So, I just realised that after a couple of chapters, I gave up on giving them chapter names - do you guys prefer chapter names or not? Or do you not care? :P
Okay, I'll let you get the story.~~~
When I opened my eyes again, the room looked the same. Dark-lit, with the lights turned off. The only difference was that the bed opposite me was empty. Getting up slowly, I clambered onto my knees, shivering slightly at the cooler temperature outside the sheets. Sitting on the bed, I glanced around the room, checking for Zero.
His bed was rumpled and messy, but definitely empty. The bathroom door was wide open, and from the limited view I had of its inside, it was empty.
Unless Zero had gone and plastered himself on the mirror, of course.
Shuffling off the side of the bed, I let myself stretch, yawning slightly. It had been a comfortable bed, and a good sleep. Now what to do?
Get dressed, habit told me. Picking up my bag, I delved inside to pull out all the clothes I had brought with me. Along with my grimy clothes from yesterday (wrapped in a plastic bag I had found in the bathroom), there were two pairs of jeans and a t-shirt, and some underwear. A very extensive wardrobe.
Randomly picking up a pair of jeans, I tugged them on, underneath the dress I was wearing. Stripping off the dress next, and tossing it on the bed, I reached for the shirt.
Click. The sound of the door opening made me freeze, and I heard an unmistakable voice swear out loud before the door slammed shut again.
Oh.
Immediately jolted into action, I threw on the rest of my clothes in a hurry. Picking up my bag, I stuffed the other clothes inside roughly, wanting nothing but to flee from the headquarters and get away from the embarrassment.
Just as I rushed to the door, the door opened suddenly, hitting me hard in the face. The impact knocked me backwards, and sent me reeling.
Looking up, I met Zero's pale purple ones with a glare. My face throbbed with pain, particularly the nose and forehead.
"I thought you left," I snapped, feeling angry at myself for being such a nonsensical person. Getting all flustered just because some guy saw my back and then tried to run away in shame.
"I didn't," Zero muttered, holding a phone to my face. "Phone for you."
"Huh?" The thought of someone calling me replaced my anger with surprise. Taking the phone, I held it to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Saki?" The voice was deep and reminded me of gravel.
"Yagari?"
"Only one," he replied briefly. "Are you still at the association?"
"Yeah," I replied, sneaking a glance at Zero who was leaning against the doorway, looking uninterested.
"I'll pick you up," Yagari decided, and I heard the rustle of movement as Yagari began to do something. "Meet me outside the headquarters."
"Ok," I responded, with nothing else to say. Without another word, the phone clicked and began beeping.
No goodbye, huh?
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As Zero tossed me over his shoulder once again, I couldn't help but think that it was a very effective method of deterring vampires from entering the association, if they were going to have to be picked up by a grumpy hunter.
Something clicked, as I remembered something else that happened.
"That time when Kaname came, how did he get in here?" I blurted out, remembering when Kaname had turned up outside Kaien's office, the night Yagari and I returned from investigating Shina's disappearance.
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The Knight's Hunter
FanfictionWhat do you call a kangaroo and a sheep? A woolly jumper? What do you get when the chicken crosses the road? A chicken crossing the road. And what do you get when a revolution rises from the ranks of the vampires? A hell of trouble It's been two yea...