|"As the dreams burn, there is only one thing that mattered. The lone promise within the flaming passion of broken desires which I will keep."|
Time, it was never a factor for a certain white-haired pureblood. As such, it resulted to Zenith showcasing one of his known habits. He was asleep while leaning on a nearby wall. His eyes were closed so gently while his silver white hair was played by the soft breeze entering from an opened window. He seemed so peaceful as he stood there quietly. His breathing was even without a hint of disturbance. However internally, he was not at peace at all. He was in the midst of a dream, a memory of the past. The one thing he held with great importance more than anything else in the present time. Yet, this vision was not of a beautiful recollection. One could describe it as the main reason of his very existence as of now, the beginning of everything for him.
All around, there was nothing but a blazing fire which engulfed the entire scenery. Nothing was spared. The heat, the chaos, the screams, they were all ignored by the Rosenkreuz pureblood who stood at the center of it. This was because his sole attention was taken by a certain individual, a woman who would never be forgotten nor be lessened as someone inconsequential to Zenith. This woman was everything to him and even more than reason itself. The long white hair being swayed by the rough winds. Eyes of gold which was like his held such an intense strength which will not yield. He cannot help but be captivated by that radiance, that fire which was Amalthea.
Those words worked like a beacon for him to return to reality. Just like that, the past had ceased within his mind for now. As he opened his eyes, he was welcomed with the scenery of green. There was no doubt on his mind that these eyes belonged to Luke. He straightened himself and looked to his side where a window could be seen. The question which hanged in the air was left unanswered. He was more interested with how much time had passed. It would seem that lunch was about to begin. As if to prove his conclusion, the bell echoed within the grounds. This would be a first. The first time, he had not attended classes. Somehow, he felt a bit jilted. But of course, this was not shown by him on the outside. He would have to accept any punishment by his teachers. Although, that would be a bit impossible due to his position.
In any case, Luke noticed Zenith's concern about time and released a sigh. The kid could appear more welcoming in his presence really. But, he could not expect that much. "Don't worry. You didn't miss that much" Zenith turned to look at his entitled bodyguard who rather had a carefree expression. He would never understand how Luke could be so when, the said pureblood had experienced more terrible things than him. "Sorry about disturbing your beauty sleep, but..." Luke paused for a moment and then looked towards the doors of the library. There were already an influx of students who had no interest in reading books. Instead, they were there to get the chance to see the two most sought out bachelors, so to speak. "We need to go before we cause a commotion."
Zenith understood that without being reminded. As such, he nodded in agreement and then made his way to the exit in which Luke followed suit. Soon enough, the two of them managed to finally avoid the crowd of clamoring fans or whatever they would like to call themselves. "So... where do you want to go? Cafeteria?" Luke queried his charge who continued to look as if not perturbed by anything. Of course, this was not a fact. For in every moment, Zenith cannot help but be concerned about everything even in matter which should have been classified as inconsequential to him. In an effort for an answer, the white-haired pureblood shook his head. He did not desire to go to the cafeteria. Well, he was not also hungry for human food. In which the thought brought a different meaning of hunger for him, his throat suddenly felt very dry.
"You should drink." Luke stated without much hesitation. Zenith stopped in his tracks. "I am fine." This was the rather short and crisp answer of the Pure-blood king. In the view of others, he was perfectly in control. However, it was only possible due to the strict hiding of his inner turmoils and feelings. As if, he believes that he was truly a being incapable of emotions. No, he is one. Luke released a sigh at this and shook his head to the sides. This kid truly is a stubborn individual which reminded him, what would his charge do. This Academy without a doubt will be encased in another shadow if his talk with the Headmaster was not indicative enough. However before he could comment about that, his nose caught a certain new scent. Ah yes... the new student...
"Look what we have here." Luke stated with a smile on his face. As for Zenith, it was only then he had finally looked in front of him fully. There it was the faint scent of something foreign. His eyes of gold looked at the figure before him. It was a woman without doubt. Her hair of orange red reminded him of that dream he had earlier. The burning fires which served as his baptism to this harsh and cruel world. The fires much like in the eyes of his sister. Just like that, the Rosenkreuz pure-blood simply remained in his position while other students began to gather. After all, it was always a pleasant thing to see the White Prince and the Jovial Prince together under the sun.
Hughes had a faint smile on his lips as he looked down below his window which oversees the main entrance to the building. He took out a phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "It's time. Make sure all preparations are complete." There was an answer and he kept his phone once more. It was truly bad about the end result with Yamazaki. The human girl could have been perfect, but the concoction he had created to ensure a smooth transition detected an anomaly within her. Thus, it resulted to her death. Oh well... He would have to find a new one. Perhaps, it would not need to take long at all.
All around, there was nothing but a blazing fire which engulfed the entire scenery. Nothing was spared. The heat, the chaos, the screams, they were all ignored by the Rosenkreuz pureblood who stood at the center of it. This was because his sole attention was taken by a certain individual, a woman who would never be forgotten nor be lessened as someone inconsequential to Zenith. This woman was everything to him and even more than reason itself. The long white hair being swayed by the rough winds. Eyes of gold which was like his held such an intense strength which will not yield. He cannot help but be captivated by that radiance, that fire which was Amalthea.
"What are you dreaming about?"
Those words worked like a beacon for him to return to reality. Just like that, the past had ceased within his mind for now. As he opened his eyes, he was welcomed with the scenery of green. There was no doubt on his mind that these eyes belonged to Luke. He straightened himself and looked to his side where a window could be seen. The question which hanged in the air was left unanswered. He was more interested with how much time had passed. It would seem that lunch was about to begin. As if to prove his conclusion, the bell echoed within the grounds. This would be a first. The first time, he had not attended classes. Somehow, he felt a bit jilted. But of course, this was not shown by him on the outside. He would have to accept any punishment by his teachers. Although, that would be a bit impossible due to his position.
In any case, Luke noticed Zenith's concern about time and released a sigh. The kid could appear more welcoming in his presence really. But, he could not expect that much. "Don't worry. You didn't miss that much" Zenith turned to look at his entitled bodyguard who rather had a carefree expression. He would never understand how Luke could be so when, the said pureblood had experienced more terrible things than him. "Sorry about disturbing your beauty sleep, but..." Luke paused for a moment and then looked towards the doors of the library. There were already an influx of students who had no interest in reading books. Instead, they were there to get the chance to see the two most sought out bachelors, so to speak. "We need to go before we cause a commotion."
Zenith understood that without being reminded. As such, he nodded in agreement and then made his way to the exit in which Luke followed suit. Soon enough, the two of them managed to finally avoid the crowd of clamoring fans or whatever they would like to call themselves. "So... where do you want to go? Cafeteria?" Luke queried his charge who continued to look as if not perturbed by anything. Of course, this was not a fact. For in every moment, Zenith cannot help but be concerned about everything even in matter which should have been classified as inconsequential to him. In an effort for an answer, the white-haired pureblood shook his head. He did not desire to go to the cafeteria. Well, he was not also hungry for human food. In which the thought brought a different meaning of hunger for him, his throat suddenly felt very dry.
"You should drink." Luke stated without much hesitation. Zenith stopped in his tracks. "I am fine." This was the rather short and crisp answer of the Pure-blood king. In the view of others, he was perfectly in control. However, it was only possible due to the strict hiding of his inner turmoils and feelings. As if, he believes that he was truly a being incapable of emotions. No, he is one. Luke released a sigh at this and shook his head to the sides. This kid truly is a stubborn individual which reminded him, what would his charge do. This Academy without a doubt will be encased in another shadow if his talk with the Headmaster was not indicative enough. However before he could comment about that, his nose caught a certain new scent. Ah yes... the new student...
"Look what we have here." Luke stated with a smile on his face. As for Zenith, it was only then he had finally looked in front of him fully. There it was the faint scent of something foreign. His eyes of gold looked at the figure before him. It was a woman without doubt. Her hair of orange red reminded him of that dream he had earlier. The burning fires which served as his baptism to this harsh and cruel world. The fires much like in the eyes of his sister. Just like that, the Rosenkreuz pure-blood simply remained in his position while other students began to gather. After all, it was always a pleasant thing to see the White Prince and the Jovial Prince together under the sun.
Hughes had a faint smile on his lips as he looked down below his window which oversees the main entrance to the building. He took out a phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "It's time. Make sure all preparations are complete." There was an answer and he kept his phone once more. It was truly bad about the end result with Yamazaki. The human girl could have been perfect, but the concoction he had created to ensure a smooth transition detected an anomaly within her. Thus, it resulted to her death. Oh well... He would have to find a new one. Perhaps, it would not need to take long at all.