"And so it begins in a world full of unknown possibilities and endless nightmares.."
Asuka could only half-smile at the girl. Haruka stated that she wasn't afraid of Asuka, and as much as she wanted to be comforted by those words, Asuka knew better. Even if Haruka stated she wasn't afraid of vampires in the school, Haruka should be. They were dangerous. She was dangerous. She sighed lightly, trying not to disturb the girl as she seemed lost in her own thoughts. Haruka then proceeded to open the door to another room, however; a sudden gust of wind pushed passed the two and tossed the door open carelessly. The loud thwack of the door hitting the wall sent a shiver down Asuka's spine until the scent of freshly burnt corpses flooded her senses. She saw Haruka fall to her knees as the smell of salt assaulted her senses. The girl was crying, so that meant she knew the bodies that lay in an otherwise perfectly preserved room. It was as if this room had never been touched by the flames.
Asuka re-acted as quickly as she could as Haruka fell forward and passed out. She shook the girl lightly, trying to see if she could get her to regain consciousness, but it failed. She glanced once more at the bodies. She couldn't feel anything. Sadness, pain, nothing. They were not someone she knew, but the way Haruka reacted was enough to give Asuka a clue as to who they were. They were either the people who owned this house, her parents, or just the ones that cared for Haruka as a child. Whoever they were to Haruka, Asuka didn't know. She sighed as she knelled down to the girl, removing some strands of her red hair from her face before glancing around. She had no choice but to carry her back to the Academy. It would be a walk, but Asuka could manage if only because of her vampire blood. With a heavy sigh, Asuka grabbed Haruka and held her so that it was comfortable for the both of them.
"I think it's time to go back," Asuka muttered as she took the girl from the home. She glanced over her shoulder as she stood at the front of the house, taking in the damaged visage before making the long trek back to the Academy. It took at least an hour or so to return. She had to walk slowly so that she wouldn't accidentally injure the girl or drop her. Once back, she took Haruka back to the infirmary. It was best if the doctors strapped the girl to the bed and kept her on at least a few days bed rest, but she wouldn't tell them that. It would be up to Haruka if she wanted to rest or not, and given the images that would undoubtedly be burnt into the girls mind, she would need it. She let the nurses take Haruka from her arms as she stood in the doorway. Immediately, the doctors began to work on the red-head and Asuka only sighed.
"Take care of yourself Haruka. It won't do you any good to just," Asuka paused. She scoffed to herself as she walked out of the infirmary. Satisfied with the soft click, she walked down the hallway and made her way towards her dorm, however; her feet lead her to the music room. She smiled sadly as she entered the room, tracing her fingers along the violin she owned. She was tempted to play something, but she resisted the urge and sighed. Things were just getting weird every day that passed. First, it was the incident at the festival, then the incident with Sora, and now this. What else could possibly happen? She shook her head. She didn't want to know, and she hoped that this would be the end of such things. But somewhere, deep in the bottom of her heart, she knew that it wasn't the end. Something still seemed so out of place and Asuka couldn't put her mind to it.
"Rough day I take it?" Snow stated as he sat on the window sill. Asuka merely glanced at her familiar. The two exchanged looks, almost as if they were having a conversation with no words being spoken between the two. With that, Snow took off without another word as Asuka ran a hand through her brown locks. She took a deep breath and made her way to her dorm, awaiting for the day to end and a new one to begin.