Vampire Knight: Blood Requiem » Places

         ► Kako Hattori & Sayaka, #915f6d


The lights were off by the time Kako had returned to Chiyo's dorm. Her bright blue eyes already adjusted to the darkness, scanned the room, over tucked in and sleeping bodies, then settled on Sayaka, still bundled and wrapped up.

With cold drink cans scooped in her arms, she sauntered over to the tent to drop them quietly. Chiyo was still nowhere to be found, so she pulled out her phone. Her eyes squinted for her last text message received from Juby. No updates. Bummer.

She turned around to recheck Sayaka, who was still not asleep like the rest. Taking up unwanted space on Chiyo's bed, Kako decided to move her. It was a clumsy effort as Kako attempted to grab the burrito roll upside down by the legs, and Sayaka's head hit the floor.

"Sorry," Kako muttered sheepishly, looking down at Sayaka. "I normally only move the dead," she shared, referring to her vampire hunts. Sayaka groaned in displeasure.

"That's great," she snarked. The burrito wriggled in frustration. "Because I am dead. Socially deceased. Just push a pillow over my face and finish the job."

Kako squeezed the roll to avoid another mishap. “That’s new.” She looked up at the ceiling, briefly considering it. She wasn’t a human hunter, though. With a shrug, Kako laid Sayaka flat on the ground and proceeded to drag her into the fort.

In the pitch black darkness, the sound of aluminum knocking against each other was followed by phone tapping. Kako's face then the tent lit up from the phone screen's brightness once she found the flashlight icon. Setting her phone aside, she cracked open a can about to glug it down but paused. "You like Calpis?" she asked Sayaka, holding the cold beverage closer to her face for her to see.

"It's not my favourite," Sayaka sniffed. She eyed the drink, her lips twisting to the side as she chewed on the unsavoury words that tried to follow, and relented, "But I'll have some." This was all very… suspicious.

"Tell me why you have it out for Chiyo, and I'll give you some." Kako got straight to the point and then rubbed cold can against Sayaka's heated up cheek. "Come on, while it's nice and cool.~"

Sayaka lifted a brow. She didn't have to be bribed to get into this.

"She's annoying." She began, and proceeded to list off without even blinking, "She cries easy. Her laugh is stupid. She keeps me up at night with her dumb bear. She's fifteen and acts like she's eleven. She thinks monsters are real and makes it my problem. She’s friends with LaYla YArA. She screams at everything. She acts cute but it's all fake. She-"

Kako took a quick sip for every reason. "So?" she cut in, shaking the can up to her ear to listen check how much was left. "I don't get it," she admitted with a blank stare. Sayaka's nose crinkled.

"Then you've never had a little sister," she retorted.

Kako's eyes widened, then she placed one can on Sayaka's stomach. "You got me there. What's yours like?"

Her lips curled with absolute displeasure. "Disgustingly Chiyo-like."

"They're different people, aren't they?" Kako mumbled, sitting cross-legged and leaving the can she drank from in the middle. "If you dislike having a little sister, why count another, y'know?" she asked, puzzled, resting her cheek in her hand.

Sayaka wormed an arm out of her cocoon and scooped up the Calpis into her dark abode. She squirmed to her feet and opened the can with a sharp hiss. "If you don't get it now," she snapped, "Then you won't get it. Ever." She jumped in her sack towards her own bed, her carbonated beverage acquired and patience worn through.

Kako reached out, flexing her fingers but ultimately let Sayaka go. "Drat, I overestimated the fort's comfort to contain her..."