone immediately became dark after that which startled Zeruel a bit but he just shoved his hands in his pockets and walked off a little bit, looking up at the sunset. "No matter how fast you run you can not escape your past. Don't forget that." She said patting him on the head which made Zeruel glare at her slightly, sure he was younger, but not by that much and he wasn't all that short either, about the same height as Rin. Smoke rose from her cigarette as she turned away. "I'm done here. If you still want to tag along your free to do so. I'm sure Zeke is enjoying himself."

Zeruel turned away from her, he didn't really like the smoke and coughed slightly under his breath. "It'll be night soon," he said before turning to look at her with a serious look. "I hope you don't plan to do anything stupid," he was almost glaring at her, warning her about something. "You remember what happened last night, you got hurt pretty bad, so it's best if you stay away from Vampire for tonight, at least that one, because..." he smiled deviously. "That one is mine." he didn't bother saying anything else to her, just turned on his heels and walked away.

Zeke looked away from her, sighing slightly, he almost resented what he had done, what he had become. She put her hand on his which made him look at her sharply, though he didn't pull away even though he was uncomfortable with the touch, it wasn't Emily, it wasn't her. "I can help, if you want. I don't like to brag, but I'm pretty good at the whole killing thing." She grinned at him. "Its very normal to not feel very comfortable with..." She whispered in a low voice. "Killing. I can give you some pointers and I can even give you some help on scoring a meal. I'm sure you could use some direction. The sun is setting, you need to kill by sunrise tomorrow and I've already done my deed of the day." she looked back to the cashier woman who was looking at them both suspiciously. Without a second to reply she grabbed his hand fully and pulled him out of the door as the sun was showing it's last moments of brightness for the day. Zeke looked up at the sky then looked to her, he was confused, scared, excited, nervous. All of the emotions became too much for him and his eyes began to shed tears, though he put a hand to his face and wiped them, he was unsure why he was crying, he didn't feel sad, not at all.

"I'm sorry." he muttered to her, bowing his head so she didn't see the tears streaming down his pale face. He quickly took off down the street, embarrassed by the crying he had done in front of her, though he couldn't put a reason to behind the tears. He ran as fast as he could, dodging people here and there until he felt a pain inside of his chest and clutched his shirt tightly where his heart would have been, turning into an alleyway and lent against the wall panting heavily, not from the running, but from the pain, the running was no problem to him. The whites of his eyes turned a black colour as the pupil turned grey, though Zeke wouldn't notice unless he looked at his reflection. Nothing else seemed to change for him and as soon as it started, the pain was gone. He rose to his feet and looked down at his hands, a faint evil smile appearing across his face, though he didn't feel like killing anyone, the power he felt surge inside of him pleased him greatly. He walked calmly out of the alleyway but out the other side he had come in, so that no one could have followed him.

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Zeruel walked back to the coffee shop and stopped when he saw Zeke crying in front of the girl, Zeruel gave a lopsided smile but stayed away from them. He couldn't tell if he was happy for Zeke or not, he was crying in front of a girl he just met, he wouldn't even cry in front of his best friend. Zeke suddenly took off down the streets and Zeruel sighed, walking over to the girl. "What did you say to him?" there was only going to be about 30 seconds until the transformation would begin so Zeruel reacted quickly. "Hold that thought." he said before running to the back of the coffee shop. The only thing which ever changed for Zeruel was the blue shadow around his eyes, not that he liked it, at all, it was horrible. The pain had stopped in his chest now as he looked back to see the girl, smiling slightly, she could be a good victim for tonight, a vampire if she was. He ran back to her and smiled slightly. "So you're a Vampire huh?" he smirked, there was no real way of telling but he would ask her straight out, if the answer was yes, he would kill her then and there.

She turned her head to look away from him. "I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." she looked over to where the sun disappeared and ran to where Zeruel had just been, coming back with vibrant pink eyes. "Well, I guess there is no hiding it now, but you have been mistaken...I am an angel." she smiled up at him, her smile seemed sincere but Zeruel didn't completely believe her, but now wasn't the time for that, Zeke had run off and Kia was left at the house. He smiled back at her before giving a slight nod and running off down where Zeke had just gone.

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Zeke came out to a park where there was a man, torturing the woman against a tree. In one quick motion he had ripped her throat and that was the end of it, Zeke flinched only slightly, but for some reason the sight of the blood excited him. That looks like fun... he thought to himself as he saw the man draw the symbol on the path, the same symbol he had to draw in his victims blood. As he stood up the woman's body exploded, covering his back from head to toe. Zeke just stood there watching the bloody man walk away like nothing had ever happened, he blinked a few times, almost dazed by the scene in front of him.

Zeke closed his eyes and concentrated into materializing a weapon, when he opened his eyes he looked down at the dagger in his hands with a lopsided smile. Is this all? he sighed but he was pleased with the design of it and the fact that is was almost elegant. He ran a finger across the edge, only slightly almost as if it was floating, though it cut with great ease, blood already seeping out from the cut and running down his finger, dripping onto the floor when it had no where else to go. Looking once more at the Vampire he searched around for someone to kill, someone he could play with. He just felt the need to see blood spill over him, feeling the warmness of it on his face and body, that's all he wanted.

He noticed a girl who seemed to be waiting for someone to come, she was lonely and sitting on the bench by herself looking around expectantly. Making the dagger disappear Zeke took in a small breath and strode over to her, with a cheerful smile. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, referring to the empty space next to her, she looked a little shocked at first but then smiled innocently, shaking her head. Zeke sat down next to her as she sat facing away from him, still looking around for someone. "Looking for someone?" she looked back at him and her lip began to tremble, her eyes filling up with tears as she burst out into a state of pure despair, she buried her head in Zeke's chest and sobbed loudly. He smiled down at her, stroking her head and running his hand through her hair, fighting the urge to rip it from her head.

"It's my boyfriend," she sobbed, looking up at him with tearful eyes, wiping them away with the sleeve of her coat. "He was supposed to meet me here an hour ago," before she could continue she sobbed loudly again, re-burring her head into his chest, the tears from her eyes getting all of his clothes wet. Though Zeke didn't want to due to him still having feelings for Emily, he lifted her head with his hand and looked into her eyes, pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss. She was shocked at first but then smiled and returned the kiss with feeling. He ran his hand up her body, his nails extending at the feel of her soft and flawless skin, stopping when he came to her breast.

She pulled away from him and giggled slightly, the tears now gone a happy smile on her face, completely forgetting about her so-called boyfriend. She pushed him back onto the bench, straggling him and leaning in to kiss him again, he looked up at her deviously before returning the kiss. One of his hands went up to her hair as he pushed her head downwards, deepening the kiss. His other hand was under her top and resting on her breast, his nails dug into it hard as she yelped slightly, trying to pull away from him but he was constantly pushing down on her. His hands scraped down her body causing the blood to soak through her top and slightly stain Zeke's clothes.

She managed to pull away from the kiss and stared down at him in horror, before she could say anything to protest though, his hand dug straight into her body, ripping out a chunk of flesh from her stomach, she screamed in pain and blood gushed out from the wound which would never heal. His other hand which was resting on the top of her head, materialized the dagger in it and plunged deep into her head, the tip coming out from the other side. Her body just fell lip on the top of his, the dagger going straight through her head and the wound in her stomach just oozing blood, dripping onto the floor below them. He pushed her body off of him, yanking the dagger out of her head and causing it to disappear again. He smirked down at the 'art' he had created, kneeling down in the pool of blood and tracing it with his finger, creating the symbol, he knelt there as the body exploded, covering him in a shower of the hot and sticky liquid. His smile grew as he tilted his head back and just laughed, and laughed and laughed.

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Finding no signs of Zeke, Zeruel walked back to the apartment, the lights were on meaning that someone was home, hopefully both Zeke and Kia were. He ran up the stairs and stopped when he came to the doorway, seeing Kia there, in his clothes, seeming to be waiting for someone to follow her out. "Kia?" he gave her a confused look before walking past her and into the room, noticing Kouta, he glared slightly at him, not that he could tell, he was blind after all. He looked around the room but didn't find anyone or anything else. "Where's Zeke?" he asked, looking back to the other two.

Zeke halted his laughter as he got to his feet, shaking his arms slightly to get off the access blood which just splattered everywhere, staining the green grass. A devious smile was on his face as he began to walk away in search for someone else to play with. It was enjoyable in every sense of the word and he just wanted to experience the sensation again. His face was covered in blood as well as the rest of his body, sticking his tongue out to the side he tasted the blood, that warm coppery taste excited his taste-buds. Too wrapped up in the ecstasy of it all to notice another aura had come into the area. "Hey! What do you think you're doing!" this was followed by a tree nearby having it's roots pulled out from the ground. Zeke froze on the spot, his smile had faded and a look of sheer horror was carved into his pale and bloody features. Though this look was quickly erased and replaced with a devious smirk, his eyes glinting with malicious intent and pride most of all.

He looked over his shoulder to see a man, wearing a green suit, he had his hand behind his back, obviously to hide some sort of weapon. An Angel. His first encounter with one, it was somewhat exciting, though if a little nerve wrecking. That devious smile still present on his face as he twisted himself around to face the Angel completely, his black and grey eyes wandering over to where the roots of the tree had grown, looking rather expectantly for something else to happen. Though nothing did, no roots restraining him, they just had grown out of the ground and stayed there. Zeke began to snicker slightly before throwing his head back in a maniacal laugh. "Is that all?" he said when he had stopped, but still attempting to hold back any further laughter.

His eyes then focused on what was behind the Angel's back, it had become obvious now as it full materialized; a drill. It was of course a strange weapon to wield, but then perhaps Angels had strange weapons, though it was just Zeke's luck to run into one as soon as he had made his first kill. Next time, be more discrete? he made a mental note to himself before materializing his own weapon, a dagger. He mentally frowned at it, seeing no possible way that a small weapon such as his could match up to one as powerful and as deadly as a drill. Though he wasn't about to give up without a fight, who knows maybe Satan will bless him with something much more deadly once he appeases him by sending an Angel to hell.

The ground began to shake as the roots from the already dying tree were sucked back in the ground, it was as almost as if there was a earthquake happening. It got Zeke's attention, though it was quickly drawn back to the Angel as he was walking towards him, the drill springing to life by his side, creating the intoxicating smell of gasoline. Though, for some reason Zeke liked it, it reminded him of fires which reminded him of nights spent around Emily's. He smiled sweetly at the memory playing over in his head again and again, giving him the stronger will he needed to fight. The quake ceased and everything was silent for a few seconds, only the sirens of cars coming from the city and the occasional revving of the drill on the Angel's arm.

There was a sudden burst from the ground as the roots of the tree wrapped around Zeke's chest, making his gasp and crushing his chest, making it all too hard for him to breath. His hand clutched tighter at the dagger in his hand as the Angel brought the drill up to his chest, tracing it up to the features on his face. The roots wrapped tighter around him making Zeke gasp again, probably even causing one or two of his ribs to crack under the pressure. "Nel nome del Padre, del Figlio e dello Spirito Santo..." Zeke raised his dagger in preparation to attack the Angel, a faint smirk present on his bloody features.

The wind was knocked out of him by someone slamming into him, pushing him to the floor, though the positioning of his dagger managed to stab the person who hit into him. Zeke's eyes grew when he seemed to recognize the person who had pushed him, the homeless guy who fell asleep outside his apartment, another Angel. That was clear by the way he spoke to the other Angel, almost as if he was trying to protect him. How touching. Zeke snickered under his breath before pushing the Angel off of him, he blood from his wound on Zeke's clothes. The roots which were crushing him before had now latched onto the bind Angel, dragging him underground.

Zeke grabbed onto his dagger and was about to get up when the other Angel appeared in front of him, raising the drill in his hand going to strike. Zeke rolled out of the way just as the drill went to kill him, kicking up the dirt as it just drilled into the ground. Zeke couldn't help but let out a slight breath in relief before standing up, smiling sadistically at the Angel, tossing the dagger back and forth between his hands. "Is it wise for you to do that to your ally?" Zeke snickered, looking at the gaping hole in the ground. The dagger halted it's movement and was held in his right hand. "Enough of this." Zeke used his vampire speed to appear within a flash in front of the Angel, bringing the dagger across his open chest.

Zeke smiled deviously as his blade cut through the Angel's hand, though the emotionless look on his face put him off. Why is he not showing pain? Zeke wondered, but that thought made it all too late for there were vines pulling at Zeke's feet which also put him off of concentration and his hand was being restrained by the Angel's wounded hand. The drill was placed at his chest ready to drill right into his heart and ultimately, kill him. It would have done if not the other Angel came up from the ground, punching Zeke upright in the jaw bone, making a sickening crack as Zeke flinched back, jumping away from the two Angels as the blood dripped from his mouth where the jawbone had been knocked out of place and his lip split.

His hand rose up to wipe the blood from it, his face frozen in a devious smirk, he yanked the jawbone back into place and just chuckled darkly, noticing the roots coming up from the ground once again to restrain him. He dashed forward cutting each one of them down with great ease before standing a few feet away from the Angels. "I'm sorry I can't stay and play with you two longer," he told them, that ever so cold and bloody smile on his pale face, "But I have other plans for tonight, you see," he dematerialized the dagger, he could always get it again if he needed to. "It's my first night as a Vampire, I want to have some fun whilst I still can. I hope you understand," his smile was now cheery and his tone light hearted. "Look me up again tomorrow night then we can have some real fun." he waved to them before using his vampire speed to dart off out of sight.

Zeruel faced the floor, unable to even show any emotion apart from that of worry. Kia took both of his hands in her own, her touch was soft and calming, making Zeruel look up at her, pulling himself together. "No. Zeke wouldnt... No... he wouldnt... " she didn't sound at all convinced which seemed to agitate Zeruel, his reaction being that of panic.

"Then what Kia?! Why hasn't he come home?!" he yelled at her, causing everyone to just stop for a few seconds and stair wide-eyed at the pair as if it was some sort of lovers quarrel. Many of them probably thought they had a child and he hadn't come home. Zeruel quietened down almost as soon as he shouted, he wanted to apologize but the anger and frustration inside of him about Zeke wouldn't allow him. It wasn't any use trying to reason with him.

"Zeruel... You have to trust him." She shook her head, she didn't seem to be rallied with the shouting Zeruel just did, perhaps she understood about how he was feeling. That and it wasn't a good idea to argue with Zeruel when he was so 'on edge'. "Lets... look calmly." Zeruel managed a nod before Kia led him back out onto the streets, she kept her head down and Zeruel just kept looking around, but more calmly than normal, his eyes taking in much more detail from when he was being so frantic about it. A few people bumped into them and yelled things like. "Watch where you're going!" and "Out of my way!" Zeruel just replied to them with his own harsh words and a glare, none of them said anything back to them after that.

Zeruel lent his head back to look at the sky, no stars were visible inside the city, the only lights in it were that of aeroplanes either going to or from the various airports near the city. "Where are you Zeke?" Zeruel mumbled as if asking God to find him and protect him.

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Zeke received a few dirty looks as he walked down the streets, granted he probably looked like the victim of some heinous crime, not that he cared, it was just a sore jaw, it wasn't even broken, it just managed to cut his lip and make his nose bleed. No, the thing which caught there attention was the amount of blood on his clothes, it wasn't even his blood. A smirk appeared on his face at the thoughts of what he did to that girl. The sheer thrill of it all, and the feel of her warm blood coat him from head to toe. Even the coppery taste of it was something he could enjoy again. Again meaning soon.

He pushed all thoughts of the Angels he had encountered to the back of his mind, he wasn't about to let them ruin his evening. Picking out a nice club where a few teenagers were gathered outside having a cigarette and laughing the night away. Zeke smiled, it seemed so peaceful and a beautiful sight in a way, but that peace wasn't going to last for long...

He stumbled over to them, falling onto the ground just in front of 'em, of course they ran over to Zeke's delight. He looked up to them with fake tears in his eyes, oh how his Drama classes paid off. "Are you okay?" the female with purple and black hair asked. Zeke nodded, trying to get to his feet, though he had to be helped by the two boys of the group. "Do you need us to take you to a hospital?" the other girl asked, she had a worried look on her face, one which made Zeke just want to stab her eyes with just so he could see the expression change to one of horror.

Zeke shook his head then smiled before walking away, falling once again on the floor. The two girls ran over to him once again, the boys just waited where they were, a little jealous of Zeke and the fact that his girlfriends were caring more for him than their date. "At least let us take you home." one said, helping Zeke to his feet. The boys figured this was their time to shine and ran over. "We'll take him home." the first one smiled to the black/purple haired one, obvious that was his date. The other stayed quiet and just nodded along with his friend, the girls looked all to pleased with their boyfriends' generosity and smiled to each other, nodding approvingly.

With the help of the two boys, Zeke walked down a dark alleyway a few blocks down from the club, Zeke commanded them to stop and they did so but not before flashing confused looks to one another. Zeke stumbled away from them, resting against the walls of the alleyway, suddenly the dagger became visible in his hands and he smirked deviously, putting a hand through his messy hair to make his eyes obvious to the pair. Those black and grey eyes weren't that of a human and almost immediately they began to run.

Within a flash Zeke was in front of them, blocking the exit out onto the streets. One of them stepped forward, holding up his fists in order to fight, it evoked a laugher from Zeke, a cold dead chuckle. The dagger was placed in his mouth as his own fists were raised. The other boy stood out of the way, egging on his friend who threw a few punches to start off with, Zeke easily dodging them, not even attempting to fight back. One punch was thrown and Zeke grabbed his hand, smirking from beneath the dagger in his mouth as he pushed the boy's hand back until a sickening crack could be heard and his hand broken. A scream escaped the boy's lips but Zeke didn't stop, he continued to push back until the bone protruded from the bleeding wound, his hand eventually being snapped off and falling to the ground.

The boy standing after looked at his friend's hand in horror as it just sat there on the alleyway floor, decapitated from his friend's arm, the person responsible now the dagger in his hand. Zeke's devious smile was more than obvious now, two of his fingers stabbed the guy in the eye sockets, feeling the jelly like substance on his fingers excited him, as the boy was screaming Zeke stabbed through his mouth with the dagger, it coming out from the back of his head. The screaming would cease and the boy fell to his knees. He was obviously dead.

His friend looked in horror as the dagger was yanked out of his friends' head and it being brought up to Zeke's mouth, his tongue sliding across the bloody blade as he savored the taste. The other boy wanted to move, but he felt himself frozen with fear as his friends' murderer came closer and closer, the blood from the blade dripping onto the ground and creating a trail. The blade was placed in front of the boy's mouth as Zeke commanded him to lick it, without a second thought and in the hope of being spared, he compelled and stuck his tongue out slightly with Zeke pushing the blade onto it. The boy now having to taste the blood, his friend's blood.

All the while he was shaking and Zeke grabbed his tongue with his free hand and sliced it off with the blade. The boy put a hand over his mouth, unable to scream, but trying to stop the blood. Before he knew it he was on the floor by a kick to the knees, his head smashing against the wall, though it didn't kill him. The blood now running down his throat and filling up his lungs, with no way to stop it apart from spitting out the blood every so often. Zeke sat on top of the boy's chest, his knife scraping down his arms, stopping when he came to the wrists.

The boy struggled, knowing that he was going to die, if not from a cut from that blade, then by the blood inside of his lungs. In one swift motion, Zeke raised the blade and slice across the wrist, all too much so that the hand almost came off. He repeated the process on the other wrist, but this time more gentle and slower. He looked back to the man's face, his head resting on the cold ground, now dead. The dagger vanished and Zeke dipped his hand in the puddle of blood forming around both of the boys.

"May Satan bless your souls." Zeke said in a fake caring tone, one where it would be used at a funeral to mourn the loss of someone. The symbol was finished and the bodies exploded everywhere, causing blood, bits of flesh and organs to coat Zeke once again. He smirked, brushing off the bits of flesh and mutilated organs before dropping his head forward and chuckling darkly.

"If he really was going to commit suicide then some where quiet. Desolate unless it's a publicity stunt." She flinched and felt herself shiver. Zeruel wondered how Kia would know or think of something like this. Perhaps she commit suicide? But then...doesn't God hate people who commit suicide, an act like that would suely get her to go to hell rather than heaven. "Anbandoned warehouses maybe... Tall building sites... I dont think Zeke wants to be found if he's dead so it would be well hidden" She was a little pleased with her deduction and she began to tug Zeruel along. "Even a favourite place of his..." She mused to him. "Come on." She smiled a little at him and tried to cheer him up. Silently hoping that they would find him sooner then later.

Zeruel sighed, he didn't want to think of Zeke as someone who would take love that far enough to want to kill himself. Kia wasn't exactly helping the cause, Zeruel just needed someone to reassure him that Zeke was still alive. "Uh... hey... i just remembered, i have no idea what Zeke looks like... though even that would probably do me no good... i'm sorry if i am intruding on something you guys would rather do alone... i don't know this guy like you guys do..." the voice came from Kouta who seemed to be following them. Zeurel turned sharply a little surprised by the fact that he didn't sense Kouta there before. He rolled his eyes, what help could Kouta be, he couldn't see and therefore couldn't be much use in finding Zeke. Maybe if he met him before and knew his voice or whatever, that could help. Though Zeruel can't explain how someone's voice is.

He almost became desperate, quickening the pace of his steps, he was panicking inside, though he wouldn't allow Kia or Kouta to see it. There was a figure which emerged from the alleyway, dripping in blood. A vampire? Zeruel wondered, he couldn't make out who it was though it didn't look like the one with white hair from before. The Vampire turned and looked to them.

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Zeke wandered out of the alleyway, shaking the access blood of slightly, it was then when 3 auras hit him. He froze for a minute before turning to face the source of the auras, there down the street were Kia, Zeruel and the Angel from before. The one which had busted his jaw. Zeke growled to himself in annoyance, he didn't want to be caught by them so soon, it was obvious that all three of them were Angels, including Zeruel. Why else would that other Angel from before be hanging around them? Zeke guessed that they were probably searching for him, either that or out hunting Vampires.

It was already starting to get light from the sunrise, it could be seen from the east, just between a few of the tall buildings. Zeke didn't want to be caught, not yet anyway so he ran, through the crowds and as fast as possible away from the group. He dashed into alleyway, panting against the wall, though the devious and cold smirk was present on his face. He figured if he got home before then he could change and dispose of the evidence of his bloody clothes. He could just claim to be in a fight which is why his lip was cut.

He arrived in the apartment and quickly stripped off from his bloody clothes, throwing them to the side for now. He stepped into the shower, washing away the blood from his hair and body, it ran down the plug in the red coloured water, eventually the water returned to normal, telling Zeke that he was clean enough. He stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around him and using a smaller one to dry his hair. Walking over to the mirror he took off the towel from his head and smiled at his reflection, his innocent reflection which could never of thought to be that of a Vampire's. His eyes had now changed to normal and the only thing present from the night before was the cut on his lip, which already was starting to heal.

After putting on some clean clothes, he went outside with the pile of blood stained clothes, throwing them into a bin. He scraped the match against the side of the box as it flickered to life, throwing it into the bin and the clothes and other things inside of it going up in flames. Of course there was remains of alcohol inside the bin, it was a public bin and a few people would dump their bottles inside of it. This was good, the alcohol acted as a enhancer for the flames, allowing them to burn everything at a steady pace.

The sun shone down on Zeke's now full-of-life face as he sat on the steps watching the fire burn the evidence of everything which happened last night. He snickered to himself, his head dropping to face the ground before throwing his head back and laughing to the sky.

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The bloody figure had run off and Zeruel was half-tempted to go after him, bolting forward a few steps but then came to a halt. Sighing out of aggravation, now wasn't the time to go Vampire hunting, there were much more important things at steak. The sun was beginning to rise, which marked the dawn of a new day. "The dawn is supposed to bring hope..." Zeruel said to himself as he looked at the already lightning sky. The harsh blue shadow disappeared from around his eyes as the transformation back to being human occurred, though it was never as painful as the one he experienced at sunset. In fact it didn't hurt at all, if anything, it was a relief.

Kia walked up to him and hugged his arm, burying her head away from the blinding sunlight. They were still in the middle of the streets with some people dodging them, though Zeruel wasn't about to move. "Is there... really any point in worrying. If he was dead... Zeruel would know." she was looking back to Kouta and shrugging off the worry. Though Zeruel actually had no idea if Zeke was alive or not, how would he know? Kia tugged on his arm to get away from the crowd of people, though Zeruel remained still, trying to search the crowds for any type of clue. Anything.

"Maybe he did come home... I mean... He might of gone out drinking" She nodded. "Thats it... Zeke went out to a bar to drown away all the sorrows and has stumbled back to the apartment with some hooker... Zekes fine" She nodded defiantly. "Anyway, We shouldn't worry about him. He's grown up right..." She pouted and stared at the guys. "and drunks always find their way home." Zeruel looked to her he was a little confused as to whether she was being serious or not, though it did make him feel a bit better and a faint smile tugged at his lips. He smiled more when she mentioned the drunks finding their way home, it reminded him of when he first met Kia. It was a warm memory, only actually happened a few days ago, but it seemed like they had known each other for much longer. Zeke was there with them too. He was trying to pick out a necklace for Emily, which in the end he ended up wearing himself.

Kia had let go of his arm now and was looking at the floor, most likely because of the people or because she thought she had said something to upset Zeruel, though she didn't. He was actually much happier and reassured now thanks to her. "Kia's right, no matter how depressed Zeke is...he wouldn't kill himself." Zeruel replied with a reassuring tone and smile to match, trying to lighten to mood and tell Kia that she was saying the right things. He took her hand and made her look up at him, he smiled down at her, a happy and pleased smile, as if nothing had ever been wrong and he was the happiest person alive. "Thank you Kia," he said, kissing her on the forehead then turning to face Kouta, still holding onto her hand. "Let's go back to the apartment and worry about Zeke once we've had some rest. Who knows, maybe he is there after all." he was much more serious towards Kouta and the smile had seemed to fade slightly. He wasn't actually keen on the idea of letting Kouta come back with them, but it would probably upset Kia if he didn't.

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The remaining contents had finally been burnt to ashes and the smoke was subsiding, still no signs of Zeruel or the others. Though the thought evoked a smile from Zeke, the fact that they were so worried about him that they were still out looking. It showed something rather interesting, something he could use against them later on...it showed that they, cared.

He walked back into the apartment, throwing the matches back into the kitchen draw and falling down onto the sofa, gradually falling asleep. He wasn't worried about the whole aura issue, the apartment was too small to actually notice anyone's individual aura. Even if they did, he would claim to be an Angel. No one would ever suspect that Zeke was a Vampire, he was too kind hearted and innocent for that.

Zeruel pulled Kia along the pathways back to the apartment, she was now hanging onto Kouta too. But it didn't bother Zeruel, he just continued to stride forward, not really noticing or not really caring, all he wanted to do was to get home and see if Zeke was there. "Well... Zeruel you can have the bed tonight.. I'll sleep in the bath tub." she laughed slightly, murmuring the words under her breath. Zeruel just looked at her and shook his head with a smile, he wasn't going to let her sleep in the bath-tub, that would just be cruel. In a way, he wanted to ask if they could sleep in the bed together, that way Kouta could have the sofa and Zeke had his room, so it wasn't that bad. But he wouldn't ask her, she'd probably call him a pervert or something like that. "Hey... Zeruel... I'm starting school again" she chanted the words to try and hide the nerves in her voice, though they were easy to pick up on. Zeruel didn't know why she was nervous but he understood it, after all she hadn't been for quite some time.

"Dont ever ditch me... Otherwise I'll hunt you down with a pitchfork" Zeruel nodded to her, returning her words with a reassuring smile. "Heh, don't worry... me and Zeruel would never think of leaving you behind... you're one of us... and i don't just mean that in terms of speices either" Kouta replied, Zeurel had to agree with him, he was right...they wouldn't ditch her. She was one of them, but so was Zeke and he needed to be found soon...

They arrived at the apartment and Kouta knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. Inside Zeke groaned a bit on the sofa, turning over and putting the cushion to his ears, though he couldn't be heard. Zeruel pushed past Kouta and pushed down on the handle. It was open. Which meant...Zeke was inside. He quickly pushed open the door and practically burst into the room, seeing Zeke lazily lounging around on the sofa made Zeruel sigh deeply out of relief. He walked over to Zeke and gently nudged him, Zeke groaned and whacked Zeruel with his arm to tell him to go away. "Zeke...I need to sofa for someone...do you need me to carry you to your room?" Zeruel didn't bother asking about where he had been, he was just pleased that he was still alive.

Zeke groaned again, throwing the cushion at Zeruel which hit him in the face. "Fine then," Zeruel growled irritated by his friend's reaction to him. He lifted Zeke up and carried him towards his room. "Zeke...?" he said quietly and in a questioning manner, Zeke just groaned in response. "What happened to your lip?" he was referring to the split lip he had.

"Fight..." Zeke mumbled incoherently. Zeruel just nodded, carrying the wiery Zeke into his room and putting him on the bed. He walked back out and looked over to Kia and Kouta. "Kia, Kouta, you can take my bed if you want, either that or one of you can take the sofa and i'll find somewhere else to sleep. It doesn't bother me." Zeruel told them both, a faint smile on his lips, though he did kinda want to sleep with Kia and make Kouta go on the sofa, but he wouldn't say it.

Zeruel felt something nudging his arm slightly, trying to curl up to him. His arm wrapped around Kia, though he was still asleep. It was just an impulse sort of action. There were a few small whimpers coming from Kia but not enough to wake up Zeruel, even the tears on him didn't seem to wake him up, he was too tried, it had been a long day and a long night, there was no way he could be woken up so soon.

It must have been about an hour before classes were supposed to begin when Zeke flung open the door and just stared at the two in bed. He hadn't noticed Kouta on the sofa, since Zeruel's and Zeke's room were next to each other. "Ando!" Zeruel's eyes snapped open and he sat up staring at Zeke. "What on earth are you doing?" Zeke growled, a little annoyed that Zeruel had been...he stopped when he realized that Zeruel still had clothes on and so did Kia. "Come on, we only have an hour until classes start,"

Zeruel yawned, falling back into the pillows for a minute, he turned to look at Kia who was holding on a piece of paper with a drawing on it. He smiled slightly at the fact she was laying so close to him, but his smile faded when he was what was drawn on the picture. He took it from her and looked at it, it was a drawing of a monster. So this is what she meant...? he thought, referring to when she told him to protect her from monsters. He sat up again and looked around the room at the papers scattered everywhere, containing pictures of other monsters.

He frowned looking at Kia then looked back at Zeke. He smiled deviously at him which made Zeke worry slightly. Does he know...? Zeke wondered if Zeruel knew about him being a Vampire. Though it didn't suit him, it was obvious Zeruel was a Angel, he was hanging around with two other Angels. It would be extremely dangerous if he was a Vampire, hanging around that many Angels, though Zeke managed to do it. "What?" Zeke asked, looking away from the expression on Zeruel's face.

Zeruel got up and walked over to Zeke, throwing the paper on the floor as he did so. Those two were about the same height so they just stared into each other's eyes. "Dare I say it, Zeke..." Zeruel started, Zeke's heart was pounding fiercly at the thought of Zeruel finding out his true identity, though...it could have been kept for long. That was just a hope that would be easily shattered. "We're going to skip classes today!" Zeruel chanted, looking back at Kia. "Come on, we're going to shop for some new clothes." he smiled to her, walking past Zeke and looking at Kouta on the sofa.

Zeke just stared at Zeruel woke someone up on the sofa, the homeless one from outside yesterday morning and the one who gave him the split lip. He hid the look of horror on his face very well, surely his cover would be blown now. But then he realized, the Angel was blind. He smiled slightly but managed to hide it from the others, there was no way the Angel would be able to confirm it was him. The only thing he could say was that they had the same voice, or perhaps the same sent. Though Zeke would just act confused and Zeruel and Kia would have no choice to believe him. They would never believe that some one as innocent as Zeke would be a Vampire, if anything he'd be an Angel.

Zeruel flinched and backed away slightly at the reaction from Kouta. He put on a smile and acted as if nothing happened then, and he didn't just embarrass himself by reacting to someone waking up. He looked over his shoulder at Kia inside the room, crawling on the floor as Zeke watched her pick up the papers. He sighed slightly, it was because he didn't quite understand why she did it in the first place, though there had to be a reason. But now wasn't the time to ask.

"Zeke what did you mean when you came in?" she asked Zeke, looking up at him with smile on her face as she gently held his hand. He didn't really know if he should have felt anything from her touch, though he didn't. It was as cold as anything, but then so was that other Vampire's...Otter. Her touch was also cold, though it should have been warm. But they were dead weren't they, maybe they don't have warm bodies when they are dead. If that was the case...Zeke quickly snatched his hand away and bent down picking up the paper under his foot. He gave it to Kia and smiled politely as she finished collecting them and stacked them on the desk.

Though the question she asked was never answered, it seemed rhetorical at the time and almost as if she was joking. Of course she knew what he meant. Didn't she? "Hey looks like i'm not on my own today" there was another voice in the room and Zeke turned sharply to look at Kouta who was sitting up on the sofa. Zeke didn't react even though inside he was almost panicking at the same guy who fucked up his jaw the other night. Subconsciously his hand moved to the cut on his lip, almost as if it had just happened again and he was trying to stop the bleeding.

"Hello my friend" Kouta said, bowing in Zeke's direction "It is good to see what happened last night has not affected you in any way" this phrase could be a double-edged sword, Zeke held back the glare and kept his face clean from emotion, though his heart was quickening it's pace, nervous that he would tell everyone about his true identity. He could't win against 3 Angels, even if they couldn't summon their weapons or use their powers in the day, they would still be able to kill him other ways. "The name's Kouta"

Zeke smiled politely back, though he was actually smiling because he knew and the Angel probably did too that telling Kia and Zeruel, Zeke's true identity, they wouldn't believe him and probably hate him. "Pleased to meet you, my name's Zeke Naruse. I'm Ando's roommate." his tone was calm and polite as if he was meeting someone of great importance, definitely not the tone you'd greet your enemy in. "Oh?" Zeke said in a slightly surprised tone, touching the cut on his lip again. "This? Yeah well...I was a little down last night so went out drinking. I don't do that often and shot my mouth off a bit, getting into a fight. I won't let it get me down though, it's just some idiot trying to prove he was better than me. I won anyway."

Zeruel hugged Kia back and smiled down at her whilst Zeke lent back against one of the walls just waiting for them. He wasn't at all jealous, since he still was mourning the loss of Emily, though that other Vampire...Otter. She seemed nice and more than willing to help Zeke. Though by the looks of things last night, Zeke didn't need 'help' he smiled to himself when Kouta was looking at him. Zeruel was busy helping Kia find something to put on whilst they were going around shopping. Zeke's smile was cold and devious, though he could afford to show it to Kouta, because he knew what Zeke was. But he couldn't tell anyone, if he did, it just wouldn't work, and that's what's so amusing about it. Zeke wouldn't give any proof to him either.

"You sure you guys casn skip class to go shopping?" Kia said then pouted and sat on the floor, the sleaves of Zeruel's shirt over hanging her hands. Zeke looked back at her and smiled cheerily at her. "Of course we can, it's only a day. Right Ando?" Zeruel gave a nod in reply with a smile to Zeke, he was just happy that Zeke was back to his normal self. I guess drinking does help in some cases... Zeruel though, he chuckled when Kia asked for alcohol, it was a little ironic in sorts, though he just shook his head at her.

Zeruel threw a pair of jeans at her, they were too small for him so they were probably going to be alright for Kia to wear, just until they got some new clothes. He then dove under the bed and took out a small box, opening it, it had lots of money inside, he put about 30% of it inside his wallet and stood back up. Zeke knew about the box, though he never questioned it. The money was given to Zeruel in his parents will and Zeke promised that he would pay for the apartment and supplies so that Zeruel could use the money for emergencies. Which was nice of Zeke.

"Ready then?" Zeke asked, looking at everyone and the expressions on their faces. Zeruel nodded, taking Kia's hand and pulling her out of the apartment. "After you." Zeke said to Kouta as he walked past him Zeke stopped him and whispered coldly in his ear. "You say anything and i'll kill you without hesitation." and as soon as that had finished his tone returned back to the cheery self he had always been. "Okay then, let's go shopping!" he followed Kouta out of the apartment and locked it, throwing one of the keys to Zeruel who caught it.

Zeruel held Kia's hand as they walked down the streets, dodging people as best as he could and finding openings in the wave of them all, just so Kia would feel more comfortable. Zeke followed close behind them, he was watching everyone walk past him, smiling innocently to them all. Most of them would probably be dead within the next few days, their murderer being someone much young, but highly skilled. And that wasn't just Zeke.

Kia hung onto Zeruel tightly as to avoid the other people as best as possible. Zeruel just continued to walk forward, looking at the shop windows for a few seconds and trying to find something he could get Kia what she would probably like. He was trying to think back what she wore before but his memory served no purpose in that category, he would never try and remember what people wore, there was no point to it. "I managed to trap all the monsters in the paper." Zeruel looked down at her face and frowned slightly but then nodded showing that he was happy she had done so. She looked tired, that was clear on her face and the way she was handling herself, almost making it a need for Zeruel to drag her. He would have asked, but she would have said no, it probably had something to do with the 'monsters' and that they would cause her nightmares.

She had looked back to Zeke and giggled as she spoke."Hey Zeke wouldnt it be cool if we got pop tarts?" Zeke smiled in return to her, tilting his head to one side and closing his eyes out of the fake happiness he was giving off. "If you want to. It would be nice wouldn't it?" In a way Zeke was being over the top, he was actually acting a lot nicer than he used to be, he was doing it to annoy Kouta actually. Unknown how it would annoy him, but the reason probably being that no Vampire is innocent and should be sad with all the killing they do. Though Zeke was being defiant, being truly the happiest man in the world, even though he killed humans, no sense of guilt hung over him. That's how he hoped to annoy Kouta.

"Maybe we should buy Kouta a blanket to sleep under.... " She said thoughtfully. "And we can get Zeruel an umbrella!" she was smiling up at Zeruel, focusing on his vibrant blue eyes, he smiled back at her nodding slightly. Though Kia had been the only one to know about his weakness, he had sort of forgotten that Zeke didn't know his real name. "Zeruel?" Zeke questioned, quickening his pace of walking until he was walking next to Kia. He looked at her in a questioning manner then looked to Zeruel. "Ando...?"

Zeruel looked to Zeke nervously, taking his free hand and rubbing the back of his neck. "You see Zeke..." he coughed, trying to think of an excuse as to why he would fake his own name, he couldn't tell Zeke about who he was, Angels and Vampires were supposed to be a secret. "I had a bit of bad luck before I came here and well...I called myself Ando so that no one would know who I really was. Kia and Kouta actually know me from long before I moved here...Sorry for not telling you Zeke. But yes, my real name is Zeruel." He said with a small sigh at the end, his hand dropping down as he frowned to Zeke, showing a disappointed look, probably to the fact that Zeke would probably not want to be friends with him anymore.

Zeke gave a nod in understanding and he smiled at Zeruel. "Okay, I understand...Zeruel." he replied, looking forward once again as they walked down the streets, inside he was smiling deviously, he had found out Zeruel's real name...but something else bothered him. "Wait, why are we buying And-" he stopped, correcting himself. "Zeruel, an umbrella?" he looked up at the cloudless and sunny sky in confusion. "It's not going to rain is it? It hasn't rained in weeks." which was true, much to Zeruel's delight. He didn't know how to answer the question so just looked to Kia frantically.

Zeruel kept staring at Kia, which made her flush. "I thought it would be nice.... I... was gonna buy it as a present and it would come in handy when it did rain cause Zeruels like a cat with water... so bloody skittish and its almost like he's scared of it.... Really he's just being a pansy." Zeruel shot a glare at her but she hugged his arm tighter and whispered an apology. Zeruel smiled to her then turned his attention back to Zeke, "You know, water doesn't help my image, especially my hair, it just gets so frizzy when wet." he ran a hand through his hair, he didn't care what he was saying was extremely vain. He just had to give Zeke a real reason behind it.

"Your incredibly happy today Zeke its good" Kia giggled to him and Zeke returned the comment with a smile. On the inside he was calculating things. Zeruel doesn't like water, come to think of it, i've never seen him take a shower...or even drink water... Zeke smirked on the inside as he came to the realization of it all. His weakness is water, an Angel with a weakness of water...that will be easy enough to defeat him. Now about the other two... Zeke's thoughts had been interrupted by a familiar voice.

"What in the hell are you two doing?!" She yelled at Zeke and Zeruel. "Your skipping my class?" Zeruel, who was standing at the shop window with Kia turned sharply to see Rin there, she was wearing a rather...fitting dress...not one which was technically appropriate for uni. Zeke also looked at her, angry that she had broken his train of thoughts. She was another one, a Vampire or an Angel...which one though was unclear. "Well I suppose I am also skipping so I cant get to mad." She smiled looking at Zeke. "I need to have word with you about one of your papers Zeke." Zeke was suddenly dragged away before he could say anything.

Zeruel sighed to himself, "We're going inside this shop Zeke!" he called out to him. "Come in when your done!" he grabbed Kia's hand and pulled her inside the shop, surely Kouta would follow, if not stay outside, it didn't matter, Zeruel would let Kia pick out anything she wanted then buy it for her. "Just choose whatever you want Kia and we can get you out of them clothes." he should have said 'my' clothes but he didn't.

"You can't fool me Zeke. I know." A evil grin appeared on her face, Zeke almost took a step back, a nervous smile crossing over his face. "Vampires don't leave witnesses dear." She whispered in his ear. "It's good to see we have a brother on the inside." She let the smile spread across her face reassuring him, then she let him go. He stared at her, so she was a Vampire, that was obvious now to him, but...why did she hang around Zeruel before?

"Lets go back before they get suspicious." She light another smoke and walked ahead, her hips swaying with each stride of her feet. Zeke watched her go, he couldn't really look at his English tutor in the same way again. He sighed to himself in relief, the fact that it was one less person trying to kill him. In fact, she could prove to be a good ally.

Kouta had managed to follow them inside, which was probably good for Zeke, in case he tried anything whilst the other two were inside. Kia took out some money and a small box of pills from inside her coat pocket, she descarded the pills on the floor and Zeruel couldn't help but try and work out what they were for. He looked up at her as she let go of his hand and began prying through the racks of clothes. Zeruel bent down and picked up the box of pills, even from this close and reading them carefully, he couldn't work out what they were for. He put them in his pocket, it was probably best to keep them, in case Kia needed them later on, what for though...remained a mystery.

She had a pair of shorts in one of her hands and continued to leaf through trying to find a top to match. Already Zeruel was searching around trying to help her, though he wasn't that good when it came to female fashion sense, he found a few things he thought were nice but didn't show Kia in the fear that he would of been turned down, embarrassed by his poor fashion skills. Though he thought of himself as rather fashionable for a male anyway. Kia suddenly gripped her stomach and lent back against the rack of clothes, Zeruel turned to notice this and ran in front of her. "What's wrong?" he asked her, then he turned his thoughts on the pack of pills he had in his pocket. He pulled them out and gave the box to Kia. "Here, will these help in any way?" he hoped that they would, though he didn't know what was wrong with Kia.

Zeke watched Rin disappear out of sight and strode inside the shop, just in time to see Kia in a painful state. He walked up to Kouta, silently so he probably wouldn't have heard, "What's wrong with Kia?" he snickered under his breath, hoping that he would have startled Kouta. It would be deeply amusing for him, seeing the always-calm, Angel jump out of his skin. It really would evoke a laugh from Zeke, if only he wasn't around Zeruel and Kia. Luckily Zeruel was too busy to notice Zeke come in, so didn't see the snicker or hear the cold and emotionless tone of his voice.

Zeruel moved out of the way as Kia pushed him, it was obvious she wasn't going to accept the pills. She knocked them out of his hand, angry by the fact she had to take them, becoming dependent on them. She seemed angry at him but Zeruel just sighed lightly, bending down and picking up the pills once again, he was going to hang onto them, just in case. Upon rising up he noticed that Zeke had come in and was talking to Kouta, he wondered a little about what their tutor had to speak to him about, but he wasn't going to ask now. "What do you think?" Kia outstretched her shaking hands with a few nice items of clothing in them. Zeruel cocked his head to the side and took them from her, wondering about the shaking.

He smiled though, taking them over to the cashier and putting them on the desk, getting out some money when..."RAPE!" The voice came from Kia and Zeruel turned sharply to see Kouta lifting her up under one arm as if to kidnap her. He sighed irritably, shaking his head and turning back to the cashier. "I dont need no fucking pills... Im not like that!" Another loud and irritated sigh escaped Zeruel's lips as he hit his head on the cashier in front out of annoyance. The cashier just looked confused at Zeruel's actions, though quickly called in security "Assualt"

The security came inside and surrounded both Kouta and Kia. Zeke had backed away as if not to get involved, he was snickering behind some racks of clothes amongst the crowds of watchers, as if they had nothing better to do. None of them would help Kia, they just watched.Humans were all the same, believing themselves to be good, but really they do nothing to help each other. Which is why...they should die. That's what Zeke was thinking as he just looked and smiled deviously at the thought of all of them 'disappearing'. He held grudges towards the humans, none of them helped Emily, so they should all just die.

Kouta finally put Kia down and sprinted past the guards and out the door. Zeke's smile had faded when this occurred considering he was enjoying the chaos of it all, the frantic reactions of Kouta due to Kia's screaming about various unholy actions. It was amusing, but now that was over. Some of the security guards ran after Kouta with no prevail, though Angels weren't as fast as Vampires, they were still faster than those over-paid, self-obsessive pigs. Murmers arose from the crowds, talking about the event which just occurred, saying things like; "It's horrible that men are like this now days." and "Poor girl". Zeke looked to them, amused by their comments, the fact that they have the will to speak and judge the person, but take no action.

Zeruel sighed out of relief that it was all over, he paid the woman and took the bag of clothes, walking over to Kia and giving her a disappointed look. "Was that really necessary?" he sighed once again, taking her hand and looking over to Zeke. "Come on Zeke," he lead Kia out the shop and Zeke followed them, looking around for any signs of Kouta, but all he saw was security guards looking baffled by the disappearance of Kouta. "He's a quick little Angel" Zeke smirked faintly, standing just behind Kia and Zeruel so they couldn't see. "Are you okay now Kia? Want to tell me what's wrong? Maybe I can help, without the use of the pills." Zeruel was generally concerned, if a little curious. Zeke was defiantly curious and listened intently, watching Kia expectantly for an answer.

Zeruel hadn't noticed the money being slipped into his pocket, though Zeke clearly noticed and smiled pleasently as the kind gesture, he quickly shook off the emotion, not wanting to actually like Kia and Zeruel. Though...they had been good friends to him. He growled under his breath, slapping himself on the head as if to get rid of the thoughts. They were his enemies and that's all that mattered. "Why? If it had been you It would have been the same..." She looked at him, a frown present on his face, his eyebrows lowered in a sarcastic look, wondering if she was actually being serious. "Dont think I trust you just because your nice... Nice people can turn... Nice people can be full of hate and spite and so that .... That is why I wont let anyone... treat me like im some kid who cant handle herself!" Kia strode forward a few steps in anger as Zeruel hung back slightly, letting go of her hand and sighing to himself. He knew she was just worked up and he wouldn't take the comment to heart, but something made him feel like it was sincere, like he had done something terribly wrong.

"Yes. The... pills... are meant to stop the hallunciantions the nightterrors... the monsters.... And maybe the fear of crowds.." her voice was a lot more softer now due to her calming down slightly, Zeruel closed the gap between them and returned the comment with a smile, one which was reassuring and calm, if a bit worried. Zeke smirked deviously from behind them, watching them both with his calculating eyes. So she has nightmares, is scared of crowds and monsters. inside of his head he laughed as the realization of her weakness dawned on him. It was ironic really, the fact that she was scared of monsters, in theory...Vampires were monsters..."It'll be okay, I promise Kia..." Zeruel told her, taking both of her hands and looking down into her eyes as if to reassure her, though he couldn't hide the slight hint of doubt he had. Zeke merely scoffed at the gesture, but not loud enough for it to be heard.

"Sorry" Kouta had returned, emerging from the shadows of the buildings, he seemed generally concerned and apologetic. Though it was predictable and something Zeruel would do, he didn't glare to Kouta, merely let go of her hands and nodded to Kouta. "Ok, honestly would you have not done the same in my postion?" Kouta whispered to Zeurel as they began to continue down the road. Zeruel cocked his head and laughed lightly. "Actually...no." he walked forward again, closing the gap between himself and Kia. Walking beside her and was trying to reassure her that he would always be with her, but in a silent way.

"You run fast Angel," Zeke snickered from behind Kouta, waiting for him to turn around before continuing, "Now then, I think i've got you all worked out, Zeruel is weak against water, Kia crowds, you...well you're blind so that is probably your weakness." he smiled deviously but spoke out of earshot from Kia and Zeruel. In a way Zeke enjoyed toying with Kouta, he could tell him anything, even his plans for them all and he couldn't do anything about it. Confronting Zeke here would just raise way too many questions and a deep hate by Kia and Zeruel.