Rosanna's P. O. V:
The day was uneventful. I met up with Aniysa and told her about my rich and influential, extremely loving boyfriend- Jones Walker.
Who felt it would be inconvenient for me to stay in a Gold dormitory. So rather, he got me a Diamond room.
Aniysa's little mind ran beyond wild. She thought that we were up to some kinky shi. B*sm precisely. And convenience was just a pretense to be closer. Somehow she was correct but wrong.
Being closer is a better and more comfortable decision. There's nothing sneaky about it being convenient but it's definitely not based on the entirety of my comfort.
So in a way, Kairos and I planned on doing kinky forbidden stuff. That she was right about.
When blood became a source of comfort and pleasure.
"You've been wearing long sleeves since I've met you, why?"
I heard Aniysa ask from my side.
Raising my head up from the video I was watching on my phone, I replied distractedly.
"Mm, yeah. I feel more... comfortable with long sleeves and besides, the weather's getting colder."
It was partial truth but deceit.
"...Sure." Aniysa's suspicious remark came after.
"Though we're months before December. I wonder how you'll fare then." She added.
"Eh, I'll know when the time comes." I replied.
Shrugging, Aniysa diverted her eyes which were staring intently at my neck to the hallway we were following.
"So... Home must be a hot country, right?" She asked.
Correctly figuring out my immunity to the cold was actually poor.
"Understatement." I snorted, bringing up my hand to my neck, adjusting my cloth in a casual way.
"Ah, okay." Aniysa muttered before continuing.
"I've rarely been anywhere than the capital... So I don't know much about other countries... But hey! That's a plus! I know almost everywhere here and we should go on a tour sometime."
She beamed, hooking her hand around mine.
I'd think she was outcasted or something, with the way Aniysa clung to me. But it's difficult to ignore the waves and hi's of people who knew her. And almost everyone knew Aniysa.
Then, why doesn't she have much friends? I wondered.
Pushing the glass door open, I walked into MST Class- Military Standard Training Class or Combat Class for short.
Voicing my thoughts about her situation. "So, why don't you have much friends?"
"Ah, people are scum. I'm not interested." Aniysa replied, twirling inside while I held the glass door for her.
"Reasonable." I muttered.
With a little goodbye wave, I closed the door and jogged off the classroom towards the nearest female restroom.
Asking questions here and there for direction, but the locker room was closer and that worked fine as well.
There I changed into my battle suit and began walking to my class.
The walk was a very short one because I was still in the vicinity of Zone Alpha. Not far from Aniysa's MST Class.
The freshman MST classes were located in one Zone. Something I only figured now. A rare occurance because it was in Zone Alpha- which was mostly for seniors.
'Us students are susceptible to getting bullied by seniors here! Well, not me. The unlucky others'. I complained inwardly.
I found my way to my class. Walking leisurely as I pondered about my upcoming classes tomorrow. A life and death situation that I could boldly 'predict'.
Entering into Class 33A Alpha, I faced the intense gazes of several people in the room. Who had almost no intent of being less obvious.
Their stares bored into me and they were from Kairos, Team Alpha and Natalie.
What, am I celebrity now?
Natalie's stare was the least friendly, seconded by Naiyah who I wondered how I offended.
Elan and Pearce's stares were chill and Karissa's was that of plain curiosity. Albeit slightly bigger than normal fleeting curiosity.
Which wouldn't be a bad thing if it just wasn't from a trouble attracting chaos centered being.
Then Drake... Haha. Piss of b!tch. I gave a mean glare in return, lips pulled up in a sneer. I didn't always know how to control my facial expressions, even if my words were tightly clipped.
I'm still not happy with him trying to get Kairos to deal with me, just cause I said a few words about Victoria. Isn't that awfully vengeful and mean?
I have a poor impression about Drake that most likely wouldn't end for the time being.
Thinking of which, I'm beyond glad Aniysa hasn't been sitting with him or Naiyah. The bad blood would've caused unnecessary drama staying in their presence.
Perhaps Aniysa felt she didn't need/want to stick to the stone like pair so our breaks were spent outside or in the company of Sharon. Which made my break times peaceful.
And I'm hoping it'd stay that way.
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The training for today was usual. Even with the tense atmosphere that I couldn't properly place a finger on.
Unknowing where it came from or where it's going to. Regardless, everything went on schedule.
Natalie or any other person didn't play out any tricks on me. Just a normal class session which made me more alert than if they tried something.
The more calmer it seems, more peaceful it is, the more alert one must become after stepping into dangerous territory.
Natalie Spades was not a girl who knew how to forgive.
And I'd better insert a third eye at the back of my head to ensure my absolute safety.
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MST Class ended a little later. Our training schedule faced a slight increase and we were all pushed to higher limits than before.
I lazily dragged my body and followed Kairos who walked in a slow pace to keep up with my exhausted body.
Well, exhausted mentally. My body... Is actually fine. After taking a healing vial, everything's back to normal as usual. But the psychological distress made me lazy.
"Could you walk faster?" I could imagine the scowl on Kairos' face when he said this. Judging by his irritated tone.
Mimicking him, I scrunched up my face and said in a high pitched voice.
"Couwd you wawk fasher?"
Why? It's absolutely mean to give such hellish training and expect any of us- especially me! To function normally just after that session.
"I can hear you, Ms. Graymond."
"Oh." I smiled. "Any problem?"
Deliberately finding trouble? Yes. I just feel a bit... Dramatic today.
Well, my day did start dramatic so it's considerable for it to end as such, too.
Braincell 29: What logic.
Sighing, Kairos turned and walked towards me.
Causing me to jump into an 'excited' and panicked state. Excited in the terms that I could feel my blood vessels pumping more blood in response to the increasing rate of my heartbeat.
In a split second, he was at my front. A bit too close to call it a friendly, healthy distance. And he leaned closer to my face while I stayed frozen.
"I would shut up if I were you. Or I'd f*cking make you."
So someone can be this sexy even while cussing? Wow.
I smirked, "Sure, sir!"
An obvious provocation. Not forgetting to step back while I'm at it.
Kairos chuckled. Closing our distance again in the blink of an eye again. And suddenly, my back was pressed upon a cool hard texture. The wall.
Head rubbing my neck and trailing his thumb in a circular motion around my waist, Kairos whispered.
"You don't understand the threat, do you?"
Grazing my ear with his lips, Kairos raised his other hand and kept me in the infamous kabedon position.
Well, isn't this tempting? A secluded corner around a building, evening time and two figures feeling an unstoppable attraction with slight sexual tension.
I watched Kairos' figure up close and lighted a candle for my sanity. The dim lighting adding emphasis to his already seductive features.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh this is too much!!
How can someone not respect a maiden's tender feelings?!
"Um... Teacher, Professor," I spoiled the mood that was almost built. Ensuring I used the dryest tone I could muster.
"Seventeen might be a legal age but our relationship is illegal. I'm irresistible, yes. But try to maintain social distancing.
Someone could mistake seeing a thing going on. For example, one of your girlfriends."
Kairos stared at me like I was some weird creature- which, I proudly admit to be. And then he laughed and my lips twitched with an indescribable feeling.
...Isn't this quite odd?
"Trust me," He said, staring unblinkingly at me.
"If you were mine, everyone would rejoice. Or their heads would go flying about."
Tapping my forehead, he watched my confused expression with amusement.
"If anyone bullies you, threatens you or acts hostile to you, for as long as you're under my protection, I can help you roll some heads."
"Natalie included?" I asked bluntly.
He stared at me with a serious expression. The entire playful atmosphere disappearing in a second and I wondered if I took a way too bold step.
"Inner fights are prohibited. But punishments can be deemed necessary in a case where my member disobeys any rule."
"Fine." I shrugged. Ignoring the unease I felt from his monotonous tone and vacant expression.
Kairos wasn't exactly the kind of person who could give comfort. Rather, he was talented at the opposite. With the exceptions whereby he was acting out.
"Still..." I said, pressing his firm chest with my finger.
"You're closer than necessary, Sir."
Kairos smiled. The curve of his lips going up and his eyes glinting with a devious light.
"Isn't this normal for mates?" He asked with a casual tone.
Bewildered, I stared at the strange creature in Kairos' skin. Since when did he start considering this dogsh*t logic? We're nonconsensual mates.
"You... You okay, man?" I asked with concern laced in my tone, lightly touching his neck.
Swatting my hand away, Kairos released a gentle sigh and replied.
"Having a mate and not doing anything is torture. And having a primitive beast residing in you urging you to f*ck a certain black-haired girl doesn't account up to much resistance. Your presence is alluring, Rosanna."
I was being seduced by Kairos' eyes. How loathsome.
"I don't always have the desire to get indulged in lustful matters. But if I do, why stop myself?" The last three words came out in a tempting whisper.
"STD." I blurted out. Slipping from underneath his grasp to the side.
Sure he was attractive in different levels but I cannot seem to have that degree of his urges. Perhaps the difference in species?
"Immune." Kairos replied to my statement. A poor excuse on 'why not' in his case.
"Well," I trailed off.
"In my belief, it's just some lack of control to go about f*cking whoever. Traditional or not, it's a show of respect- both to yourself and to your partner if you keep off giving your bodily fluids to anyone that incites you."
I continued my preaching. Very aware I wasn't just anyone but hoping to explain my reason on why we shouldn't engage in a sexual relationship. Because honestly, I too needed a reason to resist temptations.
"And, even if the relationship is meaningful. Hey, as a traditional a*s, marriage has the highest precaution rate to do it. How many times can your royal highness get married in his lifetime? Wait, actually- well, to the normal people, going above three is quite something. So that limits your bodily fluids to three people! Logic! And it's not a short-term puppy love relationship. Something more serious and dedicated. And in conclusion Kairos, we don't have that so no."
They were a lot of things I wanted to say but I tried summarizing and not making a confused mess out of my words or making statements that looked like narrowed viewpoints.
Sex was quite the complicated topic back on Earth. Virginity to me was not the 'exact' ideal but abstinence is an admirable quality for anyone- virgin or not, to have. Which mostly leads to being a virgin- in normal circumstances.
Still, abstinence is what I place above virginity although they're both linked. Somewhat confusing.
With human evolution and the creation of countless viewpoints, the lines that were strictly highlighted during the past centuries gradually became blurred.
Who's right, who isn't? Who's a hypocrite, who isn't? I can't tell everything.
But the things I acknowledge that I find logical with valid reasons, those I support. And I do not support random intercourse whenever the urges pops up.
Kairos responded to my words, voice tinted with noticeable humor.
"I see... " And that was it.
He turned and walked away, while I dutifully followed like a fan.
Curse his long legs! How can a person walk miles a step?!
Wait. Can I stop to acknowledge the fact that Kairos admitted to not only being sexually attracted to me, but I'm now under his wing?
Omgomgomgomg!
But... The atmosphere during our walk is obviously ruined. Ignoring his desires, rejecting him and pointing at his 'faults'.
I feel slightly insensitive. But doesn't that mean I'm sensitive enough to know when I'm insensitive?
How funny.
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