CROSSED. A VAMPIRE KNIGHT//TOKYO GHOUL FANFICTION.

[31] 大阴茎

I woke up to a gentle breeze washing over my face, sunlight pouring in the room. I opened my eyes to see Moka standing out on her balcony in a weightless robe dancing with the wind.

'You're finally awake.' she muttered, tucking her hair behind her ear.

'Yeah, no shit. I feel like I've been dead for days.' I stretch my back as I sit up and realise I'm not wearing my school uniform, and I'm properly tucked into bed.

She laughed and turned around, the wind blowing her hair like a commercial as she leaned against the balcony sill. 'That's because you have. It's Monday.'

Shit really? Goddamn.

I look at the shirt I was wearing, tugging at the sleeve a little to try to pull the fabric down, the cuff luckily undid otherwise I think my hand might have just fallen off.

I looked up at Moka, and before I could even ask the question I had a slipper to the face, and a girl blushing furiously while curing me out.

'I didn't see anything okay! Pervert!' I don't think im the pervert here...

I pushed the blanket and other items off of me, lazily swinging my legs down and being greeted with my slippers already waiting for me.

I walked over to her, stepping out to the fresh breeze of late autumn washing over me. I looked out at the view, watching the birds fly and the trees sway. It was oddly serene if I could just forget the smell of all the vampires that lived here, assaulting my nose.

I looked up at the sun, shielding my eyes from its harsh blaze and realised it was set at not rising.

'Don't we have a class soon?' I muttered to myself.

'You can come with me, I've already had your uniform washed and ironed for you. It's over there.' I turned around to see where she was pointing, a small nightstand next to where I slept had my uniform sitting on top, folded neatly. Damn, that does beat the washing machine in the headmaster's house.

'What time is it anyway?' I mumbled, trying to gauge how much I should panic to get my uniform on.

'It's around five-thirty. We have plenty of time Akara-sama.' Moka said, prospering herself up on the balcony edge, kicking her feet around in the air. She grinned and spun around to the other side, her feet dangling off the edge, giggling.

'Someone seems happy.' she smiled at my words, gazing into the distance.

'I can taste your emotions, they're so happy and yet so sad.'

'That makes you happy?' I laughed out, slapping my knee.

'N-no! That's not what I mean! I was just thinking about the emotions you have towards the people you love, it's so strange Akara-sama.'

'What like you've never felt love before.' I laughed but her expression grimmed, the most subtle change but it made all the difference. 'Uh, sorry...'

'Don't worry about me.' she flashed a grin at me, perking back up as nothing had happened. I couldn't help but smile with her, it was contagious.

She swung back around and hopped off the balcony ledge, her bare feet not even touching the ground like the air made steps for her.

'So you're thing is air huh?' I asked, looking down at her.

'Took you long enough, why do you think the wind feels so nice here but looks like it is about to rip that tree out over there.' I looked at where she had jabbed her thumb, sure enough, there was a small oak who seemed to be fighting for its life against a gale of wind I couldn't feel.