A/N: I'm back! Thank you to all my readers and reviewers, I appreciate all your comments. Sorry for such a long wait... TT Please enjoy this chapter!

I opened my eyes and found that I was inside my dorm room in Cross Academy

I opened my eyes and found that I was inside my dorm room in Cross Academy.

"Ah, Sakamoto-san, you're awake."

I turned and looked at my roommate. "Uh…"

"When I saw Fujiwara carry you back, you were completely white. I was a bit worried, but your cut healed fine." She paused. "Did you, by any chance, drink his blood?"

I looked at her blankly. "What? What the hell are you talking about?"

She paused. "Sakamoto-san, do you remember the mission you were sent on?"

"Yeah, Shiki-san had to help me from the top of the building."

"No, not that one. I mean the one with only Fujiwara-san. You had to kill two vampires and you got injured."

"What are you talking about? I never had that mission."

My roommate looked at me confusedly.

"I think that Sakamoto-san has completely erased that incident from her mind."

I turned and saw Souen standing by the doorway. "What? Erased the incident?"

She sighed. "Come, let us leave. Ichijou has been bothering me about you."

"Ah! He's back!" I hurriedly got out of my bed and stumbled out to the Night Dorm's commons room.

"Sakamoto-san!" I heard Ichijou exclaim excitedly from across the room. He ran towards me like a kid going to his mom for candy. I raised my eyebrow and braced myself for what would-

Screw that. Ichijou was (surprisingly) heavy.

"Ah, Ichijou-san? Can you please get off me? You're squashing me."

"Ah! Sorry Sakamoto-san, I'm just very happy that you are alright."

I was about to ask him what had happened, when Fujiwara entered the room. Everyone turned to look at him.

"Ah. You're awake," he said curtly. He looked like he was trying not to seem perturbed by the stares everyone was giving him.

"Yes, Captain Obvious, I'm awake."

Silence.

Suddenly, everyone turned around and resumed doing whatever they were doing before, sans Fujiwara, Ichijou, and I.

"Fujiwara-san," I finally heard myself say and immediately cringed for putting so much respect into some idiot's name, "What happened? They said I was on a mission with you, but I don't remember anything like that. Do you know what happened?"

Fujiwara stared at me like I was an idiot.

"How the hell should I know? You suddenly fell on your side and I had to carry you all the way back to the damn school. Nothing happened. You just lost a lot of blood."

I raised my eyebrow yet again. Fujiwara was contradicting himself. He began by saying that he didn't know what happened, but finished by saying that I lost a lot of blood. So something obviously happened that he didn't want to tell me.

I see.

His face told me that there was something that he left out, most likely on purpose.

Ah.

"So, since I lost a lot of blood, you gave me your blood?"

Fujiwara winced. Mr. Royalty was still a little sensitive about giving away his own precious blood.

"Well," I continued, "That should be right. You are my blood source after all."

He winced again.

Ichijou broke in, "Alright, that explains why you fainted, but why the lost of memory and the injury?"

Ichijou was probably reading detective manga now.

Fujiwara shrugged. "I wasn't there to see it, but she most likely got stabbed by one of the vampires while fighting. And I don't know why she lost her stupid memory. She didn't hit her head or anything."

"Or had a traumatic experience?"

Fujiwara looked at Ichijou like he was crazy.

"Unless you consider that she got stabbed by a vampire. Then she's pretty weak."

"Oh!" I cut in, "That's why my shoulder was a bit stiff." I paused. "And I'm not weak! I (probably) wouldn't faint because of a stab wound! I heal just as quickly as you guys do."

"Well," Ichijou said, "This case is open until someone can solve the mystery, and I, Ichijou Takuma, will be the one to do it!"

He was definitely reading detective manga now.

Ichijou turned to Shiki and Rihma. "Guys, want to join?"

The look on their faces shouted NO!, but they nodded yes. Ichijou was persuasive without even trying.

"Ah, Ichijou-san?" I asked, "How are you going to investigate this case? This has to do with my memory. It's not very, well, tangible?"

Ichijou feared not. "Well, then we'll start by going to the site where this happened! Everyone, the case is opened!"

I had a sneaking suspicion that Ichijou was doing this purely because it made him feel like he was in a manga.

"Sakamoto-san, please smile a bit more. You're not yourself!"

My head began to hurt.