|“Once, I reached for that kindness. I fear I might never want to let go of you.”|
Despite the pain he was without doubt experiencing from the grave wound, Zenith remained completely indifferent. His eyes of amber yellow remained a void from any kind of emotions. The same could also be said about the usual expression of his face, an irremovable blank mask. One would wonder how he had perfected such the manner of burying his feelings with the depths of his being. Thus, it was inevitable for some people to query if the illustrious pure-blood even had such emotions to begin. Is he even capable to do so? In the end, these questions remained as they are with no answers to put them to rest. For, the said pure-blood remained a mystery to them even as of now.
Although, it could not be hidden that his body was already suffering the effects from his injury. His movements had lost a bit of its usual stoic elegance. Upon closed inspection, his gait was slightly slower than the usual. His complexion was far more paler than it should be. Breathing still remained even but if one was completely attuned, they could notice a discrepancy in its pattern. Such details that could be easily ignored by many showed the real impact of such an attack he had received from the intruder of a boy. However, this is not what the pure-blood was worried about. The extent of his wound was far from his concerns. It was the blood that continued to fall from the hole created by the blade on his stomach. The scent of roses which brought a seductive and alluring desire to feed.
Even more so, it was not only limited to the senses of the vampires as humans are drawn to it as well. This is the trait of what they call Blood of Roses. It goes without doubt that the Night Class respects him whether by his status or for other reasons. However, they are still vampires that could easily lose control. He knew of the thirst which exists deep within. It is a monster that cannot easily be caged. This is something he knew very well. With that knowledge, he must quickly remove himself from this place. It was without doubt especially with Haruka near him. He could not have her expose to further danger at his expense.
Clutching his wound which still refuses to heal, Zenith put much distance between him and Haruka. If the girl followed him or not, he cannot do anything about it for there was another one. This one impeded his notion to depart. It was none other than the sole prefect of Cross Academy, Asuka Fujiwara. Judging by his observation, she had been in some sort of a scuffle due to the dirt clinging on her form and some bruises and scratches present on her skin. It is understandable herding the panicked crowed along with the series of explosions. He would have inquired about her condition, yet it was not the proper time. Time was of the essence for him to leave. But, the words that spilled from the prefect's mouth caused him to fully stop on his tracks.
It is true what Asuka was stating. He had opted to simply take the entirety of his blood pill supplies. It would not be as effective but the pills could numb the pain and usher his regeneration ability to start and counteract the effect of the anti-vampire weapon. Regardless, it would be painstakingly slow even compared to the normal regeneration rate of humans. In the end, it would only be a temporary measure and his natural instinct would threaten to take over for him to survive which he would not allow.
Thinking of the very logical option to heal his wound, Zenith cannot help but greatly reject it. The blood which he would only allow himself to taste would be hers and hers alone. This will be his atonement to starve himself forever. Furthermore, he could not handle the fact of injecting his poison on to an innocent human for his selfishness. It is why he had instinctively stepped back a bit when Asuka presented her arm even stating that she would not be turned by him. He had yet to confirm what she is, a person who walked in between. So, there must be truth in those words. But, why is she doing such a thing? Is this her penance for biting Haruka? Is this simply an act as a prefect? Either way, this was still what one would call going out of her way.
His vision was now affected as well. It seemed to be getting blurry due to large amount of blood flowing out of his body. Nevertheless, nothing showed on his face. His eyes flickered very briefly to a soft pink before returning to its usual radiant gold hue. The monster within was clawing at its cage now. Looking behind him, he saw Haruka not too far. This must be another form of his selfishness. Returning his attention to Asuka, he pulled her towards him and held her close to him before moving at a speed normal for his kind. He jumped towards the roofs and landed just at the ledge of the highest tower. The spurt of speed forced him to bleed further but he is a pure-blood so, he could handle it. But, he did not want to show such a frightening scene in front of Haruka or to place Asuka in a delicate position if there could be witnesses.
Releasing Asuka from his hold, he then placed his hands on her shoulder. "Forgive me." For the first time, those eyes of gold reflected something and it was sadness which was heartbreaking even if it was just a small opening. Once that was stated, Zenith lowered his head and tried very hard to contain his monster from being released. He did not want to hurt this girl who wanted to help him. As much as possible, he wanted this experience to be as gentle as possible. His lips hovered so closely to where her jugular vein should be. Slowly as much as possible, he licked it to soften the skin so upon piercing it with his fangs would not be as painful. After doing so, his fangs protruded from his mouth and implanted itself on the tender skin. His eyes turned into crimson gold. Soon, blood overflowed from the punctured holes as he began to drink his fill.
In this position, she could not see how he feeds on her. For, he really did not want anyone to see. Closing his eyes, he savored the fresh blood filling his throat. A sensation the blood pills would never provide. Even more so, the flashes of memories entering his consciousness. He did not want to pry but poured within him like a flood. There was also the oddly yet intoxicating taste of her blood. This was truly dangerous. Once, he felt his wound beginning to regenerate he exceedingly prevented himself to stop. Fortunately winning, he removed his fangs from her neck. Although, he did not fail to lick some of the blood left on it. After doing so, he slowly faced Asuka once more. She looked paler than usual which was probably brought upon his feeding.
His face was once more of the emotionless facade. The crimson tint that was featured on his eyes were now gone. He would not need blood anymore from her. The blood pills could handle the rest. He was grateful to her. "Thank you, Ms. Fujiwara." He then reached to touch her cheek so delicately. "I hope this would never happen again." After stating that, the pure-blood placed Asuka to sleep. The prefect needs to rest knowing her, she would declare that she is fine and all. When it was done, he caught her before falling to the ground. He then made way to the dormitories finding Asuka's room without much trouble but not before stopping on his to get some blood pills and change of clothes. Once inside her room, he laid her down on the bed. Making sure, she was comfortable.
The pure-blood then took a chair to stay by her side. It was the least he could do while doing so he took a large amount of blood pills and knew the girl would be needing blood as well. After all, he took quite a huge quantity due to his injury. So, when she wakes up he would return the favor. After all, the girl revealed herself to him. It was only proper for him to do the same. And just like that, he allowed the events of this day to flutter to a side for now. Sleep soon easily took hold of him as he sat there while he entered slumber just like that.
Although, it could not be hidden that his body was already suffering the effects from his injury. His movements had lost a bit of its usual stoic elegance. Upon closed inspection, his gait was slightly slower than the usual. His complexion was far more paler than it should be. Breathing still remained even but if one was completely attuned, they could notice a discrepancy in its pattern. Such details that could be easily ignored by many showed the real impact of such an attack he had received from the intruder of a boy. However, this is not what the pure-blood was worried about. The extent of his wound was far from his concerns. It was the blood that continued to fall from the hole created by the blade on his stomach. The scent of roses which brought a seductive and alluring desire to feed.
Even more so, it was not only limited to the senses of the vampires as humans are drawn to it as well. This is the trait of what they call Blood of Roses. It goes without doubt that the Night Class respects him whether by his status or for other reasons. However, they are still vampires that could easily lose control. He knew of the thirst which exists deep within. It is a monster that cannot easily be caged. This is something he knew very well. With that knowledge, he must quickly remove himself from this place. It was without doubt especially with Haruka near him. He could not have her expose to further danger at his expense.
Clutching his wound which still refuses to heal, Zenith put much distance between him and Haruka. If the girl followed him or not, he cannot do anything about it for there was another one. This one impeded his notion to depart. It was none other than the sole prefect of Cross Academy, Asuka Fujiwara. Judging by his observation, she had been in some sort of a scuffle due to the dirt clinging on her form and some bruises and scratches present on her skin. It is understandable herding the panicked crowed along with the series of explosions. He would have inquired about her condition, yet it was not the proper time. Time was of the essence for him to leave. But, the words that spilled from the prefect's mouth caused him to fully stop on his tracks.
It is true what Asuka was stating. He had opted to simply take the entirety of his blood pill supplies. It would not be as effective but the pills could numb the pain and usher his regeneration ability to start and counteract the effect of the anti-vampire weapon. Regardless, it would be painstakingly slow even compared to the normal regeneration rate of humans. In the end, it would only be a temporary measure and his natural instinct would threaten to take over for him to survive which he would not allow.
Thinking of the very logical option to heal his wound, Zenith cannot help but greatly reject it. The blood which he would only allow himself to taste would be hers and hers alone. This will be his atonement to starve himself forever. Furthermore, he could not handle the fact of injecting his poison on to an innocent human for his selfishness. It is why he had instinctively stepped back a bit when Asuka presented her arm even stating that she would not be turned by him. He had yet to confirm what she is, a person who walked in between. So, there must be truth in those words. But, why is she doing such a thing? Is this her penance for biting Haruka? Is this simply an act as a prefect? Either way, this was still what one would call going out of her way.
His vision was now affected as well. It seemed to be getting blurry due to large amount of blood flowing out of his body. Nevertheless, nothing showed on his face. His eyes flickered very briefly to a soft pink before returning to its usual radiant gold hue. The monster within was clawing at its cage now. Looking behind him, he saw Haruka not too far. This must be another form of his selfishness. Returning his attention to Asuka, he pulled her towards him and held her close to him before moving at a speed normal for his kind. He jumped towards the roofs and landed just at the ledge of the highest tower. The spurt of speed forced him to bleed further but he is a pure-blood so, he could handle it. But, he did not want to show such a frightening scene in front of Haruka or to place Asuka in a delicate position if there could be witnesses.
Releasing Asuka from his hold, he then placed his hands on her shoulder. "Forgive me." For the first time, those eyes of gold reflected something and it was sadness which was heartbreaking even if it was just a small opening. Once that was stated, Zenith lowered his head and tried very hard to contain his monster from being released. He did not want to hurt this girl who wanted to help him. As much as possible, he wanted this experience to be as gentle as possible. His lips hovered so closely to where her jugular vein should be. Slowly as much as possible, he licked it to soften the skin so upon piercing it with his fangs would not be as painful. After doing so, his fangs protruded from his mouth and implanted itself on the tender skin. His eyes turned into crimson gold. Soon, blood overflowed from the punctured holes as he began to drink his fill.
In this position, she could not see how he feeds on her. For, he really did not want anyone to see. Closing his eyes, he savored the fresh blood filling his throat. A sensation the blood pills would never provide. Even more so, the flashes of memories entering his consciousness. He did not want to pry but poured within him like a flood. There was also the oddly yet intoxicating taste of her blood. This was truly dangerous. Once, he felt his wound beginning to regenerate he exceedingly prevented himself to stop. Fortunately winning, he removed his fangs from her neck. Although, he did not fail to lick some of the blood left on it. After doing so, he slowly faced Asuka once more. She looked paler than usual which was probably brought upon his feeding.
His face was once more of the emotionless facade. The crimson tint that was featured on his eyes were now gone. He would not need blood anymore from her. The blood pills could handle the rest. He was grateful to her. "Thank you, Ms. Fujiwara." He then reached to touch her cheek so delicately. "I hope this would never happen again." After stating that, the pure-blood placed Asuka to sleep. The prefect needs to rest knowing her, she would declare that she is fine and all. When it was done, he caught her before falling to the ground. He then made way to the dormitories finding Asuka's room without much trouble but not before stopping on his to get some blood pills and change of clothes. Once inside her room, he laid her down on the bed. Making sure, she was comfortable.
The pure-blood then took a chair to stay by her side. It was the least he could do while doing so he took a large amount of blood pills and knew the girl would be needing blood as well. After all, he took quite a huge quantity due to his injury. So, when she wakes up he would return the favor. After all, the girl revealed herself to him. It was only proper for him to do the same. And just like that, he allowed the events of this day to flutter to a side for now. Sleep soon easily took hold of him as he sat there while he entered slumber just like that.