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Love Game	By : ParisWriter Category: +S to Z > Vampire Knight Views: 1855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Chance Encounter
- 2-Truth or Dare?
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Chapter Two: Truth or Dare?
Fourteen Months Later...
An eruption of giggles could be heard coming from one of the rooms in the Sun Dorm, breaking the silence of the dark night. Someone make a shushing noise, and the laughter died down a bit but didn't completely subside until a few minutes had passed. Inside the room, six girls were seated in various positions on the beds and floor, their only source of light a few candles sitting on top of the desk of one of the room's occupants. What had started out as a late-night study session had quickly devolved into a night full of gossip and girl talk, and now they were deep in the midst of a game of Truth or Dare.
“Kara, it's your turn,” a girl with short black hair and thick glasses called from her spot on the floor next to the foot of the girl's bed. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” Kara immediately answered.
“No!” Shiori objected, shaking a finger at her. “You cannot choose truth again. I forbid it!”
“Why not?” Kara whined.
“You've been picking it all night, Kara,” pointed out another girl, a slightly overweight blonde.
“Yeah, have some guts!” the girl with glasses urged her. “Come on! Dare! Dare! Dare!”
The rest of the girls began to chant the word over and over, egging her on, and Kara hid behind Oinks in an attempt to ignore them so that they would stop. When their chanting only grew louder, she shushed them loudly again. They weren't supposed to still be up his late, and if Yuuki caught them they'd all be in trouble.
“Fine!” she finally agreed, tossing her stuffed pig aside. “Dare!”
“That's the spirit!” Shiori praised her, hopping off her own bed and over onto Kara's to give her an encouraging hug.
“What do I have to do?” Kara asked impatiently, just wanting to get the awkwardness over with. “Make out with Rin?”
“What?!” squeaked a tiny girl with dark braids, and she covered her mouth with one hand. “No! These lips belong to no one but Shiki!”
Kara chuckled at the girl's reaction. She was constantly talking about how she was saving herself for her crush, even going so far as to say she wouldn't get married unless it was to the auburn-haired Night Class student.
“No... I know the perfect thing,” Shiori purred, a wicked smile playing upon her lips as she placed an arm around Kara's shoulders. “I want you to break into the Moon Dorm.”
“You can't be serious?” Kara wondered even as the others were already clapping and voicing their approval of the dare, her green eyes growing wide.
“Oh, but I am serious,” Shiori told her with a laugh. “Weren't you just saying the other day that you wished you were more of a risk-taker? Well, now's your chance!”
“But... Breaking into the Night Class' dormitory? That's, like... One of the worst rules I could possibly break.”
“Rules are meant to be broken,” replied the final girl in the room: a tall brunette with a boyish figure who wasn't shy about the fact that her crush within the elusive Night Class was one of its female members – though she wouldn't reveal which one.
“Do you want me to go right now?” Kara asked, standing from her bed. “Fine.”
“No,” Shiori said, grasping her hand and pulling her back down with a shake of her head, her smile growing even bigger. “Now would be far too easy. All of them are at class. No... I want you to wait until first thing in the morning to go there. And to prove you did it, you have to bring something back with you from one of their rooms.”
“Do you seriously want me to get caught?” Kara asked, gaping at her. “I thought you wanted me to avoid getting kicked out of this school.”
“Please,” the brunette scoffed, pushing off from the wall she was leaning against and going over to sit on the end of Shiori's bed. “You're a model student, Kara. You've never even been given a warning before. You'd only get a slap on the wrist, since it would be your first violation of the rules.”
“Plus, you're smart and good with words,” Rin added. “You could easily think up some sort of plausible-sounding excuse for being there.”
“Rin and Meg are right,” Shiori said, taking one of Kara's hands and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “If you get caught, you won't get thrown out of school, and you could probably talk your way out of getting into any trouble at all if you try. So you're going, and that's that.”
“Fine,” Kara spat, resigning herself to her fate. “Whose room do I need to get something from? Kain?”
“Nope.”
Kara raised a curious eyebrow at Shiori's response. She was sure her best friend would use this opportunity to get her hands on something belonging to the tall, stoic member of the Night Class who she so adored.
“Aidou,” Shiori stated with a wicked gleam in her dark eyes.
“No,” Kara protested, shaking her head. “No way!”
“Oh, yes,” agreed the chubby blonde, bouncing excitedly and clapping her hands. “Good idea, Shiori!”
“Thank you, Danielle,” Shiori replied, bowing slightly toward her.
“No!” Kara repeated, her voice rising in pitch and sounding like a terrified little girl.
“Why not?”
“You know why not, Shiori! Every time I see him, I freeze up!”
“So don't get caught,” Meg remarked with a smirk. Kara simply kept shaking her head. Shiori sighed and stood up, placing her hands on her hips in an authoritative stance.
“Who here agrees that Kara should break into Aidou's room and steal one of his possessions? Hands?”
All of the girls raised their hands in the air, save for Kara and the girl with the glasses.
“Thank you, Juni,” Kara said, gesturing toward her. “See? Juni agrees with me that this is a bad idea.”
“Actually, the only reason I didn't raise my hand is because I would rather you steal something from Kuran-senpai's room.”
“Aww, Juni,” Shiori cooed, lowering her hand and going over to kneel in front of the other girl. “I know you like him and you think you're too shy for him to ever notice you, but this dare is specially tailored for Kara. We all know she's got a thing for Aidou, and this is the only way she's ever going to get over her fear of facing him.”
“You're making me sound like some sort of socially inept recluse or something,” Kara protested, crossing her arms over her chest.
“That's why you need to do this dare,” Shiori told her, then held up a hand to silence her when she opened her mouth to protest again. “No more arguments, Kara. You are doing this, like it or not.”

Kara swore under her breath as she walked toward the Moon Dorm, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. It was far too early to be up and about, especially considering the fact that she hadn't gotten to bed until sometime after two in the morning. She still couldn't believe she'd let Shiori more or less bully her into doing what she was about to do.
“Friends push each other when necessary,” Shiori had told her before she made her way out of their room. “You wanted to be braver and take more risks, and I'm going to make sure you do that.”
“Thanks a lot, Shiori,” she muttered as she started at the building before her, the dormitory where the Night Class students made their home at Cross Acedemy.
With a sigh, she tossed her bag into the grass and approached the nearest window. Closing her eyes, she took a few deep breaths to steady herself before reaching up and attempting to hoist herself into a better position for looking in. She knew she didn't stand a chance of successfully walking in through the front door, so she would have to get into the building however she could and the window seemed as good an entry point as any.
“Err, are you alright?”
Kara froze at the sound of the voice and glanced briefly over her shoulder to look at the person addressing her, finding a girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes watching her with a curious look on her face. She was another Day Class student, judging by the uniform she was wearing, but she didn't seem at all familiar.
“I'm fine,” Kara assured her, turning back to the window. “I just can’t see inside very well – they put these windows in so high!”
The girl didn't need to know that she was actually trying to do more than simply look inside. It would be better for both of them, in fact, if this girl remained totally oblivious to what she'd been planning on doing.
“Is the building locked then?” the girl asked, and Kara didn't miss the note of disappointment in her voice.
“No, everywhere’s still open of course,” she informed her, part of her wishing the girl would just go away so she could get her stupid dare over with. She wasn't the sort of person to tell somebody off, though, so she merely continued to gaze at the window, pretending to look inside as she felt around the bottom frame to judge whether or not it was painted shut.
“Um... Why don’t you just go round the front then? I’m guessing you wanna get inside?”
Kara's head snapped around at the girl's accurate interpretation of the situation. Her heart began racing in her chest, fear gripping at her. If this girl went to the headmaster and told him what she'd been doing, she was sure she'd get in trouble – despite all of her friends' assurances that she'd get away with merely a light punishment.
“Because we’re not allowed inside,” she answered the girl's question, thinking maybe perhaps she was new and didn't yet know the way things worked around the school. Her being new would account for why Kara couldn't place her face. “Why else?”
The girl's facial expression just grew even more confused. “Nobody told me we weren’t allowed...”
“You must be new here,” Kara voiced her thoughts, lowering herself to the ground and letting go of the window ledge.
“Yeah, I just started this week,” the girl admitted.
Kara vaguely recalled overhearing one of the teachers of the Night Class students gushing about his daughter, who was supposed to be transferring into the Day Class sometime that week. Since transfers didn't regularly happen at Cross Academy, that could only mean this girl was the daughter he had been speaking of.
“So you're Mr. Harima's daughter, then,” she said once the realization had finally set in.
“Err, yeah,” the girl replied, looking very uncomfortable. Kara felt a bit sorry for her. It couldn't be easy having a father like that, who would brag openly about you to the point where complete strangers know about you before you even meet them.
“My name’s Tamashi,” the girl introduced herself, “but everyone just calls me Harry.”
This was beyond perfect. Her father was a not only a member of the faculty, but he taught the Night Class. That meant she could probably get into the Moon Dorm without much trouble. Kara hated to use her like that, but she new that if she didn't complete her objective Shiori and the others would give her hell about it. Normally, she would just deal with that, but she had a major test coming up in one of her classes and she really didn't need their constant nagging distracting her.
“Well no wonder nobody said you weren’t allowed in here!” she exclaimed, unable to hide her excitement at her sudden good fortune. “You must get special treatment since your dad’s a teacher.”
She grabbed her bag where she had tossed it onto the grass and went over to Harry, holding her hand out in greeting. “I'm Kara, by the way – Kara Tsukiyama.”
“Oh, nice to meet you,” Harry said, hesitating a beat before shaking her hand. She then pointed toward the front gate leading toward the Moon Dorm and nodded her head in that general direction.
“So... Did you want to come in with me, then?” she offered, and Kara seamed at her and nodded.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind! Let’s go!”
She linked her arm through Harry's and practically dragged the poor girl over to the entrance of the dorm, grinning like a fool. Here she thought this was going to be a difficult thing to accomplish, but it seemed fate was smiling down upon her. She slowed in her steps when they approached the grim-looking guard seated just inside the gate, but didn't stop – and she was pleasantly surprised when he didn't even try to stop them.
Almost there, she thought to herself as they approached the front doors of the elegant building before them. Then all I have to do is get up to Aidou's room, grab the first thing I can find, and get the hell out. Harry will just have to fend for herself after that.
She had to bite her tongue to keep from wincing at that thought. The girl was new and seemed a bit clueless, and she was going to leave her alone in the Night Class dorm? Granted, the student who lived there hadn't ever shown her a reason to think they were dangerous... but if her theory about them was correct, then anything was possible.
“Well, that was easier than I though it would be,” Kara remarked when she tried the door and found it unlocked. The two of them wandered into the main foyer of the building and she couldn't help but stare in awe. It was probably the most beautiful place she had ever seen, certainly much fancier than the dorms where the Day Class students lived.
“You know... I’ve never actually been in here before,” she said after a moment, wondering exactly where she would find the room she was looking for.
“Oh... So I take it you won’t know where the library is then?” Harry asked her, disappointed.
“The library?” Kara repeated with a small laugh. “Is that what you’re here for?”
“Yeah... Why?” Harry said, blinking in confusion. “Is that weird?”
Kara made a mental note to introduce her to Juni. She seemed like the sort of shy bookworm type who would easily get along with her quietest friend.
“No, it's not weird,” Kara assured her. “It's just... Well... I guess I thought you’d be here to see someone.”
“Like who?” Harry wondered. “You mean my dad?”
“Are you serious? You’re really not here to see any of the guys?” Kara tried not to laugh, but she couldn't help herself. Any other girl would have already raced off in search of their favorite guy from the Night Class. Not this girl. It was a refreshing change, but she was still new. In a few months' time, she'd probably be no better than the majority of the other girls in the Day Class – obsessively stalking whichever guy managed to catch her fancy.
“Well I don’t really know anyone in the Night Class,” Harry replied, and the completely lost look on her face made Kara feel sorry for having laughed at her. She cleared her throat a bit, bringing her laughter back under control, and offered the other girl a friendly smile.
“I’m so sorry, that was really rude of me,” she apologized. “I didn’t mean to laugh, it’s just... Well, most girls try to get in here just to see the Night Class boys. I take it you haven't seen them around, yet?”
“Yeah, I’ve seen a couple of them already,” Harry replied, still looking confused.
“And you don’t have a favorite already?” she asked, in return, starting to also feel a bit confused. Either this girl was even more of a bookish go-getter than Juni, or perhaps she preferred the fairer sex like Megumi. Or maybe she just hadn't met the right member of the Night Class to properly draw her attention.
“Um, should I?” Harry wondered, fidgeting a bit. “I don’t really know any of them yet.”
Oh, you will... Trust me, Kara thought, another laugh escaping her.
“You’re really something else!” she told her, shaking her head in wonder at the girl's innocent cluelessness. “So you honestly just want to see the library?”
“Honestly,” Harry replied with a single nod of her head.
“In that case I’ll help you find it!” Kara offered, figuring she could just as easily swipe something from the library and simply claim it had come from Aidou's room. Her friends would never know the difference.
“Oh, that’s okay. You don’t have to,” Harry protested.
“No, I insist!” Kara told her, gently grasping her arm and leading her along toward the nearest set of stairs. “Come on, let’s try up this way.”
They went up the stairs, and Kara could hear her heartbeat reverberating in her ears. They were actually in the Night Class' dorm. Any second, one of them could step out in front of them and they'd be caught... and then what? Would they simply be asked to leave? Be taken to the headmaster's office for proper punishment according to the school's rules? Or would the Night Class students take the punishment into their own hands, instead?
“I don’t think this is it,” Harry commented, and Kara stopped mid-stride and finally took a good look around. They were now standing on a hallway lined on either side with identical doors doors and what appeared to be candelabras on the walls. The carpet was thick and luxurious, and Kara could only imagine how soft it would feel under her bare feet.
“I think you’re right...” she said after a moment, suddenly realizing that they had wandered right up to the rooms where the Night Class students slept. Behind one of those doors was the room of the one person in the world whose eyes always captivated her to the point she couldn't speak whenever she saw him. Even just thinking about him was making her start to feel a bit frozen in place.
“Let’s go back down and try the other stairs,” Harry suggested. “We’ll probably just get lost up here.”
“Yeah... Okay...”
Kara allowed Harry to take the lead and followed her back to the top of the stairs. They had just started their decent when she heard the distinct sound of a door opening behind them, followed by an all-too-familiar voice.
“I thought I heard someone out here! But I didn’t expect to find two lovely girls waiting for me!”
Kara drew in a sharp breath and turned around to face him, remembering how Shiori had told her she needed to face her fears in order to get over them. It wasn't that he frightened her, though – it was more like she felt intimidated by him. He was good-looking, and he knew it. Better than half the girls in the Day Class vied for his attention on a daily basis, many of them much prettier than she was. Still, she hadn't forgotten about that first day she'd seen him. It was silly to think that smile had been just for her, knowing the sort of person he was, but she still couldn't help holding onto that hope that he might one day notice her again.
Aidou was already dressed for bed, and his pale blue pajamas only served to further accentuate the color of his eyes. His blonde hair was messier than usual, especially on one side, but even in its current state Kara's fingers itched to be run through those soft tresses.
She only half heard Harry's apology for their intrusion, her focus fixed only upon him. She wanted to voice her own apology to him, but she couldn't form the words. She couldn't even move. He smiled at them, waving the apology off, and she felt like her head was spinning. Her blood was rushing in her ears, and she was fully aware that her face had likely turned as red as Shiori's hair. And when Aidou walked up to her and put his arm around her shoulders... she thought she might die right then and there.
“Don’t be silly,” she heard him saying to Harry in response to some sort of comment she had made about a nurse. “There’s no cure for love!”
The way he said that one word nearly sent her swooning to the floor. She tried to focus once more on her surroundings, on the conversation taking place right in front of her, but she couldn't stop staring at him. The next thing she knew, she was being led in the direction of the room he had come out of.
This was it. She was about to be in the room of the boy she'd had a crush on since her first day at Cross Academy. She needed to pull herself together so she didn't forget to grab something of his to take with her before she left, but just knowing that he was going to be in the room with her was making it hard to breathe, let alone plot what was technically a robbery.
“Hanabusa, what are you doing?”
Another male voice called from the other end of the hallway and Kara managed to turn her gaze from Aidou to find Ichijou watching them with his arms folded over his chest. The next thing she knew, she was being pulled away from Aidou by Harry. Once she was out from under his arm, her head began to clear.
“It’s okay, I can go to the, um... nurse by myself,” she said once she found her voice, guessing that they had been previously discussing taking her there. She was desperate to get out of there as soon as possible, before whatever spell it was Aidou had over her took effect once again.
“You came here to check out the library, remember?” she reminded Harry.
“Oh... Yeah, right,” Harry said, apparently having actually forgotten her original reason for being there.
Harry and Ichijou exchanged a few words with one another regarding the library, but Kara didn't really pay attention to what was being said. She was painfully aware of Aidou's gaze still lingering upon her, and had to force herself not to look up into his eyes. Instead, she pretended to check in her bag for something.
“Look, uh... I’ll catch you later, Harry,” she told the other girl once she finally felt like she would be able to get out of there without losing her footing and tumbling down the stairs. Without waiting for a response from any of them, she quickly took off, pausing only for a second to swipe the first nick-nack she came to from a small table in the foyer. After all, she still needed something to prove she'd been there.
She had no idea that Aidou's eyes were still upon her, even as the front door closed behind her, the wheels in his head already turning.
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