|“Though sympathy alone can't alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.”|
"Beautiful." It was the only word that registered within his head as pink petals showered down on the mysterious white-figured pure-blood. He was such an ephemeral vision as if a canvass created by nature's hand. There was nothing out of place and everything was in perfect symmetry. His eyes of topaz reflected the dazzling petals swaying gently by the wind. Such petals could be attributed to the lone cherry blossom tree standing so gracefully and strong. It was the only one that could be seen inside the academy. This tree was situated at a secluded area of the gardens. Moreover, it was not the season for such blooms. Perhaps, it was due to the presence of the oblivious leader of the Night Class where all plants are always so lively and displays themselves vibrantly.
Raising a hand, he managed to catch a petal. Looking at it, one would wonder if he found something interesting about it. However, his face did not express anything but the usual indifference. It was just like that as time passed by. He had already returned to his dormitory room. However, he had not seen his roommate. It was disappointing as he wanted to say his gratitude regarding what O had told him earlier. There was another opportunity so, there was no need to hurry. They would meet eventually. For now, he allowed time to move around him by visiting the lone cherry blossoms tree. He found such faint hue of pink falling among the fading sunset horizon to be a pleasant scenery. Even more so when it turned into the calming descent of the night, he wanted to stay here. This location is one of his favored spots to spend some moments alone. Still, he has other things to do.
As if on cue, the school bell rang indicating that end of classes for the humans and the beginning of a new one. Vampires who had rested much during the day now exited their respective rooms dressed in their assigned uniforms. It was time for them to play the role of a good and abiding student. Some of the humans and their roommates greeted them or swooned on the occasion. Others ignored and some amicably reacted. Either way, the dark charisma that seemed prevalent among the vampires continued to attract the humans into various forbidden things on several matters. One could say, this was the busiest time for the Prefect. Even with the former Night Class now within their reach, the humans could not help but still clamor around them or prowl the grounds if possible to seek their dream partners. Some of the vampires would ignore such willing preys and others would not be able to resist the temptation to bite into such tender skin filled with life. Hence, the dream can easily changed into that of a nightmare.
It was then a strong passing breeze brought the intoxicating scent of blood. This alerted the pure-blood who looked at a specific direction where such a dangerous lure came from. There was no doubt it would cause needless ruckus especially at such a time where all of the vampires are out to play so to speak. Finally releasing the petal he caught into the wind, he then left the area to follow the trail to investigate what had caused it. On the other hand, O was currently patrolling to aid in the effort of the prefect under the command of its creator. This fox-like creature was doing its rounds at the woods to ensure that there were no students whether day or night that had decided to have a forbidden rendezvous. Still, O did found something. Well, it was not a human or vampire though. The odd thing it emitted something similar to O. This caused a spark of wonder to the Rosenkreuz familiar. There on the nearby bushes an white owl from the looks of it. O approached the avian and took a wary sniff. "Hey, you okay?" This was asked as O nudged his snout to the unconscious owl to wake it up or to see any signs of being alive.
In Zenith's case, he had arrived at some sort of garden. By the looks of it, this was not under the school's jurisdiction. It was due to the work that could be seen through the plants. They were not on par with the ones raised by the school staff. Yet, it was not the reason for him coming to such a place. His eyes of gold yellow gazed at the other figure in this secret garden. He knew this person. This was the girl earlier. The one who he saw and made the maple tree excluded from his list of not-to-sleep-there. In any case, there was something different about her and it was probably due to the noticeable kiss on the human girl's neck. Blood was still coming out but not as many as before. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and approached the female. Her injury must be cleaned and covered as not to attract any one else.
There was no denying it. This girl was bitten but the question of who did it bothered him. The only other scent he could pick despite how fragile and faint it had become. This perfume as he called it at times belong to the only official prefect of Cross Academy, Asuka Fujiwara. The dilemma the prefect is human, isn't she? This question plagued Zenith who did not divulge anything through his expression. For now, he placed the handkerchief on the bite mark. "You must treat it." This was his only answer as he had yet to let go of the handkerchief on this stranger of a woman. There was no sense of emotions even from his voice. But, he has a presence that most people cannot resist.
Raising a hand, he managed to catch a petal. Looking at it, one would wonder if he found something interesting about it. However, his face did not express anything but the usual indifference. It was just like that as time passed by. He had already returned to his dormitory room. However, he had not seen his roommate. It was disappointing as he wanted to say his gratitude regarding what O had told him earlier. There was another opportunity so, there was no need to hurry. They would meet eventually. For now, he allowed time to move around him by visiting the lone cherry blossoms tree. He found such faint hue of pink falling among the fading sunset horizon to be a pleasant scenery. Even more so when it turned into the calming descent of the night, he wanted to stay here. This location is one of his favored spots to spend some moments alone. Still, he has other things to do.
As if on cue, the school bell rang indicating that end of classes for the humans and the beginning of a new one. Vampires who had rested much during the day now exited their respective rooms dressed in their assigned uniforms. It was time for them to play the role of a good and abiding student. Some of the humans and their roommates greeted them or swooned on the occasion. Others ignored and some amicably reacted. Either way, the dark charisma that seemed prevalent among the vampires continued to attract the humans into various forbidden things on several matters. One could say, this was the busiest time for the Prefect. Even with the former Night Class now within their reach, the humans could not help but still clamor around them or prowl the grounds if possible to seek their dream partners. Some of the vampires would ignore such willing preys and others would not be able to resist the temptation to bite into such tender skin filled with life. Hence, the dream can easily changed into that of a nightmare.
It was then a strong passing breeze brought the intoxicating scent of blood. This alerted the pure-blood who looked at a specific direction where such a dangerous lure came from. There was no doubt it would cause needless ruckus especially at such a time where all of the vampires are out to play so to speak. Finally releasing the petal he caught into the wind, he then left the area to follow the trail to investigate what had caused it. On the other hand, O was currently patrolling to aid in the effort of the prefect under the command of its creator. This fox-like creature was doing its rounds at the woods to ensure that there were no students whether day or night that had decided to have a forbidden rendezvous. Still, O did found something. Well, it was not a human or vampire though. The odd thing it emitted something similar to O. This caused a spark of wonder to the Rosenkreuz familiar. There on the nearby bushes an white owl from the looks of it. O approached the avian and took a wary sniff. "Hey, you okay?" This was asked as O nudged his snout to the unconscious owl to wake it up or to see any signs of being alive.
In Zenith's case, he had arrived at some sort of garden. By the looks of it, this was not under the school's jurisdiction. It was due to the work that could be seen through the plants. They were not on par with the ones raised by the school staff. Yet, it was not the reason for him coming to such a place. His eyes of gold yellow gazed at the other figure in this secret garden. He knew this person. This was the girl earlier. The one who he saw and made the maple tree excluded from his list of not-to-sleep-there. In any case, there was something different about her and it was probably due to the noticeable kiss on the human girl's neck. Blood was still coming out but not as many as before. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and approached the female. Her injury must be cleaned and covered as not to attract any one else.
There was no denying it. This girl was bitten but the question of who did it bothered him. The only other scent he could pick despite how fragile and faint it had become. This perfume as he called it at times belong to the only official prefect of Cross Academy, Asuka Fujiwara. The dilemma the prefect is human, isn't she? This question plagued Zenith who did not divulge anything through his expression. For now, he placed the handkerchief on the bite mark. "You must treat it." This was his only answer as he had yet to let go of the handkerchief on this stranger of a woman. There was no sense of emotions even from his voice. But, he has a presence that most people cannot resist.