"What do you mean? What happens if he does bite me?" I whispered to myself hoping for an answer from the strange voice inside my head. But it didn't work. No answer.

"Misaki, wake up." A familiar voice said, shaking me. I opened my eyes and there he was. It was Usagi again.

"You…" my eyes widened remembering what the voice told me. Let him bite me and I can have my memories. I don't know what biting has anything to do with my memories. I thought. "Bite me." I said seriously, too serious actually.

"Huh?" he looked at me with wide eyes.

"W-Well, a voice told me that if you bit me, I'd get my memories. And, well, I want my memories back! Please bite me." He looked at me with a "wow, you're an idiot" kind of face and started to laugh.

"Are you joking? You do know that if I bite you; you'll not only get your memories back but you'll also be a vampire again." Again, what does that mean?

"What do you mean, again?" I asked.

"Well, I thought you'd have figured it out already. But I guess I was wrong. Well, to put it bluntly, you were a vampire. Your parents took your blood and your memories. Just so you could start over and turned you into a… temporary human."

"And what happened to them?! I overheard you talking to my brother about him killing them! Tell me now! You know don't you?!"

"I do, but I won't tell you." He grabbed my arm and brought me closer to himself. His face was inches away from mine. Our lips touched but before he could do anything, I pushed him away. My face was hot.

"T-Tell me first," I looked straight at him.

"I love you, ever since I met you that day. When that damn vampire was about to get you." He grabbed my face and our lips met. "I don't want anything bad happening to you. I was afraid Takahiro would bite you. And kill you."

"He would never do that!" I yelled.

"Do you really know that? Do you really know all of his secrets?" he disappeared once again.

I checked the clock and it was already 5:47 A.M. The sun was already coming up.

I wanted to know now. I wanted somebody to explain to me.

When it was already time for brother to leave for work, I decided that after he left, I'd search his room. I had to.

9:36 A.M. He was already gone. I went into his room and it smelt of roses and cologne.

I went through everything and anything, but still nothing; until I found a picture of our family.

I looked at it closely. Is this really me? It was as if I was glaring at the camera. Brother was too. My father was holding hands with my mother. They were both smiling unlike us.

There were more photos too. I looked at the next one and it was me. I was smiling wickedly and staring at the camera. And then, there was one where Usagi was there too. He was just staring down at the ground, and then, the last photo.

There was blood everywhere. It was a piece of a newspaper that was torn out from a newspaper. Black and white, the blood was obviously there. It was father and mother. I could see the pictures in my head but in color. Tears started to fall from my eyes, I couldn't stop it. What was I back then?

"Misaki…?" brother dropped his things. His eyes wide open, he was shaking and he started to cry again. "Misaki, what are you doing?!" he snatched the photos from me and ripped them all up.

"What did you do?" I asked. "Tell me!" I cried.

"I'm sorry," he cried. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I didn't know it was going to happen, I couldn't control it. It just happened…" he hugged me and cried.

"I'm sorry too, Usagi-san told me." He looked up at me with wide eyes.

"No, no, no, no! Forget it all…"

"I haven't remembered yet but, he only told me what I was." I couldn't help but hug him back.

It had been a long night. I sat in my room quietly looking out the window. At the moon.