foreverwingless | because whatever koz says goes

[...Ah, she hadn't told him exactly what it meant to be in class 3, but they had to do to even survive the school year. One person must cease to exist, making the number of students even. After Sakakibara came in... the number went up and he talked with Misaki- breaking that trend and she knew there was no stopping it now.

Transfer students couldn't possibly know about the rules of the classroom...

She rolls her eyes at his words, her hands slipping from his neck to his shoulders.]

Foreign exchange student. [she pauses before she continues, laughing slightly.] The class will kill me.... or at least get angry at the administration for supposedly letting another transfer student in....

[she blinks.] Can you tell the dead apart from the living?

A transfer student without any kind of background too. [ 'Natsuno Yuuki' was already long dead in any and all official records, after all - his voice is just a little deadpan. ] Such a cliche mysterious story sounds like it'd fit right in.

[ By now he leans down far enough for their foreheads to practically be touching, really. ]

And I can tell my brand of the dead apart from the living, yeah, since I'm so used to them. But if they're not a Shiki like me, I doubt I could tell. Maybe if I'd use my heightened senses, but.. I can't use those like this. Not unless.. [ the next words come out a bit relunctantly. ] .. not unless I drink blood.

[She closes her eyes when she feels him come closer- just taking in his presence. Really, if they kept this up she had a feeling they might be late for school. The strong and responsible Izumi Akazawa couldn't allow that to happen...

...But maybe, just this once, she could be a little late this morning.

She keeps her expression the same, even when he mentions drinking blood. She figured there was some kind of catch to it- he couldn't be dead and stay in the realm of the living without any kind of compensation.]

Mmm.... I thought you could help us locate the one in the classroom that's meant to be the extra... [the dead person, of course. And her next sentence comes out a little quieter.] Do you need to drink blood to survive?

[ Meant to be the extra..? He still isn't entirely sure what's going on at her school, but.. if she's talking about an extra and dead people, is the extra the dead person? At least if it was a Shiki, no way it'd be one of the vampires-- it'd definitely be a werewolf like him, that could walk outside in daylight. But he definitely can't win a fight against another werewolf when not on full strength, without having had blood, to not even speak of what he'd do if it was some other kind of dead.

For now it's easier though to just focus on his questions while the back of his mind continues thinking about all of it. ]

Not to survive. I can survive off regular food too, like humans. [ His own voice seems to lower in volume along with her own, even though there's no one here but them, no one to overhear them either way. ] It's just that I'm weaker if I don't drink blood, then I'm more like a human. But with drinking blood you gain special abilities, like superhuman strength, speed, senses, hypnosis.. well, you get the image.

[She made a sound, indicating that she was at least listening to him- thinking over what he had been saying. So... he's dead, more like the undead, able to walk around and act like a regular human... he could eat regular food too but- he needed blood to get stronger? She wondered if he needed that necessarily, or if it was better to not drink blood at all and go back to being like a human but...

If he encountered others like him and he was weak... wouldn't that be bad?

She pushed him away from her a bit, enough to look up at him at least.]

If you.... really need it, you can drink my blood. [a beat.] Not too much though, I need that to survive. I'm not some circus-freak like you.

[ He has her hands on the mattress now he's higher up again after being pushed, on the sides of her and he's staring down at her. Seriously, she was telling him to drink her blood? No way, there was definitely no way he could do that, he had told himself he wouldn't drink human blood. He isn't like those others. Even as something less than a human he wants to keep his human dignity. He's not like them.

But.. whatever was going on at her school sounded serious. And no matter how much some part of him might deny it, he wants to protect her from it. If anyone needs to get hurt, it's better if it's him. But for that he actually needs to drink her blood? ... Ugh. It nerves and irks him, this paradox, so much that he even forgets to provide some sort of counter-remark to the insult. Instead he frowns a little, as if he's struggling with himself. ]

If I would just have some like this, nothing bad would happen to you. You'd just feel a little light-headed the rest of the day. [ That much would be okay though if he'd go to school with her - he would be at full power so more than capable of protecting her if need be. ]

But.. you're sure about this? [ actually he's the unsure one!! ] You said you didn't do stuff you'd regret, right?

[Yeah, she always thought things through- and sometimes... she realized that her decisions weren't the best, but she always did them for the sake of everyone else. She was always thinking of the collective, what her responsibility was. She brought a hand up to his face, touching his cheek.]

It's fine. Being a little light headed is nothing.

[With that, she started to sit up again, pushing him away a bit. When she was once again in a sitting position she looked down at her blouse, undoing some of the top buttons. After she had, she pulled the collar down a bit, exposing her left shoulder- allowing him access to more skin.]

If you get any blood on my shirt I will hurt you.

Would serve me right, at least.

[ Although not really for spilling blood but for even considering drinking her blood - if Tatsumi would see this, he would laugh at him so hard, at how he was already becoming more like one of them, but.. shit, this wasn't the same. He's not like them, not like them-- maybe if he repeats it often enough in his head, he'll start believing it himself too.

He grips her shoulders, his touch rather gently now actually. With a silent nod of agreement he slowly leans forward, hovering over her neck for a few moments as he opens her mouth. Yeah, he's still hesitating, even now. The only other time he did this it was part of an agreement too, but still.. it sucked no matter how many times he did it.

In the end Natsuno mans himself up though and forces himself to bite down. He at least knows what it feels like himself to get your blood sucked, so he can empathize with her.. but right now all he feels is his fangs sinking down into her neck, and as he starts sucking he starts to feel her blood entering his body. ]

[She waits for it- that pain that would soon take her over. She knew it would hurt, she knew what she was getting herself into- even so, she had to let him consume some blood and regain his powers. She didn't want him to feel weak either...

When he bit down she felt that surge of pain rush through her body, she couldn't help but let out a light gasp at that.Her hands moved up to his back, her nails digging into his skin lightly- but as the process continued, as she felt more of her blood leave her, she dug her nails further into his back. Akazawa had moved her head to the side a bit, allowing him to be able to bite more of her neck... she wasn't too sure how long this would last until he was satisfied, but she would endure.

She trusted him- she trusted him enough to go through what they did last night, and even enough to let him suck her blood. She trusted that he wouldn't keep going until she was completely dry- all she could do was stare ahead at nothing, light gasps leaving her every so often.]

Y-... Yuuki-kun... [she didn't mean to let that slip, but whenever he got this close to her she couldn't help but say his name in such a hushed manner.]

[ He could feel the nails digging into his back, but he could endure that much. The more blood he sucked, the higher his pain tolerance became, after all, and either way he knew she was in more pain than he was. He deserved it. All he could do was try to get this over with quickly, so she wouldn't have to endure it for too long. He didn't even consider the possibility of sucking her empty - this much was already enough to make him feel guilty and bad, really. Full of disgust for himself. But.. it was needed.

After what feels like an eternity, he can sense this much is enough, so he pulls his fangs back out, actually making sure not to spill, not because of what she said but just since he doesn't want to be further reminded of the fact this happened. Without saying something first though, he just moves his hands from her shoulders to wrap his arms around her instead, pulling her close - almost protectively so. ]

... It's okay. I'll protect you now. [ He normally wasn't very overly sappy out loud, but he felt this much had to be said, just to make sure she knew. He would die fighting for her before he would let her die, really - he wasn't even sure how it happened exactly, but this girl somehow became important to him.. someone to stay with and fight for even if there was no other purpose to his "life" left. ] And.. sorry. [ That he had to resort to that blood sucking. ]

[When he pulled his fangs out of her, she let out yet another yelp of pain, her forehead going to rest against his shoulder. She clung to him a bit tighter when he said he would protect her.... hah- she wanted to believe those words, she really did, it was hard when she knew that this wasn't a physical entity he could fight... it was some weird curse. She could die any day now- and even though such a thought should have frightened her, the thoughts of her classmates dying and it being her fault was a much scarier thought.]

Idiot.

[She managed to whisper, she felt weak- light headed, but she pulled her head away from his shoulder and moved to look right at his face, into those eyes of his.]

Don't apologize. Just do what I say and stop feeling so guilty over it...

[She slowly leaned in closer to him, her lips pressing against his- and she could taste that lingering iron from him sucking her blood. She made a small noise against his mouth- a moan maybe? One of satisfaction though, telling him she knew what she was getting into.]

[ Doing what she says, huh? Natsuno's never really been to listen to what anyone tells him and follow up on it, he's just more one to take his own decisions.. But if he'll be going to her school and trying to blend in he might as well take one or two commands if they're reasonable. Stopping feeling guilty wasn't one of them though, no, that was something that was too deeply rooted in him.

He does kiss back though when he feels her lips on hers - first almost a little relunctantly, but it doesn't take too long before he just gives into it too, his arms slipping down a little until they're around her waist. The noise, the near-moan, earns her a low groan in return too though before he pulls away after a few moments. ]

Then what would your first order be, huh? [ It's almost said a little mockingly, as if it's just a joke. ]

[She's about to try and deepen the kiss when she feels him pull away- honestly, she's almost disappointed by such a thing, but she's not about to voice such concerns.]

First order...? [She smiles at that, looking away from him for a moment to think. She looks back at him, and her expression has a teasing feel to it.]

When we get to school- try not to say anything too embarrassing. I don't like watching you like some babysitter. [a pause.] Oh! And for my second order, get rid of your wardrobe. Let's throw it all out.

[she giggles a little at the thought...]

[ ... oh god, wait, what is this teasing mode.. it's a good thing Natsuno is usually for the most part resistant to that unless it gets extremely embarassing, so he's able to keep his expression up for the most part, even now. ]

You don't have to worry about me being embarassing. [ besides, isn't he the babysitter here.. ] Judging by the stuff people said back home, I have the mysterious transfer student role down pat.

[ There's perhaps a sliiightly annoyed edge to his tone at that, since it makes him think of Megumi and her squealing over the cool transfer student from the city.. but it's fine, if there's types like her he can just ignore them too. ]

... And what's wrong with my clothes?

[Akazawa moves away from him now, going to put her blouse back on the way it was, buttoning it back up. It hurt a little to move due to that bite- but... oh well, she'd endure such pain. She now moved to get off the bed, quickly gathering up her clothes. She put on her underwear, and soon found her thigh highs, putting on those as well.]

Right right, the mysterious transfer student... [well he was pretty mysterious- but she wasn't about to let him have that one.] And I'm not telling anyone about our relationship either- got it? That stays a secret.

[She grabbed her skirt, beginning to put that on as well.]

What isn't wrong with your clothes? Do you honestly enjoy pink that much?

[ He's still just sitting on the bed, wearing just his pants. Nope, he's not moving to get dressed yet, he's practically just watching her as he sits there, although he does move to pull a hand through his hair to straighten it a little.. but it doesn't help much with his kind of hair, really. ]

They's comfortable and convenient to move around in outside. [ a shrug. ] If they do that much for me, I could care less what color they are. Beggars can't be choosers.

[ That, and he's just completely fashion blind. Or maybe just.. color blind.. who knows.. ]

And of course you don't have to tell anyone about it. What would you say either way, 'everyone please meet the new transfer student, who I just happened to sleep with last night'? ... It's easier if people don't know. [ And less embarassing-- SINCE HE'S TSUNDEREEEEE. ]

[Where the heck is her... ah there it is. She quickly tucks in her shirt and then moves to grab the black vest to go over top of her uniform. As she's putting it on she turns to look at him.]

Well- even so, I want to get a new wardrobe for you. I don't want to be with a guy that stands out in such... odd clothing. Ugh- it reminds me of Teshigawara.... that guy wears Hawaiian shirts....

[...and as for what he said- the second part....!!]

[SHE BLUSHES AT THAT!!! And then walks over to him, picking up his shirt and she throws it right at his face!!!]

D...don't say it like that! You make me sound like some kind of.... of slut! It's not like that at all!

[she huffs and turns away from him, grabbing her ribbon off the floor and going to put that on too.... stupid Natsuno....]

[ He just sighs in response to the first part.. at least it means he isn't entirely protesting?! Just let her do whatever she wants, that causes the least trouble.. It's not like he cares what he's wearing either way, and if she's going to insist he might as well just let her.

But.. then there's a shirt thrown right at him before he can even catch it, so it flies right in his face and before he gets it off she's already done talking again and went back to huffing. For another moment he just quietly stares, but then he shakes his head, moving to put the shirt on. At least he remains reasonably calm even with all of it.. ]

Of course it's not like that. If you were like that, I wouldn't have gone this far with you. [ THIS GUY'S AS ROMANTIC AS A BAG OF POTATOES NORMALLY, AFTER ALL.. ] Nor said I'd protect you.

[ He climbs off the bed too now, putting on his socks and ~~pink~~ sneakers. ]

[She has her back to him- all the while she's putting her ribbon on, and trying to straighten out her wardrobe so it doesn't looking like everything had just spent the night on the floor. Akazawa reached up to her hair, fixing it and making it look proper.... and she still refused to turn to him.]

Did you mean it? [she lowered her hands and crossed her arms, almost looking like she's hugging herself- really.]

When you said you'd protect me.... since... well- I could be next you know. There's no telling who's going to die one day and who isn't...

[ Seeing her standing there like that and saying it.. Well, he can't really help it. It makes him stand up fully, moving towards her so that he can at least look her in the face rather than stare at her back. Most of his clothes are already on again by now either way. ]

Everyone dies. That much is inevitable. And when someone is going to die.. it's just a matter of luck. It could be today or tomorrow or in fifty years. [ He can know that much, especially after everything that happened in his village, that village surrounded by death. His gaze turns a little harder at that though, but not in a bad way, more like.. determined. ]

But when it comes to you, I'm going to be your 'luck' and help you avoid that fate as much as I can.

[ Too many people already died since he was too slow. People important to him, too, so.. he's not going to let it happen again. Not anymore. ]

Even if what I have to fight is something supernatural or immaterial like a curse.

[...Gosh, he always knew what to say. It was weird, she was the one that normally made speeches and told people what to do- everyone listened to the class rep and not to mention the head of the countermeasures group. She had volunteered for that role, it wasn't one that students liked to do exactly, especially since it meant carrying such a heavy burden.

But- if she could share the burden... if someone could help her carry some of this weight... it might not be so bad.]

Yuuki-kun... [she sighed, and then looked up at him.] ...I'm glad I'm dealing with a moron instead of a realist. Anyone would tell me it's hopeless at this point.

[She reached out to him, grabbing his hand and squeezing it lightly.] You're important to me too you know.

I am a realist. [ a slight scoff. ] I've just already seen the impossible being made possible, so I don't mind believing this much. Besides, I just refuse to do nothing and go down without a fight.

[ That's right - even if he wasn't human and should be dead, even wanted to be dead.. There was always something that pulled him back. His mission back in Sotoba, and now.. wanting to protect the girl in front of him, get rid of whatever it is that's doing that to her school.

But that last line-- no, if she says 'too' it's like implying he said it out loud and he never would!! That's embarassing!! ]

... You sure take interest in the weirdest people.

[She shrugged at his words, taking her hand away from his and moving to find his tie. She grabbed it and walked back over to him. Akazawa tossed the tie around him and instead of actually helping him do it up, she just pulled him closer to her with the fabric in hand.]

You're not even weird compared to the people I know in my class. And I'm able to see through you more and more Yuuki-kun... [a smile.] Why can't you just say you care too?

[ For once his look seems to shift away from the usual indifferent one to one that's.. well, practically more downright awkward. Why does she have to question him on that right now, especially since he can't escape in a way that's not awkward since she's holding onto his tie.. JUST.. SWALLOWS.. ]

It's not as if you need to hear it to know it, right?

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