Monday morning was bright, but cloudy and Ari wanted to drown due to his head killing him as if he had gone drinking the night before. He rubbed at his tired eyes as he slowly made his way towards the bathroom. Just reaching the bathroom, he locked the door after closing the door behind himself. He walked over to the mirror and the appearance that he saw was not good. Eyes blood shot, hair a mess of curls that laid against his head like a nest, his complex was pale. Paler than normal, one that made him stand out more than he did already.

Yawning and turning away from the mirror, Ari faced the shower stall while leaning to turn on the warm water on. He had waited for it to warm up and once steam smoked the room, Ari walked into the stall while closing the shower door. The heated water didn't sting his pale skin, but turned his light complex to a rosy blush that covered his front and back as if he was alive. He then looked over to the side where the soaps laid sitting against the wall and with his right hand he picked up his body wash.

Spreading the soapy studs over his body, Ari stepped under the shower head to rinse off the soap. Next he picked up his shampoo and lathered his hair from roots to ends. He flipped his hair to the side to rinse the soap out of his hair. He then grabbed the conditioner from the counter and made a small dime sized of soap into his hand. He rubbed his hands together before running his fingers through his hair to untangle his mane. Once every inch of strand was cover in soap, Ari let the water rinse the soap out. He smelled like cherry blossoms on a crisped morning in the fall.

Turning the water off without looking at the handles, before Ari grabbed the towel that was hanging off a silver rod that was attached to the wall, he once again picked up the conditioner from the counter and with the same dime size and made sure to flip his hair and scrunched his hair as if to squeeze the water out; once done, Ari stepped out with the towel wrapped tightly around his waist. Drying his body quickly, Ari wrapped his hair into the dark green, cotton like towel. He walked over to the sink and took his tooth brush and started to brush his teeth. Once he finished, Ari walked over to his clothes.

He bent down to grab his boxer shorts before slipping them on. Once on, he grabbed for his black skinny jeans that fit over his swimmer legs and just hung low on his hips. The jeans curved around his bottom just right while the front let him breathe just a little. They ripped at the knees as if he had worn them to many times before. After zipping his zipper, Ari went to grab for his shirt that hung loose around his chest and shoulders as the selves ran passed his fingers as if to cover them. As the sleeves fell down his arms, he caught sight of the silvery marks on his wrist, he paused just for a moment, before shaking his head to erase the memories that had gathered behind his mind eye.

Ari picked up his PJ's, from the night before, from the floor before facing the door. He saw how the door rattled as if someone was banging on it. He smirked before unlocking the door and stared at his irritated sister.

"All yours." He chuckles as he steps around his her. She looked at him before gazing longingly at the shower before looking at him again.

"Better not have used all the hot water." She growls out before slamming the door shut, before Ari could speak. He shrugged his shoulders before walking back to his room. He walked in and sighed, remembering how broken his room had looked the day before. He and Hermione had cleaned and repaired all of the destroyed furniture even though it took all day and he had thanked her all night before she had passed out on his bed. He had to sleep on the couch in the living room, until his parents got home for they had gone out of town to feed.

He walked over to his closet and opened the large oak doors with a small huff as if they were heavy to him. He hated the blasted thing, it reminded him of his time before he and Hermione had traveled around Britain. He had then grabbed a pair of short heeled shoes and a white/silver scarf from the shelves. He walked over to his dresser that stood next to the window; it somehow had avoided being hit from the day before and grabbed a pair of socks.

Ari sat down at the end of his bed and sat his shoes onto the blankets with the scarf sitting next to them. He looked over to his full length mirror as he unwrapped his hair from the towel. The long strands fell over his shoulders as he went to place the towel down onto a metal rod that sat above his laundry basket. Grabbing the brush and a blow dryer, Ari dried his hair. Once the strands were completely dried, Ari brushed his fingers through his strands as he parted them in three separately bands. He braided them to the side and once coming to the ends, Ari wrapped them in a white hair tie. Once tied, Ari pulled the braid to loosen it so the shorter pieces would frame his face. His bangs fell into his eyes before he grabbed a silver and white pin. He pulled his bangs to the side slightly before pining it back. Another pin followed. He gazed into the mirror with emerald green eyes.

"I look good." He mumbled to himself as he turned around to grab the scarf off his bed. He wrapped it around his neck twice before position it so that it hung just below his chest bone in an infinity symbol. Once that was done, he placed his socks onto his feet and he picked up his shoes after sitting on the edge of his bed. He placed the short heeled, ankle boots onto his feet.

He stood from the bed and grabbed his shoulder bag from the floor before walking out of his room. He had made his way down into the kitchen.

"How is it you finish before I do, Mione?" Ari asked once he noticed his sister once again looking through the fridge.

"I don't know. You just take forever." She stated with a package of meat between her teeth. Ari rolled his eyes at the sight she was making before glancing at the clock.

"Mother and Father returned late last night. Drunk off their asses." Ari stated as he sat on a stool to watch his younger sibling moved around the kitchen.

"Kind of figured. They woke me up walking up the stairs." She stated after placing the package of meat onto the counter. She had three kinds of meat before her and one type of bread. Ari lifted his brow.

"What are you making?"

"Lunch." Hermione shrugged as she started to make her sandwiches. Ari only nod his head as he slowly turned away from his sister. How can she eat that much and still be the skinner than a twig?

"Ready?" Ari asked after ten minutes of silence. Hermione stood at his side with her lunch in a paper bag and her book bag already on her back. Ari smiled at his sister before grabbing his bag and left the house.

Hermione and Ari had started to walk down the road with light smiles upon their faces. The day was starting to clear up; however, their smiles dropped when they arrived at the parking lot of their school.

"Was school canceled?" Ari asked as he looked over the parking lot, lost and confused. Not a signal car or student stood in the lot. Hermione shrugged her shoulders. Someone would have called, right? "Why didn't anyone call?" Ari asked as he grew frustrated.

He suddenly dropped his gaze to the concrete with a gasp. Hermione looked over to him with worry painted on her face. She went to hold him by the shoulders when she saw it. The Cullens were standing there watching them as if they were judging them for something that they had done. She sniffed the air judging the scent around them. She raised a brow. They weren't showing any aggressive signs, nor were their scents telling her anything.

"Ari?" She asked when his gaze didn't shift. She slowly closed the gap between them while keeping an eye on the other vampires. She leaned into his shoulder while she dropped her gaze towards him for a second. "What is it?"

"Blame." She heard him mumble over and over. She looked over to them before the sound of students moving about. She jumped about a foot into the air at the sudden sound. Ari finally looked up from the ground to look at his sister and pulled her towards the Cullens. Before Hermione could trip over her own feet, Ari held her around her waist to steady her. The sudden cold skin touching her had her gasping. Ari had never touched her first; she had always made the first move.

They walked passed the other vampires without looking at them. Hermione dropped her gaze towards her brother to watch him. His gaze never moved from the Cullens. Hermione dropped her gaze and let her brother guide her away from the Cullens. They both walked to their first periods.

Ari left his sister at the art class room before making his way to his old literature class before the first bell ring. He walked into the room just as the bell was ringing, after he stood before the door for a second to start breathing. His gaze may have left the Cullens, but the colorful bands that surround the family have not. He wanted to burn the image from his mind.

He made it through his first two classes without any difficulty, but when he walked into his third period he felt the fine hairs on the back of his neck raise. There is going to be trouble and he just doesn't know when it'll happen. He felt the eyes of Alice Cullen and Jasper Cullen watching him, baiting him to break on their watch. He sensed that his sister wasn't doing any trouble if the way her scent was playing through the entire school.

He should feel happy that his soldier, Jasper is looking at him; however, having his soldier looking at him in distress, did not sit well.. Their eyes bored into his back and the hard, cool gaze isn't lifting. They answered questions that was thrown their way without any trouble, but that didn't stop the stares. He was starting to grow upset. Ari kept glancing at the clock, wishing for it to go faster, to signal that class was over and he could leave before they could trap him in a corner like an animal. He felt his sister grow so agitated that she had raced pass his classroom towards the girls' bathroom. He raised his hand in the middle of the teacher's speech. He waited until he was noticed before asking to leave because he wasn't feeling well. His request granted, Ari stood and walked out the classroom with those pair of eyes watching him.

He walked down to the girls' bathroom and stood before the door debating if he should go in or not. His concern for his sister won out the concern for entering the girls' bathroom and before he thought of it, he walked inside the room. He stood for a moment to look around. Seconds of just standing, he heard the sounds of harsh vomiting. He wrinkled his nose at the sound and smell, but made his way towards the last stall. He knocked softly hoping it would be his sister and not someone else.

Quick scuffling as feet moved around told him that the person behind the closed stall was standing up and looking at the door. He watched as the door opened slowly. He sighed in relief; his sister stood before him with her hair falling into her face and redden eyes as if she was crying just moments before he had walked in. He looked at her with worry deep within his eyes as he stepped back to let her out.

"Okay?" He asked once she was done at the sink. She leaned against the sink with her hands propped up behind her, holding her up. She didn't speak to him for several moments and when she looked upon his form, Ari had to hurriedly support her weight.

"The moon." She gasped out before her warm ember, brown eyes closed as her breathing even out. She had fallen asleep. Ari took her form into his arms and held her in the bridal style before leaving the bathroom. He walked to the office that sat at the front of the building quickly. He could feel the shifting muscles moving under her skin, reshaping. He pulled her close to his cold chest and held his breath as he tried to the open the office door. The secretary noticed them and before Ari could open the door, she held it opened while gesturing them in.

"Please call my father, my sister isn't feeling well. I found her in the middle of the hall passed out." Ari said as he sat his sister down onto one of the couches that stood by the office door. "If you can't get ahold of him, please just let me take her home." Ari stated after the third ring of the phone.

"You can leave." The secretary said as she stood to hold the door open for them. She watched them leave the school building before turning away. Ari looked back to a speck of building and without thinking; he raced through the forest towards their home. He didn't care if anyone saw him.

He burst into the house through the back door. He slammed the door closed with his foot before turning to the basement doors. He kicked them opened and ran down the stairs. Skin had started to break and blood freely ran down her body. He sat her down onto the carpeted floor and watched as his sister turned into a large ember colored with soft brown highlights, wolf. He stood there watching the skin break, bone reform as muscles followed the white fragments. He watched how the fur started to run down her spin before spreading outward as the spin protrude from the skin. Then he noticed how her jaw broke in places to make it large and longer. Her nose dropped as her eyes became more primal. Fangs extended from her k-nines and just touching her bottom lip while her jaw reformed and held itself in place as fur worked to cover the exposed skin.

Once the transformation was over, Ari dropped to his knees and held her muzzle close to his body. He felt her move into his touch and nudged at him. He fell backwards lightly onto his back and he watched how the wolf of his sister nudged his side with her nose. She pushed him to his side so she could curl around him. He let her curl herself against his back.

Vlad (hearing the back door slam opened) walked down from the second floor to the kitchen in seconds where he watched the screen door was left opened. A few cracks snaked from the bottom of the wooden door was seen in the low lighting as he walked passed it. He noticed that the basement door was kicked opened. He was down the stairs in seconds.

He found his children curled up on the floor with blood sinking into one of their clothes. He walked over to them and bend down to their level and stared into his son's eyes before asking "What are you doing?"

"She was changing in the middle of class." Ari stated with a shrug. Hermione looked up from between Ari's neck and shoulder to stare into her father's red eyes. They had darkened slightly. She picked her head up from Ari and nudged her father. He fell onto his bottom with a frown. She licked his face before curling up against Ari again.

"Means we can't hunt tonight." Vlad mumbled under his breath as he wiped off the saliva from the wolf off his face. "You need to hunt." He stated while he laid a hand onto his daughter's fur and started to brush his hand through it. She needed a good cut and soon. "Maybe after she lets you up."

"I agree. You can cut her fur, can't you?" Ari said as he tried to move from the wolf's grasp. The soft whimper like whine stilled his movements for a moment. Vlad nod his head as he tried to get his daughter off his son. He was under her large paw before either could really move. "Well, this is going to take a while."

"I agree."

It wasn't several hours later that Hermione had let either up from the floor. Ari kept her entertain while Vlad started up the bath for the wolf. Ari dodged a paw that was aiming for his side while holding the large dog toy further away from her. She wagged her tail back and forth while her tongue hanged out from her mouth. Ari threw the toy across the room before she could swipe for the toy again. The giant wolf went after it. He looked over to his father who nodded towards him.

Now they had to trick the smart wolf into the bath tub.

Two hours later, soap suds on their body found Ari and Vlad growling at the somewhat dried wolf. She's a blasted dog, not a cat! Ari stood in front of her while Vlad stood behind her. Together they slowly made their way towards the bath tub.

With a last ditch of hope and luck, Ari jumped in the air and went to grab the wolf's neck. Vlad took her legs out from under her and with both of them grabbing at her, they made their way towards the bath tub with the thrashing wolf. Vlad and Ari looked at each other before they just threw her into the tub. She land onto her feet in the soapy water. She pouted at them before sitting. Vlad looked at his son with a smile before turning towards his daughter.

"Okay, you can go hunt and I'll finish up here." Vlad stated as he slowly made his way towards the wolf. He was on high alert. The paw rose slowly with each step he took towards her. It was smashed into the water when Vlad was close enough to start washing the wet matted fur. Water rained. He cursed as he glared hard at his daughter. "That wasn't nice." He mutters as he stands there with one hand on his hip while one finger pointed out towards her, a complete copy of their mother. Ari left the room chuckling at the sight.

Walking up to his room, Ari opened the closet with daft hands. He looked among the dark colored fabrics with a smile. He was in his element. He picked out a short styled dress with matching heels before closing the doors. He threw the articles onto his bed as he walked over to the mirror. He looked and looked. He brushed his hair with his fingers before grabbing the brush and brushing the tangles out. He grabbed a simple black band and kept it on his wrist; next he took a comb and started to part his hair. He pulled one half up and teased it. He copied with the other side. He shook his head out before he grabbed the hairspray can. He sprayed his hair before he took out a small makeup bag from his sock drew. He looked through it to find his black eyeliner. He grabbed the pencil from the bag and held it in his mouth while he searched for his mascara. Once he found the mascara, he set the bag onto the dresser and placed the mascara next to it. He grabbed the eyeliner and started to doll up his eyes.

Once the eye makeup was done, Ari smiled and turned to his bed. He picked up the dress and slipped it on by putting his legs in first. The skin tight dress fit to his body, bringing out his natural curves that any female would die for. The dress didn't cover his shoulders instead it curved around them. The back of the dress was torn with a razor blade as if it was design like that. The edge of the dress stopped just below his thighs.

He opened his sock drew and rummaged through it. He pulled out a pair of black stockings. He rolled them over his legs and latched the side strings from his panties to hold them under his dress. He walked over to the bed and grabbed his shoes before taking a seat. He crossed his right over his left to slip on his right shoe. The heel was five inches long and covered in black leather of an animal of some sorts. He grabbed ahold of the straps of the heel and wrapped them around his ankle before latching the claps together. He repeated the process with his left foot. He stood and glanced at the mirror.

He looked good, more than good. He looked fine, hot even. He frown slightly before walking over to his makeup bag and pulled out a lip gloss from it. He placed the pale pink blush colored gloss over his lips before leaving the house with only his keys and fake ID.

The air danced around his form as he ran through the forest. He avoided the more scented areas where the Cullen's hunt as he moved across the land. The wind made his wild mane even wilder and the crazed look that entered his eyes had him feeling like he was flying. He missed flying.

He made it to the club in three minutes and he smiled while he got in line. The line moved pretty quickly and before Ari knew it, he was inside the building. His pale skin was reflecting the lights that kept flashing with every song that the DJ was playing at the moment. He made his way to the dance floor and gazed openly judging his next possible next meal. That's when his eyes laden on topaz. He gasped before he snarled and started to think to leave, but before he started to move out of the club, the topaz eyed vampire started to walk towards him.

Ari sighed, it's not like he could leave. They would just follow. He watched as the other moved even closer to his person and before he knew it, Ari had pulled the form close to his body. He saw the discomfort before the emotion was hidden from the club's light. He smiled lightly as he laid a hand on the vampire's waist. He curved his body against the other while looking up into those odd topaz eyes.

A new song blasted on the speakers and Ari used the new beat to slowly start rolling his hips while he swayed back and forth. He tried to get the other to move just the slightest. He growled low, the sounds lost among the bass that was making his body vibrate slightly. He used his sight to pull on the one of the bands that he could see and twisted forward. He worked it so that Ari and his partner were dancing comfortable.

Ari turned his back to the vampire and pulled the vampire's hands to his waist as he ground his hips into the others. He rolled them while he let the other help guide his hips. His gaze freely searched among the club for his next meal.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when the body behind him rolled their hips forward and a nails dug into his hips harshly. Ari smiled.

"Careful Jasper," Ari whispered so only the other would hear him. Jasper only held the younger vampire closer to his body and leaned in to hear the other speak. "You have a mate. What would she think?" He asked after he had gain the other's attention. Jasper only held onto his hips as Ari rolled them as he moved downward. He held his arms up and as he went down he laid them upon the vampire's chest and sexually ran them down his chest before he came back up.

Jasper didn't give a second thought to his wife who was meters away from them. His mind and eyes were only on this small body in front of him. The topaz eyes darken with need as he licked the other's neck while he ran his hands down Ari's side before he laid his hands back onto his hips. Ari gasped as the hands moved among his side, he was not expecting for the older vampire to do anything.

Ari opened his eyes to stare at his next meal. The blood sang to him, but he didn't want to move away from Jasper. He looked back at the vampire and faced him while he thought it over. He leaned into the vampire's touch as the next song came on. The beat was different. He had never heard anything like this before.

He gazed into the topaz eyes and made up his mind. He pulled onto another band of emotions and had it snake around Jasper's body. The band gave him a halo as it curled around his chest before moving back up towards his head. Ari smiled lightly and he guide the dazed Vampire into a darken corner. He pushed the other into the wall and covered the hard chest with his own. He smashed his lips into the others and started a duel of tongues. Not needing to breath, they didn't part for several minutes. Once their lips were parted, Ari started to lay butterfly kisses down the vampire's neck.

He pulled on another band of emotion and he pulled hard. He felt the other grip him hard, nails dragging blood from his arms slowly tickled downwards. Ari groaned lightly as he ground his hips into the others. The primal growl of the other stiffen him even more. He dragged his fangs over the tender marble flesh of Jasper, licking to taste the smooth skin. He moaned again.

Without further due, Ari sank his fangs into the flesh. He worked his tongue to bring forth blood. His tongue swirled and twirled as he sucked on the flesh, drawing the blood into his mouth. He drank the fresh vampire blood he had in a long time.

Jasper dug his nails down the arm as he felt himself coming undone. He gasped when a sting from his shoulder hit his nerves and race up to his lost mind. He didn't think of it as he felt the last control he had slip.

Ari felt the termers from Jasper as he released his fangs from the flesh. He felt lighter as his control slipped and he came seconds after Jasper did.

He pulled away from the other. Ari smiled lightly at the vampire before he disappeared in the coward. Jasper didn't know what to feel, the emotions he was feeling was released and his mind came back to him after Alice had found him with bite marks on his shoulder.

~Next Day~

Ari woke up to the sun glaring down onto him. He rolled over to his side to avoid the sun, but he didn't go far. Shoes still strapped to his feet dragged him down his bed as if they weighed like tons. He cursed when he sat up and looked around his room. He had come through the window…again. He reached down to his shoes and unclasped them before throwing them to the side. He stood up as he walked around his bed to leave his room, Ari pulled his arms above his head and stretched them. A few pops seconds later, Ari was down the flat of stairs and into the kitchen. He found his sister nursing her head against the family table.

"How was your night?" He asked lightly as he took a seat in front of her. She didn't look up towards, nor did she say anything to him. He shrugged his shoulders before standing up and walking out. He heard her groan while the chair scrapped against the floor.

He walked into the living room where his parents sat. He took a seat in front of his mother, who smiled at him and greeted him while his father only looked at him. Hermione had walked into the room and sat herself into Ari's lap. Ari grunted at her weight before he started to run his fingers through her hair.

"The Cullens are coming over." Vlad stated a couple seconds after everyone had settled down around him. Every pair of eyes were upon the master of the convent, some were shocked while the only pair that surprised Vlad were blank and they had come from his oldest child. Placing that look to the back of his thoughts to look at later, Vlad almost started to speak; however, Hermione jumped to the questioning before he could.

"What? What happened? Why are they coming here? Has anyone done something wrong, Ari? Father? Mother?"

Before they could answer with shocks what's, the doorbell ringed. The first thought that entered his mind was "saved by the bell" before his mind became thoughtless as the Cullens entered the living room. The accusing looks that were being given to them, the bonds that danced like lovers were bright and warm-less, but with very bitter emotions.