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"SATORU? SATORU!" THE FEMALE Screams with a desperate voice, her hand reaching to the white haired man who stands in the middle of the crowd.
A gasp leaves her lips and she sits up on the bed, her heart beating rapidly. Frowning, she puts her hand on her chest and feels how her heart is pounding rapidly. She gulps, her throat feeling dry.
After a few seconds she hears hasty footsteps and the light gets turned on. "Nekura? Is everything okay?" Satoru asks calmly with a hint of worry in his blue eyes, which are fully exposed in their beauty. His white hair is messy and his smooth voice has a deep and tired tone. "I heard your voice."
He approaches the woman and sits down next to her on the sofa, eyeing her expression with his shiny blue orbs.
The female runs a hand through her dark brown hair as she sighs, wiping a tear away from her cheek. Her hazel eyes look up into his, her gaze explaining more than thousand words ever could.
"Just a nightmare." she mumbles softly and looks away, trying not to look weak or vulnerable in front of him. However, she doesn't need to keep this facade on as he already understands how she feels. Tomorrow is the day she's going to face her brother again, many things must be stressing her out at this moment.
He puts his hand below her chin gently and turns her head into his direction, forcing her to look into his eyes again. A small smile creeps up on his lips. "You do not have to worry about anything."
The brown haired director looked at the sorcerer and the vampire, his expression serious and firm. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and sighed, fixing his glasses.
"We found out that Akito is still able to live because of Suguru Geto's cursed energy." he started to explain, his loud voice echoed in the walls of his dim lighted office.
"Apparently, Suguru has killed Akito years ago and is now in the control of his life. Thus Akito works together with him." he spoke, slowly standing up from his seat. "We have to lift the cursed energy from him and he'll die instantly." His gaze shifted to the female, whose expression was serious, cold as well as thoughtful.
"I'm okay. It's.. it's not like that." Nekura utters calmly, playing with the button of her pajama sleeve. The man looks at her the whole time, trying to understand her mess of thoughts.
He pulls his hand away from her chin, placing it on his thigh as he leans closer to her face. His expression stays serious and curious, a hint of worry is in his blue eyes, which shine in the dim light of his living room. "What is it then? It's not usual for you to call out my name while sleeping."
She puts a hand on her cheek, feeling slightly embarrassed by the fact that she has talked in her sleep, loud enough to be heard from his bedroom. A shaky sigh escapes her parted lips as she bites her lower lip in frustration and nervousness.
"I," she begins hesitantly, feeling the urge to just disappear as she never talks about her feelings in general, "I just don't want to loose you, okay? Are you happy now?" she utters in irritation and looks away, a slight blush on her cheeks. "I know I'm a vampire, a monster, but-"
He cuts her off with an amused and lighthearted laugh, causing her to look up into his eyes again. She glares at him with flushed cheeks while he just keeps laughing with pure joy. "I don't fucking care!" he says below his chuckle as he slowly calms down, taking her hand in his and pulling it to his cheek. "I don't care what you are. Nor do I care about the higher ups." he speaks casually with a cheeky grin. "I am going to kill them sometime anyway."
She raises her brows in surprise, her eyes darting over his face and taking in every detail of his handsomeness.
"I bet you feel embarrassed now, don't you?" he teases her, leaning closer to her face and cupping her cheek with his free hand. "You have never opened up to someone like this, right?" He strokes her soft cheek, causing her to feel tingly below her skin. She takes a deep breath, inhaling his masculine scent.
"Yeah, whatever." she murmurs frustratedly with a blush, feeling uneasy at the fact that she just opened up to him. She has never experienced something like this as her family only used to abuse or manipulate her. It's such a new feeling to her that it scares her as well. What if he uses this for his advantage? she thinks to herself, this being the first thought that comes up into her mind instead of a Wow, I feel better.
He takes notice of her uncomfortableness but instead of saying something, he just pulls her into a tight hug. He feels her cold body in his arms while she feels the radiating warmth of his. She takes a deep breath and hugs him back, the closeness sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. Their hearts beat in unison, as if made for each other. It's like this hug blows all her worries away with one puff, spreading an indescribable feeling of happiness through her veins.
"You'll kill your brother, Nekura." Yaga said seriously, his brown eyes locking with her hazel ones.
"With the power of the melody." he spoke. "The melody of the flute."
