History always has interested (y/n). So being part of the part of the AP history course is very exciting to her. Entering the classroom, she sees Vincent erasing the white board. The room has a dark color scheme with some bright red throughout the small area.
"There is no seating chart in this class, (y/n)," Vincent states causing (y/n) to jump a little. His dark red eyes looks at her, a hint of familiarity gleaming in them.
(y/n) grabs the seat closest to the board, "Hello, (y/n)."
Turning as she groans sees the speaker, "Good day, Lena." The red hair and green eyes girl gives her a look that could burn a hole through titanium.
"Sinclair, respect your classmates," Vincent's glare that he gives Lena puts an end to the confrontation. More students pour into the room until the bell rings, "This is the AP junior history. The size of this class is small so if you break the rules of the classroom I will know."
(y/n) looks around to see 10 other students, 'The size of this class is incredible.' Vincent hands her a paper that explains the rules, 'Just the standard stuff. Wait ... is that a rule about garlic,' Chuckling slightly, (y/n) smiles at the paper. The rumors of Vincent being a vampire grew so out of control at one point that they had to ban garlic in the school.
The classroom phone starts to ring and Vincent picks it up. He listens of a few seconds until he hangs up, "I have to go help a teacher. (y/n), your in charge."
(y/n) sighs as she looks at Vincent, "Okay, Mr. Valentine."
As soon as he leaves the room, Lena gets out of her seat, "How is it that you the favorite student for a man like Mr. Valentine?"
"Sit down, Lena," responds (y/n).
Lena then pushes (y/n) out of her seat. (y/n) falls to the ground and feels her stitches start to tear. "Lena, stop this now."
"Your less than human, (y/n). I don't have to listen to you," Lena taunts.
Bloods pours out of the wound, "Alex, your in charge of the class."
He looks at (y/n), "Your bleeding!"
"I have to go to the nurse," She says a the door opens revealing Vincent.
"What happened?" He scowls. Looking towards (y/n) his gaze softens, "(y/n), go the nurse. The work and notes will be brought to you by Kairi."
Vincent turns to unleash a silent fury upon the students, but Alex speaks up, "We need to get her to an hospital."
(y/n) smiles, "Our nurse is more talented than you think."
She walks out the door of the classroom and continues down the hallway. At the intersection, next to the nurse's office she sees Cain. Waving with one hand, the other covering the wound, she gains his attention, "A little help."
Looking at her, he sighs moving to help her into his office, "Always getting hurt aren't you."
"If your looking someone to blame, look at the world," she lies down into the couch.
"Don't get blood on there! It was a pain to get out last time!" He exclaims. She shifts her body to avoid blood spilling on the furniture. "Let me guess what happened. The wound from the hound reopened when someone did pushed you."
He bends down and coaxes her shirt off, "Hit the nail on the head."
Noting the size of the gash, he groans, "I don't get payed enough for this."
He touches the surrounding area, causing (y/n) to gasp, "Well, if I went to Vexen with this, I'm not sure I'd make it out alive."
"Please try not to make much noise, (y/n). I'd hate for the peverts in the office to get any fun ideas," he smiles slightly at her.
"Not sure if I'm going to be able to do-," he gabs her stomach, "THAT if you keep probing me."
"Stay silent or cloth in your mouth? Your choice," he smirks at her.
"You enjoy this don't you. The cloth, okay. Hope your happy," she growls out.
"Very," He moves behind her to tie the pure white cloth around her mouth to gag (y/n).
(y/n) looks to the window on the door her eyes widening in shock. Pointing to the door, the black haired man turns to sees Xemnas, the school principal looking into the room, eyes bugging out. "I'll handle this," Cain frowns. Walking up to the door, he pulls the blind over the window.
"The rumors are going to be a problem. You know how Xemnas likes to gossip," He reminds her. The only thing (y/n) could do is glare, "Fine! I'll tell Xemnas what was going on."
Cain begins to work. First, he cleans the wound. Next, the stitches are removed. Biting the cloth in pain, she fights the urge to scream. The final step is restitching the gash. (y/n) against her will, screams into the cloth during this step and promptly faints from the pain.
The bell rings, signaling the end of the school day a hour and a half earlier. (y/n) eye's blink as she stares into the light. "I see your finally awake. Kairi dropped off your papers for class," Cain smiles at her.
(y/n) looks around to find a shirt to put on, "Cain," her voice quivers, "Where's my shirt?"
He stares at her for a second until it finally registers, "Oh. That may be a problem."
"What happened?"
"It got caked in blood and it got thrown into the trash by someone," His midnight black eye shine.
"Are you telling me, my shirt is trashed so I have no top?" She deadpans. Mumbling to herself, (y/n) says, "Dante is going to get a kick out of this."
He tosses her a white button up, "Wear this."
"You realize how scandalous that looks?"
"Better than you walking around without a shirt," He smirks to himself.
"Cain, if you don't wipe that smirk off your face I'm afraid you may have to stitch yourself up," She says in a sickly sweet tone.
(y/n)'s phone starts to ring and Cain hands it to her, "(y/n) speaking,"
"Hey, darling. How are you doing?" The voice of Cindy says.
"I'm fine. Is the car ready?"
"Yep, that is why I was calling," she responds to (y/n)'s question.
"Your a lifesaver, Cindy," (y/n) replies.
"Ah, sweets. Your to kind. Paw paw wants me to remind you that it is going to cost a lot of money," (y/n) is informed.
"Thanks again. Bye," (y/n) hangs up after Cindy said her farewell.
Cain looks at her, "Car troubles?"
"Dante troubles. That man has cost me so much money," she grits her teeth.
"That would be the Dante we all know and love," Cain sighs sarcastically.
"Not sure if I love him. He owes the two of us way to much money," (y/n) groans.
"Also owes Lady and Trish, too."
"I am very aware of that," (y/n) says as she glances at her phone. 'Crap! It's 5:15.'
Looking at Cain, (y/n) sighs, "I have to get a ride to the car shop."
"How do you plan on doing that?"
"I'll call someone," (y/n) looks at the mirror as she puts the button up on.
"I'm sure the sports kids need you more than me right now. Have a good day, Mr. Hanes," (y/n) opens the door to leave the nurse's office.
Kids stare at (y/n) as she leaves the office, looking at the shirt on her. 'If anyone brings up the shirt, may Ifiurt strike me down,' she thinks to herself. Sitting down on the bench in front of the school, (y/n) once again pulls out the phone. Opening up contacts, (y/n) looks down the list and spots a few possible people. Her finger taps the screen to call a close friend.
END OF CHAPTER 5
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Crisp Leaves (KH/FF Fanfiction-High school Reader Insert)
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