Hello fellow fangirls/fanboys! Welcome to chapter 2!

Did you like the first chapter?

Well I hope you did! Thank you so much to everyone who has read the story so far, I would be ever so grateful if you could stick with me to the end if this fanfic, but if it's really not that appealing to you, then I understand...

Thanks for all reading and supporting this book, I really appreciate it and I guarantee that this book will keep you satisfied until the end! SO STAY WITH ME GUYS AND I PROMISE IT WILL BE WORTH IT.

So, let's get on to the next chapter! Hope you enjoy this one as well as the last one!

Shae's POV:

All I can see is pitch black and the soft humming of music in my ear. Cracking open my eyes, I notice I'm in a fairly decent room with very little furniture, only an olive sofa with a round oak wood table in front of it, a square, paler green rug beneath that, which covers the light oak panelled floors. Next to that up against the wall, was a simple desk and chair, a tall lamp standing next to it, currently turned off. The only other things that decorate the room are a simple painting up by the entry stairs, a twin wall light, a wooden fan on the ceiling, and two framed windows right next to each other, two yellow curtains draped over the top. The last thing was the bed She and I were currently laying on, with simple white sheets and doona, a thin, murky green rug over the top of that.

To say I am comfortable is an understatement.

'Probably the perfect room for a lazy ass vampire' I think, recalling the vampire, Shu, who was lazily sleeping on the couch yesterday. Can't say I do anything different.

Then I notice two large arms wrapped around me from behind, while Shu's head is buried into the crook of my head while breathing softly onto my neck. Slowly unwrapping his arms from around me, I carefully roll out of bed while making sure not to wake him up.

Who am I kidding, he's a vampire, they notice everything.

Although, even after getting up, he didn't move to stop me or pull me back into his bed. Besides, I like to sleep alone, not in some stranger arms and I should take this chance to escape. I don't care what the butler has to say, I have a lot of experience with their kind, so I don't think it would be too much of a challenge to get out of here alive. Not like I can really be bothered to take that challenge.

Being as quiet as I can, I walk over to his door and close it gently, making my way down the large staircase and into their entrance hall.

Reika's POV:

Slowly opening my eyes, I realise I'm lying on a soft chest along with two large arms embracing me in a warm, protective hug. Feeling some warmth rise to my cheeks, I mentally scold myself for reacting so inappropriately to a simple gesture of affection. I take this moment to quickly inspect the room I'm in, or more commonly called, Reiji's bedroom.

The room has a main colour palette of dark colours, specifically black, although there is a large dark blue carpet covering his wood planked floor, along with olive green wallpaper. In the centre of the room, are two black velvet and wooden chairs with a rounded oak table in the middle. On the farther right, is a black velvet and wood sofa, behind that and a little to the left, is a white marble fireplace with a mirror above. Next to the fireplace, is a tall, rectangular window, with two, thin black curtains around the edges that are currently drawn a little, allowing a small amount of light to stream inside. On Reiji's side of the bed, there is a large, dark oak bookcase full of many interesting books, while on my side, closest to the door, is a breathtakingly large display of crockery, tableware, ceramics, you name it and it will most likely be there. In the farthest right corner of the room, there is also a long chemistry table, holding many varieties of different coloured liquids in glass beakers and viles, while in the holding cabinets below, are all different kinds of herbs and spices. Currently, I am lying in a bed adorned with white sheets and a dark doona as an extra layer.

I believe I am lying on Reiji, who had such polite manners from yesterday, although I would never expect him to do something so...suggestive, towards someone he only just met. Carefully climbing out of bed and out of his embrace, I grab my glasses from the bedside and slip them on. Then I quietly begin to exit his neatly decorated room, while also admiring his magnificent display cabinets full of tableware and crockery, as well as his chemistry set on a table across the room.

'Just thinking about it makes me crave for my special brew of tea' I think.

Of course now is not the time to have a tea break, I must escape this house at once and demand a logical explanation from mother why we were sent here in the first place. All the more reason to leave, I refuse to be someone's blood bag. Then, I immediately exit the room quietly and discretely, making my way down the the entrance hall.

Aya's POV:

Opening my eyes, I would think I would wake up in my bed at home like normal. Instead, I am met with pitch black and a weight lying on my chest, with small breaths emitting from it. My eyes widen and I almost scream, but considering I have a sleeping vampire on my chest, I clamp my mouth shut. Of course the only person I could think would do something so perverted, would be that cocky vampire, Ayato, from yesterday.

Instead of punching him in the face, I lift up my right arm that is surprisingly free and feel around me. Luckily my hand doesn't come in contact with anything but wood, which means I must be in some kind of coffin.

He's a vampire, if he's not in a bed he'll be in a coffin, trust me I know a lot more about vampires than they might think. Then I reach my hand up above me and push firmly until the door opens.

'Thank god something in this house isn't so old that it creaks' I think with a small smile.

Taking a look at my surroundings, I notice Ayato's room is associated with many different shades of red on his furniture. Behind me, there is a stripy, faded red sofa and the exact same one beside it but more in front, which is turned to face a large window that currently has a long red drape pulled across it. Further behind the couch behind me and up against the wall, is a small wooden cabinet with a framed picture above. To either side of the picture, there is a rectangular window with a one-sided red drape, but these ones are hooked to the side to let in some natural light. Next to the first window on the left is a twin light, below that being a chest, created from a lighter wood. Although beneath the right window, there is a floor lamp right next to the white painted door. The rest of his room, basically his walls and floor, are just a plain white.

Now the only thing left was to get rid of the vampire's pillow, me, and safely get out of his room. So very carefully, I pull away and use my hand under his face to rest his head gently on the bottom of the coffin. Then I hop silently out of the wooden coffin and close the door, managing not to wake him up. Then I do a little happy dance and say how awesome I am, before I sprint to the door and shut it perhaps a little too quickly, but I bolt silently down the steps anyway.

Kana's POV:

Peeling open my eyes, I almost shriek out of surprise. Waking up face to face with another boy was certainly unexpected, but I almost smile at how cute Kanato looks while he sleeps. Sitting up, I notice I'm in a very child-like room, decorated mostly with toys.

To my left, there is a large window with satin black curtains, letting a few rays of sunlight stream through. The ceiling is a dark marble colour with gold engravings, while the wallpaper s a lighter grey with wooden panelling closer to the floor, which acts as a shelf for the toys lined up along it. Up against the wall, there is a fireplace with two backless, obsidian chairs beside it, while there are two candelabra's on top of the fireplace that are currently unlit. Above the fireplace is also a beautifully painted portrait that seems to be of a woman, although it's hard to see when there isn't much light. Near the left corner of the room, there is a dark ash sofa and matching foot stool, with many more toys scattered around on the grey carpet below. The carpet stretches out to cover most of the room and has a yellow sunflower pattern along the edges, while above in the middle of the ceiling is a single chandelier to dimly light up the room. I currently lie in an onyx canopy bed, with black sheets and black mosquito curtains that are tied back.

'I love it, it reminds me of my room back at home, how tempting it is to play with the dolls' I think cheerfully.

Then I realise why I can't stay here. The very though of being someone's food makes my blood boil, causing my cheerful look to melt away. Then, I get out of his bed with Beary in my arms, very displeased with the thought and my mood turns sour. Stomping quietly out of the room, I avoid waking Kanato up with my rage, even if it's almost impossible not to scream in his face and wake up this entire house. Of course that would ruin our chances of escaping undetected, and I wouldn't let this opportunity go to waste.

Although I continue to scamper down the stairs and into the entrance hall, clutching Beary close to me and venting my anger into her ears softly.

Laita's POV:

Feeling a nice warmth around me, I smile. Then I pop open my eyes and my smile disappears.

'I don't recall sleeping with anyone last night, how come I'm currently being spooned then?' I think.

Then I turn around and notice the hot guy in the fedora, and the memories of his vampire brothers from yesterday come flooding back. Untangling myself from him, I crawl out of bed and pick up my own personalised fedora. Placing it on my head, I gaze down at his gorgeous sleeping figure amongst the forest green sheets and his well built body, along with those beautiful emerald eyes and...Then I shake my head.

'Now is not the time to think like this'

Looking around his room, I notice he must really like the colour green due to his colour decisions. His carpet is a deep forest green, there are also emerald bed covers along with the white sheets and pillows. Behind the bed is a large wall of deep green curtains arranged in a royal manner, while the walls remain a dusty colour. There is a white marble fireplace with a simple picture frame above, right near the door, and to the right of that are to tall windows with similar emerald drapes not completely restricting the sun outside. Near the centre of the room, there is a single dark green armchair with a round wood table in front.

If he didn't want to eat me, it would be nice to hang out and have some fun. Instead I sighed sadly, leaving his room quickly but quietly and making my way downstairs.

Sura's POV:

Squeezing open my eyes, all I can see is black and my face is pressed into someone's chest, while their chin is resting on my head. My cheeks are probably strawberry pink by now because of the close proximity between me and another person. Since I'm not really an affectionate person, this feels extremely weird for me.

Moving away slightly, I press my hand up above me for it to come in contact with a cold stone surface, to which I assume is the lid of a coffin. Pushing on it doesn't cause it to move much, so instead I slide it off to the side. When some light shines into the coffin, I'm shocked to see that the person embracing me was...Subaru. Luckily, in my shock I managed not to knock the entire lid onto the floor and probably wake him up. After I slid it far enough over, I make some room for me to get out, which I did successfully without waking Subaru.

Taking glance around his room, I notice he has some nice dark, hardwood floors and a simple dirty white as his colour choice for his walls. Behind the stone coffin, there is a single tall but narrow window, with silk white curtains fully pulled open, which the lid of the coffin protects the sunlight from seeping in while he sleeps. Luckily, the sun isn't harsh enough to wake him just yet. Next to the window, on the left, there is a long, caramel wood dresser which probably store his clothes, a simple lamp sitting on top. More in the centre of the room, there is a small, silver velvet armchair, facing towards a metallic, rounded table. Currently, I stand on a fluffy, dark rug that is large enough to cover the ground just below his coffin. Looking over my shoulder, there sits a decent sized fireplace, with white colouring and a mirror above. To finish my inspection, his almost black ceiling holds a chandelier that rests just over the coffin.

Carefully, I slide the lid of the coffin securely back on top and make my way out of his room, down the stairs and into the main hall...

Well, that's it for this chapter, I promise to post the next one as soon as I've finished the editing.

So long fellow fangirls/fanboys! Until next time!

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