Yuri stormed out of the entrance; she had been crying, her heart in a loop of dismay and depression from her first day joining the Sakamakis in their education. Her heart ached terribly as she could find no reason why, in fact, she wasn't entirely aware of where or how she would find her way home. Of course, as she frenzied her way down the sidewalk and out of the front entrance of the elite academy, she began to feel slightly dizzy.

Yuri didn't make it but a hundred feet or so before she collapsed into the road; her knees were skinned, and her head felt overly heavy as a migraine seemed to come on. "Oh no, oh no, oh no," she seemed to murmur to herself as she recoiled in pain.

"My head, my legs, I'm so heavy, God help me..." Her voice cracked in pain, hazily looking about the area. "O-oh God..." She muttered weakly, looking upwards into the moon as she attempted to raise herself from the concrete. "R-Reiji will find me if I don't get up."

Yuri looked out towards the school's entrance; the gate had closed and locked itself shut, and Yuri was overtly exhausted. She began to remember Elise, trying to disregard her pain. "G-get up..." She tried telling herself, and for a moment, Yuri seemed to catch sight of something up in the distance. As it made itself known coming closer, Yuri felt her heart sink into her chest.

She struggled upwards, somehow by the grace of God she accredited. Yuri stumbled off the road and into the grass and line of trees off the side. She felt terribly exhausted by now, and her eyes caught sight of an empty railway. Thus, she finally allowed herself to collapse into the grassy sidewalks of the way. She hoped the figure wouldn't see her now, but she was sadly mistaken...

"Why have you run away from school, hm?" Yuri combed back through her memory; what was his name? His skin was a ghost white shade, seemingly that of a porcelain tea tray. Yuri rubbed her eyes and was clueless to her rather disoriented character. She barely could make out the mauve strands of hair crossing over his forehead.

"I'm sick...I need to go home," Yuri whispered with a hazy look.

Kanato. That was his name, Yuri began to remember the brothers using it at the dinner table. He was far shorter than his kin, and Yuri took observation of his insomniac appearance and had a hard time tracing it back to his brothers.

"I see, you're one of those girls," Kanato seemed to practically sneer beneath his breath. "Most of the girls here are anemic, Teddy can tell you that," Kanato perched himself down at Yuri's level; he caught the stench of blood and Yuri felt herself cower away from him. She'd forgotten he was vampiric..

"Kanato...?" Yuri immediately longed to shift his attention from her bleeding knees, yet he would have none of it.

"You stupid girl, your knees are bleeding like a corpse, you've done this to capture Teddy and I's attention," Kanato gleamed happily as he brushed his fingers upon her knees. "I'll sink my teeth into those pretty little knees of yours now..."

It was a flash of weakness that prohibited Yuri from resisting; she fell backwards into the grass, laying there with a dazed expression when Kanato pierced and severed his fangs through her knee. It hardly hurt, really, probably because her pain was in such a euphoric state when he did it. He made her adrenaline begin to pump, and it was stronger than any kind if drug she could use to stop his canine teeth from piercing through her skin.

Kanato sucked her skin raw; it burned for a moment when they pushed through her outer layer of skin and soaked up the blood like the sand on a seashore. Yuri simply gazed affectionately up to the night sky, her thoughts flurrying. She hadn't a reason the resist to him, so she sank.

"Teddy and I like a woman who submits to us," he began, pulling away from her. "Now have you got anything to say?" Kanato looked down towards Yuri, who at the moment was laying there feeling terribly melancholy. Her throat seemed to asphyxiate her to the point she was beginning to lose consciousness.

"Where's Reiji..?" She muttered quietly to herself, her wrists shaking and buckling her arms into place. Kanato frowned and became greatly miffed towards her.

"Where's Reiji? That's all you have to say to us? You bitch!" He shouted, and momentarily, Yuri screamed loudly as the boy grabbed her throat. "You honestly believe he cares for you?"

Yuri shook her head as she could do nothing more than cry. "I-I don't like him..!!" She cried. "H-he's mean towards me! C-come to think of it I don't like any of you!"

Kanato seemed to grip tighter now; Yuri tried her hardest to think of the times and schedules Reiji had told her earlier that day, for she could see the clock at the top if the middle tower from her view beyond the sea of trees. It read two-ish, and Yuri coughed and struggled.

Kanato, after what seemed like an eternity, reluctantly pulled away from Yuri and smeared the blood all over his lips. "Get up you tramp," He instructed, and after Yuri stayed frozen for thirty seconds or so, he lost his temper and snapped.

"I said get the fuck up!" Kanato's words sliced through Yuri's cool exterior and she scrambled to her knees. "Hah! Look at how pathetic she's being, huh?" He grinned happily in enthusiasm; momentarily, as Yuri gripped her throat, Kanato quite literally pushed her from the grass and into the railroad.

Yuri fell into the dead silent railway with a loud cry; she hit her knees first and they began smearing blood into the rocks bellow. She began coughing as Kanato stepped from the grass and to her position.

"It seems like you have the wrong idea about vampires, you silly doll," he began, kicking his leg up underneath her stomach; Yuri reflexed in response, her back arching before buckling into the rocks and ties beneath her. She moaned and cried as she rolled over, holding her stomach tightly from the excruciating pain. "You think you can go out of your way like we're a pathetic fucking mortal but we're not!" He shouted again, kicking his shoe into her back.

The anguish was far too much; it felt like she was getting hit with Yuzuru's baseball bat once again, and the memories played and raced through her head. Kanato watched Yuri's head clash into the rail, and she let out a loud scream. The boy ignored her once again, and, quite brutally really, picked up a few stones from the side and began throwing them towards Yuri.

"N-ngh...!! S-stop!" Yuri's hoarse voice pleaded as Kanato ruthlessly stoned her like an outcast; one by one, the rocks clashed through her shirt and dipped straight into her bones. She could feel them cutting beneath her blouse and all of the bruises forming over her raw flesh. Yuri hunched up pathetically each time he threw one; she struggled earnestly to avoid getting hit in the face, but her efforts would be in vain. Her body jerked and clamped itself up at the sensation of each and every rock being thrown ruthlessly into her body like she were a river.

"That's right! You scream! You cry! You weren't ever any good for anything else now were you?!" Kanato laughed like a madman; he continued to toss one after another into Yuri until she eventually began drifting in and out of consciousness. "Hm? What are you gonna do, huh? Are you gonna go to hell, Hatori? Yeah! You rot there you bitch!" Kanato seemed to lose himself as Yuri screamed in agonizing pain.

Up in the distance, there seemed to be a faint light making its way down towards Yuri's position in the tracks; her eyes broadened as they grew closer. "K-Kanato!" She screeched rather loudly as the boy gripped a rock in his hand, prepared to throw it straight into Hatori's stomach again. He simply tilted his head as he glanced at the light coming closer. The rock fell from his hand and into the grass as he slowly backed away and began to mock Yuri.

Kanato was stepping off the tracks and into the grass bellow, seemingly laughing under his breath. "That train sure is coming fast...Right Hatori? It's going to crush your legs while you lay there...You're going to die!" Kanato gleamed rather enthusiastically. "You were quite the girl, Miss Hatori, Teddy and I loved your company, but most especially your blood. Please, come and see us from the afterlife..."

Yuri's body froze in fear; she tried desperately tried to scramble off the tracks, but her legs seemed to permit her no such thing. The bruises seemed to have pierced deep into her chest, stomach, and arms and legs. Yuri wailed in pain as she struggled to grab his pant leg or anything. "P-please help me..!!" Her voice cracked; the engine could be heard, as now the steam engine, which was no more than eight hundred feet away, seemed to be getting closer.

Yuri let out a loud scream; death was before her eyes as she clambered perilously and attempted to rise to her feet. They buckled again, and she hit the ties and rubble beneath her. Yuri felt the rocks latch themselves into her skin, and she began to remember her mother.

"That train sure is coming fast, you better hurry up, Hatori," Kanato's ghost white face turned towards the beaming lights ahead. He stared into them rather than to Yuri, who paled and panted heavily. The brief moment she shifted her eyes towards Kanato to plead for his help, she caught a delightfully devilish expression on his face.

"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I shall die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Goodbye Yuri,"

Yuri's face was pouring tears as she looked helplessly towards Kanato, who had now turned the other way and was walking off into oblivion. Her throat went dry at his words, and her nightmare became her grueling reality. The irking noises of metal to metal made her scream louder from her weakened position. She was going to die.

Time seemed to stop as the horn blared; Yuri had jerked her head around towards the bright lights illuminating her face, and she became petrified. Her heart froze in the depths of her chest, beating no more beneath her breasts and clothes. Yuri found that her palms were sweaty, and she was completely reliant to something, anything, a heavenly storm, a godless Christ, the man whose eyes looked as though they danced like the sun, to save her. And thus, the first name that came to her mind is what she blurted out.

"Shu..!"

Yuri screamed, quite literally, as loud as she could. She hadn't conjured up that strength since the night in which Yuzuru and Chikai had done her wrong. She had a mere split second to pray in her heart of hearts that he had heard her and would come. There was simply no time to think as she came hand and hand with the bumper of the train and death had arrived to take her soul.

Yuri thought of a graveyard; those would be her last thoughts, the place in which her mother laid and she would soon join. She couldn't bear to close her eyes, it made it worse. The shock was all too real before she felt a stinging sensation in her arm, and, quite suddenly really, she felt herself fall into the warmth of the grass once again. Yuri felt a powerful blow as she yelped loudly and began to feel her senses return to her. The train made its way by nearly a foot or so away, and she could feel someone's deathly grip on her arm.

"Son of a bitch..." Subaru growled lowly as he lifted his head up and watched very clearly the train cars go by. Yuri moaned in pain, her ears practically ringing bells from the loud noises. After a minute or so, the train seemed to disappear off into the distance, and Yuri and Subaru laid in the grass.

Yuri could feel his hand against her arm, and she slowly began to feel him pull away.

"Are you hurt?" She could hear his low voice say, and he narrowed his eyes at her. Yuri pressed her hands into the grass as she tried propping herself up.

"N-no," she muttered weakly, tears rolling down her cheeks as she attempted to stand. Subaru pulled himself off the ground and brushed off his pants, catching sight of Yuri's tearful eyes.

"Then get up," he seemed to order in a voice reminiscing of Reiji's, yet it seemed far too young and youthful to be the same age as he. Thus, Yuri struggled to pull herself up again; she latched onto his wrist with a pant, and Subaru quickly pulled away from her in disgust.

Yuri fell back into the grassy area; she coughed weakly, tears rolling down her cheeks. "N-no..." She choked weakly, her chest pounding like the train that had gone by. There was a hint of blood on her blouse, and her uniform had tears all throughout it from the stones Kanato dared to throw at her.

Subaru grit his teeth. "What a chore..." He muttered lowly, and, momentarily, Yuri could feel him slowly pick her up. Her eyes widened ever so slightly, she hated being touched by males, yet, Subaru seemed trust worthy enough.

"M-my anemia tablets are at home, Subaru...please..please take me there," she pleaded weakly. Subaru felt her rest her head on his shoulder, and he felt his face go pink.

"You're probably better off there than hanging around here for Kanato," Subaru sighed as he began walking back through the trees with her. Yuri tensed up a little at this, her eyes feeling heavy.

"Are you really gonna walk me home..?" She felt herself mutter, though it seemed like her mind was far away from itself. She could feel her heart beginning to rest, her eyes latched on to the train tracks as she felt sickish.

"Argh, shut the hell up and stop asking so many questions!" He groaned in annoyance, and, before Yuri could ask anything more, it began raining. The clouds above opened up to reveal the tears of the heavens, and, as they walked, they seemed to distract her.

For a moment it seemed like Yuri was brought back to that place from her childhood. She began thinking of the night in which she sat by the fireplace and the radio, listening eagerly to the bits of Chopin and Strauss. Her mother came to her mind as she seemed to stare back into the tracks as Subaru walked along.

Yuri was fast asleep when they arrived back at the Sakamaki estate; it was two forty-five or so when Subaru unlocked Yuri's door and laid her in bed, pulling off her shoes as he glanced out the window. The both of them were soaking wet; Subaru wouldn't bother himself in changing her, for it was her own private business and he cared nothing of seeing a woman naked, especially Yuri Hatori. After all, he had his own stash of beauties to satisfy himself with.

Yuri probably would have longed to wake up before Reiji would return home, or better yet, earlier so she could venture out to her field of flowers. Instead, she was able to catch up on her sleep. Her body began to heal itself, her knees scabbing up and her throat's bruises worsening to cure themselves. Yet, the traumatic event would surely remain.

Things had gotten increasingly worse as the night grew on, and the raven perched itself up on the ledge outside of Yuri's window. It watched her intently as she rested, droplets of rain running the window like tears. For now, she was in her own heaven, one far better than her reality.