Bloody Cravings (ohshc)

Chapter 4

I slowly walked to the door, opening it with a face of disgust. Kyoya pushed up his glasses and walked in.

"Lets just get this over with." I say, closing the door.

"Nice to see you too." He sits on the couch, pulling out the paper.

"I don't get why I'm helping you with this. One, I don't exactly enjoy your company. Two, German is an easy language."

"Maybe it's easy for a girl who has to learn a new language every time she flees a country." I glare at him.

"How do you know about that?" I cross my arms and sit next to him.

"I did a little more research." He puts his hand on my leg, causing me to smack it away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? Remember, I can snap any bone in your body and make you think you did it. So unless you want that to happen, don't touch me." He looks a little taken back and pushes up his glasses.

"A-Anyway let's get started. Wait how much do you actually know?"

"Everything except big words that no uses. "

"You know the words for edibles?"

"Wasser, kuchen, kekse."

"I know the first one was water but what are the others?"

" Kekse means cookies, and the other one was cake." He starts noting what I tell him. Closing my eyes, I rub my temples. Kyoya moved closer to me.

"Are you all right?"

---Kyoyas P.O.V.---

My eyes widen and I grab her hand.

"Kyoya I already told you. Don-" She looks at her hand. The tips of her fingers are grey and cracked. Groaning, she walks to the kitchen and grabs a blood bag.

---Willow P.O.V.---

I sit back down next to Kyoya and quickly drank it all. My fingers quickly turn back to normal.

"Anyway, back to work." He stands up, retrieving his work.

"Actually," He pushes up his. "I think I should be going." I smile and clap like a young child. He rolled his eyes.

As he leaves, I sit down and stretch. My feet rest on the table and I notice something underneath. It was Kyoyas book.

I sit up and reach for the black book. Smirking, I quickly open it, looking for any writing about me.

'September 21'

'Willow Tremaine...'

"Blah blah blah." I skip through all the basic information.

'Beautiful girl... she doesn't chase me, which is different. I can't say I have a thing for her, but I can't say I don't. She's a commoner through...but a beautiful one. The things I'd like to do to her.' I scream and throw the book.

Running out side, I lean over the railing and projectile vomit over it, covering flowers that belong to my downstairs neighbor.

I wipe my mouth and rush inside as I hear my neighbor scream.

---Next Day After Host Club---

I walk up to Kyoya, and dig around in my bag for the new black book I got him.

"Here, I got you a new book." I hand it to him. "You left it at my house and we had a small kitchen fire, so I bought you another."

"House fire? Was there much damage?"

"Only damage was your book..." I say quickly.

---Last Night---

Sitting on the couch, I keep looking at that damn book.

"Damn it!" I stand up and grab it.

"Willow, everything alright?" I ignore him and grab a tiny box of matches.i throw satans book in the sink and light a match. "Whoah whoah whoah! What the hell are you doing!?"

I throw the match in and sigh in relief. Stefan runs to get a fire extinguisher as my heart starts to race, knowing the fire might spread.

"Stefan!" He runs in and puts the fire out, yelling. When it's out, I grab an oven mitt and pick up the book.

"Are you stupid!? You could've burned down the apartment!"

"And I didn't, so calm down. Besides, I did it for a good reason." He glares at me.

---Present Time---

I nervously laugh. Everyone starts walking out of the room, including me.

"Willow, could you stay here for a little bit?" I groan and walk back in.

"What the hell do you want, Kyoya?" I grind my teeth.

"Tomorrow night, were hosting an medieval themed dance, and it needs to be set up by tonight. I need your help."

"So why didn't you have the others help. It's probably because you like me or something, right? Want me all to yourself?" I say, smirking. He rolls his eyes.

"You have the speed and strength to do it by yourself, so you aught be lucky I'm helping."

"Yay?" I roll my eyes.

"Will you just help me...bitch?" The last part he said very quiet.

"Ugh fine. Oh and I heard that dick head." We start towards the ballroom in silence. I smile and stick my foot out in front of him, causing him to trip. He groans and gets up as I keep walking.

"I hate you..." He glares at me.

"The feeling is mutual." I smile. My phone starts ringing; I lean against a pillar and answer. "Hello?" Kyoya stops and stares at me.

---Kyoya P.O.V.---

I wonder if Willow knows she can walk and talk. Looking at her, I motion her to keep walking, but she puts her finger up.

"Can't this wait, Stefan?" She said rolling her eyes. Smiling, she hangs up.

"Everything alright?" We start walking again. She doesn't answer, causing me to look over at her. She laughs at what I'm guessing is a text. "Willow." I say, snapping my fingers at her.

"What?!" She snaps.

"Is everything alright at home?" The glare she shot at me made me feel cold all of the sudden.

"Yeah, why do you care?" I roll my eyes and keep walking.

When we got to the ballroom I handed her large, crimson drapes.

"Why the red curtains?" I sigh and push up my glasses.

"One, they're crimson, not just-"

"They're red, Kyoya." She smiles. "Continue."

"Two, I want you to take those yellow ones down and put these up." She gives me a blank stare.

"And how am I supposed to do the exactly?"

"Aren't vampires supposed to be able to fly." Ignoring my question, she grabs a latter and sets it up. "Be careful." She smiles.

"Don't tell me what to do."

I watch her as she switches the curtains out. The ladder starts to sway.

"Willow..."

"What do you want, Kyo-" Her foot slips from the ladder and falls from the top. I rush over and catch her right in time. My heart starts racing as I look down at her.

She looks up at me and stands up, pushing me away.

"I didn't need you to save me!" She snapped.

"Wil, you could've gotten seriously hurt." I put my hand on her shoulder, but she smacks it away.

"No I wouldn't have! Don't call me 'Wil' like we're friends!" She storms away, stopping at the door way. "And be lucky I didn't break your wrist." I sit down as she walks out.