Thread: In the Scarlet Eyes of the Beholder (Tasinga Nightwolf x Viktoff Samson)

The scenery that surrounded the pureblood and his band of good looking and powerful vampires had been quite superb. While Kaname pointed his finger in this direction, he couldn't accept full responsibility as the others did help in the decision making involved. His muscles and skin felt so good with the hot water reaching so deep to do it's job. He let his reddish eyes close as the world around him slipped away with his cares and worries. They'd return, obviously, but the weight of Kaname's stress had been colossal and the departure was welcomed even if it were only temporary. Sometimes the pureblood had wished he wasn't so tall as it would make sliding down beneath the water much easier. While the water was nice and deep in the area he had been sitting, it would have been a welcomed addition if it had more depth. A longing to just drown away his concerns away was likely the most human aspect of Kaname, one of the rare few vampires of no human heritage. As he divulged further into his lone time of the hot water, he could hear the approaching Takuma long before he'd be interrupted. Sadly, he was already snapped from his moment of peace and it wasn't Takuma's fault. After all, Kaname had hoped that the rest of the Night Class would have joined him out here by now. It was his intention to share this vacation with them to raise the morale of the Night Class. Incidentally, he wasn't actually aware of the opportunities that might arise to work out a few issues with the others. It would be rather helpful to be able to plan ahead to solve an issue that one might not actually be aware of. Then again, even Kaname can't do everything. Picking a natural time to open his eyes to his blond companion before relaxing against the smoothed rock behind him, Kaname use a small wave to cast aside the first comment. I don't mind at all. Sharing the hot water was a welcomed turn of events, especially with the hard working VP of the Night Class. For ten years now, Kaname has grown rather close to the blond member of the Ichijo line. I thought it would be a great place to relax. He psuedo-politely added in after the second comment. His eyes shifting away as he let the small smile gradually fade into his casual look. Fake smiles were both his strength and least favorite thing to do. Kaname would imagine that Takuma had no idea of the treasure trove of unicorns and lochnes monsters his deepest darkest secrets were. It was uncharacteristic, but Kaname raised an eyebrow as he looked back to Takuma. Something is wrong with Shiki? He asked, concern crawling across his features. It was monstrous, but the younger member of the Night Class wasn't even on Kaname's radar just a moment ago. He wasn't aware that Shiki wasn't out and about playing with their friends outside of Kaname's field of attention. How could he, a man who previously didn't give the guy a single thought, actually be concerned for him? It wasn't fair of him, sure. It wasn't nice. But, Kaname felt a surge of regret in his chest. Had he been pushing Shiki away all along? Was the boy's absence his doing? Well, if he isn't eating, then the trouble goes deeper than the surface. Kaname noted to himself as though he wasn't sharing something with Takuma. Thoughts began to race as Kaname let his brow furrow a bit and he looked down to his chest. The brown hair that usually covered Kaname's eyes had easily reached down his features to shield his expression incidentally. After just a moment, Kaname stood and looked up toward the door that lead into the resort that they bought out. Forgive me, Takuma. I'd like to spend more time with you and the others out here, later into the night. But, for now, I need to see if Shiki needs my help. Polite as always, Kaname wouldn't leave Takuma alone in the water without expression himself like that. ---Inside the Resort--- Kaname's towel was soaked, he showered before heading to the hot spring as it was tradition, so he was nice and clean to dry off with another towel. In his room, he fetched some clothes, including black pants and a white button up dress shirt. They were formal wear, but he didn't wear them formally and they certainly weren't his normal colors. He dried himself off quickly and the clothes were just pulled on as he made his way to his door before heading out into the hallway. His haste was quite visible, though he didn't want to cause a commotion so held back on making too much sound by moving as fast as possible. This was urgent for Kaname, but he didn't have any plans of inviting the others along. If Shiki wasn't have a good time with his hunger, the last thing he'd need is his friends seeing him like that. After all... There was the mental image of his father's numerous disasters. The sight of that freak of a man and blood was too painful, and Shiki was lucky as to not remind Kaname too much of his father provided the pain Rido brought into Kaname's world. He'd squash the termite completely if he could, but he just couldn't. The young model vampire was a totally different story. Kaname didn't feel as though Shiki's hunger problems were at all related to his weird eyed father. The supplements weren't perfect, and they certainly didn't replace a fresh bite and the intimacy of sharing blood with someone else, so Kaname didn't actually expect them to solve the issue without their own problems. He knew the Night Class just wouldn't be satisfied with the Supplements, though they should be able to curve their way out of the natural cycle that makes feeble humans into prey. If Kaname could use his depth of worldly knowledge to remove humans from that cycle completely, he'd be one step closer to making a world where the two opposites could co-exist. A dream he craved more than anyone's blood. Kaname stood outside of Shiki's door now. For a resort of this caliber, he was quite surprised to find the hallways had been so long and the journey gave him plenty of time to digest different possibilities for Shiki's problem. Then again, he could adequately be prepared until he could talk to the young man himself. Open up, Shiki. Kaname spoke to him. The sentence wasn't overly demanding, but the brevity wouldn't go so far as to make Kaname sound upset or annoyed. His voice was inquiring, but he didn't sound like he was going to break the door down, or as though he had any reason to seek to discipline Shiki. Has he approached Shiki like this before? Certainly, for Night Class dorm related issues. But, how about for anything else? Kaname couldn't spare the time to idly think back to those moments as he ironed himself to help Shiki, if he could.