"Trust is something that should be shared not something to hoard to oneself."
Asuka had lost a moments consciousness in her mind when Sora put his hands on her face, speaking something that she could barely hear against the roaring sound of the rain, or was it her beating heart? She felt the words slip on deaf ears, however; she managed to listen long enough to understand the words spoken to her. The peculiar spark behind his black abyss stirred something in Asuka that she couldn't explain. The only thing she could explain was the unrelenting need to feed. When he pulled away from her, she felt her hands twitch slightly, reaching out for him once more until he tilted his head. Immediately, just as quick as the notion had been, Asuka was in front of him, her head nestling in the crook of his neck.
She felt her senses go numb, however; his scent, his scent caused a flicker of recognition to shine beneath the crimson colored eyes. She hesitated, opening her mouth to expose the elongated fangs. She could feel her lips quivering as she continued to hold her spot. If she did this, if she did it now, there was no turning back. Everything she had worked so hard to protect would finally shatter and crumble. The last piece of humanity she held would disappear. She could pretend at least that Zenith had never fed on her, that her secret was still safe, but that was wishful thinking. Sora was placing his trust in her, whether she knew it or not, and was giving her something that her body desperately needed. For that, she finally allowed herself to pierce his neck, feeling the warm liquid pour into her mouth.
The taste, it was just as intoxicating as the scent and she closed her eyes to the rain around them. She didn't want to pull away. She wanted to remain like this, feeding off of the blood that was giving her new strength in her deprived muscles. She was taking only what she needed to replenish the rest of the blood into her veins. It was then she forced herself to stop, biting her lip in the process as a means to restrain herself. With the blood now leaking from the open wound on her mouth, she did a rather unexpected thing. It was easier for her now to wrap her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her, reaching his lips with her own and allowed her blood to flow from the wound. If there were bystanders around, they would have thought this a scene straight out of a romantic movie, however; Asuka was not kissing him.
She was giving him her blood so that he may now know the truth about her. It was only fair in her mind that he had trusted her enough to give her what she needed. The least she could do was show the same trust in him. She pulled away, wiping her lips from any of the access blood from the now-healed wound. For once, Snow remained quiet. He watched the scene play out and could do just that: watch. He had seen the rather hesitant step in her gait when she had approached Sora, even if she had moved at an incredible speed. In a way, he was sort of happy that his master was finally allowing herself to feed on the precious liquid she needed, however; something in his heart felt as if it were breaking. Had this truly been for the better? Why was he doubting it now? Embracing her vampiric side was always something he had encouraged her to do, but now that she was doing just that, was it really the best thing?
"I would thank you, but then you'd just scoff and get mad, or tell me I am off my game. I do not understand you Sora, and I probably never will, but," Asuka spoke as she stared at the pure-blood in front of her, "you..." she paused, a hesitant hiccup in her voice as she did so. How could she put into words what she wanted to say? She didn't want to say something that would come across as a completely different message than what she had intended. "I don't know when it happened, but you are important to me. Somehow, that's all I wanted to say," she stated without another glance. She needed to clear her own mind now and return to the Academy. She was still a prefect, and now that she felt better, she could sort out these feelings that seemed to bother her as of late. She meant those words to Sora, he had become important to her. He had, unconsciously, become something of a friend to her and she cherished that thought.
It had nothing to do with his generosity nor of the moment that just happened. Perhaps, in the back of her mind, she had always thought of him as someone important to her, like a friend was. Regardless, this day was surely coming to pass as one of the most unexpected turn of events.