Vampire Hetalia X Reader (Old Ver.)

Chapter 6: Incident at the Greenhouse

"Oh crap, where'd it go?" A week or so had passed since then which had passed fairly smoothly. Except your calendar was missing. You always kept it in the binder with everything else so how come it's the only thing missing? It is smaller, did it slip onto the floor somewhere? Or worse, outside on the grounds? *sigh* You trod off to class, already going to be late as it is. You'd ask Eliza during club activities later.

-time skip-

"You lost it? No sorry, I haven't seen it. Did you check lost and found?"

"There's a lost and found?"

She sighed, "You've been here almost a full month now. But I don't blame you. After all, Alfred did say he would show you the rest."

You thought back, then how you ended up falling asleep in front of Arthur.

"Oh wait, Arthur might've mentioned it."

"Arthur? Arthur Kirkland?"

"I believe that's his last name. Anyway, he told me some things too." You picked up your bag, "Don't worry, I'll find it okay. See you tonight!" You waved running into the school. Slowing your pace you tried remembering exactly where Arthur said it would be. I believe it was student something, near the library I think.

You ended up finding it, a small box in the student council room. Darn. Only scarves, notebooks, and a flower barrette. You sighed, headed back towards the dorm.

"Hey, _?"

"What's up Eliza?" You tugged off your shoes flopping into bed.

"I won't be at the club Thursday. I need to catch up on my studies. Sorry."

"That's fine. I think I know the ropes of it by now." You smiled.

Until then you had all your classes, homework and club duties like usual. All the plants minus the pumpkins were moved into the greenhouse. The roses were perennials so they'd reappear next spring like always.

You opened the greenhouse. Oh, that's right. You'd be by yourself today. Oh well, you don't particularly mind. You began watering the plants with the hose, the head set on a shower setting. Water pooled up on the concrete floor, the fan in the back barely turning, circulating warm air. You began humming your favorite song, immersed in the work.

Bang!

You jumped at the sudden sound.

"Eliza, is that you?" Maybe she forgot something.

You opened the wooden door when something grabbed your wrist tugging you forward. Before you even had time to yell your back slammed against the wooden wall, strong hands gripping your wrists.

"You!" You yelled, the silver haired peeping tom from earlier smirked before you.

He grinned, "I have a name you stupid girl." He speech was decorated with a heavy accent.

"Let go of me! What do you want?!"

He laughed obnoxiously, "Isn't it obvious? I vant YOU."

Your eyes widened as he grinned, pushing his body against you.

"No! I won't let you!"

He paused, his strange red eyes laughing, "You von't let me? You don't have a clue who you're speaking to girl." He gripped both your wrists in one of his hands, his breath hot on your neck.

He inhaled deeply, "Ahh. You smell like flowers."

The albino pressed his knee between your legs, his blue jeans ripped. A stray hand toyed with a lock of hair, pressing it against his nose.