“NO!” I scream, racing towards Ichiru. But he hasn’t moved. He’s not on the floor, twitched or dodged. Just standing there like nothing ever happened. I stare in amazement at his tranquillity. He just had a gun pointed at him and was shot even before anyone blinked. “How? What? How are you still standing?”
“I know my brother too while, Chika. I know he would never kill me by a gun.” Ichiru smiles reaching behind him and turns to door handle. Before he goes he comments, “You better think of an excuse for that hole there.” He waves to us goodbye, stumbling down the corridor. An ass and a drunk should never combine. And he was right. There is a blatantly obvious hole in the door that must have just skimmed his head. Impressive as Zero’s shooting is did he intend to miss? I hope he did because blood would have made a stain at least we can fill up a hole.
“Oh God, what am I going to do?” I start mumbling, pacing as I become paranoid about what my dad’s going to do and say when he gets back from work. “Zero, help me here. How do you fix this?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugs, “I don’t bother to fill them in.”
“There’s more like these where you live.”
“It’s not even a nice apartment.” Zero explains, leaning against the back of the sofa folding his arms. “Surprisingly the holes add a nice touch to all the other ones.”
“Where the hell do you live?” I ask, looking for something in the kitchen, hoping that my dad has some tools and fill-in in a cupboard. Is there even anything called fill-in? Searching through the cupboard under the sink, I hear a crack. A very loud one. I turn around to see that the hole has gone. Vanished. Sckdushed. Zero is next to it looking very proud with himself. “How’d you do it?”
“Let’s just say that there’s a hole in another white wooden piece of furniture.” He replies trying to act cool about it. The only room that has white furniture is… my room. Oh no he hasn’t! I glare at him and race to my room. Just glancing you can’t see a difference with the white wooden furniture but when looking closer there is an obvious hole in my bookcase. Luckily I can put a book over it and a poster on the outside. Unless I move it over to the wall but that can wait as I look at my clock and see it’s nearly 7. I know Rima didn’t specify a time but if Zero’s up and about that means the others are too. I’d like to leave immediately so I don’t have to explain things to my dad.
Rushing around the place looking for my bags, shoes, money, perfume Zero comfortably sits down on the couch eating the popcorn I’d opened earlier. “Why are you rushing about?” He asks, leaning his head backwards, showing off his sexy sharp jaw.
“I’m going out tonight.”
“I thought you didn’t have any friends to go out with.”
“Aren’t you bluntly honest?” I glare making him laugh, “Rima phoned this morning saying that she’d help me pick out a dress for the Ball.”
“Why can’t you go by yourself?”
“It’s nice to have a second opinion.”
“I’d go with you.” Zero suggests, getting up and moving so he’s blocking me from getting back to the bathroom. I stare at him thinking is he serious. It must be showing in my face as he continues, “What? I have to get some clothes too.”
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Zero is my Vampire Knight
FanfictionChika has taken crap from everybody, nearly her whole life. Her dad thinks so low of her that he beats her up every night because of what she didn't do and none of the people at school will be her friend because they know about her. Everyday is a te...