|“Everyone is so interesting but in the end, they are nothing but buzzing flies around me.”|
What a rebellious mouth, this is the only thought worthy of his attention as the Prefect Saya Takagi spoke about something about fans, hearts, drowning, and generally something he really didn't care for. He does enjoy this occasional tussles between them. If this was some sort of bad romance, he would not mind to sink his teeth on it. Adding to that, it would be fun to see the troubles the feisty prefect would have whenever he shows a little bit of a favor towards the girl. After all, emotions are quite a frightening power which he had served as a witness to or even been under its line of fire. In any case, he let her speak her mind and even give out her typical glare to the other students. Some immediately went on their way and the others who are strong-willed stayed. For those who remained, he gave them a bright smile which was tinged with a certain mischievousness.
"Pardon, Prefect Takagi. She is just the jealous and possessive type. She wants me all for herself." Flashing that smile of his earned more shouting and more people fainting. The kids nowadays are truly funny to interact with. His ears picked out the prefect's nonchalant muttering about blood-favored chocolates. A distant yet pleasing memory came over him. His eyes had a gentle tint upon them but soon disappeared as he called out to the prefect as an added bonus of trouble. "I will be expecting my chocolates." Then, he playfully winked at her which the majority of the Day Class populace swooned while others glared with envy towards Saya. Although, his fun was interrupted when a familiar scent entered the foray and a name was called out through the air.
"President Kuran!"
As the sea parted before Noah, the crowd was divided for the Student Council President who made his way with ease and now stood before him. He didn't expect Takeru to return early. Well, there goes his fun for the rest of the week. The man said something about cancelling the Valentines' Event if there are further chaos. Takeru is so uptight in his opinion, the man should relax or let loose once in awhile. Their eyes met as mauve and crimson black gazed at each other momentary before another took their attention respectively. However, it was enough to have the Pure-blood stop with his dilly-dallying and to continue on his way to the Main Building. The rest of the Night Class followed after the illustrious King of the Night who had satisfied himself with a sigh and a shrug of the shoulders as he soon vanished from the school grounds to begin the lessons for the evening.
Speaking of which, he should expect for Takeru to visit him later. The man would always give him updates of what had been discussed in the Vampire Council meeting. He did note to the busybody Kuran that he did not need to be inform. However, the man insisted and every time there would be a meeting, he would have to listen to issues which he had no concerns about. Though this time, he has some ideas of what generally went on or what matters were put as priority. Moirae had reported to him about the rising incidents regarding vampire attacks and the movements of those from the shadows. In his honest opinion, he could careless as long as they do not show themselves in front of him, then they should not expect any form of action from his side.
"You are the best thing that ever happened to me."
"Thank you, Sacred."
There was a slight change in his demeanor but it was almost unnoticeable. Those who followed him did not even notice this as Sacred continued on his way without much regard. He walked with his usual elegant yet feline-like stride. Soon, he entered the classroom meant for them as he took his respective seat which was more perfect to be called as a throne. It was situated near the window as he liked looking at the scenery than listen to foolish babbles of things he already knows from the so-called teacher. Class was just truly a waste of time for him. But, his existence was generally was a waste of time now in his opinion. In any case, it had been some time since he recalled those voices which were his only source of escape. Yet, they were also the source of the chains that bind him. His thoughts were interrupted as the door to the classroom once more opened and the homeroom teacher entered who was also a vampire.
"Good evening, class."
And here goes his uneventful evening, perhaps, something worthwhile would happen. He had yet to see some of the other members of the Night Class. In that sense, he placed his elbow at the armrest of his chair as he leaned his cheek against his hand. He also had a rather interesting smile across his lips. Those eyes of brilliant mauve seemed to have a certain spark of mysterious glee. The entire class took noticed of this and even the teacher who was the only brave soul who ask what was the source of such an expression. "Lord Sacrilegious, is there something the matter?" Sacred looked at the quivering teacher who did his best to hide it. Pathetic. This was the description that formed in his head but, he answered the query with an amused smile. "Soon, it would." And the vampires looked at each other in confusion and curiosity of what the eccentric Pure-blood meant by those words.
"Pardon, Prefect Takagi. She is just the jealous and possessive type. She wants me all for herself." Flashing that smile of his earned more shouting and more people fainting. The kids nowadays are truly funny to interact with. His ears picked out the prefect's nonchalant muttering about blood-favored chocolates. A distant yet pleasing memory came over him. His eyes had a gentle tint upon them but soon disappeared as he called out to the prefect as an added bonus of trouble. "I will be expecting my chocolates." Then, he playfully winked at her which the majority of the Day Class populace swooned while others glared with envy towards Saya. Although, his fun was interrupted when a familiar scent entered the foray and a name was called out through the air.
"President Kuran!"
As the sea parted before Noah, the crowd was divided for the Student Council President who made his way with ease and now stood before him. He didn't expect Takeru to return early. Well, there goes his fun for the rest of the week. The man said something about cancelling the Valentines' Event if there are further chaos. Takeru is so uptight in his opinion, the man should relax or let loose once in awhile. Their eyes met as mauve and crimson black gazed at each other momentary before another took their attention respectively. However, it was enough to have the Pure-blood stop with his dilly-dallying and to continue on his way to the Main Building. The rest of the Night Class followed after the illustrious King of the Night who had satisfied himself with a sigh and a shrug of the shoulders as he soon vanished from the school grounds to begin the lessons for the evening.
Speaking of which, he should expect for Takeru to visit him later. The man would always give him updates of what had been discussed in the Vampire Council meeting. He did note to the busybody Kuran that he did not need to be inform. However, the man insisted and every time there would be a meeting, he would have to listen to issues which he had no concerns about. Though this time, he has some ideas of what generally went on or what matters were put as priority. Moirae had reported to him about the rising incidents regarding vampire attacks and the movements of those from the shadows. In his honest opinion, he could careless as long as they do not show themselves in front of him, then they should not expect any form of action from his side.
"You are the best thing that ever happened to me."
"Thank you, Sacred."
There was a slight change in his demeanor but it was almost unnoticeable. Those who followed him did not even notice this as Sacred continued on his way without much regard. He walked with his usual elegant yet feline-like stride. Soon, he entered the classroom meant for them as he took his respective seat which was more perfect to be called as a throne. It was situated near the window as he liked looking at the scenery than listen to foolish babbles of things he already knows from the so-called teacher. Class was just truly a waste of time for him. But, his existence was generally was a waste of time now in his opinion. In any case, it had been some time since he recalled those voices which were his only source of escape. Yet, they were also the source of the chains that bind him. His thoughts were interrupted as the door to the classroom once more opened and the homeroom teacher entered who was also a vampire.
"Good evening, class."
And here goes his uneventful evening, perhaps, something worthwhile would happen. He had yet to see some of the other members of the Night Class. In that sense, he placed his elbow at the armrest of his chair as he leaned his cheek against his hand. He also had a rather interesting smile across his lips. Those eyes of brilliant mauve seemed to have a certain spark of mysterious glee. The entire class took noticed of this and even the teacher who was the only brave soul who ask what was the source of such an expression. "Lord Sacrilegious, is there something the matter?" Sacred looked at the quivering teacher who did his best to hide it. Pathetic. This was the description that formed in his head but, he answered the query with an amused smile. "Soon, it would." And the vampires looked at each other in confusion and curiosity of what the eccentric Pure-blood meant by those words.
|There are things that I must do and things I want to do And this is mainly something in between.|
It seemed there was not much of a trouble while he was away from the Academy. Somehow, it was a relief for him to know especially knowing Sacrilegious' tendency to cause needless trouble whenever he is not around. He swore the Pure-blood sees him like his mother which was not a very endearing title. Well, he can confirm the details of what happened within the Academy with Moirae later on when he visits the Purple Prince. For now, he had other matters to attend to. There is the Valentines' Ball which he must take care of. He must also ensure that all of the final details were all done by now. Emergency provisions and supplies should also be considered and be prepared just in case. There was also to ensure the security between the Night Class and Day Class. After all, this will be a test of endurance in many sense of the word. The Prefects should have been informed by the Headmaster already about the arrangements.
Walking along the hallways, he glanced towards the nearby windows. It was good to know that the human students were following his request. They were dispersing and returning to the Sun Dormitory. Hopefully, everything would be calm for the rest of the night. He really wanted to rest already as he released a yawn with his hands inside his pockets. For Takeru, he had no qualms showing what he was feeling or sensing about anyone as long as it was within reasons. It is probably why most people are naturally drawn to him which is quite the different case for his dark counterpart, Sacrilegious. The Pure-blood attracts people due to his mysterious persona that borders something dark yet hauntingly alluring quality. Well, he was not his problem for now.
Turning around the corner, Takeru soon reached the corridor where the Headmaster's Office will be. He really wanted to skip this part and returned to his dorm room. It would have been better to send a letter or something. However, he knew for a fact that the man would constantly annoy him with wailing of how he changed into a degenerate man from an adorable boy. Adding to that, he could still remember how much the Headmaster did a hunger strike when he did not invite the man to an open house during his middle school days. Well, the man did particularly raise him. So, he really does not mind at all. In the end, the Headmaster was the only family he knows even if he is said to be a Kuran.
Stopping before the doors, he knocked enough to be heard. "It's Takeru, Headmaster. I came back early." He announced as he opened the door and found the presence of Mr. Rasputinov, Saya, and Ekaterina. Although, he did not have much time to be surprised by their presence as he was welcomed by an incoming embrace of the Headmaster who remarkably jumped across his desk to the door just to attend to him. The Kuran Heir simply stepped aside as the Headmaster hugged thin air and fell face first on the floor. "It's father..." The man whimpered with matching tears. It was quite an embarrassing sigh as Takeru released a huge sigh at this. "Stand up, already Headmaster. You have guests." He pointed towards Sergei, Ekaterina, and Saya as he reached out his hand for the Headmaster to use as leverage. "It's father, Takeru..." He sighed once again as the man took his hand and wailed like there was no tomorrow.
"Rasputinov-sensei, Takagi-san, and Vasileva-san Good evening." Takeru greeted them with a warm and bright smile as he decided to completely ignore the Headmaster for now. "Is this about the Valentines' Event?" Approaching them, he also took his seat and had a curious look on his face. For him, he was entirely only here to inform the Headmaster that he had already come back.
Walking along the hallways, he glanced towards the nearby windows. It was good to know that the human students were following his request. They were dispersing and returning to the Sun Dormitory. Hopefully, everything would be calm for the rest of the night. He really wanted to rest already as he released a yawn with his hands inside his pockets. For Takeru, he had no qualms showing what he was feeling or sensing about anyone as long as it was within reasons. It is probably why most people are naturally drawn to him which is quite the different case for his dark counterpart, Sacrilegious. The Pure-blood attracts people due to his mysterious persona that borders something dark yet hauntingly alluring quality. Well, he was not his problem for now.
Turning around the corner, Takeru soon reached the corridor where the Headmaster's Office will be. He really wanted to skip this part and returned to his dorm room. It would have been better to send a letter or something. However, he knew for a fact that the man would constantly annoy him with wailing of how he changed into a degenerate man from an adorable boy. Adding to that, he could still remember how much the Headmaster did a hunger strike when he did not invite the man to an open house during his middle school days. Well, the man did particularly raise him. So, he really does not mind at all. In the end, the Headmaster was the only family he knows even if he is said to be a Kuran.
Stopping before the doors, he knocked enough to be heard. "It's Takeru, Headmaster. I came back early." He announced as he opened the door and found the presence of Mr. Rasputinov, Saya, and Ekaterina. Although, he did not have much time to be surprised by their presence as he was welcomed by an incoming embrace of the Headmaster who remarkably jumped across his desk to the door just to attend to him. The Kuran Heir simply stepped aside as the Headmaster hugged thin air and fell face first on the floor. "It's father..." The man whimpered with matching tears. It was quite an embarrassing sigh as Takeru released a huge sigh at this. "Stand up, already Headmaster. You have guests." He pointed towards Sergei, Ekaterina, and Saya as he reached out his hand for the Headmaster to use as leverage. "It's father, Takeru..." He sighed once again as the man took his hand and wailed like there was no tomorrow.
"Rasputinov-sensei, Takagi-san, and Vasileva-san Good evening." Takeru greeted them with a warm and bright smile as he decided to completely ignore the Headmaster for now. "Is this about the Valentines' Event?" Approaching them, he also took his seat and had a curious look on his face. For him, he was entirely only here to inform the Headmaster that he had already come back.