The Velveteen Rabbit
A Fluffy Bun
"What is she doing here?"
A voice snarled behind Rin. She froze in her place, recognizing the voice immediately. Hikaru's eyes stayed closed, pretending he was not listening. And then he spoke.
"What does it look like? She's sitting with us." Hikaru responded calmly after a few moments of silence. A male with pitch black hair towered over the sitting Rin, a sinister aura surrounding him. His eyes glowed a bright red, and behind him stood two other full-bloods. He scoffed loudly.
"She's a half-blood."
"And that matters?" Hikaru shot back, both of his eyes open now. He was still in his relaxed position, but his eyes burned with intensity.
"Yeah, come on, Marcus. Leave the girl alone." One of Hikaru's friends mumbled. The dark haired male bared his fangs and hissed loudly.
"Stay out of this."
Many students in the cafeteria had silenced themselves, and were watching the affair intently. Hikaru sighed deeply. He never liked attention.
"You're making a fool out of yourself..." He muttered. Marcus chuckled, a small smirk on his face. He had a glass of blood in his hand, swishing the crimson liquid from side to side.
"Do you want to know what I think?" He began, taking a few steps closer to Rin. She stared at her hands, completely silent.
"I think," he lifted the glass over her head, and tipped it. Before a single drop of blood landed on her head, Hikaru's hand grabbed Marcus' wrist, stopping him. He stood next to him, orange eyes burning. The glass crashed to the floor and broke into itty bitty pieces. Blood splattered against the floor and onto Marcus' shoes. Marcus glared at Hikaru, teeth bared and muscles tensed. Almost everyone was watching now.
Hikaru casually let go of his wrist, and turned his back to him. He began to walk back to his seat, his usual quietness returning.
"Get out of here before you get hurt." He mumbled to him, plopping down into his chair. Marcus was speechless. Before he could do anything, a hall monitor walked into the room. Hikaru sipped on a glass of blood, never taking his eyes off Marcus.
With a scowl, the dark haired full-blood stormed out of the cafeteria with his two friends following obediently from behind. Hikaru leaned back in his seat, ignoring the stares of curiosity everyone gave him. Soon, everyone returned back to their conversations, and the room was once against filled with chatter and white noise.
"Thank you, Hikaru." Rin murmured, looking up from her lap and smiling. He nodded towards her in acknowledgement.
"There's no need to thank me." He murmured in response. With a small nod, Rin glanced behind her at the mess of broken glass and blood. The custodians began to clean up the mess immediately, seeming to have nothing better to do.
A voice snarled behind Rin. She froze in her place, recognizing the voice immediately. Hikaru's eyes stayed closed, pretending he was not listening. And then he spoke.
"What does it look like? She's sitting with us." Hikaru responded calmly after a few moments of silence. A male with pitch black hair towered over the sitting Rin, a sinister aura surrounding him. His eyes glowed a bright red, and behind him stood two other full-bloods. He scoffed loudly.
"She's a half-blood."
"And that matters?" Hikaru shot back, both of his eyes open now. He was still in his relaxed position, but his eyes burned with intensity.
"Yeah, come on, Marcus. Leave the girl alone." One of Hikaru's friends mumbled. The dark haired male bared his fangs and hissed loudly.
"Stay out of this."
Many students in the cafeteria had silenced themselves, and were watching the affair intently. Hikaru sighed deeply. He never liked attention.
"You're making a fool out of yourself..." He muttered. Marcus chuckled, a small smirk on his face. He had a glass of blood in his hand, swishing the crimson liquid from side to side.
"Do you want to know what I think?" He began, taking a few steps closer to Rin. She stared at her hands, completely silent.
"I think," he lifted the glass over her head, and tipped it. Before a single drop of blood landed on her head, Hikaru's hand grabbed Marcus' wrist, stopping him. He stood next to him, orange eyes burning. The glass crashed to the floor and broke into itty bitty pieces. Blood splattered against the floor and onto Marcus' shoes. Marcus glared at Hikaru, teeth bared and muscles tensed. Almost everyone was watching now.
Hikaru casually let go of his wrist, and turned his back to him. He began to walk back to his seat, his usual quietness returning.
"Get out of here before you get hurt." He mumbled to him, plopping down into his chair. Marcus was speechless. Before he could do anything, a hall monitor walked into the room. Hikaru sipped on a glass of blood, never taking his eyes off Marcus.
With a scowl, the dark haired full-blood stormed out of the cafeteria with his two friends following obediently from behind. Hikaru leaned back in his seat, ignoring the stares of curiosity everyone gave him. Soon, everyone returned back to their conversations, and the room was once against filled with chatter and white noise.
"Thank you, Hikaru." Rin murmured, looking up from her lap and smiling. He nodded towards her in acknowledgement.
"There's no need to thank me." He murmured in response. With a small nod, Rin glanced behind her at the mess of broken glass and blood. The custodians began to clean up the mess immediately, seeming to have nothing better to do.